The boss is an old aunt

The atmosphere fell silent.

Wu Zi's hand holding the grapes paused, and there was a buzzing noise in his ears, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

Maybe it's because of the growing atmosphere.

She didn't agree with this kind of talk.

What's the point of staying if there are only quarrels and grievances left in life, and life turns into a bitter drama.

If this is called "happiness", it would be too bitter.

The hair dryer stops.

Wu Zi turned his head and saw Xiang Xia bowing her head and wrapping the wire around the handle. Her eyelids were drooping, narrow and deep, and her thick eyelashes left a shallow reflection, silent and lonely.

As if in the wind, cold and windy, there is no one around, there is only an empty house on the edge of the cliff, she lives there, the locked door has no key.

Many times, there will always be such a feeling, Wu Zi guesses that he may not have walked into her.

This thought is too depressing.

Wu Zi turned around calmly, picked up the remote control and switched to another channel, with a gentle tone: "Really."

Xiang Xia's expression didn't change, she looked up at Wu Zi, she reached out her hand to touch, but after a while, she put it down again.

She said softly, "Probably."

Wu Zi casually asked: "Sister, do you want such a home?"

This seemed to be an embarrassing question, and there was a long silence, so long that Wu Zi thought that this time, she would not say anything again.

The person behind said: "I want a home."

The sound is very soft, almost inaudible.

"That's great." Wu Zi smiled faintly.

Xiang Xia hummed, she took the hair dryer, walked to the bathroom with long legs, and put it back in the cabinet before.

The cup that Wu Zi put down casually, she silently put it back on the corner of the sink, and arranged it neatly.

This series of movements is quiet and slow.

Wu Zi supported his head with his hands, half lying on the sofa, took out a notebook from his bag, and wrote something seriously.

She didn't notice that the nightgown was rubbed against her spine, revealing her slender and smooth long legs, which were lightly placed on the black leather, her left leg was lying flat, her right calf slid down to the carpet, her white and tender feet were swinging Swing away, the skin is pink, just the color of blood in the sun.

It seems to be a girl who is wet in summer and reveals her curves without knowing it, young and charming.

The black signature pen flowed through her fingertips, and the slender text was recorded.

Wu Zi noticed the gaze, she raised her eyes and saw Xiang Xia looking at her from a distance, but she didn't approach her. The suppressed emotions in her long and narrow red phoenix eyes were incomprehensible, like a believer struggling in the dark and yearning for the light, looking at his own god.

I want to reach out, but I dare not.

"Sister?" Her voice is special, and it always reminds people of the clear spring in the mountains dripping on the green leaves on the bank, full of vitality and vitality.

Whenever you hear it, it will open your mind.

Seeing that she was silent, Wu Zi tilted his head and asked again, "Why are you standing there?"

Xiang Xia's black pupils gradually became brighter, condensed on Wu Zi's body, she shook her head: "It's nothing."

This answer is really unbelievable, but Wu Zi didn't continue to ask, she lowered her head and continued to write.

Faintly, I heard the sound of someone letting out a sigh of relief.

The fluffy blanket was draped over her lap, and it suddenly became much warmer. Xiang Xia sat at her feet, her voice was low and hoarse, "What are you writing?"

"Want to see?"

Wu Zi smiled, his smooth calf dangling, beside the sofa was a tea table, made of hard wood, very close.

Almost hitting her, Xiang Xia grabbed her and put her on her lap.

Her feet didn't stop, she was still dangling on the opponent's knees, sometimes raised, sometimes lowered, sometimes bent slightly, and occasionally rubbed against the opponent's chest.

The force is very light and just tickles.

Not only the body, but also the apex of the heart.

It's all like this, Xiang Xia still didn't make a sound, let her sway, but her eyes were darker, her face lost expression, she gently pulled the slid down blanket, and answered in a low voice according to her intention: "Well, want to see"

Wu Zi stood up suddenly and said unexpectedly, "Not now."

"This is a love letter, and I want to write it for the rest of my life."

