His Canary

The phone call came from the supervisor in Ci Ma's company. As soon as he received the call, Dong Ci felt a bad feeling.

"Sick again ?!"

The voice on the other side of the phone paused, and then said aloud. "Why is the sick Yangzi so weak? Can't I tell you if she is sick? Who will replace her job if she doesn't come?"

"Who do you scold for the seedlings?"

Dong Ci's hand held the phone tightly, and the anger in his heart was burning harder, but he was still trying to restrain himself. "Come on, speak with respect."

"I bother!"

The man scolded and seemed to be in a very bad mood. "Why did I have to give her the job I gave her, and the daughter raised by the stinky widow is not a good thing. Both of them are fake!

As the words went further, Dong Ci shivered in anger, and she couldn't bear it anymore, she said coldly. "What do you think you're good for? No-quality people like you are just like beasts!"

"Am I a beast?"

The man didn't seem to expect Dong Ci to dare to scold him back, he laughed angrily and said. "OK, I am a beast."

"Tell you that widow mother, she was fired!"

"..."

Dudu——

The strong wind outside the window rolled up the dead leaves on the ground, fluttering and wondering where to fly. Dong Ci smelled the smell of disinfecting water in the hospital, blinked his dry eyes, and suddenly opened the window.

The cold wind pierced like a knife, although it hurt, it made her awake a lot. She adjusted her breath harder, and her fingertips holding the phone were pale.

Can't cry.

Dong Ci was stiff in the cold wind, and she stubbornly told herself that she must not cry.

...

When Ci Ma woke up, Dong Ci was staring at the sky outside the window in a daze.

"Xiaoci, what time is it now?"

After finishing the drip, Ci Ma got a lot of energy and started looking for the phone as soon as she opened her eyes. She frowned and muttered. "Is the phone of Xiaoci's mother ringing? I didn't take a day off work directly, and the supervisor will scold me again."

"Mom, we are not going to work anymore, okay."

Since the phone call was completed, the phone has been held in Dong Ci's hands and has never been released. "Don't you always want to open a restaurant, let's rent a shop, let's do it ourselves."

"Slightly speaking, where can I rent a shop with spare money?"

Ci Ma thought she was joking, coughing her mouth and coughing again, pointing to her hand and saying. "Hurry to give me the phone, I have to ask for leave soon."

"mom……"

Dong Ci didn't really know how to tell Mom that she had been dismissed. She hid her cell phone in the back and continued without saying. "Don't you keep the money for college? You take this money out to open the store. I believe that with the craft of mother, opening a store will definitely make money."

"Xiaoci, do you know what you are talking about?"

The expression on Ci Ma's face was a little more serious, and he scolded with a straight face. "Did you forget what you promised me before your dad died? Your main thought now is to study, and then work hard to get admitted to that school. Mothers who don't need to worry about other messy things!"

"but……"

"But you have been dismissed."

...

Dong Ci did not tell Ci Ma what the supervisor had said. She was afraid that Ci Ma heard the sadness, so she took all the responsibilities on herself. Ci Ma had been bored for two days and ignored her.

In the past few days, she has been busy looking for shops. She rushes out every day and looks at many shops, but none of them is suitable.

As Ci Ma said, she still didn't know how to feel warm and cold, not knowing that the world was far more complicated than she had imagined.

She stood on the street looking at this prosperous commercial street, watching the endless crowds and the trembling frozen street vendors, but still insisting on the stalls, and suddenly found that life was so difficult.

The wind blew, although she was wearing a thick coat, her cheeks were still blown by the cold wind, and her thin body shivered.

She was immersed in her own thoughts, and did not feel that someone was approaching. By the time she found out, she had been completely wrapped in her arms.

"Are you waiting for me here?"

Jing Rong grabbed her waist from behind and felt her cold. He frowned and unbuttoned his coat to wrap her entire body in her arms. He leaned over and rubbed her cold face, with a smile on his face apathy, coldly. "Are you trying to freeze yourself?"

She was really too cold, and Jingrong's thick coat was too warm. Dong Cise flinched, not pushing him closer for the first time.

Jing Rong saw that she had been holding a notebook in her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and pulled it from her without thinking.

"give me back!"

The book is densely memorized with information about the transfer of various stores, and many stores have been crossed out by red pens because the price is too high. The remaining few shops marked a lot of things with red pens. Before Jing Rong could see clearly, he was snatched back by Dong Ci.

Jing Rong's eyes flashed a little, and asked curiously. "Are you going to rent a shop?"

"Do you tube!"

