[458] There is no sympathy
"Let Jinchen take you back to the apartment in a moment?" Lu Xiaoxu said.
"I drove my own ......," Xia Qi was saying, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure across the road, and he froze slightly.
At the door of Sihai Group, Ye Nanqing stood there at some point, and behind him, there were several people standing, and it seemed that they should all be those senior managers of Sihai Group. And a luxury car stopped in front of Ye Nanqing, but he didn't get into the car, but looked at her.
Did he see her? Xia Qi thought.
Although there was a road between her and him, now that she could see him, he could see her too.
Ye Nanqing moved his body and walked towards this side of the road.
And Lu Xiaoxu on the side looked at Xia Qi's gaze, and naturally saw Ye Nanqing.
"God, it's Ye Nanqing, Qiqi, he came towards us, did he see you." Lu Xiaoxu was a little worried. I don't know what the purpose of Lu Dao's own president will let him come over. After all, Lu Xiaoxu is in the Sihai Group, and naturally knows that since his friend got married, he has not seen any other women around his president.
Moreover, the president always wears that cheap silver ring on his finger, and Lu Xiaosu once knew from Xia Qi's mouth that this ring was bought by Qiqi when the two fell in love.
Since Ye Nanqing has been wearing that ring, it means that he has not let go of Qiqi.
"I guess so." Xia Qi replied, Ye Nanqing came over, did she want to say something to her?
"If I knew that I wouldn't have asked you to wait for me downstairs in our company." Lu Xiaoxu regretted.
"It's nothing, he just came over, and nothing happened." Xia Qi comforted the landing Xiaoxu and said.
And in just a moment's effort, Ye Nanqing had already walked in front of Xia Qi. Standing straight, he stared down at her, and the cold and biting cold wind seemed to make his face pale. And the only thing that hasn't changed is probably the indifferent smile on his face.
"How's it going?" It was the first thing he said, like a greeting to a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.
"It's good." Xia Qi replied, unconsciously glancing at Ye Nanqing's left hand hanging by his side. He still wears the ring on the middle finger of his left hand. Although she had told him to take it off, because the ring had no meaning now. But he didn't.
Xia Qi's heart was faintly a little sunk, what does that mean? Does it mean that he still hasn't let go yet? Still chasing that past? Chasing the shadow of her childhood?
She never thought that an unintentional experience when she was a child, when she gradually forgot as the years passed, the other would become clearer and clearer because of the passage of time, and she was always chasing and looking for ......
"Some time ago, I often saw Jun Jinyan's news on the news, don't you feel tired of living with him like this?" Ye Nanqing said, these words seem ordinary, but when you listen carefully, they have a deep meaning.
Xia Qi heard it, he was talking about autism, and asked her if she was tired of living with an autistic person. But what about autism, from the first day she met Jin Yan, she knew that he was different from others.
For so many years, he only cared about her alone, and he only loved her alone. Ordinary people can give everything they can to their loved ones, he is doing his best to give her, and even what ordinary people can't and can't give, he is doing his best to give.
His efforts, his intentions, she saw them all in her eyes and remembered them in her heart. She knew that he would become the president of Jun's Group and learn to make money in order to give her a better life; He worked hard to reach out to the crowd and overcome his autism, so that he could look more like a normal person and not embarrass her.
He will remember every detail of her, remember every word of her, and really take her to heart, which is something that no number of people want to ask for, she can get it, how can she feel tired.
"Not tired. Living with Jinyan, I feel very comfortable and happy. Xia Qi looked directly at Ye Nanqing and said it clearly. Sometimes, for some people, it is better to speak harshly and clearly, so that they can let go of the past and have new possibilities.
And she doesn't want Ye Nanqing to be bound by the past.
"Really?" The smile on the corner of Ye Nanqing's lips seemed to become more and more gorgeous, "Then did you ever have a trace of sympathy when you married Jun Jinyan?" Even if you love him, but ...... Have you ever had sympathy? ”
She raised her eyes, took a deep breath, and gave him a very positive answer again, "No, I married Jinyan just because I love him, and there is not a trace of sympathy in this love." Even when she used to, her feelings for Jinyan were indeed mixed with sympathy. But when she fell in love with him, this sympathy turned into love.
And what is needed is not her sympathy, but her love. If she still has sympathy for Jinyan now, then this sympathy will only blaspheme the love between them.
Ye Nanqing's smile finally froze, and he raised his left hand and poked it towards Xia Qi's cheek......
Xia Qi turned his head sideways and avoided the other party's hand, "Ye Nanqing, please respect yourself." She said, taking two steps back, closing the distance between her and him.
His left hand stayed in mid-air, staring at her face, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled and withdrew his hand, "You're right, I really deserve to be self-respecting. ”
Lu Xiaoxu saw that the atmosphere was really weird, and hurriedly interrupted, "Qiqi, aren't we going to eat together?" I booked a seat, and if I didn't arrive in more than 10 minutes, the seat would be cancelled. She said with a reason, took her friend's hand, and said to Ye Nanqing, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, Qiqi and I are going to have dinner first." After speaking, he pulled Xia Qi and turned away.
Ye Nanqing didn't stop him, just stood in place, quietly looking at Xia Qi's back.
Suddenly, he spoke, "Xia Qi, do you want to know who will win and who will lose in the end?" ”
She paused in her footsteps, and then continued to walk, without looking back or stopping, as if to tell him with practical actions that she had no interest in the matter at all.