"When you are old, you can read it again."

Wu Zi turned back and smiled at her. The young girl, with curved eyes and curved lips, suddenly, her appearance began to become blurred and gradually aged, as if after many years, she was still by his side, as if As she said, she slowly read to herself the love letter she had written all her life.

Does it really happen?

Xiang Xia's face became strange, she stopped breathing for a moment, and after a long time, she looked at her and said, "Okay."

Wu Zi's smile became brighter, and he fell down, like the stars falling from the sky, lying in her arms, holding the neckline with his slender hands, she whispered in her ear: "Then make an appointment like this."

"The one who can't do it is a dog."

Xiang Xia took it seriously, she nodded and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Sometimes, it's just so strange, for no reason, there is obviously nothing worth laughing about.

But Xiang Xia looked at Wu Zi, hugged her, did nothing but looked at him calmly.

Xiang Xia couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. She pulled the girl and didn't notice the corner of her skirt. She pressed down, covering her thighs, and hugged the girl's slender waist.

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"When is your flight ticket?"

Wu Zi asked suddenly.

Surrounded by arms firmly, she leaned against Xiang Xia's arms, her thighs felt slightly cold, she just wanted to reach out to pull her down, but she was a step too late.

She didn't feel anything, she just took it easy, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV.

The room grew quiet.

The voice behind said: "The flight at noon on the 27th has passed."

It was later than her flight time, and Xiang Xia's past happened to be a conference dinner. Wu Zi was slightly disappointed, and she muttered in a low voice, "I thought you were on the same flight as me. I'll be there three days earlier, so I can spare time to hang out with you."

"There is an event."

Explaining to Xia, she dodged her eyes for a moment, then added in a low voice: "When we get back, we can go out in early August."

"Going to play?" Wu Zi's eyes lit up, she turned over, nose to nose, Xiang Xia hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward and said hoarsely: "Yes."

In an instant, before Wu Zi left, he began to look forward to returning.

This sentiment spread until the day of the business trip.

Wu Zi has very little luggage, just a small 24-inch box. He didn't pack too many things, and most of the space was freed up for the colleagues in the executive department to load materials.

Originally, the big guy said that the company set off together.

But on business trips, the assistant always looks at the cheapest flight when buying tickets.

Either in the early morning or in the middle of the night, usually the ticket prices for these two time periods are lower.

I bought this trip in the early morning, around 7:5 in the morning, and I had to arrive two hours earlier, that is, around [-]:[-].

Han Gang could only tell everyone to meet at the airport. He didn't want to waste the luggage allowance, and planned to redistribute supplies at the airport so that colleagues could bring less stuff.

It was very cold in the morning.

It was obviously summer, Wu Zi was still shivering when he walked into the airport, his shoulders were slightly raised, his brows were slightly raised, just about to say that it was a strange day, and there were many coats on his shoulders.

Xiang Xia: "Put it on."

Han Gang and the others arrived early, and at the automatic boarding place in front of Gate 32 of the departure hall, all black leather 33-inch suitcases were scattered on the ground.

Large items such as display racks are placed outside, and small items are being stuffed into luggage.

Wu Zi said: "Brother Gang."

Han Gang didn't even lift his head, and continued to stuff things into his luggage, saying, "Here you go, how big is your luggage, and is there any space?"

The 24-inch suitcase is rolled out.

Han Gang was slightly dissatisfied at first glance: "It's too small."

When he raised his head and was about to speak, he found that his boss was looking at him indifferently, and he closed his mouth. After regaining his senses, he quickly said, "Mr. Xiang."

Xiang Xia nodded slightly, and replied lightly, "Morning."

"Go back, you can squint for a while when you go back at this point." Wu Zi nodded her eyes, "I worked overtime so late yesterday, I didn't sleep long."

Xiang Xia didn't argue, she handed the bag to Wu Zi, and said softly to the others, "Thanks for your hard work."

"Not hard, not hard."

