Ginger Flower

"Here we are, go in by yourself." The uncle picked up Chai and walked away, while Zhen Chuan was so nervous that he kept pinching his fingers, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

"Brother... What should I do if Yunyun ignores me?"

Jiang Hua shook her head, and knocked on the door of Chen Jiayun's house. In a small yard, the walls were not too high, and pomegranate trees could be vaguely seen inside.

After a while, the wooden door opened, and the iron ring on the door rattled because of the shaking.

"Who... are you looking for?" The gray-haired old man held a red pomegranate in his hand, and looked at the two suspiciously.

Seeing that it wasn't Chen Jiayun, Zhen Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We are friends of Chen Jiayun, can we go in and talk?"

The uncle rolled his eyes with a smile, nodded, opened the door wider and said, "You are Huadan'er's friends..."

The two of them followed the uncle into the yard, and sat at the stone table under the pomegranate tree, eating melon seeds.

"Why does Yunyun...uh...Chen Jiayun want to beg Hua Daner?" Zhen Chuan asked.

The old man peeled the pomegranate and said: "The Wen woman in the village said that the daughter-in-law was pregnant with a girl, so she gave her the nickname Huadan'er. Who knew it was a boy... This nickname is also the same. It's called Shunkou, so I don't change it at all..."

Zhen Chuan smiled, it turned out that Chen Jiayun had this story when she was a child, and she really didn't know Chen Jiayun.

"Grandpa... Ah Chuan?" Chen Jiayun was wearing a black leather jacket and asked in surprise as she looked at the crowd of people in the yard.

Jiang Hua took the food from Chen Jiayun's hand, helped the old man up and walked into the house.

"Old man, it's windy outside, let's go back inside to warm up..."

To make a light bulb is to be struck by lightning, Jiang Hua obviously knows this very well.

After Jiang Hua left, Zhen Chuan stood up a little at a loss, slurring his speech from nervousness.

"Yunyun... I'm sorry..."

Before Zhen Chuan could finish speaking, Chen Jiayun hugged Zhen Chuan in three steps instead of two.

Zhen Chuan stopped breathing and buried his head in Chen Jiayun's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Yunyun... I'm sorry..."

Chen Jiayun comforted Zhen Chuan helplessly, and said, "You've said you're sorry three times..."

Jiang Hua looked at the two hugging people from the window, smiled and shook his head, just about to call Cong Shen, but found that there was no mobile phone in the bag.

Lost it in the car?

The door opened, and Zhen Chuan came in holding Chen Jiayun's hand. After seeing Jiang Hua, Chen Jiayun withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

"You guys can stay here for a few more days, I'm back to City S."

Zhen Chuan was taken aback, and said, "Go back now? It's already six o'clock, let's go tomorrow."

Jiang Hua joked: "Seeing you showing your affection here, I'm afraid I'll be struck by lightning."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hua didn't delay. After tidying up, he started to walk towards the hill where the car was parked.

It was almost six o'clock, but it was already dark.The surrounding area was eerily quiet, especially the sound of shoes stepping on the leaves.

Jiang Hua got into the car and waited for a while before driving to S City.My nose is a little stuffy, it's really irresistible to catch a cold when the season changes.

There were few pedestrians on the road and the street lights were dim. It was almost ten o'clock when Jiang Hua rushed home.

After returning home, the expected warm lights did not appear, the house was deserted, and Cong Shen did not come back.

Jiang Hua stood in a daze for a while before entering the room.

After taking a bath and taking the medicine, Jiang Hua tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep. It had been a month since the trial period, and neither Cong Shen nor himself mentioned this matter, as if it was a part of daily life, and it was easy to turn over the chapter.But Jiang Hua cared about this matter very much, for fear that Cong Shen only wanted to try it for a month.

Cong Shen's phone was turned off, Jiang Hua didn't bother to think about it, and fell asleep with his thoughts in one position.

