Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

Chapter 63:

I sat opposite Miss Pande, closer to the exit. It’s a bit like smoking secretly in an unmanned open-air no-smoking area. Although the smell of smoke will dissipate soon and it is not to the point of inexcusable crime, but because I don’t know when I will be found out, I feel guilty for violating the rules. And excitement can appear on the same person at the same time.

By the way, I hate violations. I told her earlier that I didn’t mind lying.

The lunch prepared by Miss Pan De was very rich, mostly fresh vegetables, a small amount of chicken meatballs were deep-fried, not coated with starch, and the drain was very clean. There was no soup in the lunch box. I don’t know how to cook, and I don’t understand how this is done. The food was prepared in two portions, but the meat dishes on her side consisted of diced chicken and beef cubes, which were cooked in water, with very little Thousand Island sauce.

It seems that in normal times, she is really restrained in eating.

The lunch break is very short. She will have a meeting next, and we didn’t talk much while we were eating. I returned the lunch box to her, and after clearing the table, I was about to open the door for ventilation.

At this moment Miss Pande stopped me: “Don’t you want to stay here a little longer?”

“Ah, of course.” I turned around, “I just want to make sure there is no strange smell here.”

“Do you smell any smell?”

“No.” I shook my head. The things she brought didn’t smell at all. “Do you want to keep the door closed?”

“I was just thinking,” she blinked, “maybe we can do something secret here.”

She didn’t look good at it. I didn’t take the move, I walked back and sat down: “Like what?”

Miss Pan De’s voice was slightly low and suggestive: “Like…you know, something suitable for two people behind closed doors to do secretly.”

I cleared my throat and looked at her, calm as water: “Can I help you?”

She squinted her eyes and quickly caught the tone I would only appear at work, and said: “You are not as interesting as before.”

“Maybe I’m studying.” I was calm.

“I still prefer the uneducated state.” Her eyes became dangerous.

I simply sat upright, and put my fingers together on the table in front of me: “I haven’t thank you for the lunch you prepared for today. What did we intend to talk about this lunch time?”

She put her cheek in one hand and tilted her head to look at me: “If it doesn’t matter, can’t I eat with you?”

“You said this is a ‘working lunch’.” I emphasized.

“It might be as you said.” She held her cheek and gently tapped her cheekbones. “What we just ate was ‘work’, and now, it’s just time to talk about ‘lunch’.”

My eyebrows raised, noncommittal. It seems that she really just wants to have a meal with me.

Why? Who is it for? I calculated in my mind, Kevin must already know the cooperation between me and Miss Pande, this is simply to tell the entire company, BCG is trying or has successfully bought me?

She just stared at me for a while without speaking. As soon as I felt her gaze, I stopped distracting.

I don’t dare, can’t, and there is still a little bit of unwillingness, I don’t know the truth, and I don’t even want to figure out why this unwillingness comes from.

At first, I didn’t look at her, I just saw another from one lunch box, but soon my eyes passed from the back of each box, and there was no room to avoid it. So I lifted my eyelids and met her eyes.

She is not to be outdone.

I raised my eyebrows.

Miss Pan De bit her lip and avoided subconsciously. I couldn’t help laughing, and looked away. After calmly reflecting on it for two days, I am getting better and better at dealing with her now.

First of all, you can’t be shy of her beauty. When she looks at me, I look at her, and when she gets closer, I get closer. Ms. Pan De is generally gentle, like a paper tiger with teeth and claws—in fact, she doesn’t look like a paper tiger. She has to compare with animals. Perhaps a lion with a bad eye is more appropriate.

Is the lion cub just a cat?

But cats have no bad thoughts. Cats are purely a masterpiece of the creator, which has nothing to do with good and evil, but just makes various and vivid supplements to the definition of beauty.

Miss Pan De is broken.

Secondly, we must recognize the nature of her teasing. In the face of her mischief, if you can bear it, then you will not give any response; if you can’t hide your emotions, then you will be bolder than her. The most important of these is not to think randomly, not to think too much, it is best to keep your mind still, this is the so-called “take the way of others, let others have nowhere to go”.

Of course, this theory is still a bit rough, and it is the first time I practice it.

I don’t know when, she looked over again. The more frustrated I got, the more courage I got, I still didn’t say a word, just staring at her.

Miss Pan De spoke: “So, are there no lunch conversations?”

“What do you want to talk about?”

“Anything except work will do.”

I looked down at the hands I held together: “It sounds like it doesn’t suit us.”