A dozen people straightened their backs and shook their heads hastily, but Wu Zi waved his hand with a smile.

Xiang Xia walked back.

In the middle of the walk, she felt a little flustered for no reason. She stopped and looked back, only to see Wu Zi was busy bending over to work, his movements were clean and neat, and he couldn't be more energetic.

This is just a normal business trip, what could happen?

She shook her head slightly, suppressed her panic, and left the airport.

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On July 27, the weather was not good, and there was heavy rain in the mountains.

The thunder rumbled, and the rain fell down, creating a living symphony. From morning to afternoon, the sound almost drowned the city.

Wu Zi stood at the entrance of the hotel, the clouds outside were overwhelmed, and there was no light to be seen, it was darker than night.

The sound of running water under the stairs was very urgent.

She held the phone and looked at the screen from time to time. The message stayed at the last paragraph, "Get ready to take off, see you in two hours."

Now two hours away, still a long time has passed, and the person who should have arrived has still not returned.

Due to the weather, the flight came to city c, hovered in the sky for more than half an hour, but did not land, but stopped at the airport in the next city.

Wu Zi originally thought that he would have to wait for a long time, and the person who went to pick up Xiang Xia would come back.

As a result, in less than half an hour, the rotating road on the distant mountain was lit with red headlights.A car was driving in this direction. The road in the mountainous area was difficult to walk, especially on rainy days. No cars would come in, except the staff.

"beep beep"

The sound was especially sharp in the dark night. The windshield wipers kept waving, but they still couldn't see the way ahead, so they had to use the horn to warn the pedestrians in front.

But this is obviously redundant.

In such a horrible weather, no one left the gate of the hotel except Wu Zi.

The car stopped, and Han Gang got out of the car wearing a black windbreaker and holding a bright red umbrella.

Wu Ziteng stood up abruptly, knocking on the chair with her hands, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come back by yourself? Where's Mr. Xiang?"

"I can't come, all flights are grounded today, so Mr. Xiang has to stay in the next city for one night."

Han Gang wiped his face, and with a flick of his hand, the water drops fell to the ground.

The rain was so heavy that it was useless to hold an umbrella, and the whole body was still soaked.

Wu Zi saw water dripping from Brother Gang's feet, so he held back a lot of words, and just said: "Okay, you go back and take a shower first."

Han Gang waved his hand without hesitation, and strode forward: "Are you ready for the dinner tonight?"

"Everything is properly arranged. The banquet hall on the second floor is all set up. Only the display racks in the aisle have not been put up yet. There are still guests in the hotel. Let Sage put them up later."

Han Gang paused, asked Lu Sheng to wipe his body with a cloth, took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it: "Go, let's go and see the venue."

The two looked at the venue.

When he walked to the stage, Wu Zi looked at the spacious hall, which will accommodate nearly 500 people tonight.

There are no other problems, except that in such a large exhibition hall, there are only two doors that can be entered and exited, and the others are locked.

Wu Zi was a little worried: "In the past, there were doors in all directions in the exhibition hall, but this hotel is strange, so there are only two doors left."

"The customer specifically asked for it, saying that it is leaking money from all directions." Han Gang took a deep breath with a cigarette in his mouth. problem, let's go back."

"Go back, I'm waiting for the people from the advertising company here, they will have a rehearsal in advance."

Wu Zi still carried the schedule of the party on her shoulder, Han Gang looked at her, said something unimportant, and left first.

The door is closed.

Sitting on the red carpet at the venue, Wu Zi took out his mobile phone and stared at the screen.

On the flight app, Xiangxia's flight still landed, but she still didn't give Wu Zi any information.

Some worry.

Wu Zi pursed her lips, feeling a little flustered. She always felt that something was going to happen today, so she was extra worried about Xiang Xia.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, with the rain still unabated outside, Wu Zi finally received a message from Xiang Xia.

"Landed safely, the flight will come tomorrow morning."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and tapped her fingers on the screen: "Okay, it's fine."