Chapter 243: Her Expectations, Her Calamity

In the middle of winter, the sky above the rooftop is empty, and the biting cold wind blows from all directions.

Listen closely, the cold wind is mixed with a hint of a cat's whining.

"Help... Help me..."

The timbre is sharp, but the volume is thin, as if someone has choked the neck and squeezed it out of the throat.

Half of Chang An's body was already suspended in the air, his back waist was almost folded and buckled on the railing, his head was down, the blood was flowing backwards, and his wind-blown hair was like a black veil covering his face.

"Don't... Let go of me!"

She wanted to scream louder, but she couldn't lift her voice a bit.

"Who is going to save you? Who do you expect to save you?"

"No one will come to save you, this is your retribution, retribution!"

The cold voice floated in the air, Chang An tried to open her eyes, the hair in front of her was flying, she struggled to break free of one hand, trying to pull away the thing on her neck, but she only touched a fishy, cold touch.

On closer inspection, the messy hair seemed to have been split open, and she saw a bloody face, with a broken nose, a cracked mouth, and eyes bulging out like cracked snowballs.

Is it a human or a ghost?

No, it's Jin Xiaoxiao, it's Jin Xiaoxiao!

"Ahh

Chang An screamed, the hand that was originally holding the railing slipped away, and his body completely flipped over, falling at an extremely fast speed, weightless, and the sound of cranes chirping in his ears also carried the call from hell, lingering around like a ghost.

She said, "...... Go, come down, come down with me to hell!"

"No!"

Chang An exclaimed, bounced up from the bed and sat up, and the picture in front of him was frozen in an instant, shattered, and disappeared quickly, and his soul or thoughts were forcibly withdrawn and pulled to another time and space.

"Chang'an..."

"Chang'an?"

In her confusion, she heard someone calling her, she opened her eyes weakly, and saw a faint light in the darkness, and then "snapped", and Zhou Wei turned on the light.

The sudden light stabbed Chang An and shrank back, his face was pale, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his whole body was even more trembling.

"Nightmare?"

Zhou Wei wanted to bring her closer, but as soon as his hand touched her, he pounced, and his arms wrapped around his neck.

The momentum was too fast, and Zhou Wei was hit in the chest with a dull pain, and it took two seconds to raise his hand to pat her back.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Chang An didn't squeak, just blindly drilled into his arms, his face against his skin, as if he was eager to find a trace of warmth, and he couldn't wait to hang the whole person on him while breathing violently.

Zhou Yan didn't ask the reason anymore, hugged the person tightly, and touched the back of her neck with his palm, moving gently and slowly.

"Alright, alright, it's okay......"

He comforts an overly frightened cat at midnight.

I don't know how long it took, Chang An's tense body finally relaxed in his arms.

Breathing slows down and evens out.

Zhou Wei pulled people away a little.

"What's wrong?"

Chang An lowered his head and was finally willing to speak: "I dreamed of Jin Xiaoxiao, she dragged me to jump off the building." ā€

Zhou Xian's eyebrows furrowed, and he knew that she was having a nightmare.

"Okay, it's okay, it's just a dream. ā€

Chang An shook his head, "No, it's real, it's terrifying, her face is full of blood, and her facial features are already distorted." She trembled and described it in words, but there was a horror in her eyes.

Zhou Wei smiled bitterly, it can be seen that the dream just now really scared her.

He raised his hand to brush away the wet hair stuck to Chang An's forehead, his entire face was exposed, his skin was white, and the handprint on the right side of his face had basically faded, but it was not completely swollen.

Zhou Wei brought people to his side, "Have you been too tired lately?"

Chang An: "It has nothing to do with this. ā€

Zhou Wei: "That's because of Yao Kai's embezzlement?"

Chang An raised his head, and there was a slight surprise in his eyes that had not yet calmed down.

She was amazed that he knew.

Zhou Wei: "I guessed it?"

