When I finally woke up after being slapped and shaken by Xiao Bin, I took a deep breath, my heart was beating so fast that I almost jumped out. Xiao Bin half-supported me a little helplessly: "Qingyang, don't be like this, your body is important." ”

I looked at Xiao Bin a little confused: "Is he really engaged?" and Yao Qinglian?"

Xiao Bin didn't speak, just helped me to the sofa: "You rest for a while." I'll take you home later. ”

I leaned back on the sofa, feeling very distressed, is this the reality? He asked me to wait for him and believe him, but in the end this was the result? I looked at Xiao Bin in distraction: "Will they get married?"

Xiao Bin sighed and sat on the chair: "Maybe, there is also a report that the marriage will be officially completed after the Spring Festival." ”

I fell down weakly, and the world was spinning, Xiao Bin poured a glass of water and handed it to me: "I don't know how to say it, he has his purpose, maybe—alas, this thing is true." Xiao Bin wanted to speak and stopped, he didn't know how to complete this matter.

I didn't catch the water, I didn't have the heart, I didn't have the strength, every breath I took was painful, Xiao Bin didn't say anything, and sat quietly with me.

I don't know how long it took, my heartbeat was a little better, it didn't hurt so much, I slowly relieved my breath, I stared straight at Xiao Bin and said, "Help me book a ticket to Nanjing, now." ”

"Is it still necessary?" Xiao Bin asked after a moment's hesitation.

"Yes. I said vigorously, I am not reconciled, I want to see him, see how he can still talk to me all night after the wedding, how can he explain to me how compelled he is?

"Alas. This morning was the day I heard Xiao Bin sigh the most, he looked at me, shook his head slightly, and said, "I have a meeting in the afternoon, let Fan Ling accompany you." How are you going to do it yourself?"

I nodded abruptly, Xiao Bin quickly booked two tickets to Nanjing at two o'clock in the afternoon, and by the way, the return ticket for the evening was also booked. I called Fan Ling outside the door again, maybe I was afraid that I would be irritated by mentioning Zhao Yijing's engagement again. I leaned back on the couch with my eyes closed, my mind blank.

Not long after, Fan Ling drove over to pick me up, Xiao Bin sent us to the airport, bought two fast food and handed them to me and Fan Ling: "Eat some first." ”

I raised my hand and pushed it away, I had no appetite or mood, I only had a heart that desperately wanted to see Zhao Yijing.

The plane traveled through the stratus clouds, Fan Ling sat beside me and held my hand tightly, my hand was very cold, she helped me rub it every once in a while, but she couldn't warm it up, her heart was cold, how could her hand be hot?

"Qingyang, if you want to cry, you can cry, you will be suffocated if you hold it like this. Fan Ling took my hand a little anxiously.

"I'm fine. I exhaled faintly, I couldn't cry, I still didn't even feel real, it seemed that the news of Zhao Yijing's engagement was just a dream, I bit my lip hard until my mouth was full of blood, and I still didn't feel pain, wasn't it a dream?

"Qingyang, he may have his own grievances, it's just engagement, not marriage, in fact, even if he gets married, it doesn't matter----" Fan Ling hurriedly persuaded me, speaking incoherently.

I interrupted Fan Ling's words: "I will ask him for clarification in person." "I can't listen to other people's words, I just need Zhao Yijing to give me an answer, is he engaged, is he going to get married?

Outside the window of the plane were white clouds, like the sea, and I touched the ring on my hand, was this a toy to coax me after all? But when he hugged me and said that I would give me the future, when he crossed the river to see me who was sick, when he drove a thousand kilometers back to explain to me, when he promised me that he would not fail me, those deep feelings and promises were all fake? Or were they not as tempting as the chairman's position?

I don't want to think about it, the more I think about it, the more painful it is, looking out the window, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, and my shadow, to whom?

When the plane landed, Fan Ling turned her head to look at me and was startled: "Qingyang, why are you full of blood blisters?" said and handed me the mirror.

I took a photo, it was a little scary, I didn't sleep all night plus today's blow, my face was as white as a piece of paper, and there were two dark circles under my eyes, just more than two hours after I took the plane, I suddenly had a string of blood blisters on my mouth, and I felt a heart-rending pain. I returned the mirror to Fan Ling and squeezed out a desolate smile: "It doesn't matter. ”

I took out my mobile phone and made a call to Zhao Yijing, trying my best to ask calmly, "Where are you?"

"Company, is there something wrong?" his voice remained calm and powerful.

"I'll go find you. I hung up the phone. He Fanling took a taxi directly to the headquarters. My phone rang many times on the way, but I didn't answer.

I've been to the headquarters before, and it's only an hour from the airport. When I arrived downstairs in the company, I was stopped by the security guard, and I called Zhao Yijing: "I'm at the door of the company, you let me go up." I have something to ask you. ”

He paused for a moment, and said, "Can you wait for me for an hour?" and I'll go out to find you?"

