Accompany you to the end of the world
Chapter 30
Chapter30
A pair of black high-heeled boots creaked, and her steps were hurried and dense.On the bright and clean floor tiles, a woman's undisguised hasty expressions are reflected——
It was Lang Chen, the deputy director of Tie Qiangwei.For some reason, this morning she was always feeling uneasy—uneasy, even with a bit of dangerous expectation.
Therefore, Lang Chen hurried back to his residence as soon as he finished dealing with the affairs of the department.
It wasn't until she stopped in front of the white-painted alloy door and pressed the password that she woke up like a dream, and felt that she was really absurd. What was she expecting?
However, at the moment of opening the door, Lang Chen still followed his intuition and secretly clenched the miniature USP on his waist.
The door opened, and there was no one in the simple room, but something caught her gaze.
A bouquet of black lilies with different moods is inserted in a transparent round body and slender neck crystal vase——
There are two twin flowers that are in full bloom, while others are still budding, or are still tightly closed. The flowers and branches are scattered, and it can be seen that they have been carefully decorated.
Lang Chen felt his heart was suspended, and she strode forward, holding up the bunch of Widowmaker:
In the crystal bottle, the water surface is just below the neck of the thin bottle.An aspirin had just melted completely, and a large number of tiny bubbles rose up with great momentum, and then escaped silently.
Lang Chen watched all this silently, the body of the bottle, where his fingers touched, seemed to still have the temperature left by someone.
The slightly sweet and charming smell of Widowmaker rushed to the tip of her nose, and entered her blood vessels along with her breath.
Mystery; Desperate Love—
Suddenly, Lang Chen thought of Widowmaker's flower language.
"Pfft—" Lang Chen was amused by his own thoughts.In this day and age, flowers are precious things, especially in Yuemang City, where heavy industry is developed and the area is small; where did that guy Hu Xun get such a bunch of Widowmaker?
Besides, the word "flower language" has disappeared in the language of this era. A girl less than 20 years old like Hu Xun is obviously not a person who likes to read archaeological books. How did she know what Widowmaker represents? What is the meaning?
At night, Lang Chen was lying on the bed.The refreshing night breeze brought the scent of Widowmaker, and she looked at the blooming flowers one after another, and felt a long-lost tranquility in her heart.
In the next few days, everything was normal, and Hu Xun never came again.
Langchen added another aspirin to the vase, hoping that the flowers would bloom for a while longer.
The branches and leaves of the flowers have turned black and curled, and the flowers are all withered and drooping——
Keeping it can no longer add any beauty to the room, but it seems that the expectation in the owner's heart is a bit funny and ironic.
Lang Chen couldn't help being disappointed, she sighed secretly, threw the flowers that were too withered to see into the trash can, but still cleaned the crystal bottle and put it on the small table beside the bed.
Then she left the room and went to the operations.
The second after she left, a cleaning lady who was wiping the wall in the corridor stopped what she was doing.
Snapped!
Hu Xun threw away the dirty sackcloth in his hand, took out the tissue that he carried with him, and wiped his hands carefully.
Afterwards, she swiftly walked to the dead corner of the surveillance, and climbed along the narrow balcony into the open window of Lang Chen's room.
She saw the crystal vase and the withered and blackened Widowmaker in the trash can at a glance.
Hu Xun unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth——
Langchen liked the flowers she gave her very much, so the mysterious and gentle Miss Langchen must know the flower language of Widowmaker, right?
Thinking of this, Hu Xun's heart couldn't help but feel like warm boiled water with honey.
She took out a photo and a pen, grinned and wrote a neat line of ancient characters on the back of the photo.
"I've been thinking about you."
A few hours later, the moment Lang Chen saw the photo, he flipped it to the back with a tacit understanding, and whispered this sentence.
Lang Chen blinked, and turned the front of the photo - it was at the Basken Tavern, their first "date", their first dance.
The images in my memory suddenly hit my face, like a silent warning before a tsunami:
On the twilight dance floor, they are surrounded by frenzied writhing crowds, drunken people shouting frank and obscene love words.She has black hair and a plain face; she wears a poor black windbreaker with no tie on the shirt inside;
Hu Xun deliberately put on makeup, wearing a light green suspender miniskirt, like a glowing elf.
