Tangled Up In Blue novel Chapter 47

Poppi smiled faintly with some helplessness and laughter, "these are all written when I was bored. Most of them are feeble groaning without illness. I feel it unreasonable to look back by myself."

"No, I think it's great." There was still tenderness in his eyes.

"Shirley said she would feel bitter from my writing." Poppi could not help laughing.

Hugh didn't say anything but stared at her. He thought maybe he only saw the surface of her and could find out whether her heart was as throbbing as what was written on the paper?

The weather forecast said that it wouldn't rain today. As expected, they couldn't believe it. Look, outside the window, it seemed that the bean sized rain would swallow the heaven and earth. The people in and out of the office were all wet. The umbrella in their hands was still wet with water, one drop, two drops

In such a rainy day, I was always unwilling to go out. I either slept in the dark room or stood at the window to watch the rain. The rain is moving, but I am quiet.

"I saw a car almost hit someone on my way here. It's raining."

"I saw a man give his umbrella to a girl that he don't know. She didn't take an umbrella. It's raining."

I like to hear all kinds of stories about rain, which remind me of some moments that I've met or missed, although far away and clear.

At dusk, the world in front of him was even more chaotic. In the mist, there were neon lights, car lights, and colorful umbrellas in the hands of passers-by were all like old memories, which had been separated from the world for a long time. ——It was a jotting by Poppi.

"Haha..."

Malcolm let out an almost imperceptible chuckle, his eyes fixed on the phone screen. At the moment he got on the car and went back home, he took out his cell phone to search online Poppi's account. Just as what Hugh said, Poppi would update some casual essays on her forum home page from time to time. That article about "rain" was especially not her style.

Maybe this was the style of Poppi, she was just good at camouflage in front of him.

Malcolm took back his phone and blinked. After a few seconds, he closed his eyes.

"Here we are, Mr. Malcolm." They didn't know how long it took. They drove back to the Imperial Tang Yard. Malcolm nodded and opened the door to get out of the car.

"You can go back now. Tomorrow Saturday? " Malcolm asked.

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm." Sean nodded.

"You don't have to pick me up." Then he looked up to the seventh floor.

"Okay." Sean nodded again. After watching Malcolm walk into the building, he got on the car and drove away.

Bang

Malcolm pressed the fingerprint lock, and the door of the apartment opened. However, the room was empty, except that there was no one, only a dim small light on. Edward turned on the light, changed into slippers and went to the bedroom on the second floor. As expected, poppi was not there.

No wonder he didn't text her back home.

Simon took off his coat, loosened his tie and threw it on the bed. Then he turned around and went downstairs.

The apartment was so quiet that he could only hear his own footsteps.

He suddenly remembered what poppi told him a long time ago. She said that she was lonely to live in such a big house and wanted to keep a dog. It was his duty to refuse her. How could she keep a dog!

Later, poppi said that in order not to be so lonely, she developed the habit of turning on TV first when she went home.

When she was thinking about this, Malcolm came to the living room and touched the remote control. Without hesitation, he turned on the TV and mumbled, "when did the woman poppi say that? You remember her words so clearly..."

It was buzzing on the TV. Malcolm put on his slippers, went to the kitchen, took out a glass of boiled water from the fridge, and poured himself some.

The whole act was so simple, natural, elegant and indifferent.

"As far as the concerned department of power group is concerned, it's reported that George came back to Jingshi city a few days ago, and he has been determined to take over the temporary CEO of power group. And the cooperation between the Leng group and the wind international group was about to get on the agenda, or to change the biggest situation of the electronic industry, the mayor. Today, we have invited an expert... "

The voice on the TV shocked Malcolm. He laughed sarcastically. When he was on a business trip, Benson has come back. Poppi this woman…… I guess she has known it?

What's more, it was a coincidence to watch TV recently. She turned on the TV just because she didn't want to hear the news. To change the monopolistic situation of the SG Group? Malcolm sneered. It depended on whether they were capable enough to do that. Just in a second, Malcolm acted as if nothing had happened. He drank some water and the cool water slid down his throat, making his Adam's apple roll over. He looked very sexy beyond description.

"Oh, I'm so full!" On the other side, in the dining room, Poppi patted her stomach to relax and said, "I haven't eaten so much for a long time."

"Did you enjoy the food?" He wiped his mouth with a tissue, his eyes full of smile.

"Of course, I'm happy!" Poppi suddenly nodded her head.

"That's good." After saying that, Hugh took a closer look at Poppi and frowned, "come here."

"What? What's wrong? " Confused, Poppi leaned her body forward.

At this moment, Hugh stretched out his hand and put it on the table. He gently rubbed the corner of Poppi's mouth with his finger and said, "no matter how you eat, you just like a child."