I got up and helped him.

"It's normal for you to go upstairs and rest. I used to go there with Zhang Ruolei sometimes to see the old lady, and I would also be treated like this. ”

I called Zhang Ruolei when I went out, just called, gave up again, and pressed the hang up button. I shouldn't be messing around, someone else's word will mess up my heart. But is that someone else?

The driver asked me, "Where are you going?" ”

I looked up at my watch, but it was a quarter past four.

"Go back to the company."

I control myself not to call him and ask him where he is at this moment, and I also control myself not to ask the people in the company if he is in the company at this moment.

I'm wrestling with my own heart, and in my heart lives a suspicious and brutal dragon that follows me like a shadow, and I can't get rid of it until I can't. Even at the height of the sunshine in my heart, it still shows its head from time to time, reminding me of its existence and invincibility.

Yes, the discovery is despairing.

The car started slowly and steadily, and I couldn't see the scenery on both sides of the road, and the rows of upright viewing trees were still green and vibrant, even though it was autumn. They are so tenacious that they are like tears in my eyes, and no one can uproot them from my eyes.

I tilted my head and pretended to wipe them inadvertently. But I soon realized how meaningless and futile the act of wiping tears must be.

However, let them go?

No.

"Forget it," I said to the driver.

"Go home."

I looked up at my watch again, I didn't have the heart to look at the phone anymore, it made me anxious and uneasy.

"Send me home and you can go home directly from work without having to go back to work."

"Yes."

The other party nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Mr. Mei."

I shook my head tiredly. Thinking of the hurricane coming tomorrow, just like Zhang Ruolei's father said--- winter is coming, and everything is inescapable and there is no way to avoid it.

No matter how windy and rainy it is, we all have to rise to the challenge. I tried to sit up straight, but found it quite difficult to straighten my spine, especially when there was no one, when no one was around, when no one laughed at your softness, cowardice, or fear of the unknown future.

At times like these, you can be as scared as you want.

"Which way to go?"

"Oh, this road is more prosperous, and there are more people, but I am used to taking this road, if you insist on going to the viaduct, it will be much faster, but at this time maybe there will be traffic jams on the bridge, and we can't get down if we are blocked."

"Oh. Whatever. ”

I collapsed in the back seat tiredly, holding the phone in my hand, but I didn't dare to look at it, I hope Zhang Ruolei can take the initiative to give me a phone call to explain his whereabouts, there should be no more hidden between us, not to mention that things are also developing towards his expectations.

The phone shifted from moment to time in the palm of my hand, and it was the only one who could really feel the restlessness of its owner.

Even my reaction was within his expectations, not the slightest deviation, what else was he worried about? We're getting married soon, and we're all in the same spirit

, we should be the community of the two of us with a common destiny in the rest of our lives, what else does he have to hide from me?

The biggest significance of fate is that it opens a huge gamble, everyone gets different in the end, unless it wants to open the cards to reveal the answer, otherwise you never know what fate has arranged for you in the next second, whether it is a huge surprise or will make you fall into the pain and suffering of the bottomless abyss.

Boredom, I looked out the window, the car turned around, I have never had a sense of direction, but I also know that today's driver's path is a little weird, but at the same time I also know that we are heading in the direction of my home, maybe everyone's driving habits are different, such a small thing really does not need to be rigid, so I also decently remained silent.

Counting at this time, the autumn breeze is rising. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons are stacked, and in a blink of an eye, it is the harvest season again. In the past two years, the water division between spring and summer in the north has become less obvious, and spring has become shorter and shorter, and summer and winter are almost seamless.

The spring is cold, and the spring breeze always brings a bit of scarcity, so that you feel that summer is still far away, and you don't want to suddenly go overnight, flowers are blooming everywhere, heat waves are coming, winter is receding, and midsummer is coming unexpectedly.

Autumn is still like this, with winds blowing inland from some unknown ocean, bringing gloomy and lingering autumn rains that eat away at the temperature of the entire north. The veins of the leaves began to grow old and yellow, and under the raging autumn wind, they gave birth to rebellious hearts, jumping from the branches to trying, and finally drifting away with the wind.

They thought that the wind would eventually send them to the distant place where they had wanted to go, and they looked at the branches all their lives, and the distance was gorgeous and charming, and the most important thing was that they were always full of temptation, but they did not expect that this farthest place was dilapidated and filthy, and they had to endure the merciless trampling and disgust of people, so they were disappointed, and finally returned to the dirt, and they were desperate to perish with the earth.

Because it was not time to get off work, the traffic on the street was still smooth. If it were a little later, at five o'clock, the city's transportation system would be congested as if under a spell.

There are many people and cars, and they are all in a hurry to get to the place they want to go to, and if there are too many people on the same road and in the same direction, it will inevitably be overcrowded.

What about the road of life? There are too many people who are looking for money, power, fame, and fortune, and it is inevitable that they will be crowded. What if you want to get to your destination as quickly as possible?

