Shut the door.

When she walked all the way back just now, she was so nervous that her hands were shaking, and she was really afraid that she would not be able to hold it steadily, and the glass would fall to the ground.

Jiang Cha Cha covered the quilt and buried her head in it, the world of vision turned black, but her heart was still beating wildly, banging, and she felt like she was about to jump out of her chest.

She recalled the two minutes just now, and whether something had gone wrong.

She didn't turn her face sideways or show her face, at most he saw a little side face on the bridge of her nose, and besides, the living room didn't turn on the light, the black light was blind, and if she could see what she could see, she would lose.

She didn't show her face, she was safe for the time being, and then she just had to think about how to leave behind his back.

It was like the first sleepless night she wore into the game.

She misses her mom and dad, and she misses the little flower cat she raised.

Jiang Cha Cha fell asleep on her side, she clenched her hands and curled up even more.

The sound of water came from the presidential room next door.

It seems to be the sound of a shower.

She frowned, hadn't he already taken a bath?

She couldn't sleep during the long night, she leaned her head on the pillow, lay on her side, and listened quietly to the sound of the water.

Merely......

This water has been sounding for too long, right?

How did he wash for that long? What the hell is he doing?

The sound of the water kept making her unable to sleep, so she simply covered her ears with a pillow.

She was sleepy, but her nerves were tense, and she moved her head and buried her exposed eyes in the bed.

She kept her eyes open, not knowing how much time had passed, before finally her consciousness gradually dimmed.

Before falling asleep, faintly, she seemed to smell a faint smell of smoke from her hair or nightdress, and she didn't know when it was on her.

Do you smell the smoke on Huaizhi's body......

The consciousness became more chaotic, the eyelids increased, and Jiang Cha finally closed his eyes.

A cloud of smoke seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and then the smoke quickly dissolved, turning into Wen Huaizhi's face.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and she slowly fell asleep.

Ginger Cha Cha was woken up by an alarm clock at five in the morning.

This is the alarm clock she set last night.

As soon as she heard the ringtone of the mobile phone's underworld, Jiang Chacha rarely didn't press it this time and continued to lie in bed, as soon as her consciousness was awake, thinking of what happened last night, she jumped up from the bed directly as if she was possessed by a ghost.

She quickly changed back into her clothes, put on her shoes, didn't even wash up, put on a hat and mask, sneakily pushed open the door, quickly ran to the living room to pick up her bag, and then opened the door and rushed out.

She moved as fast as if a ghost was catching her behind her.

It didn't rain outside.

In fact, in the middle of the night, it has long been rainless, and the typhoon deviates and does not pass here, but there will still be light to moderate rain in some parts of the city.

The drainage system in the urban area is good, so it doesn't affect traffic.

Jiang Chacha quickly got in the car, got in the car, and looked at the high-end hotel in the rearview mirror that was gradually getting more and more away from her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's been a long time since I returned to Qiuhuating.

Because she had to go to class, Jiang Chacha hurried up to wash, put on makeup, and change into a uniform, so busy that she didn't even have time to eat.

I finally stayed up until noon, and after eating, I still didn't feel full.

Before coming to the student union, Jiang Chacha went to the supermarket to buy two rice balls.

After sitting in the president's office, she couldn't wait, so she directly opened the transparent bag and bit it.

It's a seaweed rice ball with meat floss and ham, and it's topped with sesame seeds.

It's delicious!

When Wen Huaizhi pushed open the door and walked in, he walked to the desk and saw Jiang Chacha like a squirrel stealing food, holding seaweed rice balls in his hand, and his cheeks were bulging because they were stuffed.

There was still a grain of rice stuck to her mouth, probably because she was enjoying the delicious food, so the person also looked dumbfounded, and winked at him defenselessly.

If someone else sees it, they might think it's cute.

But when Wen Huaizhi is here, it is all attributed to the fact that he seems to have "no IQ".

He glanced at her coldly, and the man pulled out his chair and sat down.

Jiang Chacha took another bite of the rice ball and gave him a strange look.

Wen Huaizhi's perfectionism, he especially cares about his president's personality, whether he hates her or not, he plays with her on the spot, and he is false and wronged. He usually greeted her with a smile when he entered the office, although he gave her goosebumps every time.

But.

Isn't he a little too perfunctory today?

Why, such a self-disciplined president, will there be times when he wants to spend a bad day?

She continued to secretly observe him.

His state today is completely wrong. There was no gentle smile on his face that he was used to on weekdays, and he just had a gloomy face, as if to tell everyone that he was in a bad mood today.

No wonder when she entered the student union just now, as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Minister Zhang came over and whispered to remind her that the president was not in a beautiful mood today, and told her not to mess with him.