Chang An breathed a sigh of relief, and his thoughts tightened, "Guess half right, Yang Jing came to me tonight." ā€

Zhou Wei: "Intercede for Yao Kai?"

Chang An: "Hmm. ā€

Zhou Wei: "Then what are you going to do?"

Chang An: "I didn't promise her. ā€

Zhou Wei: "But you're hesitating now, aren't you?"

Chang An raised his head and continued to stare at Zhou Wei, his pupils glowing faintly.

Zhou Wei was stunned by her, and smiled bitterly, "Okay, I probably guessed what you mean!" As he spoke, he put the quilt on Chang An, and took her into his arms and lay down.

Chang An rested on his shoulders and lay his stiff body flat.

"What did you guess?"

"You are afraid that a second Jin Xiaoxiao will appear, so you want me to open up the net and not drive people to a dead end. ā€

Chang An pressed his face to his chest, breathed in the familiar smell on his body, and nodded slightly: "Hmm." Then he asked, "Will it make you very difficult?"

"It's not embarrassing, I can ask the legal department to close the case, but you have to understand that even if you don't pursue his legal responsibility, the company won't use him anymore. ā€

Chang An nodded again and again: "I know this." ā€

"In addition, there will be corresponding measures in personnel, after all, the company's articles of association are here, and I can't make an exception for him alone. ā€

"Well, I understand, as long as you don't let him go to jail, you can leave him a little hope. ā€

Zhou Yan was so crying and laughing by her, "Listening to what you mean, it seems that I have done too hard, and I always rush to kill everything!"

"Nope. Chang An nodded and wanted to explain, but suddenly thought of the previous case where Jin Dafu and He Binli should jointly purchase hollow steel bars.

"By the way, are you still in contact with Kim Dae-rich?"

"Nope. ā€

"Because of the previous case?"

"The case has been closed, the penalty that should be punished, and the compensation that should be compensated. ā€

"It's said that the loss is very bad?"

"Several lines of steel production have been blocked, and the loss is about 20 million, but Jin Dafu has some family background, if he grits his teeth, he should be able to get through, and now his wife is separated because he has died by himself in the past two years. ā€

"How can this be?"

Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment, and went to fish Chang An's head, "Okay, this person has nothing to do with you, you don't need to know so much." ā€

He wanted to speak and stopped, as if he didn't want Chang An to care about these things.

"In addition, I know that you are always hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, so I can not pursue Yao Kai's matter this time, but I will not take it as an example. After speaking, he pressed Chang An's head to his chest.

Chang Anwo smiled at him: "Okay, there won't be a next time!"

She is full, and she will never meddle in the affairs of Zhou Wei's company in the future, with her IQ and emotional intelligence and a brittle heart, it is estimated that she will not be able to resist at all.

"Sleep, I have a breakfast meeting tomorrow morning. Zhou Wei got up and turned off the lights.

Chang An put himself on the pillow, "One last question." ā€

"Huh?"

"It's—" she paused, adjusting to the darkness a bit, "Is the previous plan going on?"

"What's the plan?"

"I'm going to Italy, I said before that I would go to the second year of junior high school, and I've already checked the flight. ā€

Zhou Yan slammed down, turned around in the quilt, "I'm sorry...", he stretched out his hand and took Chang An back into his arms, "I've been too busy in the last few days, all kinds of things at the end of the year, but what I promised you will definitely do, since you have already checked it, send me the flight information tomorrow, and I will let Xu Nan book the ticket first." ā€

"No need, private matters are always troublesome Assistant Xu, I'll order it directly." ā€

"It's fine. ā€

"I've also checked a few hotels, would you like to show it to you tomorrow?"

Zhou Tao leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "No need, just pick what you like." ā€

"Then I'll book the room tomorrow too, right?"

"Good!"

"I also looked up a couple of tips. ā€

"Hmm..."

"If time permits, we can run two more cities. ā€

"Where else do you want to go?"

"A lot, Florence, Venice, oh, and Sicily... Sicily, you should know, right?"

