24. If everybody understood you, how mediocre you would be

After starting to work, Jiang Yi's life nodes became deadlines. The completion date of the project, the date of submission of the report, the date of feedback from new customers, the date of delivery of the brand...... All of these dates became little red dots on her calendar, making up the weekly and monthly ones.

As for everyone's birthday, Jiang Yi almost deliberately ignored it. Helplessly, there are always people around her who keep reminding her, even if she doesn't want to face it. The first to bear the brunt is all kinds of merchants who have a membership card, and as soon as she arrives in her birthday month, she begins to send various formatted emails and text messages. Since she became a KOL, major brands will also send her gifts on the eve of her birthday to show her intimacy. She is certainly grateful for the gifts of others. It's just that from her own point of view, I hope that her birthday is as ordinary as any other day, and it is not a node worth celebrating.

Jiang Yi's birthday this time is on Saturday, and since Wednesday, he has received gifts from the brand and the media he is familiar with. She sent private messages one by one to express her receipt and gratitude.

In fact, in the past few days, her mind is on the final draft of new customers, and the boss of the brand marketing department will come to Shanghai next week to inspect the opening of the store and other matters, and at the same time, participate in the draft competition.

Jiang Yi contacted Jason privately, but he didn't say much, just asked her to think about why he got this position. Jiang Yi's heart was like a mirror, this is to highlight their star relationship. After communicating with Maggie, they emphasized the part of the plan that was implanted with star brands.

Regardless of whether what Jason said was useful or not, Jiang Yi should have invited him to a drink, and Jason set a Saturday. Jiang Yi felt that it was just right, and before meeting the other party's boss, maybe he could get something out of Jason, so he readily agreed.

About Zhao Zheng...... Jiang Yi might have taken the initiative to contact him, but she was a little negative.

If you only want dewy love, Jiang Yi is absolutely sure that he can lead him to the bait, which is nothing more than a short difference. But this time, when it comes to the long-term relationship she is not good at, she is a little at a loss, so she wants to treat it negatively.

Zhao Zheng hasn't heard from her for a few days, but he is not in a hurry. It wasn't until Friday that a message was sent to Jiang Yi.

When do you get off work?

Jiang Yi was in a meeting at that time, and he didn't see the news until half an hour later.

"Half past eight"

"Eat together?"

Jiang paused his finger on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and replied.

"Good"

"Company downstairs, etc."

After checking the report and minutes of the meeting, I sent it to the client, and went through the next week's event with Nic and others...... Everything was arranged, the team members left work before and after, and the night was low.

As soon as Jiang turned off the computer, her location was next to the bed, and she looked out at the street scene of Nanjing West Road. She stood on the edge of the bed and looked down, drank her cup of coffee, and then went downstairs.

When she went out, she found the familiar car, and the people in the car also found her as soon as possible. Get out of the car and open the door for her.

She thanked her, sat in the car, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"There I am."

"Pick me up from you?"

"I want to see you sooner."

He said it lightly, and the original zài was diluted, and Jiang Yi smiled lightly.

Upstairs, Jiang Yi asked if he needed help, Zhao Zheng shook his head, and said that he was just going to meet and let Jiang Yi rest in the living room for a while. Jiang Yi is not particular about what he eats, and he thinks it is good to be simple. She sat on the couch and saw the Kindle on the table, and she asked the man in the kitchen in a loud voice, "Can I read your e-book?" ”

"Okay." His reply came, and she clicked on it and flipped through the stacks. Hundreds of books, most of which have been read, and the categories are also very mixed, including psychology, history, and economics, and there are relatively few novels. He's really a person who likes to recharge himself in his spare time.

Jiang Yi didn't click on what he was reading, for fear of messing up the record, so he picked out the essay he had already read and read. Jiang Yi rarely spends a long time reading books, she is deeply influenced by the information world, and is more inclined to read short articles and short videos. As for the in-depth content, it will only be carefully studied unless necessary. It's like fashion history, because writing needs it.

After reading two pieces of essays, Zhao Zheng's noodles were also cooked.

The aroma wafted slowly, Jiang Yi didn't need him to shout, he got up and went over, this question is undoubtedly chicken soup, thin noodles are plated in a bowl, clear soup, floating with some oil, a few green vegetables are dotted on the top, with the chicken on the side, green and beautiful.

Zhao Zheng took a bottle of hot sauce and put it aside: "Take it yourself." ”

Jiang Yi sat down: "Then I'm welcome." ”

She liked his craft, it wasn't fancy, but it was delicious.

The two of them ate noodles quietly, and when they saw the bottom, she found that the bottom of her bowl was scalded with pink cherry blossoms, which was smaller than his bowl. I glanced down at the slippers that fit properly, and then looked at the bowl, and I felt a warmth in my heart, and I couldn't stop it.

"Gifts." He suddenly took out a packaged gift box and put it in front of Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi was stunned, and he said, "When I asked the wrong thing last time, I apologized." ”

She frowned, looked down at the bowl again, and had a vague answer in her heart: "Why don't you invite me to eat noodles tomorrow?" ”

"I guess you don't have a reason for your birthday."

"Don Tang sue sù your date."

"It's the reparation I made for the wrong thing last time." He repeated.

Jiang Yi looked at the man in front of him with a calm expression, and there was a slight collapse in his heart.

She got up, took the empty bowl of the two to the kitchen, put it into the bucket, and turned on the water, but Zhao Zheng squeezed her to the side.

She was about to speak, but she heard him say, "If you really want me to be happy, just stand by and admire my ability at home." ”

Jiang smiled, she raised her hand to roll up her sleeves for him and said "Okay".

