The cold voice pierced my heart like a sharp sword. I don't want to hide the little glint in my eyes. The surface is as calm as a pool of water. There wasn't a ripple.

Obviously, my heart is already very painful. It's almost impossible to hide it. I'm still strong. Pretend not to care more than he does. Looking at Wen Yimo's eyes, he said word by word: "Yes. It really has nothing to do with me. None of your qiē has anything to do with me. I never wanted to know."

One sentence invisibly shortened the distance between the two people. It's so close. But it's so far away. Untouchable.

I have to be so "indifferent". I can't help but hook the corners of my lips. Mocking myself: I didn't become an actor. It's a bit of a pity, isn't it.

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. But I heard Wen Yimo's voice talking to himself behind him. It's so small, so tiny that it's almost inaudible." I know. I understood it from the beginning."

Just a sentence mixed with a little loneliness. A little sad. I stopped and didn't look back. But I "chuckled" in my heart. I don't know if I'm hallucinating. Or self-inflicted again.

"I'll go first." The tone is very calm. I'm always good at camouflage. Good at hiding feelings without a trace.

"It's so late. Stay."

"Not necessarily."

At the same time as Wen Yimo said the last word. I almost didn't hesitate to refuse.

Some people. Some love. What's yours is yours. No one can snatch it away; None of yours belongs to you after all. Even if it's a painstaking effort. Even if you hit the wall and break the head, you can't force it.

Wang Yuan's words once again lingered in my ears with great clarity. It's like a knife that always stabs my heart all the time. reminds me of the pain in my heart." Let it go. I beg you to spare Wen Yimo, okay? Don't hurt him anymore. Don't bother us again. We'd be better off without you."

Wen Yimo turned on all the lights in the living room. The room suddenly became bright. The intense light pierced the eyes and barely opened them. It took a few blinks to get used to.

I struggled to remember a few hours ago. I threw up a mess when I got out of the hotel. Then got in the car. Wake up and be here. Could it be that you got on the wrong bus?

It turns out. Yes. I did get on the wrong car.

Wen leaned lazily on the sofa and supported his head with one hand. Idle a little tired and sleepy. Raise your eyelids slightly and look at me." It's only three o'clock in the middle of the night. Are you sure."

I looked down at my own shadow on the ground. Feel like you want to be a clown in the spotlight. I couldn't help but get nervous after being illuminated by the strong light. Just now, because of the darkness, Wen Yimo couldn't see my expression clearly. Now I'm afraid that he will catch any of my strangeness. Despite trying to calm yourself down. But the voice was still slurred: "That...... Trouble Wen can always ......"

"I can't." Wen Yimo saw through my thoughts. I didn't wait for me to say no. He's probably annoyed. Just close your eyes and sleep. Ignore me anymore.

I was at a loss. Standing still and not knowing what to do. Wen Yimo's apartment is far from home. Not to mention that it is not safe to walk in the middle of the night. I'm afraid it's hard to get a taxi.

Long. Wen Yimo explained: "I drank a little alcohol tonight and couldn't drive. Sleep under this. I'll send you back tomorrow morning when I wake up."

"Oh. So where do I sleep?" I just woke up and the room I was in was the master bedroom. After all, I'm the guest of this house. It's really not good to sleep in the master bedroom. In other words, there is a reason where guests sleep in the master bedroom.

"Sleep wherever you wake up."

"Ahh I...... What about Yuanyuan. In the guest bedroom. I'm going to squeeze with her." I had just taken two steps and it didn't seem right. They are already living together. I seem to be ruining their "good deeds" by doing this, and I suddenly feel that I am too redundant. You can't stand there." Belch. Never mind. I'd better sleep on the couch."

A look of surprise flashed across Wen Yimo's face. Wang Yuan lives here."

I looked at him a little dumbfounded and nodded.

Wen Yimo frowned. He asked in a deep voice, "How do you know?"

I was confused. Isn't it? It's obvious enough that there are so many women's clothes in the room. Doesn't that imply that you are living together?

"I see there's her clothes in the closet." Answer honestly.

His face changed suddenly. Turn your back to me. Cover your head with a pillow on the couch. Extremely impatient to chase people." Come on. Turn off the lights and go to bed. Don't talk without my permission."

I don't know where I him off. I had to turn off the lights in a playful way. Then he slipped into the master bedroom. Wen Yimo slept on the sofa in the living room.

I couldn't sleep at first. Picked up the photo on the bedside table and looked at it again and again. This is a family portrait of Zhang. It was probably taken when he was seven or eight years old. He is also wearing a school uniform and a red scarf. The background is the school. He stood between Wen Dong and a woman with a certificate of merit. Woman holding two-year-old baby girl in her hands. This is Wen Yimo's mother.

"Wow. It's beautiful." I can't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart.

