Chapter 18: He will also have a time of tenderness
I called the translation company and asked if the last manuscript was okay, but I was scolded for being bloody, saying that I had not received my translation at all, and I couldn't get through by phone. People like me who don't explain themselves don't have to cooperate anymore in the future.
I checked the email in surprise, I wanted to slap my head flat, and that day I was confused, and sent the manuscript to Ziyue, no wonder he said that I was doing private work the next day.
However, the weakness of my body also made me a little afraid, so I decided to take care of my body first and then think about repaying the money.
After two weeks, my face was almost rosy, my body was much better, and after a long time of small talk with the nanny, she once seemed to say that she was the head of some garden house, where three women lived in a year. I don't think anything after listening to it, Ziyue's flowers are well known, and I am not a person like him, and I have never had any illusions about him.
There is a flower shop downstairs, and the waitress is a very cute little sister, and I often go down to talk to her about flowers and learn flower arrangement. One day I was rushing back with a bouquet of flowers, and Ziyue came over, and seeing that I was so happy, he was also infected, and smiled, and asked the nanny to eat dinner here too.
It was the first time I had a meal with him peacefully, and the warm breeze was blowing slowly through the window, like the most ordinary people's homes, eating a homely meal. I remember that when I used to deal with the dinner, he would always ask the waiter to pour him a glass of boiled water, and I poured him a cup and put it in his hand. Naturally, he took it and took a sip.
While eating, there was a small talk between a pair and a match, and I was surprised that he and I could have such a calm time. The hatred and anger he had for me had disappeared at some point.
After the meal, he offered to go out for a walk, and I gladly agreed. The weather at the end of April is the season when the spring mountain is warm and windy, the warblers are dancing and the swallows are dancing, and the small bridges and flowing water are red.
There is a not-so-small park outside the community, where white-haired grandfathers and grandmothers exercise, young parents accompany their children to fly kites and play games, and couples hold hands in pairs.
Walking to the artificial lake in the park, the lake surface is windy, reflecting the mottled sun, but it is also a little emotional. I sat down on a big rock next to a willow tree, and he stood next to me and chatted casually with me about the persecution of his maternal grandfather and grandmother during the Cultural Revolution, and he and his parents had been in the countryside for a long time. When I was a child, I went to steal sweet potatoes without eating, and I was arrested by the production team and locked up in a small black house. Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to be rehabilitated, and his father went back to become the director of the public security bureau of a certain city.
Maybe it was because he was in a relaxed mood, he talked a lot that day, and I knew some of his experiences for the first time, but I didn't know how to answer. Just listen quietly.
When I came out of the park, a little girl came running and said, "Uncle, give me ......," she looked at me and hesitated, paused and said, "Buy a bouquet of flowers for this sister." I burst out laughing. He paid with a smile. Eleven roses are said to be single-minded for a lifetime, but Ziyue and I can't do this.
When I returned to the house, I carefully put the roses in my hand, made a gesture, and twitched the corners of my mouth, saying, "The flower shop downstairs is not in vain, and the flowers you have fiddled with are really different." ”
I smirked, and when I turned my head, I met his gentle gaze. My heart pounded in front of him for the first time, not because of fear, not because of fear. but because of his gentleness.
I smiled as if I was hiding, looking for a topic to avoid his eyes: "I'm already well." It's time to go back and live. ”
His expression froze, and he said "um" for a while. I continued: "Money, I will ......" and "pay it back slowly" Before the words could be exported, he had already been rudely interrupted, "Don't say it's a disappointment." "I was silenced.
But my words had swept away his excitement, and his expression became cold again, as if the gentleness just now was just my illusion, he turned to the living room to pick up the briefcase, walked past me and said coldly: "Stop doing private work, work hard, even if you pay back the money." ”
I was stunned: "Is this okay?"
He waved his hand, a little impatient: "I just said okay." If you don't get a salary increase in the past few years, you should be deducted. With that, he walked away quickly, leaving only a loud closing of the door.
I sat on the sofa in a bit of a distraction and calculated, if I don't raise my salary, it is equivalent to paying back more than 1,000 in a month, and it is an idea to think about it. I feel a little relieved.
I was about to rest for another two or three days, and by the way, I packed up my things and moved back, when I suddenly received a call from Xiaoli, asking me where I was. said that someone saw me walking in the park with Mr. Feng, and now everyone is saying that I am Mr. Feng's lover. I'm speechless. I want to say I didn't, I kept rejecting his request. But in fact, I had his children, and I lived in his house and was taken care of by his nanny...... What am I? The persistence of my heart cannot explain the situation I have created.
Xiaoli's phone call scared me, I didn't dare to go to the company again, and I stayed there for several days thinking about what to do, but I couldn't figure it out. When I go to the company, I can't face the short flow, I can't pay back, I can't resign, and I won't let go of my ......