Tears in Heaven Chapter 13: When I miss you (3)

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Jiang Fanlu seemed to turn a deaf ear to Ning Weicheng with a smile, saying: "Now this world is quite strange. It turned out that the people of Party A were asking for bribes from Party B. Now there are people from Party B who dare to ask Party A. Reaching out, it feels incredible, don't you think, Manager Ning?"

Lin Xiangyuan's face was already very embarrassed, her voice was slightly high, and someone next to her turned around in surprise, and several of Boyuan's colleagues looked at each other even more. Ning Weicheng heard what she meant and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Jiang, if our employees have offended your company in any way, you can tell us directly, we will never be partial. There are many people in the industry today. , You must have your reasons for saying this. If our company employees have violated laws and disciplines, please point them out and we will strictly investigate them."

Jiang Fanlu chuckled: "Where, how can your company's employees break the law and discipline, they are all elites."

Du Xiaosu can no longer help: "Mrs. Lin, if you have any misunderstandings, you can speak up and don’t be so yin and yang. My personal issues should not involve the company I work for. If you Dissatisfied with my existence, I can resign immediately and disappear from this industry. But I cannot accept your so-called accusations. As a staff member of Party B, I ask myself that I have not solicited any bribes from Xinsheng Company. When you speak, Don't talk about it."

"Oh!" Jiang Fanlu opened his eyes wide, and seemed a little surprised, "Miss Du, what do you mean by this? I named you by name, or Miss Du yourself... Ah, really Sorry, I have been abroad for a few years. My Chinese is not very good. I may have misunderstood the words. But you said I’m eloquent. I know the word. Ms. Du, if I’m not mistaken, you The house I rent now belongs to Xinsheng Company, and the rent is far below the market price. I wonder how Miss Du feels about this?"

Now, several colleagues of Boyuan couldn't help but look at Du Xiaosu, their eyes full of surprise.

"Brilliant green..." Lin Xiangyuan was very embarrassed, "Actually..."

"In fact, my husband is out of good intentions, especially for old friends like Ms. Du. You can help if you can." Jiang Fanlu still smiles brightly, "But Xinsheng is a limited liability company, not to mention a son. Even me, as an executive director and deputy general manager, does not have the power to dispose of the company’s real estate without authorization."

Only then did Du Xiaosu understand, embarrassed, angry, and annoyed. He couldn't say anything. He only felt that his colleagues' eyes were complicated, and they seemed to have everything. Ning Weicheng also seemed very surprised, and asked: "Miss Du, is what Mr. Jiang said true?"

"I don't know that the house belongs to Xinsheng." Du Xiaosu's face was pale, "I will move out immediately. Don't worry, I will move out within 24 hours."

Jiang Fanlu smiled: "That's not necessary. I will give Miss Du three days to move. I heard that Miss Du has recently encountered an accident. She may not be in a good mood, but her boyfriend is gone. , Just stare at someone else’s husband."

Du Xiaosu almost didn't even have the strength to stand, and took a step back, but didn't want to hit someone on the back. The man turned around, she raised her head, Zhen Rong... It was actually Shao Zhenrong, she looked at him in a daze, and instinctively held his sleeve. She was shaky, her face was not half bloody, and she was about to fall.

Lei Yuzheng calmly put down her hand, her hand grasping very hard, just like in the hospital that night. But her eyes gradually became focused, she gradually became clear, and gradually understood that this is not her Shao Zhenrong, not the Zhenrong she can rely on. Sadness gradually floated in her eyes, like a child at a loss.

Lei Yuzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Fanlu.

Jiang Fanlu was also very surprised, looking at Lei Yuzheng, after a few seconds, he finally smiled: "Mr. Lei, hello."

He had no expression, and gave her a cold look. Jiang Fanlu introduced to him: "This is Lin Xiangyuan, a foreigner."

Lin Xiangyuan stretched out his hand, Lei Yuzheng stretched out his hand very coldly, almost only touching his fingertips and putting it down, dragging Du Xiaosu with his backhand: "Introduce to the wise couple, this is Du Xiaosu."

Jiang Fanlu didn't expect that he would stand for Du Xiaosu, and she was startled. Lei Yuzheng turned his head and said coldly to Du Xiaosu: "Who would dare to let you not do it here? Ask him to ask me first."

