For me, the current Liu Qingyun makes my feelings a little complicated.

Her feelings for me, which are not hot, but which I can't escape, make me always have a faint anxiety in my heart when facing her.

It's like back then, she said to me that I was the only person she felt right about, and she said to me that she just wanted it now.

All of this made me want to escape, but I couldn't.

It's not that I don't want to accept her feelings, it's just that the summer evening makes me feel that there are still some psychological obstacles.

I didn't tell her what I had done today, and I didn't want to give her any promises too soon.

The café is designed with great attention to protecting the privacy of the guests, and on the partition in the middle, I can see that there is a thick, well-concealed soundproof cotton, which grows there like flowers and plants.

There was a mellow violin sound in my ears, I couldn't hear what the people next to me were saying, and they naturally couldn't hear the conversation between me and Liu Qingyun, I was very satisfied with this environment, although the issues we were about to discuss were not what needed to be kept confidential, but it was better to be cautious about things at work.

Liu Qingyun seemed to understand what I meant, and as soon as she came, she handed me the document in her hand, she was not wearing the usual professional suit, but wearing a bohemian long dress, and her long chestnut hair was slightly curled and hung down on her waist.

She made me feel a little strange, as if the side I had seen her in the past was just one page in the book.

I used to think that the summer evening was all I had in my life, but now, putting aside the kind of loyal feelings for the summer evening, I gradually began to seriously observe every woman around me.

I know that my behavior may be very different from before, and even seem a little scumbag, but in the summer evening, everything she did made me realize more clearly that her eyes will not stay on me forever, and I don't need to be like before, a small heart, I can only let her go alone.

While looking at the information in my hand, I chatted casually with Liu Qingyun, chatting about topics that I would never have involved with other women before.

How the weather like today?

Do you think the place I'm in still pleases you?

Do you want to go to the movies? There are favorite movies and we can be together in a few days.

I was doing everything I hadn't done before, saying things I had never said before.

After completely wanting to let go of the summer evening, I suddenly saw that the weather in my eyes was so vast, and with my talent, I was far from needing to think of myself as the lowest ant as before.

Either he was far behind Liu Jiayang, or he was attached to Xia Wan's side with a humble attitude.

Speaking of Liu Jiayang, my feelings are still a little complicated.

As I thought before, I felt that I had returned the summer evening to her, but at the same time I had a sense of revenge in my heart.

It's as if I had clearly seen the true face of Xia Wan, but I still didn't stop her and pushed her to Liu Jiayang's side.

If I saw Xia Wan and Liu Jiayang together before yesterday, I might still be thinking that Xia Wan is just because I haven't seen Liu Jiayang for a long time, because of me, there will be some intimate actions with Liu Jiayang, and there will be more communication, maybe I will still forgive Xia Wan.

But after the scene I saw yesterday, after seeing the side of Xia Wan, what reason do I have to lie to myself?

left my summer evening, in front of others, it was so coquettish and cute, even so coquettish.

It was a summer evening that I had never seen before, and after seeing such a scene, I suddenly remembered that the summer evening in my memory was so hypocritical, false, and even disgusting.

I suddenly felt as if my soul had left my body, watching this scene after scene without emotion.

My body was talking and laughing with Liu Qingyun in a completely different style from the past, and even while looking at those documents with the most serious attitude, considering all the feasible and non-feasible parts of those materials.

And in my heart, I am constantly thinking about the past, dissecting the summer evening from my heart little by little.

Maybe I've been used to it all these years in my life, putting my posture too low, too low, and when I look at Xia Wan from the perspective of the first bystander, I suddenly feel how ridiculous my past self is.

Even in the summer evening, she never considered whether I would forgive her, which is why every time I found those clues, the summer evening was able to deal with me easily.

In my eyes, I am just a plaything in the palm of her hand, a lowly slave, and I will only obey her again and again, without trying to resist.

Even if there are some small struggles, in the end, I will continue to dedicate everything in my life to her.

My indifferent and confused soul that is out of my body keeps telling me that my current choice is the most correct, no matter what kind of development I will have in the future, but I will become better if I leave the summer evening.

After reading the information, I used my notebook to record a lot of the problems I discussed with Liu Qingyun, and planned to discuss and solve them with other people in charge of the company after I officially returned to work.

I kept those records and closed my notebook, only to find that Liu Qingyun was looking at me seriously.

I don't know why she looked at me with such serious eyes, but the way she looked at me with her elbows on her chin while stirring her coffee filled my heart with a warm current.

That's what I crave the most: when I'm writing code, I sit in the sun on a summer evening, with a cup of hot coffee or hot milk, and look at me as if I'm all she has in her life.

When I finish the day's work, my lovely wife will come over to give me a hug and say to me: Husband, you have worked hard, thank you for working so hard and making my life so happy.

That's what I used to be with Xia Wan just together, and I eagerly longed for.

But there has never been a scene like that.

I never told the summer evening what I wanted, I was used to it, and the summer evening kept asking for me.

I even think that this kind of request is an expression of love, and I am satisfied with this kind of demand.

After leaving the summer evening, I may be transformed in a new direction.

"Zheng Yu, did I say that you look really handsome when you are serious," Liu Qingyun said suddenly.

I smiled and shook my head, and packed up the things on the table: "I'm sorry for you today, so I asked you to come over for a small meeting, but I really don't know where to go." I'll treat you to dinner later. ”