For a while, there was no response.
Zhou Zhengan thought he couldn't hear the answer, so he stood up after sitting for a few seconds and was about to walk outside when the girl whispered again like a dream.
"Sometimes you are very nice to me, and sometimes you are not very nice to me..."
Zhou Zhengan's body stiffened, and he turned his head. In the darkness, Jiang Nan was curled up in one place, looking small and pitiful.
"I won't treat you badly in the future. I will always be kind to you." Zhou Zhengan said in a very soft voice.
...
Jiang Nan woke up at about three o'clock in the morning on the second day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache. Jiang Nan pressed his head with both hands to relieve it for several seconds before slowly getting up from the bed.
She was completely fragmented, and she didn’t even know how she came back last night.
Fortunately, he didn't have to go to work today, Jiang Nan thought to himself.
Jiang Nan got out of bed, put on her slippers, walked outside, opened the door, and saw the man sitting in front of the dining table. She stopped in her tracks.
Zhou Zhengan said slowly: "Come over and eat when you wake up."
The bowl of porridge in front of the table has been warmed by him twice. If Jiang Nan doesn't come out, he should buy it again.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Nan's brain suddenly became clearer. She didn't even know how Zhou Zhengan came in.
Under her surprised gaze, Zhou Zhengan pretended to think for a while: "Oh, you were the one who called me when you were drunk last night."
Jiang Nan tried her best to recall it in her mind, but she still didn't have this impression. She said dryly: "I would still be like this when I was drunk..."
"Yes." Zhou Zhengan nodded seriously: "Then do you want to know what you told me last night?"
Jiang Nan heard something unusual from these words. She shook her head decisively and said, "I don't want to hear it."
"But I want to say it." Zhou Zheng'an said simply: "You said you missed me."
Jiang Nan's complexion gradually became awkward. Probably because she had just gotten up, her lips looked very white.
Seeing her expression, Zhou Zhengan couldn't help but slightly curled his lips, and he confessed: "Actually, I was just teasing you."
Jiang Nan: "..."
It's probably true that men become more naive as they get older. She had never known Zhou Zhengan could be so boring before.
"Come and eat."
Jiang Nan slowly walked over and sat down opposite him. She watched him refilling her porridge and said, "When did you come this morning?"
Zhou Zheng'an's men made a move, and said with a natural expression: "It was around eight o'clock, and I saw that your door was open, so I came in directly."
She must have forgotten to turn it off when she came back last night. Jiang Nan was a little scared. If someone else came in instead of Zhou Zhengan, would she still be alive?
Zhou Zhengan raised his eyes and glanced at her, then handed the porridge to her. He seemed to have read through her thoughts and said calmly: "So, drink less wine in the future, and don't drink yourself to the point of disowning your relatives."
Jiang Nan didn't say anything. He picked up the porridge and took a sip. The temperature was just right and the taste was sweet. The sweetness with the fragrance of dates instantly diluted the dull pain in his brain.
Opposite her, Zhou Zhengan quietly watched her every move.
After a while, Jiang Nan drank half of the porridge in his bowl, and then he slowly said: "I heard that you are going to West Asia?"
Jiang Nan raised his head: "Did Zhixu tell you?"
Zhou Zhengan did not deny it.
"Do you also want to persuade me not to go?" Jiang Nan said.
She had heard this voice of doubt from too many people recently, and she was a little tired of dealing with it.
Zhou Zhengan's expression did not change and he said: "No."
Jiang Nan raised his head and looked at him.
"It's good that people can strive for their own ideals. Both men and women have the right to work hard for their own future. I support you."
Jiang Nan hadn't recovered yet and was still looking at him. He even forgot to put the spoonful of porridge he had just added into his mouth.
Zhou Zhengan smiled softly at her: "The stars in West Asia are very beautiful. Maybe the stars in each place have its own unique charm. I went there for a project when I was a senior, but I may not be able to describe it to you. The beauty of the place can only be known if you see it yourself.”
Jiang Nan met his smile, lowered her head suddenly, and kept putting things into her mouth without knowing what to eat, stuffing her cheeks full.
"Jiang Nan."
Zhou Zhengan called her name seriously, his voice was clear and smooth, making people feel like a refreshing breeze.
Jiang Nan looked up at him.
The smile on Zhou Zhengan's lips has faded, leaving only a hint of concern in his eyes. He said: "No matter what, you must not answer my calls or reply to my messages, otherwise I will be worried."
Jiang Nan was hit hard in the heart, and another unknown emotion surged into her heart. She turned away and said, "You are here again, and you are talking as if we have some other relationship."
"Have you forgotten?" Zhou Zhengan raised his eyebrows.
"What?"
"I'm used to being sentimental." When he said the word "used to", Zhou Zheng'an deliberately emphasized his tone and gave Jiang Nan a meaningful look.
Jiang Nan: "..."
