Xu Zeyuan presided over the meeting in the head office of Jia in other provinces, and he decided to personally participate in the bidding for a small project of customs system monitoring. Wearing a white shirt and blue striped tie, he entered the bidding state ahead of schedule to discuss customer needs and implementation plans with his colleagues, he needed to regain his professional confidence, but whenever he pushed the tie knot with his hand while thinking about a problem, he was distracted. He had to go to the laundry room to wash his face during the intermission, he looked at himself in the mirror, he was dark, he didn't get a monthly haircut like he used to, he didn't like to shave every day, he liked to have a beard root, he looked like a Tibetan. But when he sees the blue tie between the collar, he will look at himself in a different color, a villain who is not worthy of being trusted, an indecisive coward, a liar with inattentive feelings, when he thinks of Lin Jinxi, he will use the 'truth' that Lin Jinxi has learned to despise himself, in Lin Jinxi he has been a scumbag for four years.

On the day of the bidding, Xu Zeyuan finally changed to a plain tie, he took the striped tie in his hand and grinded it with his thumb and forefinger, and finally put it into a box, he thought maybe it was time to put it down.

Xu Zeyuan is desperate, it is inevitable, his speech has attracted the attention of the leaders, Xu Zeyuan from their eyes to the recognition and appreciation, he quickly entered the role, a once he was familiar with the high-spirited young role, now he is 36 years old, so it seems more convincing and sophisticated.

After the meeting, colleagues and Xu Zeyuan were smoking downstairs in the building, and someone came out of the building and walked straight to Xu Zeyuan. Colleague Tidai Xu Zeyuan, isn't this the leader who just sat in the second position?

The leader stretched out his hand from afar to grasp Xu Zeyuan,

Brother Xu, don't you recognize me?

Are you ......? Xu Zeyuan quickly performed face recognition from the brain database.

I, Brother Xu, on the day I was on duty at TN, the system collapsed, and I was on duty.

Xu Zeyuan recalled the emergency incident, and the dereliction of duty colleague was the most insignificant part of the whole incident, so he really couldn't recall the leader's honorific name.

Yes, yes, I have an impression. But Xu Zeyuan still didn't think about it, but he had to welcome it.

Brother Xu, thank you for not handing me in by name, and later, you assigned me to technical group 2 and have been stationed on the field, and then it was my fate to jump to Party A, and later I was introduced to this job.

It's all in the past, so why mention it again. Are you in charge of technology here?

Brother Xu, don't be old to you, just call me Xiao Song, I am in charge of technology now, and I will also dock with you in the future.

What do you mean ......?

Don't worry, I'll do my best, and this thing will not be far from ten.

Xu Zeyuan tightly held the hand of Leader Song to express his gratitude, and the company was saved.

Soon, as Xiao Song said, Xu Zeyuan's team won the bid, and the project team was intensively arranged, investigated, built the environment, and deployed the schedule, and only after 3 months did he have a chance to breathe.

Xu Zeyuan went back to a room to rest, and Ah Chuang eagerly circled around Xu Zeyuan,

Brother, someone wants to collect that car, 5000? Ah Chuang asked tentatively, he was afraid that Xu Zeyuan would be in a hurry with him.

Brother, if you put it into scrap copper and rotten iron, no one wants 500. Ah Chuang saw that Xu Zeyuan had no intention of turning his face, and he was bold.

Whatever you want. Xu Zeyuan replied unfazedly, he flipped through a few subscribed periodicals, and first picked up the 3 consecutive issues of Traveler Wujiang from them, and put them aside neatly, but he was not in a hurry to read them.

Are you sick? Ah Chuang felt that Xu Zeyuan was a little strange.

Ah Chuang, if you have to cheat on the person you like very much, what will she do to you?

Ah Chuang rolled his eyes, frowned, thought about it quite seriously, and said, she will chop me with a knife.

Xu Zeyuan showed a satisfied smile, feeling satisfied for Ah Chuang. How he hoped that Lin Jinxi could put down his pride, self-esteem, and reason, and be a messy woman to coerce and lure him, and even saber rattling, giving him a chance to beg her for forgiveness. His mobile phone number and email address have always been kept, just hoping to receive a message from Lin Jinxi one day, but not once, she gave up, and she gave up a long time ago.

Brother, figured it out?

Figure out what?

Looking ahead? I have new photos.

Save it, now there are few guests, and you are uncomfortable.

I'll tell you something, I'm idle anyway, I'm going to go south and take a vacation. He said it was very tactful, as if there was another hidden meaning.

Looking for a girl?

Alas, don't mention it, in the end, I have done sin, and I have my seed. Ah Chuang said that he was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hide the subtle emotions of becoming a father soon, both afraid and expectant.

Xu Zeyuan patted Ah Chuang, there is really you, double happiness is coming, go ahead, I will stay and watch the store when I have time.

Thanks. I've explained all the work to them, I'm not here, I really have to ask you to sit in charge of me to be sure, you just sit here and drink tea, and let them work.