"I'll only take you 5 minutes and ask you a word. "My voice started shaking uncontrollably, I couldn't wait an hour, I was afraid I would break down.

He probably understood what I was going to ask, sighed and said, "Then come in." ”

After a while, the guard phone rang and the security guard picked me up and let me in. When I entered the headquarters building, the front desk should have also received a call and greeted me: "It's Miss Song, Zhao Dong's office is in 603." He said and led me upstairs.

On the sixth floor, another little girl came over, and the front desk said to her, "This is Miss Song." ”

The little girl, who might be a general office or a secretary, led me to the office: "Zhao Dong ordered, you go to his office first and wait for a while, he is in a meeting, come over immediately." ”

Fan Ling and I entered Zhao Yijing's office in Nanjing, it was the first time I went in, it was more luxurious than Beijing, I sat on the sofa with Fan Ling, every muscle in my body was tired, but my heart was beating violently. It was only a dozen minutes of waiting, but it was as long as a century.

Finally, the door opened, and I bounced off the couch in one fell swoop. Zhao Yijing frowned and strode in, seeing that I was stunned, the anger on Fang Cai's face instantly froze on his face, just looked at me carefully, and there was mixed pain in his eyes: "You are here." ”

turned to see Fan Ling, Fan Ling briefly introduced: "Qingyang's friend, Meng Fanling." Zhao Yijing nodded slightly. Fan Ling said, "You talk, I'll sit outside for a while." As he spoke, he walked out of Zhao Yijing's office.

There was only me and him left in the room, looking at him who was familiar and strange, thinner and haggard, the edges and corners of his face seemed to be cut by a knife, he walked up to me, held my shoulder and looked at me carefully, saw my face, his voice trembled slightly: "Qingyang, why are you-" I couldn't say any more, I must have surprised him with my appearance like a tree.

I raised my eyes to look at him, and asked in a surprisingly quiet voice: "Zhao Yijing, are you engaged?"

In an instant, a trace of pain and helplessness flooded his face, and he nodded: "Yes." "I heard the sound of my heart cracking, broken and unable to be put back together.

"You're going to get married after the Spring Festival?" I actually laughed.

The pain on his face was even heavier, and he looked at me and said, "I'm not sure. It depends. I'm trying my best to avoid it. "Does this sentence sound ridiculous, avoid?

I laughed, my whole body trembled with laughter, tears flowed from laughter, Zhao Yijing pressed my shoulder hard, and his voice was difficult: "Qingyang, don't be like this." ”

I laughed for a long time, and finally laughed enough, I looked at him, and suddenly felt that everything in the past was really ridiculous: "Zhao Yijing, what you said about supporting you is to exchange me for your Cheng Yuejin and your chairman, right?"

My sharpness and vitriolity made the strength in his hand increase sharply, and his tone became more painful: "You have to trust me, I will take care of it." ”

This sentence sounded so annoying at the moment, I forcefully opened his hand and smiled sadly: "Enough, it has come to this point, there is nothing to say between us." "My heart is torn.

"You promised to wait for me. Zhao Yijing stubbornly pulled my arm again.

I looked at the man in front of me, from disappointment to despair: "I'm waiting for you?" Zhao Yijing, can you still say it?" "You have promised someone else to marry, what should I wait for? There is no marriage contract, even if I feel guilty in my heart, it is still within the scope of moral bearing, with a marriage contract, how can I continue to wait and dig in the corner of my sister's wall?"

Marriage is a promise, whether you are engaged or married, you have given this most important promise to others, and how pale and ridiculous it seems to talk about feelings and vows.

Zhao Yijing's hand holding my arm became heavier and heavier: "Qingyang." But he could no longer speak. yes, what can he say?

"Zhao Yijing, you still failed me. "I tried my best to say this, and my whole body was hollowed out. I took off the ring on my hand and stuffed it into his hand, and said in tears in my voice: "You and I will come here, and we will never see each other again." Then he turned and left.

Zhao Yijing picked me up, and his voice was tearing pain: "Qingyang, don't." I struggled hard, and suddenly the door was pushed open, and I hurriedly broke open from Zhao Yijing's hand. looked at the people who came, and sure enough, it was Zhao Xinjian who dared to enter without knocking on the door: "Yijing, the adjournment is too long, everyone is waiting." ”

Seeing me, Zhao Xinjian smiled playfully: "This is Miss Song, right?

I couldn't change the right attitude to face him for a while, so I had to smile reluctantly: "Yes, it's already done." "Finally, I took a deep look at Zhao Yijing, although Zhao Xinjian was there, he looked at my eyes, and he still wanted to say a wordless helplessness and struggle, but, is this still meaningful?" I struggled with the last of my strength, and then turned to leave.