"Not enough money?"

"I said don't control it!"

The indifferent smile on Dong Ci's choking Jing Rong seems to be particularly good today. He stretched out her hand and held her hand, and after feeling a cold, wrapped it directly with his big palm. "Okay, don't let me control me."

"Go, I will take you to dinner."

"I don't want to go, I still have something to do." Jing Rong ignored it and dragged her into a high-level club halfway along the way.

This is the place where Dong Ci has never been. Although the decoration is simple, it still looks luxurious. The bright ground illuminated by the golden wall light above the head is also shining.

Jing Rong took her up and down the elevator, and finally opened the innermost private room, pushing Dong Ci directly.

"Oho--"

Dong Ci stumbled, and heard a roar of cheers as soon as he entered the door. When he panicked and raised his head, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Eh?"

One of the boys raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked up and down at the door of the girl wearing a penguin, asked funny. "Sister, you are in the wrong room."

"I……"

Dong Ci didn't expect that there would be so many people in the room. Men and women stared at her with different looks, making her extremely uncomfortable. She panicked and turned to go, but was stopped by a boy behind her.

"Wait, sister, you look a little familiar."

An Chengfeng jumped out of the crowd, took her shoulders, looked at her face carefully, and asked tentatively. "Following Arong? What about others?"

"He was calling in the corridor."

Since entering the second floor, Jing Rong has been calling, but she didn't expect that he would push her first, nor did she expect that there would be so many people in it.

"Sorry, I'm leaving."

There is no one she knows here, and they should all be Jingrong's friends. Dong Ci didn't want to have too much involvement with them. He opened the door and wanted to leave, but he plunged into Jingrong's arms that he was just about to enter.

"So passionate?"

Jing Rong subconsciously hugged her and just wanted to push her into it, but Dong Ci grabbed her arm. "I don't want to stay here."

Jing Rong moved slightly, and then looked up at An Chengfeng, who was at the door, and asked slowly. "You bullied her?"

"Come on-what a joke."

An Chengfeng quickly waved his hand to signal his innocence. "We are enthusiastic."

Jing Rong sneered disdainfully, disregarding Dong Ci's weak struggle, and half-strongly pressed her into a chair beside him and handed her the menu. "Want to eat whatever you want, anyway, today is An Chengfeng."

"I want to go home ..."

The warm breeze in the private room was so full that she blushed with her tender and tender face. Jing Rong touched her small face that was no longer cold, ignoring her small voice, and coaxed with a smile. "Good boy, take you home after dinner."

Individuals can see how reluctant this girl is to stay here. At first glance, Jing Rongqiang is pulling people. The people sitting around looked different, and they didn't dare to speak easily without knowing the relationship between the two. They could only look to An Chengfeng for help.

"Cough-"

An Chengfeng coughed awkwardly and cleared his throat. "Well, A Rong, you are introducing Miss Sister."

Jing Rong seemed to realize that the atmosphere in the private room was a bit cold. He moved his eyes away from Dong Ci's face, supported his chin, looked around, and smiled. "Look at me as a baby, why don't you see it?"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere seemed to be even colder. Dong Ci felt that there were several lines of sight all around him. There was inquiry, contempt, and it seemed ... angry?

I don't know if I first took the lead to say hello to Dong Ci, and then all the others were greeted, and the scene returned to heat again.

"She's timid, don't scare her."

Dong Ci didn't know how to communicate with them. After a meal, he kept sulking and eating, listening to them in silence.

So I realized that Jing Rong disappeared for a while because he went to the United States. The reason why he went to the United States seems to be that his important life is sick. Today is that Jing Rong has just returned to China and listened to their conversation. Jing Rong came here directly from the plane. This group of people specially celebrated his return from abroad.

Come back and come back, what's so celebrate?

Dong Ci fiddled with the fish in the porcelain bowl, and he couldn't wait to return.

In the past few days, she was upset because of the shop and the mom, and it was not good to even have an appetite. Although the food here tastes really good, because she has something else in her mind, she doesn't have much mood to eat it.

The person who had been sitting around suddenly stood up, and it seemed that he was going out. Dong Ci raised his head in a hurry, and without thinking, he pulled his sleeve and asked quietly. "Where are you going?"

Jing Rong didn't expect that she would hold herself, and her eyes were facing her, and her clear eyes looked at her pitifully, with a trace of panic and dependence, she couldn't help but stun.

Is she afraid of leaving her to leave?

Jing Rong lost her smile, comfortably patted her head, bowed her head and whispered. "Thegents, do you want to go with me?"