sinking in his peril

Just swallowed half a sip of water, Zhizhi almost lost her breath, swallowed hard, and said coldly: "Then what should I do?"

"You wait for me to come back in the afternoon and have dinner together. Anyway, you have the key, right? Why don't you stay until tomorrow and then go back." Bai Xiyao said relaxedly, "Xin Ran said to surprise me, how rare you said!" Finally said It was pitiful, Zhizhi thought she was a birthday star, so she could only say as generously as possible: "Then you come back earlier."

She hung up the phone, and the scenery outside the window was flying fast, and the spring color was getting stronger, and she felt that it was green everywhere, and the aura was compelling.

Walking quickly back to the familiar floor, she couldn't help but wonder if Zhong Ruoxi came back last night, and she was just thinking about it. Zhizhi was so annoyed that she still didn't want to take the initiative to contact him—always feeling flustered.She opened the door and went in, staring blankly at her hut. It turned out that Bai Xiyao... a woman who worships money, gossips, and materialistic, actually likes the pink and tender home style, with pink lace on the curtains and tablecloths.The first thing is to put the gift on the table, for fear that I will forget it, and sit on the sofa watching TV with nothing to do.

During lunch time, she can recite the phone numbers of several nearby takeaway restaurants by the way, so it is convenient to solve.The afternoon sun makes people feel lazy. Zhizhi doesn't like to take a nap, because she always feels that it will affect her biological clock, and she often suffers from insomnia at night.She is used to drinking coffee at one or two o'clock to refresh her mind, and when she is busy until four or five o'clock, she has no sleep at all.But Bai Xiyao has always hated caffeine, and always thought it was some kind of drug slightly lower than heroin. There were several buckets of pure water in the house, so she naturally nestled on the soft sofa and poured it slowly. I fell down—slept in a dark, deep sleep, without even a dream.

Opening her eyes with a little struggle, the sun was still shining outside, Zhizhi half closed her eyes again, struggled with the remaining drowsiness in her head, sat up slowly, glanced at the clock, it was almost 5 o'clock—her patience When it came to an end, couldn't Bai Xiyao just call her here and go have fun with her boyfriend without paying attention?

She picked up her phone, thought about it, and decided that if she didn't come to care about herself after five o'clock, she could only harass her. She looked at the purple gift box on the table with resentment—it was almost half a month old. The salary has been reduced to the point where no one cares about it.

Zhong Ruoxi's car drove down the building and slowed down involuntarily. He knew she would not be here, so he couldn't help but look up—a figure stood on the balcony, who looked like her, but It can be seen that the white shirt and the swaying plain long skirt have always been standing somewhere like this—whether it is memory or life, it is like an ink painting.

He didn't stop the car and called her.

Finally, he clearly saw the woman on the balcony answering the phone, and he suddenly felt happy—there was only this scene, she answered his phone standing in the sun.

"Look down." He said to her with a smile, like an intimate whisper.

Zhizhi lowered her head, naturally she was very familiar with that car, she couldn't help laughing and said, "It's really you?"

It's a coincidence that he seldom lives here, and he happened to come back to pick up some things. Is this fate?
"Are you coming down, or am I going up?" Zhong Ruoxi gave her a choice bluntly, and he didn't have much time.

"I'll come down. Don't come up." Zhizhi said anxiously, since Bai Xiyao lives in the house now, she can't let people in and out casually like before.

She grabbed her phone and ran down, slamming the door.

"When did you come? Why didn't you tell me." Zhong Ruoxi brushed aside a few strands of her forehead hair, her expression froze slightly, but she didn't avoid it.He took everything under his eyes, and he didn't seem to be used to his intimacy—but he didn't avoid it, which was a good thing after all.

"Bai Xiyao's birthday, I came here in the morning." She turned her head to look at him, her tall figure covered some of the sunlight, "But she left me to go on a date, I was thinking about the meaning of my presence here. "

Zhong Ruoxi looked at the time, and sighed regretfully: "I was caught first again."

