Chapter 46
The closed immersive video installation has not yet been installed, the stage was still outdoor, and the cold wind was blowing. She still could hear that phrase he said clearly.
Diana Swift didn't know what to say, so she wanted to take a half step back and distance herself from Josh Hunter. But as soon as she moved, there was a sharp pain in her ankle, and she couldn't help but exclaim.
"Have you twisted your ankle?"
Josh Hunter looked at her ankle.
Diana Swift didn't answer, but her face didn't look good.
Josh Hunter thought for a moment, and then suddenly took off his overcoat, and went forward again, draping the warm overcoat over her body and tightening the placket, almost wrapping her whole body inside.
Diana Swift avoided his approach, wanting to twiddle her hair, but before she could move, Josh Hunter's hand, which was wrapped in a silk scarf, hold her shoulder without, which made her lean down slightly. And he used the other one to wrap around her legs to lift her up.
Diana Swift didn't know what to say just now, but she clearly wanted to ask him so many questions, but she couldn't say them out loud.
They were very close to each other. She kept staring at Josh Hunter, her warm breath all sprayed on the edge of his jaw, wet and soft.
Josh Hunter occasionally looked down at her, his eyes deep and calm.
The silk scarf wrapped around his hand glowed red, and the silk scarf's colorful tail fluttered in the wind from time to time, it showed a gorgeous and paradoxical beauty.
Walking all the way to the executive suite on the top floor of the hotel, Josh Hunter put Diana Swift on the sofa, he also slowly sat on the other side and stretched his hand forward, letting the doctor who came to treat the wound.
Sitting face to face like this, Diana Swift saw that his left hand was still oozing blood, and the wound became worst.
The doctor had disinfected and took out the glass shards from his hand. Diana Swift looked away immediately and didn't dare to look at it. Not knowing if it was because she was frightened by Josh Hunter's wound, or because of the pain in her ankle.
Josh Hunter's expression was indifferent. He looked down at the wound as if he could not feel the pain. From beginning to end, he did not show any pain.
After the wound was treated, the two doctors gave a few words to each other, got up together, and packed the medicine box.
Sam Rodriguez respectfully led the way, and occasionally whispered, "This way, please."
Three of them left quickly, and as the door was gently closed, only Diana Swift and Josh Hunter were left in the room. The room became silent, and the atmosphere was weird.
After thinking about this, the two haven't seen each other for about a month. P City has already turned from autumn to winter, and the weather forecast also said that the first snow would fall this week.
In the past, Diana Swift was the one who always break the silence. This time, Diana Swift was also subconsciously thinking about what should she talk right now.
But at this moment, Josh Hunter looked at her frozen red hands, and suddenly said, "It's cold, you should wear more clothes when you go out."
"Oh...I see..."
Diana Swift was stunned and didn't understand how could Josh Hunter would say cared about her.
After Josh Hunter finished speaking, he got up and made two cups of Americano with the coffee beans and coffee machine in the room. It was just that after he tasted it, he didn't seem to be satisfied with the taste.
Diana Swift tasted it too, and also felt that the beans were too bitter. She frowned indistinctly, put down the cup, and then asked, "Why are you here today?"
"I heard that you are organizing the show here, and you are free today, so I just came over to take a look." Josh Hunter gave her a cube of sugar, his voice was calm and low, "Actually, I wanted to come a few days ago, but I was on a business trip abroad and couldn't leave."
Diana Swift was so surprised that he would say so. She swallowed the coffee, but her face was still covered with a blush.
In fact, she had guessed in her heart, but she never thought that Josh Hunter really came to see her, and would admit it so frankly.
Josh Hunter continued the topic of the show and said, "I just saw your design. It's very delicate and gorgeous."
His words stunned her again because he didn't think so before.
But in the next second, Josh Hunter's words made her disappointed again, "But your work still has the problem I mentioned to you before."
"What is the problem?"
Diana Swift couldn't remember for a while.
"Not humane enough."
Josh Hunter put down the coffee, looked at her, and said, "I don't know how the designer's work style is, but since he approves of your ideas, it proves that there is no problem with your main show. From my layman's point of view, I can also see that your design is very artistic. One thing that I find impersonal is that your planning of the audience seating doesn't seem reasonable enough."
Just as Diana Swift was about to speak, he asked back, "Do you want the audience to sit in the triangular area and corridor of the piano ladder, right?"
Diana Swift was speechless, but he was right.
Cen Sen kept saying, "As far as I know, watching a show is a close experience for the designer. The triangle area of the piano ladder and the corridor space are too small, and your existing lighting is completely from T Starting from the stage, the comfort of the audience area was not taken into account. This kind of brightness and light source refraction method can easily cause visual fatigue in the audience. I think you can improve in this regard. "
Diana Swift unconsciously thought about his opinion and held her cheeks to recall her plan.
She unexpectedly found that what a layman like Josh Hunter said was very reasonable.
