unexpected rain

Although it was waiting for Xiang Shifang's reply, Lin Ji was not stupid enough to really wait for him to take the initiative to contact.

Lin asked Xiang Shifang three times in the text message, directly or indirectly, and finally got an accurate answer from Xiang Shifang on the third time.

Ok.

Just one word, when Lin Ji saw it in the office, he was so happy that he sat on the office chair and turned around.

At this time, there were still three days before the concert, and Lin had already booked the tickets, so he sent the time and place to Xiang Shifang.

His pleasure was so straightforward that employees secretly wondered if he had succeeded in proposing to his girlfriend.

The transition from summer to autumn is rainy. There are continuous showers in Yongshi for several days, but summer seems unwilling to leave, and occasionally the sun shines brightly. There will be a temperature difference of more than ten degrees between day and night.

On the day of the concert, Lin added a few more tasks to the work at hand. He will have a quarterly meeting this weekend. He needs to formulate a new business plan and profit distribution plan. For this, he needs to browse a large amount of data and reports, densely packed with words and numbers, It gave him a headache.

When the secretary came in to deliver the documents, seeing his face, he couldn't help but say, "Boss Lin, your lips are very pale, are you okay?"

"Maybe I have a cold." Lin Ji's voice was slightly hoarse, "Just put the documents on the table, thank you."

"You've worked hard." The secretary glanced at his computer screen and asked, "With so much data, are you working overtime again today?"

"Get off work on time today." Lin Ji smiled, "Because there is a... date?"

The secretary was surprised, "We really want the wife of the general manager?"

"What nonsense." Lin Ji blamed with a smile, "Stop chatting and go to work."

"Yes." The secretary replied pretending to be serious.

During the lunch break, Lin still didn't leave his desk. He came out once before and coughed while talking. He has been working overtime for the past few days, so he looks tired, pale, and pitifully weak.

Lin Ji is a leader loved by the employees. Seeing his appearance, everyone discussed how to let Lin Ji take a break.

The representative who was ordered to go to the office to make the request of the employees came out, and everyone waited for his result with great anticipation.

"Boss Lin said that if someone can complete the work for him, he will go to rest."

Everyone was down, Lin Ji's job was related to the company's future development direction, and the most they could do was sift through information.

When they went to the cafeteria for dinner, they met Song Liyuan. He was sitting with a girl from the sales department. Those two young men had a different style of painting from the white-collar workers around them, as if they were dating in a school cafeteria.

Since Lin was so busy these days that he couldn't take care of Song Liyuan, he proposed to study in other departments, which seemed to be distracted.

However, Song Liyuan's position in the company was at the same level as theirs, but their identities were different. If Song Liyuan and Lin both talked about it, it might be useful.

Song Liyuan couldn't sit still when he heard that Lin Ji was working while sick.

He said to Yao Mumian, "Wait for me here, I'll be right back in the office."

Song Liyuan came to the office, but Lin Ji was still facing the computer.

"Uncle Lin, why don't you go eat?" Song Liyuan said.

Lin Ji answered absent-mindedly, "Well, I'm not hungry."

Song Liyuan approached and saw his face clearly, it was indeed very bad.

"Uncle Lin, take a rest, your face is as pale as a ghost." Song Liyuan said directly.

Lin picked up a pen casually and wanted to hit him, but then he thought about it, he was going to meet Shifang today, and it would be too bad to have a ghostly face.

When he was in a daze, Song Liyuan came behind him and pulled out his office chair, then turned around and pushed him towards the lounge.

"Wait, I haven't saved it yet!" Lin Ji said anxiously.

Song Liyuan had no choice but to push him back for preservation, and then he couldn't help but lock him into the lounge.

"Go to sleep and get up in two hours." Song Liyuan said.

Lin took off his coat and lay down, heaved a long breath and said: "The lunch break should not be too long, half an hour is enough."

"Whatever, just sleep." Song Liyuan said.

After setting the alarm clock, Lin wrapped up the quilt, closed his eyes, and said, "Li Yuan, there is a public medicine box outside, help me find some cold medicine."

"Oh." Song Liyuan went out to get medicine and poured a cup of hot water, but when he returned to the lounge, Lin Ji had already fallen into a deep sleep.

After Lin Ji woke up, the alarm clock on his mobile phone was buzzing beside his pillow. He took it over and looked at it, and it was half an hour longer than the scheduled time. The alarm clock rang six times in his ear before he woke up.

But the extra half an hour of sleep did not refresh him. On the contrary, he was more tired and heavy than before going to bed, his brain was dull and drowsy, and it was very difficult to even sit up.

Lin touched his forehead and it was burning hot.

Oops.

Lin Ji thought with a headache, why today?

He saw the medicine and water beside the bed, which should have been put by Song Liyuan.He swallowed the pills, went to the bathroom to wash his face, splashed cold water on his face, the cold made him shiver, but somehow he woke up.

