The director is too flirtatious

It was such a joy to find the director, even if I was driving alone on the highway, I didn't feel the slightest fear.

I look forward to my meeting with her and want to tell her that I am really ready and that no matter what happens, I can stand firmly with her.

There is nothing more painful than losing her. I believe that no matter how big the storm is in the future, it will not be more painful than losing her.

But is the director really willing to accept me?

When I drove to the downstairs of the company and confirmed that this is the building where the branch office is located, I thought of this question again, and became uneasy.

I looked at the time, it is more than two o'clock in the morning, normally, the director must be sleeping.Shall I tell her I'm here?But how should I tell her?

I always felt that I was so calm just now, but now I find that I am not.I just have an energy to keep pushing myself to come over, my purpose is so obvious, that is, I want to go to the branch office.And after arriving at the branch office, I have no idea what to do and what to do.

After the puff of energy I was supporting dissipated, I began to feel at a loss.

Should I...should I call the Director at this time and ask where she is?But it's already this point, why should I wake her up?The director is working so hard, how can I have the heart to wake her up?

I got out of the car, looked up at the building, and then at my surroundings.

Is this where the director has been working for the past few months?Because it is the place where she stays every day, it seems that the air is extraordinarily fresh.I greedily looked at the scene here, imagining where the director passed or stayed.

This long-lost sense of happiness welled up in my heart.

In fact, even after coming out, I never thought that I would have such a difficult life.After I finally fully understood this period of days like walking dead, it suddenly felt like a long dream.

This dream is very real, but also very painful.

But it's not actually a dream, it's a race.It is the competition between love and family affection that I long for deep in my heart. Whom I prefer and what I want are the pulling standards between the two.

This tug-of-war has been tugging at me for months, turning my world beyond recognition.

I struggled, unwilling and ashamed.I convinced myself that this was not bad, but was slapped hard by reality again.

If it weren't for this nightmarish period, I'm afraid I wouldn't have realized how far I could have done it.

Obedience and unwillingness, obedience and resentment, filial piety and rebellion.

These emotions are constantly pulling, one second may be resentment, and the next second may be distressed.In the end, all of these disappeared, and after my heart-piercing pain, they disappeared suddenly.

It's kind of like being reborn from a cocoon.

My eye sockets are slightly moist, for the past, for the future that I am about to face.I felt like I was born again, really like born again, and everything was so beautiful.

I can calmly face broken love, I can calmly face my parents, and I can calmly face all difficulties in the world.Struggle, pain, cowardice, sadness, these emotions seem to have nothing to do with me.

I love it all so much, my El, my parents, including this not-so-fresh air.

I involuntarily spread my hands, looked up at the gray sky, and laughed like a fool.It was very cold in the middle of the night, and when I smiled, I spit out a mouthful of white mist, which floated in the air.

That's great, that's great.

I was amused by my stupid behavior, but I resigned myself to getting into the car.I've seen it. There is an entrance to the underground garage. If the director comes, he should enter the underground garage.Anyway, her car is so recognizable, I'll just follow her in when the time comes.

This wait lasted for several hours. I waited until I fell asleep and the sky brightened.

I looked at the time, it was past six o'clock, so I yawned, took out xylitol and chewed two to refresh my mind.It's almost time, should I send a message to the director?But, if you don't post it, maybe you can see her surprised look.

I don't know if it's a surprise or a fright, but I still chose not to tell her.

I saw that the number of people here gradually increased. When it was past seven or eight o'clock, I unexpectedly saw the director's car.How did she come so early?I clearly saw that the person driving was the director, so I quickly caught fire and followed her into the underground garage.

I was in a calm mood all night, but when I saw the director, my palms were still sweating.My throat was a little dry and I was nervous, but I followed her and stopped the car.

The director got out of the car, and I quickly unfastened my seat belt.

The director's face was a little tired, and I felt a pain in my heart when I saw her lock the car and walked towards the elevator. I got out of the car quickly and called her name.

"Yel."

My voice was trembling, as if I hadn't called her name for too long, so, just calling her like this, I was immediately overwhelmed by this emotion.I thought I could be calm, but my scalp was still numb and my lips were trembling.

The director stopped in his footsteps, and his body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.She turned her head and I met her eyes.I smiled at her, and she had a look of surprise on her face.

"Hi, Yier." I greeted her with a smile.

The surprise on the director's face still didn't disappear, but the surprise in his eyes gradually softened.She let out a breath, and a smile slowly emerged, "You...why are you here?"

"Because I miss you." I choked up a bit, but I managed to get the words out.I walked towards her while talking, "Because I miss a person named Yuan Yier, so I came here. I don't want to disturb her sleep, but I miss her very much, so I will stay here and keep watching Wait till she shows up."

