The document bag was thrown haphazardly on the passenger seat. Tang Ling sat in the car, her hands weakly supporting the steering wheel, her head resting on her hands and breathing heavily.
He tried to keep himself calm, but all he could think about was the conversation between Yun Xiao and Lu Mingtong.
It was so clear that it scared him.
Even that scent still remains on his clothes.
Yun Xiao doesn't like flowers, he just doesn't like the flowers he grows.
Tang Ling muttered Lu Mingtong's name in a daze, saying it over and over in a low voice.
"Lu Mingtong..."
"Lu Mingtong..."
"Lu Mingtong is a name that makes you laugh whenever you mention it."
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Jiang Hu was waiting for Jiang Ming at the Honghu Port office early in the morning. After all, the important goods transported to country F had been arranged for them. They only needed to find a capable person to fly over there to receive them.
The first thing he thought of was Jiang Ming, and Mr. Xiang also arranged for Jiang Ming to go.
The retro gold and copper electronic watch made a beeping sound when it beat to six o'clock on his wrist. Jiang Hu frowned slightly. He was already half an hour late, and Jiang Ming hadn't come yet.
Forget it, seeing as he is so diligent, I can barely let him be an hour late.
Jiang Hu turned on the old tape recorder and automatically looped the song. He also stretched himself and sat on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head and waited quietly.
Within ten minutes, the glass door was pushed open. The man's swaying body accidentally hit the lucky tree on the side and fell to the floor. He shook his head and got up from the ground again.
The strong smell of alcohol instantly dissipated in the office. Jiang Hu opened his eyes and watched Jiang Ming walk to the desk. He was wearing casual clothes that he had never seen before. It looked like big-name clothes. His flaxen hair was messy and unstyled, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was hungover.
He came to him from the rocking chair worriedly, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Jiang Ming? Are you okay? Why did you drink so much?"
"Good morning, Brother Hu. I'm fine, but I was in a bad mood and stressed out, so I drank a little more." Tang Ling rubbed his head, and a gloomy and unwilling song slowly fell into his ears. It was the love song that Brother Hu said.
Jiang Hu couldn't see that he was okay, so he took a glass of water and handed it to him.
"Don't drink like this when you're not feeling well. Even if the sky falls, you have to have a good body to bear it." He taught while brushing Jiang Ming's bird's nest-like hair to make it more pleasing to the eye.
In order to stop his mood swings, he chose to numb himself with alcohol.
Stupid method, but useful.
So by not staying awake, he can get further and further away from those things.
He finished drinking the water and put it on the table and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Hu, you can tell me about your work and I'll do it later."
Jiang Hu nodded, took his water glass and filled it with water, and told him about going to country F.
"Looking at you like this, I'll give you another week of leave to relax and then come back to work."
Jiang Hu turned around after pouring the water and was immediately speechless.
"Jiang Ming, you..."
The man in front of him, who was always calm in dealing with things, had tears in his eyes at the moment.
"Okay, I'll go." He replied as if staring at the ground in despair.
When he first heard this song, he didn't think much about it. Now, he seems to have become the person in the song.
Why should I shed tears for you
Don't you understand that for love
If it weren't for my lover, I would be separated
My tears won't fall
drop down
Tang Ling covered his face and cried bitterly. He held it in all night and everything collapsed.
Yun Xiao, what would I do without you