It was Li Yueze's turn to send Schumann on a business trip for the first time, and the scene was very fresh.
Originally, Secretary Ji said that she would book a plane ticket for her and arrange a pick-up car from Mingcheng, but Schumann declined all of them.
Li Yueze seemed to see that she still cared a little bit about those comments on the Internet.
Yes, it's strange not to care.
Li Yueze drove her to the airport in person, and when he got off the car, Schumann explained to him earnestly.
"My departure is a matter of honor and disgrace. I advise you to be honest and do your duty, and don't make trouble for me."
Li Yueze was stunned, he didn't know why she would say that, is he that kind of person
He showed an indescribably complicated expression when some strange problems arose between the couple.
"I watched it in the movie." Schumanning explained, and then touched his cheek, "Bye, go back to work soon."
After all, she planned to open the door and get out of the car.
But her wrist was held by Li Yueze, and her inertia was reversed, so she moved closer to him.
The man pressed a kiss on her lips quite quickly, before Shuman could react in time.
When it was her turn to be stunned, Li Yueze explained: "It's in the movie."
All right, tit for tat.
Schumann smiled from ear to ear, she sometimes found that Li Yueze was a bit humorous, not so rigid.
As soon as he entered Ming City, the cold wind made Schuman shiver, but he forgot about the temperature difference between the north and the south.
Walking out with arms crossed, she suddenly received a call from an unfamiliar number, belonging to Mingcheng.
"Hello who?"
Seeing people coming and going in front of her, and pedestrians looking for a safe haven, Shumaning only hoped that this was a useful call, not some kind of phone scam.
There was silence for a while, and Schumaning was thinking again, could this be Li Yueze
She gave two more feeds.
Then there was an echo from the other end, "Man Ning, I'm Dad."
…
It's really cold in the north.
After Schuman was stunned for a moment, the cold wind woke her up from her distraction. She laughed dryly, "You got it wrong, I don't have a father."
"Manning...you turn around and look at me, I'm right behind you."
That begging tone.
It made her feel strange and inexplicable. She stood in the wind with her mobile phone in her hand, wondering if it would be funny if she really looked back.
Shumaning hung up the phone, she didn't look back, and went straight into a taxi.
The closed compartment gave her temporary warmth. The master asked her where she was going in a dialect, and Schumann reported the hotel address.
The voice of the weather forecast came from the taxi radio: [The Central Meteorological Observatory predicts that starting from 2 pm today, the strongest cold air will come—]
Schumann leaned his head against the car window, holding the mobile phone in his hand and looking at the call just now.
Unfamiliar number, some familiar voices.
"Hey girl, do you recognize that black car in the back?" the taxi driver asked her while looking in the rearview mirror.
Schumann looked back and saw that there was indeed a black car.
She looked down at the number on the phone again, and silently dragged it to the blacklist.
"I don't know you, please hurry up, I have an appointment for lunch with someone."
Schumanning always felt unwell. When she was eating, she looked around, and there were people eating, but no one was looking at her.
A friend who also came to the competition patted her on the arm, "Oh, I'm talking to you, why are you so absent-minded."
"Do you have the feeling that someone is watching us?"
"No way, why are you suspicious?"
Schumann shrugged, and left with his friends after dinner. It was the first day they came here, and they had nothing to do, so they could wander around.
Although Shu Manning was a little concerned about the feeling of being watched, she couldn't bear to go out for a walk.
She tried her best to walk towards crowded places, but unexpectedly, she turned a few streets and came to the gate of Lin Heyuan.
She looked at the place where she and Li Yueze stood that day, as if it was yesterday.
"Man Ning." A middle-aged man's voice came from behind.
Schuman didn't think about looking back, she instinctively resisted, and instinctively told her that this was the person who called her and claimed to be her father.
She strode towards the community, looking more and more as she walked.
The person behind also followed, like a bug that couldn't be shaken off.
At the gate of a certain villa, Schumann finally couldn't help it, and turned around and scolded angrily: "Enough, what do you want to do with me?!"
