Zhou Qiao calmly and coldly threw out two words, "Let's go."

But the face was clearly dyed with a layer of crimson that could not be concealed by the light and night.

Zhou Qiao took Lu Hanxiao back to his apartment.

Anyway, he knew everything he should know, so Zhou Qiao didn't introduce it anymore. He found a new towel and went back to the bedroom.

Lu Hanxiao took a comfortable hot shower. When he came out, he found that there were more bedding and pillows on the sofa. A cup of hot water and a thermometer were placed on the coffee table.

Lu Hanxiao looked at Zhou Qiao's bedroom. There was no light in the crack in the door, so he should be sleeping.

Lu Hanxiao lay comfortably on the sofa, smelling the quilt, well, it was Zhou Qiao's cover. He got up again, drank the hot water, took the temperature and sent a text message to Zhou Qiao with the new number.

[I won't burn it anymore.]

Of course, Zhou Qiao did not reply.

But Lu Hanxiao was still satisfied and slept beautifully.

The next day, Zhou Qiao came out of the bedroom and found that Lu Hanxiao was dressed neatly and was watching the scenery from the window. Hearing the movement, he turned around and smiled brightly at her.

“Good morning.”

Lu Hanxiao stood at thirty years old, with a very stylish figure, with a straight back and long legs, and she looks much younger without wearing formal clothes. In fact, in the past few days after meeting, Lu Hanxiao gave people the impression that he had always been self-restrained and silent, but at this moment, his smile from Feng Qinglangyue was a real "memory killing".

Zhou Qiao nodded with a stiff expression, "Yeah, it's early."

Lu Hanxiao looked at the time and said, "I saw that there were quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, so I put two bowls of it, yours was warm in the pot." After pausing, he said, "I'm at half past ten."

Zhou Qiao didn't pretend to be calm this time, and looked shocked, "You want to leave?"

Lu Hanxiao: "The five-day holiday has overdrawn my remaining rest days this year. The company has a lot of work, so I have to go back and deal with it."

He said it very well, and this time Zhou Qiao was silent.

Lu Hanxiao picked up his packed handbag and put the newly used razor in.

"I will come to see you."

His back was turned to his voice softly.

Zhou Qiao stood behind him, clenched his fingers, "Driving slowly."

Lu Hanxiao turned around and when he was facing each other, his height advantage was fully revealed. Zhou Qiao unconsciously took a step back.

Her subconscious action reminded Lu Hanxiao that while she was disappointed, she was more patient in persuading herself. It doesn’t matter. If she persists, she should do whatever she should do.

Lu Hanxiao silently cheered up in his heart, then calmed down a lot, and smiled at Zhou Qiao, "This outfit looks very good."

Zhou Qiao lowered her head and glanced at her eyes, "I have to attend the seminar every Monday, so I wear professional clothes."

Lu Hanxiao took a step forward, put her collar on both hands, and slowly made a plan, "I didn't get it all here."

When Zhou Qiao realized that he had retreated to his original position, he thought nothing had happened.

"It's time to leave." Lu Hanxiao looked at his watch and picked up his bag.

When he walked to the door, he turned around again and said in a heavy tone, "Tonight, be sure to close the door."

Zhou Qiao was embarrassed.

"Also, check the shower gel, shampoo and other things in advance." Lu Hanxiao said again.

“…”

———

When Lu Hanxiao arrived at the airport, he took out the mobile phone that was spare abroad and was about to send a message to Zhou Qiao that he was there, but when he was pressing the letter, Lu Hanxiao moved and took out the one used in China by magic and ghosts.

In the address book, Zhou Qiao's name has always been the first.

Lu Hanxiao hesitated for a few seconds, and after completing the psychological layout, he pressed without any hope.

It's probably another busy short beep.

Just as he was about to drink water, he turned on the handset, put his phone on his legs, and used the empty hand to twist the bottle cap.

A brief connection buffering time for a few seconds.

Lu Hanxiao just put the water bottle on his lips and raised his head and lit up his mouth.

"beep---"

It's actually connected!

Lu Hanxiao squirted out a sip of water in an instant, choking him and coughing wildly.

He hurriedly picked up his cell phone, put it carefully beside his ears, and waited without breathing.

One, two, three, Zhou Qiao did not answer.

The excitement that had just surged up was instantly replaced by loss.

Why didn't she answer the phone?

Still don't want to talk to him?

Did he release him out of the blacklist after a moment of impulse?

Or, she regrets it again?

There was an automatic hang up there, and these problems were already in Lu Hanxiao's mind.

The airport broadcast prompted him that it was time to board the plane.

Lu Hanxiao looked silent, pushed the suitcase, his coat hung on his arm, and he was about to shake it to death.

When it was almost his turn to line up, his phone suddenly rang out.

Lu Hanxiao looked at the screen, it was Zhou Qiao!

This is a roller coaster!

Lu Han Xiao answered quickly, "Hey."

Zhou Qiao's voice was also slightly gasping, "I was speaking when you called me. What's wrong? Have you arrived? Or is there something happening on the road?"

Lu Hanxiao pressed his phone tightly on his cheek, "...Did you run out?"

Zhou Qiao's breathing had not calmed down, and it was obvious that he heard it.

"Yeah." She admitted.

Lu Hanxiao smiled and said at this moment, "I'm about to board the plane, the road is very smooth. I'm here to send you a message." After stopping for a while, he asked inquiry: "Jojo, is that OK?"

After this side, can I contact you again?

The flight attendant was already urging him to board the plane with a smile. Lu Hanxiao: "It's okay, I won't force you, I won't bother you too much, I..."

"Yes." Zhou Qiao interrupted him and said, "Yes."

Lu Hanxiao's ears buzzed, as if fireworks exploded.

One minute before shutting down the phone, he decisively opened WeChat and sent a friend to apply.

This time, he did not dare to make any mistakes. He wanted to pay back what he owed his girl.

And here.

Zhou Qiao, who sneaked out, received an application from Lu Hanxiao’s WeChat friend when he went back to the conference room.

The verification information is a sentence: "Click to accept and add friends, and I will no longer jump off the building."

Zhou Qiao laughed.

Um.

Finally, I have a little bit of a candle.

The two of them slowly adapted and merged at a steady pace, and slowly had another intersection.

Although Lu Hanxiao was crazy about missing her, he still kept the lesson in mind and knew how to restrain himself. He always predicted that Zhou Qiao should not be busy and sent her a WeChat message.

The content is also very simple. It is a good dish I ate during social engagements, interesting gadgets I saw during business trips, or locusts I encountered during walking.

Zhou Qiao would not reply immediately due to the jet lag. The day after Lu Hanxiao woke up, he would occasionally receive a few short comments from her. Zhou Qiao rarely sent him messages alone, but the frequency of updating his circle of friends is significantly increasing.

The two of them kept a right distance, tried and used to each other, and worked silently to repair the scars of the past.

After just two months, Zhou Qiao's project at hand officially entered the final stage.

And Lu Hanxiao told her that he would come to the United States next week.

The reaction will not lie.

When Zhou Qiao got up and saw this message, his heartbeat was about to jump out of his chest through his thin clothes.

When her heartbeat calmed down, she calculated the time and it was almost the same time that she had returned to China.

So, she replied without thinking too much:

[I'll come back next week, you have a rare trouble, don't go there specially.]

I thought he would sleep, but I didn't expect that the message would come quickly.
To be continued...