Clear the way.

Me, am I Zhang Ruolei's obstacle?

Is he the one who kills the Buddha when he encounters the Buddha, kills the demon when he encounters the demon, and dies when he stops me?

I use a hand to support my chin, unconsciously enjoy the scenery along the street, in front of the second ring bridge, there is a city sunshine hotel not far from the bottom of the second ring bridge, the style is luxurious, floor-to-ceiling windows, along the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel designed an ornamental corridor, gardening is a lot of effort, looks quite good, it is said to be the handiwork of a famous gardening master.

In the summer, there are shaded seats, and in the winter, no one wants to sit outside and enjoy the northern street scene while enjoying the food. From my point of view, to be honest, I couldn't see the inside clearly, but I could see the parking lot outside, and the cars looked much the same, and I looked back and didn't have the slightest interest in those tin guys.

The car swept past the city sun, and the speed of the car slowed down inexplicably. I'm weird. The driver was straightforward in revealing the answer for me.

"Mr. Mei, why don't you go down and have a look?"

"Go down and have a look?"

His proposal came too strangely and suddenly.

The speed of the car is slower, and the driver no longer speaks.

He intended to take me down this path?

I looked out suspiciously, how could there be anything suspicious outside? To be down or not to be down? I struggled in my head myself.

"Then you can find a convenient place to park and park for a while."

"Okay."

As soon as the car turned, it flashed and drove into a side road, and then found an old neighborhood, in which the driver hid the body. I hesitated to push the door and get out of the car, but it was already getting dark and the street lights were not yet on.

"You're waiting for me here."

I leaned down and whispered.

He nodded, and I looked at him again, and then I remembered that he was the old lady's driver.

The old lady's driver? He took the initiative to take this road and took the initiative to remind him, was this his original intention, or was someone behind him instructed? If someone instructed me behind it, it must be the old lady, I am about to become his daughter-in-law, what is the purpose of his doing this?

Walking forward, the pedestrians are the same as in the past, three or two pedestrians, the traffic flow is through, and the street scene is as usual. People are in a hurry, their faces and expressions are serious, as if they are thinking about the future and destiny of mankind as they walk.

I looked left and right, but I didn't see anything suspicious. Next to the parking lot of the city sunshine, is there something strange there? His car is not difficult to recognize, and sure enough, it is really inside. So he's eating with people inside? Who? Zhang Fusheng took so much pains to remind himself, and let the driver make such a big detour, there must be something else hidden.

I walked forward step by step, not fast. I don't know if I should push open the door that seems to be close at hand, I don't know if the Zhang Ruolei I saw after pushing open the door will be the Zhang Ruolei I should see, if the situation will make each other unable to get off the stage, this push may be a bow without turning back.

Looking back now, it's still too late. I stopped, the twilight was four, the night was getting darker, and the street lights were starting to turn on, and then they were on. Looking back, the person I'm looking for is the right person that fate arranged for me?

The autumn evening breeze is not gentle, it ruffles my hair, it is tangled in the wind, it flies in all directions, sometimes touching the skin on my face or neck, slightly cool and itchy.

I gazed at the door of the Sunshine Hotel in the city from afar, for a long time and affectionately, and for it, I was an abrupt landscape. If there were diners looking out at this moment, they would have seen me, an inexplicable woman standing in the autumn breeze, and they would quickly turn their heads and ears to each other, guessing what I was trying to do, trying to figure out my thoughts, conceiving my life experiences or stories, and then telling them to their companions vividly.

If --- they all have companions.

If --- Zhang Ruolei noticed this detail. As long as he's not too engaged, he should be able to notice. But who would let him devote himself to that kind of process

degree, ignoring everything around you, turning a blind eye and turning a deaf ear?

Hurricane?

Or --- a woman like a hurricane?

Or did he secretly have something to do with the Hurricane? Zhang Fusheng has heard about it for a long time, and wants me to be the key person to uncover the mystery?

I hate this life, it always makes me choose.

I hate Zhang Fusheng and Zhang Ruolei at the same time, the two big men pushed me out, I still don't know the positioning of my role, I began to be a little unclear about myself, in this seemingly uneventful but thrilling game, who am I?

I let out a long breath, and the wind tore them apart, and they quickly disappeared into the darkness, and no one could discern its form, and no one cared about what it really meant: a sigh unwilling to be at the mercy of fate? Or is it the helplessness of trying to resign yourself to it?

The hotel doorman had been noticing me for a long time, and one of them came up to me with determination.

"Miss, are you eating?"

I looked at him and thought about it.

"Please do me a favor, my car is blocked and I can't get out. I was blocked by a black sedan with a license plate number xxxxxx, he didn't post a contact number, I was hesitant to go in and ask myself, but,"

I shrugged.

"I lied to the security guard in your parking lot that I was going to eat at your place, but I didn't."

(End of chapter)