The boss is an old aunt

"If I had known... I wouldn't have let... my mother make so much tempeh."

Jung's lower body was crushed under the rubble, and the ground was stained red by the blood flowing out from nowhere. He raised his head, his eyes dimmed with tears, "She... how could she eat it all by herself?"

There was no one around, and they all ran out.

Only Jung, who was guiding the crowd, and Wu Zi, who was looking to open the door, were trapped inside.

White smoke, rubble, beams, and collapsed walls blocked the way.

Wu Zi didn't cry, she tried her best to get out of the gap, the breathing sound from the next room became weaker and weaker, she said with a choked voice, "Hold on."

"Hold on! Let's go together, your mother is waiting for you to come home."

No one answered.

Wu Zi's body was getting heavier and heavier, and her hands were getting heavier and heavier, but she was still clinging to the stone outside the wall tightly, unable to fall asleep, no way.

She wants to go back.

She promised Xiang Xia for the rest of her life.

How can you lie.

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The heavy rain stopped in the sky, the sky was clear and cloudless, the moonlight shone softly into the room, and the gentle evening wind blew in, lifting the white gauze by the window.

The dim light is warm and cozy.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Xiang Xia had just finished taking a shower. She lowered her head to put on her slippers, wiped her hair, and turned on the computer to check her emails.

There are no new messages in the mailbox.

Just about to close it, the browser pops up the news interface.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant, and all Xiang Xia's movements stopped. She stared blankly at the screen, unable to believe it.

Are you kidding me?

"Didi Didi" the voice of the phone rang.

"Mr. Xiang! Where are you? I can't get through to Han Gang and the others. Are you all right?"

Linda was on the same spot at home. Just before that, she had received a lot of calls, from clients and colleagues, each of whom wanted news from her.

No, she has nothing and can't do anything.

In the face of disaster, human beings are so small.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a long time, a calm and calm voice came, "I'm not here, I'm going over now, you appease the customer, do what you should do, don't panic."

Xiang Xia's voice was like a torch in the dark, lighting up the night. Linda's breathing was a little steady. Although she was still flustered, she had a direction. She nodded with her mobile phone in her eyes, "I understand. Be careful."

As if nothing happened, Xiang Xia put down her phone, her mood was stable and her expression was calm.

She neatly packed the desktop files and luggage, she moved quickly, stuffed everything in, zipped up the zipper and ran out in a second.

Airplanes are grounded, but there are still high-speed rail, trains, and cars.

No matter what, she will go, go to her side.

"boom!"

Running too fast, she tripped and fell in the hotel lobby.

The sound was so loud that the front desk in the distance felt pain. He just approached, but saw that the woman didn't know the pain. She picked up the luggage left beside her, stood up, and rushed out the door.

It doesn't hurt.

She didn't care about herself at all, and the fear she couldn't express made Xiang Xia almost explode, but she clenched her teeth and insisted. Her instinct told her to be calm and calm, panic was useless.

All the way to contact, all the way to receive information, all the way to run around.

Finally early the next morning.

She came to city c.

came to her side.

Wu Zi lay on the bed, quiet like an angel, maybe she was tired, she fell asleep, and the thick glass windows separated them.

How could this be.I haven't finished the life she said, so I bid farewell here.

Han Gang stood together outside the door, with his thick palms pressed against the window, staring deeply at the girl inside, his hoarse voice sounded like a broken gong, "Wake up, she is still so young."

Without a single tear on Xiang Xia's face, she said firmly, "Yes."

After that, she stretched out her hand tremblingly on the side of her thigh.

Through the glass, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, she tapped the cheek of the sleeping girl inside, and she murmured, "Wake up."

"This is the backpack she gave me when she rushed out."

"She said, if she is, unfortunately. Let me say sorry to you."

"Say good letter, I can only write this."

Han Gang handed the white backpack to Xiang Xia. There was some dust on it, but there was no trace of blood, as if it was being protected.

Where the hand touches the first grid.

There is Founder's notebook.

Xiang Xia didn't open it, she knew what it was, so she calmly took it and held it in her arms.

She doesn't look terribly sad, and Han Gang is relieved, turning to take care of colleagues in the other wards, especially Jung, who was rescued by Wu Zi, who is seriously injured.

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Half a month later, Wu Zi did not wake up, and she was moved back to the city's largest hospital for further treatment.

During this period, Xiang Xia accompanied her, and all business trips were cancelled. She always sat in front of the hospital bed with a notebook, and looked at Wu Zi while working.

Not at all what a boss should do.

She does too much.

Those who know the company understand that the relationship between them is that the boss is deeply affectionate, but they also understand in their hearts that this kind of life may not last long. I can't see how much I love Wu Zi.

To do what it is today, there is no fault.

Leaving should also be forgiven.

The second week after Wu Zi came back, people from the company went to visit together.

They stopped outside the ward.

The white-haired old man was sitting on the side. He lowered his head and caressed his granddaughter's cheek. He looked old and out of shape, his eyes were full of tenderness. He was whispering something, so focused that he didn't notice the person who came to visit .

The assistant was standing at the door. When she saw this scene, her eyes were red for a moment. She didn't know what to do. Chen Qi held her hand and patted her on the shoulder, "It will be fine."

Others whispered, too, that it would be fine.

But everyone knew that this was just a word of comfort. He had been lying down for half a month without waking up, and if he didn't wake up again, he might just sleep like this for the rest of his life.

The small glass windows of the ward and the snow-white imprint on the house number remind people that this is a ward.

The assistant held back her tears, and she tried to calm down, but she couldn't.

At this time, a calm and deserted voice sounded from behind, "Let me go."

