Lin Fan was in a daze and didn't know how he walked out of Zhu Cunjun's office.
When she came to her senses, she found herself back in her office, sitting at her desk, staring at the medal of bravery in the box.
After she got this shining medal, she kept it in the deepest part of her desk.
I'm afraid that when I see it, I'll think that the old man's motives are not pure.
I was also afraid of remembering my useless actions and feeling that I was not worthy of this medal.
Lin Fan swallowed hard, feeling a lump in his throat.
In peacetime, it is not easy to achieve success.
She once thought about doing more and accumulating enough merits to match this medal as soon as possible, and then putting it in the most conspicuous place in the office to show off.
Now, such a good opportunity is placed in front of me, but I hesitate.
Think about the astronauts who will be test-flying with the space shuttle. They are in much more danger than if they had the stars themselves.
Could it be that I can only accept tasks in an absolutely safe environment?
The more Lin Fan thought about it, the more he felt like a coward. He slammed the medal box shut and threw it back into the depths of the drawer.
I rushed to the bathroom in the suite and turned on the shower.
The cold water covered her head and face, making her shiver all over and goose bumps immediately appeared on her skin.
The central air conditioning keeps the temperature comfortable, and the water is pumped from groundwater, keeping it warm in winter and cool in summer.
Taking a sudden cold shower would not make her body feel comfortable, but would make her feel cold instead, except for cooling down her overthinking and overheated brain.
Lin Fan shivered and forced himself to cool down. After a while, he gradually adapted to the water temperature.
My mind was also stimulated by this and calmed down.
She simply took off her wet clothes and took a shower with cold water.
Actually, there is nothing to hesitate about.
If John Woo hadn't come to her, how could she be where she is now?
If I had no money and was sick, I might not have survived to this day.
To put it bluntly, this life was saved by the special agent, that is, the G family.
Lin Fan ran his hands down his hair, as if sorting out his thoughts.
It is reasonable and logical to use this saved life to repay the G family.
But she understood the logic, but always felt that something was missing, which prevented her from making up her mind.
Lin Fan dried his body, threw the wet clothes into the washing machine, set the wash and dry program, and walked out of the bathroom.
His body was cold, but Lin Fan didn't want to warm up, fearing that once his body temperature rose, his mind would start to wander.
She opened the wardrobe and pulled out a small camisole with colorful flowers printed on it from her school days, and a denim miniskirt to put on.
Clothes from decades ago are effortless to put on, and they make me look curvier, which is much better than the flat figure I had during my student days.
Then she put on a pair of white cotton socks with lace, put on some white sneakers, and let her wet hair fall casually on her shoulders.
Putting the pink acrylic heart-shaped hairband on his wrist, Lin Fan walked out and put his ID card, work ID and cell phone into a nylon crossbody bag printed with a cartoon little white rabbit pattern.
When I opened the door, John Woo was standing at the door, raising his hand to knock.
He couldn't help but whistle when he saw Lin Fan dressed like a young girl. "Where are you going?"
Lin Fan hadn't expected to see John Woo. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes avoided him. "I'm not going out to play. I'm going home."
"What happened at home?" John Woo asked hurriedly with a serious look. Seeing that Lin Fan lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, he felt that something might not be going well, but it was not convenient to say it.
"Do you want me to go back with you?" he asked worriedly.
In John Woo's mind, Lin is the invisible daughter.
Lin Fan shook her head. She wished she could stay away from John Woo as much as possible. How could she possibly let him accompany her?
He lowered his head and lied, "No, I've already bought the high-speed rail ticket."
Wu Yusen thought about the situation at Lin Fan's home and had his own guesses. He didn't ask any more questions, "Okay, I'll take you to the station quickly."
Lin Fan wanted to refuse, because she was afraid that if she stayed with John Woo for too long, she would not be able to help but ask him for help.
But in this case, the rejection is even more obvious...
Seeing her dazed, without even looking up, Wu Yusen grabbed her arm and closed the office door for her. "Let's go. Why are you being so polite to me?"
Lin Fan could only keep his head down and not look at him, suppressing the urge to confide in him, as he was sent to the passenger seat.
John Woo just thought that her family affairs were more troublesome, so he kept them to himself and didn't care much.
After helping her fasten her seat belt and asking which station it was, he drove out.
Lin Fan endured the entire journey with great difficulty, either with his head down or looking out the window.
She knew everything even John Woo adjusted the air conditioner temperature and played soft music for her.
The better he treated her, the more guilty she felt, and her nose felt sore, so she could only pretend to be absent-minded.
What are you afraid of?
I was afraid of burdening John Woo and getting advice from him.
Letting others give you advice on your own life and death... The pressure is suffocating just thinking about it.
If John Woo gave her advice, would she listen to it or not?
If she followed his advice and ended up with bad consequences, would it leave a psychological burden on John Woo?
This is also why she asked Zhu Cunjun not to tell anyone else.
On the one hand, she was afraid that everyone would give her well-intentioned advice after knowing about it.
When there are more people, there are more noises, and she is afraid of losing herself in these noises.
On the other hand, I am also afraid of causing bad consequences and putting psychological burden on these friends.
If they knew nothing, perhaps when they received bad news, they would only feel sad for a moment instead of carrying long-term psychological guilt.
I thought, if I had stopped her at the beginning...
Lin Fan was in a bad mood along the way, and Wu Yusen sensed it.
But he just thought that Lin Fan was worried about family matters and didn't think about anything else.
After finally arriving at the high-speed rail station, Lin Fan immediately unbuckled his seat belt, got off the train, and rushed inside.
John Woo didn't have time to get out of the car to see her off, so he could only call her from the driver's seat.
"Lin Fan!"
Lin Fan couldn't help but look back and saw John Woo looking at her with a smile. His familiar face was warm and reliable.
"Don't overthink it. No matter how troubling things are, they will all pass smoothly. If you can't bear it any longer, call me. I'm on call 24 hours a day."
For a moment, Lin Fan wanted to rush back and tell him everything by opening the door.
But then he was awakened by the horn behind him urging him to stop. He swallowed all the words and forced a smile. "Okay."
Wu Yusen was worried about the urging from behind, so he couldn't say much. Seeing her smile, he felt relieved. "Call me when you come back, and I'll pick you up."
"Okay." Lin Fan's lips trembled slightly, and his eyes began to sore.
But after all, he was at a certain distance from John Woo, so he didn't notice it.
The car behind started honking its horn again, as if it was demanding our life.
John Woo waved his hand helplessly and drove away.
Lin Fan looked at Badao's receding back.
Look! You still have to be alone after all!
After calming down, she opened her phone and started buying tickets.
I was originally planning to buy the ticket on the way, but was interrupted by John Woo, so I had to buy it now.
Fortunately, the high-speed rail is well developed now, and there is a bus to Gaocheng every hour.
Lin Fan directly booked a business class ticket, tied his almost dry hair into a big bun, and strode into the waiting hall.
Have you ever had such a moment?
You want to talk to someone, but you’re afraid of hearing an answer that doesn’t meet your expectations, and you’re also afraid of causing trouble to others, so you just keep it to yourself?
