Two or three days of work time passed in a blink of an eye, and Jiang Xiaomian felt very busy, probably because the female devil was not so arrogant. Except for Director Chi who was not in the company for a while, the female devil of Niman still commanded the world. But it's still much better than before.

A flock of snow-white pigeons flew around in the open space at the entrance of the cemetery, and the road was lined with kapok trees, and the flowers were always falling with a crackle, and the sound was mixed with the rich fragrance of kapok in spring, as if the flowering season was consumed and wasted. Those pigeons jumped on the fallen kapok flowers, curiously pecked at the hard corolla, and the coherent and frequent movements were persistent: why can't the peck rot? But you can't peck anything?

Jiang Xiaomian held a bouquet of flowers, walked through a flock of pigeons, and came to the cemetery.

Before approaching, the bouquet of plain flowers placed in front of Ye Yao's tomb still exuded a strong fragrance, which was due to the fact that the last tomb watcher had just left. Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself that she didn't know who she was passing by just now, if only she came earlier.

She put down the bouquet of flowers in her hand and gently leaned against the tomb, every time she saw the dull and lifeless smiling face on the stele, Jiang Xiaomian couldn't help but think that if the person was still alive, this smiling face would attract people to laugh with her.

Jiang Xiaomian's gaze stopped at the side, the hyacinth in the soil is blooming so beautifully! The white and immaculate flower balls bloomed desperately in the inconspicuous corners, rolling up the ignorant feelings and snuggling by the tomb, and the flower core was blurred with a soft light.

"Ye Xiao, I don't know who planted your favorite hyacinth here, I guess, it should be planted by the person who loves you, he is by your side in his own way, you should know who he is better than me......"

The wind was also filled with a sense of sadness, and quietly listened to what Jiang Xiaomian and Ye Xiao said.

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When Jiang Xiaomian left the cemetery, it was a little dark, and she drove home in the direction, which seemed to be a very boring thing.

"Didi-Di-"

"Look for death!"

There was always a shrill car horn in front of me, and there was a burst of driver scolding, and then the car drove slowly, as if someone's big rooster chop was jumping into the fault of the road.

When Jiang Xiaomian passed by, she also slowed down and honked a few times. Because there was a drunken man stumbling in front of him, turning into an S shape on the sidewalk and the road from time to time. Jiang Xiaomian felt that the drunk man might have been too drunk, so he acted as if he was bent on looking for death.

At this time, it was already twilight, and the street lights were not lit one by one, only the headlights illuminated the drunken back clearly, and Jiang Xiaomian saw at a glance that the drunk person was none other than Xiang Dongyang. She was startled and hurriedly got out of the car and called him.

Xiang Dongyang heard someone calling him, so he raised his head, and his drunken appearance looked even more depressed under the dim street lamp. Squinting his drunken eyes and carefully looking at the person in front of him, he saw her standing there stunned, thinking that he was hallucinating again.

He stretched out his index finger and pointed at the person in front of him, muttering indistinctly: "You... You are a fake Jiang Xiaomian... She, she's not going to come to me...", he turned his head and stumbled forward.

Jiang Xiaomian said to his back: "Dongyang, it's me."

He stopped and turned around, closed his eyes and shook the drunkenness in his head, his consciousness seemed to wake up instantly, and he looked seriously at the person who spoke to him in front of him, "You, it's you... Why did you come to me until now... Why..."

Then the three words "why" roared with drunkenness, and every heartbeat was a heartache, and he could barely stand on his feet.

"Dongyang, you're drunk, I'll send you home." Jiang Xiaomian said that he was going to help him.

But Xiang Dongyang pushed her away, and her words were still drunk: "Home, where is home?" I'm not going home..."

Unprepared, Jiang Xiaomian stumbled, half fell to the ground, and stabbed some small stones in his palm, as if he suddenly plunged into his heart, moaning slightly in pain.

Although Xiang Dongyang's eyes showed some urgency when she saw her, she didn't have time to help her, she had already stood up by herself.

"I'm sorry..."Xiang Dongyang apologized seriously, and it seemed that he was very conscious.

Jiang Xiaomian opened the car door, "Get in the car, where do you live, I'll send you back." ”

Xiang Dongyang hesitated and said, "Liuli Lane, No. 32."

Along the way, the air was so quiet that Jiang Xiaomian raised his eyes from time to time and looked in the rearview mirror, but unfortunately the light was too dark and dull, and he could hardly see what kind of expression Xiang Dongyang was.

