Perilous Deep Love

Jane Mo white gnawed his teeth and looked at Jian Tong: "don't worry! I will He said, "I will live well." Sneer: "you don't regret it!"

Jiantong looked at the back of the road, which was determined to walk, until the figure could no longer be seen. She held on to everything and glanced at the people around him: "it's OK. Go and do your own things."

The people under my hands are scattered like birds and beasts.

As soon as I turned around, I saw the little secretary squatting on the ground to pick up the pieces.

"Don't pick it up. Take a half day off and go to the hospital to bandage your scalded hand. Ask aunt cleaning to come here... " Jane Tong said and thought: "forget it, don't call aunt cleaning. You go to the hospital. "

The little secretary looked at Jane with gratitude and said: "thank you, Mr. Jian, thank you, thank you."

"Go ahead, pay attention to safety on the way, don't rush in order to rush for time. If the personnel department asks about it, you can say it's me who took your leave."

The little secretary turned and walked away: "Mr. Jane, you are very kind. You are not like what others say."

Words down, covered the mouth, a face of regret In this way, the boss would not feel that she was gossiping behind her back. He secretly looked at Jian Tong in front of her, but found that the latter did not seem to have heard what she said. He gently laughed and waved to her: "go quickly."

"Well!" As soon as she relaxed in her heart, a light smile appeared on her baby's face: "thank you, Jane." Even talking, also become cheerful and crisp.

Jian Tong's sight, in that road youth invincible face around, in the eye, then more elder's breadth and.

At this time, it suddenly felt that he had been in those years of entanglement, a little old.

It's quiet all around, the corridor is empty. Looking at the past, I can't find half a figure any more. I'm familiar with the tired feeling. I'm in a rush again, but I can't relax - she and the guests.

"Mr. Kane, I'm sorry to let you see this today." She said apologetically, politely but alienated.

Kane filocchio heard this, and the light of his eyes was dim Still can't get close to her?

He looked at the woman in front of him, polite but alienated attitude, just the right smile, looking gentle, but actually a faint sense of alienation He missed her three years ago.

"As for the supplement of cooperation, I have just told you that Mr. Kane might as well consider it. The cooperation after the supplement will double the benefits for both of us."

In Kane's eyes, more and more disappointed He didn't want to listen to the stale work, just Can't we talk about our daily life and talk about each other?

"That one just now is the eldest son of the Jane family." Naturally, it is the eldest son of the Jane family. The other party has already mentioned his own identity. What Kane wants to say is: "Jane Mobai, I have heard of him. Did he get leukemia a while ago?"

Although she asked Jane Tong, it was a statement.

Who doesn't know the great changes of Jane's family these days?

Including jianmobai, who was incurable.

It also includes Jane's change of ownership.

Jane Tong did not answer, but looked down quietly and listened gently.

Kane filocchio naturally noticed her reaction, a little bitter in the corner of his mouth She's really smart.

If you don't answer, you refuse to talk about this topic.

"Xiaotong," he suddenly reached out and took Jiantong's palm. "Xiaotong, no matter what he said, I believe you." Kane spoke with great solemnity and awe.

Jane Tong did not immediately break away from each other's hands, eyes down, inch by inch move, stop on the palm she was holding, quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of breathing.

Suddenly, silent, she gently rippled a light smile, looked up, clear eyes, can not see any trace of emotion, no joy, only that pair of eyes, clear and clean: "thank you."

It's a clear word.

There's not even a single redundant word.

But let Kane opposite, beautiful face gradually dignified, holding the hand of her hand, more tightly, as if something in his palm was about to fly away. He felt strange panic in his heart. He just wanted to grasp the East and West in the palm more forcefully.

Jian Tong slightly twisted his eyebrows It hurts. He's too hard.

The palm of her hand was so painful that she didn't take a strong attitude to pull it away.

There was no cry of "pain".

It's not necessary, is it?

A trace of self mockery.

There was so much pity in her eyes that I didn't know whether to look at Kane ferroge or herself.

Really, Kane filocchio is very tall, and the skeleton of foreigners is big. The tall Kane ferroge gives her the illusion that she is small and needs to be protected But it was just an illusion.

She raised her head and raised a comfortable smile. "Thank you for your trust, Mr. Kane." Her voice, light but without any extra emotion.The palm of Kane's hand is subconsciously clenched again. There are more and more strange emotions in his heart. He can't explain why he is upset at the moment.

He held the woman's palm more and more tightly, but the more tightly he held it, the more empty he felt.

As if, as if, there is really something that can't be touched any more.

No He let go of his hand.

His face was cold and stern: "I will seriously think about the plan proposed by general manager Jian. There are still things to be done today. Let me leave first." Without waiting for Jian Tong's answer, he has already raised his feet and left in a big stride.

The figure walked fast and fast, as if in vain.

Jian Tong watched the figure of the back leave, looked down, had already been held red palm, hot temperature, still left in the palm, and then raised his head, the end of the corridor, has been empty.

"Thank you for your trust."

Just, no more.

Turning around, she walked slowly across the corridor in the direction of Kane's departure, one deep and one shallow.

There, it's the bathroom on this floor.

She waddled into the bathroom, turned into the cubicle at the end of the bathroom, gently opened the door, and took out a linen bucket and a broom from it.

She was a cleaner three years ago.

Picking up the cleaning tools in the compartment, she slowly fetched water, carrying the bucket, with a linen cloth hanging on her arm, and with a broom and mop in the other hand, she walked out of the bathroom and limped along in the quiet corridor.

She walked slowly, not in a hurry.

Until the door of her office, put down the bucket, squat down, slowly, skillfully clean the broken glass on the ground, and a ground of water stains.