In the president's office in the Chinese minimalist style, Chen Weiwei saw Yan Qing's face again that made her emotionally unstoppable, she didn't dare to look at it too much, but walked to the table and put the box in front of her.

"This thing is too valuable, I appreciate the kindness, but I can't accept it, and the original thing will be returned."

After speaking, Chen Weiwei turned her head and walked towards the door, Yan Qing, who was calm just now, got up and rushed to the door to close the door fiercely, Chen Weiwei was dragged by Yan Qing and leaned against the door, his hands crossed on the door just stuck Chen Weiwei's full and soft waist.

Chen Weiwei admitted that she didn't dare or have the courage to look into Yan Qing's eyes, not because his eyes were powerful enough to kill people, but that kind of eyes were like a time-space whirlpool, and if you looked at it more, you would be sucked in and unable to escape.

"Look me in the eye! Why do you want to hide from my gaze? We can obviously intersect in the world of love, but why do you force yourself to change course to parallel? ”

From Yan Qing's tone, Chen Weiwei felt the oppression of a powerful aura, a feeling of soldiers coming to the city.

"It's okay, please get out of the way, I still have something to do, I can't stay here longer"

Chen Weiwei pushed Yan Qing with her hand, and her hand wanted to push it away but touched his chest muscles that were comparable to the breasts of a mature girl, and she couldn't help but push a few more times but it didn't work, Yan Qing's body, who had been focusing on gym homework recently, was much stronger than before.

"Don't stop deceiving endlessly, I saw your mind from your eyes last time, what are you afraid of? What are you running away from? Why deceive yourself like this? Your every move may be able to hide my feelings, but you ask yourself if you can spare your heart? ”

Chen Weiwei couldn't listen anymore when she heard this, she accumulated the strength to eat milk and pushed Yan Qing away, turned around and opened the door and ran towards the elevator. ”

Yan Qing, who was standing at the door of the office, looked at Chen Weiwei, who was running farther and farther, and did not chase him out in time, but stood in place with an expressionless face.

Chen Weiwei ran to the car in the basement at the fastest speed in her life, lying on the steering wheel, her eyes glazed and looking at the empty underground parking lot through the windshield, her cheeks were swept by tears of remorse and dripping on the steering wheel.

With the ticking of time, it is impossible for her to choose to spend the night in this kind of place after all.

Ignition.

Gear.

Catapult start.

The car rushed out of the basement like a fly, and on the way home, Chen Weiwei drove the car in a trance, and the speed did not drop because of the mood.

In the next few days, Chen Weiwei pulled Yan Qing into the blacklist with mobile phone software, wanting to shield him from his life in this way, and use time to erase the memory of Yan Qing that is not much but heartfelt.

She really doesn't want to be sorry for Zixi, and she doesn't want to do things that are worthy of her in her behavior and heart in her lifetime, not to mention facing her best friend.

In order to get out of Yan Qing's world, she even dragged her friends all over the world to introduce her to blind dates like a marriage advertisement, so as to force herself to delete all the memories related to the word Yan Qing.

Life seems to have progressed in Chen Weiwei's short persistence, and she has returned to calm, and she also insists on going back and forth at two o'clock every day in work and life.

The prototype of the unfinished portrait of Yan Qing, which was parked in the bedroom, was still covered with a canvas in Chen Weiwei's repeated struggles, escaping the fate of being torn up, and displayed in the corner of the terrace.

On Tuesday afternoon, the temperature was ridiculously high, and the heat was about to evaporate the oil stored in people's bodies in the form of water.

When she walked near the car door and was about to take the key to open the car door, a pair of men's big hands held down the car door to stop this qiē, at this time there were not many people in the basement, and the empty basement was as eerie and scary as a Hong Kong horror movie.

She didn't dare to look back, she stood there with bated breath, praying in her heart, "It's just bad luck to rob money, but don't rob it, is your body going to be ruined in the garage on the concrete floor like this today!" ”

"How long are you going to hide?"

Chen Weiwei heard Yan Qing's voice behind her, and her extreme nervousness slowly eased down, and her tense body on tiptoe just now lowered.

"You ............"

Without waiting for Chen Weiwei to finish speaking, Yan Qing dragged Chen Weiwei into his car, started the car to open the roof of the Maserati, and drove out of the underground garage with the sound of a symphony of engines.

Along the way, Chen Weiwei didn't answer no matter what she said, but kept increasing the speed of the car, except for the sound of the engine, which was okay.

Romance drove Chen Weiwei and quickly got on a winding road, and the afterglow of the sunset shone on the two of them.

"I said you're dumb! Can you say a word? Where the hell are you going to take me so late? If you don't say anything, I'll call the police."

Chen Weiwei, who couldn't bear it anymore, took out her mobile phone and shouted at Yan Qing beside her.

"If you're not happy, you can choose to unbuckle your seat belt and jump out now, or just shut up and be quiet, and you'll know when you arrive"

Yan Qing drove the car and didn't reply.