Brat. Xu Zeyuan took a closer look at Ah Chuang, in the past four years, Ah Chuang has found a direction in the university of society, at least he has become better, and he is no longer the bastard who consumes energy and time by fighting.

In the evening, Xu Ze paced back and forth on the bluestone road in the town, and the ancestral hall had already become a tourist attraction from 9 to 5. The carved tiles, the black brown paint, and the renovated window corners and doors are neat and beautiful, but they have no soul. A small cluster of leaves of the laurel tree swayed gently at the head of the gray tile and white wall, and it seemed that only it remembered the old man and their stories about the fifth grandfather, the old man, and the grandfather.

Zeyuan, are you back? An elderly man passed by, called Zeyuan.

Uncle Nineteen. Xu Zeyuan looked for a voice and left.

Go in and take a look?

No, it's locked.

The ancestral hall of his ancestors, he can enter if he wants. Uncle Nineteen took off a bunch of keys from his belt, and he was now in charge of the revision of the Xu family's genealogy.

Do you have a key?

There are policies above, and there are countermeasures below. Although there is no ancestral property for a long time, and there is no prestige like your fifth grandfather and grandfather when they were in charge, you always have to worship your ancestors during the New Year, right? Uncle Nineteen opened the door. Xu Zeyuan followed him into the courtyard of a patio.

When I was a child, my husband taught us the Analects, the Tao Te Ching, Lao Zhuang, and Confucius and Mencius in this courtyard. Do you remember the old man?

I remember that my generation called him Mr. Lao, and my grandfather's generation called him Mr.

It is, it is. Alas, now no one reads these books and is outdated. Uncle Nineteen sighed.

In the light gray tones of the evening, the leaves of the laurel tree swayed gently, and the ancestral hall was full of sadness.

In the dead of night, Xu Zeyuan finally opened the journal in the room, but there was no word from Manzhu, but there were several articles by Shahua about the night of Houhai in Beijing, Dongnegui Street, and Chinese food imitation, and the language was concise, relaxed and harmonious, and Lin Jinxi was very similar. Xu Zeyuan sat up from the bed and thought of something - he was deceived, Shahua is also Lin Jinxi, and the person who writes makes good use of his pen name. He followed this line of thought and dug out all the journals he had collected, carefully studied Shahua's articles, and confirmed his conjecture. It was another sleepless night, he sat in front of his notebook and wrote an email to Shahua, deleting every word, deleting every sentence, writing and deleting, the confession is the most difficult to grasp, and if it is written too profoundly, it will be suspected of exaggeration and oily tone; it is written too simply, and it seems insincere. In the end, with a relieved heart, he told the story behind his 'unforgivable sin'. When I click 'Send', the window is already slightly white.

The Spring Festival is the off-season for tourism in Xujia Town, and a house is semi-closed at this time, with very few individual visitors coming to stay in the hotel, as long as there is a vacant room, it will also be received. At this time, Xu Zeyuan's grandmother, parents, and aunts usually go back to the ancestral house to live and pay tribute to their ancestors. During the Spring Festival in Xujia Town, there are lion dances, lantern viewing, and the ancestral genealogy of the Xu family basking in the sun on the patio of the word hall. And this Spring Festival is a little special for Xu Zeyuan, he received an email reply from Shahua: Xu Zeyuan, I am not Lin Jinxi.

A reply letter of only 11 words with punctuation marks is enough to make Xu Ze far from a happy year. Whether it is a letter to Manzhu or Shahua, Xu Zeyuan never lists the full names of 'Lin Jinxi' and 'Xu Zeyuan' on the letter, he only uses 'Ah Jin' and 'Ah Yuan'. Lin Jinxi never lies, so Sha Hua is Lin Jinxi's close friend, she heard Ah Jin tell the story with Ah Yuan, and more importantly, he can feel Sha Hua's kindness to remain neutral. Xu Zeyuan's state of mind that he was trying to calm down was a little flustered again.

After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the Xu family parted again and went their separate ways, and Xujia Town was deserted again, but soon, when the spring flowers bloomed, she would usher in another round of excitement. Ah Chuang said that he would come back on the fifteenth day of the first month and officially start work. All the good things seem to be to pave the way for pain, but before Ah Chuang's return, he waited for Lao Jia's death.

Xu Ze set off for the north and finally said goodbye to Lao Jia. At the memorial service, there were business elites, relatives and friends, and colleagues with TN big votes, who mourned Lao Jia according to them. Lao Jia's parents have passed away, and he has no wife and no children, and he is alone. Xu Zeyuan looked at Lao Jia's calm face when he saluted, he no longer had to fight for power and profit in the deceitful arena, he could finally have a good rest.

Human beings live in a world of self-awareness and self-definition, and even the definition of 'earth' is named after human beings, and human beings have formulated a series of rules and laws in order to survive, such as time, direction, words, laws, definitions, concepts, etc., and so on. For example, there are 60 minutes in an hour, 24 hours in a day, and 365 days in a year. In the macrocosm, the orbit of the earth in one rotation, and even the orbits of the eight planets, moons, and dwarf planets of the solar system are only negligible and fleeting in the space named by human beings as the universe. Human beings live in the unknown vast universe according to the known rules created by themselves, and the concept of life and death is also created and recognized by human beings themselves, and gives it emotional colors and desires. And from the macrocosmic sense of the unknown universe of human beings, it is not impossible to 'die' and just be a transfer station.

