Chapter 1250 For example, I love you
Imperial Capital
It was still the study room with the curtains drawn even in broad daylight.
Secretary Liu had a pile of documents in his hands that needed Cheng Zhiyuan's comments and signatures, as well as calls from various places, but he had no intention of going into the study to disturb Cheng Zhiyuan the entire morning.
After seeing off those guests yesterday, Cheng Zhiyuan was busy with company affairs until late at night.
Secretary Liu stayed by the side to help. He never took a break during the whole process, and didn't even look at the time, as if he had no idea that he had an important call to make.
However, when the quartz clock hanging on the wall rang automatically at midnight, the man who had been busy with his head down and expressionless face seemed to have his hard and cold shell suddenly shattered by something.
Under the light, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his whole body seemed to be still and motionless for a moment.
Secretary Liu didn't dare to move in the stagnant air. After a while, he heard the man take a long breath.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he threw away the pen, lowered his eyes, and said coldly, "Get out."
Once he left, he has been “out” until now, and not even food has been delivered to him.
Secretary Liu looked at his watch. It was one minute past twelve in the capital.
Should he have called?
The secretary looked at the closed door nervously, and suddenly remembered the man he saw when he left last night.
Sitting motionless on the leather chair, his back, though straight and upright, looked gray in the dim light, like an old stone tablet with its shiny paint peeled off, revealing only such mottled and silent reality in the night.
That scene was really sad to watch.
Secretary Liu shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He sighed rarely and walked out with the documents in his arms.
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After sitting there for twelve hours, my brain and heart were blank as if they had gone on strike. I didn't know what I was thinking. Only the ticking sound of the second hand evaporated my mood into melted, burnt blood, flowing out from those wounds and fears.
It was painful and bitter, but all those messy and deep emotions that almost raged in my mind were finally extinguished by the words "If you say it doesn't count, it doesn't count."
Cheng Zhiyuan was as stiff as a stone sculpture. After repeating this sentence blankly in his mind several times, he finally slowly relaxed.
But after relaxing, silence returns.
The light from the desk lamp was dim, falling on his hair and drooping eyelashes, bringing a sense of relief and fear, as well as some embarrassment and pain that could not be expressed in words.
So the person on the other end of the phone spoke first.
Her voice was clear and melodious, but now it came from the other side in a low voice with a hint of hoarseness.
"I've opened a backdoor for you, Mr. Cheng."
"So, you're not going to say anything?"
"Like, thank you?"
The man was slightly startled, then lowered his eyes and spoke in a serious tone.
"Thanks."
"And, excuse me?"
"sorry."
The girl over there paused, and seemed to laugh softly, and finally whispered,
"And I love you?"
“…”
In the moment of silence, both of their breathing were clearly audible.
Then the man paused, and his voice, as elegant as a cello, slowly flowed into the receiver, carrying an unbearable weight and seriousness.
"I love you."
Shen Pianxian was silent for a while, and she also didn't speak for a long time. Finally, she took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice with a little grievance.
"Do you know how anxious I am waiting for your call?"
"How could you wait until the last minute to call me?"
"I don't feel sorry for myself at all."
The girl finally complained with confidence, and her voice couldn't help but rise a little.
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