Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Terrible Dream
Xing Fei tried not to be angry, Qi Haoting looked at her with ill-intentioned eyes from time to time from the time she got into the car, and Xing Fei silently pulled her coat tighter.
"Why are you still wearing this coat now, what can't we see?" Qi Haoting noticed her movements and laughed evilly and teased.
Xing Fei didn't have time to change her clothes back when Qi Haoting came to pick her up, looking down and touching her coat, she actually didn't smell any smell on her clothes at all, so thinking that no one was smoking in the house at that time, maybe he pursued perfection in everything.
"Anyway, what are you doing there today, you really want to find a chance to get close to him? But you can't do that. ”
Xing Fei told him the reason, and Qi Haoting nodded suddenly in understanding, "So you plan to hand over this material?" ”
"Of course not, when the Ji Group does not collapse, it is our company that makes a big joke." Her voice was also plaintive.
Qi Haoting's original informality gradually became serious, "Have you ever thought about your future ending?" ”
Speaking of this topic, Xing Fei sighed, leaned back on the back of the chair weakly, and looked ahead with his eyes blankly.
"We just don't end up, he has a girlfriend, what else can I do."
Qi Haoting had nothing to say, and he didn't ask anymore, so he simply changed the topic. "You still owe me that meal last time, I think today is a good time, why don't you pay it back?"
Xing Fei remembered the voice she heard in Yan Yuan's car in a hurry last time, "Then drive to the supermarket over there." ”
Xing Fei pushed the cart to pick in the vegetable area, Qi Haoting put the snacks he took into the car, Xing Fei didn't care about him, picked up the cabbage and selected.
"No celery, no red cabbage, no carrots, no lettuce, I'm right?" Qi Haoting clasped his hands to his chest and looked at her and blurted out.
Xing Fei picked out a cabbage and looked up at him, "Don't you also don't want rape and mushrooms." ”
Qi Haoting nodded and pushed the cart with satisfaction, "This trick is good, but I'm at least lighter than you picky eater, why don't you like to eat so much." ”
Xing Fei handed the cabbage to the salesman on the side to weigh it, and replied to him, "It's not that I don't like to eat it, but I'm used to it." ”
What kind of strange habit is this, Qi Haoting wondered, Xing Fei took back the cabbage with a good price, and he quickly took it, so he didn't bother with this problem anymore.
After settling the account, Qi Haoting put the ingredients in the back seat, got up after closing the door, and always felt that someone was sneaking to pat him, and he looked around and found no trace, and he had doubts in his heart to get into the car.
The two went to Xing Fei's house, Xing Fei cleaned up and went into the kitchen to cook, and Qi Haoting sat on the sofa and watched TV bored.
But there was always a dark shadow that avoided, and he couldn't rest assured and made a phone call.
"Recently, pay more attention to whether there are people around Xing Fei who are following her."
It didn't take long for Xing Fei to call him in the kitchen to serve food, and he hung up the phone and got up.
"It's about to be the New Year, how do you plan to spend it this year?" Qi Haoting asked while eating the food.
Xing Fei responded casually: "Go see my dad first, and then come back and stay by yourself."
"How many years is it?"
Xing Fei picked up a piece of beef, "16 years." ”
Qi Haoting saw that Xing Fei's face did not have any change in expression, as if they were only talking about what the weather was like today.
Dinner ended in their occasional conversation, and Xing Fei rejected Qi Haoting's suggestion to help clean up the table, and sent him out of the house in a hurry.
Xing Fei wrapped the leftovers in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator, brushed out the other dishes and chopsticks in the sink, wiped the table, and turned off the kitchen lights when everything was cleaned up.
After washing, she lay down on the bed and looked at the time, eleven twenty, it seemed that she had a very fulfilling day, and she liked this phenomenon of being so sufficient that she did not have time to think about it.
She is always afraid, afraid that the air is too quiet, afraid that the light is too dark, afraid that she is idle alone and does not know what to do.
Staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, it turned out that sixteen years had passed since her painful days, how terrible, sixteen years, she had survived.
Slowly, her eyelids were a little heavy, and she slowly fell asleep.
The country road was too dark, only the faint lights on the side of the road, and she sat in the bumpy car, humming a nursery rhyme quietly.
"Our Fei Fei sings so well, is it okay to be a singer in the future." A deep old voice came from the driver's seat.
It was Xing Fei's father, who smiled and praised Xing Fei for singing well.
Xing Fei was very happy to be praised, and the timidity that had been caused by the road being too dark disappeared, and her voice gradually became louder.
The picture turned to her lying under the passenger seat, trying to curl up, her body trembling constantly, and her eyes secretly looking out.
The screams, the cursing, the begging for mercy, all fell silent with a scream.
"After the court's judgment, the defendant was sentenced to life imprisonment, effective immediately."
She sat on the viewing platform, nestled in her mother's arms and cried loudly, her father was pressed down, and when he left, he met her eyes, still smiling gently, and said with his mouth: "Don't be afraid."
"Don't!" Xing Fei sat up suddenly, her body was soaked with sweat, she gasped for breath, and she hadn't recovered from her dream.
The dream was always around her like a spell, and perhaps it was the memories that brought back her before she went to bed last night that caused her to experience the pain again.
She grabbed her hair in annoyance and looked at the alarm clock, it was still early, but since she couldn't sleep anymore, she no longer forced herself to sleep.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and she is afraid of the cold, so now she wears more, and she specially puts on a thick scarf before going out.
The company has enough heating, and the house has been warm, but the employees have no time to feel this warmth, and they are busy for the requirements issued by their superiors.
At the end of the year, the press and public relations team has a larger workload, and the company is busy running interviews everywhere, and this year the company has a new plan, in order to understand the needs of the public, it will develop lottery activities on various electronic software to give back to users.
Because different software applications are of different age groups, people's needs are naturally different, and the news team needs to go out to conduct questionnaires and run to different professional positions in Jiangcheng.
After Xing Fei came to the company, it was completely different from what she expected, the general manager didn't ask her to go to the office, let alone the materials she was going to take last night, but this is also what she was thankful for, because she had already emptied all the pictures she took last night.
At this moment, all the staff of the department were called to the conference room and waited for the assignment of tasks. No one knows where they will be distributed, and it is what everyone hopes to be able to go to a high-end and comfortable environment, and Xing Fei is the same, she has nothing else to ask for, just go to a warm room.
"Xing Fei!" When the general manager called her name, Xing Fei immediately stood up and waited nervously for her location.
The general manager glanced at Xing Fei, "Chicken farm on the outskirts of the city." After speaking, he put the questionnaire on the table and waited for Xing Fei to pick it up.
Xing Fei suspected that she was having auditory hallucinations, if it weren't for Wang Ying beside her to remind her, she really didn't want to get it.
In the end, she still took the documents back amid everyone's ridicule, and she looked through the questionnaire sullenly, does the chicken farm also need to give back this year? I think the only thing I can give back is a few bags of feed.
The general manager thinks that his distribution is very correct, and reveals his treatment of Xing Fei to his superiors another day, and maybe he can be rewarded.