Chapter 394 (1/2)

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however, Su Qingxue stares at the document and finds that she can't read it in any way. It's as if her mind has been blocked by a stone, and she can't access any work-related information.

Time, minutes and seconds passed, unconsciously, it has been an hour.

At 9:30, Su Qingxue found that she had not done anything, just sat in a daze.

Su light snow thinks for a while, dialed the telephone of home, answer is Jiang aunt.

”What's the matter, miss? Are you still not going home tonight? ” Aunt Jiang asked with great concern.

Su Qingxue hesitated and said, ”is Ye Fan at home?”

”Ye Fan? Not in He didn't come back today, ”said Aunt Jiang.

Su Qingxue ”um” voice, ”I know, aunt Jiang, I will go back tonight, later.”.

”Well, miss, I made you Cordyceps chicken soup. Don't forget to drink it when you come back in the evening. It's hot for you,” said Aunt Jiang, and hung up the phone.

Su Qingxue is a little confused. She can't help looking at the clock in the office and mumbling to herself: ”he didn't go back Where did he go... ”

Ponder for a while, Su light snow opens a drawer, take out inside that color stroke.

Looking at this pair of childish paintings, on which a strange and lovely signature, Su Qingxue smiles from the heart.

Suddenly, in the woman's mind, the words Ye Fan said yesterday - ”no matter whether you come or not, I will wait for you”.

”Did he...”

Su Qingxue's eyes congealed, Huoran got up, picked up his coat and bag in a hurry, and planned to run out.

But suddenly she remembered something. The woman turned back, pushed aside a stack of materials and pulled out the pressed opera ticket below.

Su Qingxue takes the ticket, quickly runs into the elevator, goes downstairs, enters the garage, starts the car

The Pagani sports car turned into a whirlwind, rushed out of the underground garage and drove into the bright night.

At about 10:30, Su Qingxue finally arrived at Huahai Grand Theater through the dense traffic flow of Christmas.

When the woman came to the gate of the Grand Theater, she found it was very clean and there was no one at all.

On a cold day, the wind is piercing. Except for the security guards in the parking lot and a few vendors selling baked sweet potatoes with their hands in their sleeves, almost no one stands outside.

Su qingxuela tightened her windbreaker collar. The wind blew on her face, just like a knife. Her hair had been disordered by the wind, and she didn't want to take care of it.

Walking to the bottom of the steps of the theater, Su Qingxue looked around, and suddenly saw a figure sitting in a corner, a cigarette end lit up.

Su light snow whole person is Zheng ran to stand, time seems to also be frozen by this cold.

The man sitting on the steps is naturally Ye Fan, who has been waiting.

Ye Fan actually has no idea how long he has been sitting, but when the opera doesn't end, he holds a glimmer of expectation. After all, he promised Su Qingxue that he would always wait for her.

At this moment, Ye Fan also noticed that Su Qingxue was coming. He stood up excitedly, threw out half of the cigarette he had smoked in his mouth, and reached out to pat the dust on his trousers.

”Wife, are you here?” Ye Fan grinned happily.

Su Qingxue looked at the cigarette butts of that place, and the man had been blown by the wind some fixed frame disordered hair, a string in the heart, was played a bit.

Seeing that the man is still smiling, Su Qingxue feels that her eyes are hot and her nose is sour. She doesn't have any smile at all.

”Wife, the opera has already started, let's go in.” Ye Fan ran over and wanted to pull Su's light snow hand.