Chapter 8 I'm afraid it's too late
The door of the pharmacy was gently pushed open, and the boy greeted the moonlight and stepped on the dust.
Si Wei's slightly pale lips trembled slightly, and his complicated gaze fell on the stomach medicine and mineral water in his hand.
"Tsk, the trouble is dead." Jiang Yihuai took the basketball in her arms with one hand and threw the plastic bag containing things to her with the other.
Even so, there was no ambiguity in his movements.
Si Yu didn't say anything, just took a stomach medicine, swallowed the mineral water, and looked like a domesticated beast, which was pitiful.
"We've only met twice this time, tell me how many times I've helped you?"
It was only a moment before he returned to his original state, looking at Si Fang with an arrogant face.
"Yes, yes, thank you so much." She said perfunctorily.
"Where's your uncle?" He seemed to be very useful, half-leaning on the bench, looking up at the starry sky, "What do you think of your baby, why don't you see anyone at the critical time?" ”
The stars were reflected in his clear eyes, but they were far less brilliant than his.
Si Wei bowed his head, as if unwilling to answer.
He turned his head to look at her, and that glance saw through all her forbearance, all her unbearable.
"Eh, I said you......" He moved closer to her, and closer.
She was inexplicably nervous, afraid that he would tear away all her disguises.
Unexpectedly, he changed his words and said very badly: "You shouldn't really be following me, right?" ”
"Why are you where I am?"
"Jiang Yihuai, shut up!" Si Fang shouted angrily, not at all like he was sick.
"I don't think you're almost recovered, are you?" He looked away and teased.
She gave him a blank look and said no more.
His playful words preserved what little dignity she had left, and the seemingly cynical teenager always had a warm and attentive side.
Perhaps because of the effect of the drug, and perhaps because his mood improved, Si Fang's stomach pain was reduced a lot.
After a moment of silence, she asked, "What did that boss say?" ”
Looking at each other, there is silence, cars whizzing by, passers-by hurrying, only their pictures seem to freeze.
"I gave him the money, and he asked me to apologize to you on his behalf." Jiang Yihuai said lightly, as if he was talking about something inconsequential.
Si Fang didn't believe it, but he also pretended to believe it.
After all, if someone is willing to hold up the goodwill of the whole world for you and make you believe that there are many good people in the world, what reason do you have to debunk his lame lie?
"Thank you."
Two simple words, but they represent a thousand words.
"Thank you is gone?" He took out his mobile phone and opened the page of WeChat, "No cash, transfer is supported." ”
The corners of Si Fang's mouth twitched, and he scanned the code to transfer money angrily.
What was she just moving? Blind huh?
The night is like water, the atmosphere here is lively, but there are people sitting on pins and needles there.
About an hour ago.........
In the huge president's office, there was only one desk lamp that emitted a dim light, reflecting Gu Wei's angry face.
The simple monochrome design highlights the owner's desertion, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are lit up with thousands of lights, and you can see it at a glance from that station.
Gu Wei's slender and good-looking fingers flipped through the pages of documents, and suddenly, the bound documents were thrown on the table by him, he rubbed his tightly locked eyebrows, and raised his eyes to look at the clock on the desk.
It's so late, and I don't know if she's eating properly.....
What if I don't eat? Her stomach can't stand it.
Yes, he lied to her.
He didn't go out to eat with the so-called An Jing, all he cared about was whether she would care or not.
Perhaps, he was just an uncle to her, but she was never a little niece to him.
He leaned back in his chair and exhaled heavily, and after a while, he picked up his mobile phone with one hand and skillfully entered a string of numbers, but he couldn't press it for a long time.
As if he had a heart, his mobile phone rang at the right time, and the caller ID was "Si Fang".
He just stared at the name on the screen in a daze until the phone hung up, and he didn't answer.
He really wanted to know if she had to be him.
Just call again, call again, and he promises that he will take it.
But she didn't.
A simple phone number, one is that you don't have the courage to call again, and the other is too conceited to take the initiative to contact.
If someone had gone further, nothing would have happened in the future.
For forty minutes, Gu Wei sat in the office for forty minutes, and in the end, he still couldn't convince himself, so he got up and left quickly.
Just one look, he wanted to see if something had happened to her.
The night of the city, the lights are full of wine, which is the beginning of many people's drunken fascination.
Gu Wei drove the car alone, and the black Land Rover shuttled through the neon lights, almost becoming a line.
He had always been so eager to see her.
In six years, he desperately changed from an obscure small manager to the CEO of the China Division, and it was only because he had experienced the destruction of his family that he wanted to give her stability.
But he forgot that six years of rustiness were not something he could recover overnight.
All they're used to is the same each other six years ago.
Gu Wei is not wrong, and Si Wei is not wrong, maybe it is just time.
After the joy of meeting again, it is the run-in of personality.
He slammed on the gas pedal, but he was home in a few moments.
The room was bright, and the lights were on, but it seemed deserted for no reason.
Gu Wei sighed, changed his slippers, and started from the corridor, extinguishing the lights one by one.
He remembered that she had never been afraid, and even when she was alone, the TV would only be on.
But now it'.......
Perhaps, his uncle is too incompetent.
He pushed open the door to Si Fang's bedroom, and in the dim light of the lamp, she was curled up in a corner of the bed wrapped in a quilt, looking like a puppy abandoned by her master.
He stepped forward, one step heavier and heavier, and one step more urgent.
Her face was pale and weak, and her slightly curled eyelashes trembled gently, as if she had not slept soundly.
He reached out and straightened her hair that was stuck to her ear, and then glanced at the stomach medicine on the table, and understood everything.
"I'm sorry....", his voice was surprisingly hoarse, and his tone was full of self-reproach.
"Hmm......" The person on the bed moved, as if feeling the warmth here, and rubbed in the direction of Gu Wei.
He smiled dotingly, took off his blazer without thinking, lifted the corner of the quilt, and lay down beside her lightly, hugging her lightly.
"What should I do with you......" Gu Wei muttered in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself.
The shallow breathing of the man in his arms sounded, and his gaze gradually softened, and a kiss fell on her head through his hair.
This kiss is hot enough.
Perhaps, we are not perfect, but there will always be such a person who becomes the softest existence in our hearts and gives us the courage to fight against ourselves.
Si Wei is like this for Gu Wei.