Jiang Xiaomian parked the car at the mouth of the alley, although it was not too late, but there were not too many people walking around in the alley, and occasionally heard some dogs barking.

She got out of the car and helped him open the door: "You go, if you don't want to, I won't tell them you live here."

The lonely alley made the night deeper, and through the meager light, Xiang Dongyang saw Jiang Xiaomian slightly bowing his head when he said this, and he didn't look at himself.

Jiang Xiaomian was hesitating whether to help him out, what if he got drunk as soon as he came out. Before she could think about it so much, her palm was suddenly grasped by a warm clench, and a force pushed herself into the corner, and then her lips were heavily covered by his, and she could clearly touch the smell of wine on his tongue and teeth.

Jiang Xiaomian pushed him away a little with force, and there was still only a fist between the two, "Dongyang, don't get so drunk in the future." ”

Xiang Dongyang leaned heavily on her shoulder, and even his panting voice was dissatisfied, and called out her name with a surname: "Jiang Xiaomian..."

After a pause for a few seconds, the voice continued: "Three years, five years, I have thought about you for eight years, are you not enough?" ”

"I..."

Before Jiang Xiaomian could answer, Li Xiaohuan's laughter sounded: "Dongyang, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why didn't you enter the house when you came back?"

When Jiang Xiaomian saw Li Xiaohuan who appeared with a smile, when she was dumbfounded, she swallowed her tears more, she didn't dare to think about it, she couldn't help but think: "It turns out that they have already lived together, I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

"I'm sorry, I'll go first." Jiang Xiaomian drove away without even looking at Dong Yang, she scolded herself for being such a superfluous person! On the way home, the lights flashing through the car window reflected her tears.

After Xiang Dongyang returned to the room, the whole person sat heavily on the sofa, and the sofa retreated slightly and made a "squeak".

Li Xiaohuan handed over a glass of water to make Xiang Dongyang wake up, "Didn't you go to see Ye Miao today, why did you meet her?" ”

Xiang Dongyang didn't speak, and poured the whole glass of water into his stomach in one go, trying to sink his heart with the water.

Li Xiaohuan said pretendedly: "The lights are too dim, I didn't know you were with her just now, I shouldn't disturb the two of you." As soon as she finished speaking, her mind was full of scenes of them getting out of the car, kissing, and then the unwillful pain tied to every nerve ending in her body.

"Didn't I say don't mention this woman in front of me?"

Li Xiaohuan quietly glanced at Dong Yang, when he said this, his eyes were full of anger, I don't know who he was annoyed with.

"Okay, I'll remember next time, I'm leaving." When Li Xiaohuan got up to go back to the room, he said one more thing: "Tomorrow, Han Feiran's law firm will hold an opening ceremony, and it will be on the commercial street in front. If you don't want to see him, don't go through that road when you go out. ”

Xiang Dongyang closed his eyes and did not answer.

The next day, it was six o'clock, Jiang Xiaomian was no longer sleepy, to be precise, she barely closed her eyes well all night.

I got up and dressed up a little, put on light makeup, and put on a casual dress. Today, Han Feiran's office opened, and she was the first one she had to visit.

Jiang Xiaomian looked at the calendar again, thinking that today is also another day, but many people are not familiar with it.

After breakfast, I drove all the way to the commercial street, and at this point, there was the sound of the shops on the street pulling up the shutter doors and opening the glass doors.

"Xiaomian, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Jiang Xiaomian had just left the parking lot when he heard Han Feiran greet him at the door.

Jiang Xiaomian said with a smile: "Lawyer Han, at this point, you have time to welcome me."

"No, I'm still waiting for you to cut the ribbon with me."

Jiang Xiaomian smiled silently.

When the two walked to the front of the office together, the VIPs waited for a long time.

"Crackling"

Festive firecrackers rang out, and the whole street was like a raging fire.

After Han Feiran finished speaking, a red silk flower was propped up in front of him.

"'Feiran Law Firm' was officially established, and I would like to invite Mr. Han to cut the ribbon!"

Han Feiran looked at the two ends of the red color, on one side was his mother, and on the other side, was the woman he loved. At this moment, they are all witnessing the fruits of their hard work.

"Click"

Under the applause and attention of the scene, the ribbon-cutting ceremony was completed.

Jiang Wanguan was also cheered by the crowd, but Han Feiran's eyes were always on her.

In the darkness of the far corner, there is another person's gaze, which is Xiang Dongyang.

After all, he couldn't bear it. Even if it was Han Feiran and Jiang Xiaomian who saw it all the time, they looked at each other's smiling faces.