"Hello, Boss Xiang!" The person at the back was the first to recover, and she greeted quickly.

She just hummed, holding a basin in her hand, which was filled with hot water, the thin water vapor condensed into mist and evaporated, with a towel on her wrist, her gaze stayed on several people for a moment, and she said softly, "Go in."

Xiang Xia's condition was unexpectedly good.

The assistant thought that she would see the other party's disheveled and depressed appearance, but no, she tidied herself up without any complaints on her face.

She was calm and silent, with no wind or waves, and no emotions could be seen.

It's just a little dark right now.

Xiang Xia pushed open the door, the old man raised his head and saw them, he didn't speak, his eyes were cloudy with a dry bark face.

The ward was not as cold as imagined.

The transparent glass windows were opened, and there was a vase of Doraemon on the window sill, with sunflowers inserted in it, the sun was very good, and the ground was warm with light and shadow.

There is only one bed in the room, with a recliner next to it, cups and other sundries are placed on the table by the window, clean and tidy.

Wu Zi was lying on the bed, her hair was tied up, hanging gently on one side, her face was calm, her body was covered with a white quilt, and everything was taken care of in an orderly manner.

It's just a small talk.

A group of assistants can't do anything for Wu Zi, let alone money.

Xiang Xia was sitting under the window sill, and when a group of people were talking to the old man, her gaze was always on Wu Zi.

Evening comes.

When the visitors left, the old man couldn't bear to lower his head. It was time to go. There was only one reclining chair in this room.

And he is too old to hold on.

The room returned to calm.

Xiang Xia went to change the basin of warm water in silence, and gently wiped her cheeks, like this every day.

I have to work late, answer letters, follow up projects, and can't relax for a moment.

Late at night, she stopped what she was doing, took out the leather notebook, and opened the bookmark.

I don't know which page it is.

This was written by Wu Zi. With a gentle expression on her face, she lightly touched the words with her fingers and read in a low voice. Her fingertips slowly slid down until she reached the next few words.

Stop for a long time.

After a while, her cold voice sounded again, but it was full of tremors under the calmness.

"We are together. But I often wonder if she has ever liked me."

"She doesn't like to talk about her past, and she doesn't like to talk about her thoughts. She didn't even say that she likes me on the day she confirmed the relationship with me."

"She just said, I know it."

"Sister, I don't know, I don't know what you are thinking."

"She is excellent. I am often afraid of being left behind and unable to keep up with her pace. I study hard and try my best to get rid of many problems. I hope to be closer to her."

"I know I shouldn't think this way. The road ahead may be difficult, but I have made plans. Even if there are constant ups and downs in this life, I will work hard and live with my sister seriously."

Under the moonlight, Xiang Xia held Wu Zi's hand, tears falling silently.

This is the first time, since the accident, she shed tears for the first time, the grief came too violently, she curled up and slid to the ground, she murmured: "I like it."

She just doesn't say it.

Hide her love in every corner of life.

Hidden in her lunch box, hidden in all the things she loves that come out of the house, hidden in the scent of her clothes, hidden in her heart.

How can you not like it.

The crying was suppressed, suppressed, and gradually could not be suppressed, curled up in the corner by the bed, only the hands that were holding each other did not let go.

The next morning.

Everything was calm again.

When the old man came, Xiang Xia was sitting beside her. She lowered her head to cut Wu Zi's nails, her expression was so focused that it seemed that only the people in front of her were left in the world.

Of course, the old man knew that Xiang Xia was not just Wu Zi's boss introduced by herself.

Maybe when he first came back, he didn't understand, but today, there is still something he doesn't understand.

He was worried about not lifting the window screen.

But these days, he saw everything Xiang Xia did.

The other party is a good girl, if nothing happened to Wu Zi, the old man would be very happy to be with her.

But in the current situation, he has selfishness, but he can't bear it.

The old man stretched out his hand: "Let me come."

Xiang Xia looked up at him, then shook her head slightly: "It's almost over."

He didn't force him, sat down beside him, pulled the sheet on Wu Zi's body, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for taking care of Wu Zi, I will hire a nurse in the future, so I won't waste your time, you are also busy."

Xiang Xia was stunned for a moment, she could tell that the old man meant to let her go.

"you?"

The old man showed a bit of warmth on his face. He touched his granddaughter's head and said in a low voice, "I understand you. If there is no such accident, I will support you. But right now, I am her grandfather. I have been raised since I was a child. Next, I will support you." I'll be with her too."

"You are still young, and you will meet someone more suitable in the future."

The kind voice persuaded in a low voice, but he couldn't bear it.

Xiang Xia raised her eyes slightly, and lowered them again. She carefully trimmed her nails, and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, we have made plans to accompany you for a long distance."

"Even if there are ups and downs and wind and rain on the road, we must live together seriously."

She raised her head gently, smiled and comforted the old man, "It will be fine."

After that, she put away the nail clippers and put them in the drawer, looked at the drip, stood up and said, "You sit down first, I'll ask someone to change the drip."

The old man looked at her with a complicated face.

She called the nurse, and on the way back, she heard the old man's call from Wu Zi's ward.

It was a little far away, but I vaguely heard two words: "Wake up! Wake up!"

The old man's voice trembled with joy.

In just two words, it seems to be the melting of glaciers, the new buds of dead trees, and the dawn of the long night.Xiang Xia supported the wall as she walked to the door of the ward.

The girl was sitting, under the soft morning sun, she looked at her, smiled and said, "Sister."

"The weather is great today."

Wu Zi laughed and cried.

Xiang Xia's eyes were moist, she raised her hand to touch her face, and said in a low voice, "Yes, that's great."

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