“It’s hard to tell.” She played with the pen I gave her, opened and closed the lid, and suddenly said, “Do you think you can stare at me for more than ten seconds?”

“what?”

“Don’t you dare.” She looked at me with interest, but ignored the part that pretended to be deaf and mute.

“That trick is useless to me.” I sighed and said.

She raised her eyebrows: “How about a try?”

“I mean it’s useless to give me bait…” I don’t know how to say “exciting generals”, thinking for a second before responding to her. But Miss Pende turned a deaf ear to her ears, staring at me, provocatively.

“Okay.” I spread my hands and looked at the tabletop, “I can’t do it.”

She stood up and looked down at me: “You didn’t even try.”

“I don’t need to try.” I still don’t look at her. “Considering that we still have a lot of cooperation in the future, looking at each other for a long time is an act of increasing hostility…”

Miss Pan De came to me.

My voice stopped. She is so close.

“Safe social distancing.” I reminded her in a low voice.

“Come again?” She said in a low voice, not smiling, “The last time you said that, you were pretending. What do you want to pretend today?”

I squinted my eyes: “You like breaking the rules, don’t you?”

“Let’s say, I don’t hate that.” She stared at me and I stood up, “After all, strategic consulting is about breaking the rules… and I am good at my job.”

“what do you want?”

“It depends on what you can offer.” She tilted her head.

I looked at Miss Pande. She looked like she was looking at a small animal.

I adjusted my clothes and said, “That’s as you wish.”

Her way was blocked by me.

Ten seconds.

It is said that it only takes tens of seconds for human blood to run a whole cycle in the body. Just imagine making people feel that breathing is quickened. How long does it take to take a full breath? If it is a deep breath, it should be longer, but it is difficult to exceed five seconds.

The blood is driven by the heart, but without lungs, they lose the meaning of running. These two important organs, who needs to be stronger?

There are so many turbid things in the air, and there are wonderful non-nutrient impurities in the blood that are gimmicking in the body. The heart and lungs have been tested and eroded inch by inch since they were born, and they may lose out one day. Did outsiders hurt them? Or is it that, compared to the long and lonely life, the dust scattered in the corners of the universe and the unclean things like foreign guests are the strangers they are waiting for?

I thought it was me who was ups and downs, and I thought it was me who throbbed.

Thinking about it now, is it me who grabbed my heart and scratched my lungs?

Miss Pan De’s eyelashes drooped. The distance is too close, her skin and outline are almost blurred, only her eyes are like night pearls in the tent that make moths fly into the fire. Her gray-green eyes told a lot, and when I was included in the curtain, I actually found her trembling and patience. At the beginning, I thought she was going to start a fire everywhere, wishing the world would be in chaos——

I knew I was wrong.

She burned because of me.

But what I saw was as vain again, because it can no longer be checked. Miss Pan De’s eyes were closed, and those strong and restrained ones were all annihilated in a single thought. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, which made me think it was just a dream; but are they real enough now? Her heat is overflowing and spreading outwards, everything is more blurred, like we are in the water mist, she is constantly transpiring, transpiring, overflowing all over my body.

Miss Pan De boils like water.

And I am the fire, the origin of the accident.

“You lost.” I said. I took a step back quietly, leaving her plenty of space.

Although that may not be what she wants most.

“I didn’t.” Her eyes opened again, with complicated expressions, “Ten seconds have passed.”

I didn’t speak anymore. She also stepped back a little bit, but there was no way to go back. Miss Pan De was almost already against the wall, her lips closed tightly, and she took a slow breath, but she concealed it perfectly—I hurriedly looked away, and stepped back a bit, hitting the back of the chair with my waist.

The oxygen here seems to be very thin.

The meeting room was quiet for a few minutes, but the four-eyes handover never happened even once. I don’t know if she looked at me, maybe she did. After all, Miss Pan De was never a person willing to surrender; I didn’t dare to look back at her.

Now I can answer “What kind of experience is playing with fire”.

She quickly regained her composure. Because she was far away, her charm and grace, which had been blurred in those ten seconds, reappeared again. Her control of the situation and her grasp of proportions were restored in the blink of an eye. But Miss Pende can no longer play with me easily. The game has been slightly shifted. Because of my victory, for the first time since we met, we have reached a balance.

“Now I know your tricks, about your disguise.” She sounded a lot more calm than she herself, “You want to pretend that you can’t feel anything, right?”

“I do not understand what you are saying.”

“So you really can’t feel anything.” She took two steps forward, but stopped again. “Then don’t feel it.”

It seems that it is me who stayed in the Han world.