The director's eyes were slightly red, she watched me getting closer, her red lips parted slightly, and she asked softly, "What happened after seeing me?"

I was already standing in front of her at this time, about a meter apart, neither far nor near, just the right distance.I stopped in my tracks, turning my face slightly as if I was thinking about her words, "After... I will tell her what I want to say later."

The director raised his hand to wipe away the tears on the eyelashes, her smile was very beautiful, with the tolerance and pampering that I am familiar with, and her attitude became more and more gentle, with the meaning of encouragement, " said What?"

"What...do you think I want to say?" I asked with a smile.

"Say you love me?" The director seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, and we finally saw each other's relaxed and beautiful side.This side is so touching that a smile crawls on his face unconsciously.

"Yes, I said I love you." I nodded affirmatively, pursed my lips, stood up straight, restrained my original smile, and said solemnly, "Yi Er, I love you."

The director's smile paused for a moment, and then her eyebrows and eyes were like a boat propelled in the lake, and ripples swung round and round all of a sudden.Those ripples are like halos and auroras, gentle and moving, but also colorful.

"Just say this one sentence?" The supervisor's red lips were slightly raised, with a slightly teasing tone.

"There is more, there are many more." I looked up at her slightly, smiling brows and eyes, and smiled happily, "I love you is the most important point, and it is also the point I want to say the most. Of course there is another point I also want to say, but I don’t know if I will be greedy.”

"You speak first."

"I love you and want to be with you if I can."

This idea, this sentence, has been hovering in my mind for too long.It's just that these days, they are all scattered, word by word scattered in every corner of my mind.It wasn't until last night, until I really knew and made my own decisions, that it all came together again.

I don't know if it's too late and if it sounds delusional to say so.But these words are the truest thoughts in my heart, the long-awaited thoughts.

I want to spend spring, summer, autumn and winter with her, and have a good morning and good night.

Because I lost it, I know how much I long to be close to her.If possible, I really don't want to lose her, but I already lost her, so I want to have her even more.

Belongs to me, the gentle and beautiful director.

The director seemed to have expected my words, and seemed to be unbelievable to my words.But none of this hindered her happiness, because her eyebrows and eyes were all curved. I was so familiar with this expression, it moved me so much.

"Then what do you do at home?" the director asked me softly.

"It's their idea to want me to get married, it's my idea to want to be with you, isn't it?" I asked with a smile, and then continued: "Should I listen to their ideas or my own? The power is in my hands, and I chose to love you."

Having said that, I paused slightly, scratching my head in distress and embarrassment, "I used to hope to take you home and tell them that you are my lover. But I find that it seems impossible now, I Hope you don't mind that."

"But it seems that I haven't promised to be with you yet, right?" The director waited for me to finish speaking, and said quietly.

I was stunned, but I was not surprised, and smiled even brighter, "But first, I want to tell you what I can give you and what I can't give you. That is maybe I can't give you the blessings of my parents, but I can give you the determination to be together."

"Do you know what kind of determination it is?" I pointed to my heart, "It's poisoned, it hurts when it beats, it told me that the antidote is to be with you, otherwise I will die of pain. "

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of pain, it's really painful, it hurts so much that I'm going crazy." I shrugged helplessly, "It really hurts so much that I have to make a choice Think about it, how can anyone be willing to go through this kind of pain again? I don’t want to go through it again, so I still have this determination.”

"Does it hurt?" The director felt a little distressed, and his voice became softer and softer.

"It doesn't hurt now." I shook my head with a smile. I didn't tell her what I had experienced during these days. I deserved all these, right?I took a half step forward and got closer to her.I raised my head and looked at her with a smile, "It doesn't hurt when I see you, but you haven't answered me yet, can we continue to be together?"

My heartbeat was slow and my breathing was very light.

I couldn't bear to blink my eyes.

I am waiting for a result.

Waiting for a verdict.

The director looked down at me, and a gentle and moving smile suddenly appeared on her calm face. She reached out to hold my face, with her middle finger and index finger pinching my earlobe and kneading it gently.

Her palm was dry and warm, wearing a familiar smell that made my heart palpitate.I was numb all over, but my eyes were red again.Because this action is so familiar, so familiar that it makes people feel moved.

The director's expression was so serious and affectionate, she opened her red lips slightly, looked into my eyes, and said a word slowly.

"White tea Qinghuan is nothing else, I'm waiting for the wind and waiting for you."

I think that even if the sky collapses and the world is destroyed in the future, there will be no way to stop me from being with her.