It's time to eat, and the colleagues around me go to eat one after another.

Song Zhenghui touched her already empty stomach, looked down at the mobile phone APP, and thought about where to go to forage for food.

"Sister Xiaohui. The little girl at the front desk came over with a stack of papers. "This is the information that Mr. Qiu asked me to give you, you haven't eaten yet, why don't we eat together!"

It coincided with her thoughts, took the information, smiled and said yes.

Qiu Yiqing, who was still in the office, finally finished the morning's "surveillance" work, loosened his tie and stood in front of the window. He patted his head with self-deprecation, and said to himself: "What are you thinking? What are people doing, and does it have anything to do with who you eat with? You deceived people seven years ago, and you still expect others to give you a good face? You don't like Song Zhenghui, right?"

This thought came to his mind for the first time. He has always felt guilty, his father chose justice and abandoned friendship, and he also indirectly hurt Song Zhenghui in it. But aside from the rest, today Song Zhenghui stood in front of him again, he was really happy, and he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart and wanted to talk to her. It is said that if you like someone, you can't help but pay attention to her every move, perhaps, you really like it.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, I still have to work harder.

The company is upstairs in the Huanmao shopping mall on Huaihai Middle Road, and you can see a lot of restaurants when you take the elevator down. Song Zhenghui has always eaten lightly, so she proposed to eat salad, and Li Yuxin shook her head again and again.

"Sister Xiaohui, if not, you go eat this, I'll eat a lunch, I'm too hungry to stand all morning, I can't eat a few vegetable leaves. ”

Song Zhenghui seemed to see herself seven years ago, and nodded gently, "Okay, then let's eat together another day." After finishing speaking, I didn't forget to see her bouncing and running away.

The so-called coincidences are just encounters prepared by people with hearts.

As soon as Song Zhenghui finished ordering a salmon salad, he looked up and saw Qiu Yiqing, who seemed to be looking for someone, bowed his head in panic and blocked his vision with his arm. Say silently in your heart: Don't see me, don't see me, don't see me.

"What a coincidence. Qiu Yiqing knocked on the table to signal.

Song Zhenghui didn't want to look up at all, and continued to slide the phone screen as if she didn't hear it, slandering in her heart. This man is so boring, how can I see him all day long. The general location of the area was bought with money, right?

"Hey, Song Zhenghui, it's too much to ignore the leader. Qiu Yiqing was in a hurry. He originally thought that after so many years, Song Zhenghui's methods would be smarter, but he didn't expect that such a big person could still be so naïve, pretending to be stupid and stunned.

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Qiu, I'm really sorry, I just saw a joke and didn't pay attention. Song Zhenghui put on a trademark professional smirk, making it difficult to figure out what was going on.

Qiu Yiqing cheekily sat opposite Song Zhenghui without waiting for consent, habitually touching his chin and thinking about the topic of communication.

"How did you think of eating salad here, don't you like to eat these vegetarian foods?"

Song Zhenghui pulled a harmless smile from humans and animals, and said in a relaxed tone: "People, they will always change." ”

After a burst of embarrassment, Qiu Yiqing was embarrassed, silently complained about himself in his heart, and asked an idiot question.

He coughed a few times and continued like he was fine.

"How have you been in the past few years? I've lost a lot of weight than before. ”

Song Jung-hye straightened the broken hair in front of his forehead, stared into his eyes for a while, and then chuckled to himself. "No father, no mother, no home, what does Mr. Qiu think?"

Song Zhenghui didn't want to talk about the past at all, those lonely and sad days were all slowly survived by gritting her teeth, and she didn't want to uncover her scars and memories again and again.

Qiu Yiqing hesitated for a few seconds, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar her, she didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry, I was afraid that it would affect your college entrance examination at that time, and I didn't dare to tell you earlier because I was afraid that you would be cranky. I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Qiu Yiqing hugged his head, without the demeanor of a president, and apologized to Song Zhenghui in a low voice. After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, opened the mailbox and handed it to Song Zhenghui.

"Seven years, seven whole years, I felt guilty every day, at that time, I knew that you lived in Xiaomeng's house so I didn't continue to look for you. But I've always sent you an email every day, and I've never stopped, including yesterday. I explained to you all the things that have happened, all the things I know, and I just hope you can forgive me. ”

Song Zhenghui flipped through her phone, and the outbox was full of emails sent to her, and she couldn't turn the pages one by one.

Her brain was buzzing, and she didn't know what to do. She can't forget that night, because that night she learned that her parents were in prison, she can't forget that night, because Uncle Qiu was the "murderer" who put her parents in prison, and she can't forget that night, because Qiu Yiqing, whom she trusted, also lied to her.

She had visited her parents, and they had comforted her that she should not be hateful or sad. It is true that they have taken the wrong path for temporary money, and Uncle Qiu just acts according to the charter and does not rely on others.

The truth is this truth, but Song Zhenghui just couldn't convince himself to return to City A, and stood calmly in front of Qiu Yiqing again.

But now, looking at the more than 2,500 emails in the mailbox, tears overflowed into my eyes unwillingly. She felt that a certain piece of her heart was soft and was being excavated, although she cried, her heart was sweet.

"Don't cry, can't I stop talking? If you see me angry, then I'll go, and I'll come back when you're angry." Qiu Yiqing was nervous when he saw her crying, he felt that even if he sarcastically mocked him, scolded him, or ignored him, he was not afraid, but crying stumped him.

After saying that, he sighed and was about to leave.

"Hey! ”