Tears in Heaven Chapter 16: When I miss you (6)

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What was more surprising was that a few days later, the general manager's office suddenly notified her to go to a business dinner with her colleagues in the marketing department to accompany Mr. Xiang. After arriving, I learned that it was Yutian Real Estate's Deputy General Manager Gao who hosted a banquet for Mr. Xiang. Halfway through the meal, Lei Yuzheng was suddenly led by the waiter and opened the door to enter. All the people at the dinner naturally stood up. Lei Yuzheng and the boss shook hands while apologizing: "I just got off the plane and it was late. I'm really sorry."

Xiang is always from the Northeast, and he is particularly outrageous. He shook Lei Yuzheng's hand and said, "What do you do if you say so."

I drank Luzhou Laojiao. There were only seven or eight people in total. They quickly drank four bottles of Guojiao 1573, so the dinner became lively, several bosses joked with each other, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed. Originally, Du Xiaosu was only immersed in eating dishes, but was named by Mr. Xiang: "Xiaosu, on behalf of our company, let’s give Mr. Lei a drink."

She had an accident for two seconds, and then she obediently raised her glass. Having drunk so much alcohol, Lei Yuzheng couldn't see the slightest drunkenness on his face, but he smiled and said, "No way, no, this is too bullying. How can a little girl come out suddenly after drinking halfway? Yes, according to this drink, I have to lie down and go back today."

"I will carry you back." Xiang Zong was very interested, and grabbed the wine glass in his hand. "Let's not have a friendship for one or two years, I know your amount. Come on, Xiaosu, It's full, full for Mr. Lei. Our northeast girl, Mr. Lei must give some face anyway."

Such entertainment is inevitable. This is the first time Du Xiaosu has seen Lei Yuzheng like this. Perhaps he has just come out of the airport, his hair is slightly messy, his gray shirt is unbuttoned, and he is half leaning against the back of his chair, which is quite different from his usual meticulous appearance. , There is a kind of lazy bohemian that the son Goth has. His slender fingers blocked the mouth of the cup: "It's not a matter of face or shame, it's unfair." He glanced at her carelessly, "Or Miss Du also has a drink, she has a drink and I have a drink." /

Mr Xiang originally had a very good guess about his relationship with Du Xiaosu, because when Du Xiaosu entered Boyuan’s design, it was an old friend who called him on the phone, and it was the Lei family’s relationship, so he even specifically asked Take care of human resources daily. This time I brought Du Xiaosu to negotiate a contract with Yutian, but I also wanted to get personal affection by the way. But he had never thought that this matter was not what he thought, so Xiaosu was jokingly asked Xiaosu to come out to toast at the banquet. He didn't expect Lei Yuzheng to say such a thing, and he didn't have any pity for Yuyu.

Just when it was a little embarrassing, Du Xiaosu had already poured herself a full glass of wine, and said, “Mr. Lei, I’ll do it first.” Before everyone could react, she had already raised her neck and slurped and drank all. Go down.

It was a sixty-degree liquor, and it was full of a large glass. Everyone was stunned. It took a few seconds to applaud. Lei Yuzheng couldn't see any expressions. Mr. Xiang felt that the relationship between the two people was a bit strange. He was thinking about it. Seeing Du Xiaosu taking the wine bottle from the waiter, he added it for Lei Yuzheng: "Thank you Mr. Lei."

Lei Yuzheng also drank it all in one breath. The leader Xiang clapped his hands and applauded. Lei Yuzheng seemed to smile and said: "Miss Du also has to have a drink with Mr. Xiang, this is fair."

Now it's Mr. Xiang's turn to quit: "Isn't this embarrassing the little girl? No way, let's drink ours..."

Lei Yuzheng put the wine glass on the table and said only two words: "Full!"

Du Xiaosu knew that although it was Yutian's treat, in fact the company wanted Yutian, who made Yutian the first party. She picked up the cup, didn't finish drinking it in one breath, choked, and coughed twice while covering her mouth, still trying to finish drinking. Vice President Gao on the side could not see it, so he helped her out: "Hey, Miss Du is a girl today. If you get drunk, wouldn't it be too dignified? Let's drink ours, Miss Du should drink juice. ."

Lei Yuzheng did not speak. In fact, Du Xiaosu was already feeling dizzy, her drink was mediocre, and the two glasses of spirits were drunk in a hurry. At this time, she felt like fire in her throat, hot. At this time, the bird's nest in apricot juice came up. She was not used to eating bird's nest, but it felt hot from the mouth to the stomach, and she had to eat something to press down. Holding the spoon, I felt that my hands were shaking, but luckily I didn't spill it.

The last person at the table drank two more bottles of wine. Mr. Xiang was full of red, and his speech was not very quick. Vice President Gao was also quite drunk. Du Xiaosu was confused, and remembered to help the boss negotiate the contract-but she was a little unstable even walking, she worked hard. Earth tried to make herself sober as possible, but the sky and the earth were shaking, and finally she was finally stuffed into the car, closed the door with a "bang", and the surroundings fell silent.

The car walks very smoothly. In fact, it is not uncomfortable to get drunk, but I feel thirsty. The leather chair had a faint smell of leather. She turned around and hugged him, burying her head in his shoulder. She was very familiar with the familiar taste, and finally let go of her heart, as she did in a dream countless times, she knew it was Shao Zhenrong, she dreamed of him again.

