159 nights
Zhao Pingjin slowly opened his eyes and looked out through the car window, and he didn't know when it was drizzling, just like the scene that night.
At that time, Xu He and him were not lovers, he could only be regarded as her benefactor.
She squatted on the side of the road and waited for him to come back, just to tell him that she would never be a junior.
At this time, Xu He, just like that night, was squatting on the side of the road, hugging her knees, and there was a thermos lunch box beside her.
Seeing his car coming, she immediately picked up the lunch box and put it on her chest and stood up.
The headlights cut through the thin rain, stained with a layer of fog, but her eyes were so bright.
"Mr. Zhao, do you want to park?"
Zhao Pingjin slowly retracted his gaze, he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows: "Don't stop, let's go in." ”
"Uncle Zhao...... She's stalking you. Qiao Feifei burped, she took out the wallet from her bag, opened it casually, grabbed a few banknotes, and leaned on Zhao Pingjin's arms: "Uncle Zhao, I'll help you send her, okay?" ”
Zhao Pingjin did not stop him.
Xu He saw that his car began to slow down, and then in the next moment, a thin white woman's arm poked out of the half-open window.
As the car passed her, the woman spread her hand, and several pink bills flew in the wind, almost hitting her in the face.
She even heard the woman's coquettish voice.
Then, the speed of the car increased again, drove through the gatekeeper, and completely disappeared from her sight.
Xu He stood in the rain, and the thermos box he was carrying fell to the ground at some point.
The stewed chicken broth, which is full of color and flavor, is sprinkled in muddy water and meanders into the underground sewage.
She thought, she had been staring at the chicken soup for an afternoon seriously, and if Sister Li knew, she would have patted her thigh and said that it was too wasteful.
It was a night in late August, and it had been raining for a long, long time.
Zheng Fan later heard that Xu He was standing in the rain until three o'clock in the morning.
And that night, the light in Zhao Pingjin's room was also on all night.
Whether he and Qiao Feifei did it or not, Zheng Fan didn't dare to ask, nor did he dare to speculate.
It's just that when she sent Qiao Feifei back the next day, the eldest lady didn't look very happy.
……
She never saw Zhao Pingjin again.
His phone can still be reached, but no one answers, and Zheng Fan's is no different.
She had been to the Lufeng Mansion, but never saw his car come back.
Her other house, she doesn't know where it is, Kyoto is so big, it's easy for a person who doesn't want you to find him.
Xu He thought that he suddenly came to the apartment to make breakfast for her that morning, and she said to him, you must not disappear silently, even if you want to separate in the future, you must make it clear to me and say goodbye well.
He didn't promise her at that time, Xu He thought, maybe at that time, he had already made this preparation.
Zheng Fan stood outside the office and looked at the department manager who came out dejectedly, this was the Nth subordinate who had touched a gray nose this morning.
When Shen Du came, it was almost noon.
He asked Zheng Fan: "Has Brother Jin eaten?" ”
Zheng Fan shook his head, and Shen Du frowned, "I'll go in and take a look." ”
The moment he pushed the door, he asked Zheng Fan again: "Is Xu He still calling?" ”
Zheng Fan nodded, and shook his head again: "I haven't called again since yesterday." ”
Shen Du nodded, didn't say anything, and pushed open the door of the office.
"Brother Jin, your father already knows about your private cooperation with the Qiao family, and I heard that he also dropped something in the study."
Shen Du was a little worried: "Brother Jin, will it be a little rushed?" ”
Zhao Zhiyong is not yet 60 years old, he has always been strong, real power in his hands, at least ten years, if he does not let go of power, Zhao Pingjin will not want to take the position.
After all, his foundation is too weak now.
Zhao Pingjin's plans and plans were only told to Shen Du alone, and he trusted him the most.
And Shen Du, as he thought, unconditionally supported all his decisions.
Zhao Pingjin slowly raised a pair of bloodshot eyes, he looked at Shen Du, in the depths of those eyes, under the treacherous clouds, there was a bloodthirsty color: "Adu, you let me endure it any longer, how long, ten years?" My mother didn't know if she would survive until that time, and I didn't know if I had long since been worn out without the slightest sharpness and blood. ”
"Auntie's body...... Is it already that bad? ”
A look of pain appeared on Shen Du's face: "How could it be, haven't you been carefully recuperating all these years......"
Zhao Pingjin hung his head and rested his hands on the table: "Adu, I have some suspicions that there is something wrong with the medicine that my mother takes every day." ”
"Brother Jin!" Shen Du was shocked.
Mrs. Zhao doesn't ask about the world, and Zhao Zhiyong has no reason to poison her.
"Adu, I want you to help me check the matter of that woman again, I feel very uneasy, I want to confirm that she and her evil seed are really dead and turned to ashes......"
After all, back then, all this was just heard, but Zhao Zhiyong's reaction at that time was fierce and real, and his sideburns turned gray almost overnight, so no one doubted it.
Shen Du only felt his heart pounding, "Okay, Brother Jin, don't worry, I will definitely find out clearly, and I will leave this matter to me." ”
Zhao Pingjin nodded slowly: "You go and get busy, I want to be alone for a while." ”
Shen Du wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything, and he left the office in silence.
Zhao Pingjin sat alone for a while, smoked a few cigarettes, he picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, the last time Xu He sent him WeChat was in the early hours of yesterday morning.
She said:
Zhao Pingjin, I just want a reasonable reason, just like when you were together, you asked me to give you a reason to convince you, and now, please give me a reason to convince me.