Capítulo 1222: Chapter 467: Ginkgo Leaves Falling
September 15, 2023, Friday, sunny, 19~29℃.
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In the morning, on the path along the paddy fields, surrounded by layers of terraced fields, the rice ears drooping, the air filled with the moist scent of soil and a faint sll of cooking smoke.
Qiuqiu ran along the road.
From afar ca the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking, mixed with casual chatter in the local dialect.
“Little sister, what are you cooking today?” “Stead corn bread!”
The familiar village lay ahead, yet she couldn’t reach it no matter how hard she tried.
An anxious expression spread across her face, and sweat dripped steadily.
The familiar scenery quickly turned eerie.
The once golden rice fields gradually lost color, turning grayish, like scenes in old photographs that had lost their vitality.
Just then, a hunched figure slowly walked over from the path in the fields, hair silvered, and wrinkles etched deep across the face.
Wearing a faded blue cloth shirt, carrying a bamboo basket filled with freshly picked red chili peppers.
“Grandma! Grandma!”
Her grandmother didn’t turn around, continuing to walk ahead.
Qiuqiu wanted to shout loudly, but the sound got stuck in her throat, coming out only as hoarse whimpers.
“Thump thump thump thump—” Her footsteps quickened, but she felt as if she were walking on clouds, the ground growing softer, each step akin to being stuck in a marsh, hard to lift free.
Looking down, the rice fields had turned into muddy puddles, reflecting a shattered sky.
Suddenly, her grandmother stopped, turning around.
Her face remained kind but carried an indescribable weariness and sorrow.
“Qiuqiu,” her voice lingered, drawn-out and slow, with a strong Sichuan accent, “Why didn’t you bring the money back? I can’t wait any longer…”
Before finishing her sentence, her body began to disintegrate, turning to countless tiny specks of dust blown away by the wind into the air.
Qiuqiu reached out, trying to grab sothing, but only touched a patch of cold dampness.
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Early morning, before dawn.
In the dim bedroom.
Qiuqiu suddenly sat up, her hands covered in cold tears.
Soft whimpering echoed in the room.
She clutched her cheeks, curled up, leaning against the bedhead, her body trembling slightly.
Outside the window, the sky gradually brightened.
After drying her tears, Qiuqiu lifted the quilt and stood up, her legs still a bit weak from running in the dream.
Checking the ti, Qiuqiu changed into a tracksuit and walked out of the bedroom with a blank expression.
At this hour, her senior still hadn’t woken up; the living room felt sowhat dim, a bit intimidating.
Qiuqiu took a deep breath, opened the balcony curtains, and the morning light instantly poured in, carrying a hint of the crispness unique to early autumn.
She sat quietly on the sofa, watching the sky outside grow brighter.
Only then did she put on her sneakers and took the elevator down to the first floor.
Putting on her Bluetooth earphones, she played music.
Su Yu’s singing began to envelop her, gradually soothing her mood.
Qiuqiu put her hands in her jacket pockets, lowered her head, and walked slowly outside the community.
Reaching the street, the surroundings instantly beca lively.
Rushing traffic, morning exercisers, the aroma of fried dough sticks…
Life ran as usual, but for her, everything seed separated by a transparent barrier, never able to blend in.
She was actually a very timid person.
Afraid of the dark, insects, thunder, and lightning.
Often had nightmares.
This was one reason she summoned the courage to ask senior Gao ngting to co-rent with her.
Otherwise, given her personality, the best choice would be to live alone, avoiding sending negative energy to others.
Regarding life, she had no goals whatsoever.
After listening to 5 songs, Qiuqiu bought so breakfast at the roadside and returned to the rental apartnt.
Placing the breakfast on the dining table.
Just then, the door to the master bedroom opened, and Gao ngting, yawning, walked out.
“Hello, good morning, QQ.” Her voice carried a touch of warmth and teasing.
Since Tang Song began calling her QQ, Gao ngting and so other familiar colleagues also started using this nickna.
Cheng Qiuyu softly said, “Good morning, senior. The breakfast is still warm, let’s eat together.”
“Thank you, give a minute.” Gao ngting said, diving into the bathroom.
Using the toilet, washing hands.
Soon, the two sat face-to-face at the dining table.
While eating fried dough sticks, Gao ngting asked, “How much? I’ll transfer it to you.”
Cheng Qiuyu quickly shook her head, her expression earnest, “No need, you always drive around, consider it oil money.”
“Uh… alright, won’t argue with you.”
Knowing Cheng Qiuyu’s personality, Gao ngting said no more.
After breakfast, they washed up and did their makeup.
The two grabbed their bags and went downstairs.
Just as they reached downstairs, the headlights of the nearby parked rcedes-Benz E 300L flashed and the car unlocked.
“Get in!” Gao ngting spiritedly snapped her fingers, winking at her busty junior.
Cheng Qiuyu covered her mouth, giggling as she opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
The car was filled with a faint scent of perfu mixed with the sll of leather seats.
Gao ngting expertly started the car, easing it out of the community, rging into the morning traffic.
Watching the senior enthralled by driving under the sunlight, Cheng Qiuyu felt her gloom gradually dissipate.
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“Good morning.”
“Morning.”
Greeting her colleagues, Cheng Qiuyu sat down at her seat.
She tidied her things, turned on the computer, and started working.
This ti, she wasn’t in a rush to redesign the brand’s LOGO, standard colors, and auxiliary graphics.
Instead, she carefully read about the IP “He Yiyi,” including the conveyed brand values, developnt history, important events, brand positioning, and target audience, among others.
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