Han Feiran took the microphone and spoke loudly: "Today is the day of the establishment of Feiran Law Firm, and I, Han Feiran, thank you for coming." He bowed and continued: "Three hundred and sixty days a year, the reason why I chose such an important day today is because of one person."

As soon as these words came out, everyone pricked up their ears to listen, not knowing what he was about to say.

Han Feiran smiled and moved his eyes to Jiang Xiaomian next to him, "For the sake of a beloved, because today is her birthday, I want to do something memorable on this day." ”

When Jiang Xiaomian heard this, the smile on her face relaxed a little, and before she could wonder what his words meant, Han Feiran was already kneeling in front of her with a diamond ring.

"Jiang Xiaomian, over the years, you should know that my feelings for you have only increased. If you are a piece of heaven, then I am the cloud floating in front of you, lingering and unwilling to leave; If you are an ocean, then I am the whirlpool that is trapped in the sea, and I can't extricate myself for a long time. Today is the most important day in my whole life. Will you accept my affection and agree to my proposal? ”

Immediately, there were cheers at the scene, but this kind of confession made Jiang Xiaomian feel disgusted, not only old-fashioned and vulgar, but even like the smell of raw eggs, he didn't understand what Han Feiran was doing. She prayed to Heaven that it would soon become a dream!

It's not a dream.

She thought: Han Feiran, today is about your career celebration day! I'm not the protagonist, you're the protagonist! I'm sure I'll refuse you, but how can you get by! Are you pushing me?

Xiang Dongyang looked at Jiang Xiaomian from afar to see what kind of choice she would make.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Xiaomian frowned slightly, this sentence is not to say, not to say it, but to add another sentence, "Otherwise, I haven't thought about it yet." ”

Is "not thinking about it yet" the same as rejection?

On such an important occasion today, and in front of so many people, after all, you can't slap you to death, can you?

The cheers at the scene stopped abruptly with Jiang Xiaomian's words.

Seeing this situation, Han's mother guided the group of guests on the side and said, "Everyone go this way, and a wine table is set up on it." ”

Everyone politely stopped staying to join in the fun, and all followed Han's mother's gestures, Han's mother looked back and saw the two of them standing in place and silent, and she sighed softly and left, letting them go.

Li Xiaohuan's voice sounded in Xiang Dongyang's ears, "I knew you would appear here today, Dongyang, are you still unwilling to give up?" People have already proposed, which means that they have been dating since you left. ”

"I'm just coming to see my former classmates, and I don't mean anything else." Xiang Dongyang left after saying this.

The people around him gradually dispersed, Han Feiran looked at Jiang Xiaomian in front of him, although he was calm and silent, did he think it was painless?

It's impossible.

"I've been with you far more than he does, am I worse than him?" Han Feiran questioned with some pleading.

Jiang Xiaomian said: "In my heart, you are not comparable, you are my best friend." ”

Han Feiran threw down the ring in his hand and said angrily: "But I don't want to hear such an answer!" ”

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Xiaomian gave him a crisp answer:

"That's all I can give you!"

After she finished speaking, she turned to leave with the same attitude that it was not her business.

"Jiang Xiaomian, you come back!"

Han Feiran's call came from behind him, although Jiang Xiaomian stopped, did not look back, did not say anything more, and still walked away after a few seconds.

Along the way, her mind repeatedly recalled the words of Xiang Dongyang last night:

"Three years, five years, I've thought about you for eight years, aren't you enough?"

Han Feiran is the same, they are all measured by time.

Loving someone may not be measured in terms of time, because time can be extended indefinitely. If you don't love one day, won't love be cut off in time? Time continues to move forward, and there is no waiting for anyone. How can two lines be balanced?

As soon as she got home and pushed the door open, Gu's mother greeted Jiang Xiaomian when she saw it: "Miss is back." Then he handed over a picture scroll and said, "A gentleman surnamed Chi came to look for you just now, but you were not there, so he left this and said that he would give it to you when you returned." ”

Jiang Xiaomian took the scroll, opened it and saw that it was the "Looking for Cotton", and was secretly surprised in his heart: "How could this painting be in his hands." ”

"Gu's mother, does that Mr. Chi have anything else to say?"

Gu's mother shook her head.

Bai Shengxue heard it on the side and asked, "Xiaomian, which Mr. Chi is it?" Why haven't you heard you mention a friend surnamed Chi? ”

"He's my boss, so he must be here to explain my work."

After Jiang Xiaomian went upstairs, she still heard her mother muttering, "Oh, that's really grinding, I finally took a day off, and I came to talk about work." ”

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