She finally knew why Minister Zhang's expression was so uneasy at that time......

Wen Huaizhi sat opposite her with a gloomy face, and she was also afraid!!

Although she usually likes to target him, today's Jiang Chacha is very knowledgeable about current affairs, she eats her rice balls calmly, and will definitely not provoke today's noble elder.

Whenever she saw her face, she would remember what had happened yesterday, and then her heart would be so weak that she didn't dare to look at him.

Wen Huaizhi was upset, so he had to use work to numb himself.

He dealt with one thing after another with a blank face.

However, there are always certain strange noises in the office.

The sound of her opening the bottle, drinking water, putting it down, and the sound of her rubbing the plastic bag and throwing it into the trash.

Immediately after that, the sound of the transparent wrapper rubbing again.

Wen Huaizhi felt that his patience had been exhausted to the extreme. He squeezed the hand of the pen for a moment, then slowly raised his head and smiled at her, and his voice was slow and very intonal, "Vice President." ”

"Can you please be quiet?"

He almost said directly that the quintessence of the country was "rolling".

Look, this scholar, even if he is very angry, he has to make them say the word "please".

Jiang Cha Cha looked at him.

Although he was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes, his eyebrows were full of anger, and he refused to give even a little false tenderness.

This kind of hearing is really frightening.

Jiang Cha Cha was stunned, and she quickly clarified herself: "I'm already very quiet......"

"Then I'll be a little quieter......"

Wen Huaizhi's eyes were cold, and when she didn't want to talk nonsense to her again, she saw her cautiously stretching out her hand, and there was a rice ball with a little unpacked bag lying quietly in her hand.

She looked at the rice ball with a very painful expression, and finally gritted her teeth and pretended to be generous: "President, this rice ball is delicious, in order to express my apology, this rice ball will be given to you!" ”

“……”

Wen Huaizhi glanced at it, his attitude was very bad, and he refused to be a thousand miles away, "No." ”

Then he saw that Jiang Chacha's face had a happy expression in the next second, and he was even more silent.

He ignored her and went back to work.

As the president, who had always been gentle and considerate, became very abnormal, the whole student council was worried and wondered if something was going on in his family.

When the student council members came over to ask, his gloomy face eased a little, and he evoked a faint smile, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

After school, he didn't stay long in the student union and went straight home in a private car.

He was sitting in the car, his shirt buttoned meticulously, when he stretched out his thin and slender fingers and unbuttoned the first dark gold button of his shirt.

Even so, he was so annoyed that he still felt breathless.

When I returned home, I explained my homework to my mother for today, and then had dinner with my mother, and then Wen Huaizhi returned to the bedroom and stayed alone.

His bedroom is clean and clean, and he usually takes care of it by himself without the hands of others.

Even when his mother wanted to enter his bedroom, she had to think twice, because she knew that he had a serious cleanliness habit and was afraid that it would affect his mood.

There was no one around, and when it was quiet, he remembered what had happened in the morning.

He got up early and personally selected breakfast for her.

But after waiting for a long time, before her figure appeared, he noticed that something was wrong, so he walked to her room, bent his fingers, knocked on the door with his finger bones, and asked, "Teacher?" ”

No one responded.

His fingers paused for a moment, the corners of his smiling mouth drooping, then straightened, and he reached out and pushed the door open.

Sure enough, it was not locked, it was empty, and there was no one.

The bed was clean and tidy, there were not even creases left by someone sleeping on the sheets, and it was so quiet that it was as if no one had lived in it.

After the typhoon, the air is humid and refreshing.

If it weren't for the fact that she sent him a text message to leave first after she left, if it weren't for the fact that there was still standing water on the ground outside, and the glass window was wet rain, Wen Huaizhi might have felt that the soft and light figure last night was just a dream.

He walked to the closet, one shirt after another was pushed away, and in the corner, a delicate lace nightdress was hanging quietly, and the thin white suspenders hung on the hanger, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but think of her cold white and delicate shoulders.

He reached out and touched it.

The residual temperature is gone, and the faint fragrance of its owner still remains on the skirt.

Unfortunately, the fragrance will not last long, and in another day or two, it may fade completely.

Smell is sometimes more impressive than sight.

When you smell a scent, it will magically awaken the relevant memories, you can clearly recall the gentle fine lines that smiled at the corners of her eyes at that time, think of her white and pink slender fingers, think of her eyes when she looks at you, and the scene at that time is reproduced one by one, this is the Proust effect.

And he remembered that last night, the world was silent, the raindrops on the leaves were dripping, the cold moonlight was shining into the living room, and he glimpsed the art-like curves of his body under the white sundress.