The car quickly drove along the winding mountain road to the top of the mountain, it was already night at this time, what shocked Chen Weiwei was that there were lilies all around here except for a road, and the fragrance of blooming lilies hit people, and you could see the stars in the sky when you put down the seat behind you, this is probably the closest place to the sky in this city, the feeling of low stars can be picked up with your hand, and you can see it so clearly, I don't know where the fireflies come from around the car, and some even fell on Chen Weiwei's body, The whole person is as shiny as if it has been coated with phosphor.

Chen Weiwei was stunned by the scene in front of her, looking at this qiē intently, she didn't reach out to let the firefly fall into her palm, at this moment she felt her lips become moist, it was Yan Qing who suddenly came up and gently kissed Chen Weiwei's smooth lips with lip gloss, the two lips were tightly entangled together, Yan Qing actually stretched out her tongue affectionately and slid into Chen Weiwei's lips.

After a while, Yan Qing let go and Chen Weiwei took out the platinum necklace from the car again.

"Thank you for letting me know last time, it turns out that love is like life, and sometimes you need to do more to do your best than to do more, but now will you refuse?"

Chen Weiwei half-squinted her eyes and smiled toothlessly.

Yan Qing carefully brushed away her black hair and put this white gold necklace on her neck.

The fireflies surrounding are also witnessing the happiness and sweetness of this moment for the two of them.

On the top of the hill surrounded by fireflies and lilies, Beijing, which usually looks a little dark and cruel, is lit up with extra warmth today, like a cosmic starry sky near the sun.

Chen Weiwei's tofu scum project to defend the bottom line of love has been broken, it seems to be solid and is actually what it looks like, but it looks indestructible from the outside, and the actual core has long been empty.

At this moment, Chen Weiwei, who has been deceiving herself, finally proved with her actions that in the face of Yan Qing, she was a captive deserter who had lost her armor in the world of love, and in the face of Yan Qing's unexpected formation, she willingly gave up the last resistance and sank into it, even if it would end up like a broken bone one day.

Chen Weiwei took Yan Qing's hand and lay on the seat of Maserati, looking up at the night sky, at this time she didn't know if there would be such a romance in the future, and she didn't know where the two would go after tonight, but she didn't want to leave a trace of regret for this romance.

"Let's go to the back row, shall we?"

Chen Weiwei is like a drunk cat, her voice is sassy and sour, which is a little uncomfortable.

Yan Qing looked at Chen Weiwei and didn't say anything, he moved from the main driver in front to the back seat, full of anticipation that there would be some unexpected interlude performance, but he didn't expect it to be prepared in advance before coming, maybe it would be Chen Weiwei's passionate improvisation.

Chen Weiwei, who was sitting in the back row, leaned on Yan Qing's shoulder, held Yan Qing's hand tightly, her head was the same as eating a small amount of ******, and she rubbed back and forth on Yan Qing's right shoulder irregularly to feel the long-lost love, that was the first time she had a sense of happiness with the boy in the next class of high school when she was 16 years old, this feeling is really like an old friend who has been reunited for many years, which makes people feel warm and nostalgic.

In this way, the two of them provided a shelter for the fireflies who created the atmosphere on the top of the mountain, and even donated blood for the wolf-like mosquitoes until one o'clock in the morning, and then drove away from the top of the mountain and returned along the mountain road.

On the dark mountain road, only the white light emitted by the two eyes of the front of the Maserati illuminates the road ahead, and after the passion fades, Chen Weiwei has turned back into the timid literary girl, although Yan Qing is by her side, but she still feels that her back is cold, and the black shrouded mountain road is a little panicked.

"You better send me back to the company first, I want to go back to the basement and drive the car"

Chen Weiwei looked at Yan Qing, who was concentrating on driving, and wanted him to accompany him to pick up the car in the basement.

At this point in time, she was really scared to stay in the basement of the building, where she could hear the echo of her breath, worried that she would come across something unclean and entangle her.

"That's it, Weiwei, it's too late today, I think I'd better send you home first, and as for the car, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

To be honest, Yan Qing was also worried that it would be unsafe for Chen Weiwei to drive that Ferrari through the streets at such a late hour.

"But I really want to drive it back, please give me a ride?"

The stubborn Chen Weiwei insisted on going back to the company to drive the car, and couldn't help but start the princess's temper again, which really made Yan Qing unable to resist.

Yan Qing drove the car into the city and stopped on the side of the road, looking at Chen Weiwei, who was chattering all the way, as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, and insisted on her opinions endlessly, as if Yan Qing, the driver, should be taken for granted.

"In this way, you don't have to go over, you give me the keys, and I will personally drive the car back for you, and you can just wait at home."

Yan Qing, who originally wanted to surprise Chen Weiwei today, really didn't expect that this toss could be delayed until so late in the morning, and he began to look impatient when he was disturbed by sleep.

"Then how are you going back?"

Chen Weiwei saw that the night had darkened, and there was no one on the street except for the supercar whistling by and busy going to nightclubs, of course, except for him {her} The two of them continued to discuss this uninteresting thing here.

"I'm nothing! It's a big deal to spend the night at your house if you don't go back, it's almost dawn anyway."

Yan Qing, who was docile enough, really couldn't bear it anymore, and her eyes widened and she choked at Chen Weiwei, who was full of energy beside her.