A mere photo doesn't satisfy me at all. So I went to the bedside table very immorally. There is a photo album inside. The style is relatively old, like the one used by the previous generation when they were young. But it is not difficult to see that Wen Yimo is well preserved. The appearance is not worn.

I read page by page carefully. It records Wen Yimo's appearance from childhood to adulthood. There are also celebration photos of each award and birthday party. Each photo is dated underneath.

Little did I know there would be a picture of me. There are a lot of students around. It is estimated that it was taken on the first day of school. The big red banner at the entrance of the school that reads "Welcome New Students" is very eye-catching. The photo shows the back of a girl in a pale gray dress not far behind him. Isn't that me?

I was stunned for a moment. I think maybe it's just a coincidence.

Sure enough, I didn't have any photos of me.

I secretly tore out the 5-inch photo on the middle page and put it in my wallet. Take one and you won't find out.

When I wake up in the morning. Wen Yimo was already sitting at the table eating breakfast. There was also an untouched breakfast across from him. Is it for Wang Yuan? I looked around but didn't see Wang Yuan.

Wen Yimo blows away the hot steam from the hot milk. While drinking, he reminded, "Why are you standing there stupidly. Come and have breakfast. I'm going to work later. Don't delay me."

I sat down and said with some embarrassment, "Wang Yuan, she left so early."

And Wen Yimo looked at each other up close. His eyes are dark. Very dark. I can even see my own reflection clearly inside Hitomi. It would be nice if every day could be like this. But I know I can only hope in my heart. I know how unattainable this happiness is these days. The slightest closeness in my mind immediately retracted. Sue yourself and don't think much about anything.

He didn't answer. They didn't bother me anymore. Instead, they continued to eat breakfast in silence.

After eating, Wen Yimo drove me downstairs and left. I stood there in a daze. Watch the car drive away.

"Mom, you're back." An Ming suddenly jumped in front of me from behind. Hugged my leg in surprise." Don't look at it. Uncle Wen is gone."

I was a little embarrassed to retract my gaze. Even if An Ming saw his thoughts. I still don't admit it. Tried his best to quibble: "How can there be. Don't talk nonsense."

"It's not good to lie. It's a bad boy." An Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. A look of "a qiē is in my grasp". Imitate the tone of an adult and talk to me.

Speechless......

"Alright, young master. I'm running late for school." Hearing Wu's mother urging. An Mingcai hurriedly jumped into the car. He pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "Oops. How many times have I said it. Mrs. Wu, don't call me little master. Call me An Ming."

Mother Wu then got into the car." OK, OK, OK. Little Master. Wu Po changed her words later."

"......" An Ming rolled his eyes mischievously at Wu's mother. Again, patiently correct mistakes." My name is An Ming. Don't call it Little Master."

It turns out that this little guy still can't understand the meaning of "little master". I always mistakenly thought that Wu's mother was called the wrong name.

Wu Ma has no choice but to compromise." Wu Po remembered. I'll call you An Ming from now on."

An Ming took Wu's mother's arm and said to the driver, "You can drive." Suddenly rolled down the window again. The little head sticks out. Shake your pink little hands and say goodbye to me." Mom. Remember to pick me up in the afternoon."

I waved to him too. Say, "Got it."

As soon as you enter the door. He Xiaofeng is knitting a sweater. When he saw me coming back, he put down his needle and thread. Asked, "Have you had breakfast?" If not, I'll do it for you."

"No, I don't. I've eaten it. Where's Daddy?"

He Xiaofeng said: "He went to the company first. Before leaving, tell you to report directly to your department later."

"Okay." I'll simply freshen up. I changed into a formal suit and went to the company.

"Hello Miss Liu." All the way unimpeded. All employees in the company will take the initiative to greet me when they see me. Attitude respectful. Even though I expected this to be the case. But I'm still a little flattered.

"Hmm. Hello." I kept smiling the whole time. Nod to them.

"Miss. You sit." Mu Zhenfei, head of the engineering management department, hurriedly got up and gave me a seat. He also poured water for me personally. The smile is brighter than mine. A face dedicated to courtesy.

It's a "throne" that symbolizes his status, and of course I'm not going to sit on it. I don't put up any shelves. I just found a random spot.

Mu Zhenfei's smile deepened. But he politely said to me, "Miss, sit down."

I want me to sit down with a real ass. It is estimated that there will be someone in the company pointing fingers behind the back. Say I'm putting on a show. I said kindly, "It's okay. Just let me be an ordinary clerk."

Then Mu Zhenfei personally took me to the project management department to report. After a brief introduction of yourself. As a newcomer, you should say something to close the distance. Integrate into the organization faster." When I arrived at the company, there was no chairman's daughter. Naturally, there is no distinction between future heirs and employees. We're all colleagues. I'm not a lady who can play with her temper. So hopefully the minister will be treated equally. Most of you have senior experience. And I'm just a fledgling. You are my seniors, please give me a lot of advice in the future. If something is not done well. Please point it out. What needs to be said is still to be said."