Chapter 4: The Wound in the Heart

Christmas soon ushered in, and this year's annual meeting of Xinrui was held on this day.

Qi Ran, as a cutting-edge new design director, is naturally in the limelight.

The annual meeting will be held on the top floor of the Jiangzhou Hotel.

Qi Ran changed his usual OL professional suit and changed into a blue long skirt dress.

The skirt design with a short front and a long back shows off her slender legs.

The host of the annual meeting is a well-known program host in Jiangzhou, and the high-level hosting has kept the atmosphere of the entire annual meeting fully active.

Pei Momin, the regional general manager of Xinrui South China, rarely appeared on such an occasion.

It is said that cutting-edge is the world of women, and cutting-edge women are the leading benchmarks in the fashion world.

Pei Momin spoke a long time on the stage, as the general manager of the cutting-edge South China region, it is natural that the ability to speak official words is needless to say.

"This year, the performance of our cutting-edge has reached a new peak, and every employee of Xinrui has made great contributions. And on this special day, I would like to give a special thank you to our cutting-edge design director, Qi Ran. ”

Qi Ran stood under the stage and kept a faint smile.

"Next, I want Qi Ran to come to the stage to talk about his work experience this year, and everyone applauds and welcomes it."

Under the attention of everyone, Qi Ran lifted her skirt and walked onto the stage.

When he held the microphone in his left hand, the blue ribbon on his left wrist danced, which attracted the attention of many people at once.

This is the second time that Qi Ran has appeared at the party with a ribbon on his left wrist, and the last time was his inaugural celebration banquet. Such a novel and eye-catching shape naturally attracts the attention of many people.

Qi Ran said unhurriedly the lines he had prepared a long time ago.

Everyone present knew that the person standing on the stage at this time was only 25 years old, but they could all see that this young woman was so capable.

"When I first became the director, someone questioned me on the spot that I was a vase, and I was silent at the time, because I wanted to prove it with reality a year later, why did I Qi Ran become the design director of the cutting-edge South China region. I know I'm still young, but that's never a reason for me to be looked down upon. In the new year, I hope that every member of the new cutting-edge can show their own strength and make the new cutting-edge better. ”

Qi Ran's strength in his career is not concealed.

Song Yi looked at the radiant people on the stage from afar. I drank the wine in my hand, but I couldn't be happy.

Their relationship has long become unusual in the past five years, but it does not mean that he will be happy because of the success of her career. Because he prefers her to be a gentle woman and be able to put away her edge, Song Yi admitted the contradiction in his heart, he helped her and achieved the success she wanted, but he didn't want her to be too good, she was afraid that Qi Ran would be too dazzling, and the light would stab her.

"Qi Ran, you are very good, I will hand over the new talent to you, and it is really right."

Qi Ran drank Pei Momin's toast.

Pei Momin is a woman with great communication skills, and although she is now *, she is still a famous courtesan in Jiangzhou's business circle.

Qi Ran knew that the last thing she could do was socializing, but in this year, she had tried to learn to communicate.

She wanted more than just a design director position.

The annual meeting continued, and gradually Qi Ran drank a lot.

Pei Momin stood in the corner, the man beside him was gentle and elegant, dressed in a white suit and cut decently.

"This girl is very much like me when I was younger."

"No, she's tougher than you."

The man looked at the blue figure in the crowd, although Pei Momin was Qi Ran's boss, he didn't know much about Qi Ran's private behavior. At least, there was absolutely no understanding of the man next to her.

"Mo Yun, don't blame my sister for not reminding you, there is a Song Yi behind her."

The man smiled disdainfully, Song Yi? Qi Ran, no matter who it is, I will let them leave you one by one.

Qi Ran called Song Yi after the end, and soon Song Yi's car stopped at the door of the hotel.

Before Qi Ran got close, the people in the car had already come to her first, their shoulders were warm, they looked at the extra coat on their bodies, and said thank you with a smile.

"It's really okay, I don't even bring a piece of clothing. What should I do if I get sick on such a cold day. ”

Song Yi blamed in his mouth, but in action he still took people to the car with concern.

Qi Ran drank too much tonight, so he leaned on the seat and didn't talk when he got into the car.

"Drinking too much? Uncomfortable? I bought you yogurt. ”

Qi Ran held his forehead and shook his head.