Jiang Hua had a dream, and he hadn't had a dream for a long time.I dreamed that I was still in junior high school.Cong Shen released all the frogs, and his proud smile was very beautiful.The white skin is lined with darker eyeballs, like a puppy.

After waking up from the dream, Jiang Hua got up with a smile and was in a good mood all morning.

"Cong Shen, let's have lunch together. I've made a reservation at the restaurant downstairs in your company." Jiang Hua took a pen and crossed out all the afternoon's itinerary.

Cong Shen was silent for a while, and after Jiang Hua asked suspiciously for a while, Cong Shen spoke.

"Jiang Hua, today...may not be able to have dinner with you."

Jiang Hua stopped, and said with some disappointment: "Oh...are you busy? Can you do it this afternoon?"

Cong Shen bit his lip, and listened to Jiang Hua's expectant voice, and said, "Jiang Hua...I'm in N City."

"Are you on a business trip? When will you be back?"

"Maybe a year...or maybe more..."

Jiang Hua stood up and almost knocked over the coffee on the table.

"More than a year?! Cong Shen, you..."

"The company has this opportunity to learn... so I came here. I was thinking..."

Jiang Hua interrupted Cong Shen, and said angrily, "Why don't you discuss it with me?! Cong Shen, you really... you..." Jiang Hua paced back and forth, unable to hold back his anger, and said, "You Do you really think that the two of us are together? Even if you have thought about such a big thing, you should tell me in advance so that I can prepare a bit? Is it because you don’t plan to tell me until I fucking call you? Is it? Cong Shen, you have a little self-consciousness as my boyfriend, okay? Fuck..."

Cong Shen was also annoyed by Jiang Hua's blatant accusation, and said, "I want to discuss with you, Manager Jiang, have you given me time? You are busy all the time, either for your brother or for your company. Okay, okay... You said I didn't regard you as a boyfriend, so may I ask where you put my boyfriend? When I want to discuss things with you, you are also busy. The President of the United States also Not as busy as you are?"

Jiang Hua's eyes turned black with anger, and she squeezed the pen in her hand tightly.

"Cong Shen, did you say enough? You think you are right when you co-authored this matter, right? Yes... I was indeed busy the past few days, but Zhen Chuan is my younger brother. You can't tell the priority of things? You know I'm busy, so where are you when I'm so fucking busy? Oh yes, you have to cherish the opportunity that the company gives you, and you're going to N City to find your chance to be in the top position. You'd rather give up on me than you Do you want to get ahead? I haven't seen Cong Shen for so many years, and I realize that I really don't understand you anymore. You are more snobbish and hypocritical than before." After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he hung up the phone and sat stiffly on the chair. After a while, he frantically threw the phone towards the door.The mobile phone that had been broken into four pieces was still bouncing on the ground.

Sister Qiu saw this posture as soon as she entered the office. Manager Jiang lowered her head and looked annoyed at the broken mobile phone on the table.

"Uh...Manager Jiang?"

Jiang Hua looked up and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Sister Qiu listened to this tone, pondered her tone and said: "The company will hold the next quarterly meeting in the afternoon, and I will remind you not to forget it."

Jiang Hua nodded, and Sister Qiu slowly left the office.

People from the same department crowded over immediately, and a girl said, "How is it? What's Manager Jiang's mood index today?"

Sister Qiu's face was ashen, and she said, "What do you use for comparison?"

The girl thought for a while and said, "Take the handsome handsome guy who delivered food to Manager Jiang to the company last time as a mood index of [-]."

Sister Qiu asked slowly: "Can the mood index be negative?"

girl:"……"

Everyone can guess how Manager Jiang is feeling today.

The author has something to say: Let me just say that Cong Erhuo's death flag has been set =_=

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Quarrels are temporary!

Sadism is temporary!

Sweetness is what matters (???_??)?

Don't forget that Cong Erhuo is a loyal dog [Fog] Gong!