After work, Andrea Jones didn’t go home immediately. She just went to the nearest IG store. She wandered around, wanting to buy some supplements for her mother, but when she got to the checkout to pay the bill, she suddenly realized that most of the bags she was carrying were Neal Williams’ favorite things.
The heart, like being pounded hard, leaving her breathless.
The cashier had already typed up the bill and patiently repeated it again, “The total is 584 yuan. Miss, please hurry up, there are people waiting at the back.”
“Oh, good. Sorry.” That’s when she pulled out her money and paid the bill.
Carrying things out of the store, dusk twilight, dense to her eyes hot.
The things in her hands were heavy enough to drain her strength, she was walking slowly, and when she met the rush hour, she was bumped, she stumbled a step, the things in her hands fell to the ground, and the fruit rolled everywhere.
She was busy squatting down to pick it up.
…
The other side.
Neal Williams gave Garret Miller a ride out of the office. The two men were talking about a new case that needed signatures from the government on certain aspects of the case. This was the least of their worries, but it turned out to be Bonnie Williams who was handling the case.
A large case, living was stuck in her hands. She was so willful that she didn’t care about anything, so naturally, she didn’t care how much damage it would do to her brother’s company if she didn’t sign on the dotted line. Of course, Garret Miller and Neal Williams also knew what she meant, and immediately planned to sacrifice Ingram Gray.
However, as the conversation went on, Neal Williams did not make any more noise.
Car speed, slow down.
The line of sight only coalesced on a certain point not far away, the eyes are deep and complex. There is pain and struggle.
Garret Miller gives him a strange look before following his line of sight over there.
“Andrea Jones?”
Across the road, it was her.
Even in that crowded crowd, Neal Williams’ eyes were just a glance away and had her figure firmly in their grasp.
She just squatted on the ground, desperately picking things up.
Crowds of people coming and going, all in a hurry to make their own way. No one was willing to give her a hand, or even, if she was not a little careful, her hand would be stepped on.
Fruity …
No sooner had such a thought fallen than her hand was stepped on. It hurt so much that she sucked back her breath and pulled her hand back.
Damn it!
Secretly cursing low, he jerked the car to a halt.
Garret Miller reached out and yanked him out of the car, “Hey! Are you crazy, this is the middle of the road and you parked here?”
Besides, it’s still the most congested time of the year!
It’s so ungrateful!
Garret Miller’s words were followed by the sound of horns.
Neal Williams glanced behind a long line of traffic, Garret Miller said: “You can at least move the car to the side of the road, parked here a car accident.”
He was a little annoyed and looked at some woman who was still picking up her things and just had to move the car to the side of the road.
…
Hurriedly jumped from the car, regardless of the red light green light, to rush across the road. But …
Only when they reached the middle of the road, the figure had already stood up, carrying a large bag and squeezed onto the bus that had just arrived with the crowd.
He was stunned there.
A car, whizzing past.
He watched her struggle to squeeze through the crowd, squeezing her cheeks white, like she couldn’t breathe.
He also felt breathless.
…
Andrea Jones was able to stand firm and wanted to take it easy, bending down with the intention of putting down the things she was carrying. However, as soon as he dropped his eyes, he saw the figure.
Through the windows of the car, through the layers of people and traffic, four eyes facing each other.
She shuddered.
Grip the bag tightly in your hand.
His eyes did not move away, just looked at her like that. The bus, suddenly started up, she suddenly cried and called up, “Master, please stop!”
She desperately tried to push her way out.
Shouted.
But …
The car was so noisy that the master couldn’t hear her.
People are crowded next to each other, she carried things to squeeze, it is really inconvenient. Solely lost that big bag, but …
Until the car left the station, she still could not squeeze down. Instead, she suffered a blank stare.
“What are you squeezing for? So many people are stepping on my feet!”
“That’s right, don’t you know you can’t stop when you leave the station?”
“What a nuisance!”
She cried all at once.
Tearful eyes stared at that point, watching the figure move further and further away from himself …
…
Neal Williams folds back, turns around and gets into his car. Immediately, he put on his turn signal.
Garret Miller sat there, startled. Turning the turn signal off and gripping the wheel, “No U-turns here.”
“You get out of the car!”
He couldn’t care less, his mind went back and forth only remembering her teary eyes.
She cried …
“You are really crazy. What can’t we talk about tomorrow? You have to go after them now!”
“I’m out of my mind!” Neal Williams pushed the passenger door open, pushing Garret Miller out as well in the process, “Take your own cab back, no ride.”
Said, ‘squeak-‘ a, the car mandatory turn around, chasing that bus up.
…
Andrea Jones’ cell phone rings.
Looking at the familiar string of numbers, her tears flowed more and more. At this moment, it is surprising that some dare not answer.
What was she doing just now?
If it wasn’t congested, she would have gotten out of the car. But what about after getting out of the car?
Run into his arms and tell him how much he actually doesn’t want to let go? But … and then what?
They … still have to be separated …
The phone is still ringing, unremittingly ringing. She finally couldn’t help it, her finger moved to the green button, before she was going to put the phone to her ear, but the car swayed and the phone fell down in the process.
She hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but it was so crowded that it was so difficult to even bend over.