Song Yi looked at the ribbon on her wrist, subconsciously held her hand, and Qi Ran opened his eyes vigilantly.

Seeing that Song Yi wanted to untie the ribbon on her wrist, the thorns on Qi Ran's body immediately stood up.

"Song Yi, you let go of me!"

Song Yi easily removed the ribbon on her wrist and forehead in her struggle.

Looking at the scars with a pink scar on them, Song Yi's heart sank, and his eyes were red and dripping blood.

At first glance, it was a recent scar.

"Why do you still think about him? Qi Ran, why are you just unwilling to let yourself go! ”

No wonder she didn't want to leave Jiangzhou for more than five months, no wonder she still had a lukewarm attitude towards him, because she was still thinking about him.

Qi Ran withdrew his hand, his eyes as cold as ice.

She knew that Song Yi's current state was like a lion who would go crazy at any time.

"Bang!" Song Yi's clenched fist slammed heavily on the steering wheel. There is a fire burning in his heart, he is angry, but he doesn't know how to vent.

"Ranran, it's been five years, you know?"

Qi Ran was silent, his right hand tightly holding his left wrist.

Song Yi looked at her face and couldn't wait to ask, "How about it, you won't be so cold when you face me?" ”

Qi Ran's first suicide by cutting her wrists was in the year they first met, when she had the first scar carved on her hand.

Because of the suicide attempt, the roommate was frightened and applied to the school to let Qi Ran stay out.

Song Yi found a relationship and rented her an apartment near the school.

Then, by chance, Song Yi knew the reason why Qi Ran cut his wrists, and also knew the relationship between Qi Ran and that person for the first time.

He thought he was going to die, but he chased her for five years.

Over the years, Qi Ran has had more and more scars on his wrists. She said, "When you think of him, you make a stroke on your wrist, and your heart doesn't hurt so much." ”

Song Yi didn't know how long it would take for Qi Ran to forget that person, in the past two years, Qi Ran's physical condition had improved, and he thought that she would not hurt himself again, but today, he saw a new scar on her hand.

Silence continued in the carriage, and Song Yi struggled to calm his anger.

"Ranran, have a good rest at home tomorrow, I'll ······ later"

"Song Yi, I won't forget him."

Qi Ran's words were very calm, but the more he spoke in such a calm tone, the more he slept and made him uncomfortable.

"Song Yi, I won't forget him."

"Song Yi, I won't forget him."

She repeated this affirmation to him over and over again.

"Ranran, will you let him go?"

As soon as Song Yi finished speaking, Qi Ran opened the car door and was about to leave.

Song Yi hurriedly caught up.

Qi Ran's high heels stepped on the floor, and in this cold night, he made a neat sound, and he clasped it on his heart one after another.

"Ranran, where are you going?"

Before Song Yi grabbed her arm, the clothes on her body had already fallen off because she was walking too fast.

Song Yi caught the clothes and strode after her, wrapping her thin body tightly with the clothes. Hold the person tightly from behind. "Ranran, can you not always sentence me to death without saying a word!"

Every time she touched the slightest bit of that person between them, she would raise a thorn all over her body and stab him bloody.

"Song Yi, let go of me!"

Qi Ran didn't struggle, but the way she spoke coldly did make people even more chilled.

"Ran Ran ······"

"Don't call me that!"

Qi Ran scolded sharply.

Song Yi's heart sank to the bottom again, Song Yi slowly let go of her, walked in front of her step by step, and kept retreating with vain steps, "Hehe, don't you allow me to call?" Don't be stupid, Qi Ran, it's impossible for that person to call your name anymore, Qi Ran, do you think he'll come back if you keep living in your memories? ”

Song Yi roared desperately, he didn't care what the people around him thought of them, he only knew that he was going crazy, there was a breath in his chest, it was extremely uncomfortable, it was like a * pressed there, and he wanted to ignite it now.

He wanted to tell her that his heart would hurt and hurt.

"Get out!"

Qi Ran threw his coat on the ground again, turned around and ran forward desperately.

The bustling neon was flickering at night, but the light in her heart was in the endless distance, the cold water hazy her vision, and she couldn't find the way forward.

Qi Ran took off all her disguise and strength, and at this moment she was like an abandoned hydrogen balloon, helplessly floating in the cold night sky.

He's not coming back?

He won't call her in his ear anymore······