Behind him, Shu Jiawei stared at her in a daze.
He was at a loss for words, and stammered, "Man Ning, I'm Dad."
"I don't have a father."
Her voice was colder than the wind.
Shu Jiawei wanted to get close to her with a stick in his throat, "Man Ning, I know you blame your father, but after so many years, you and your mother are doing well, right? You shouldn't be involved in the things between us."
Schumann sneered, "I don't know what you're talking about."
She only felt a great pain in her head, which may have been blown by the wind.
Shu Jiawei sighed helplessly, looked at Schumanning again, and then looked around, "Manning, I'm actually very happy to see you coming back here. After all, this is where you grew up. If you want to go home and have a look, Dad with you."
Schumann really felt that this person was inexplicable, what grew up, and what went home.
"My home is in Haishi, not here." Schuman said decisively: "I hope you don't follow me anymore, or I will call the police."
After all, she walked away from that person.
Shu Jiawei looked at the direction she left, and didn't recover for a long time.
Li Rui didn't know when he came from behind the villa. He could hear the conversation between the two of them clearly just now.
"Uncle Shu, it seems that you still need some time."
Shu Jiawei's old face was impatient, and he just nodded, "Yes, yes, my daughter has a temper more like her mother, so I can't be in a hurry."
Li Rui smiled sarcastically, "Really. It seems that you need to worry about it and put in more effort. I heard that she has been participating in competitions in Mingcheng recently."
At night, Schumann lay on the hotel bed and chatted with Li Yueze on WeChat.
She found that every time the two separated, Li Yueze never called her or made a video except for a simple chat on WeChat.
People in love always have a lot of ghost ideas, so sometimes she deliberately doesn't reply to her messages, and wants to make video calls to herself when he is in a hurry, but this man has no consciousness at all.
Li Yueze, who didn't understand why, could only find out that his girlfriend was angry after every unexpected conversation.
He didn't know why.
From 7:00 to 12:00, Schumann said, "I'm going to sleep."
Back then: [Good night]
Schuman hated that iron could not be made into steel, and the mobile phone fell under the pillow, regardless of it.
But the more I slept, the more I felt a headache, and I had a few dreams in the drowsiness.
It was Shu Jiawei's face in the dream, but she actually remembered Shu Jiawei, but some memories of her childhood were rather vague, and she couldn't remember them.
Looking at Shu Jiawei today reminded her of something.
He was originally a good father who cared for his family. Schumann liked sunflowers, so he planted sunflowers in the yard, leaving only a path in the middle.
Shumaning likes to go to the amusement park. No matter how busy he is at work, he will spend one day a week with her.
She didn't like going to school, she pretended to be sick to scare her, and her mother didn't believe her, but Shu Jiawei was so nervous that he wanted to send her to the hospital in the middle of the night.
In the hotel room, Schumann tossed and turned, staring at the curtains with her eyes open, leaving only a chance for the window to allow light to come in from outside.
Schuman closed her eyes again, and when she regained consciousness, the style of the painting in the dream changed suddenly, the endless quarrels between her parents, the strange woman, and the sunflower garden splashed with blood.
Schumann twitched in pain, frowning and touching the phone from under the pillow.
It was too dark, and she couldn't find it after searching for a long time. In desperation, she could only endure the pain.
There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and Schumann bit the corner of his lips tightly.
Suddenly, I heard the buzzing sound of the mobile phone vibrating, followed by the ringtone.
She lifted the pillow and finally saw the shiny mobile phone.
She squinted her eyes and saw that it was a WeChat call from Li Yueze.
"Man Ning, are you asleep?" Maybe he wanted to ask you what you were doing, why didn't you reply.
Or, he was really worried about her.
Schuman's voice was trembling, "Li Yueze... I feel so hurt, so hurt—"
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The author has something to say:
Sorry, I can only write so much today. Looking at the total number of words today, I unexpectedly discovered that I wrote this book for such a long time. Hahaha, I am really tired, but it is almost over.