There are still four hours before the concert, and there is no time to go to the hospital. Even Lin returned to his desk to deal with unfinished documents.

After get off work, with a mint in his mouth, Lin drove to the theater, half an hour before the appointment with Xiang Shifang.

Since Lin was in the car, he saw his own appearance in the mirror of the fender, which was not very good.He was sweating coldly, his hair was wet against his forehead, he was not serious, his eyes were a little dull, his lips were almost the same color as his skin, and he looked listless.

Maybe I should borrow some lipstick and blush?He thought to himself, there wasn't much he could do in the half hour, he could only try to make himself look better.

The method is very stupid, that is, patting the cheeks, biting the lips, and barely turning rosy.

Since Lin was waiting by the entrance of the theater, he looked at his watch frequently, not in a hurry, the waiting process was heart-wrenching and sweet, and soon he would see Xiang Shifang.

Sure enough, when the minute hand reached that point, Xiang Shifang appeared in his line of sight on time, walking over step by step.

Lin couldn't help being overjoyed, he went up to meet him and said with a smile, "You're very punctual."

"Waiting for a long time?" Xiang Shifang asked calmly.

"No, I just arrived for a while." Lin Ji said, "Let's go in."

Xiang Shifang's eyes flicked on his face for a moment, and he walked into the theater without saying anything.

The seats were in the front row, and the position was very good. After they sat down, Lin seemed to be excited, nervous, and fidgeting, and unconsciously made many small movements.

Seeing his appearance, Xiang Shifang asked, "Is this your first time here?"

Lin shook his head, and lowered his head in embarrassment, "I usually come to listen to it once a month these years...but it's the first time to listen to it with you."

Xiang Shifang looked down at the back of his neck. Although Lin was tall and straight in a slim suit, he was actually thin and boned. Just lowering his head, the cervical spine protruded, as if he could grasp it, and he was extremely fragile.

The concert started, the lights were dimmed, and a follower light on the stage followed the performers.

The sound of the piano is as clear as a mountain spring, and the violinist under the chasing light plays gracefully. The melody and melancholy melody echoes the piano lingeringly.

Lin also listened to it with a sinking heart at first, but gradually, the cold air in the theater penetrated his clothes and penetrated into his skin, making him tremble slightly.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, it was astonishingly hot.

Hold on for two hours!

Lin Ji bit his lower lip hard, quietly gathered his clothes, stared at the stage and forced himself to ignore the discomfort in his body.

But the songs with gentle and lingering style for several songs in succession seemed to be hypnotizing to Lin Ji. Even though it was so cold and uncomfortable, he still couldn't help closing his eyes, his eyelids were struggling to close, his body was tilted, Leaning against something steady and hard.

Xiang Shifang felt his shoulders sink, he turned his head and saw Lin Ji's sleeping face.

But before Xiang Shifang was going to do anything, Lin Ji woke up, sat up straight immediately, and apologized to Xiang Shifang in a low voice.

Xiang Shifang remained expressionless and looked away.

Lin Ji was startled. He fell asleep at the concert. This kind of behavior would undoubtedly greatly reduce Xiang Shifang's impression of him. He listened to it once a month.

He even regretted meeting today, at least let him have a good state.

But Lin Ji's physical condition will not be cured because of his remorse. After feeling the sweetness of sleep, Lin Ji's willpower is getting weaker and weaker. Even in the grand and radical concerto, he can't follow the surge and endure the pain. Sober, causing his whole body to clamor and protest, extremely uncomfortable.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a very long piece of music, but Lin Ji finally couldn't hold it anymore and closed his eyes.

His shoulders sank again, Xiang Shifang Gujing Wubo's eyes swept over Lin Ji, and saw his frowning.

"Lin Ji."

Lin heard a nice voice calling his name. He didn't know who it was, but he really wanted to respond, but he was too tired to even have the energy to answer.

Then he felt that there was a hand covering his forehead, it was a dry and cold hand. Lin was very afraid of the cold now, but he couldn't resist this hand.

"Wake up." Someone was patting Lin Ji's face.

Lin opened his eyes with difficulty, and vaguely saw that Xiang Shifang was close at hand, as if he could kiss Xiang Shifang's chin if he stepped forward a little.

Such a charming scene didn't last long, because Lin quickly realized it, and leaned on Xiang Shifang's shoulder again.

Ruined.

"Sorry..." Lin had to hold on to the handle to sit upright, flustered and dizzy, which made him confused and disturbed, "I didn't fall asleep on purpose, but I was a little dizzy. I really like going to concerts, don't Misunderstand, don't... hate me."

His voice was so low and hoarse, as if he was admitting his mistake, he was worried and aggrieved, and he was cautious, afraid that he would make another mistake.

Xiang Shifang should feel displeased with this behavior of disrespecting classical music, but he didn't. Some kind of slight soreness burst in his heart. It wasn't an earth-shattering feeling, but it was very distinct.

"You have a fever, can you stand up?" Xiang Shifang asked, "I'll take you to the hospital."