On the first day of May, Jiang Nan and thirteen of LT's friends went to West Asia. Zhou Zhengan and Zhou Zhixu went to the airport to see her off.
Sitting on the plane, Jiang Nan leaned against the window and watched the clouds outside getting darker. It would take several months to come back.
"Are you Miss Jiang Nan?"
The girl sitting next to Jiang Nan called Jiang Nan, which brought Jiang Nan's thoughts back. She looked at the smiling girl in front of her and nodded: "I am."
"Hello, my name is Gao Xinyue. In the next few months, the two of us may be responsible for the translation work of the West Asian Children's Home." She extended her hand to Jiang Nan.
Seth's plan is divided into several small projects, and the children's home is one of them. Originally, Jiang Nan was not in charge of this piece of land, but she took the initiative to apply for this job, so now she and Gao Xinyue can be regarded as partners.
The two of them were about the same age, so they probably had something in common.
Jiang Nan also smiled softly and shook her back: "Hello."
After that, Gao Xinyue talked a lot with Jiang Nan, mostly about their work this time. Gao Xinyue had her own ideas. She had already planned out the arrangements for the next few months. Jiang Nan listened and sometimes He would nod his head and make suggestions of his own from time to time.
Both of them were surprised to find that they actually got along well with each other.
To work together for a long time, both parties can communicate smoothly with each other, which is considered a lucky thing.
...
During these days in West Asia, Jiang Nan received messages from Zhou Zhengan almost every day. Sometimes it was just a simple good morning or good night, and sometimes it was a series of words.
Later, Jiang Nan developed a habit. The first thing he did after finishing the day's work at night was to turn on his mobile phone. The first message that caught his eye must be from Zhou Zhengan.
As time passed, even Gao Xinyue noticed the clues. When they were sitting together to discuss the plan, Gao Xinyue also teased that she had a good relationship with her boyfriend.
Jiang Nan said: "How do you know it must be your boyfriend?"
"Who else could send messages like this every day if not my boyfriend? And the look on your face when you read the messages, tsk."
Jiang Nan blushed at what she said and simply stopped talking.
The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival, and LT gave all employees in West Asia a day off. Gao Xinyue took Jiang Nan to the largest mall in the West early in the morning.
They walked all the way from the first floor to the fourth floor and entered a women's clothing store on the fourth floor.
As soon as Gao Xinyue entered, she saw a dark skirt worn on a model. She negotiated with the salesperson and then followed the salesperson to the inner room.
Jiang Nan looked around and saw that there was no style that suited him, so he sat down in the rest area and waited for Gao Xinyue.
By coincidence, as soon as she sat down, a message came on her phone.
Jiang Nan took out her phone and looked at it. It was sent to her by Zhou Zhengan.
Zhou Zhengan sent him a close-up photo of a potted plant. The picture showed a potted plant with a bouquet of blue and white flowers. It was easy to tell from the background that it was on the balcony of his home.
Jiang Nan also instantly recognized that this was the flower she planted.
The phone vibrated and another message popped up - Happy Dragon Boat Festival.
Jiang Nan couldn't help but curled her lips, and quickly typed on her phone: Happy holidays.
The message was sent, but there was no reply. Jiang Nan stared at the last message for a while, and Gao Xinyue called her: "Jiang Nan."
Jiang Nan looked up and saw Gao Xinyue had put on the dark skirt and was waving to her: "Look at me, do I look good?"
Jiang Nan nodded: "It suits you."
The skirt on Gao Xinyue is very slim, and coupled with her tall figure, she really looks like the kind of person who will never be ignored in the crowd.
Gao Xinyue gave her a thumbs up, and then said, "Would you like to try it too?"
Jiang Nan quickly shook his head: "I'm not suitable."
"You can tell whether it suits her or not." She said, forcefully pulling Jiang Nan up from the sofa and turning to talk to the salesman. She asked the salesman to help Jiang Nan choose a dress that suits her.
Finally, under Gao Xinyue's strong suggestion, Jiang Nan bought a pure white suspender skirt.
In the evening, a group of Chinese people gathered together to eat hot pot, and Jiang Nan and Gao Xinyue were among them. Most of them were colleagues who came together, so they were not very restrained, and they quickly became one with each other.
While pouring something into the pot, they talked happily.
I don’t know what they were talking about, but a girl with short hair and glasses suddenly started wiping away tears and started crying, saying that she missed home. The other people were either laughing or expressing sympathy and comfort.
Gao Xinyue whispered in Jiang Nan's ear: "Looks like he just graduated from college."
Yes, those who have worked like them for many years have been traveling here and there in the past few years, and their homesickness has long been ground into iron pillars.
Although he said this, Gao Xinyue was inevitably a little sad and his eyes were a little red.
"I miss my parents a little bit. My dad made braised pork ribs and my mom made braised fish." She said to Jiang Nan.
Jiang Nan kept chewing something in her mouth and seemed to have no room to speak, so she just nodded.
