Chapter 136
The next day he packed up to leave. Now he would tell her some time in advance because she would always pester him for a while.
Today seems different from usual, I look particularly sad.
"What's wrong?"
She wrapped her arms around his waist, her eyes blank, but she didn't say anything.
"What happened?"
After a long time, she choked and said, "Don't do this again, don't do this again."
After saying this, he burst into tears and sobbed.
He couldn't help but have tears in his eyes when he heard it.
He knew she understood everything, that there was no way out, and that if she continued to walk to the end, she would be doomed. But could she turn back?
He's been busy these days, and he still has to go back. Today he's been making frequent phone calls.
Secretary Zhang couldn't bear to see this, but he couldn't say anything. Old Yi was his superior, but his job duties were impeccable, which infuriated him the most.
"I'm fine. I had dinner at one o'clock. I'm playing with the cat now. No, I'm fine..."
He was always worried and would call her back every once in a while. He would only feel relieved when he heard that she was fine.
He hadn't come back for several days. Wang Jiazhi wondered if he would be angry, but that probably wasn't the case.
He had coaxed her to sleep before leaving. She was currently writing a novel about Empress Xiao. She had many ideas, but when she picked up the pen, she was too lazy to continue. She couldn't paint either.
Really, when you're distracted, you can't do anything well. She wanted to do something simple, not just sit there like this all the time.
Wang Jiazhi and Lao Yi are very similar in one respect: they're always busy. They have so much to do, but so little time. So when they have a few moments of downtime to do nothing, they feel guilty and have to do something.
Wang Jiazhi chose a piece of light lake green fabric and began to draw a pattern on it, planning to embroider a hydrangea pillowcase. Doing something simple is always better than doing nothing.
Halfway through the painting, she felt a little stiff from sitting still, so she stood up and went to the windowsill to look at the magpie in the cardboard box.
Its wings were better now. She really liked the hazy blue magpie, which was softer than the black one and looked very plush and warm. He had a coat of about the same color, very warm and soft, and very absorbent when wiping tears.
I remember a dried red fruit tree on my way to school when I was little. In autumn, the leaves dropped, revealing clusters of dried red fruit that looked like bright red agate beads. As she passed by, she heard the clear call of magpies and looked up to see several gray magpies feasting on fruit on the branches. The magpies, with their plush, hazy blue feathers, and the vibrant red fruit, were a beautiful picture.
She would always stop under the tree and watch the magpies eating the fruit with a smile. She was really carefree when she was little.
After Wang Jiazhi finished drawing the pattern, she felt very tired and went back to her bedroom and fell asleep unknowingly.
On a June morning in Guangzhou, the lush lychee trees in the orchard resembled vast, green canopies, stretched shoulder to shoulder, forming one after another. Amidst the lush, verdant leaves hung clusters of bright red lychees. The morning mist, like a veil, enveloped the branches, leaves, flowers, and fruits, condensing into a layer of dew that made the green even more lush and the crimson even more vibrant.
"We have been in Guangzhou for so long, but this is the first time we have the opportunity to go on an outing to enjoy the scenery. However, I have given it to you, and I don't know when we will meet again after this separation." said a young man in a dark blue gown.
"I think we will meet next year." said a young man in a light gray gown.
"You're the only one who got a place to study in Japan this year. I don't know if I can get one next year."
"You definitely can do it."
"It's a long journey after this farewell, so please take care of yourself."
"I'll have Ziyan to pick me up there, so I don't have anything to worry about. But once I leave here, I'm a little worried."
A man in a black suit said, "If you're so worried, why bother applying to study abroad? If you're leaving, why are you so hesitant? Without you as our team leader, can we really get our work done?"
"That's not what I meant. With you guys here, I naturally have nothing to worry about."
"Lan Jie didn't mean that. How could you say that? He went abroad to study and serve his country. He's always been overly cautious and careful, and his concerns extend beyond just our work."
As they talked, a little girl of four or five was picking wildflowers not far away. She wore a pale pink shirt, dotted with pale pink peach blossoms. On her feet were tiny pink slippers embroidered with light blue butterflies circling crabapple blossoms. She had straight bangs and two braids, each crowned with a pale pink jasmine flower.
She looked at the three people, ran over with a handful of wild flowers in her hand, hugged the young man in the gray gown in the middle, her eyes turned into a pair of crescent moons, and she looked up and smiled at him.
"Jiazhi, don't be naughty."
A pretty woman in her twenties ran over and picked her up, smiling at him and saying, "I'm so sorry to bother you."
She also became obedient at this time and stayed obediently in her mother's arms.
"How could that be? Your daughter is so beautiful." He touched her bangs and smiled.
Her mother was wearing a deep blue cheongsam with large white orchids made of white gauze on it. She rested her head against her mother's snow-white neck. Her mother had a white orchid on her head. Her head was very close to the flower and she could smell the faint fragrance of the white orchid.
Her mother carried her back to her aunt.
I heard someone say, "You really are the type of person who likes you, no matter what age you are."
"Stop talking nonsense."
The man in the black suit said, "I'm just a little girl of a few years old, and you actually said such a shameful thing about me."
"What did I say again? It was just a joke."
When Wang Jiazhi was a child, she loved to call her mother's friend "Auntie". She was six years younger than her mother. At that time, she wore a pink and white floral dress, and her hair was braided into a long braid at the back, with a light blue silk flower tied in the braid.
The aunt took her from her mother's arms, spun her around and said, "You're so young and you've already chosen a son-in-law, and you even know how to pick the best-looking one."
When Wang Jiazhi woke up, it was already dark. Suddenly, she realized that she had grown up.
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