Ginger Soda

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Jiang Yan looked at this terrible space through the thin sunlight, as if he had been sitting here and maintained this posture for thousands of years, he raised his stiff neck, and embed himself into the sofa in self-defeating.With less than three hours to go to work, he was immobilized by a stabbing pain in his ankle.Jiang Yan piled all the cotton fabrics within reach on his body, but his body was still shaking like chaff.He cautiously stood up and wanted to throw himself on the bed, and recklessly fell asleep to escape himself, but he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, hitting his forehead on the coffee table.Jiang Yan took a few breaths in embarrassment, and his few minds were scattered by such a bump. He looked for the medicine box indiscriminately, but found an exquisitely packaged gift box.Jiang Yan's heart pulled hard. He seemed to know what it was, but he didn't dare to open it. Finally, he couldn't help but untie the ribbon.

Inside was the tie that Fu Yu mentioned earlier, which would go well with his bamboo-pattern tie.

Jiang Yan couldn't imagine what kind of mood the man had in buying it. He carefully stroked the silk fabric with his fingertips, and there was more and more transparent liquid in his eye sockets. Jiang Yan only glanced at the note, and the tears that had been suppressed all night fell desperately, and dark sprays bloomed on the tie.

—Lederniercadeau.*

"sorry..."

Jiang Yan clutched the tie tightly, like a man aphasic, wailing silently but powerfully.

*Dom Pellinon: Top Champagne

Lederniercadeau: The last gift.

No.30 Act Two

Su Ji smoked a few cigarettes downstairs in Jiang Yan, and then drove around.He had nowhere to go, the house was being renovated, and even though the environmentally friendly materials were used, there was still a smell of formaldehyde. He parked the car at a breakfast shop by accident, because it looked like a place that Jiang Yan would frequent.The aroma of the egg-filled pancakes wafted into the air like a substance, and the hot soybean milk was wrapped in the most simple sweetness. The stall owner who was busy with the pancakes greeted him warmly. Polished.

He watched the exquisite breakfast brought by those rough hands, and gave him an extra tea egg. The stall owner grinned and spoke with a little accent: "You are the first customer today, and this is for you." Su Ji At this time, it suddenly dawned on me why Jiang Yan prefers to dig into such corners and alleys instead of going to the delicacies of mountains and seas. He was eager to find someone to express his understanding, but he was lonely and found that he was the only one left.Su Ji looked at the slightly bright sky, it was obviously the time for the sun to rise, but the whole sky was gray, as if there was not even a ray of sunlight to be seen, which made people feel hopeless.

Su Ji politely turned away from the stall owner, praised him for the delicious food, then leaned against the cart and smoked one after another.The biting wind blew his slightly raised cheekbones and eye sockets a little red, as if he had just cried, and Wei Wei called just after he finished smoking the last cigarette in the cigarette case.

"President Su, you are still here today..."

"Wei Wei, help me pack up the documents of Longda Company, and book a plane ticket to City C."

"Didn't you leave this job to Xiao Zhang?"

"I'm broken in love and need an excuse to escape reality."

Of course, as one of the two injured immature adults who can only relieve their emotions by smoking, Jiang Yan is naturally not much better.

Jiang Yan was lying on the bed and looking at the gray sky outside the window. He still held a cigarette in his right hand and did not smoke, letting the smoke wrapped in 69 kinds of carcinogens slowly fill the space.The phone turned on and off, and finally he bit the cigarette into his mouth slowly, and lied to Miu Miao that he was not feeling well today.

Not reconciled.

Jiang Yan threw the 17th cigarette butt on the ground, wrapping up the snow-white quilt under her body.What Su Ji said is not wrong, his attachment to Fu Yu is nothing more than the remaining unwillingness, no matter how much love or hate, it has long since disappeared in those few years of insipid conversations do.She is inherently cold and thin, so how can she be unforgettable.

After realizing this, Jiang Yan realized what an unforgivable thing he had done.He turned his body stiffly, and the mottled tie wrapped around his left wrist was gently placed on his heart. The note had been pinched and wrinkled, but the young man still did not let go.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to speed up his slow suicide.

At this time, Jiang Yan felt something moving in the quilt, and reached out to touch it, it turned out to be Josephine.Cats are particularly sensitive to smells. Seeing that the bedroom has become smoggy, they clutch the quilt tightly and are unwilling to come out. "Didn't he take you away?" Jiang Yan smiled, and put Josephine in his arms and followed his long hair. Josephine meowed, and the sweet tone put Jiang Yan in a good mood After a while, in order not to poison the cat, he dragged his painful feet to get up and opened the window to diffuse the smell.Jiang Yan wanted to get something for Josephine to eat, but he didn't find any ingredients. He had made an appointment with Su Ji to go to the supermarket after finishing the tie.

