Perhaps it was because the dinner was too delicious, the environment of the restaurant was too comfortable, and Jiang Ying was too tight all over, causing her to lose her mind.
Meng Jingshu sent her downstairs, and before she got out of the car, she said in a daze, "I feel like we can meet the day after tomorrow."
After speaking, both of them were silent for a while.
Jiang Ying wanted to die more and more in the dead silence, she rescued: "If you don't have time, just pretend I didn't say anything."
She went to pull off her seat belt, wanting to leave this ghostly place immediately, and let time smooth over the embarrassing incident of making an appointment to go to bed before the end of her menstrual period and being rejected.
Her hand was suddenly held down, and Meng Jingshu used all her strength to force her to stay on the seat.
He looked at her, and lowered his voice rustlingly: "I'm going to be busy with an exhibition these daysThursday, come to see you on Thursday, is that okay?"
Jiang Ying silently pulled out her hand and said softly, "Okay."
After a while of silence, Meng Jingshu asked, "The wound on your face is healed?"
The wound on the side of the nose was very shallow, with only a light pink mark left. She put on some foundation, and it was almost invisible.
Jiang Ying said: "It's almost there."
Meng Jingshu: "Yes."
The sound of the rain was clear and crisp, which made his voice rougher now, and Jiang Ying's heart felt itchy for a moment as if it had been rubbed.
She pursed her lips, shook off the obscenities in her mind, and told him very seriously: "Meng Jingshu, remember to take medicine when you cough, don't procrastinate like before."
He smiled and said yes.
The exhibition time is Tuesday and Wednesday. Vertical Front Technology has only been established for a few months. It is well-known in the industry, and people come to inquire from time to time. Meng Jingshu is responsible for the explanation and technical exchange, and the rest of the mediation is handed over to Wei Zhanfeng. Those who come here do not necessarily have the intention to cooperate, but when it comes to areas of interest, several detailed discussions are inevitable. When you meet acquaintances, you will continue to socialize at night.
After two days, Meng Jingshu was a little uncomfortable. He took a few cough medicines to no avail, and his throat became more dry and sore. After the exhibition, all staff held a meeting on Thursday, more to make business adjustments. Seeing that Meng Jingshu was not in good condition, Wei Zhanfeng drove him home.
He didn't hold back, and returned to Dongming Jiayuan.
The housekeeper's aunt is good at cooking, and she can't make a mistake on weekdays. It's probably because she's feeling unwell now and has no appetite at all.
After her aunt left, Meng Jingshu felt a little hungry and hot, so she ordered sashimi takeaway, took ice water from the refrigerator, and poured it down. It's not hot anymore, and I'm not hungry anymore.
But it was even more uncomfortable.
He cursed in a low voice, went back to his room, took a shower, and went to bed to rest.
Before falling asleep, he thought vaguely, is there something else?
Jiang Ying made a mask for several days in a row, and even took a bath on Wednesday night. After the relatives ended, she worked so hard on skin management, her face was radiant, and she was so radiant even in court to record, as if she was the one who won the six-figure compensation.
By Thursday afternoon, the mood of waiting began to agitate.
This time, until I got off work, the sky was getting dark, and I didn't receive any news from Meng Jingshu.
Don't you have dinner today and come straight to the topic at night?
that's fine too.
She went home and settled the dinner by herself, cleaned up, but the mobile phone was still empty. She endured it and decided to take a bath first. But within ten minutes, she brought her mobile phone into the bathroom and opened the shower curtain to take a look from time to time, but she was still disappointed.
It's almost nine o'clock.
Even if something happens and you can't come, you should say it, right?
Meng Jingshu is very trustworthy. In high school, I sneaked out to play during lunch break, so many times I was never late.
She was faintly worried, so she dialed the phone.
Jiang Ying paused for a while when the first ring rang and automatically hung up. Then he dialed again.
It rang for about thirty seconds before someone picked it up.
"Hello¡¡"
His voice was so hoarse that it sounded like a whistling electric current with a bad signal, and it was a little harsh.
Jiang Ying frowned: "Meng Jingshu? What are you doing?"
He said: "Sleep."
He seemed a little confused, and spoke with a strong nasal voice.
Jiang Ying asked: "Are you sick?"
He was a little impatient: "Yes."
During Jiang Ying's silence, he finally remembered the agreement with her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Today is Thursday? I'm sorry I'm going to miss the appointment."
Jiang Ying said in a low voice: "It's okay, you should have a good rest."
Probably because it is really uncomfortable, he is lazy?Respond again and hang up the phone directly.
Jiang Ying lost her cell phone and lay on her back on the bed with her eyes staring at the ceiling. In fact, she didn't look at anything or think about anything. She let her mind go blank for a while, and then rolled around on the bed twice as if venting. She breathed a sigh of relief, sat up, saw that the time was still early, took the Kindle from the bedside, and planned to read a book.
But the book only turned two pages, and my thoughts drifted away again, drifting back to a long time ago.
A long time ago
?The weather is almost the same. It turns cooler in autumn, and the temperature difference between day and night is large. Many students in the class catch colds when the seasons change.
Adolescent boys are very angry and used to being arrogant like Meng Jingshu. There is no word "cold" in the dictionary at all. How many people have changed into autumn and winter school uniforms, but he doesn't. It's still black short-sleeved, and at most it's a summer school uniform, just to deal with the inspection by the way. So unfortunately it was infected.
He is in good health and rarely gets sick, but when he gets sick, it seems to be more serious than others. The whole person is in a very bad state, mentally weak, world-weary, and has a bad temper, with a kind of naivety like a child.
After finishing physical education class, his deskmate who didn't catch a cold went to buy ice water to drink, and he bought it too.
Jiang Ying remembered his impatience just now, sighed, got up and changed his clothes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com