Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang. I stopped immediately, picked up the phone and took a look, a little disappointed, because this was not Zhang Zichu's phone number, but a strange and unknown number.
She took it casually and just put it to her ear.
"... Hey, is it Dongfang Han!"
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Dongfang Han's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were obviously startled.
"Jiang Junxi, how could it be you." Frown slightly, how did this guy know her phone number.
"Dongfang Han, you just hate... Hiccup... Do you hate hearing my voice?" The phone is very noisy, and Jiang Junxi's voice is obviously something wrong.
"Where are you now?" She felt uneasy.
At this time, Jiang Junxi, who was standing on the roof of his company, was holding an empty wine bottle in one hand, and facing the street on the other side. A biting cold wind was blowing from the roof of the twenty-floor building, and the voice on the phone was also a gale. Whirring.
"I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't come to my company to see me right away, I will jump from here to show you!" Jiang Junxi, with a drunk face on his face, said loudly to Dongfang Han.
"Are you threatening me?"
Dongfang Han's eyes sank.
"Threat?" Jiang Junxi sneered, "Do you care? My life and death."
She was startled slightly.
Suddenly, there was a panic scream on the phone.
"Master, what are you doing!"
"I only give you ten minutes!" Jiang Junxi hung up without waiting for Dongfang Han to say something.
hateful! This guy is serious. Dongfang Han cursed secretly, immediately put away the phone and turned around and ran.
"Sir, do you need us to serve food?" After the agreed time, the waiter stepped up and gave Zhang Zichu a little embarrassed. He slowly clenched his hands, and whispered, "...Wait."
"Ok."
After the waiter left, only Zhang Zichu was left sitting alone under the light. The lonely figure from the back was like an abandoned child, which made people feel distressed.
Time passed by, and the time he was waiting for her went from the original expectation to the later disappointment. Isn't she really coming...
"It's okay, I promised that she will wait until she comes. Xiaohan will definitely come." He smiled suddenly, said some self-comforting words, and continued to wait for that person to appear during this long and tormenting time.
In school.
Yi Changfeng walked to Zhuo Lin's side, raised his head and followed his line of sight to the dim walkway on the hillside below him, and said, "Are you waiting for Dongfang Han?" Zhuo Lin has been standing here since he returned from the mission. The place looked quietly at the bottom of the mountain, and it was not noisy or noisy, which made him really worried.
Zhuo Lin didn't speak, and glanced at him sideways. He couldn't tell whether the expression on his face was sad or angry.
"Zhuolin..." When Yi Changfeng wanted to say something, he was suddenly interrupted by Zhuolin.
"Why is this? Tell me, am I not good enough?" His tone was calm, speaking as usual.
Yi Changfeng didn't know what to say, because he didn't know how to answer him at all.
After silence, Zhuo Lin suddenly asked, "Dongfang Han, do you like anyone else?"
If not, how can someone with strict rules like her leave and leave the organization so desperately.
After a long time, Yi Changfeng asked him like this, "Do you like Dongfang Han?"
Hearing his question, Zhuo Lin suddenly looked back at him with obvious surprise in his eyes.
Perhaps he did not expect this sentence to be heard from the second population, the first time it was An Zheya, and the second time it was his classmate.
Seeing Zhuo Lin who couldn't even see himself, Yi Changfeng sighed helplessly, "If you want to find this answer, you must first see yourself, Zhuo Lin. And remember one thing, we can never leave Under the control of the organization, do you still think that Dongfang Han and ordinary people will have results?"
Zhuo Lin was taken aback for a while.
"You chase after you like it, don't give it to others if you get a hand and die! Zhuo Lin, isn't this your usual style." After speaking, Yi Changfeng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left.
"Do you like it?" Zhuo Lin slowly clenched his hands, looked up at the particularly sultry moonlight tonight, and sighed slightly. Did he like Dongfang Han...
"Master, what can we talk about next?"
At this time, the employees who were still in the company surrounded Jiang Junxi and looked at his body teetering in the wind. They were so scared that they all jumped out of their throats.
"Chairman, Master is here!"
Jiang Jie, who immediately ran in from the crowd, saw his son standing on a high platform and getting drunk, and his anger had not escaped from his body. When he saw Jiang Junxi almost falling from the stairs, his face instantly turned pale, "Xiaoxi! What are you going to do? Why can't you come down and say it." Now Jiang Jie has returned to his father's worry about his son.
"Say? There's nothing to say!" Jiang Junxi turned and looked at Jiang Jie now with a flushed face, and said loudly: "Since the day you sent her away, our father and son have nothing to say before."
Jiang Jie was startled.
"Xiaohan, Dongfanghan... Why aren't you here yet?" Jiang Junxi turned around swayingly, looked down at the bustling street scene under him, smiled suddenly, his vision with thick drunk eyes has begun to blur. Suddenly a strong wind blows, and he feels top-heavy.
