The little girl at the front desk stopped her and asked her to fill out the visit registration. She looked at the form, filling in the name and who she was looking for.

The little girl at the front desk saw her write Qiu Feng's name, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Are you looking for Manager Qiu?" ”

"Well, yes. Isn't he in the company? Xu Jingru finished signing and put down the pen.

"He's on the sixth floor, and the elevator goes up from there." The little girl at the front desk looked at her, "Who are you from Manager Qiu?" ”

Xu Jingru smiled shallowly, "He is my husband." "Grab the bag and walk towards the elevator.

However, when she stood in front of the elevator and looked at the elevator door that was just open, she hesitated, because she had been trapped in this elevator in the past, and she still had palpitations.

The sixth floor, not high, can be walked.

Determined, she nodded to herself and walked up the stairs next to her.

After climbing three floors, she felt the soles of her feet warm and her body warm, so she took off her hood and held it in her hands, and continued to walk upward.

Turning another corner, she was almost on the fifth floor, she stopped, looked up, and saw only the cascading handrails of the stairs. She smiled, feeling a little dizzy, quickly lowered her head, and continued to walk up the steps.

She wore cotton boots and landed silently.

Then, suddenly, she heard a familiar male voice and a familiar female voice talking in the stairwell on the upper floor.

"Why did you give Jingru the old shoes you didn't want?" This is the voice of her husband, Qiu Feng.

Hearing him read his name, Xu Jingru stopped, leaned on the railing of the stairs, raised his eyes and looked up, but he couldn't see anything, only heard the sound of their conversation clearly coming from above.

"It's so affectionate." Li Yuyun's voice contained a sticky coquettishness, "Did you say shoes?" I thought you'd love to see those shoes, didn't you say they were beautiful? When you saw those shoes, did you think of me? I will often miss that sweet past. ”

Xu Jingru bit her lower lip gently, and her heart quickly swept over something unspecific, so fast that she couldn't grasp it, and the hand holding on the railing suddenly clenched, she held her breath and listened to the conversation above.

"Shame on you!" His voice was somewhat stern.

"Wind, what do you say? I don't believe you're going to forget our old days so soon. Li Yuyun was a little yearning, and said sweetly: "You help me comb my hair and argue, that's my exclusive use, okay?" Don't do the same to other women, okay? ”

It's so sweet and coquettish, any man can't resist it, right?

The corners of Xu Jingru's lips trembled slightly, and gradually drew a strange arc, it turned out that she was nothing, just "other women".

"Do you still miss those old days?" Sure enough, Qiu Feng's voice was low, but it was still clear.

"Of course, although I am married, I still think of the past in my heart, I thought I could see you at home often, but you don't even go home." Li Yuyun complained lightly, "Feng, will you really forget our past?" Can you really put it down? ”

“…… How could I forget......" he replied, his voice low, "and how can I put down ......"

That's enough. Hearing this, it was enough, Xu Jingru turned around neatly, did not stop for a moment, and did not hesitate to go downstairs.

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In the hallway.

Qiu Feng gently hooked the corners of his lips, and a touch of mockery floated on his lips, "...... Because you can't forget, that's why you can see clearly what kind of woman you are. Actually, I'm glad I didn't continue with you. Also, if she is not another woman, she is my wife, please remember this and don't approach her again in the future! ”

Leaving behind this not-so-harsh warning, he turned and went upstairs, never looking back.

"Oh, it seems to be very affectionate, but unfortunately, the appearance does not represent the substance." Li Yuyun raised her voice, "I know the struggle in your heart......."

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Handing the document bag to the little sister at the front desk, Xu Jingru smiled briskly: "Trouble, please help me transfer it to Manager Qiu." ”

The little girl at the front desk looked at her questioningly, "Didn't you find him?" Could it be a meeting? ”

"It's not. Because he was talking to someone important, I didn't bother him. Xu Jingru breathed a sigh of relief gently, "I'm sorry for you." ”

Out of the gate and standing on the side of the road, Xu Jingru suddenly chuckled.

"Ha, it's my birthday. What a special birthday present! She muttered to herself, "I'm going for my birthday." ”

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Qiu Feng stood in front of the window, his hand propped up on the window frame, and the cigarette between his fingers had burned out.

His gaze seemed to have crossed time and space, and the love with Li Yuyun flashed like a flash. At that time, Li Yuyun deliberately kept a low profile and kept it secret, hiding this relationship, and it seemed that he had been preparing for a mutiny.

He strained his hand, the cigarette butt between his fingers was squashed, and he threw it into the garbage basket like he should have thrown away the past.

Resolutely picked up his coat and walked out of the office like a whirlwind, home, which seemed to be his destination.

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The crowd was bustling, Xu Jingru clenched her hands tightly and shrunk in her coat pockets, but she still couldn't withstand the chill.

Not far ahead, the three-color light box hanging on the wall lit up and kept spinning.

She suddenly realized that it was getting late and the lights were on.

She walked over to the tricolor light box and stopped, she knew, it was a hair salon. The lights were bright, and the glass door was reflected on her, and several hairdressers in the shop were busy.

She touched her long braids, and a light smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, which Qiu Feng had tied for her this morning.

She also discovered one thing, it seemed that after every quarrel, he felt sorry for her in his heart, and would comb her braids.

suddenly remembered Li Yuyun's words: "You help me comb my hair and make arguments, that's my exclusive use, okay?" Don't do the same to other women, okay? ”

It turns out that combing hair and braiding hair are all for nostalgia for old lovers.

So, if she cut off her long hair, how would he miss it?

She turned slightly and walked into the hairdresser's shop.

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Qiu Feng was in the living room, sitting on the sofa for a while, pacing into the study for a while, and he had looked at the kitchen countless times, and the uneasiness that he had never felt before flashed through his heart.

Where did she go? When the phone is turned off, it's like a kite suddenly disconnecting, and there is no trace of Fang to be found.

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Xu Jingru looked at herself in the mirror, and wherever the scissors in the hairdresser's hand went, her long hair fell inch by inch, spreading around her chair like scattered black snowflakes.

It was as if there was nothing to be thought of in my mind, and it seemed to flash through a lot.

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