The tablemate is sick and delicate

Xia Dong was startled, then looked towards the source of the voice in disbelief.

It was the figure he was so familiar with, the figure that appeared in his dream every night and waved goodbye to him, but it was taller, matured and changed than in the dream.

Xia Dong suddenly felt sore eyes, and tears rushed out like a bubbling spring. Xia Dong held back his tears, turned around and ran out of the studio.

Lu Sanqi's eyes darkened, and she hurried to catch up.

Xia Dong didn't take the elevator, but pushed open the heavy door of the safe passage, the voice-activated light came on, and Xia Dong walked down the stairs.

Lu Sanqi chased after him, and when he entered the safe passage, Xia Dong had disappeared. He looked at the stairs going up, and then at the stairs going down, hesitated, and chased up.

When Xia Dong was running, his mind was blank. He never expected to see Lu Sanqi again in this life. Lu Sanqi has changed, and his whole temperament is different from that in high school. He has become more mature, stable, and timid. It had completely disappeared from him.

People say that a man will become mature after getting married, and a woman will become intellectual after giving birth to a child. Lu Sanqi... is she married?

Xia Dong didn't know how long he had been running, he went down one level at a time, the stairs seemed to have no end, and the footsteps behind him disappeared long ago.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

You'll be a stranger for the rest of your life, won't you?

The CBD building has fifty floors, and Lu Sanqi ran up from the nineteenth floor to the fortieth floor.

He leaned on the railing and bent over panting for breath, sweat was already appearing on his forehead, Lu Sanqi gritted his teeth and continued to run up.

Until you get to the roof.

Xia Dong is not here.

Lu Sanqi sat paralyzed on the ground, the cold wind blew his sweat-drenched hair on his forehead, he laughed, and said to himself: "It seems that I went wrong...

It was wrong from the start. "

He stared at the depths of the night with heavy eyes, slowly stood up against the wall, bit his molars as if saying to himself: "I won't let you run away again, Xia Dong."

Xia Dong ran directly downstairs, took a taxi and left the CBD building without stopping.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. If this studio was run by Lu Sanqi, then what was the purpose of the senior who introduced him here? She knew Lu Sanqi?

He felt that he was deeply deceived, and Xia Dong hated the feeling of being played around in the dark.

Xia Dong couldn't describe his current mood. He felt a little heavy, like a heavy pressure on his heart, but his heart was a little ready to move. When he saw Lu Sanqi who had been separated for four years, he unexpectedly A little nervous, so nervous that he fled immediately.

He couldn't help laughing at himself.

He had imagined countless times what it would be like for them to meet again, but he had never imagined that it would be like this, in such a mess.

Xia Dong was walking on the small road beside the Love Lake in the Academy of Fine Arts. This was the day when he was in the most tangled mood. All emotions came to his heart, changing all the time.

Surprised, to angry, to... sad.

He was downcast, very depressed.

There are many young couples walking hand in hand by the lake. There are glowing lotus lanterns on the lake. It looks very beautiful at night and has a lot of artistic conception.

Couples of young couples are like kissing fish, they stick together and then separate, stick together and then separate.

Xia Dong was walking alone on the road at night, among a bunch of young lovers, he seemed to be the most abrupt one.

After thinking about it, he dialed the phone number he wrote down in his mobile phone today, the client.

"Hello, I'm Xia Dong, the wall painting artist you hired today. I want to apply for termination of the contract. I can't do this job." Xia Dong said with a frown.

The client was a little confused: "But... it's written in the contract. Is there any difficulty for you to breach the contract like this? We can handle it properly on our side."

Help Mr. solve it. "

Seeing that the client's tone was not aggressive, Xia Dong calmed down and said, "No, it's because of some personal reasons."

The client said: "If you break the contract without permission, you will have to pay liquidated damages, and this matter is what our boss is looking forward to. The studio is in urgent need of a wall painter. If you leave... we really don't want to Very easy."

Xia Dong said: "Who is your boss?"

"It's inconvenient to disclose this. If you want to breach the contract, you need to talk to him." The client said.

Xia Dong was a little helpless, and said: "Then you give me your boss's number, and I will communicate with him."

"Ok sir."

The phone was hung up, and after about a minute, a phone number was sent to his mobile phone.

It's Zhoucheng's number, Xia Dong sneered, verifying his inner guess.

He knew that this was a game set up by Lu Sanqi.

"I quit that wall painting, and I will pay whatever the liquidated damages are." Xia Dong said coldly.

There was a moment of silence over there, and he said, "Are you... how are you doing?"

Xia Dong sneered, and said sarcastically, "It's okay, it's definitely not as nourishing as Mr. Lu's life in the United States."

Lu Sanqi felt a dull pain in his heart, and said, "Why are you running today?"

Xia Dong said: "President Lu, I'm talking about business with you, please don't talk about personal matters, please?"

Holding the phone, Lu Sanqi lowered his eyes: "Okay, if you don't want to pay liquidated damages, that's fine."

"How many?"

"One hundred thousand."

