012 If you can, you can lie to yourself
The woman lying on the edge of the bathtub suddenly opened and closed her eyes, and the deep meaning of the light gathered in it was reflected by the light, revealing the hidden luster.
The eyes were wet and stuffy with water vapor, and the induction bathtub automatically came out of the water, replacing the gradually cooling warm water.
She sank slowly, and the whole person was breathless and stuffy to the bottom.
The chandelier above his head emitted light, falling on his eyes, and he couldn't see it very clearly.
Suddenly, Meng Yixin came out of the water. Reaching out and taking the bath towel on the side, he wrapped himself in the whole person, and when he came out, he was wearing only a silk bathrobe and a quick-drying bandana wrapped around his head.
Walk up to the floor-to-ceiling windows and look out over the city.
G City has always been known as the city that never sleeps, and the dazzling aperture of lights illuminates the loneliness of the city and makes the hustle and bustle press the pause button.
Turning to the side of the wine cabinet, he grabbed a bottle of Piper Heidsieck and a goblet.
She leaned sideways against the floor-to-ceiling window, her legs folded.
Staring at the brilliant glittering gold in the cup, sometimes accompanied by green reflections, the foam is rich.
Waiting for the process of decanting.
Piper Heidsieck has the first aromas of plants such as lime, verbena and wild rose, followed by a gradual release of tropical fruits such as passion fruit and kiwi fruit, with soft notes of spice and white pepper.
The nose is accompanied by the smell of licorice, and at first it is a subtle feeling like spring water, but it also has a pineapple and passion fruit flavor.
Take a sip and the moist touch will fill your mouth.
Speaking of Piper, Heidsieck was the one who taught her to drink, and it became a habit.
Basically, she would drink a glass every night before going to bed, and about the habits that that person brought her, over the years, she had reservations, and some subconsciously hidden.
In the end, the word love goes to the bone and the marrow; Once attacked, how dare you speak lightly.
The French restaurant of the family on Ninghuai Road, later, they went to it more than once.
But not once did he mention that there was an agreement about that, or just casually.
She and him, at that time, they were not people who liked to talk a lot at the dinner table, because of the dinner table culture of eating without saying anything; Later, they were supposed to be people who had nothing to say, but they missed it perfectly because they couldn't say, couldn't say, shouldn't say, and had nothing to say.
"Gu Lin Xiu?" In the quiet air of the room, she opened her mouth and softly shouted a name that no one could answer in the dark night when no one was around.
Actually, it should have been this way a long time ago.
How much hope should be asked for is just an empty response, such a scene, the two people who have nothing to do with each other are the end of the world, the people in the bureau!
A bell rang, and a deep pull came back to someone's thoughts.
She glanced at it, and the message prompt lit up on the interface when the message came in.
That string of familiar numbers, the incomparably regular morning and evening and itinerary reports in recent years.
There was a burning silence in her heart, and he never gave it when she wanted it most. Now, the money is in arrears, but he is trapped in the middle like a person in the bureau, playing such a deep love.
Further, unwilling; Take a step back, can't bear it.
Closing her eyes deeply, her indifferent gaze was like a knife, and it also gnawed at herself.
Actually, Meng Yixin didn't know about this city, the downstairs of this community.
Inside the car, the man was looking up at the upstairs light.
It seems that only such meager air can be relieved and thoughts can be sustenance.
In fact, half a month after returning to G City, Meng Yixin was always uneasy at first.
The whole mind continues to be tormented by the repeated torture of seeing, wanting to see, being afraid of seeing, and unwilling to see.
This restlessness is like the afternoon sun falling on my heart, and I unconsciously turn around and take a silent nap. But it set off a storm in her heart for no reason, and countless rehearsals and persistence were what she couldn't let go.
It turned out that she couldn't let go of it alone.
It seems that she is really making herself amorous again.
Meng Yixin wrapped his hands around him, looking at the towering high-rise buildings in the ring of G City, as if standing in several faint clouds. Looking up slightly, large patches of cirrocumulus clouds dispersed in the air, and the entire building of Mengda maintained a constant temperature all year round.
She wore a loose turtleneck sweater with a slim-fitting A-line skirt. The simple outfit outlines a strong sense of exquisite curves, the tall body has a sense of proportion, and the slender waist is sexy.
The woman's noble and cold face was faint and delicate, and a faint mist rose on the windowsill.
The branches of the trees shook as far as she could see, and she thought that this winter must be extremely cold.
Slender fingers clenched the phone, pinched inside the palm of the hand.
There was a slight fog on the screen faintly, and after several years of itinerary reporting and good morning, there was only good morning and good night left when she came back?
At the beginning, she could still lie to herself, deceive herself that she didn't care, and it was still good to deceive herself alone.
Stepping on the homeland again, those lovesickness that has been flowing into the bones for many years carries unforgettable pain, and it is so muffled in my heart that people can't say a word. Bora
She knew that the ties had been unilaterally severed over the years. and the words that Min Duoyan said that night, my heart was shaken.
From childhood to adulthood, the person who has been coaxed suddenly fell on his heels.
It sounds ridiculous to be on the same person several times in a row.
