Song Ci quickly retracted her foot.
She stood there, like a rose blooming and swaying in the wind, fragrant and beautiful.
Song Ci's face lit up with a charming smile, and her magnetic and charming voice was carried into Han Zhan's cochlea: "Mr. Han, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Han Zhan lowered all the glass beside him, revealing his dignified face.
Song Ci noticed that Han Zhan was not wearing a coat, only a shirt with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, revealing a piece of bronze skin.
His eyes silently moved away from Han Zhan's chest, and Song Ci subconsciously swallowed.
Han Zhan didn't notice Song Ci's little movement.
He stretched out his gloved right hand, pointed forward, and said expressionlessly: "Ms. Song, the zebra crossing is ahead. As an adult, you should abide by the law." You are an adult, you enjoy the rights of an adult, and you must also abide by the obligations of an adult.
Song Ci, who was scolded for crossing the road for the first time, fell into strange silence.
I was daydreaming about your body, but you were sternly teaching me to obey the law...
Song Ci took a deep breath, then turned around, walked forward twenty meters, and crossed the road honestly on the zebra crossing.
Li Li looked at Song Ci who was looking around while crossing the road with a suppressed smile, feeling a little sympathetic towards her.
Han Zhan saw Song Ci arrive safely at the sidewalk across the street. Just as he was looking away, he heard Li Li say, "Mr. Han, the way you were just now was like a traffic police officer teaching a child."
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows.
"What uncle? I'm only ten years older than Miss Song." He refused to admit that he was already 32 years old and old enough to be an uncle.
Li Li shook his head and tutted meaningfully.
Standing on the sidewalk, Song Ci turned around and locked her eyes on Han Zhan's car.
His car was still moving forward at a snail's pace. Other cars were honking their horns frantically, but his car was driving quietly, not cutting in line or squeezing into parking spaces. He was very law-abiding.
Song Ci frowned slightly.
"Old fogey! Stereotype!" After cursing, Song Ci suddenly thought of something, and her expression suddenly became curious. She wondered if he was also so old-fashioned and stereotyped in bed, and whether he would always use the same position?
Then married life would be too boring.
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Song Ci walked aimlessly on the street for half an hour and finally went into a bar.
She ordered a drink, a beautifully colored and strong one, but she didn't drink it.
She took out her phone and sent a message to Yan Jiang: [Get ready, action tomorrow night.]
Beep—
Hearing the text message reminder, Song Ci lowered her head to open the message and saw Yan Jiang's reply: [Received.]
Song Ci picked up the wine in front of her arm, turned on the camera, and took a few photos of the wine in her hand. After taking the photos, the impeccable smile on Song Ci's face disappeared.
She turned off her phone and silently watched the drunken strangers. She stayed in the bar until late at night. Song Ci rejected the sixth person who approached her tonight and then got up and left the bar.
From beginning to end, she didn't drink a drop of alcohol.
After leaving the bar, Song Ci quietly walked to a gray car that she had rented from a used car market. She got in, changed into flat shoes, started the car, and headed for the highway entrance.
The drive from Shunchen City to Wangdong City took twelve hours. Song Ci stopped at service areas three times and updated her social media status several times. By the time she arrived back in Wangdong City, it was seven o'clock in the evening.
After parking the car next to a wooded area with no surveillance near Xiguang Sanatorium, Song Ci huddled in the car, changed her clothes, fixed her hair, and sent a text message on her mobile phone to notify Yan Jiang to come and see her.
Just three minutes after the message was sent, there was a knock on the car window.
Knock knock——
Song Ci looked up and saw Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang was wearing a blue work suit, his long hair was covered by a baseball cap, and the words "Green Mountains and Spring Water" were printed on the chest of his clothes.
After opening the passenger door and getting in, Yan Jiang tilted his head to look at Song Ci.
Song Ci was wearing the hospital gown of Xiguang Sanatorium. Her lips, which should have been healthy and rosy, were covered with some foundation, making her look haggard and fragile.
Yan Jiang said: "You look more like her now."
"We are twins." Song Ci's pretty face was tense and her voice was stiff.
Yan Jiang could hear Song Ci's heavy breathing and noticed that her hands were shaking as she gripped the steering wheel. Yan Jiang raised his left hand, placed it on Song Ci's right arm, and said to her, "Song Song, you can't panic."
Song Ci took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I need to calm down."
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At 7:30 in the evening, a small truck with the words "Qingshan Spring Water" printed on it drove to the gate of Xiguang Sanatorium and waited for the security guard to let it pass.
Xiguang Sanatorium is a high-end nursing home. Due to the impact of the recent epidemic, all staff and logistics personnel must wear masks when entering and leaving.
The security guard knocked on the car window.
Yan Jiang lowered the glass window, stretched out his right arm, took the pen from the security guard, signed his name on it, and was then allowed to pass.
The pickup truck stopped in front of Building 1 and Yan Jiang jumped out. He was tall and slender and was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, so his face could not be seen clearly on the surveillance camera.
Yan Jiang carried two buckets of water into the small building and came out with two empty buckets in his hands. He delivered water from building to building, and by the time he reached the 27th floor, it was already 8:30.
The 27th floor was on the far left side of the sanatorium, the quietest and most secluded. Yan Jiang got out of the car, stood beside it, and scanned the area before opening the cargo door. As he looked up, his eyes met with Song Ci's, who was hiding inside the cargo box.
The two exchanged glances.
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