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"Auntie, I want to retreat for a few days." After yesterday's dinner with Xiaobai, after thinking about it for a long time, I decided to be a house for a few days.

Sitting there and bowing his head to read the papers is none other than Xuan Yongfeng, the founder of the Weekly Magazine, with capable short hair, a well-maintained face, a plump body but not bloated, and a scholarly temperament, as long as she doesn't speak.

"Reason."

I thought about my rhetoric early and replied fluently, "Writing." ”

"What type?"

Since I wanted to spend more days in retreat, I said, "It's a long book." ”

"Outline." I only heard the rustling of the tip of the pen and the surface of the paper, and I breathed a long sigh of relief, and I didn't let my brain cells work abnormally.

I looked apprerhensively at her immobile sitting posture and said quietly, "Not yet." ”

"Not yet?" The last word habitually rose, making my little liver habitually jump twice.

Xuan Yongfeng stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head slowly, looked at me with a pair of shrewd eyes like every evil capitalist, and said in a flat tone: "Without an outline, you dare to tell the old lady that you want to retreat?" ”

It's not that I don't want to give it, but Xiaobai's news came too suddenly, and then I really didn't have the inspiration to come up with an outline of a long book in just one night, in fact, I'm still a little confused, didn't I say that Tang Jiamo settled overseas? Besides, our house is in H City, and what is it to do with our arm stretched out to S City!

Xuan Yongfeng stared at me several times, suddenly opened the drawer on the side, took out a mirror and handed it to me.

I took it for some unknown reason and watched her wait for the next step.

"You see."

I looked in the mirror cooperatively, combed a few poked out hair, handed it back to her, and smirked: "I was stuck in traffic on the road just now, and I trotted a few steps, and my hair was a little messy." ”

"You're messing around!" Xuan Yongfeng looked like he hated iron and steel, and reprimanded: "I thought you were more brilliant than Yanyan's dead girl, but I didn't think that one of them would let me worry." ”

"Auntie—" I was about to rub over flatteringly, but she waved her hand mercilessly.

I hugged the mirror and flattened my mouth, and was about to cough a few times and pretend to be weak in the hope that I could take a few days of sick leave, but she immediately recognized it.

She asked me seriously, "Do you think you look like you now?" ”

I was stunned, picked up the mirror and looked at it carefully: "Six or seven points." "After looking at it for a year or two, I got used to it, and I slowly realized that this face is still somewhat similar to before, although it still feels very strange when I look at it occasionally, which may be the reason why the scar was removed.

Xuan Yongfeng was obviously a little surprised: "Eh, why are there still six or seven points?" ”

I had to remind her: "Auntie, I moved the place where the wound was repaired, and it was not overhauled, so it is impossible to be reborn." ”

She finally realized something, but she still felt that six or seven points were probably the same as ordinary people's faces, so she mercilessly rejected my appeal: "If you deliberately retreat and hide because that kid from the Tang family is coming to S City, I advise you to save it." Maybe people won't recognize you, why are you so hot! ”

"Auntie, I'm just scared." I wanted to use the mourning policy, but it obviously didn't work very well.

Her voice suddenly rose by three points, slapped the table and said: "If you can't turn against him, you won't admit it, see what he can do?" The old lady dragged so much to the bottom of the relationship, even if he checked the bottom of the world, it was useless, you can rest assured! ”

I nodded in shock at her intimidating presence.

She probably saw that I was a little frightened, or realized that the behavior at the moment was slightly contrary to the previous capable style, so she cleared her throat before she said to me seriously: "Avana, you scared yourself half to death before you saw anyone, you said that if you really saw him, what would you do?" ”

I think I'm going to die ugly......

Tang Jiamo hates others to deceive him the most, unless you have the ability to deceive him for a lifetime, otherwise he will repay you for being wronged and die of old age, and he will have to take revenge back. Just like Song Ye, I heard that he was still pinched to death by him, the nominal chairman, but every time he put forward a bill, he heard that he was always vetoed, and he missed a series of good opportunities to make money, and then he died of hunger over there, starving, but he always wanted to be among the forefront of the department store industry.

Tang Jiamo would rather lose money than get along with Song Ye, not to mention me, I have nothing to threaten him, so naturally the end is bleak. Although I don't think I owe him anything, I have been deceived more overall, but now that I am sober, he may still feel a little guilty about my suicide.

Uh, well, maybe some shades. Imagine that someone you know commits suicide in front of you, and you may still have nightmares when you dream about it in the middle of the night.

If it were me now, I would definitely not be so extreme to separate from Tang Jiamo.

But at that time, I was still young, so young that I was immersed in my own pain, and I didn't understand that in the world of love, it is not how much you give must be rewarded, and I don't understand that some things can be put down with time.

By the time I came to my senses, "Song Kun" was already dead.

"Now that you've figured it out, why be afraid to meet him, he's just a stranger to you now." A muffled voice floated from behind the blue mask.

I rinsed my mouth, spit out the dirty water coefficient, and I couldn't react for a while, and then I remembered that I came to see the dentist today, that is, the handsome dentist in front of me who is loved by the ** - Mu Cheng, it is the age of a flower, that is, I am used to being mean on weekdays, and ordinary women can't get close.

