Chen Chen, who turned his head and left, didn't feel good, the dormitory where she and Anna lived together was still her alone for the time being. There is also a Fulang flower with a crooked head in the slender vase at the head of her bed, Zhang Zhe's photo is placed next to it, it is the news photo, he and Zhang Xuan are standing together, Chen Chen printed it out and cut out Zhang Xuan, put it on the photo frame and put it at the head of the bed.

We've been together for so long, and I don't even have a picture of you.

She laughed self-deprecatingly and opened her mailbox to download a revised version of her paper. An unread dark gray 1 is marked at the back of the inbox.

'Dear Ms. Chen Chen

We have received your resume from you to the headquarters of the Law Fund, thank you for your love and expectation of the Law Fund. Unfortunately, your initial academic qualifications do not meet our entry thresholds. We are the new fund under the name of Mr. Bolton, the founder of Law Fund, Sequoia Fund, and we sincerely invite you to participate in our interview on the 12th of this month.

We would be honored to have you in the preparations.

Red Shirt Fund

We look forward to hearing from you. ‘

Attached to the email was the address and the information that needed to be prepared, and Chen Chen carefully reread it, over and over again, over and over again. . .

Law Fund, she thought she wouldn't have the chance to participate in it at all. All companies have a mechanism for internal promotion priority, and being able to get in is her biggest problem. The feeling of the dream being close made her overwhelmed with excitement, Chen Chen took out her phone, she needed someone to share with her now.

The phone was reversed back and forth in my hand a few times. The person she wants to tell the most is Zhang Zhe, but the person she can't tell the most seems to be him. Chen Chen suddenly began to think about what he wanted. If you really want to leave, you should control yourself to end the relationship a year ago, or even accept Luo Yangfan; If you really don't want to end, then why didn't you have a good talk with Zhang Zhe yesterday.

Chen Chen seemed to have returned to the previous few years when he was completely unable to control himself, chaotic and immersed in messy relationships. Expecting someone to accompany you, but fearing others to leave. It turns out that love can really make people change back to their original shape, so what are their previous relationships? Do you seek companionship because you are lonely?

After thinking about it, she decided to choose to escape. This is actually what she has always done. If you can't solve it, you don't think about it, you dodge it, and you deceive yourself that it doesn't matter if it happens or not. It is as dazzling and striking as if you can hide your head in the sand and avoid all the storms, and you refuse to admit that your body is still exposed on the sand.

Of course, the reason for escaping this time is better than every time, because the most important thing in front of her is that she can finally get a little closer to the Law Fund. She needs to know a little more about her opponent in order to win the interview.

She is the same again, taking care of the things in front of her, so that she can think about how to solve another thing that is pressing on her heart.

After Zhang Zhe was admitted to the hospital, he was forced by Zhang Xuan to undergo a comprehensive examination.

"Roll up your sleeves and take your blood pressure." The doctor took a stethoscope and ordered him coldly.

"Don't listen to it if there's no problem." Zhang Zhe didn't dare to roll up his sleeves.

"If you don't let me listen, how can I check for you." The doctor put down his things and looked at him disapprovingly.

"Then don't check. Never mind. Zhang Zhe stood up and walked out.

"Brother, how's it going? Is blood pressure normal? Zhang Xuan stood up and asked anxiously.

"Well, normal." Zhang Zhe said perfunctorily.

He knew why he was like this, at least better than anyone else thought. On the day he came back from the airport, Zhang Zhe often did this. Knowing the cause of the illness is not worth stressing.

"Ah Xuan, let's go see Xiao Yuan. He's your brother. Zhou Ziang told him that Chen Chen had come to find Zhang Xuan, and he guessed that it should be this matter.

"I don't even know what to put on to look at him." Zhang Xuan laughed self-deprecatingly.

"He's your brother, it's enough for you to love him, it doesn't matter what your expression is." Zhang Zhe looked into his eyes: "Xiao Yuan is waiting for you to let him go home"

Zhang Xuan nodded: "I'll send you back first." ”

"No, it's not far, I don't have any problems, I want to walk alone." Zhang Zhe waved his hand, and without waiting for Zhang Xuan to answer, he left alone.

Zhang Xuan didn't chase after him, and quietly watched his back as he left. Just like when he was a child, Zhang Zhe stood alone at the door waiting for the people of the Wang family to come and see him, and no one can generalize whether this kind of waiting is meaningful. When you firmly believe, you have a support in your heart, and when you have a support in your heart, you will not collapse and compromise.

Zhang Xuan, who went home alone, ate as usual and filled the bathtub with water. It's gray and it's probably going to rain. He still remembered that Chen Chen hated rainy days, and when there was no sunshine, she would always feel uncomfortable, and she always had to turn on the heating a little more.

Zhang Zhe picked up the eyebrow knife, looked at his arm full of wounds, and on his wrist, along the traces of the first wound, blood gushed out from the thin line of the same wound, Zhang Zhe felt a burst of relief, and closed his eyes heavily.

The ceiling seemed to be getting lower and lower, and it was about to weigh on him. Zhang Zhe used all his strength to take his bleeding wrist out of the warm water and put his arm on the edge of the bathtub. Within ten minutes, the blood will clot on the wound and stop the bleeding. Zhang Zhe looked at the ceiling, unsure of what he would do next.

And Zhang Xuan, who was walking in the other direction, was going to see Xiaoyuan.

Zhang Yuan squatted in the living room to paint his newly bought flower pots, and when there was a knock on the door, he thought it was a courier. Looking at Zhang Xuan's slightly haggard eyes outside the door, he suddenly blamed himself.

"Brother, you're here." He hung his head and didn't dare to look at Zhang Xuan again, so he got out of the way and let him in.

In the messy living room, paint was piled up on the floor, and white flower pots were piled up in the corners, rubbing a few black marks on the corner walls. A row of brightly colored flower pots on the balcony blows the wind against the sun.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xuan jumped in the middle of the mess, sat on the sofa and raised his legs.

"They say that my paintings are very beautiful, and I paint a few flower pots to earn pocket money." Zhang Yuan unnaturally tugged at the corners of his clothes, and the paint rubbed all over the T-shirt.

"Xiaoyuan, can't you really like girls?" Zhang Xuan hesitated for a moment and asked.

"No, brother." He let go of the corners of his shirt and sighed. I thought I was finally understood, but it turned out that it was still a cliché about whether I could change it back. The feeling of loss took over the heart at once, and Xiao Yuan suddenly wanted to kick his brother out.

"In the future, my boyfriend will pass the pass between me and Zhang Zhe, and he is not allowed to kiss him in front of me."

Zhang Yuan wasn't quite sure what he heard, Zhang Xuan frowned, and his impatient look was the same as before. seems to be reluctant to marry his daughter's father, "Brother... The heart that fell to the bottom of the valley returned to its original position in an instant, and Zhang Yuan cried and hugged Zhang Xuan.

"Mom asked me to take good care of you, I can't bring Mom back to you, but I can give you a good life; Now too, I can't make others not look at you differently, brother, you can try again, so that others don't dare to say anything to you in person. I'm just a relative of you, and I don't know how to love you, I'm just afraid that your future will be difficult. ”

"I don't care what other people do, brother, it's enough for me to have you."

Dependence on each other sounds simple, but only those who have experienced it can understand. No one can understand the loneliness of having only one other. If the person who depends on each other can't accept his difference, that's the most desperate thing. Understanding is given by strangers, how uncomfortable it must be.