Ou Jingbo smiled helplessly: "I remember that before I came, I was there another old man and asked him to pinch a clay figure for me, just like you." After he found out that the clay figure was gone, he regretted it more than pity, "Originally, I planned to surprise you, but now." ”

"Oh, you mean that clay figure, I just laid her in my crystal cupboard, and it's full of treasures from me."

Ou Jingbo showed a look of surprise, it seemed that Wen Ruoli liked this gift he gave her very much.

It's just that suddenly, Wen Ruoli's eyes dimmed.

"If you don't have anything to do, then go home now, your business is busy."

However, there will always be managers of various departments in the company, and what Ou Jingbo cares about most now is the lifelong event of him and Wen Ruoli.

Ou Jingbo shook his head, touched the mobile phone on his body, but found that his mobile phone was also missing, turned around and saw Wen Ruoli again, Wen Ruoli's eyes seemed to have just cried, Ou Jingbo was drunk, maybe he didn't know what had just happened.

"Ruoli, what's wrong with you?" Ou Jingbo felt a burst of pity in his heart again, Wen Ruoli smiled bitterly, and went to the kitchen again.

Ou Jingbo was confused, and found his mobile phone on Wen Ruoli's desk, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and was immediately surprised.

"Hey, why did Gong Shuya call me at this time, and he still called three!" Ou Jingbo suddenly knew why Wen Ruoli was so sad.

It is also strange to say that Gong Shuya has not contacted Ou Jingbo recently, but at this time, Wen Ruoli misunderstood the relationship between the two of them.

Ou Jingbo wanted to stand up and explain to Wen Ruoli, but he didn't know where to start for a while.

"That's it, anyway, no matter how much I say, Wen Ruoli still doesn't believe it, so it's better not to add fuel to the fire now."

Ou Jingbo sighed, remembering that when he and Wen Ruoli had been inseparable before, it was really a world of difference from how he felt now.

It is said that distance can make beauty between two people, but the distance between him and Wen Ruoli makes the two of them farther and farther apart.

Ou Jingbo suddenly felt that if he had been staying at Wen Ruoli's house, he would only annoy Wen Ruoli, so it was better for the two of them to calm down like this and give each other a little room to relax.

Wen Ruoli has been in the kitchen for a long time at this time, but Wen Ruoli has never come out.

He cautiously walked to the door of Wen Ruoli's kitchen and whispered, "Ruoli, I feel much better now, so I'll go back first." ”

Wen Ruoli was in the kitchen, holding a fruit knife to cut fruits, originally thinking of sobering up Ou Jingbo, but now when he heard Ou Jingbo's words, his heart was like a goose feather snow, cold.

Wen Ruoli's throat suddenly ached sharply, her nose ached, and her eyes blurred.

But Wen Ruoli knew that she couldn't cry now, so she smiled slightly, with a lot of sadness in her smile.

"Hmm." Wen Ruoli still turned her back to Ou Jingbo at this time, for fear that Ou Jingbo would see the unhappiness in her heart.

Ou Jingbo hung his head and slowly walked to the door and left Wen Ruoli's house, but as soon as he walked to Wen Ruoli's door, Ou Jingbo's feet were like being bolted to a thousand catties of boulders, and he couldn't walk at all.

The cold wind outside Wen Ruoli's house was biting, and he subconsciously wrapped his clothes, and all his thoughts were lost.

The sentence that a lover will eventually become a family is so far away in Ou Jingbo's heart.

Ou Jingbo smiled bitterly: "Maybe it's not easy for love in the world to come by, so everyone feels that love is so precious in everyone's heart." ”

Vaguely, Ou Jingbo remembered the old man he met today, the old man told the story of his relationship with a girl when he was young, maybe the old man was right, don't care about the result of everything, just follow your heart.

Ou Jingbo walked forward slowly, without looking back, but he didn't know that since he walked out of the door, Wen Ruoli had already opened the door and watched him from behind, if he was willing to look back, maybe it would not be the result now.

Wen Ruoli was very sad, why couldn't Ou Jingbo be more firm in his emotions at this time, he just went to the kitchen by himself, obviously he was cooking for Ou Jingbo, but Ou Jingbo left at this time.

"Maybe it's because of the person in his phone, who has been a childhood sweetheart since he was a child, how could he forget it so easily?"

The mistakes in the world have never stopped, and in the end, two people need to go through countless tests to really be together, so even if two people like each other, they may not be able to be together, not to mention that now, Ou Jingbo is obviously shaken in Wen Ruoli's heart.

At night, Wen Ruoli lay quietly on the bed, the clock on the wall made a "click" sound, and the moonlight spilled in through the window and sprinkled onto Wen Ruoli's bedside, looking a little pale.

Wen Ruoli couldn't sleep at night, she was thinking, what she wanted, if it was money, Wen Ruoli would already be full of money now, if it was fame and fortune, she now also has a high reputation, her company has created a lot of benefits for the society, and has been recognized by many people.

Thinking of these, Wen Ruoli's heart was not half happy, originally Wen Ruoli was a gentle person and could have lived a stable life, but her own experience forced her to become a strong woman.

Seeing that he seems to have everything now, Wen Ruoli feels that he has no one who treats him wholeheartedly.

"If not, then no matter how glamorous I am in front of outsiders, my heart is still barren."

However, the days always have to go on step by step, and the next day, Wen Ruoli got up early as usual.

Every morning, matching clothes is her biggest headache.

Because for different groups of people in the company, Wen Ruoli has to hold different meetings, and these meetings have to be done by Wen Ruoli himself from planning to completion, even if the secretary wants to help him, Wen Ruoli also feels that sometimes it is better to experience some things in person.

Wen Ruoli stood in the cloakroom, looking at herself in the mirror, obviously much thinner than before, although her complexion was very fair, her face was a little haggard.

Wen Ruoli knows that she is no longer young, and now at this time, she must pay attention to maintenance.

But there are many things in life that will always make Wen Ruoli unable to do it.

She picked up a wooden comb, which smelled of wood.