Zhizhi could only pretend to be confused, "Are you busy? Then I'll go up."

Zhong Ruoxi frowned slightly to see that she was about to leave, but couldn't find a reason to keep her, so she could only say goodbye, but said in a low voice, "I'll contact you tonight."

Zhizhi turned her head and smiled, waved the phone in her hand, and said in a crisp voice, "Okay."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, it was still the same black mobile phone, only the cheerful answer made him feel a little brighter.

Before running to the elevator, there was another string of unfamiliar numbers, and a bad premonition had already arisen in his heart—it was a voice he had heard before, Fei Xinran.

"Zhizhi? We're stuck on the mountain road. It seems we won't be able to get down at night. Bai Xiyao's cell phone has been shut down again. She asked me to tell you. I'm really sorry. We'll be back tomorrow morning." He said vigorously, without pause.

Zhizhi sneered a few times in her heart, did she really treat her like a monkey?Senior employees in the hotel service industry can be fully reimbursed for mobile phone expenses, but they can still shut down?It's not a plausible reason to lie - it's better to say that the battery is out.

With such sinister intentions, she saw that she was embarrassed to lose her temper with Fei Xinran——she restrained herself as much as possible, and said in a cheerful voice: "You guys have fun." She hung up the phone quickly, thinking who is waiting for you, Decided to go upstairs to carry the bag and go back.

However, when he walked to the door, he finally felt that the whole world began to distort—did she come out with the key?
Certainly not now, because her clothes are extremely simple, without a single pocket - the only thing she holds in her hand is her mobile phone.

That's great, I'm too lazy to call Bai Xiyao, so I must turn off the phone.Fei Xinran probably followed his girlfriend's instructions and turned off the phone.She had a headache and thought, who else could she go to?

Or go to a hotel for a night?
But the wallet is in the house.

The so-called end of the mountain.

When Zhizhi called him, she just thought of him for a while.

"I'm locked out of the house - homeless." There was dissatisfaction in her tone, as if she was losing her temper with the man on the other end of the phone.

For the first time, Zhong Ruoxi was so shocked by her words that she couldn't reply. After a while, he seemed to calm down: "Come down." He quickly turned the car around.

"What do you want? How about I have someone take you back. Or stay here for one night?" He looked at her pouted with a slight smile, looking like a child, and asked her patiently.

"No, all my things are on it." She pointed to the upstairs angrily, "Can you... can you lend me some money?"

Zhong Ruoxi looked at her with a half-smile, "Borrow money?" He repeated, "Do you want to stay in a hotel?"

Zhizhi nodded.

"Stay at my house." He said indifferently, "I won't come back tonight, the house is empty anyway." His attitude was serious and sincere, which didn't embarrass her at all.

"That's not good." Zhizhi shook her head, and stretched out her hand persistently, "Can you lend me some money?" Her eyes were cautious.

He looked at the slender hand stretched out in front of him, and dragged it over, not bothering to explain to her.

She never knew where Zhong Ruoxi lived—it turned out to be the innermost row house in the community.His strength was astonishing, Zhizhi obediently did not break free, and stood in the room in a blink of an eye.He gave her the key to the house: "I'm really too late. You stay alone first, and someone will bring you something later." He was about to close the door and looked back at her: "Aren't you hungry?"

Zhizhi pursed her lips, shook her head, watched his back disappear behind the door, and then looked at the room—it felt very much like the suite he lived in in Nandai, but it was decorated in a different style, but they were all cold , there is no living breath of life.Even if you find a bunch of used paper towels, or a piece of cigarette ash-it seems that everything is spotless, just like the same board room, just for people to watch.

The sofa is dead gray—it suits his style very well. Zhizhi remembered that he was also wearing a gray suit today, which is really heroic—only then did he find a magazine on the coffee table. She flipped through a few pages of the evaluation report of a mobile phone, frowning at the unfamiliar terms, and wrote some extremely scribbled words on the side.