Madam escaped

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Yeah, maybe I can't justify myself, but at least, I can wipe away tears for her, at least, I can know what else I can do for her, even if it is very small, small, as small as buying a box Her favorite ice cream too!

The time was getting later and later, and I hadn't arrived yet. Finally, I dialed her phone, thinking wildly in the reminder tone, is she angry and didn't answer my call?Or did you say you didn't hear it?Where is it?

The phone was connected when I thought I was about to hang up, and the obviously drunken voice rang:

"Sister Zhou?"

"Well, it's me!" I urgently replied: "Where are you? I want to see you." After saying these words, my heart was full of fire, and I cried secretly: I must agree, and I must not refuse. want to see you.

"where are you?"

"We're almost at the school gate."

"Oh, then you just wait at the door, I'll go over now."

Five minutes later, I drove the car in the parking space at the school gate, opened the door and got off the car, ignoring the cold wind and the eyes of people around me, and walked to a conspicuous bright spot, hoping to let her see me as soon as possible.

In less than 2 minutes, I saw her wearing a large down jacket running out from a distance in the dark night and running straight to me. Her face was flushed after drinking, her forehead was sweating slightly, and she was panting slightly. , looked at me with a smile, hehe laughed twice, took off the coat on his body, put it on my shoulders, and the warmth enveloped me instantly.

She said: "Why do you wear so little? You need style instead of temperature? You are already beautiful enough, you don't need to play with these anymore."

With her jacket off, she was still wearing the same outfit I saw on the show. Looking at her so closely, I couldn't help but notice her thin shoulders under the well-fitting shirt, although it made the clothes look nice and stylish. , but it made me feel sore for a while. After looking around, I asked: "Sit in the car or find a warm place?"

Later we got into the car, let the car start, the temperature slowly rose, and she also slowly became lively, changing the channel on the car radio, smiling drunkenly in the music and various advertisements and road conditions , said in his mouth: "Why are there no intimate talk shows? They are all advertisements and road conditions."

These performances of hers were far beyond my expectations, neither the blame I imagined nor the pain I was worried about. Instead, she was just like my favorite caring little sister, talking casually and doing ordinary things , as if everything that happened on the show never happened.

Is it because she no longer has that kind of emotion for me, or does she take things that I think she cares about very lightly?Or……

"You were drinking at the bar just now," I said as casually as possible, "Who did you drink with? Wouldn't it be bad for you to come here and leave others there?"

She looked up at me, then lowered her head again to select a song, and said, "No one, Lao Liu. She's already drunk, it's fine."

Hearing what she said, I thought they might be drinking in the house she rented, so I said, "Speaking of which, you have been moving out for so long, and I don't know where you have moved. You sister is very unkind, I’ve already been here, so don’t ask me to visit your house, I also want to drink.” Drinking is a trivial matter, but the point is that I want to see where she lives and see if she lives comfortably. There is nowhere I can help.

She chuckled and said, "Unfortunately, I've run out of wine. If you really want to drink, I'll accompany you to have a drink outside. The house hasn't been cleaned up for a long time, and it's quite a mess. I'll invite you someday when I clean it up." you."

Then we didn't speak any more, but let her choose a piece of light music and play it in the car.

The note lights on the screen fluctuate with the music, and my heart fluctuates accordingly. I want to explain to her, apologize, and ask her how she is doing recently?But in front of her intoxicated face with slightly closed eyes, she couldn't open her mouth.

Until she closed her eyes and asked, "Sister Zhou, have you agreed to propose?"

I looked at her, thinking that she might have left without seeing the back, which made me bite my inner lip and hum.

Afterwards, she didn’t say anything, and kept her original posture until the sound of lights-out music sounded in the campus, then she looked at me with shining eyes and said, “Before, you said you wanted to be a free driver and tour guide to take me on a tour.” From Shanghai. I didn’t agree because brother Yao made me angry that time. Now, you have agreed to his marriage proposal, and you have to help pay back what he provoked.”

I looked at her with a smile: "Why?"

"Take the time to show me all over Shanghai. You decide the time, choose a time that is convenient for you, I'm free anytime anyway." She said considerately.

Speaking of it, all the time before going to the United States has already been fully arranged. In addition to the work handover, there are also large and small meetings, and meetings with Yao Jichang's family. Many itineraries are all listed in my mind.Seeing the way she looked at me tenderly and submissively, I couldn't say no, and readily agreed.

"Look where you want to go tonight, I will pick you up tomorrow morning, and play all you want."

She snapped her fingers childishly and said, "Oh yeah, it's a deal, don't go back on your word!"

"Well, it's settled."

Early the next morning, after calling Ling Long at the school gate, I turned off the phone.This is the only request she made before I left. I hope that I can wholeheartedly, and this day belongs to her alone.

When I drove her through the streets of Shanghai, which is known as the Pearl of the Orient, she was silent all the time, just like sitting in my car at this time last year, looking out the window, in silence , let me clearly feel that her cheerful heart was filled with depression and worries at some point.

I hope she can really be happy, so I kept telling her about the famous scenic spots and streets in Shanghai along the way, such as the Convention and Exhibition Center, the World Expo Park, major commercial streets, and specialty snack streets. I introduced to her the places where I ate and played, and the time passed while I continued to introduce them. I almost turned around all the main streets, and she only occasionally nodded or turned around and smiled at me.

Gradually, I seemed to feel the depression in her heart when she said it was just for fun, but she just watched it. Finally, I parked the car in People's Square and suggested to her: "Go for a walk? Here There are a lot of white pigeons, go and see?"

She looked back at me, gentle as water, but said with anticipation: "Take a good walk with me!"

To be honest, I don't really understand what she said. I proposed to go for a walk with her, so why should she propose to go for a walk?Also used 'good' to describe.

When I walked to her side and looked around for the figure of the pigeon, her warm hand held my hanging hand, gently and carefully. When I looked at her in surprise, she stared straight ahead, especially Naturally, she put my hand together with her own into the side pocket of the down jacket, interlocked my fingers lightly there, and then walked forward slowly.