So, you should leave now.
"Yes," Charlie answered calmly.
As if he had understood her meaning, he got up from the dining chair and walked to the door.
Wendy followed him silently. When he was about to reach the door, Charlie suddenly stopped.
She didn't have time to react. She stumbled back a few steps and was about to fall down.
A strong arm held her waist, and she circled in the air and then fell into his arms. A similar scene could be often seen in movies.
Wendy slightly moved.
He didn't let her go, and his well-defined face was approaching her...
Closer and closer...
Wendy stuttered because of nervousness, "You, you..."
When they were only an inch away from each other, Charlie finally stopped and blew his breathing to her eyes, "I forgot to say good night to you."
"..." Wendy felt that she must look stupid at this time.
Charlie swallowed and said, "Good night!"
Then, he withdrew his arm from her waist. Wendy swallowed and replied,"... Good night." It was not until the door was locked that she was still a little dizzy.
Wendy was not in the mood to watch TV anymore. She took a quick shower, lay on the bed, and closed her eyes, but soon she opened eyes again. In fact, she still couldn't believe that Charlie had been her neighbor...
Although he was living in the opposite house, she seemed to hear him walking on the floor.
Wendy turned over and over again. It was a sleepless night.
The next morning, Wendy came to the company in a low spirit.
As soon as she sat down, a colleague next to her asked her with concern, "Wendy, are you all right?"
"Yes, I'm okay..." Wendy nodded her head but still couldn't cheer up.
"Are you sure?" The colleague pointed to her eyes and added, "You have dark circles. Did you play games all night?"
She was exhausted last night.
As long as she closed her eyes, she could hear his footsteps. When his footsteps disappeared, it came his breathing...
At two or three o'clock in the morning, she fell asleep in a daze, only to find that he was in her dream...
She was almost mad!
Wendy nodded and said, "Well, that's right. I played games..."
After drinking two cups of coffee, she felt much better. When she took a copy of the documents back to her desk, the supervisor came over and asked, "Wendy, come with me to the Hogg's Group!"
Wendy immediately put down the documents, packed up, and went out with him.
They waited for more than ten minutes in the conference room. Then, Charlie came in in a hurry, followed by Farr. It seemed that they had just come back from outside.
They opened the documents and started the meeting.
As usual, Charlie listened to the supervisor with a serious face. He occasionally frowned and spoke a few words.
At this moment, he clicked on the paper with a pen in his hand, then he clenched his fist and put it near his lips, and coughed twice with his head tilted.
"Sorry!"
The supervisor asked, "Mr. Hogg, are you feel unwell?"
Wendy couldn't help looking at him. He looked a little pale and weak.
Charlie shook his head and said, "I'm fine. I may catch a cold."
"It's getting cool these days. Keep warm!"
"Okay."
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