"Of course..."

"Seen that movie?"

"Hmm..."

"It is said that it is also very beautiful, there are mountains, hills, the sea, and volcanoes, and the travel column also says that Sicily is the soul of Italy, beautiful and romantic, so many couples go there for their honeymoon, Zhou, we..."

She looked up, and Zhou Wei had fallen asleep at some point.

The end of the year is always the busiest time for the company, and from the moment he wakes up, he is occupied by all kinds of data, events and meetings, and his itinerary is impossible to schedule 24 hours a day.

I'm tired.

Chang An sighed, carefully lifted up, and gently dropped a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Good night!"

……

Chang An was injured, he had already asked for leave from the company, and he would not go to work before the year, so he naturally resumed "sleeping until three poles a day" before waking up.

When he woke up, Zhou Wei was no longer around.

He had a breakfast meeting in the morning and was out early in the morning.

Chang An washed up and went downstairs, and casually heated two pieces of toast to deal with a meal.

The phone rings, and the new phone's address book hasn't had time to be imported, so a string of numbers is displayed on the screen.

Chang An bit the toast and connected.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Sister Chang, it's me!"

As soon as she heard Yang Jing's voice, she paused, "Is there something wrong?"

"Yao Kai came out of the police station, I just want to make a call to thank you. ā€

Chang An paused again, thinking that the efficiency of Zhou Xian's side was really high.

"Sister Chang, are you still listening?"

"Hmm. ā€

"I know it must have been you who interceded with Mr. Zhou, thank you, and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that at the sheep soup restaurant last night, I was just too excited for a while, I hope you don't feel at ease." ā€

The night before, he spoke coldly, and now he is thanking and apologizing, Chang An knows that there are thousands of people in this world, and they are very realistic, but he still feels a little cold when he really puts it in front of him.

"I won't be relieved, you don't have to thank me, maybe we won't have the chance to meet again in the future. ā€

"Also, I have sent a letter of resignation to the company. ā€

Chang An responded, as expected, after all, it was impossible for Yang Jing to stay in Huijian anymore when this kind of thing happened.

Be silent with each other for a few seconds.

Chang An felt that he should say something.

"Then I wish you all the best in the future and a better future. ā€

There was a soft laugh.

"Sister Chang, do you know that you are a person, in fact, sometimes it really makes people love and hate. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"Forget it, maybe this is also the last time we will be in contact, I might as well make it clear to you all the words in my heart at once. ā€

Chang An leaned back on the sofa, "Hmm." ā€

"You are a person, on the surface, you seem to be friendly and easy to get along with, but in fact, you obviously have a scale in your heart, you are good with everyone, you are friendly with everyone, but you can't make friends with anyone. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"In addition, you have a fatal weakness, you always stretch yourself too tightly, and you are too principled, so that after a long time, the people around you will lose confidence in you. Sister Chang, we are also acquainted, I advise you, don't be so serious in everything, don't wrap yourself in a shell in everything, relax and open a little may be happier. ā€

After that phone call, Chang An didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

She couldn't accept Yang Jing's three views, but in the end, her words were not completely unreasonable.

Chang An is always aware of her own problems, strong principle is the opposite, and the other aspect is to love to drill the horns, just like the clothes to be worn in winter, if there is no one that she is satisfied with, she is willing to grit her teeth and suffer from the cold.

She knew that this was not good, and she was often the one who suffered, but she couldn't change it at all.

Fortunately, it will be the Spring Festival in a few days, Chang An booked a ticket online, and sent several hotels to Zhouwei that he had selected before> Although he said that she was in charge of everything and that she could choose what she liked, after all, it was a trip between two people, and she also hoped that he could express his preferences, but WeChat did not reply, and she did not receive his message until noon.

It's very short, just eight words - "It's too busy, you make a decision!"

Chang An looked at the short eight words and was helpless.

Not surprisingly, Zhou Wei didn't come back for dinner that night, Chang An washed and slept by himself, and was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of squirping for quilts.