In fact, this was not only her. Many shows at home and abroad have such a common problem, everyone squeezed and sat on the small benches, the experience was not so good, and there was even a joke in the show that the audience sat on the collapsed bench before the show started.
Most of this general neglect of the audience area was based on the attitude of the show party. For the show party, there were also reasons for funding control, later dismantling, and changing shows.
But this time Chris Chou show was not limited by these objective conditions, and it was not difficult to solve these problems.
As for the lighting, it was indeed a big issue that she did not consider carefully.
Just as she was about to ask Josh Hunter if he had better suggestions, Josh Hunter's phone screen suddenly lit up. He glanced at the caller ID, got up, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows to answer the phone.
Diana Swift stopped thinking, looked back at him, and listened carefully.
The other party should be from M Country, and the two were talking about a cooperation project in H City. Josh Hunter spoke English during the whole conversation, and his pronunciation was good. His voice was hoarse and low-pitched with charm but also was different from the exaggerated tone of Europe and America.
Diana Swift was listening carefully, not for a while did she feel sleepy.
In order to catch up with the design, she hadn't slept well for many days, and the coffee was already not working. She was slumped on the soft sofa, and drowsiness swept through her. She quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Josh Hunter returned to the living room after he hung up the phone. Diana Swift's head kept tilting to one side, her eyelashes were thick, and she breathed steadily.
Josh Hunter stood on the edge of the sofa and watched her for a while, he gently hugged Diana Swift to the bedroom and closed the blackout curtains.
It was daytime, but the light in the bedroom was dimmed by the curtains.
Josh Hunter sat beside the bed and helped Diana Swift move away from her hair and covered the quilt for her. What he did just like the night before he left home with her, he sat on the bed.
It was just that after many days, he seemed to have thought about a lot of things clearly, and those flickering thoughts were churning in and out of his mind, and they all pointed to a fact that he didn't want to think deeply but subconsciously admitted.
For some reason, he suddenly wanted to kiss her.
He always knew what he thought and what he wanted to do, and he was not a gentleman but didn't want to take advantage of others.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and one hand rested on Diana Swift's side, and leaned on slightly, and then approached a little bit, and then he kissed her.
Diana Swift slept too well and was dazed, only when she turned sideways, did she grab the gauze-covered hand and rested it on her head.
The doctor just instructed Josh Hunter that he should protect his left hand, but now it was grabbed and used as a pillow, and he did not withdraw his hand. The bandage was slowly dyed red, and he just sat on the bedside, leaning over from time to time, kissing his little canary, with some unconscious infatuation,
When Diana Swift woke up, it was late, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. She dazedly reached out to turn on the light, rubbed her eyes, and sat on the bed.
When she came back to her sense, she saw the blood-stained bandages on the nearby table at a glance.
She looked around, and some questions suddenly popped into her mind: How did she fall asleep? How did she get to the bed?
She was so confused and looked at the blood-stained bandage again, she was slowly figuring out what was going on before she fell asleep.
There were obviously a pair of flat shoes beside the bed, obviously prepared for her. She slowly put on the shoes and limped out to find someone.
Josh Hunter was gone.
The shadow of being locked for two days before was still lingering in her heart, Diana Swift subconsciously walked to the door and twisted the handle.
But in the next second, the door opened.
Sam Rodriguez was still standing outside the door.
Seeing her already awoke, Sam Rodriguez smiled warmly, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Mrs. Hunter, the delegation from the Maria School of Hotel Management is here tonight, and Mr. Hunter must be present at the dinner party. He especially told me to stay here to wait for you."
Diana Swift said, "Ok." When she remembered the bandage, and asked again, "His hand..."
Sam Rodriguez said, "Mr. Hunter's wound seems to become worse, but the medicine has been changed, and it is fine."
Diana Swift nodded, and leaned against the door frame, not knowing what she was thinking. After a long while, she said, "Then you take me back."
Sam Rodriguez answered, "Okay" unsurprisingly.
Diana Swift took her bag and high heels, and when she got in the car, she said, "Drive me back to Star Park."
Sam Rodriguez was stunned and didn't answer her.
At night, in P City, the lights and shadows were dazzling.
The traffic was so heavy that it took an hour to arrive at Star Park, even though they drove Porsche.
Before getting off the car, Diana Swift received the message from Josh Hunter.
Josh Hunter: [Aren't you going home yet?]
Diana Swift didn't respond and looked at Sam Rodriguez in the rearview mirror.
Sam Rodriguez knew she was watching him, so he avoided meeting her eyes.
Another message came in.
Josh Hunter: [I have Re-ordered the lamp, and it will arrive in the next two days. ]
Diana Swift just typed "Ok" to him.
Josh Hunter: [The silk scarf will be delivered to you tomorrow. ]
She still just typed an "Ok" to him.
After a long while, Josh Hunter finally sent a voice message and asked the most crucial sentence, "My hand is not very convenient for typing right now, Diana, when are you going to go home?"
Diana Swift: [I don't know. ]
Diana Swift: [It is reasonable to suspect that you are acting innocent. ]