Play coquettish with Joe
Many years have passed
Chapter 6854 More than ten years have passed (11)
three days later.
Ji Changmu had already booked a plane ticket back to New York. Tong Qian originally wanted to go back with him, but she couldn't book the same flight, so she had to give up.
Before leaving, he also dealt with the affairs of his mother's office, and told several vice presidents that if there were any similar overseas calls, they should call the police or call him immediately.
He came back in a hurry, didn't have much luggage, and asked the driver to take him to the airport without much packing.
He received the little girl's birthday present. The gold-plated purple-pink box was exquisite and small. He took apart a candy and ate it. It was orange-flavored.
On the plane, Ji Changmu sat by the window, his tired eyes looked at the surging clouds outside the window, and the fragrance of candy was in his mouth.
Next week is New Years.
It may be that he was too tired during this period, Ji Changmu always felt tired and lethargic, and often even fell asleep sitting in front of the computer.
He rubbed his temples, sat down sleepily, and closed his eyes.
He has long been used to celebrating the New Year alone in a foreign country, and this year's New Year is no surprise to him.
It snowed on New Year's Eve.
Ji Changmu gave his employees a few days off, and he will pay overtime pay for those who are willing to work overtime.
Lewis was tired for half a month. He didn't come to work on New Year's Eve and went on a date with his girlfriend.
Ji Changmu stayed in the president's office until noon before returning.
Sister Cui prepared the ingredients and fireworks as usual. A few days ago, she asked Ji Changmu if he wanted to buy new window grilles to put on them. Although the family does not have the habit of putting up window grilles, they did it last year.
It was Miss Qiao who posted it with her last year.
Time flies, Sister Cui hasn't seen that man for a long time, and she can't figure out the relationship between Mr. Ji and her.
But Ji Changmu said no, since last year's one hasn't faded, there's no need to take it off, just keep it.
Sister Cui followed suit.
At noon on New Year's Eve, the gray sky began to snow.
Ji Changmu hadn't prepared for anything. He had always regarded this day as an ordinary day, but today... he felt a little lonely in his heart, like a lonely boat moored on a deep island, with no known return date.
He sat in the tea room in the afternoon, boiled a pot of Dahongpao, and sat for a long time.
The light in the tea room is dim, and there are slowly falling snowflakes outside the window, and his courtyard is outside, the courtyard is deep, and his favorite cypress bonsai has not been taken care of for a long time, and it looks too depressed.
The room was very warm, and Ji Changmu sat in front of the mahogany window in the black turtleneck sweater he wore when he went out during the day, still feeling tired.
The snow fell harder and harder. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Changmu practiced a few words on the rice paper. He felt very uncomfortable. He propped his hands on the wooden table, and his dizziness did not ease. He called the driver, Went to the hospital.
Holding on, before reaching the hospital, Ji Changmu started to have a high fever.
He was always in good health, but this time he was still exhausted from running back and forth, and his high fever persisted.
Sister Cui also brought a few servants to the hospital immediately after hearing the news. Ji Changmu had already checked into the ward. Although he had a fever, when he saw Sister Cui, he told her not to let anyone know.
Sister Cui understands, especially not to let Mrs. Yang know.
Ji Changmu had a severe fever and a very high temperature. He received antipyretic injections and applied cold towels, but the high fever did not subside after an hour.
Sister Cui was very anxious, but she was helpless, so she had to stay in the ward to take care of Ji Changmu.
People kept calling Ji Changmu's mobile phone, but he didn't answer it again, and his whole body was burnt out.
(End of this chapter)
three days later.
Ji Changmu had already booked a plane ticket back to New York. Tong Qian originally wanted to go back with him, but she couldn't book the same flight, so she had to give up.
Before leaving, he also dealt with the affairs of his mother's office, and told several vice presidents that if there were any similar overseas calls, they should call the police or call him immediately.
He came back in a hurry, didn't have much luggage, and asked the driver to take him to the airport without much packing.
He received the little girl's birthday present. The gold-plated purple-pink box was exquisite and small. He took apart a candy and ate it. It was orange-flavored.
On the plane, Ji Changmu sat by the window, his tired eyes looked at the surging clouds outside the window, and the fragrance of candy was in his mouth.
Next week is New Years.
It may be that he was too tired during this period, Ji Changmu always felt tired and lethargic, and often even fell asleep sitting in front of the computer.
He rubbed his temples, sat down sleepily, and closed his eyes.
He has long been used to celebrating the New Year alone in a foreign country, and this year's New Year is no surprise to him.
It snowed on New Year's Eve.
Ji Changmu gave his employees a few days off, and he will pay overtime pay for those who are willing to work overtime.
Lewis was tired for half a month. He didn't come to work on New Year's Eve and went on a date with his girlfriend.
Ji Changmu stayed in the president's office until noon before returning.
Sister Cui prepared the ingredients and fireworks as usual. A few days ago, she asked Ji Changmu if he wanted to buy new window grilles to put on them. Although the family does not have the habit of putting up window grilles, they did it last year.
It was Miss Qiao who posted it with her last year.
Time flies, Sister Cui hasn't seen that man for a long time, and she can't figure out the relationship between Mr. Ji and her.
But Ji Changmu said no, since last year's one hasn't faded, there's no need to take it off, just keep it.
Sister Cui followed suit.
At noon on New Year's Eve, the gray sky began to snow.
Ji Changmu hadn't prepared for anything. He had always regarded this day as an ordinary day, but today... he felt a little lonely in his heart, like a lonely boat moored on a deep island, with no known return date.
He sat in the tea room in the afternoon, boiled a pot of Dahongpao, and sat for a long time.
The light in the tea room is dim, and there are slowly falling snowflakes outside the window, and his courtyard is outside, the courtyard is deep, and his favorite cypress bonsai has not been taken care of for a long time, and it looks too depressed.
The room was very warm, and Ji Changmu sat in front of the mahogany window in the black turtleneck sweater he wore when he went out during the day, still feeling tired.
The snow fell harder and harder. At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Ji Changmu practiced a few words on the rice paper. He felt very uncomfortable. He propped his hands on the wooden table, and his dizziness did not ease. He called the driver, Went to the hospital.
Holding on, before reaching the hospital, Ji Changmu started to have a high fever.
He was always in good health, but this time he was still exhausted from running back and forth, and his high fever persisted.
Sister Cui also brought a few servants to the hospital immediately after hearing the news. Ji Changmu had already checked into the ward. Although he had a fever, when he saw Sister Cui, he told her not to let anyone know.
Sister Cui understands, especially not to let Mrs. Yang know.
Ji Changmu had a severe fever and a very high temperature. He received antipyretic injections and applied cold towels, but the high fever did not subside after an hour.
Sister Cui was very anxious, but she was helpless, so she had to stay in the ward to take care of Ji Changmu.
People kept calling Ji Changmu's mobile phone, but he didn't answer it again, and his whole body was burnt out.
(End of this chapter)
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