Lei Yuzheng tried to remove her hand a little bit. Everyone in Boyuan left, especially Mr. Xiang, who left the sentence: "Miss Du, hand it over to you." After waving his hand, he got into the car and drove away.

And this woman is like the stray cat, with big foggy eyes, standing pitifully under the street lamp.

Without waiting for him to speak, his driver didn't say a word, so he stuffed the stray cat into the back seat.

He glared at the driver fiercely, but unfortunately the driver didn't see it, he just closed the door, then went into the front driver's seat and started the car.

Forget it, but take her home once to see Zhenrong's face.

But after a while, her whole body leaned over, and she couldn't help but nest into his arms, really like a clever cat, automatically finding a comfortable position, breathing lightly, and falling asleep.

He was almost petrified.

He wants to push her away, but she is like a gum or chewing gum, sticky and does not move. Later, as long as he pushed her, she hugged her tighter, alive with an octopus.

"Du Xiaosu!" He patted her face, "Where do you live?"

She didn't answer, "Um", her chin rubbed against his chest twice, and she fell asleep again.

No ability to drink like that during the dinner.

The car arrived at the gate of the villa, and the driver opened the door for them. He patted her on the cheek again: "Hey!"

She did not respond.

Forget it, throw her into the car and sleep all night. It's just that she is holding his waist, she doesn't move, and he can't get out of the car.

"Du Xiaosu!" He called her again, but still did not respond.

He stretched out his hand to pinch her tiger's mouth, she let out a cry of pain, and finally opened her eyes. The long, slightly curled eyelashes, like the wings of a butterfly, trembled slightly.

"The driver will take you back." He finally pulled one of her arms away, "I'm going to get out of the car."

Her face is half raised, and her fair skin is almost translucent under the roof light, it seems a bit like ice, and her breath will melt. She smiled stupidly, as if she didn't understand what he was saying. She leaned over and re-wrapped her other arm around, as if childishly: "You've gained weight." Pointed his cheek with a finger," Here!" Then the chin, "And here!"

Without waiting for him to react, she suddenly stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and kissed him with her face raised. There was a strong alcohol in her breath, and her hot lips were like a fish, sliding on his lips, no no, it was her tongue. He instinctively wanted to push her away, but she tightened her arms and sucked harder on her lips. He wanted to say something, but her little tongue took the opportunity to sneak in and blocked all his voice. . Her face was frighteningly hot, and her lips were frighteningly hot. The whole person was like a ball of fire, surrounded him fiercely. He struggled hard, a little embarrassed, and finally threw her away.

The driver has long disappeared. Only autumn insects can be heard in the garden, and a street light not far away shines into the car. In fact, there were lights on the roof of the car, shining on her face, her cheeks were red, and she was half lying on the back of the car seat, drunk and confused.

"Shao Zhenrong," she muttered in a low voice, as if she was afraid to wake herself up, "I really miss you."

He was stunned there, and she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The night is getting dark, the lights are not turned on in the living room, and most of the furniture is immersed in silent darkness. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room are facing the east wall and the pink wall. Bamboo is planted under the wall, and a row of green spotlights are buried in front of the wall. The lights outline the branches of green bamboo, which are as subtle as pictures. The bamboo shadow reflected the deep blue in the room, sinking like a pond. This place always reminded him of his father's study at home, with a thousand poles under the eaves, and the sound of rain. You can hear the phone ringing in the front yard far away, and occasionally someone walks in, and they all lighten their steps carefully.

There are dozens of pieces scattered on the chessboard next to the window, reflecting the cool brilliance in the dim light. This is still the broken score he laid out more than a month ago, and the cleaners did not dare to move. He seldom comes to live here, because the house is large. Although it is a Chinese-style villa, the housekeeper is responsible for arranging and keeping it clean and comfortable, but he always feels less angry. So occasionally it’s too late to leave the airport, and I’m too lazy to cross the river, so I can rest here.

Through the faint green light of the spotlight, he put the black and white pieces into the chess box. The sound of clattering reminded him of learning chess when he was a child. He learned very hard, but his grandfather insisted on letting him Worship under the door of a famous teacher, tirelessly every day.

Grandpa said: "Tao'er has a stable temperament, so you don't need to learn chess. Rong'er is calm, so you don't need to learn chess. Your temperament is too rough and you have to learn."

When I said this, Zhen Rong was still a four or five-year-old boy, and he was only six or seven years old. He seemed to understand.

That kind of time has passed.

He went down the steps, sat on a wicker chair in the courtyard, and lit a cigarette.

The sky is a strange blue, like a grape jelly, sprinkled with fine silver sugar. The summer heat subsided in the middle of the night, and the night breeze was very cool, blowing people's clothes.

He felt a headache when he thought of the sleeping woman in the guest room on the second floor, as if he was drinking too much.

He has seen his parents raise their eyebrows and his grandparents are like friends. There were many loving couples in that era, who shared weal and woe and never abandoned them.

When he was young, he also thought that when he grew up, he would meet the person he loved all his life. From then on, he would hold his son's hand and grow old with him.