The water flowed like a pillar and fell to his hands and scattered in all directions, his wheat-colored skin was smooth, his bones were distinct, and his fingers were slender. She looked intently, noticing that there was a scar on his right hand that was neither deep nor shallow. Jiang Yi remembered that there was also a place in his abdomen, and thought of Zhang Ye saying that he had retired from the army a few years earlier than Zhao Zheng, so she thought that Zhao Zheng had been in the army for a few years, and I am afraid that there were many things to say, far from being as simple as fighting for conscription in college for a year or two.

Turning off the faucet, Zhao Zheng dried his hands and touched the top of Jiang Yi's hair: "Why do you want to be so engrossed?" ”

"Miss you." She clasped his hand, her lips touching the back of his.

His eyes darkened, his hand held her in his arms, and his eyebrows were close to her lips, but he paused a second before they touched, leaving a centimeter away.

Jiang Yi hooked half of the corners of his mouth, and looked at him with a pair of charming eyes, but he kept this distance not close.

Ambiguous breaths staggered, eyes tugging at each other, not moving, and at the same moment the last centimeter was erased.

They hugged each other and kissed passionately, he turned sideways, her back pressed against the edge of the counter, and she sat on tiptoe and sat up with her hands propped up, his body squeezing into her open knees, and her legs naturally wrapped around him.

She turned into a puddle of water in his arms, and she was going to wrap him, devour him, and drag him into the abyss of **.

He kissed her slender fragile neck, his lips against her pulse, and through the thin skin, he pushed a little, leaving a reddish mark there. Her hand was on fire, making him almost lose his mind.

"Jiang Yi." He distanced themselves from each other and stared at her with an unfathomable gaze.

She knew that he wanted to see through her, to pierce the walls she had erected with her eight exquisite skills. She pressed her ear to him and whispered, "Compared to longevity noodles, you are the gift I want the most." ”

"You're really—" He didn't continue, but kissed her red lips.

Forgetful and entangled, even if the bell rang loudly, Jiang Yi stripped off his shirt and admired the body she was about to have. He picked her up and walked to the bedroom. Neither of them paid attention to the ringing of the phone, and the bed sunken under the weight of the two of them, staring at each other for a long time.

The ringtone rang again after stopping for a moment, Zhao Zheng frowned, Jiang closed his eyes, and suddenly a coolness quickly rose from the soles of her feet, she got off the bed in a panic, she was too hurried and almost slipped, she ran to the living room and took out her mobile phone from her bag. The moment she saw the caller ID, she trembled.

"Hey." There was a hint of fear in her voice, and Zhao was coming out of the back room. Her appearance overlapped with the back he had seen for the first time on the rooftop.

The phone slipped from her hand, and he stepped forward, grabbed the dropped phone with one hand, and hugged Jiang Yi with the other hand, who suddenly lost his strength.

He glanced at the screen, the phone had not yet hung up, and the caller was displayed: Hospital.

Jiang Yi's whole body was trembling, she raised her eyes to look at Zhao Zheng, and muttered, "Go to the hospital, I have to go to the hospital." ”

"Okay, we'll go right away." He held her up, "Can you stand on your own?" I had to get my car keys and clothes. ”

She nodded subconsciously: "I can, I can." Zhao Zheng slowly let go of his hand and immediately went to the cloakroom to get his clothes and put them on, but as soon as he turned his head, Jiang Yi was gone.

The door was open, Jiang Yi took his bag, and ran out in slippers, ignoring him chasing him, and took the elevator downstairs alone.

Rushing out of the elevator, Jiang Yi ran to the door of the community, and at the same time looked around at the empty car, and happened to run into a taxi that was about to leave the community, she immediately stopped and jumped up. Zhao Zheng chased out, but fortunately met a car at the gate of the community, followed Jiang Yi closely, and arrived at the hospital.

Jiang ran to the inpatient building as soon as he got out of the car, and when he saw that the elevator was not on the first floor, he entered the stairwell, completely ignoring the surroundings, and went straight to the sixth floor.

She ran all the way to the door of the ward, the doctor came out of the ward, Jiang caught a glimpse of the nurse packing up the instruments, she grabbed the doctor: "How is she?" Jiang Yi's voice trembled.

The doctor gave her a faint look and said, "It's been rescued for the time being." Go to my office and say it. ”

Jiang glanced at the people in the ward who were inhaling oxygen and were implicated in various instruments, and still followed the doctor to the office.

The door to the doctor's office closed, and Zhao Zhenghe, who arrived, could only wait in the corridor. He saw that the patient lying in the intensive care unit was a withered old woman, and various infusion tubes and oxygen tubes showed her weak vital signs.

The two nurses who came out of the ward didn't notice Zhao Zheng and commented on each other.

"I've been in a coma for so long, I've long been in a vegetative state. At such an old age, he will definitely not wake up, so why bother. ”

"Yes, now the organs are failing, and it will be painful to delay it. It's better to let the old man go early. ”

"But to be honest, the family is also quite evil, she is alone, and she has been taking care of her for many years every week, and the price of the intensive care ward is so expensive..."

The two nurses walked away, and Zhao Zheng sat down on the bench.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yi came out of the doctor's office. Her shoulders were slumped, her face was as dead as ashes, and she stared blankly in the direction he was, her lips slightly open, as if to say something. He walked up to her and pressed her head against his chest.

She buried her head in this way, motionless, not saying a word.

Her mind went blank, and the little hope she held on to was dashed.

"I can't make that decision."

She snorted, she couldn't make this decision.