On the corridor of the cemetery, Xu Zeyuan once again thought about life and death, and he hoped that Lao Jia could go to a good place and have a beautiful scenery on the next part of his journey. Li Cheng caught up with Xu Zeyuan from the scattered crowd, and he patted Xu Zeyuan on the shoulder from behind,

Lao Xu.

Xu Zeyuan turned his head and met Li Cheng's eyes, there was a slight relaxation at the corner of his mouth, and said,

Li Cheng: I haven't seen you for a long time.

Lao Xu, there is one thing, you have to listen to my explanation.

I apologize to you for your actions back then. Xu Zeyuan was full of sincerity.

No need to apologize, we have a misunderstanding, the person who betrayed you back then was really not me. Because of the misbidding, you lost your temper so much, and then you didn't talk to me much, I really blamed you in my heart. But I have to survive, I'm close to Vice President Li, I admit that I slipped my beard and patted the horse, but I will never do anything about betraying my brother.

I believe in you. Xu Zeyuan believed that Li Cheng said word by word, but a few years ago, he would not believe it.

In fact...... Li Cheng wanted to speak and stopped, he thought about it and couldn't help but say, in fact, the person who betrayed you was ......

Well, needless to say. It doesn't matter anymore. Xu Zeyuan guessed who Li Cheng was going to say.

You already know? Lao Jia talked to me back then, and secretly lost me, if Vice President Li pressed too tightly, he would put the responsibility on you, because there must always be someone who has to be held responsible and sacrificed. Finally, the meeting you went to attend, and later I heard from Vice President Li that it was arranged in advance by Lao Jia and Lao Chen, and they negotiated the conditions to incorporate all the projects that were taken over privately outside and share 18% of Lao Jia's shares. But at that time, there were so many projects and a lot of money involved, no matter in terms of position, ability and external rhetoric, you were the most suitable person.

Xu Zeyuan laughed at himself, before he met Li Cheng, Xu Zeyuan never thought that Lao Jia would betray him, but now he finally understood that everything Lao Jia did to him later was out of a debt of conscience.

It's really not me. Li Cheng emphasized.

I know that everyone has been young and vigorous, and I was the same back then. Whether it's a failed standard or a good one for me, but I use the question to play. Li Cheng, apologize. Xu Zeyuan punched Li Cheng in the shoulder to dispel his doubts.

You don't blame Lao Jia?

The dead are the greatest, and besides, he has been treating me well since then.

Lao Xu, atmospheric.

The two of them laughed and grudged.

In the bleak evening of late winter in Beijing, the high-rise buildings in the commercial district are lined up, and the sunset is obliquely shining, reflecting the city's slaughter and prosperity. At around 6 o'clock, the elites of the workplace poured out of the office building, making the otherwise deserted street lively. Xu Zeyuan stood in the corner of the commercial block, staring intently at the door of the blue glass curtain wall building diagonally opposite, the people who hurried home with indifferent expressions, the modern men and women who met for dinner, and the lovers who held their arms and got off work together, or in groups of three or five, or alone. A familiar figure appeared in Xu Zeyuan's field of vision, she was slender and tall, with short hair reaching her ears, kage-colored trousers with an ivory bias-neck sweater, and a Scottish plaid messenger bag on one shoulder. She stopped in front of the door, her arms folded, looking left and right as if she was waiting for someone. Why did you wear so little, Xu Zeyuan thought to himself. In an instant, someone appeared behind Lin Jinxi, took off his black cashmere coat and draped it on Lin Jinxi, Lin Jinxi turned around and smiled, they were very familiar, and soon the two waited for the car, and the man who took off the coat helped Lin Jinxi open the car door, and the car left with dust and disappeared into the bright lights and shadows of the city. Xu Zeyuan has been using memories to reconstruct the appearance of the man next to Lin Jinxi, who is calm and generous in his forties, has a decent job, has reliable economic strength, and is willing to shelter Lin Jinxi from the wind and rain like him. What he can give her, that man can give, and what he can't give her, that man can give. What's more, Lin Jinxi doesn't hate him.

At this moment, Xu Zeyuan realized that he had changed, he was no longer the high-spirited and ambitious young man, and Xu Zeyuan, who vowed to make Lin Jinxi the happiest woman in the world, died. Over the years, under the guise of looking for Lin Jinxi, he lost his armor, lived in isolation, and traveled around, but what he was looking for was himself after all. He was amazed that he enjoyed a peaceful and secluded life so much, and it was his nature not to seek strength, how could such a person allow her a future? After some setbacks, she allowed a reversal of the rebellion, saved a point of management, learned a point of concession, went to a point of luxury, and added a point of thoughtfulness. He was so considerate that after he had gone to great lengths to find her, he gave her away. He, let go, was a breeze.