She hugged Hu Xun's waist, and the other hooked her shoulders, and they were cautiously testing each other.
At a certain moment, a ray of light happened to flash past them-this moment was in the photo.
Obviously, this photo was retrieved by Hu Xun from the Basken Tavern's surveillance camera and intercepted and printed.
Lang Chen stared at the photo for a long time, and finally she lowered her eyes, a violent tsunami suddenly set off in her heart, making her feel embarrassed by her desperate love.
Finally, she covered her face and cried, swearing for the first time in a long time:
"Hu Xun, your mother is really good at provoking people."
The night when the lights first come on.
When Lang Chen came out of the shower, he immediately felt the coolness of the December night wind.
She dried most of the moisture from her hair, and was about to close the window when she heard a knock on the door.
The knock on the door rang three times in a row, but Lang Chen didn't take it seriously——
It's so late, the iron rose trade union has already handed over posts everywhere, and she is not on the night shift today;
She doesn't have many friends here, who would be so rude to come to her room to find her?Maybe it was the door next door.
The next moment, a strange female voice sounded outside the door:
"Miss Langchen, the Director ordered me to send you a document."
Director?Lang Chen was slightly startled.She has been with Iron Qiangwei for so long, and has been the deputy director of the Iron Qiangwei Operations Department for so long, and she has indeed never met the director.
The identity of the other party is quite mysterious, and she has never been seen in public; besides the president, colleagues in Iron Rose have also seen her.
Lang Chen believed twice, but still remained vigilant. She touched the miniature USP on her waist, walked quickly to the door, and peeped out through the small monitoring eyes.
It was indeed a strange girl, wearing Iron Qiangwei's red uniform.Lang Chen vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a girl in the operation department.
She dispelled her suspicion even more, tucked USP into her sleeve, and opened the door suddenly.
The moment the other party came to the file empire, a pair of fair and beautiful hands wrapped around the girl's neck in an instant, and then twisted it cleanly—the girl fell limp before she could even close her eyes; with her fiery red hair, A delicate and bright face was revealed.
Almost at the same moment, Lang Chen raised the gun without hesitation, and pulled the trigger with his index finger——
The slightly sweet and charming scent instantly invaded her mind, made her feel dizzy for a moment, and also made the shot that was about to be fired instantly silenced.
After reacting again, Hu Xun opened his hands and threw himself into her arms——
From the perspective of corridor monitoring, this is nothing more than an ambiguous relationship between Miss Langchen, the deputy director of the Operations Department, and one of her subordinates——
It's not uncommon to see it inside Iron Rose. It's just nepotism among bureaucrats. What's so strange?
But Lang Chen didn't feel the warmth in her arms, because Hu Xun didn't really throw himself into her arms.
Hu Xun kept enough distance to deal with Langchen's attack, and put the gun on Langchen's back.
She blinked coquettishly, a strand of red hair beside her cheek was blown up by the night wind, Hu Xun whistled frivolously:
"Don't ask me to come in and sit down?"
Langchen remained silent.
At this moment, endless emotions surged in her heart, anger, resentment, doubts, these intense emotions made Lang Chen overwhelmed.
She thought, why is Hu Xun so calm?
It was obvious that Hu Xun had deceived her first, and even almost killed her, so why did he dare to provoke her again and again?
Lang Chen raised his eyes and stared at Hu Xun: "Hu Xun, I hate you—uh!"
She struggled violently, trying to push him away, but felt the force of the gun in the back of her heart instantly increased a lot; she was pushed back into the room by the other party, and heard the other party's voice blurred between her lips and teeth:
"I didn't intend to kill you this time... Back off!"
As Hu Xun walked into the room, he kicked the door behind him hard.
Lang Chen was too emotional, and Hu Xun was almost unable to hold her down.
At this moment, Lang Chen bumped into the head of the bed with his knees, and fell back suddenly.Hu Xun was also brought down.
The author has something to say:
I originally wanted to finish writing this chapter, but firstly, it was too late; secondly, I was worried about being locked by mistake, so I wrote this point first.