The liquidated damages were ten times the remuneration, which was within Xia Dong's estimation, so he wasn't surprised either.

"Okay, I'll call into your account tomorrow and give me the account number."

"Yeah." The other side was the first to hang up the phone.

Xia Dong was almost laughed at, you fucking provoked me, and even hung up on my phone, Lu Sanqi, you are really outstanding.

After a while, the client sent him another string of numbers, which should be the card number.

Xia Dong really had nothing to say. He had deleted all the contact information with Lu Sanqi before, including WeChat, QQ, phone numbers and email addresses.

But once some things are remembered in the mind, they will never be forgotten, whether it is a person or a string of numbers.

He wanted to type down the string of numbers countless times, and then click to send a friend request, but every time he pressed it with his finger within a few millimeters, but he still put it down.

What was that feeling like?At that time, Xia Dong didn't quite understand.

But now, at this moment, he understood.

That is a kind of helplessness that hesitates to speak.

Xia Dong walked slowly on the way back to the dormitory, and when he got downstairs, the dormitory auntie was locking the door.

He hurried over, and then showed his signature canine smile to his aunt: "Auntie! Wait a minute!"

The aunt knew him, and Xia Dong and his dormitory were the cleanest every time they checked the sanitation, and Xia Dong was a sweet-mouthed kid, and the dormitory manager also liked him.

Once, the dormitory auntie took the tablet computer her daughter bought for her but didn’t know how to play it. Xia Dong happened to pass by, and then patiently taught the auntie how to use it, how to download games, and how to open Doudizhu. afternoon.

There are preferential treatments for building a good relationship with the housekeeper aunt. For example, sometimes Xia Dong asks the aunt to sew his clothes off, or asks the aunt to help him change the newly bought jeans that are too long.

The aunt saw that Xia Dong who came back late didn't remember his name, so she smiled and said a few words to him and let him in.

Li Xianyuan and Qiuqiu are not in the dormitory tonight. They both have no class tomorrow, so they went to the Internet cafe to book a night out.

For the two single dogs, their free nightlife is to live with games.

Xia Dong will have an art appreciation class tomorrow. This class is a major course. For a painter, one must have the ability to appreciate art, to distinguish what is a good work and what is a bad work.

After taking a shower, he sat on the bed and made a video call to Pan Wan, and it was connected immediately after one ring.

Pan Wan was wearing thin-rimmed glasses, sitting at the computer desk, probably working overtime again, her eyes lit up when she saw Xia Dong, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Mom, are you working overtime again?"

"Yeah, I've been busy with work recently."

"Pay attention to rest, and wear more clothes at ordinary times so as not to catch cold."

"I know. Why did you call back suddenly? I remember that you called once every three days. This time, less than two days have passed."

Xia Dong hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mom, I want to ask you to borrow some money."

Pan Wan was a little surprised: "Borrowing money? What happened to you, son?"

Xia Dong said: "I took a job, and then I didn't want to do it anymore. They asked me to pay liquidated damages."

Pan Wan said: "Have you fallen into some kind of pyramid scheme? Son, tell your mother that she will buy a bus ticket tomorrow to find you!"

Xia Dong couldn't laugh or cry: "Oh, Mom! I'm really fine!"

Pan Wan looked at the dark circles under her son's eyes, and sighed, "Hey, how much does it cost?"

"One hundred thousand."

Pan Wan's expression was a little serious.

Xia Dong has not asked her for money since he went to college. Sometimes Xia Dong will return it directly when she gives him living expenses, let alone such a hundred thousand dollars. Pan Wan thinks that Xia Dong must have encountered what's the matter.

"What happened, Xia Dong?" Pan Wan said.

As soon as Xia Dong heard Pan Wan call his name, he knew that this matter must not be hidden.

He had no choice but to confess: "Lu Sanqi has returned to China."

Pan Wan was taken aback for a moment: "Come back so soon?"

Xia Dong frowned: "Why so fast?"

Pan Wan waved her hand: "It's all right, you can continue talking."

Xia Dong said: "Mom, do you remember the senior I told you about, the one who took good care of me, she found me a well-paid job yesterday, and then I thought about it and went, but... ...It was later discovered that it was Lu Sanqi's studio."

Pan Wan's eyes widened: "Then you have been tricked?"

Xia Dong was a little annoyed: "Well..."

Pan Wan said: "Then are you sure you want to terminate the contract? You can't do these things on the spur of the moment. If you really terminate the contract, will your reputation in the industry be affected? You should think carefully about this kind of thing, son."

Xia Dong's eyes were firm: "I've already made up my mind. I can't continue with this matter. I can't easily forgive Lu Sanqi for what he did..." The light in his eyes dimmed Come down, "Torturing me for so many years, Mom...why do you think I should forgive him..."

Pan Wan sighed: "That's fine, I'll give you the money tomorrow, you can terminate the contract and do what you want, as long as you decide, it's right." Xia Dong nodded.

Yes, as long as he decides, it is right.

You left me and went to the United States without any regrets, why should I forgive you so easily.