Jiang Dusk's resignation.

I put down my phone, closed my eyes, and slowly opened them again.

It's the guy I bumped into today.

I just woke up, my head was still groggy, and I frowned slightly: "Where did you get your number?"

He chuckled twice.

"Someone gave it. But you should be more concerned about why I'm calling you, isn't it? ”

"Why?" I followed his words.

After another pause, he asked, "Also, who gave the call?"

"Want to know?"

I don't want to say anything.

He seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Come to that tavern."

Then, the phone was hung up by him.

I held the phone, stunned for a while, I was wondering who this Jiang Duci was.

I sat for a while, then got out of bed and changed my clothes.

It's still cold at night in October.

I put on a coffee-colored coat and went out the door with my phone.

I haven't been to the tavern for a long time, but since I entered Yunzhou, I have devoted myself to it.

I didn't want to drive, so I took a random taxi at the intersection and reported the coordinates.

I went in, and before I could get to the place where I usually sit, I was gently patted by a waiter behind me: "Miss, that gentleman is looking for you."

I looked along the waiter's hand, and at a glance I saw Jiang Duci sitting in the far corner.

He leaned back in his chair with one leg crossed, his phone in his hand. His thin lips pursed slightly, and he looked at me without saying a word.

The dim and soft light sprinkled on him, giving him a beautiful layer of gold.

I don't know if I'm overthinking or what.

I actually think that he is very similar to Jiang Yuan from some angles.

For example, the eyes, the contours of the face.

Jiang Du's resignation......

Something suddenly occurred to me, but it seemed impossible to think about it again.

This person looks only in his early thirties, how can it be Jiang Yuan's uncle.

But he can enter and leave Yunzhou at will, maybe he has some kinship with Jiang Yuan.

I shifted my pace and walked in his direction.

Stopping a metre away, I glanced at the people coming and going, and sat bent over from him.

"Drink something?"

I had a drink list in my hand, and I looked from top to bottom, there were many varieties, but I didn't know what to drink.

"Can you have a drink?"

He took the menu directly from my hand, his eyes drooped, and then said, "Last time, I was afraid that it would affect my work, but I can't push it off this time...... This one. ”

His hand rested on a glass of wine in the stars: "This glass tastes pretty good."

I lowered my hand that was in the air, looked down at my phone, and just nodded casually.

"You can order it."

It's eleven o'clock in ten minutes.

All the orders I followed in my hand were replaced by others.

It's so easy, it's in the hands of someone else.

I sighed, unable to tell if I was angry or disappointed.

"What, waiting for news from Jiang Yuan?" There was a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of Jiang Duci's mouth.

I stared at the phone's screen, slowly moved up, pressed the lock screen button, put the phone on the desktop, and looked up at him.

"I take the liberty of asking, what is the relationship between Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang?"

He smiled, as if surprised by my question: "Didn't he mention it to you?"

"Nope. Mr. Jiang never told us about this, after all, it was his private matter. ”

His eyebrows and eyes were bright, and his smile was seductive: "Then what do you think will be the relationship between me and you President Jiang?"

"Cousin, or...... Brothers? ”

The word brother, I said with a slight pause.

Those who are directly related by blood are not the same mother.

And half-siblings, or...... Half-sibling.

Jiang Yuan is the grandson of Yunzhou, if it is really a brother, it is most likely the relationship of the latter.

But he replied, "Neither."

I looked at him a little stunned: "Aren't they?" What is that? ”

"Think for yourself."

His smile deepened.

I pursed my lips, and the waiter brought the wine I had just ordered and put it in front of me.

"Taste it."

I looked at him, and then at the beautiful color of the wine in front of me, and took a sip.

The mouth is sweet and fragrant, and after the throat, the mouth is fragrant.

I looked at the glass of wine carefully and raised my eyes: "The wine is good, Mr. Jiang is good taste."

I've been here for so long, and I've neglected this beautiful wine just by looking at it.

I picked it up and drank it all.

I drank it too fast, and I couldn't stand it.

The express when the alcohol came up, I looked up at Jiang Duci, and his face shook into two.

I turned my face away and called the waiter: "I usually drink wine, two glasses."

After speaking, I turned my head to look at Jiang Duci, and saw that his smile was gone.

He just looked at me, squinted, and asked, "Why are you drinking so hard all of a sudden?"

He paused, with a hint of banter: "What, you want to blackmail me?"

"You're so humorous."

I picked up the empty glass between my fingers, shook it upside down, and smiled: "Wine is good wine." It's a pity that it was too late to find out. With that, I slammed the cup and fell straight down on the table, and the porcelain collided with a crisp sound.

