Lucky One becomes Unlucky

After getting off the car, Qian Zhaozhao came close to see that it was Feng Xu and his assistant Yunting.

"Minister FENG." Qian Zhaozhao cried immediately.

"Zhaozhao, I thought I couldn't see you today!" Feng Xu heard her voice and turned to warm judo.

"I had something to do. I went out." Qian Zhaozhao was a little sorry and said, "by the way, what can I do for you when you come here?"

"Last time I heard that you wanted to study hard. These books were specially selected by me. I hope they can help you." Feng Xu said, cloud court will hand the book to Qian Zhaozhao in front of.

"Thank you." Qian Zhaozhao thanks. He takes the books in Yunting's hands and finds that they are all what he needs.

And these books, she had not found in the library before.

Out of courtesy, she invited them in.

Yunting has something else to do, so he left first.

Feng Xu glanced at the apartment. Although it was not big, it was decorated delicately everywhere.

His eyes fell on a management book on the desk, and then looked at Qian Zhaozhao, who was putting the book on the desk: "Zhaozhao, learning needs a combination of work and rest. You can't stay at home all the time. Today, I'm not easy to come here. Do you mind showing me around?"

Qian Zhaozhao put the last book away. After listening to Feng Xu's words, he thought that he still owed others 100000 yuan, so he was embarrassed to refuse again.

It shouldn't take long to look around.

"Well, I'm just going to have a rest, too. I'll get dressed."

Feng Xu nodded with a smile.

When Qian Zhaozhao returned to his room, he sat on the sofa and looked around with gloomy eyes. He took off the tie Qian Zhaozhao had left in his car and put it behind a pillow on the sofa.

Qian Zhaozhao changed his clothes and went out with Feng Xu. He didn't find his change.

Feng Xu drove the car: "Zhaozhao, I've found a beautiful place recently. You're sure to like it."

"Well." Qian Zhaozhao didn't expect much. She looked at the window. The late autumn sun was shining, and the temperature was just right.

Feng Xu drove for a long time, and it was afternoon when he arrived at the place he said. They had a simple lunch nearby first, and then went to the place he said on foot.

Before long, Qian Zhaozhao saw what Feng Xu said. The red maple leaves all over the mountain are like fire. In the afterglow of autumn, they are gorgeous, like an oil painting.

"It's beautiful." Looking at the scene in front of Qian Zhaozhao, he could not help but marvel. His originally tense heart relaxed.

Feng Xu felt the change of her mood, and the corners of her mouth raised. This was the place where they met for the first time.

It's a pity that she won't remember

Feng Xu's long and narrow eyes tightly lock Qian Zhaozhao in his sight, with tears flashing in his eyes.

It doesn't matter. He will recreate the memory, which is different from the past.

He raised his hand to support Qian Zhaozhao's shoulder, but he didn't want her, but suddenly turned around. He had to take it back immediately, and he was a little disappointed.

"Minister Feng, it's really nice here. I'm in a hurry. I didn't bring my mobile phone. Can I borrow your mobile phone to take photos?" Qian Zhaozhao looks at Feng Xudao.

Feng Xu did not hesitate, immediately took out his mobile phone, about to put it in Qian Zhaozhao's hand and hastily took it back.

Qian Zhaozhao awkwardly took back his hand: "inconvenient?"

"Of course not. I mean, since I'm here, I'll take pictures for you." The explanation of Feng Xu's unchanged face.

"Well, please." Qian Zhaozhao finished and climbed up the mountain happily.

Feng Xu followed closely, unlocking the mobile phone, and the profile photo of Qian Zhaozhao at work was on the screen saver.

He quietly changed the screen saver, and then set the password for Qian Zhaozhao's photo in the album.

Qian Zhaozhao came out once in a blue moon and took photos happily.

Make complaints about the death of the garden, if they know I am in such a beautiful place, "Qian Zhaozhao thought of Feng hon, and took away her mobile phone. He secretly tuckled him for a while, but then she thought of Feng Heng's warning before himself. He was not in the right place for a moment, but he was so empty.

"Ah --"

She screamed involuntarily, and in an instant she slipped down a steep slope.

There was a burning pain in the heel.

Feng Xu stretched out his hand to pull her. It was too late. He watched her fall to the ground and hurried forward.

"Are you all right?"

Qian Zhaozhao looked up at Feng Xu and said, "I'm ok."

With that, she looked down at the ankle, white socks, is already a dazzling red.

"Don't move." Feng Xu half squatted down, busy with carrying mineral water gently cleaning her wound, and then back to Qian Zhaozhao: "I carry you down the mountain."

"No, Minister Feng, it's OK for this little injury." Qian stood up obstinately, endured the pain and walked down the mountain.

Feng Xu's hands tightened and followed her carefully.

As the sky darkened, Qian Zhaozhao found that the more he walked, the more painful his leg was. Looking at it again, it was swollen.

She does not want to let Feng Xu worry, has been forced to endure, see almost to the foot of the mountain, she has been pain quickly cry out.

"There's no hospital here, but if it's a long way back, your legs won't stand it." Feng Xu supported Qian Zhaozhao and sat on the stone bench.

"Zhaozhao, there is a special hotel near here. There should be medicine, but it's a little crude, but there's no way now." Feng Xu looks at the place where Qian Zhaozhao is injured and frowns.

Qian Zhaozhao hastened to reply: "it doesn't matter. Let's go."

She just wanted to have a place to live, and she didn't care if it was simple.

Forbearance, followed Feng Xu to the hotel he said, is a wooden two-story building, do not have a taste.

Inside, Qian Zhaozhao asked the landlady to look for medicinal wine, cleaned up the wound, and immediately felt a lot better.

At the end of the day, she was sweating all over, so she had to borrow clothes and take a bath.

This is a private house. Apart from living here with Feng Xu and myself, there is only the landlady.

When taking a bath, Qian Zhaozhao suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to call his aunt who came to clean and cook regularly at home. He wanted to borrow Feng Xu's phone to say later.

In this apartment, the hour worker's aunt cooked the meal early, but it's strange that she hasn't seen Qian Zhaozhao back.

Feng Heng was on a business trip, and the project ended ahead of time. He asked Ji Dong to buy something and immediately flew back to city A.

Back in the apartment, he only saw a table of food, but he didn't see Qian Zhaozhao. He had to ask his aunt, "who is she?"

"I don't know. When I came here, I didn't see Miss Qian." To aunt is also a face of doubt.

He nodded, went to the study to have a look, and finally fixed his eyes on the extra row of books. His eyes narrowed.

But at this time, to the aunt suddenly said: "Mr. Feng, this tie is yours?"