Chapter 43 The Secret in "The English Patient".
From Sun Yao's frightened pupils, I saw a hideous image that disgusted me.
How long will this farce continue?
Thinking of what happened, a sense of failure arose, and when he thought of this, he let go of Sun Yao. He shouted to call the police and told me to "don't go" without threat, and I left Yaoxuan with my backpack on my back.
When I got home, I immediately lay on the sofa, watching the begonia flowers in the yard outside the window swaying gently with the breeze, and unconsciously fell asleep.
The dream was full of the truth that Sister Luo told me—the conversation that sounded behind a door was hard for me to accept, but I consciously believed that it was all true—the truth that I had already discovered but didn't want to accept.
After pushing the door open, there were Ruby Lin, Halu, Xiao Hei, and his wife inside.
Ruby Lin bowed her head and said nothing, and Halu took Hei's hand, who seemed to laugh at my naivety and asked me why I didn't protect the creative department.
And my wife turned her back to me, and I could see clearly and distinctly, she was wearing the wedding dress on the wedding day, just like the wedding day, dazzling and gorgeous.
She sighed, and when she turned around, she turned into Linda.
"Why are you still like a child?"
I was speechless for a while, I didn't know how to answer, and I was slightly angry in my heart.
"I was too arrogant when I shouldn't be arrogant, and I was too cowardly when I should be brave, have all my hard work been in vain?" Linda asked me in disgust.
I was in a hurry to retort, but was interrupted by a rush ringing on my phone.
The ringtone pulled me out of my dream, and when I picked up my phone, I saw that the caller was James.
James and Linda were both my bosses and mentors when I used to work in Beijing.
I will tell you the story of James and Linda, as well as the time I spent working in Beijing, and I will tell you about it when I have the opportunity in the future.
By this time, the sky had already fallen into pitch black.
The story of James and Linda is not listed for the time being. After answering the phone, I took out a big gulp of beer from the refrigerator, flipped out the seven stars that I had opened the day before yesterday, and quickly lit it.
A state returns to the body in an instant.
Take out your books from your bag, sort them by content, and stuff them back into the shelves.
The last one, The English Patient, wrapped in a vellum paper cover, reminded me of Halu when I held it in my hand.
Why wrap a book jacket and do so much?
With that in mind, I pulled out the layer of paper, only to see a piece of paper fall out of the middle of the cover.
On the scrap of paper was a drawing of Halu, and I could tell her style at a glance.
The painting is a Lego villain version of me, as well as her and Ruby Lin.
The three of us are having a meeting in Yaoxuan's conference room—I point to the whiteboard like a teacher, and they raise their hands and laugh like students.
Tonight James asked me if I would consider going back to Beijing.
He pitched a new customer, a better brand, a better product, a better team, and a better salary.
I looked at the three people in the painting, stunned.
After draining the remaining beers in the fridge and drinking two full glasses of whiskey, I flattened the empty pouch of Seven Stars.
Wash and brush your teeth, and starting tomorrow will be the starting point for a new plan.