Chapter Thirty-Nine: Really Leave
Dare to call me an adult in front of me, I really don't want to live.
Yang Qingtong's little nose was almost crooked by him, this guy left suddenly without even telling a reason, it was too much!
But it's better to have a letter than not to say anything. But how could I forgive him so easily? Mess around here, and then a butt will leave, what about work? What about beauties? And me? What should I do?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this guy was unreliable, and fortunately I didn't confess to him, otherwise I would have to suffer a lot. Yang Qingtong thought about it, not knowing whether he was angry or happy, in short, he fell asleep in contradictions and entanglements.
After working for three days in a row, Yang Qingtong didn't ask Lin Xiaozhi about it again. No one in the town dared to mention it, after all, the right-hand man of the year suddenly said goodbye, and no one's face was good-looking.
However, Yang Qingtong didn't think about this, and felt that the quiet these days was a bit excessive. Except for being in a daze, there doesn't seem to be anything serious to do. As soon as Lin Xiaozhi leaves, will the troubles disappear?
"Mayor Yang, are you busy?" Director Zhou of the office knocked on the door a few times and saw that there was no response, so he pushed the door open a small crack and poked his head out and asked.
"Come in, why are you cringinge." Yang Qingtong pulled back the three souls and seven spirits that had slipped out, "What's the matter?" ”
"This is a document from my superiors."
"Huh? You say! Yang Qingtong took the information and asked Director Zhou to introduce it. This is a habit she has developed, all the materials are to be seen by herself, and the other is to listen to others.
"Lin Xiaozhi was transferred back to the city a few days ago, and these are supplementary materials. The city's decision is that Lin Xiaozhi is an excellent talent, and he will be reused after assessment. So give us a word of notification. After Director Zhou finished speaking, he carefully observed the young and beautiful female mayor out of the corner of his eye, hoping to see something from her expression.
"Well, I see, let's do the rest of the work." After speaking, Yang Qingtong returned the document to Director Zhou.
didn't see the gossip news, Lao Zhou was a little disappointed. Don't look at him as an office director, in fact, he likes to delve into the minds of various leaders, and he also likes to inquire about some gossip for entertainment or "entertainment".
After Lao Zhou left, Yang Qingtong's serious expression was put down. The body was like a glued skeleton shelf, which suddenly lost its glue, lost its strength, and collapsed on the chair.
He, at last, is gone.
Yang Qingtong came outside, and snowflakes drifted in the sky again. put the already cold heart in a layer of silver.
Why is this winter so long? Why does it always snow in such a long winter? Is it just to soothe my wounded heart?
She took out her mobile phone and flipped to Lin Xiaozhi's phone, but her hand stayed on it for a long time, and finally it didn't fall.
It's better that guy is gone, she can live her life well. There are no tangled chains, no stinging of contradictions, and no imminent falsehood, everything returns to zero point.
You can do it all over again!
Snow, one piece, one piece, one piece.
It is so soft to step on, like a white carpet, which makes people feel a trace of joy. Yang Qingtong lowered his head, turned in circles in the snow step by step, and danced, as if he had returned to his childhood all of a sudden. It seems like it hasn't happened in a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but she was tired of playing, and when she looked up, it was already dark, and there were no pedestrians on the road. She was the only one standing in front of the hotel.
How am I standing here?
Is it because subconsciously I am still thinking about him, or is it because this is the kind of invisible thread arranged by fate?