Turning off his mobile phone, Zhou Ling looked sideways out of the car window again.

This place where she has been for eight years is finally leaving......

Grievances, suppression, or those times spent here night after night.

Goodbye, perfect love......

She looked down and smiled, then took a deep breath.

As soon as she stepped on the gas, the once familiar scenery began to recede little by little, and finally disappeared into her rearview mirror.

"I resigned......"

Back home, Zhou Ling sent a text message to tell Rong Zheng.

At that time, Rong Zheng was painting in the studio, and was stunned for a long time when he received a text message from Zhou Ling.

"Let's go eat hot pot in the evening. ”

There was silence for a long time, and in the end only a text message was sent to her about work.

"Hmm. ”

She could probably guess why Rong Zheng took her out to eat hot pot, she probably wanted to relieve her mood.

So, she didn't refuse.

The night view is gorgeous and charming, sinking into the tired people who have just finished a long day.

In the hot pot restaurant, the two sat facing each other by the window.

"I'll do something. ”

The waiter just gave the menu to Zhou Ling, but was uncharacteristically accepted by Rong Zheng.

In the past, when she came out to eat, Rong Zheng would default to letting Zhou Ling order something first, so she also developed a habit and would take the initiative to get the menu.

However, a menu, although Zhou Ling has some doubts in his heart, he will not care too much.

Seeing that Rong Zheng quickly hooked a few times with a pen, then handed it to the waiter, and smiled politely: "It's troublesome." ”

"I haven't ordered it yet. Zhou Ling frowned slightly, and his tone was unhappy.

She hadn't ordered yet, so why did Rong Zheng hand over the menu.

"I've ordered all your favorite dishes. Rong Zheng handed her a reassuring look.

Every time she comes to eat hot pot, she really only orders a few things, and Rong Zheng is not surprised to know.

Knowing that he had ordered his share, she didn't ask any more.

"Why don't you ask me why I quit?"

Regarding Rong Zheng's silence about his resignation, Zhou Ling couldn't help but ask after all.

"I trust your decision. ”

Zhou Ling has never been an impulsive person, and since she has made a decision, it means that it has been carefully considered.

Moreover, he did not want to continue working at that station.

When he said this, Zhou Ling had nothing to say, pursed his lips, and looked away.

"By the way, didn't you just come back today, why did you come back last night?"

Thinking of what happened last night, Zhou Ling's cheeks couldn't help but get hot.

Rong Zheng hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes were deep, "I'll be back when it's over early." ”

In fact, after the exchange meeting, he bought a plane that night and rushed back.

He didn't want to waste a minute.

It's just that I didn't expect it to rain heavily suddenly, and the taxi outside the airport was not easy to beat, so it was delayed until midnight.

Zhou Ling nodded, but saw Rong Zheng stand up again.

"I'll get you spices. ”

"Good. ”

For some reason, she always felt that Rong Zheng was a little weird.

After a while, the hot pot soup base was served.

The fiery soup base is full of layers of chili peppers, red oil and various spices.

Zhou Ling can eat spicy, but it is only limited to eating.

It's so spicy...... She couldn't help but sneeze when she smelled it.

What the hell is he doing? Why did you order such a spicy pot bottom?

I wanted to wait for Rong Zheng to ask him when he came back, but I saw Rong Zheng holding a small plate in front of her.

The small plate has her favorite coriander, sesame oil, garlic, etc., and most of the rest is occupied by chili sauce.

"You...... Is this going to spicy me?" Zhou Ling looked at the red oil in the pot and the chili pepper on the plate in a daze.

"It's not bad to give it a try. Rong Zheng smiled and didn't explain.

As he spoke, he picked up a slice of mutton and put it in the pot for a few minutes.

The pink lamb is darkened in color, but it becomes more vivid because it is stained with red oil in the pan, making it look like a big appetite.

It has to be said that the color of the chili pepper is bright and eye-catching, and it looks really attractive.

Zhou Ling took a bite carefully, and a smell of chili pepper mixed with the unique taste of mutton spread in his mouth.

After a while, the spicy feeling slowly spread, and even her tongue was numb from the spicy.

The first time she ate this level of spiciness, she still couldn't accept it.

Hurriedly poured warm water down, but it couldn't be relieved at all, and her tears flowed.

Just when she was spicy, Rong Zheng picked up a piece of paper to help her wipe away the tears on her face.

Suddenly, she understood something.

It's just that the tears on his face are even more turbulent, as if he wants to cry out all his grievances at once.

She cried and shouted, "It's so spicy!"

The rest of the people thought she was being spiced, and looked curiously and looked away.

After a meal, I didn't eat much food, but I cried for a while with spicy.

By the end of her crying, she was already a little hoarse, and the tears on her face were dry and wet, leaving tear stains.

She has never cried like this, her age and responsibilities do not allow her to cry anytime and anywhere like a child, and she can pour out her grievances in her heart.

The collapse of adults is silent, and even crying can only dare to quietly rain in the bottom of their hearts.

They wore thick masks on their faces, and pretended to smile strongly, even if their hearts were scarred.

cried happily, which made the depression in her heart disperse a lot.

Quitting the job seemed a lot harder than she thought.

Yes, who would be willing to put their eight years of hard work on the ground......

Seeing that "Perfect Love" has its own influence and a loyal audience, she is leaving.

The days when I stayed up all night writing manuscripts on the table, the words that I racked my brains to write.

Once, she was in agony trying to write a good script, often losing sleep again and again in the silence of the night, cutting endlessly, just to make the best words for the listeners.

She even collected the playlist of Rong Xiaoan's songs every day in her mobile phone music software, and listened to these songs every time she was uninspired.

Working alone in this city, except for these words to accompany her, give her sustenance and warmth, she may not be able to last so long.

It's like talking about a love that drains your youth, and in the end you have to say that you break up with a blank face.

Turning around is just a simple action, but who can know the reluctance in her heart?

How many thoughts are hidden between the lines, and the furnishings in the live broadcast room, she remembers them even with her eyes closed.

She clearly remembers the way she sat in the live broadcast room reading the script, the silent road outside the window, and the street lamp next to the road would accompany her until dawn every time.

And the listeners who came in on the phone told their love stories.

I can't hear it anymore......