"You come here every now and then just to say this to me? What does this have to do with me? OK, I know now, can you leave?"
Neuropathy!
Staring at him, Yu Qingluo was still a little angry:
"Step aside."
After yelling for a long time, he didn't move or say a word. He just slumped his shoulders and lowered his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. Yu Qingluo was speechless:
Is it fun to pretend to be pitiful now?
Or did he think he would be sad for him?
She tried to push him away several times, but in the end, Yu Qingluo held it back, not wanting to have any physical contact with him. She walked around to the other side of the car door, moved from the passenger seat, and finally honked the horn and drove away. .
Behind him, his lips moved several times, but the three words that Pei Junchi kept swirling on his lips never came out.
In fact, what he wanted to say most was "I'm sorry". He came to apologize.
…
In the next few days, Pei Junchi came again, and Yu Qingluo hid directly.
In the blink of an eye, it was Friday again. She took half an hour's leave and left the company early. On the way, she went shopping in a good mood.
Carrying the two melons she had just bought, she was about to find a small shop to have dinner when suddenly there was a "pop" sound, and the plastic bag split completely from the bottom.
The two melons fell to the ground and were broken into pieces, with one seed dripping out.
She knelt down and went to pick it up. Before the tissue could be turned out, a big hand stretched out.
Pei Junchi?
Why is it him again?
Taking the plastic bag from her hand, Pei Junchi had already picked it up and threw it into the trash can. He slowly straightened up. Before Yu Qingluo could react, she saw him turning around and running away.
A few minutes later, he came back with two more melons and stuffed them into her hands along with a bag.
"you--"
Subconsciously resisting, Yu Qingluo wanted to refuse, but he directly held him down:
"sorry."
Suddenly, Yu Qing froze for a moment. His hand didn't stay too long and quickly took it back:
"There are a lot of gifts from customers, but they are worthless."
Knowing that he meant to accept it, and not knowing why, he listened to him again:
"I shouldn't have spoken out loud..."
With a flash of inspiration, Yu Qingluo came to his senses:
It turned out to be about that day in the hospital.
No wonder he was so abnormal during this period!
In fact, we have already reached this point, so why bother?
However, before she could react and answer the phone, Pei Junchi hurried away.
"Hey~"
After chasing for two steps, he raised his hand, and finally Yu Qingluo took it back:
never mind!
He thought that if he didn't accept it, he would still have to struggle.
Afraid that it was too expensive, Yu Qingluo opened the box and took a look.
It is a pair of scented candles with artistic sculptures. The lids are busts of the moon goddess Artemis and the patron saint Saint George, and there is a lighter in the shape of red lipstick.
It's very delicate and beautiful, and it shouldn't be expensive, but at first glance, it looks like it's a couple's ornament.
His company is in heavy machinery industry, how could a customer give such a thing as a gift?
This must have been something he chose specially!
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden "bang" and everything in his hand was knocked to the ground.
mom?
Yu Qingluo didn't even react, slap, slapped him:
"What a good thing you did! When did the two of you get together again? I wonder why you can't get the certificate three times? Ke Huan is pregnant. Are you still not embarrassed enough and want to kill two people before you are happy? "
