Chapter Seventy-One: Heaven Separates
"Sorry, I forgot, I'll tie it up now."
Wei Sixian was about to fasten her seatbelt, and Eric had already helped her fasten it.
"Why did you forget your seat belt, why are you so distracted?"
ββ¦ It's okay, I forgot it by accident. β
"So... Don't forget to turn off your phone. β
The flight attendant hasn't left yet, she should have waited for Wei Sixian to turn off her mobile phone before leaving.
She glanced at the phone in her hand, staring at Twilight's phone number for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking, before turning it off.
Eric watched her stare at her phone for a long time, and thought that she was worried that she had gone to France, and the mobile phone in the mainland could not be used.
He comforted: "Don't worry, when you get there, I will help you get a new mobile phone and mobile phone card." β
Wei Sixian glanced at him, smiled indifferently, and said, "Thank you." β
"Turn off your phone and go to sleep, I'll wake you up when it's almost there."
She nodded and closed her eyes, but she couldn't sleep at all.
In fact, she wasn't worried about her phone at all just now, and she didn't want to call him when she stared at Twilight Yunchen's number, but just ...... But since he will change his mobile phone card when he gets there, his number is still not saved, since he chooses to be separated for a period of time, there is no need to save his contact information, and everything will be fine after this period of time.
Time flies quickly, since Wei Sixian left, Twilight Yunchen's life has been as usual, it seems that there is no wind on the surface, but what they think in their hearts, who knows.
Twilight Yunchen dealt with difficult cases as usual, fought lawsuits, and got off work normally when it came to the point.
He instructed his secretary to take care of the aftermath and plan to leave.
The secretary looked at his back and didn't know why he suddenly stopped him.
"President..."
"How?" Twilight turned her head slowly, the expression on her face unchanged, still as pale as ever.
Realizing what he had done, the secretary instantly felt nervous, and immediately waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I thought you left the document just now, and after thinking about it, you don't need to take it back..."
"Well, your own work is done as soon as possible."
"Okay."
After the reminder, he left without looking back.
An assistant walked in, looked at the secretary still stunned in a daze, and shouted, before pulling her back to her thoughts.
"What do you think, so distracted?"
"I always feel like he's..."
The assistant understood something when he heard this, sighed and said: "I don't know what's wrong with the president, I haven't seen him show other expressions for a long time, he used to laugh more or less, sometimes he came back from outside, and he looked very happy, but since he came back from the airport last time, he seems to have changed as a person, he always looks very serious, and the lawsuit is even more ruthless, alas..."
The secretary nodded, looked at the pile of documents on the table and said: "In the past, he would only take that kind of big lawsuit, but now as long as a case comes to him, he will not refuse, the documents on the table are piled up, not to mention the daily workload, not to mention, even weekends have been occupied, we are nothing, but the president basically has no rest except for the fixed off-duty time, so if he survives, the iron body can't help tossing like this..."
The assistant thought for a while and said: "Maybe it's because I'll forget something when I'm busy, alas, we're just assistants and secretaries, it's enough to do our job well, and we don't need to worry too much about the president's affairs, so let's get to work." β
The secretary was still staring at the door, and said to himself: "I always feel that his back is a little lonely......"
Twilight Yunchen basically incorporated his time into his work, and he thought that maybe as long as he put his heart and soul into his work, he would be able to forget what happened before, and as long as he did, he would forget Wei Sixian's departure.
But he couldn't do it, maybe he only had his body in it, but his heart didn't, and it seemed that he was still floating somewhere, floating all the time.
In fact, since she left, Twilight Yunchen has not only worked, but the first thing he does when he returns to the villa after work every day is to write a diary, recording what he does every day, what cases he handles, how the lawsuit goes, and at the same time, he will write down every moment he thinks about her, all of which will be written in the diary.
In fact, a long time ago, he thought it was very naΓ―ve to keep a diary, but now he has followed suit.
Ever since he left her, keeping a diary every day has been the only thing he's happy about, and even if he doesn't send it, he's satisfied.
Wei Sixian was not very familiar with the rhythm of work there at the beginning of her work in Paris, with the local staff with her, Eric also took care of all aspects of her, she lacked nothing, and someone would immediately correct her if she did anything wrong.
She did learn a lot here, the key is that there are no messy people who will be framed in the back, there is no dark box operation, and the opportunity is great.
It's just that sometimes I feel like life is missing a corner, and sometimes I feel empty when I am very satisfied.