Du Xiaosu's eyes are already full of tears, but desperately trying to hold back, he can barely squeeze a smile, which is more ugly than crying. It never occurred to him that he was just next to him just now, listening to everything. Lei Yuzheng still had a cold face: "Don't you have a house? You don't know how to find someone if you don't have time to decorate? So where did all those skills go? I just know how to cry!"

Du Xiaosu almost couldn't help it. He was swept away by his sharp eyes, abruptly holding back the tears. Lei Yuzheng’s secretary, Shan Wanting, had already come here. He turned his head and saw Shan Wanting: "Send Miss Du back, and find some people to help her move tomorrow."

Jiang Fanlu smiled: "I'm sorry, I really don't know, or else that house, I should live in Miss Du first..."

Lei Yuzheng replied indifferently: "There are so many empty houses in our house, and there is no need for others to offer treasures."

Not much to say, surrounded by a bunch of people, they walked away.

Du Xiaosu was very upset at first, so he lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you."

Lei Yuzheng was very disgusted: "You can't be a little bit shameful? What is Lin Xiangyuan, you ran to hook up with him, just for the cheap? Don't think that I am helping you today, I am for Zhenrong’s face, I don’t want to let people look at our family’s jokes. I don’t expect you, San Zhen Jiu Yee, but you can’t be so shameless. You can afford such a person, but our family can’t afford to. ."

Every word in his words was like the sharpest knife. The knife pierced her heart, and the knife saw blood. It made her breathe hard, her **** blood, and her liver and intestines were almost broken. The final perception is gone. She just feels sad and can't argue. Obviously, she can't argue with each other, but she doesn't want to distinguish between others, she just wants to argue that she doesn't have two hearts with Zhenrong. But even Zhenrong is no longer there, what's the point of everything else?

So she just opened her eyes vigorously, seeming to want to push back the last bit of sadness in her heart. Her voice was still very small: "I didn't shame Zhenrong. I really don't know. I will move when I go back. Please stop the car." She was a little incoherent, "I won't be ashamed of Zhenrong, believe it or not. ."

Lei Yuzheng seemed unwilling to talk to her anymore, knocked on the back of the seat, and the driver pulled the car over.

Du Xiaosu walked home that day. He didn't take the subway, bus, or taxi. After walking for several stops, her calf cramps, she squatted on the sidewalk, waiting for the twitching pain to pass, and then walked forward. There were two blisters on her feet when she got home. She took off her high heels only after entering the house and stepped barefoot on the floor. There was a faint pain in the blisters, only to realize that the skin was worn out, revealing the red flesh inside. But she couldn't take care of it anymore. She had to pack everything and move again.

She cleaned up all night before she packed all the things. It was dawn, and she called a taxi to Zou Siqi. Zou Siqi opened the door for her sleepily, and was shocked when she saw her dragging a large bag. Hearing her briefly describe the reason, he was even more angry and cursed Lin Xiangyuan. I had to put things down in a haste, and the two of them rushed to work.

Du Xiaosu stayed up all night, his eyes were flushed red, facing the vertical and horizontal lines and data on the computer screen, only felt dizzy, so he had to take the time to take a cup to the pantry and make himself a cup of strong coffee. Unexpectedly, before I walked to the door of the pantry, I heard the faint laughter inside, vaguely Zhu Lingya's voice: "Oh, I can't see it, I didn't expect it to be like this. I usually look at her, it seems that she is pretty good. Yeah."

There was disdain in the voice of another female colleague: "This is also the skill of others, no wonder Xinsheng always picks us up. After so many years of cooperation, I didn't expect to cause trouble..."

"Mrs. Lin is not annoying. You didn't hear the words that were so awful yesterday. We blushed around and Du Xiaosu didn't care."

"Later she left with Yutian's boss. I heard that when she joined the company, it was someone from above who greeted us, Mr. Xiang. This woman didn't know what it was, she really had a way."

The other voice was suppressed lower: "People are sleeping beauty, as long as they are willing to sleep, of course there is a way than us. Fortunately, her fiance died early, otherwise the green hat will come..." When she laughed, the sound through the door was also like a knife, scraping Du Xiaosu's eardrums one after another, causing the blue veins on her forehead to jump up there. It was aching and painful, but it was even more painful in my heart.

Her hands were shaking slightly, she turned to the office, staggered back to her seat, created a new document, typed "resignation letter", and stared straight at these three words. After a few seconds, Only then did I know that I typed upwards, just mechanically typing on the keyboard, and the phrases one by one were displayed on the screen. In fact, she didn't know what she had typed, and finally she sent her resignation letter to the mailbox of the vice president in charge of human resources.