Jiang Dui was not surprised, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "Do you know why I took the initiative to come to you?"

"Why?"

He leaned over and came close to me and said, "Because, I think you're very interesting."

Interesting?

I looked at him quizzically.

"Why are you looking at me?"

I stared at him for two seconds and said, "Mr. Jiang, I don't know you well."

I paused: "We don't usually have the opportunity to get in touch, why do you think I'm interesting?"

He laughed: "You like Jiang Yuan, right?"

I gasped, he knew it.

"Tell me, isn't it?"

Mr. Jiang ......, "I looked hesitant.

"Okay, don't say it, I know." He looked like he knew it all in his chest.

I laughed twice: "You know? I haven't said anything, so what do you know? ”

"No one with a discerning eye can see it." His tone was affirmative: "You just like him."

I didn't speak, my eyes moving from his face to the table.

Seeing the two glasses of wine on the table, I picked up the wine that the waiter had just brought and smothered it.

Everyone knew I liked him.

But does he know it, and what will happen if he does?

The thought of him makes my mind flutter.

"Then what are you calling me here for today?" Halfway through, I looked up at him.

"I want to fulfill you." He didn't say it like a joke at all.

I laughed, taking his words as a joke: "How do you want to do it?"

"How can it be accomplished, isn't it just to create opportunities, I haven't heard of women chasing men?"

"Listen to what you say, but not how to believe." I'm telling the truth, I don't believe that.

"Besides, you say that you want to create opportunities, but in what capacity do you go? You don't tell me what your relationship is with him, how can I trust you? ”

He thought about it for a while, and seemed to think that my words made sense, and said, "I have always been friends with you Jiang, very good kind of friends."

Jiang Du smiled: "You are responsible for continuing to like him, and I will settle the rest of him, how about it?"

"Ao-"

I looked at him meaningfully: "What is that requirement, there is no such thing as pie in the sky."

"You want a reason...... he frowned, and then relieved: "To be direct, I don't like his fiancée, and I want to help him change one."

He looked at me very seriously: "This reason, is it enough?"

I stiffened and asked him, "Does he have a fiancée?"

"Don't you know?"

He was amused by my reaction: "Jiang Wei, he has been engaged for four years, don't you know?"

“……”

I felt a breath in my heart, and then I swallowed a fishy sweetness.

Tears seemed to be about to burst out of my eyes in the next second, and I was afraid that I would be embarrassed again, so I stood up and hurriedly said, "Mr. Jiang, I still have something to do, go first."

Before he could say anything, I turned around and walked briskly through the crowd.

He shouted at me twice, and I had already run.

I gritted my teeth, and the bones clenched with my fist cracked

My mom wasn't home, so I went into the house when I got home and subconsciously locked the door.

I dug out all the things related to him, photos, gifts, love letters.

The love letter was pinched and deformed in his hand, and the tears fell down, and the words were wet.

I've known him for so many years, and I haven't waited for him for so long, but he promised someone else four years ago.

Tears kept swirling in the eyes, overflowing, swirling, and overflowing......

I tore up most of my love letters, sobbed, hugged my knees, and was so sad that I wanted to disappear into this world.

I heard the non-stop doorbell, but I didn't move, my eyes fixed on a photograph.

He doesn't like to take pictures.

I've had two photos with him.

The first one is a graduation photo that I had to take when I graduated.

The second one was taken secretly by someone I used to take it before.

In the photo, he is holding me with one hand, tilting his head and smiling, full of youthful atmosphere.

The group photo has been cut out, and the ground is jagged fragments.

And I held the picture of just me and him, and I couldn't get my hands on it.

I shuddered my hands, closed my eyes, and slammed the scissors out.

I hated myself for not being able to do this.

I don't know when the doorbell suddenly went silent, but the phone rang again.

When I saw the name, I was stunned.

Jiang Yuan.

I didn't answer, and looked at the phone in a daze until it hung up automatically because no one was there.

I didn't expect him to call again.

I reached out, settled, and pressed the answer button.

"Open the door, hurry."

With a bit of command flavor.

"Jiang Wei, I'll let you open the door, no matter what, you calm down first......"

I choked up, aggrieved.

If he doesn't pay attention to it and doesn't do anything at this time, I just hate him and hate myself.

However, why did he look for me, didn't he say that it was just a relationship between superiors and subordinates?

He did this, it was nothing, but he felt particularly wronged.

I stood up and walked slowly to the door.

"If you don't open it again, I'll kick the door." I'm sure he does what he says.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door anyway.

I stood there, looking at him with teary eyes, unable to utter a word.

He looked at me with sorrow on his brow.