novelraw Chapter 270 Pain (3)
Chapter 270 Pain (3)
Chapter 270 Pain (3)
Linda asked again worriedly, "President, why don't you take a few days off from work tomorrow and go for some physical therapy?"
He Ziqian shook his head and rejected her proposal.
"If there is nothing else, you can go out." He said, with a tired look on his face.
Linda bowed respectfully and walked out.In the huge office, He Ziqian was the only one left.
He lit a Yellow Crane Tower, walked to the window, looked at the flying snowflakes, and took a deep breath.
The days passed so slowly, so slowly, after leaving her, only a month passed.
Every day, every minute, every second, he was desperately suppressing himself not to see her, not to see her... He suppressed it so hard, so hard, he didn't know how long he could last.
How is she now?It's snowing outside and the weather will be very cold. Will she remember to wear gloves and a scarf?
Her memory is not very good, and she often forgets everything. When she was with him before, she often forgot to wear gloves.
At this time, she would look at him pitifully, "Brother Ziqian, I forgot to wear gloves."
He would give her an impatient look, "If you don't wear it, you'll be freezing!"
But she pretended to be pitiful one second, and revealed her savage nature in the next second, "I don't want to! I don't want to! I want to put my hand in your pocket!"
As she said that, she would rub against his side, cling to his body, and savagely insert her hand into his coat pocket.
At that time, he hated her and had nothing to do with her, so he could only endure her wanton behavior again and again.
Because, if he disagrees, she will try her best to sue her mother.
Until now, he would still think of the expression on her face when she was making a small report.
He pursed his thin lips, gave a low laugh, put out the cigarette butt, put on his coat, and walked out.
Didn't you make up your mind not to want her?What's up today?
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He Ziqian went to the living room, didn't have much appetite, just drank some porridge, and got into the car.
The car merged into the night, and he leaned tiredly on the seat, rubbing the center of his brows while looking out the window at night.
Through the car window, he saw the head of Santa Claus on the windows of many businesses.
In front of some stores, there are colorful and shining Christmas trees, which look very beautiful.
He murmured, "The days go by fast enough, it's almost Christmas..."
Xie Zhen smiled softly, turned his head and said to He Ziqian, "Yes, master, after Christmas, it will be New Year's Day."
He Ziqian didn't speak, his eyes suddenly darkened when he looked out of the window.
"Xie Zhen, stop for a moment." He ordered suddenly.
Xie Zhen stopped the car with a "chi" and asked, "Master, what's the matter? Is there something wrong?"
However, He Ziqian did not reply to her, his deep eyes were looking out of the car window without blinking.
Xie Zhen followed his gaze, and through the dim light, he saw two familiar figures, a man and a woman.
The girl was wearing a half-worn grass-green overcoat, and she was wearing tall white snow boots. The loose clothes and shoes only set off her emaciated body, as if a gust of northwestern wind would blow her away. blow her away.
At this moment, she was unpacking a beautifully packaged cardboard box. It seemed to be extremely cold. She was stamping her feet while unpacking the box.
Xie Zhen saw that she was not wearing gloves, and her ten fingers were exposed like onion roots. The white color was particularly dazzling in the night.
The box was very long, wrapped in a layer of pink wrapping paper, and pasted with a bow.
(Welcome to click Remembrance's stand-in bride: President, let's get a divorce)
(End of this chapter)