The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 931 Ji Xiaobei is Back
When I saw him, my heart ached.

That face looks so much like him, but with sunglasses on, I can't see the eyes.

"About the bidding, you don't need to talk too much, everything follows the rules." I heard his voice.

That voice, even after death, I will never forget it, I remember it so clearly, it was Xiao Bei's voice.

Xiaobei is also this tall, and Xiaobei's face is also like that.

"Mo Qianxun, push the fruit cart up." Ji Li came up on another elevator and hurriedly urged me.

I was pushing the fruit cart, my mind was so dazed, I followed the manager in.

She smiled and said, "Mr. Ji, this is the fruit that our Jinbi Hotel specially prepared for you."

At this moment, he had already taken off his sunglasses.

Sitting on the sofa with Erlang's feet up, those people stood and sat, but they were not too close to him.

It's Xiaobei, I also remember him when he turned into ashes.

How could I not remember those eyebrows, those eyes, those facial features, and those hands.

His hands often cover my eyelids, which are warm and squirming.

"Mo Qianxun." The manager urged me.

Only then did I come back to my senses, but my eyes were all wet.

"Mo Qianxun." The manager looked at me carefully and was startled, then lightly pulled my hand to signal me to go out.

He was in the crowd, I was reluctant to leave, I wanted to see him again.

The manager asked one of the accompanying hotel personnel to pull me out, and tears kept sliding down like a faucet turned on.

When she came out, she said to me: "Mo Qianxun, what did you do? If you frighten this distinguished guest, neither you nor I can afford it."

"I..." I wanted to say something, but it weighed a thousand catties.

"Why are you crying? If your eyes are uncomfortable, you can take a leave of absence to see, Xiaolin Xiaolin." She called into the walkie-talkie.

"Manager." Rusha's voice came from her intercom.

She glanced at me and said, "Xiao Lin, you come to the VIP room now, Mo Qianxun feels a little uncomfortable right now, it's not appropriate to stay in the VIP service department."

"Yes, manager."

I shook my head: "Manager, I'm fine."

"You see that you are crying, and you still say that there is nothing wrong. No matter what you have, you can't bring it to work. The guests don't come here to see you cry. Our hotel staff no matter when, no matter what. No matter what mood you are in, you have to greet the guests with a smile."

"I understand, I'm sorry." It was indeed out of control, the moment I saw him, tears were beyond my control.

Now, my heart is still beating.

Xiao Bei, it's Xiao Bei, the real Xiao Bei, he is no longer the one he imagined in his dream.

He is still alive. I don't believe that there will be such a similar person in the world, even the aura and breath are so similar.

But when he looked up at me, his eyes were so strange.

Xiao Bei, did you forget me?

I ran to the first floor to strike up a conversation with the people at the front desk, took two boxes of fruit to them and asked them the name of the distinguished guest in Room [-].

Ji Xiaobei.

The moment he knew it, Hu Er really wanted to cry again.

Once I loved you, so deeply.

My heart was beating, like a plate of beads falling to the ground, I didn't know what they were scattered into.

I got off work at five o'clock, but I didn't want to leave, I wanted to see him more.

Xiaobei, he is so close to me, so close that I can touch him, and I can look at him carefully, and I feel that it is a kind of happiness and joy.

It's good that you didn't die.

I didn't go to put incense on my tombstone again, I don't want to go, I don't think you should be dead, I think Xiao Bei, who has hands and eyes in the sky, is still alive.

Your dad can design us once, and again, can't he?

The phone was vibrating, Lin Xia called me before I came out.

I closed my eyes, let out a long sigh, and couldn't think too much, I am a married woman, I have a family, I have children.

Xiaobei and I are no longer the same kind of people, we smiled wryly, packed our things and changed clothes before going out.

The sun was still shining high, so I went outside and walked for a while, and Lin Xia's car was standing there.

The low-key black RV has a lot of space inside, and he said that Xiaoyu and I can sit comfortably in this way.

When I got in the car, he didn't drive right away, but bent over with a smile and put on the seat belt for me.

What I used to do every day, I forgot now.

"I'll be fine."

"Buckle it." He started the car: "Let's go out for dinner today. Xiaoyu has gone to his grandparents' house. Let's have a good meal. What do you want to eat?"

"I don't have anything to eat, Lin Xia, why don't you go back!"

He looked at me in the car mirror: "Is it uncomfortable?"

"No."

"Heh, there is a concert you like to eat, go there after eating, Ruan Li said that there is a good restaurant nearby, it is worth trying."

I'm really not in the mood, but I don't want to blow Lin's mind.

He turned on the radio in the car and happened to play Liu Ruoying's song.

At the end of the song, the host said in a cheerful voice, "Milk tea songs have always been so moving. Tonight's [-] o'clock milk tea concert in Beijing is also exciting. Friends who like milk tea songs should not miss it."

When I used to listen to songs, I listened less, but when I met Liu Ruoying, I would listen carefully. I like her songs, and I also like her temperament as light as a chrysanthemum.

"It's her concert." Lin Xia smiled: "It just so happens that their unit is the organizer. I heard that you like it, so I gave you two tickets."

"Lin Xia, we don't want to go to the concert, and we don't want to eat out, shall we go home early?"

I don't want to listen to it anymore, I like her song, and the people who like her are because of the song that is crazy about love.

That once witnessed the unforgettable love between me and Xiaobei, Lin Xia, don't have to do this for me.

He didn't ask, and I said twice that he wouldn't force me if I didn't want to go.

The car headed home, today it was a day off for Mother He, it was pitch black.

He turned on the light, I took off my shoes and put them away, put my bag on the sofa and went to the kitchen to look: "Lin Xia, I'm cooking two dishes."

"If you feel uncomfortable, don't cook. It's the same when I call for takeaway."

"There are a lot of dishes, it's okay for the two of us to eat, we can still handle it."

He just fried two dishes, which were extremely salty, but he didn’t complain a word. He poured a glass of warm water, soaked the vegetables, and then gave them to me: “You should eat less greasy food, it’s good for your health.”

"Ah."

"How's the paper going?"

"Still writing."

"I'll go and have a look after eating in a while. It's okay to take your time. I'll explain it to you when you write it out."

I smiled: "Okay, I'm going to wash the dishes." I cleaned up the dishes and went in to wash.

Sitting in the study and opening the document, I couldn't write a single word.

(End of this chapter)