"Coming back?"

"Sorry to wake you up. ā€

"It's okay..."

Chang An spit out the words vaguely, but people habitually drilled into his arms, like a kitten, he had to lie down in the nest where he slept every day, snorting and sniffing the familiar smell, dry, gentle, and the smell of his usual shower gel.

After that, Zhou Gong went out early and returned late for two consecutive days, and he was busy until the early hours of the morning before he could come back, but fortunately, Chang'an was not without nothing to do during the day.

The travel was almost done, and she began to pack her luggage, but only a little bit every day, like a ritual, looking forward to the second year of junior high school coming soon.

In addition, she is willing to go out against the cold wind, supermarkets, shopping malls, and even find a good address on the Internet to go to the flower and tree market, and move things back every day like ants moving, New Year's goods, snacks, New Year's gifts for the elders on both sides, as well as potted plants and flowers that imply auspiciousness and happiness, and she even learned from others to buy couplets, lanterns and some decorations hanging at home.

Well, Chinese knots, small lanterns, and strings of bright red peppers are really not good to hang in a villa decorated in a simple European style, but Chang An is good at self-deception, and thinks that his labor is quite fruitful, but it is clear that these are all aesthetics and arrangements that she will dislike to death before.

The days are busy, full and substantial, and it will be the end of the year in a flash.

The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, the last working day of most companies, Chang An received a call from Tao Bixia asking her to go back to the company to get a year-end gift.

The so-called year-end gift is actually a supermarket shopping card, with a face value of Wu Baiyuan.

Chang An didn't want to make another trip for Wu Baiyuan, anyway, she would go to work after the New Year, but Tao Bixia had to let her go.

Chang An thought about it and was fine, so he drove over.

Yes, she drove the car, which was the "Little Pink" that had been parked in the garage before.

It's the second time a novice has been on the road, probably with the lesson of the first car accident, Chang An drove slower this time, moving to the vicinity of the company at an average of 30 yards throughout the whole process, and she definitely didn't have the ability to drive into the alley, so she could only stop at the intersection.

Side parking is a short board, it took five minutes to barely lie down the car, but Chang An thinks it's still good, at least it's a good start, and he can go on the road alone, and if he practices again, he still expects to drive to and from work next year, so that he doesn't have to let Zhou Wei or Xiao Zhao send it often.

Chang An walked to the office building and entered the office, but he didn't expect to see Yang Jing again.

She was packing her things when she entered.

The first time we met since that sheep soup restaurant, and probably the last.

It's very embarrassing, but Chang An can't treat her as air.

"Ready to go?" she began.

Yang Jing smiled bitterly and put a cardboard box on the table, "Yes, I just finished the resignation procedures." ā€

"Actually, there is no need, and the company should not fire you for this matter. ā€

Although it is ugly, it is a private matter after all.

Yang Jing shook her head, and said while putting things in the box: "It's because I don't have the face to stay anymore, if this kind of thing happens, I still have to rely here, don't you let people see jokes in vain." ā€

Chang An knew that there was no point in persuading anything, Yang Jing quickly put her personal belongings on the table and in the drawer into the cardboard box one by one, and finally there was a dressing mirror left, she used to use it every day to make up, and now when she looked at it again, an ugly face appeared in the mirror, the wound had not healed, the bruises had not disappeared, and a pair of eyes were even bigger, the only good thing was that in just a few days, the person had lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were chapped, and even the baby fat that he had always hated was almost gone, and his chin was cut into the most popular cone now.

Yang Jing threw the mirror into the cardboard box as well.

"Let's go, take care!"

She left with the box in her arms, passed by Chang An, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes in the office area not far away pretending to work seriously all followed her.

"Gone?"

"If she doesn't leave, will she still have the face to stay?"