A pair of black high-heeled boots creaked, and her steps were hurried and dense.On the bright and clean floor tiles, a woman's undisguised hasty expressions are reflected——
It was Lang Chen, the deputy director of Tie Qiangwei.For some reason, this morning she was always feeling uneasy—uneasy, even with a bit of dangerous expectation.
Therefore, Lang Chen hurried back to his residence as soon as he finished dealing with the affairs of the department.
It wasn't until she stopped in front of the white-painted alloy door and pressed the password that she woke up like a dream, and felt that she was really absurd. What was she expecting?
However, at the moment of opening the door, Lang Chen still followed his intuition and secretly clenched the miniature USP on his waist.
The door opened, and there was no one in the simple room, but something caught her gaze.
A bouquet of black lilies with different moods is inserted in a transparent round body and slender neck crystal vase——
There are two twin flowers that are in full bloom, while others are still budding, or are still tightly closed. The flowers and branches are scattered, and it can be seen that they have been carefully decorated.
Lang Chen felt his heart was suspended, and she strode forward, holding up the bunch of Widowmaker:
In the crystal bottle, the water surface is just below the neck of the thin bottle.An aspirin had just melted completely, and a large number of tiny bubbles rose up with great momentum, and then escaped silently.
Lang Chen watched all this silently, the body of the bottle, where his fingers touched, seemed to still have the temperature left by someone.
The slightly sweet and charming smell of Widowmaker rushed to the tip of her nose, and entered her blood vessels along with her breath.
Mystery; Desperate Love—
Suddenly, Lang Chen thought of Widowmaker's flower language.
"Pfft—" Lang Chen was amused by his own thoughts.In this day and age, flowers are precious things, especially in Yuemang City, where heavy industry is developed and the area is small; where did that guy Hu Xun get such a bunch of Widowmaker?
Besides, the word "flower language" has disappeared in the language of this era. A girl less than 20 years old like Hu Xun is obviously not a person who likes to read archaeological books. How did she know what Widowmaker represents? What is the meaning?
At night, Lang Chen was lying on the bed.The refreshing night breeze brought the scent of Widowmaker, and she looked at the blooming flowers one after another, and felt a long-lost tranquility in her heart.
In the next few days, everything was normal, and Hu Xun never came again.
Langchen added another aspirin to the vase, hoping that the flowers would bloom for a while longer.
The branches and leaves of the flowers have turned black and curled, and the flowers are all withered and drooping——
Keeping it can no longer add any beauty to the room, but it seems that the expectation in the owner's heart is a bit funny and ironic.
Lang Chen couldn't help being disappointed, she sighed secretly, threw the flowers that were too withered to see into the trash can, but still cleaned the crystal bottle and put it on the small table beside the bed.
Then she left the room and went to the operations.
The second after she left, a cleaning lady who was wiping the wall in the corridor stopped what she was doing.
Snapped!
Hu Xun threw away the dirty sackcloth in his hand, took out the tissue that he carried with him, and wiped his hands carefully.
Afterwards, she swiftly walked to the dead corner of the surveillance, and climbed along the narrow balcony into the open window of Lang Chen's room.
She saw the crystal vase and the withered and blackened Widowmaker in the trash can at a glance.
Hu Xun unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth——
Langchen liked the flowers she gave her very much, so the mysterious and gentle Miss Langchen must know the flower language of Widowmaker, right?
Thinking of this, Hu Xun's heart couldn't help but feel like warm boiled water with honey.
She took out a photo and a pen, grinned and wrote a neat line of ancient characters on the back of the photo.
"I've been thinking about you."
A few hours later, the moment Lang Chen saw the photo, he flipped it to the back with a tacit understanding, and whispered this sentence.
Lang Chen blinked, and turned the front of the photo - it was at the Basken Tavern, their first "date", their first dance.
The images in my memory suddenly hit my face, like a silent warning before a tsunami:
On the twilight dance floor, they are surrounded by frenzied writhing crowds, drunken people shouting frank and obscene love words.She has black hair and a plain face; she wears a poor black windbreaker with no tie on the shirt inside;
Hu Xun deliberately put on makeup, wearing a light green suspender miniskirt, like a glowing elf.