The seats next door are all empty. Ning Weicheng took her colleagues to Xinsheng again, but did not take her this time.

She thought, it turns out that someone specially greeted her when she joined the company, so Zhenrong must have helped her find this job back then. But she still had to live up to it after all, she couldn't be here anymore, she was cowardly, she was hopeless, but she couldn't stand people talking about Zhenrong like this, and doubting her and Zhenrong like this. She was indeed cowardly, but she had no strength to struggle, she had to run away for a while, she only wanted to go to a place where there was no one, quietly, and miss Zhenrong.

She only has Shao Zhenrong, but not even Shao Zhenrong.

Du Xiaosu’s resignation was not approved. The vice president specifically called her away and talked with her in a pleasant manner: "Xiaosu, we have discussed your letter. You said that you are in poor health and are not qualified for your current job. We also understand very well. Otherwise, we will give you a period of vacation, and you will come back to work after a period of rest, how about?"

She looked straight at the vice president and asked: "Yutian is our biggest customer. Are you worried that it will affect the relationship between the company and Yutian? Then I can tell you frankly that I have no relationship with Yutian. In any relationship, if I continue to stay in the company, I am afraid it will have a bad impact on the company."

The vice president looked at her very unexpectedly, and after a long time he smiled: "Xiaosu, you are really worried. Or else, you should take a rest for a while and wait for a better energy before going to work. ."

Because the vice president has always cared for her, she couldn't say anything more.

The most urgent task is to find a house. You can't always crowd with Zou Siqi. She rushed to and fro in the huge city, followed the intermediary to see layer by layer, running from building to building, and finally rented a cramped studio. The location is not very good, the house is facing west again, and the rent is not cheap, but you can't care about it.

Zou Siqi specially asked for a day off to help her move. Seeing that she was dissatisfied with the newly rented house, she couldn't help but make comments. Du Xiaosu comforted her: "Anyway, I only live temporarily. When the new house is finished, I will move."

She decided to renovate the house, found a decoration company, and took the decoration workers to the site, but found that the key could not unlock the door anyway.

At first she thought the lock was broken, and found the property, but the property management staff told her: "Miss Du, this house real estate company has taken it back. The lock was changed two days ago."

She was completely stupid, like five thunders, just unbelievable. It took a while before I remembered to call Lei Yuzheng, but the switchboard refused to turn the call, and her sweet voice declined her: "Sorry, Miss Du, I cannot transfer your call to Mr. Lei's office." /

She was so anxious that she thought of the name that sent her the key, it should be Lei Yuzheng's secretary. She has no Fang Cun at all, just desperate, holding the phone, like holding the last straw: "So what about the secretary? Can you take the secretary?"

The switchboard still refused apologetically: "I'm sorry, Secretary Shan accompanied Mr. Lei to go abroad."

She didn't know anyone, Lei Yuzheng went abroad, Secretary Shan accompanied him to go abroad, and he asked him to change the lock.

He didn't say anything, so he took everything.

She felt as if she had been exhausted, she put down the phone, and she was deeply nestled in the corner, like a weak animal that was hit hard last, without a trace of strength to struggle.

She locked herself in the house for three days, without eating, drinking, or moving, and sitting on the shabby sofa, like a puppet. It would be great if it could really be like a puppet, without pain, thought, memory, and everything.

He took back his generosity, he took the house back, and he took away the last thoughts she had left. She didn't do anything wrong again, but he didn't intend to forgive her, she didn't feel sorry for Zhenrong, but he didn't intend to forgive anymore.

She may be asleep in the middle, but she doesn't feel hungry again when she wakes up. Although the water and rice haven't entered, but her stomach is filled with stones and she doesn't feel anything. She staggered to stand up, walked into the kitchen, turned on the gas, and the small blue flame licked the bottom of the pot. In fact, the pot was empty and there was no water, and she didn't plan to boil it.

In the hospital at the time, my mother cried like hugging her, her mother almost begged: "Xiaosu, you have to promise mom, you can't go with Zhenrong, you have to promise mom. Your father and I are the only one. , If you do something stupid, mom and dad can really not survive."

At that time, she promised, promised her mother, to live well.

But I didn't expect it to be so difficult. It's rare that she has almost no strength to hold on. She really doesn't have the courage to hold on.