The Other Side She Doesn’t Know …
Neal Williams didn’t hear her voice and took the phone ‘hello’ a few times, only to hear the noise and clamor. Stepping on the gas, he was about to speed up and sprint up, but he didn’t notice a truck coming across the road and hit him directly.
“Clang -” a loud bang, the Hummer was knocked out diagonally.
The phone slid to the ground.
No more sounds can be heard.
The Other Side …
Andrea Jones squeezed out a sweat and finally picked up the phone. Picked it up and immediately put it to his ear, but …
Over there, however, the line has been disconnected.
There is no more sound.
Heart, inch by inch sinking. Loss, uncontrollable surge up.
She bit her lip and silently put the phone away. Standing there woodenly, like a sandbag, she let the crowd squeeze over and over.
…
That night.
Andrea Jones had a nightmare.
In the dream, Neal Williams collapsed in a pool of blood, so weak and dying. She cried and ran to pick him up, but all she could touch was air.
And …
The overwhelming blood.
Everywhere was crimson and shocking to the eye. The smell of blood was unusually pungent and made her breath stop.
One is awakened by fright.
Wake up and sit on the bed, the tip of the nose, forehead covered with layers of cold sweat.
Neal Williams …
Obviously, I am fine, how can I have such a dream?
Although it was still very early and it was a weekend, Andrea Jones was already completely sleepless. She got up from bed, washed her face with water, and got up to make breakfast.
All day, she was lost in thought and somewhat lost.
By the afternoon, I was watching TV with Charleen Davis on the couch, and was about to fall asleep when I remembered the image of Neal Williams looking at me from afar yesterday afternoon. And remembered the nightmare last night, the body shivered, heart, and cracked like pain.
The doorbell, all of a sudden, rang.
Charleen Davis laughed away as if she knew who was coming and nudged her, “Get the door.”
“Who is it?” Andrea Jones asked as she ran to open the door.
The door pulled open and the person outside the door, made her freeze.
“Andrea.”
The other person said hello to her.
She tilted her head very hard to think back before remembering who this person was. It’s not exactly the same person she was on a blind date with last time. She didn’t know what he was called, but barely remembered his last name was Zhang.
“Andrea, what are you still standing there for? Let Zhiyuan come in and sit down!” Charleen Davis called out.
Andrea Jones snapped back to attention at this point and turned sideways, “Come in and sit down.”
“I will not sit down. Actually, this time I came to my … I wanted to ask Andrea out.” David Zhang spoke somewhat coyly: “Today happens to be a vacation, we all have time. Last time Ben made an appointment to watch a movie, but it didn’t work out either.”
Andrea Jones opened her lips and instinctively tried to refuse. But Charleen Davis has already said yes for her, “Yes, it’s good to go out and relax since work is usually quite depressing.
“Mom, I don’t feel comfortable with you being home alone.” Andrea Jones didn’t want to go.
“What one person? Isn’t there an aunt? She’ll be here in a minute.” Charleen Davis said.
Andrea Jones is in a difficult position.
But the eager and encouraging look in her mother’s eyes made it impossible for her to say no.
“Come along, Andrea, I’ve already bought the tickets.” David Zhang has a good impression of Andrea Jones. Although the last time suddenly killed a program, but this does not affect his like her at all.
The more someone scrambles together, the more she proves to be an attractive girl. It also stimulates men’s desire to be challenged more.
Andrea Jones couldn’t push back, so she just nodded, “Wait for me then.”
Turned around and went back to the bedroom.
Leaning against the door panel for a moment, listening to her mother’s enthusiastic greeting from outside, she just felt powerless.
In my mother’s eyes, a bang is far less than a calm.
Also …
Why bother, toss it again? In the end, tossed each other are wounded …
With this in mind, I changed my clothes and followed David Zhang out.
To be fair, David Zhang is a good choice for a husband. He has a stable workplace, a house and a car, and good looks.
It’s just a pity that …
These are not the criteria for Andrea Jones to choose her husband.
The whole time, Andrea Jones was in a daze. Occasionally, David Zhang said a few words to her, and she didn’t have much of a heart to say back. It was impossible between them, and as such, she didn’t want to give him any false impressions.
The cinema was quite crowded.
Pair by pair, all couples.
Andrea Jones used to fantasize about watching a rom-com with Neal Williams where they could one hold a bucket of popcorn and one hold a drink. She fed him the popcorn and he gave her the Coke he had been drinking.
“Andrea, let’s go inside.” David Zhang called to her.
“Oh, good.” Only then did she jerk back into her thoughts, holding the popcorn alongside what could only be considered a strange man.
Popcorn is obviously sweet, but, in the mouth, it tastes bitter.
The movie opened for a few minutes and she couldn’t watch anything. It was only when her phone vibrated that she came back to her senses. Looking at the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen, she thought it wasn’t convenient for such an occasion, so she reached out and hung up.
However, the phone kept ringing continuously.
Suddenly having a bad feeling, she picked up the phone and pressed it to her ear.
Fruity …
Without waiting for her to speak over here, Bonnie Williams’ voice was heard over there, “Andrea Jones, where are you?”
“I’m watching a movie. Can I help you?” Andrea Jones lowered her voice to a whisper.