Chapter Seventy-Four: Secretly Calling

I can't sleep well all night because I miss Mr. Zhuang these days. And the workshop where I go to work doesn't turn on the air conditioning, and I sweat every day like taking a bath, and I feel that my skin is hot, so I feel that my soul is lost every day when I come back from work.

It may be due to these two factors, and no matter how hard the counselor tries to talk about it at the moment, I can't listen to it at all.

I think my current attitude is self-defeating in his eyes, no wonder he is so angry that he even grows louder, and walks around the room with a sigh.

"Teacher, will the school expel me?" When I used to work in this factory, I could be grateful, after all, I could earn a considerable amount of living expenses for me, but this summer I felt terrible.

I thought of myself too strongly, and it turned out that I had only been separated from Mr. Zhuang for less than half a month, and I couldn't stand it.

Thinking about it, it was because the days of living with him were so sweet, and I didn't get used to this kind of gap for a while. If I can see Mr. Zhuang every day when I come back from work, I will definitely not feel hard at all.

The counselor stopped and looked at me: "Not normally, but if the impact is too bad...... No one knows what the consequences will be. Shen Xi, I don't believe you are such a little girl. ”

The counselor's eyes were clear, and when I looked over, he looked away unnaturally. But he was annoyed by my silence, and soon began to walk around irritably: "Let me ask you a question." That one is called Zhuang Yan, is he married?"

"Hmm. I replied sullenly.

He ran to me in a hurry, and his face turned red with anger: "Then did he take care of you?"

I shook my head because I had never felt that I had this kind of relationship with Mr. Chong.

He took a breath and continued to ask me, "What about the boxes and clothes mentioned in the email, did Zhuang Yan buy them for you?"

I didn't even think about it, and immediately shook my head. The skirt that Mr. Zhuang bought for me was left in his apartment, and the clothes taken away by Su Qianwen were all given to me by Zhao Yaru.

"Hehe, that's good, that's good. The counselor suddenly stood in front of me and laughed, stupidly, and stunned me.

Maybe I stared at him for too long, his face suddenly turned red, scratched the back of his head and took out a wet tissue for me: "What kind of work do you do at home, your face is too haggard." I'm just here to ask you about the situation, don't be so nervous. ”

After he finished speaking, he packed up his laptop and wanted to leave, but it was already dark, how could my grandmother and I let him go?

My grandmother discussed with Aunt Tian Hua early in the morning and asked the counselor to go to her house for one night, because the conditions in her house were better than mine. And this time I'm at home, if I still let the counselor live in my house, I'm afraid it will cause gossip.

When I lay in bed after taking a shower, I was sweating hot again.

I held my phone for a while, and finally couldn't help but open the dialog box and took the initiative to send a voice message to Mr. Zhuang: Mr. Zhuang, I miss you.

I especially wanted to feel all my nerves ache when I thought about it so badly, and I had to secretly take out his shirt and hold it in my arms for a while every night.

It was only nine o'clock at the time, and I thought Mr. Zhuang was still busy, but I didn't expect him to call after more than ten seconds.

I was so nervous that my whole heart was in my throat, but when I got through, I was dumb and couldn't say a word.

"Hee-hee. When the familiar voice came, my blood boiled, but my tongue was knotted all of a sudden, or maybe it was a little dizzy from the heat, in short, it took a long time before I said "um".

"Isn't it hot at home? I'll help you renovate your grandmother's house and install air conditioning." "He was like having clairvoyance, and he began to discuss with me the most torturous problem of the moment.

But I suddenly felt that I had just finished eating a popsicle, and I couldn't even notice the stuffiness at all: "Mr. Zhuang, thank you." After saying that, I lowered my voice and asked him secretly, "I miss you, do you miss me?"

I used to speak quietly, because I was afraid that my grandmother would hear me, and when I said that I missed him, my voice was even quieter.

He chuckled softly: "Think, miss you as much as you think of me." What kind of job are you looking for?"

I didn't dare to tell him that my current working environment was so far away that there was no need for him to worry about me, so I didn't talk about it in detail.

But after all, he is a businessman, and as soon as he heard the word workshop, he began to sigh: "Workshop? Some factories don't turn on air conditioning in summer, and it's hot inside." Hee-hee, listen to me, don't do it. You don't lack the ability to bear hardships and stand hard work, you just need to learn how to deal with people. ”

"Mr. Zhuang, the workshop where I work is not so hot, don't worry, okay?" I wanted to hear him say something like missing me, probably because I had become acquainted with him to a certain extent, and I couldn't help but ask him why he didn't call me.

He sighed softly: "I played a word game when I promised her before, I only said that I didn't see you and didn't say that I wouldn't contact you, but after all, you are at home, and it is not good for her to find out." ”

I really wanted to ask him what stage of the divorce was going, but I knew I shouldn't ask, so I held back.

