Good day and beautiful scenery

Chapter 27, Indifference

He bit me, but I'm still happy.

He was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, and he still stared at him in disbelief.His hands kneading my ears slowed down, and his eyes fell softly on my face.The eyes met for a moment, it seemed that the wind outside had stopped, the rain had stopped, and there was no other sound in this world.

Happiness is like a fragrance sprinkled in the air, teasing people's nerves with malicious intentions.I looked at Shen Yan with a smile, unexpectedly stretched my arms around his neck, raised my body and pecked on the tip of his nose.

"Xiao Jing, do you know what you are doing?" Shen Yan half-closed her eyes and smiled like a fox. When she was talking, she turned over and pressed me under him.

I smiled and shook my head: "I only know that if you dare to play that trick on me, I will be blamed for stewing your adulterers in a pot."

At first Shen Yan was taken aback.Although the smile on his face was still there, the flash in his eyes did not escape my eyes.Just this fleeting change made my heart pull together involuntarily.

I stretched out my hand to push him away from me, sat up myself, lowered my head to adjust the crumpled clothes on my body, and smiled as if there was nothing, and said, "Are you so unconfident?"

Shen Yan didn't speak, but suddenly cupped my face and kissed me regardless.He was angry, completely ignoring my resistance, squeezing into my mouth arbitrarily, messing around wantonly.

"Xiao Jing," both of them were obviously out of breath, thanks to him being able to distract, the deep voice was mixed with obvious passion, desire, resentment and grievance, "There will be no such day. Believe me, if there is really me Kill that person first, then myself."

How long ago was that?Who remembers.

Zhou Yue and Shen Yan, I don't know how to kill either of them. I don't want to do it, and I really don't think it's necessary.After all, no matter who I kill, it won't change the situation today.

It's just that when I suddenly think of these things, I can't help feeling a little bit embarrassed, and then I hate myself again.I shouldn't be tempted to guess who is smoking outside the door just because of someone else's words.Or maybe it wasn't Shen Yan, but someone accidentally left it behind.Of course, I shouldn't be like a crazy person, as long as there is a slight sound at the door, the hairs all over my body will stand up uncontrollably.

However, when the door was opened, there was not even a ghost outside.

Since the last time I talked about it, my mother called me much more frequently, and she was unscrupulous.This time it was still early in the morning, and I curled up in the quilt lazily when the phone rang.

My mother asked me angrily on the other end if I would go back to eat.I was taken aback and didn't know what was going on.go home?I haven't been back to that home for a long time, but my mother said it as if I just went back yesterday.

I faltered: "Don't go back, there are still things in the company."

"I bought a lot of vegetables. Do you know what day it is?" My mother was very excited, "It's rare for your dad to go to the vegetable market with me today. I took the opportunity and bought a lot of bags."

I really don't remember what day it is.After being alone for a long time, it is good to be able to remember the day of the week, so I don't care about those solar terms.My mother sighed exaggeratedly, saying that I would not remember without thinking about it, and said with emotion that the New Year is also a year, and many places would rather celebrate the New Year.

Listening to my mother nagging and counting the dishes she is cooking, although I can't eat, I feel warm in my heart.Especially when my mother asked my dad what to ask from time to time, my dad didn't sound very impatient, but he answered everything one by one.

In a trance, I thought I had gone home and was with them.

Before hanging up the phone, my mother suddenly said: "It's been so many years, let's talk to your dad too."

My scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and I subconsciously sat up holding the quilt, a layer of cold sweat slowly forming on my palms.I have always been afraid of my dad, very scared, even though it was more than a hundred kilometers away, I just heard his deep breathing through the phone.

For a while, none of us spoke. It was inevitable that my dad would not say anything. He wanted to save face so much that he would not admit defeat first, but I was in a state of confusion because of nervousness, and I couldn't remember what to say.

"What's the matter, both father and son can't talk anymore?" My mother asked amusedly at the other end, and then said, "I said you can be stubborn, and see who is more stubborn than the other."

"Go get your food." My dad's voice was stiff.

My mother replied to him with a smile: "I don't care about you two if you like to talk or not."

Hearing my mother walk away, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold again.I have a hunch that if I don't speak again, my dad will definitely hang up the phone.I don't want to do this, after all, I have been waiting for so many years for this opportunity to talk.

"Dad." As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat was choked and sore.

"Humph."

My dad has always been indifferent to me, I took it for granted, bit my lip subconsciously, and said after a long time, "Dad, I'm sorry."

I thought I would never say these three words to my dad in my life.I can't say it, and I don't want to say it. Who would have thought that at this moment, it would not be particularly difficult to say it.

It's just that my dad has hung up the phone at some point.

I went to the hospital after I got better from the cold.Because of the enthusiastic arrangement of the director of the physical examination department, I made an appointment with the doctor for an examination on the same day.When I saw such a thick needle in my body, I was half scared, and the rest was just pain.

Back to work in the company, the boss called me to his office for a meeting.Allen is there too.The two of them got closer and closer.But I don't care.

The boss looked at me with a smile on his face, scanned me up and down, and then put on a straight face, saying, "Joe, what's the matter with you, you're asked to take a vacation, and your face doesn't look better at all."

"It's no wonder it's good," I leaned back on the chair, looked at the boss's big, ruddy face, and said with a smile, "I handed in the manuscript on time, and the vacation is just a different place to work. The boss won't know about it."

"Yes, I care about you." The boss stared at me, "but then again, after the Chinese New Year, the manuscript probably needs to be adjusted, maybe something needs to be added."

"They don't like it?" I asked.

Allen turned the pen in his hand, raised his legs, and looked more bossy than the boss: "Everyone works according to the contract. If they want to change and add things, they just need to pay for it. No one can work for free."

"I'll take care of this." The boss smiled again, "It's Chinese New Year, don't think about these things, just have fun for a few days, or I'm sorry for being too busy this year."

I am the one who is so busy.But if I'm not busy, I'm too embarrassed to ask the boss for a red envelope.In the past, the boss paid a lot, and this year it will be better. I have to buy the boss for the money.