C15 Contract

That afternoon, when we were sitting quietly on the sofa, I suddenly asked, "Where's Daddy Momo?" Maybe I shouldn't have asked, but if it was today, I certainly wouldn't have asked a woman such a question. Maybe she's mature now, tactful, and shouldn't touch a woman's soul when she's so intimate with you.

She was also stunned for a moment and didn't look very happy, but also a little sad. She softly said, "We got divorced, and he fell in love with a girl, that was his secretary, and then they broke up. Oh, it's nothing, that girl wasn't good-looking, really, she was dressed very prettily, really —" Her posture was as though she was hurt and self-deprecating.

I said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

She frowned unhappily and looked up at me and said, "Why do you say I'm sorry? It's as if I've been hurt so badly. Are you — are you laughing at me? "

What? How could I laugh at her? I hurriedly said, "No, no, this is quite a lot. It's nothing!"

"Hmph, it was nothing to begin with, so you made me sound like a loser. I didn't, okay?" I really didn't dare to say anything, only nodding my head.

When she saw me like this, she suddenly looked down at me and said, "Why, are you afraid of me?"

I was actually a little afraid of her, I didn't know what to say, I just smiled a little, and suddenly she put her hand out in front of me, and I knew what she meant, and she was real — I pulled her hand gently, and then I turned to look at the door of Momo's room, and then I threw my arms around her, and she held me, and they held her, and she was in my arms, and she said very gently, very obediently, "If sister likes you, won't you laugh at me?"

I whispered in her ear, "No, I love you too!"

"Don't say love so easily, I said I just like you —" She said a little sadly.

I hastily replied, "I also like it, right?"

"You really evolved. The moment I said it, you said you liked it!"

I think women are really troublesome. I don't understand it at that time. Why do you think she would blame you no matter what you said?

I said: "That is love, in fact, you know, I do not know, what is this, I, I have never been in love!"

She giggled happily. She suddenly bit my ear and said, "Are you lying to big sister? "You're in danger, I'm not a little girl …"

"I didn't, I really didn't!" Just as I explained, she laughed even more, hugged me and nodded her head, saying a little coquettishly: "I know, you're very innocent, I just like you for this, truly, your innocence, your nature, is extremely precious to me. Come to my place tomorrow night, after I send Mao Mao over to Qingtian, I'll come back quickly, do you understand?"

I said, "Alright, I'll settle the company's matters tomorrow, so come over. Oh right, can I buy some food? What do you like to eat?"

"Humph, this little demon is very considerate, no need, I'll buy it myself. I'll bring some wine back from Qingtian. Tomorrow night, we'll have a candlelight dinner —"

I nodded and said, "Well, okay." I thought it must be romantic.

Suddenly there was movement in Momo's room again, and we hurried away. She looked at me, happy and sweet, and wrote it all down on her face. She smoothed her hair around her ears and said, "Bad guy!"

I nodded again. She smiled happily and said, "Whatever I say, you'll agree to it. You fool!"

I said, "I like it!"

She suddenly kissed me again, then got up and said, "I'm going to pack up my things. I'll bring Momo back to the Qingtian later. Tomorrow, I'll try to come back as soon as possible!"

I said happily, "Okay!"

That afternoon, she took Momo to the Qingtian.

After she left, I went back to the office and sat in it, my head full of her, my body burning with anticipation, eager to be with her the next day, eager to be with her, to do that sort of thing with her, to be honest, at that time I really wanted to be with her, to be very eager, I think it wasn't purely physical, there were a lot of things that came from the spirit, it was an indescribable feeling.

The next day, almost full of the same thing at the company, I waited for the time to come, and by five in the afternoon I called her, but the voice on the other end of the line was disappointingly disheartening. "The phone you dialed is off!"

On the way, I was still on her phone, and still hadn't turned it on. When I got to her place, I stood at the door and rang the doorbell, I knew that I would definitely be able to be with her tonight, but why didn't she come back, the phone was still closed, and she wasn't at home, so I stood anxiously at the door, waiting for her.

I think anyone who has experienced it will understand, it's so hard to bear, a lot of random thoughts are coming out, will she forget, will she be in trouble, will she even go out with another man or something like that, dying of anxiety, and by nine o'clock in the evening, before her phone is open, she hasn't come back.

My heart ached with numbness and despair, but I didn't leave. I sat at her door and waited all night, until the next morning, when my cell phone was still turned on, and I looked at her door and left. Maybe, maybe she had forgotten about it, maybe it was just a small matter for her, maybe what?

At that time, I was still in a muddled state of mind and was too tired from thinking about it, so I went back.

I didn't get in touch with her again for the next week. I heard from Chief Mao.