The little girl smiled and opened the gift box. "Mr. Gong, I brought you a gift, but you have to explain to me quickly why you didn't reply to my message."
She threw away the gift bag and handed over a green gift box. "Mr. Gong, take a look. Do you like what's inside?"
The man's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in the corner of his eyes.
Next second
He raised his hand as if nothing had happened and opened the gift box.
Revealing the small, clean, red hawthorns inside.
"How about it, Mr. Gong? Do you like eating hawthorn?" She raised her eyes and smiled.
But the man's deep and cold face was even more gloomy and cold at this moment.
He pushed the hawthorn in front of him away indifferently, "I don't like it, take it away!"
The little girl's smile froze, and she quickly took one out and said, "Mr. Gong, these are not sour, some are very sweet. I picked them specially for you, they are all sweet mountain--"
"I don't need it!" He pushed the box open coldly, but whether it was because of the limited space or because he used too much force, the hawthorns in the gift box fell straight down.
The front and back seats were all covered with small, bright red hawthorns.
The washed hawthorns already had some tiny water droplets on them, and now that they fell on the car, they were also covered in a lot of dust, which was clearly visible.
The girl's expression immediately turned cold, and she raised her lips in a sarcastic smile: "That's right, President Gong has seen everything. How could he like these cheap hawthorns?"
"Bang——" She threw the box in her hand directly into the car.
The next second, she opened the car door and slid down quickly.
The fast man is out of reach
He got out of the car in a panic, chased after her, and pulled her back, "Qingqing..."
Her body suddenly stiffened and her eyes became sore.
How long has it been since she heard this name?
A week? A month?
One year? Or a lifetime?
But why at this time?
How much she wanted to leave angrily, yet how much she couldn't bear to leave.
"Qingqing..." The extremely familiar and low voice in her dream was now behind her!
She finally couldn't bear it any longer, crying and yelling back, "Why did you throw it away? Do you know that I picked all of them myself, washed them, selected them, packed them, and sent them here? Even if they're not expensive, they're still a token of my love. Why did you ruin them?"
He was panicked and scared. He was at a loss and trembling, saying, "No... No... I didn't mean to throw it away. I just..."
"I hate you, Gong Duixiu. I don't like you anymore!"
"Don't—" He stretched out his hand and forcibly held her in his arms, "Don't do that, Qingqing, I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to throw it away!"
"Why do you say that?" she roared.
"Because you and he picked them!" He directly said what had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.
The little girl was stunned, with tears and confusion on her fresh and refined little face.
He held her tightly, his voice trembling as he said, "I'm sorry, Qingqing, I didn't mean it. I just... I just hate this hawthorn. Qingqing and I didn't pick it!"
"You...you saw it?"
"Yes, in that orchard!"
"Then why don't you come out?"
"I don't want to come out!"
"So, that's why you didn't reply to my message? Don't want to eat that hawthorn?"
"Um……"
She curled her lips and laughed angrily, "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"
And made her so embarrassed?
He hugged the little girl tightly in his arms without saying a word.
Smelling the light fragrance seemed to soothe my gradually becoming irritable and depressed mood.
The little girl reached out her hand, stood on tiptoe, and hugged him with a smile, saying, "Mr. Gong, don't worry, I can't take it away from you!"
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