Wu Qianlin let out a crying "um", nodded vigorously, and then showed a smile again, "Ding Li, thank you!" ”

Ding Li obtained the "grace permission", and immediately followed Wu Qianlin's figure into her room, and a fragrant fragrance filled the air, making him a little fluttery. He even secretly took a deep breath, eager to inhale all the intoxicating fragrance into his heart.

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"Haha, there isn't necessarily a reason for a single dog. If you can't meet the right person, you don't feel it, you don't give in, you don't force it. Well, get used to a person, and over time, get used to it. Chen Ya smiled indifferently and said faintly.

"Don't compromise, don't force it! It's a good saying, life is not easy, so why force a smile to please others. Ding Li agreed.

Chen Ya chuckled and gave a thumbs up, "Tut, Teacher Ding Li, it seems that you are a man with a story, wow, why don't you tell me about your ...... Love history? ”

Ding Li blushed, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "Where do I have any love history, look at me as an honest and honest person, there is no such thing." But our beautiful and gentle teacher Chen Ya has a terrible love history. ”

"Go...... All this nonsense, how can I have it! Chen Ya blushed and muttered, as if in response to slander.

Ding Li will not reveal her bottom, because his relationship with Chen Ya is not familiar to the bottom, but he is just a colleague, at most he is also a personnel commissioner, and even more so, Ding Li taught a lesson to the hooligan who rubbed oil on the subway, which made Chen Ya have a little good impression of him in his heart. But this trace of favor cannot be the reason for the two of them to know each other. So, they're better colleagues and HR specialists.

Even if Ding Li's heart lake ripples and ripples, maybe this is just a man's instinctive reaction to beautiful girls. Everyone has a love for beauty.

In every man's mind, there is a dream lover. A fictitious perfect woman, or gentle and ladylike, or excellent temperament, or gentle and lovely, or beautiful as a flower.

He chatted with Chen Ya for a few more words, and then it was already time to get off work. Chen Ya left after work, Ding Li sat in front of the computer, logged in to QQ, and just logged in, a message box popped up. He glanced at it, and it was the news of the "Winged Angel".

He really didn't understand, who was this "winged angel" who was sacred? Not only does he know everything about him, but he also frequents him a little "frequently".

Winged Angel: Hi, Ding Li, are you at work?

Ding Li: Well, go to work!

Winged Angel: I'm so bored, you can talk to me!

Ding Limeng, it seems that this "winged angel" has a heart to entangle Ding Li, who is she? A feeling of familiarity and strangeness strikes? It seems that she once had this feeling, and from her tone, it seems that she is also very familiar with his character.

There's only one possibility: it's a friend from the past, who is playing a prank? Ding Li followed his thoughts and brushed up on the people he knew, but all along, he didn't particularly like prankster friends, and he wouldn't do it in such a way.

It doesn't matter who she is, let's talk to her. Maybe in the process of chatting, some details will be occasionally mentioned to let Ding Li know who she is.

Therefore, Ding Li also replied: What do you want to talk about?

Winged Angel: Huh? Let's talk about your current situation!

Ding Li: Well, I'm working as a human resources specialist now, and I have interviews every day, so I don't have anything to say. Or tell me about you, where are you from?

Winged Angel: Earthlings!

Ding Li: Haha...... I'm still a Martian, and if you don't tell me anything, I'll suspect you're a bad person.

Winged Angel: Really? So what kind of bad person do you think I am?

Ding Li: Special hook. A bad woman who leads me to a simple man, haha......

Winged Angel: ......

Ding Li looked at the dialog box again, the head of the winged angel had turned gray-white, he breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to himself: "Okay, you are a thousand-year-old fox and a thousand-year-old spirit, you provoked me first." ”

Of course, he will not have any psychological burden because of the ignorance of the winged angel, maybe this is also the so-called 21st century, the Internet has pulled people into two ends - the North Pole and the South Pole. The relationship between people has also become increasingly estranged.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, Ding Li cleaned up and walked out of the Industry and Trade Building, at this time it was already the beginning of the lights, the bustling Shenzhen market, in the night, a little tired, he squeezed into the crowded subway.

Standing in the crowd, with the speed of the subway, even up and down, he has become accustomed to the rhythm.

It is difficult to survive in the cracks, no one will pay attention to who you are, and similarly, you will not care who the people around you are, whether it is a dignitary or an ordinary person, there will be no division of 369 and so on in the subway.

It would be nice if life was like this, with the same ticket in your hand, the same gate in your hand, and the same train. As long as you can afford such a ticket, as long as there is enough place in the train.

But life is far from like that, life is more like going out and choosing different means of transportation, in the fifties and sixties, having a bicycle, that was an eye-catching thing. But in today's world, even in the same city, some people choose taxis, some people choose buses or subways, and some people drive themselves, which is a difference.

If you cross different cities, some people choose trains, even if they are trains, they are also divided into K, Z, T, and even bullet trains and high-speed rail. Even high-speed rail is divided into first-class, second-class, and business-class. And some people choose airplanes, some people choose buses.

Those who take buses can't run high-speed rail, and those who take high-speed trains can't run planes. Life should be such a normal state, and it is by no means a subway ticket in your hand, and anyone can take the same subway.

Every morning and evening in the subway, it is Ding Li's time to think, from himself to the entire first-tier city - Shenzhen, from the sophistication of human feelings to the promotion of the workplace, he is like an ascetic, the body is lì, to feel the city.

He even likes to think like this in the crowded subway, whether in the workplace or in life. But what he wanted to figure out the most was still his "mystery of his life experience", and it was still his heart-immortal heart.

The memory of two lifetimes, the heart of immortality, the gate of the Xuan Realm...... These questions bombed his head like bombs. But there is one thing, in fact, Ding Li has realized that he can't go back to Longchen Continent, he can only live in the Shenzhen City, can only work in the Shenzhen City, and can only become a part of the Shenzhen City.

Even he needs to be like all people who come to work hard in the deep market, he needs to pay sweat, hard work, and wisdom, whether it is the promotion of the workplace or the survival and development of the city, it is so ordinary and urgently needs him to face.

People would not treat him with special privileges because of his immortality, and even if he told the people around him about it, they would only treat him as a psychopath, and the fat landlady would not reduce his rent because he had special abilities.

This is already a cruel reality, this is already an indisputable fact, and this is already Ding Li's irresistible truth.