She walked back to the bedroom and held the photo of Zhenrong and herself on the bedside table in her arms. The photo frame was cold and cold. The photo was still taken during the Spring Festival. She took a mobile phone when two people were at home. She took a silly headshot of the two people next to each other, like two little bears. The zoomed in was very blurry. They didn't take many photos together, because both of them were busy at work and couldn't take photos together. Sometimes she likes to take pictures of him with the camera, but he is alone in those pictures.

She still turned off the gas, because Zhenrong, Zhenrong must also wish her a good life.

He loved her like that before, and she loved him so, she won't go against his will, she will try her best to live. She leaned her head on the arm of the sofa and fell asleep again in a drowsy manner.

It started to rain in the early morning. From the windows, you can see the new bamboo shoot-like spires in the distance, and the milky white bay windows of the neighboring apartment buildings in the distance. All of them are separated by a layer of faint water vapor, becoming hazy and blurred. , The whole city was trapped in light gray rain and fog.

Lei Yuzheng woke up very early, coming out of the bathroom, the sky outside the window was still gloomy, and the rain was still falling finely.

He changed his clothes and took the elevator downstairs to the underground garage.

It's still early. Although it is raining, the traffic is smooth. In this city, he rarely drives by himself, the sound of the sports car engine is low, and he shuttles lightly in the traffic, but he does not feel any pleasure. After receiving a call on the viaduct, the secretary’s voice came from the Bluetooth: "Mr. Lei, all your trips today have been cancelled, but MG has just notified me that their CEO temporarily changed their plans and is expected to fly to Shanghai this afternoon. , Look..."

He didn't even bother to speak, so he cut off the phone.

The secretary was very interesting and didn't call again.

The road is very long and the location is very secluded. The car can only be parked under the mountain. After going up the mountain, he had to walk for a long, long time. He did not open his umbrella, and the rain was like needles, dampening his hair and clothes. There are trees on both sides of the mountain road. The leaves of camphor are green like spring. From time to time, large drops of rain slide down the leaves and hit the top of people's heads. In fact, this tree shed its leaves in spring, but it is already summer.

It rained heavily, the distant mountain scenery was caged in light gray mist, and the nearby trees were full of greenery, as if they were full of vitality. He stood for a while in the pavilion halfway up the mountain and smoked a cigarette.

Zhen Rong doesn't smoke, and he always persuades him to quit because it is not good for his health.

At that time, he didn't care at all. He treated everything Zhenrong said as a child, and he forgot when he heard it.

But he is actually no longer a kid, he is a big man.

Zhen Rong is twenty-eight years old, today.

He squeezed out the cigarette and continued to walk up the mountain.

Empty hands.

He didn't know what to bring to Zhenrong, nor did he order a cake or something, because Zhenrong didn't eat much sweets, although it was Zhenrong's birthday today. His youngest brother is also twenty-eight years old.

He still remembers how Zhenrong was eight months old, with a thin face, unlike other children who were chubby. He only saw a pair of **** grape eyes, round and staring at people.

At that time, Mother Zhao hugged Zhenrong and worried: "This child is so thin that only a pair of eyes are left."

He also remembers that when Zhen Rong was eight years old, he was very sticky. Wherever he goes, Zhen Rong will be there. During the summer vacation, a group of boys charged forward and he was always his little tail.

He also remembers that when Zhen Rong was eighteen years old, after finishing the college entrance examination, he was angry with his father at home, and he came back to talk to his parents for his brother.

Zhen Rong is 28 years old today.

He doesn't know how his parents will live today or how his eldest brother will live, but he will definitely be more uncomfortable than him.

So instead of going home, he came here.

I have seen the stele from far away. It was selected by the hospital and it was made of black marble.

There is Zhenrong's name and Zhenrong's photo on it.

Let Zhen Rong sleep here. The hospital bought this cemetery after consulting him and his elder brother.

Both he and his eldest brother agreed not to take Zhenrong's ashes home. Both he and his eldest brother tried to stop the sadness of their parents with a distance of thousands of kilometers.

If you can’t see it, you may not miss it.

But I know that he is the youngest son my parents love most, and that he is my favorite brother. Even in another world, there is no way to miss it.

He felt bad, so he stood far away and stopped for a while.

The rain was a little bit lighter, dense and dense, like cow hair, it looked like spring rain, but it didn't feel cold. The mountain was very quiet, and there was a small gray sparrow whose feathers had been half wet, and walked from the bluestone pavement to the grass one step at a time.

He only saw someone at the grave.