"Ah!" A cry of extreme fear broke the silence of the night. Seeing Jiang Junxi was about to fall from upstairs, when Jiang Jie desperately called his son's name-a figure quickly passed behind the crowd and grabbed it with one hand. Jiang Junxi’s hand, the cold night wind blew their cheeks very stinging, Jiang Junxi opened his eyes slightly and looked at the person holding his hand tightly. The face that was particularly beautiful and sultry under the moonlight was exactly The girl he thinks about day and night.
"Osamu...!"
"What are you doing? Jiang Junxi!" Dongfang Han quickly pulled up Jiang Junxi who was hanging in the air. Seeing him being rescued, Jiang Jie and his party were relieved.
However, when Jiang Jie returned to see who was the one who saved his son, his face instantly changed and his eyes became more complicated.
Why is Dongfang Han here
"Jiang Junxi, are you crazy! Did you really want to die just now?" Dongfang Han stood up and pointed at the man lying on the ground, condemning him for his crazy act.
However, the one who answered her was a burst of laughter. In everyone's eyes, it was the first time they saw the lonely and arrogant young master actually have such a desperate side.
"It's crazy, I've been crazy since I met you!" Dongfang Han was startled, Jiang Junxi sat up from the ground, looked up at her with a pair of eyes that were no longer drunk, "You know this kind of thinking. How painful is the feeling of not being able to love? Do you know how difficult it is to fall asleep every night when I hold your memories. Dongfang Han, I'm almost tortured by you crazy!" Stie's roar.
Jiang Jie was silent as he listened with a complicated expression. He had never thought that his son would be in such pain.
Dongfang Han didn't speak, but remained silent. She never thought that she and Jiang Junxi would come to this point, and they had never met before.
"Dongfang Han, Xiaohan..." He grabbed her hand and held it tightly. He slowly looked up at her, looking at her with unprecedented expectations and pleading, "Don't leave, don't leave from my side, Xiaohan …"
Dongfang Han’s pupils shrank suddenly, and the memory seemed to have returned to the night when he was in Jiang’s house. He said so when he held her. How arrogant and arrogant he is, why should he show such a humble and dusty person? one side.
Jiang Junxi, are you really Jiang Junxi
"Jiang Junxi..." Before Dongfang Han could speak, her hand loosened. Seeing that Jiang Junxi was about to fall to the ground, she quickly squatted down and reached out to hug him, looked down at the person in her arms, and saw that he was just asleep. She was secretly relieved.
"Mr. Jiang, I will trouble you to take care of him next." After handing Jiang Junxi to Jiang Jie, Dongfang Han immediately got up and left, without giving Jiang Jie a chance to stop her.
Watching the back of the girl hurriedly leaving, Jiang Jie glanced down at Jiang Junxi, who was asleep in his arms and still remembered calling the girl’s name, sighed helplessly, and muttered to himself, "Xiaoxi, do you know you stepped down? It’s a path of no return..."
The twelve o'clock bell rang.
"Sir, I'm sorry we are closing." After the waiter informed Zhang Zichu apologetically, he silently retreated.
Sitting in this deserted seat, Zhang Zichu clenched the necklace in his hand. At this moment, he didn't know what expression or reason to use to convince himself.
He thought that as long as she came, everything would get better. But it turned out that it was just what he thought.
Watching her ask about other men in front of him, he was still a man who imprisoned her.
Does she know how much his heart hurts at that moment.
But he could only force a smile, suppress the pain in his heart, and tell her about the man.
But it doesn't matter, because he has been persuading himself that the girl would care about Jiang Junxi just because he saved her.
What about him
What is he in her eyes.
Does she really care about him? Is it so difficult to spend a birthday with someone she likes
"Zhang Zichu, happy birthday."
He smiled and blew out the candles on the cake, picked up a piece of cake and ate it in one bite. It was strange, it was so sweet, why did it change the taste in his mouth at this moment.
Oh, by the way, he suddenly remembered that he didn't like sweets at all and didn't want to at all. Why is he, yeah, why should he force himself to be so painful.
…
When Dongfang Han rushed to this restaurant, he had already closed the door and no one was seen.
So she immediately picked up the phone and dialed the other party's mobile phone, but it was still turned off. With a light sigh, she was still a step late after all.
The ground that had just been wet by the rain, accompanied by the cold wind blowing around it, brought a lot of coolness.
The beginning of this day's incident was from Xu Wangying's punishment of Dongfang Han.
As punishment for Dongfang Han's leaving the team without permission last night, she was running on the playground at this time, which lasted two hours.
"Ms. Xu, I think this is enough. Didn’t Dongfang admit his mistake when he came back?" Standing in the office, Gao Yuan looked at the figure of the girl outside the window, feeling a little bit unbearable.
"This is the punishment she deserves!" Xu Wangying released a firm attitude of not allowing others to intercede. He glanced at the man on the playground with cold eyes, "I want her to know the consequences of leaving the team without permission. If you want to replace it. She intercedes, then run with her."
"This... this is unnecessary, okay, just as if I didn't say anything." Gao Yuan, who was overwhelmed, shut up and sat back in his seat obediently.
At this time, Xia Rongrong and the others, who were standing in the corridor, looked at Dongfang Han's back and were very worried.
"Is Teacher Xu too harsh?" Zhang Han said.