Wendy looked out through the blinds, the sun was dipping in the west, and in an hour she would be off work.
She lowered her head, took out her mobile phone from the drawer, and looked at the message she just sent on the screen.
"Charlie... are you busy?"
"Yes."
"What do you want for dinner? I'll cook for you when I get off work."
"Whatever."
Wendy looked at the simple reply above. Just a few words to her, which could even be considered perfunctory.
She bit her lips and sighed with her chin in her hands.
He was the one who asked her to tell the truth...
Wendy found that Charlie was getting more and more difficult.
The colleague next to her came over and gossiped. "Are you having a fight with your boyfriend?"
"No..." Wendy shook her head.
It's not exactly a fight, but she seemed to have made him unpleasant...
The colleague showed a look of seeing through Wendy already as if she was an expert in love. "Oh, it's normal! It's said that every man actually has a childish little boy living in his mind!"
Wendy expressed her consent.
After glancing at the watch, Wendy turned off the computer and winked at her colleague next to her. Then she grabbed her bag and ran away with her waist bent.
To be honest, it was the first time that Wendy skipped work. Fortunately, she was about to get off work soon and there was nothing important at work. If her manager found out, she had asked her colleagues to help with a sloppy job and get over it.
After leaving the office building, Wendy stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
There was a flower shop next to her. She bit her lips and walked in.
A few minutes later, when she came out of shop, she held a bunch of roses in her arms. Of course, it couldn't compare with the huge bouquet he sent her before.
There was a red light on the zebra crossing, and many pedestrians were waiting by the roadside.
Probably at night, there were a few scattered stalls on the street outside the flower shop, selling small groceries or trinkets and such. Wendy took a look at them, and her eyes were fixed on something. "How much is this?"
The last second before the green light changed, Wendy also arrived at the opposite side of the road with flowers in her arms. The building of Hogg's Group was in front of her, and it was not yet officially off-duty. No one came out. Wendy looked up as if she could see an office on the top floor at a glance. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and called him.
The call was answered quickly, but no sound was made.
Wendy took the initiative to say, "Charlie, guess where I am now..."
"Where are you?"
"You walk by the window now..."
Although Charlie's tone was a little hard, it seemed that he did as she said. She could hear the sound of the high-backed chair sliding on the ground, and then footsteps. When he stopped, she waved at the top like a fool. "Charlie, did you see me?"
Although she couldn't see clearly what was going on up there, she knew that he would definitely see her.
Thinking of this, she waved even harder.
There was no sound over there, and Wendy's hand was a little sour. "Hello? Charlie... are you listening?"
There was still no response, but he didn't hang up. The phone's still on.
Just as she was wondering whether the signal was good or not, Charlie suddenly said in a calm voice, "Look to the right."
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