She hugged Hu Xun's waist, and the other hooked her shoulders, and they were cautiously testing each other.
At a certain moment, a ray of light happened to flash past them-this moment was in the photo.
Obviously, this photo was retrieved by Hu Xun from the Basken Tavern's surveillance camera and intercepted and printed.
Lang Chen stared at the photo for a long time, and finally she lowered her eyes, a violent tsunami suddenly set off in her heart, making her feel embarrassed by her desperate love.
Finally, she covered her face and cried, swearing for the first time in a long time:
"Hu Xun, your mother is really good at provoking people."
The night when the lights first come on.
When Lang Chen came out of the shower, he immediately felt the coolness of the December night wind.
She dried most of the moisture from her hair, and was about to close the window when she heard a knock on the door.
The knock on the door rang three times in a row, but Lang Chen didn't take it seriously——
It's so late, the iron rose trade union has already handed over posts everywhere, and she is not on the night shift today;
She doesn't have many friends here, who would be so rude to come to her room to find her?Maybe it was the door next door.
The next moment, a strange female voice sounded outside the door:
"Miss Langchen, the Director ordered me to send you a document."
Director?Lang Chen was slightly startled.She has been with Iron Qiangwei for so long, and has been the deputy director of the Iron Qiangwei Operations Department for so long, and she has indeed never met the director.
The identity of the other party is quite mysterious, and she has never been seen in public; besides the president, colleagues in Iron Rose have also seen her.
Lang Chen believed twice, but still remained vigilant. She touched the miniature USP on her waist, walked quickly to the door, and peeped out through the small monitoring eyes.
It was indeed a strange girl, wearing Iron Qiangwei's red uniform.Lang Chen vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a girl in the operation department.
She dispelled her suspicion even more, tucked USP into her sleeve, and opened the door suddenly.
The moment the other party came to the file empire, a pair of fair and beautiful hands wrapped around the girl's neck in an instant, and then twisted it cleanly—the girl fell limp before she could even close her eyes; with her fiery red hair, A delicate and bright face was revealed.
Almost at the same moment, Lang Chen raised the gun without hesitation, and pulled the trigger with his index finger——
The slightly sweet and charming scent instantly invaded her mind, made her feel dizzy for a moment, and also made the shot that was about to be fired instantly silenced.
After reacting again, Hu Xun opened his hands and threw himself into her arms——
From the perspective of corridor monitoring, this is nothing more than an ambiguous relationship between Miss Langchen, the deputy director of the Operations Department, and one of her subordinates——
It's not uncommon to see it inside Iron Rose. It's just nepotism among bureaucrats. What's so strange?
But Lang Chen didn't feel the warmth in her arms, because Hu Xun didn't really throw himself into her arms.
Hu Xun kept enough distance to deal with Langchen's attack, and put the gun on Langchen's back.
She blinked coquettishly, a strand of red hair beside her cheek was blown up by the night wind, Hu Xun whistled frivolously:
"Don't ask me to come in and sit down?"
Langchen remained silent.
At this moment, endless emotions surged in her heart, anger, resentment, doubts, these intense emotions made Lang Chen overwhelmed.
She thought, why is Hu Xun so calm?
It was obvious that Hu Xun had deceived her first, and even almost killed her, so why did he dare to provoke her again and again?
Lang Chen raised his eyes and stared at Hu Xun: "Hu Xun, I hate you—uh!"
She struggled violently, trying to push him away, but felt the force of the gun in the back of her heart instantly increased a lot; she was pushed back into the room by the other party, and heard the other party's voice blurred between her lips and teeth:
"I didn't intend to kill you this time... Back off!"
As Hu Xun walked into the room, he kicked the door behind him hard.
Lang Chen was too emotional, and Hu Xun was almost unable to hold her down.
At this moment, Lang Chen bumped into the head of the bed with his knees, and fell back suddenly.Hu Xun was also brought down.
The author has something to say:
I originally wanted to finish writing this chapter, but firstly, it was too late; secondly, I was worried about being locked by mistake, so I wrote this point first.
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