When it was time to get off work, Wei Sixian said hello to Eric, took her small notebook and prepared to leave.
Eric looked at her and picked up the notebook and said, "Are you going under the tower again?" β
"Yes, it's good for your body to walk more."
The two looked at each other and smiled, each of them understood, but they didn't break it, Eric smiled faintly and said, "Then it just so happens that I have nothing to do today, let's go with you." β
"Huh?" Wei Sixian didn't expect him to go suddenly, she usually went alone, but now that he suddenly said this, he was a little at a loss.
Eric seemed to see her nervousness and asked, "What's wrong?" Not feeling well? β
"No, no... No, why are you going there all of a sudden? β
"It's nothing, it's just that you didn't say that walking more is good for your body, anyway, I'm bored, go out for a walk, maybe I can take some unexpected scenery."
Although Wei Sixian was unwilling, she couldn't refuse, after all, she didn't drive the Eiffel Tower.
She nodded, grabbed her bag, and went for a walk under the tower with Eric.
The two of them walked quietly under the tower, neither of them spoke at first, and they probably didn't know what to say.
Eric was the first to speak, breaking the embarrassment.
"It's been a few days since you've been here, are you still used to it?"
"It's okay, although it's the first time I came to France, I felt unfamiliar with life at first, and I wouldn't be used to it, but with you here, you've been guiding me and taking care of me, and I'm very good in all aspects, and I've gradually adapted to it."
"That's the best, I'm afraid you'll not adapt all the time, and if you continue like that, you'll have problems at work." Eric said with a sigh of relief.
Wei Sixian smiled and said, "You're too exaggerated, you're so careful, if it's a problem, then I'm not too stupid." β
"Hahaha, that's what I said."
Wei Sixian, unconsciously, clenched the small notebook in her hand.
In fact, since she came here, she has been in contact with Twilight Yunchen, but she has only communicated in the mailbox in a few words, and the interval is also very long.
During this time, she will basically come to the Eiffel Tower every few days, not just for a walk, the book in her hand is a diary, she came here to record what she has done here every day, how she works, what new things she has learned, and what her mood is every day, she will record in this diary.
Not only the bits and pieces of life, but also the moments that I often come here to take pictures, often capture unexpected moments, and then leave a copy of each photographed work and put it in my diary.
This time, he also planned to come over to record, but he didn't expect Eric to come with him, but he didn't know that she wrote this diary, so it was not good to write it in front of him.
Eric kept walking forward until he overtook her, and asked faintly, "Do you miss him for so many days?" β
Wei Sixian looked at his back, but couldn't see his expression.
"It's okay, it's nothing special, when I went to Hainan to meet you before, didn't I also separate from him for a while, and I don't feel much now."
Actually, no, at the beginning, I was not familiar enough with this place, I was so unfamiliar with everything in France, it was good to have everyone to work with during the day, but at night she would be very homesick, thinking about the big guy, thinking... Twilight Yunchen.
Eric stopped his steps and turned to look at her with an indifferent expression: "Really? β
Wei Sixian really bowed her head and said lightly: "Yes..."
"I have to let go for a while, can't I continue my life without him..."
Eric just watched her quietly, the wind blowing across her face, a strand of hair raised, a faint smile on her face, and the background of the Eiffel Tower behind her, it was simply beautiful.
He immediately had the idea of wanting to take pictures of this beautiful scene, he immediately stood not far in front of her, and said to Wei Sixian excitedly: "Sisi, don't move, just stand like that and don't move!" β
"Huh? Oh... Good. Before he could react, he looked like he wanted to take a picture, so he stood and didn't dare to move.
Afraid of missing that feeling, Eric took a straight photo, and he was so satisfied with the photo that he decided to keep it himself.
Wei Sixian walked over slowly, and didn't ask to see the photo, but said, "Let's go back, it's late today." β
He looked at the picture in his hand again and nodded.
Wei Sixian didn't want to write a diary directly in front of him, so she had to go home and write it this time.
Time passed little by little, and the lonely man always remembered everyone who appeared in his life, just as he always remembered her with a lingering mind.
At the beginning of winter, in the blink of an eye, it was December, and Du Yunchen didn't go to the company that day, and I don't know why he suddenly wanted to take a break from his busy business and take a good rest.
He made a cup of coffee, sat in front of the computer, and wanted to click into the file of the case to watch, but his hand disobediently clicked into Wei Sixian's email address page.
He stared at the page for a long time, his hand tapping on the keyboard, typing a few words, but then he seemed to realize that something was wrong and deleted it again.