"Miss Zhang asked me to give her the chair, so I was going to go to the next office to find a chair, but I happened to run into Xing Yu, and he asked the secretary to do it for me......

Guo Mo, you really misunderstood Xing Yu, he really has no hostility towards me now......"

"There is no hostility, Zhang Yao is fighting with him now, Zhang Yao is his responsibility to treat you so much......" Guo Mo was still a little indignant, and his clear face was stained with a thin layer of anger.

In the past, when Xing Yu bullied Xinla, he couldn't do anything, but now even a woman like Zhang Yao has come out to fight against people|......

"You are now the representative of the Haiyu Group, how can they do this to you? Xinla, if you are not happy, you will resign......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Mo immediately regretted it, now they are boyfriend and girlfriend, but they are still at the beginning, where does he have the right to make her resign?

"Xinla, I'm sorry about your resignation ......"

Xinla understood what he meant, he just couldn't see her suffer a little grievance, and he definitely didn't mean to interfere in her life.

Wan Er smiled, a hint of jumping brilliance flashed in his crystal eyes, "You don't need to explain, I don't blame you......"

The slender and boneless arm stretched forward slightly, gently holding Guo Mo's big bony hands, and his eyes flashed with gratefulness.

"Guo Mo, don't care too much about my feelings, you spoil me so much, if you leave me one day, I won't get used to it......"

"Xinla, as long as you don't drive me away, I will be by your side anytime and anywhere, and you will never be allowed to say such stupid things in the future......" The big hand quickly wrapped the small hand, and the slender fingers slid gently, and the fingertips felt the soft beauty.

There was no trace of anger in his close eyes, in fact, his anger was nothing more than Xinla, as long as Xinla felt comfortable, why should he care.

He cared too much about it, and instead it became a burden to Xinla's spirit......

"Guo Mo, I know that everything you do is for my good, and no one has ever been as good to me as you are, but sometimes you think about me everywhere, which makes me feel very useless, especially in the matter of Xing Yu, which has always made me feel very uncomfortable, I always feel that because of my relationship, there is a gap between you two brothers, so I hope that I will be better to Xing Yu in the future, so that my heart will feel better......"

"Silly girl, I listen to you, but now it's better to hurry up and order, it's been a long time for lunch, your blood sugar is low, but you're hungry......"

Guo Mo let go of her hand, lowered her eyes and began to flip through the menu.

There was a ray of sunlight shining in from the glass window, right on his face, and the soft face seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light, and there was a sense of holiness.

The thick eyelashes form a perfect curve at the eyelids, casting a slightly elongated shadow that makes the entire face very clear......

For a moment, a familiar scene flashed through Sinla's mind.

It was also summer, the cool breeze was blowing, under the eaves of the hometown, on an old chaise longue, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy next door was lying on it, looking up at the branches dancing in the wind in front of the house, his eyes were full of tranquility and serenity, and a faint smile at the corner of his lips formed a small round nest after the rendering of the sun......

At that time, she was sitting on a bamboo chair next to her, holding a textbook in her hand, and reciting the text...... But often reciting for a long time, and I can't remember it, and that young man will call her a stupid girl like Guo Mo......

At that time, her heart had begun to be ignorant, and her eyes were full of youth and gentleness, and those texts were just black dots dangling in front of her eyes, how to remember them.

Later, the boy's whole family moved away, and she inquired in every possible way and knew that he had come to Lingshi to study at university, so she worked hard and was also admitted to Lingshi......

Ling Shi she came, but in the past seven or eight years, she has never met that young man, and then she figured out that the young man is just a passerby in her life, since he is a passerby, there will be a permanent separation after all, and his existence is just to tell her what to worry about......

"What are you doing?" Guo Mo ordered the meal, but looked up to find that Xinla was looking at him inexplicably.

Xinla came back to her senses and pursed her lips and smiled, "I didn't feel in a daze, but I suddenly felt like you were a little like a person." ”

That person has long been a permanent memory, and now Guo Mo suddenly opened the door to this memory, and even she herself was surprised.

"Like whom?" Guo Mo was curious.

"A neighbor of mine, who moved out when he was a sophomore in high school, used to help me with tutoring, and I was able to be admitted to Lingda University, and a large part of his credit ......"

Xinla said lightly, she had reined in her mind and took the initiative to seal that memory.

Memories are memories after all, they should belong to the past, and they really can't be taken out to destroy the tranquility of the present.

"Where is he?" Guo Mo vaguely felt that there was some story between this neighbor and Xinla, so he asked.

"I hadn't seen it before I moved away, and I lost contact. ”

Sinla had already picked up the knife and fork and gently cut the steak, her eyes were light, as if the neighbor was just a neighbor.

Only then did Guo Mo realize that he was thinking too much? Even if there was a story, it was when Xinla's love first opened, and it had nothing to do with everything now.

The corners of his lips twitched, and a smile flashed in his clear eyes, "Am I really like him? You treat me as him, in this case, haven't we known each other for many years?"

Xinla didn't stop and chuckled, "How did you know each other? Maybe we're tired of each other." ”

"Absolutely not. Guo Mo actually stretched out two fingers, and he was about to swear, but his expression was true.

Xinla just smiled and said: "I believe you, look at your appearance, you actually follow those hairy boys, swear at every turn, no one will believe that you are the great writer Baiyi......"

At this time, the waiter brought over the truffle fried rice, Guo Mo moved the fried rice to Xinla, and then brought her steak over, and the pair of excellent hands held knives and forks to help her cut the steak dexterously......

Perhaps because these hands often tap on the keyboard, the fingertips are full of beautiful words, so that these hands are also endowed with an artistic atmosphere, cutting the steak, not like doing things at all, but like an art exhibition......

"I'm just Guo Mo in front of you, and that Baiyi has nothing to do with me at all......

"But what do I like about Baiyi?" Xin La held her chin in one hand and ate fried rice with a spoon in the other, her eyes full of appreciation, and she kept looking at Guo Mo, who was seriously helping her cut the steak.