Letong is so excited by Ji Rui's actions that she seems to have lost her soul. In a trance, she cleans up the table and walks out of Ji's door with a backpack on her back.
After Ji came out, Letong didn't go home. Instead, she took several buses and finally got on the bus to the cemetery.
Mother Le's tomb is on the top of the hill. Standing here, you can see a panoramic view of r city. The price here is more expensive than that on the hillside. For Letong, it's not a small sum of money, but she insists on buying it because she wants her mother to see better scenery.
This season, inside the cemetery is very cold, only the wind blowing around the dead branches issued a rustling sound, Letong sat in front of her mother's tombstone, silent.
She sat quietly, motionless, staring blankly at the boundless sky ahead.
From the warm sun in the sky to the sunset, apart from looking at her mother with a smile on the tombstone, only the shadow cast on the ground, from a small point into a slender shadow, has been accompanying her.
I thought that those things can fade, forget and even disappear with the passage of time.
But it turns out that those things, such as the red and blue tattooed on the back, will penetrate into the skin over time, and gradually erode the original skin color. Although she can't see it, it has been branded on her back until she grows old and dies
"Mom..."
Yue Tong murmurs and calls. Her white fingertips caress her mother's face which is red in the sunset.
The mother in the photo looks at her with smiling eyes.
Letong puts her face close to her mother's face and kisses her face. It's clear that it's a face with a happy smile. The touch of her lips is cold and stiff, which makes people want to cry.
Letong's head is against the tombstone, and her delicate shoulders are shaking gently.
Small suppressed sobs, mixed in the whirring wind and rustling sound, blowing away, floating away.
Letong choked all day's sadness, and finally, in front of her mother's screen, she slowly let it out.
……
The next day, Letong didn't return to Ji, but she went out early in the morning.
The third day, she is still an early door, but she, still, did not return to Ji.
The fourth day
The fifth day
Ji Rui glances at the calendar standing on the table. Today is the time for her to return to Ji. The five days she said have all passed.
He came here very early today, more than half an hour earlier than working hours. The reason is that he got up early today. However, it is not accurate to say that he got up early, because he didn't sleep all night last night.
He didn't know how Letong could be so calm. He said it was five days, but he didn't show his face for five days. Moreover, there was no news at all. For five nights in a row, Ji Baobao cried to him that his sister was gone and his mobile phone was turned off.
Ji Rui had to cheat him, sister went on a business trip, business trip place, the phone can't get through.
So he was scolded by Ji Baobao for five days.
Ji Rui picked up the spout and carelessly sprinkled water on the two cactus.
Ji Rui finished sprinkling water, thinking that Letong would occasionally move the cactus to the tea table in the reception hall to bask in the sun, he got up and put the cactus on the tea table.
She should, would she?
Originally, when Ji Rui wrote down the check and contract, she was very confident that she would be happy to accept the deal.
But her reaction that day made him uncertain.
As time goes by, his heart becomes more and more uneasy.
This is Ji Rui's most miserable days since he was 30 years old.
In fact, in his 30 years of life, he has never been smooth sailing. He has even experienced more disasters than most people have experienced in their lives.
But Mingming, who has gone through so many storms and waves and never tried to lose sleep in his life and death, has been sleeping and eating for five days for his little secretary and waiting for an unknown result!
"Daddy, when will my sister come back?"
This question, the baby son every day to ask several times. Every time the baby asks, Ji Rui has the impulse to call Letong and ask, "have you thought about it?"
But he has always been used to being superior. Let alone that the baby has told him that Letong's mobile phone is off, even if it's futile to call, even if the other person's mobile phone is on, he can't save face to ask such a question.
Of course, he would never admit that he would be upset because of a little secretary.
Ji Rui puts the cactus on the tea table, walks straight up to the window, and meditates on the clear sky outside the window. People who work against the clock as soon as they get back to the office seem to have nothing to do and stand in front of the window to see the scenery.
Ji Rui stares at the sky for a while. He raises his wrist and looks at the time. It's 15 minutes before work. At this point, his little secretary should have come back. In another 10 minutes, his cup of fragrant coffee will be brought in by his little secretary
Five minutes to work.
Ji Rui sits on the chair, opens the document on the table and pretends to be very busy. In fact, he doesn't read a word in the document.
He listened attentively to the sound inside and outside the office. Five minutes, four minutes, three minutes... It was getting closer and closer to work. The cup of coffee he was looking forward to, and the man, never came in.
When the pointer points to the working time, Ji Rui finally can't help but pick up the phone and press the inside line.
The phone rang for a long time. Across the wall, Ji Rui could vaguely hear the ringing of the phone outside. In the microphone, there was also an irritating waiting sound of "Du, Du, Du". The double sound finally turned into a heavy hammer, beating Ji Rui's heart one by one.
Ji Rui holds the microphone in one hand, curls his fingers in the other hand, and beats on the table without rhythm. With the delay of the bell, his two thick eyebrows gradually twist into a ball.
The telephone on the Secretary's desk is always ringing. Even if she is in the tea room, she should be able to hear it clearly.
The bell outside finally stopped, and the waiting tone in his microphone turned into a hasty busy tone.
Ji Rui locked his eyebrows and stared at the microphone for three or two seconds. When he was hesitating whether he wanted to get up and go out to have a look or continue to dial the inside line, there was a knock at the door.
Ji Rui brows stretch, immediately put down the microphone, sit upright, re open the file, clear voice, should be way.
"Come in!"
[it's two shifts away. A lovely mushroom says that she doesn't love bamboo any more... Ouch, bamboo is so cool in her heart. Can you cry? Wuwu, coding is a technical work. You can't code it if you want to... Pull the clothes and ask the beauties not to abandon me...]