Familiar footsteps sounded behind him, and Meng Yixin knew who the person was without looking back.
The person who can enter her office so openly and brightly without her consent, just symbolically knocks on the door, except for Min Duoyan, there is really no second person.
"Mr. Meng, today's latest document? Please sign it! β
On the windowsill, a cup of slightly cold coffee is no longer steaming. But the aftertaste of the coffee is still revealed from time to time, with a faint refreshing effect.
She turned her head slowly, looking at the gentle smile of the person behind her, with a sense of sadness: "Senior Brother Min? Did he do it on purpose, you say? β
There was no beginning or end to the sentence, but Min Duoyan understood.
Putting down a pile of materials, he picked up the cup of coffee that had been boiled and had not been drunk but was already cold, and took a sip.
Sure enough, it was bitter and cold, and the desolation in the stomach was cold, astringent and sour.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his hand holding the coffee tightened slightly, and suddenly loosened again, as if it was normal and flat.
It's just that the slight smile deepened, and then it returned to the normal Min Duoyan with a little intonable intention.
He quietly retreated to his proper position, and as soon as he spoke, there was a bit of tolerance and relaxation.
"Afraid of what? Why are you still afraid that he will attack you? He won't! With his back to Meng Yixin, the man who casually leaned on the desk silently played with the pen in his hand, uninhibited and casual.
She waved her hand, picked up the top folder on the table, and shook her head with a smile.
"I'm really, what do I have to ask you? You have always been clean for so many years, how can a man who has not been involved in love for so many years understand this? Meng Yixin raised his hand, shook his neck, and smiled a little like he was in a hurry to go to the doctor.
He nodded and said calmly, "Maybe!" In this case, doesn't it mean that I am a more suitable bystander, not an insider, and have more right to speak? β
The movement of the signature on the folder froze, and a deep handwriting turned around, completely invalid.
She raised her hand and pressed the inner line, and ordered without any emotion: "Mu Fan's ten miles of documents, reprint a copy and come in." β
The woman's cold voice was faint, and her concern was not obvious when she listened closely.
Min Duoyan's expression fell on the protruding signature, and his fingers lightly touched the table, tapping again and again.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed very careless: "Saying that the two of you have a fate, it's really not an ordinary fate." β
Meng Yixin, who was still looking quite tired, raised his head suddenly: "What do you mean?" "I skimmed the documents in my hand, looked at them for a long time and then covered them, and I read them several times but didn't see anything famous."
He lifted his chin and made a rolling motion of his fingers.
Following the direction of his finger, Meng Yixin turned the page forward.
The three big characters and the familiar signature jumped on the paper, the tip of the pen was sharp, and the words fell crisply.
The atmosphere and freedom from the pen make her familiar again and again.
She had read it more than once when Gu Lin was practicing calligraphy, and the man was sitting at the desk with his waist straight and straight. The slightly tense chin has a bit of a solemn momentum, and there is a pair of gold-framed eyes on the bridge of the nose, which sets off a bit of an ascetic Sven scum style.
Elbows prop up on the desk, thumb and forefinger hold one-third of the pen. From the place of the pen, it is like a dragon in one go.
"What is this?" The inquiry in her eyes was obvious.
"Hmmm! Just what you think. He turned around and smiled with interest.
Seeing Meng Yixin's pen tip on the paper, he took the initiative to explain: "That's what I just said 'won't' means." β
Seeing that her expression was puzzled, Min Duoyan raised his hand and picked up the tip of the pen and clicked on the signature on the table.
"We all know that Lin Heng Venture Capital has become a leader in the industry in recent years, and many ultra-long-term partners of high-end and upstarts in the industry in G City, indeed, your fiancΓ©'s handwriting and vision are super unique, stable, accurate, ruthless, and poisonous."
"His drainage management is very outstanding, which not only integrates local characteristics but also connects with the world, so that the advanced and traditional are promoted at the same time. In the past two years, the big industry has been there, and Lin Heng has become bigger and bigger, but it is conceivable that he didn't have the intention of cooperating with anyone at the beginning, so how could he cooperate with Meng Da to cooperate and reorganize a dispensable enterprise for Lin Heng when it was in full swing? Isn't that an extra move! β
"That's why I said he wouldn't, at least never used any means at the capital level against Mengda." He explained very slowly, did not use technical terms, and did not deliberately excuse anyone, but he was worthy of the name of Zhongzheng.
The pen swirled, spun around in his hand, and pointed at her in the opposite air.
He paused deliberately, and his smile increased: "As for you, I think, then even less." β
"Why?" Muttered distractedly, and after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't understand why he was so sure.
"However, you and I are both playing with capital, and I'm afraid that he will play with me." Her eyes burned, with a little dejected and helpless.
Like a homeless child who has lost the direction of the wind, he is uneasy and frightened.
"Senior brother, I'm actually not afraid of your jokes, I was so resolute in front of you that night, and even subconsciously lied to myself. But I know deep down I still long, for him to explain to me, to tell me when I needed it most. β
Liuli's lonely expression is like a drifting pearl, with the enthusiasm of struggling to burn, looking ahead in a daze.