The cat food has been eaten, and the things in the refrigerator are not suitable for pets. Jiang Yan sits weakly on the sofa. He has no appetite, but there is no reason for the cat to suffer with him.He sighed, began to put on his clothes, and peeled a boiled egg for the cat.If he was the only one, he would definitely not choose to go downstairs on such a day suitable for abandoning the world.Jiang Yan put on his shoes, his ankle was already swollen to a large extent, and it hurt terribly from rubbing against the upper. He frowned, took the key and wanted to open the door and go downstairs.But thinking of what Su Ji had said about Josephine's penchant for expensive ties, Jiang Yan limped back to the bedroom and put the bamboo pattern tie into a gift box and put it away.

When the security guard saw him coming out, he greeted him warmly, but he was still taken aback by his pale face: "Why is your face still so ugly? Is something wrong? You must tell us if you have something to do." !" Jiang Yan raised the corner of his mouth: "It's just that I fell and hurt my foot last night, thank you for your concern." "Hey, then you can go to the hospital as soon as possible, and it won't be good if you delay." His earnestness and warmth warms his heart.Jiang Yan hailed a taxi, and changed the name of the supermarket that was about to blurt out to the nearest hospital.Now that it's all out, let's take a look.

Jiang Yan turned on the phone to reply to Jiang Man's message, but unexpectedly saw the dazzling background.His fingertips brushed over Su Ji's face in the photo, his eyes were as sharp as a sword's blade, but he never looked at him so ruthlessly.Thinking of this made Jiang Yan feel even more uncomfortable, he thought he should go for a CT scan to see his heart, what is it that makes him feel so uncomfortable.But it turned out that there was nothing wrong with the heart, and it showed a lively and lively look that was different from the owner's face. It was the ankle injury that made the doctor scold him for not caring for his body.

After being pushed with medicated oil once in the hospital, Jiang Yan walked to the supermarket with bottles and cans of medicine in his arms. His mood was as congealed as the injury, hoping to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis a little bit.

He bought a lot of cat food and canned food, hoping that he would not lose weight from feeding Josephine, and bought some common ingredients that were missing at home.In the end, he had no choice but to stand between the shelves in a daze, remembering that Su Ji said a few days ago that he wanted to eat shrimp and tofu soup.After deliberating for a while, he still picked up a few white and tender winter bamboo shoots and put them in the shopping cart.

Jiang Yan stood at the door of the house with two bags of things at a loss. Maybe there is a conscience in his bones. Jiang Yan has been criticized by Fengyue in just a few hours. Fu Yu's things seemed to be thrown into a paper shredder, and then they were piled up with powder to make a Su Ji appearance.

He used the fastest time to suffer, forget, hope, and then give up on himself.Jiang Yan would never find any excuses of "knowing it earlier" or "if it was then", but now he really wants to press the button of the time machine to go back to the meeting yesterday afternoon, and he will never chase it out again.

Jiang Yan took out the key chain and wanted to open the door, but was stung by the key that Su Jisai came over.He gently stroked the sharp corners, frowned, and quickly came up with a feasible idea.The key must not be kept, the name is not right, and the cat must be sent back to someone.

He opened the door and let the cat wipe the hair all over his pants: "I'll take you home tomorrow, Josephine."

No.30 Three Acts

In one hour, it rained five times.

Jiang Yan rubbed his brows while looking at the floor-to-ceiling windows with water droplets winding. City S is a famous city of rain. He always felt that he was almost half-British, and the first greeting he would say when he met his colleagues was to guess whether it would rain today.Jiang Yan never hated the rain. On the contrary, he felt that it was very pleasant to work or sleep indoors on rainy days. It was also interesting to walk on the road with an umbrella and listen to the sound of water droplets hitting the umbrella, but now the heavy rain outside the window It seemed to be sprinkled on his heart, and there was a deafening sound next to his ears, which made people feel irritable.

Thanks to the rain, he couldn't see what was going on across the building at all, no matter whether that person's curtains were drawn or closed.Jiang Yan clenched his phone tightly. He didn't have the courage to contact Su Ji. The continuous rain kept hitting people's morale. City S is such a city, it is tiresomely humid and fragrant in summer, and despairingly endless in winter.

Jiang Yan shook his head, he would never bring his personal emotions into work, yesterday's decadence was shameful enough.He's penciling in a rough draft of a Valentine's Day project, which is excruciating.He forced himself into a state of work, where