"Also, what's wrong with being a junior, and finding a fifty-year-old middle-aged greasy man. ā€

ā€œā€¦ Now that I think about it, the man's wife is also powerful, and he shouldn't be merciful when dealing with this kind of vixen. ā€

"Yes, that day, she should have stripped off her clothes and dragged downstairs to parade on the street, shameless, she learned to be a junior at a young age......"

The office, which had been quiet all along, suddenly started talking, and he had no scruples, almost chasing Yang Jing's back.

Chang An felt that there was probably no compassion in this world, everyone had always been indifferent, selfish, cowardly, fearful, and self-inflicted.

"Wait!"

She ran out suddenly.

Yang Jing in the corridor didn't look back, but her footsteps stopped.

"Anything else?" the voice was still weak and hoarse.

Chang An stared at her back and took a few steps forward.

"You said that day I don't look down on you, yes, I look down on you, but it's not because you are poor, poverty is not the original sin, let alone a mistake, and I look down on you just because you have no principles and bottom lines in doing things and treating others, it's like the bones are pulled out, and all that remains is the body that falls down by the wind, such people are easy to be seduced, changed, and knocked down, and on the contrary, if you stick to yourself and always know where your bottom line is, your life will not be worse than anything worse, so Yang Jing I hope that you can change your mind when you walk out of this building, correct yourself, and always believe that principles are more important than anythingso that your suffering and sin will not be in vain. ā€

It was rare for Chang An to say so many words, but Yang Jing didn't look back from beginning to end, let alone respond, just wiped his face with his hand before entering the elevator.

Chang An can conclude that she walked crying, for the mistakes she made, and for the insults and grievances she suffered two days ago, but there is no road in vain in life, every step counts, causing today's situation Yang Jing herself is very responsible.

Hopefully she can figure it out soon and start over.

After the elevator door was closed, Chang An returned to the office and went to Tao Bixia to get the card, and naturally he was dragged to gossip about Yang Jing.

Chang An's mind has been filled with these bad things in the past few days, and he must not be in the mood to talk more with Tao Bixia, so he hurriedly said a few words and left the company with the card.

On the way back, I still need to drive by myself, but I have some experience, the speed has been accelerated, and as the New Year is approaching, many migrant workers have already gone home early, and the road that was always busy is much empty.

Chang An entered the community smoothly all the way, but the mobile phone began to ring, and it was Chang Jiahui's phone at a glance.

She didn't want to answer, but the calls came one after another, as if there was an emergency, Chang An could only slow down the car and clinch the phone to her ear.

"I'm driving, tell me something!" he said bluntly.

didn't expect that there was more anxious than her, and she also got straight to the point, and asked directly: "Sister, what's going on between you and Brother Haodong?"

Leng Buding Chang'an was stunned.

"What's going on with us?"

"I have to ask you, you... Are you together again?"

Chang An was so angry that he couldn't do it, "What nonsense are you talking about, is it because of the video uploaded on the Internet a few days ago, I have already told you, when the incident happened suddenly, he happened to come over to help me block it, and many people were at the scene at the time, and they were able to prove it." ā€

Chang An has actually explained this matter to Chang Jiahui on WeChat, and I don't know why I have convulsions again today.

Chang An's neck with his mobile phone was crooked and sore.

"Okay, I'm not going to tell you, I'm driving, I'll talk later. ā€

was about to hang up, but at the last second, I heard Chang Jiahui add: "It's not that video, I know that video, there's no problem, but now someone has posted an intimate photo of you and Brother Hao Dong on the Internet, including the fact that you ran away from home together before was also poked out......"

Chang Jiahui's voice was high and sharp, Chang An's eardrum was swollen, and his head was dizzy.

"Squeak-" sounded, a black shadow shook in front of her, she subconsciously stepped on the brakes, the wheels rubbed on the ground for a period and then stopped, but the whole person hit forward because of inertia, knocked the steering wheel on the front chest, and continued to hit back.

"Bang", finally stopped!

"Sister, what's wrong with you?

"Speak, don't scare me!"

"Sister......

"Sister!"