"Yoko said that your box was stolen by your roommate, is there anything missing?"

"Mr. Zhuang, if the pregnancy is poked out, will it have any impact on you?"

As soon as he heard this, he immediately guessed that my diary had been peeked at: "It's illegal to steal things, Yoko has already warned your roommate, if she does anything else, you can hold her legally responsible, and Yoko can provide evidence." ”

My mind was clouded, and after thinking about it, I still didn't tell Mr. Zhuang about the anonymous email. Maybe Su Qianwen just sent an email to retaliate against me because she was found out, but if she really called the police to arrest her, Mr. Zhuang's matter is more likely to be publicized.

He listened to me silently, and probably guessed that I didn't want to delve into this matter, so he changed the topic: "Recently, I have been busy, I have several projects to discuss at the same time, and I have to discuss with the lawyer how to fight the lawsuit at night." He paused here and said in a deep voice, "Xixi, this lawsuit will not be finished for a while and a half, you ......"

I immediately interrupted him: "Mr. Zhuang, no matter how long I will wait for you." For a year or two, I'm not afraid, but sometimes I feel uncomfortable thinking about you, and I especially want to see you. ”

He laughed, and was going to get me drunk.

He said that I have changed a lot, I was as timid as a mouse when I first met, and now I am much better: "I want to see you too, sometimes I really want to keep you at home, I don't let you do anything, I can eat the meals you made when I get home from work every day, take you to watch movies and go shopping on weekends, and take my daughter to ......" He suddenly stopped when he longed for this, and immediately changed the topic, "Xixi, you make me feel distressed, you must pay attention to your health." ”

I thought that I was the only one who would be stupid to imagine the future, but since I was attracted to him, I have spent thousands of lives with him in my heart, some of them are happy, and some of them are from different sides of the world. I didn't know until now, and it turned out that he was thinking about it too.

But when he didn't mention his daughter, I still couldn't insist on it, and now I suddenly mentioned it inadvertently, and my internal organs were all crumbled: "Is my daughter's name Lele?"

My nose was sour, probably a little nasal because of it, and he advised me in frustration: "Hee, don't cry." My daughter is very good, don't worry too much for the time being, just study hard. ”

In fact, I have already vaguely guessed the reason, my daughter should be in Zhao Yaru's hands, the child is so young, she can't be snatched as hard as in the movie. Mr. Zhuang has to go back if he wants to see his daughter, isn't this a kind of torture?

"Mr. Zhuang, I just want to know her name, can I?"

But he refused without hesitation: "Xixi, the more you know, the more you think, good, don't worry about this matter." ”

I was very sad, and I had a stuffy breath in my heart that I couldn't spit out or suppress.

I only know that Mr. Zhuang's father calls her Lele, and the child belongs to Mr. Zhuang and Sister Yaru, but sometimes I can't help but think about her. Sometimes I really feel that I can't afford to let go, and I can't do what I promised Sister Yaru. If I were her, I would hate me.

But I didn't dare to say this, as it would only seem that I wanted to gain sympathy from Mr. Zhuang.

"Why don't you speak, cry?" his voice was a little anxious, "every time you cry, your eyes are red, like a frightened little rabbit, I see it worrying." ”

"Mr. Zhuang, I didn't cry. As I spoke, I couldn't help but have a hint of coquettishness.

At this moment, my door was suddenly pushed open with a "squeak", it was my grandmother. She hadn't slept yet, and as soon as she entered the door, she looked at me with a blank face: "Xixi, who are you talking to on the phone in the middle of the night?"

I was so frightened that I almost didn't mention it, and Mr. Zhuang on the other end also closed his mouth tacitly.

I lied: "It's a classmate who asks me about the start of school." ”

My grandmother's eyes were piercing, and I had brought them up with her, and she must have seen my nervousness at this moment. She didn't expose it, but just came over and asked me for my mobile phone: "Xixi, grandma wants to talk to your classmates." ”

My grandmother couldn't read, so she couldn't read the names on the screen.

But how dare I give her my phone? I glanced at the screen in a hurry, but fortunately, Mr. Zhuang had already hung up. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then I dared to hand over the phone: "Grandma, my classmate is already sleeping...... Grandma?"

She didn't know who she learned to check the call history, so she clicked directly on the top call, and successfully called back Mr. Zhuang's number like this!

I was so frightened that I tried to grab my phone, but my grandmother gritted her teeth and glared at me.

I prayed that Mr. Zhuang would never answer the phone, but at this moment, the phone was connected, and a familiar female voice came over: "Hey, Xixi, did you not make it clear just now?"

Grandma looked at me embarrassedly and quickly hung up the phone: "Why did you accidentally get through, Xixi, hurry up and go to bed." ”