The style outside the window is cool, and when you look out of the window, you can see that the sky is exceptionally clear, clean like the blue sea, without a trace of impurities.

It stands to reason that such scenery and such wind have always been Shen Ling's favorite scenes.

At this moment, she must be leaning against the window, gulping greedily for the air.

But now Shen Ling was sitting at the desk in the office with his chin in one hand, his whole head drooping slightly, and he looked like he was in a bad mood.

She had a large stack of papers in her hand and a black pen in her hand.

Obviously, these documents need to be reviewed by her.

But it is also obvious that her mind at the moment is not on these documents at all, and she has been holding the pen in her hand for a long time, but she has not put it down for a long time.

The whole person's eyes wandered out of the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

It has been four days since the last time I broke up with Fu Shengyan.

In the past four days, the two of them seem to have entered a strange stalemate.

He doesn't appear in front of her anytime and anywhere like before, nor does he always say little, but he silently expresses his concern for her with his actions.

And Shen Ling didn't seem to be shocked until this time.

The nominal alliance between the two of them has always been maintained unilaterally by Fu Shengyan.

She never noticed that Fu Shengyan, who has always been known for being cold and unkind, seemed to have a surprisingly good temper around her.

He doesn't always say much, but he always accompanies her silently in his own unique way.

On weekdays, Shen Ling is always busy with such and such things and neglects to pay attention to these subtle things, but when the two people are really not in touch, she can faintly glimpse the care hidden in the small things that are usually there.

Shen Ling stared at the sky in the distance with empty eyes and sighed lowly.

In fact, she couldn't figure out what she was thinking at the moment, but she felt a little confused, a little lonely and a little sad.

Although it is impossible to have a half-point connection with Fu Shengyan when he keeps saying it in his mouth, the feeling in his heart cannot deceive people.

She had no way to control the melancholy in her heart.

For example, the current state of loss of soul has actually lasted for several days.

She didn't know why she was like this, but she just couldn't keep up.

She turned the pen in her hand boredly, not knowing what she was thinking about in her head, and gently flipped through the folder that had been set aside for a long time, and put it aside in a frustrated and irritated way.

Shen Ling's ghost made a thought appear in her mind, did she do something wrong?

The thought had barely come to her mind, and she herself felt very scared.

Quickly shook his head, trying to suppress this ridiculous thought.

What do you think?

Fu Shengyan can't afford to give what he wants, so stopping losses in time is actually the clearest way.

Even if it's a cat and a dog, he's so good, and he should have feelings for so long.

What's more, Shen Ling is a living person, and it is not very strange that he will be moved by his care and thoughtfulness.

Yes, it's not a liking, it's just a long-standing habit or a sense of discomfort that disappears together.

Shen Ling forcibly suppressed the ridiculous thought that had just sprung up in his heart, and comforted himself.

Just as Shen Ling was thinking wildly, a vigorous footstep suddenly sounded in the distance.

That footstep was steady and powerful, and it didn't sound very heavy, but the voice was inexplicably reassuring.

A little bit of that voice approached Shen Ling's office.

Shen Ling sighed heavily in his heart, intoxicated by his thoughts, and did not pay attention to the arrival of the owner of the footsteps.

Maybe she knew, she just couldn't raise her spirit to deal with him, so Shen Ling didn't even raise her head.

"Ann, you're here!"

After Shen Ling said hello listlessly, he continued to turn the pen in his hand boringly, his voice was loud and tired.

However, after Shen Ling said this, that person did not respond.

She didn't care, and continued to play with the pen in her hand.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to have changed sex, and now you have learned to pretend to be deep when you see me. ”

After hearing Shen Ling's words, the man standing at the door frowned slightly, but still did not speak.

"Why don't you ignore me when I talk to you?"

Shen Ling lay his arms flat on the table as if he had no bones, and then put his chin on his hand and said lazily.

After a long time, the man still did not speak.

If it was usual, as early as when Shen Ling didn't answer the first sentence he spoke, Shen Ling would raise his head to check.

But today is different, Shen Ling is in a bad mood today, that person didn't speak, and Shen Ling was also shaking.

Shen Ling was thinking of something strange while patiently waiting for that person's reply.

waited and waited, but the person did not speak.

She opened her mouth, almost impatiently speaking.

"Do you really hope that the person standing here now is Xie Yu'an?"

"Is that why you want to see him?"

This voice was cold, like the cold ice in the wax moon, and it sounded in people's ears, making people can't help but want to shiver.

The voice ......

All Shen Ling's words choked in his throat, all his movements instantly stopped, his drooping head was also subconsciously raised, and his body, which seemed to have no bones just now, instantly sat up straight, looking ahead in a daze.

That's right, standing in front of him, his eyes are deep and distant, his expression is not smiling, his face is cold like a thousand-year-old iceberg, and his whole person is slender and handsome with a suit without a trace of wrinkles.

He still looks the same as before, not much has changed.

But if you look closely, you can't find that there is also a trace of blue and black under Fu Shengyan's eyes.

Obviously, Shen Ling is not the only one who has had a hard time these days.

"You,"

Shen Ling opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he closed it in a daze.

Her mouth opened and closed, as if she had a thousand words to say, and sometimes a thousand words were stuck in her throat.

"Why, was it that I was disappointed to see it?"

Fu Shengyan's expression is also complicated, and Fang Cai's sentence is actually not lacking in temptation.

But Shen Ling's silent performance made him a little confused.

Especially when he walked in, hearing the close and natural Yu An that Shen Ling called out of his mouth pierced his heart even more.

She seemed to have hardly ever called herself so close.

It seems to have been called, but the number of times is really small and there are only a handful.

For a while, Fu Shengyan's heart felt sour and swollen again, not a taste.