Although the whole interview process was not pleasant, it was finally over, Zhuang Yousheng said everything, and looked at the butterfly in silence, no matter how much he despised women, but the gentlemanly demeanor that should be indispensable at all. He straightened his back and watched the butterfly sort things out there, not knowing what she had written in her beautiful soft notebook.

Watching her quickly drain the cup of coffee in front of her, it was already cold, during which he asked her what she needed to order?

She shook her head and said, no.

He didn't ask again, he was not polite by nature.

He called the waiter and paid the bill. Then he straightened his suit and prepared to leave.

The butterflies wore a white silk scarf there, and by the way, they also had a haircut, and they didn't know when the wind started, but they were already sitting in the open air, and the autumn wind blew the fallen leaves, rolling up the dust, which made people inexplicably sad. However, the sudden chill still made the interview come to an early end.

The butterfly stood up and straightened the hem of her skirt.

The posture is graceful. Zhuang Yousheng had to admit in his heart that if it was under other circumstances, he might be infatuated with this woman, but this happened at the wrong time, this woman was Lin Motian's woman after all, and this relationship made him not want to see her again.

He also stood up, silently waiting for something.

The butterfly knew she was in a hurry. She could feel that Zhuang Yousheng had been looking at her calmly, and she was a little uneasy, after all, being stared at by a tall and tall man made her feel very unnatural.

In fact, the whole interview made her very uncomfortable, and she was looking forward to ending it soon, and she actually had a desire to escape.

When the autumn wind suddenly rose, she felt a chill all over her body, and she didn't even have the desire to ask questions. In the second half, when talking about his plan to return to China and the current situation, he said that he did not have a home in the magic capital, and he was currently living at his brother's house temporarily, and he would move out after buying a house by himself.

Speaking of which, it's almost cold again. Butterflies suddenly don't know what else they want to ask?

A lonely man who has studied abroad for many years, and now he has returned to China alone, what kind of feelings is this. The butterfly seems to be vaguely aware of the reason for the formation of this arrogant temperament in him.

They said goodbye in the autumn breeze. He seemed to have a slight smile on his lips, but Butterfly thought it was her own delusion. His expression stiffened from beginning to end. However, she was still a little moved when she watched his tall body, which was a head taller than herself, disappear into the streets of the autumn wind.

The butterfly head walked south without looking back, cursing himself inwardly, damn interviews, damn men, it's really annoying.

Because she knew that in fact, he had been talking for so long, but he didn't have much useful value, and what he said seemed to have been edited, and it was the same content in all the media. There is no novelty at all, even if such a manuscript can be accepted by the magazine, it is something that I can't agree to, and such a manuscript will definitely make this man laugh.

She certainly couldn't let that happen. She walked all the way, and she was already thinking about how to find a breakthrough point and write something new. Before you know it, you walked to the subway station, and suddenly you didn't want to go home so quickly, and saw a cake shop opposite, and the sweet smell of milk had filled the whole road, as if there was an invisible hand that attracted your attention.

Butterfly couldn't help but want to go in for a stroll, look at those beautiful cakes, tempting desserts, Butterfly couldn't help but pick a piece, asked for a cup of milk tea, and chose a place to sit down. It didn't seem to have fully recovered in his mind, and he kept shaking Zhuang Yousheng's lofty face.

I took out my notebook and looked at the content I just recorded, and then put it down, and then took out my mobile phone to see who was on the line, and the avatar of the diving bird on QQ has been online, and he is either online on the computer, or online on the mobile phone. A diving bird is basically a person who lives completely in the online world. The fascinating thing about the online world is that it's virtual, but it's real.

Suddenly she felt that she missed him so much, and she wrote a post that said, "Hey, are you there?"

Soon the head of the diving bird swayed, and a reply was a: in.

Butterfly was momentarily stumped, she didn't know what she needed to find him.

She couldn't help but put down her phone, looked at the road outside the glass, and became nervous.

The diving bird sent another one: What's wrong?

The butterfly silently looked at the message and replied: nothing. When will you be back?

The diving bird sent an expression and then sent a message: I just came back a few days ago for a meeting.

The butterfly sent one: Oh.

And then there was the silence of each other. Butterflies feel very messed up inside. She knew she wasn't exactly missing diving birds. She always likes to call him Xiao Ying, which has not only become a habit, but also a special feeling. Watching him lazily and nonchalantly solve all the difficulties she raised, she knew that she had long been attached.

Since separating from Fan Fan, she hasn't felt this way for a long time, and she didn't expect that she would be infatuated with a man who was nearly ten years younger than herself, and she always felt family-like in her heart. If he didn't feel it at all, maybe she wouldn't be so obsessed and reluctant. This kind of affectionate attachment, even when I was with Fan Fan back then, did not have it. At that time, she was thinking hard about when it was time to leave.

But now she thinks, when will you actually come into my world?

Since that meeting, he said he was leaving the city. She was not only surprised, but also disappointed. That night, on the way home, she kept thinking, it turned out that it was over like this, it was really over, after all, it was still going to end, why should she be so stupid?

At that time, she felt lonely like never before, and even when her father died, she never felt so sorry for herself.

Suddenly I felt that life was so cruel.

After eating the cake and drinking the milk tea, when she walked to the road again, it was already dusk. After all, it's late autumn, and the sun goes down very early. Butterfly suddenly thought, it will be the winter solstice in a while, it has been five years since my father died, time flies so fast, I didn't go to the grave to visit my father last year, I have to go once this year. I don't know how Aunt Xiao Gao is now? I haven't been in touch with her for a long time, and although there is no affection between them, there is no contradiction or unhappiness. Aunt Xiao Gao is an intellectual woman, and there will be no shortage of etiquette and things to do, but after all, they are a stepmother-daughter relationship, and there will never be that intimate relationship. Although cold, at least it was comfortable.

Along the way, there are small boutique boutiques selling winter coats, leather and boots. Some shops start Christmas business early, with big Merry Christmas spray words and various festive decorations, which is festive.

With a lonely mood, the butterfly quickly burrowed into the subway. When she got home, she turned on her phone and looked at the time, only to realize that the diving bird had sent another one later: help me choose a bracelet.