Chapter Thirty-Seven: Farewell
As soon as I walked into the office building, I was greeted by Director Zhou, who came to the office.
"Director Zhou, you go and call Lin Xiaozhi to my office." Yang Qingtong said coldly.
"Mayor Yang, Deputy Director Lin just called to ask for leave."
"What? Taken on leave? Isn't his cold healing? Or did you eat too much of yesterday's love lunch? Yang Qingtong felt that the iron sand palm that he had prepared seemed to be hit in the air, with no effect and no object to vent, it was really an uncomfortable feeling.
A whole day has passed, and there is no news of Lin Xiaozhi. I took a leave of absence today for what just happened yesterday, and it's hard to say that it has nothing to do with me. Forget it, don't think about it too much, wait until you go home in the evening and ask your mother, maybe she can know some information from Xiaoyue's mouth.
A long day corroded Yang Qingtong's heart, but fortunately, there hasn't been much work recently, and there are few things reported at the bottom, especially An Jie's gang got cheap yesterday and didn't come to trouble him again today.
Suddenly, the world fell silent, and it felt like the cramped office was empty. Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.
"Hello? Mom, what's the matter? How to call at this time? ”
"Xiao Zhi is leaving."
The few short words on the other side of the phone were like a muffled thunder hammering into his chest.
"What's going on?"
"Xiaoyue didn't come today, I called her to ask her, and she told me that Lin Xiaozhi was leaving the town, so I called you and asked, what the hell is going on."
She put down the phone and didn't care about everything, and ran out like the wind.
By the time she reached the hotel, the door was locked.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”
No matter how hard you slapped it, no one answered. The owner of the inn heard a knock on the door upstairs like a drum and hurried up.
"Mayor Yang, are you looking for Xiaozhi?" The boss is a woman in her forties, with a slightly rich physique.
"Yes, he's on leave today, I'll take a look." Yang Qingtong also realized that his behavior just now was a little impulsive.
"He left the room before leaving."
"What? Let's go? When? Yang Qingtong's eyes were rounder than a cat's eyes.
"Not long after leaving, he took everything from the line." The boss had a disappointed look on his face, after all, it was a loss to go for a long-term meal ticket, and it was not easy to find such a tenant in this small town.
"Which direction is he going? Is it a taxi? ”
"I didn't take a taxi, I carried a bag and a suitcase on my back and headed to the east end of the town."
Yang Qingtong didn't talk nonsense, turned around and rushed down the stairs and ran out of the town.
The setting sun lazily swayed its round body on the western horizon, turning back nostalgically, dragging the footsteps of every pedestrian on the road. To the east of the town, there is a straight road, and the peach trees planted on both sides have withered.
When Yang Qingtong came to the east of the town in a huff, he saw a familiar back in front of him, a heavy box, walking lonely under the golden sunlight.
Out of town, there is the bus stop. As long as he gets in the car, I'm afraid I don't know when we will be able to meet. Yang Qingtong's heart surged with indescribable discomfort and reluctance. Those vinegar and friction were all impacted without a trace at this moment. Only then did she know that the feeling of being ready to move was like.
She can't let him go, she wants to keep him, she wants him to know that she has him in her heart.
"Xiao Zhi - Wait a minute"