The reason why he and I are barely friends is because I have seen him mourn his deceased wife, and because I am thick-skinned. Well, in fact, the reason for the latter may be more dominant.

Mu Cheng can be ranked among the golden bachelors in S City in terms of appearance and family background, but he got married early and killed his wife early. That's not what I said, he said it himself. I heard that the bride had a car accident on the way to get married, and it was really fate that it was not suitable for marriage that day.

"Didn't you pick an auspicious day for the zodiac when you got married?" I said to him with regret.

He was stunned for a long time before he said to me with a black face: "Our family has no religious beliefs. ”

I patted him on the shoulder regretfully, and he looked at me with a neurotic look, and I coughed twice in retort.

"You must love her, don't you?" I learned some classic passages to comfort the surviving people to comfort him, and I was moved to think: Mu Cheng is really an infatuated man, he is willing to keep chastity for his late wife in this good year, and he will definitely be able to mix an archway in ancient times.

Mu Cheng was very calm, with a slight sadness in his eyes, but not the kind of demeanor that went deep into the bone marrow.

He said: "I didn't have time to love her more, she always loved me more than I loved her, she was a very nice girl, cute and warm, I just felt comfortable with her, so when she said let's get married, I said yes." ”

"So, she proposed? And you just think it might be nice to live with her? I frowned, feeling a little unworthy for the girl I hadn't met.

Mu Cheng shook his head, feeling a little emotional: "No, as a man, how can a girl be allowed to do such a thing as a marriage proposal." But it's boring, it's nothing more than flowers and rings, but the stupid girl is moved to cry......"

I recalled the scene when Tang Jiamo proposed to me, he didn't even have flowers, and even the ring was put on for me two years later, which was even more unreliable than Mu Cheng, but I still sniffed angrily at that time.

So sometimes this kind of thing is not expensive in the form, but in the heart.

"I often think that maybe I would have thought better at that time and not propose to her, or how good it would have been if I could love her more when I was with her."

"So now you look like you don't want to enter the house, and you are insulated from the scandal, because you feel guilty about her?"

Mu Cheng put his hand into the pocket of his white coat and raised his eyes to look at me: "At a glance, I know that you haven't experienced life and death much." ”

I nodded honestly, agreeing with him, "Well, it's less than yours." ”

“……”

Just when I felt that he was about to start speaking ill of each other again, he sighed instead, looked at the endless stream of people below, and said flatly: "I don't love her so much, but when she left me, I also felt pain for a long time, I was thinking that one day I really watched the person I loved die, how painful would I be, or how painful should she be when she watched me die?" If loving each other is just to exacerbate the pain of parting, then I'd rather never be together. ”

I was stunned, and I wanted to refute and say: Love also has beautiful and sweet places, you are just hurt, painful, afraid, hidden, life should still look forward.

But when I think about it, what position do I have to say about others, I even the beauty and sweetness of love are wrapped in a layer of disguise, all the pain is just my wishful thinking, and the rest is just deception.

I looked at his lonely and gloomy figure, imprinted with the prosperity outside the window, and suddenly felt a little sad, and unconsciously talked about Tang Jiamo.

This story is not beautiful, but Mu Cheng said that I was luckier than him, because I worked so hard to let Tang Jiamo know that I liked him from beginning to end, and he didn't even have time to start.

I woke him up: "You are rejecting other girls' families so much now, maybe it's another 'too late', no, you don't even have a 'start'!" ”

Mu Chengyun looked light: "You let others live in guilt, and you don't have nightmares at night?" ”

This is the longest line I used when Mu Cheng and I met and attacked each other, in fact, we were both the same, living in our own nightmares and stagnating.

Just like he asked me now, since I feel that I am already a stranger to Tang Jiamo, why am I afraid to meet him. The reason why I can say it can only be because I deceived Tang Jiamo, afraid that he would take revenge on all the guilt over the years. For some other reason, I don't even have the courage to pull it out of my heart.

"Haven't you heard the old saying 'easy to say, hard to do', although I have figured it out in my head, but my body is still resisting, I am afraid of being beaten."

Mu Cheng: "......"

I coughed a few more times in a pompous gesture, holding my heart, and my voice was deliberately slow and soft: "Didn't you notice that my body was a little weaker when you just checked my teeth?" ”

Mu Cheng glanced at the film under the light and squinted slightly: "Objectively speaking, dentistry is not advanced enough to see that your body is 'weak'. ”

I looked at the unhealthy tooth film in embarrassment, and smiled: "Everything is connected, you see it's because I'm not in good health, my teeth are so bad!" ”

"Oh, you're so weak, it looks like it's time for dentures, just arrived last week with a batch of ...... imported from Germany"

I hurriedly interrupted him: "It must be expensive, I can't afford it!" ”

He nodded: "Well, I was also about to say, don't waste it, this high-end material, I'm afraid your physical condition can't bear it." ”

I was slightly confused.

Mu Cheng: "Isn't it possible to make up for it?" ”

Void can't make up for your sister! I don't swallow it and digest it!