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"Where is he, do you still care?" Zhou is usual cold tone, full of mockery, "You should have forgotten about him!" ”
"Where is he?" Zhuo Xiaoyi asked a little stubbornly, as if he hadn't heard his mockery.
"Who knows? Maybe in the Americas, maybe in Africa, maybe it's long gone. ”
"Where is he?"
"Don't say I really don't know, and even if I do, I won't tell you." Zhou is irritable frown, Lin Ancheng left a letter, and after leaving the country without a sound, he was like a kite with a broken string. Say what you want to go to the place where Zhuo Xiaoyi has been, and breathe the air that Zhuo Xiaoyi has breathed,. Zhou is proud of himself, and he wants to find the person he loves. However, Lin Ancheng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, maybe, maybe it had ....... He didn't dare to think about it anymore......
"His ...... illness" squeezed out of his throat with difficulty. His eyelashes were stained with moisture, and his lips had been bitten. Zhou thought that if Lin Ancheng saw it, he didn't know what he would be distressed about.
"It's a rare disease, he left almost blind, and slowly he couldn't hear sounds, and then his body gradually weakened, and finally he ......."
"Enough! That's enough! Enough is enough......" Zhuo Xiaoyi shook his head, refusing to hear the worst outcome.
"The doctor said that if his illness was treated well, there might be a remission period of two or three years. But he left like that, afraid that you would know, afraid that he couldn't help but want to see you, afraid of ruining your happiness. For your sake, he will not hesitate to let others condemn his betrayal. Lin Ancheng chatted with him before leaving, but the content was always Zhuo Xiaoyi. What does Zhuo Xiaoyi like, what Zhuo Xiaoyi hates, the way Zhuo Xiaoyi sleeps, eats, laughs, and cries...... That kind of Lin Ancheng seems to have been born to live for Zhuo Xiaoyi. Obviously, Lin Ancheng was so close to him, he could touch it with his hand when he was close, but it seemed that he would never be able to touch it.
When Zhuo Xiaoyi returned home, Li Yanyang was holding Jiji in his arms, touching its fur with one hand, and constantly pressing the remote control with the other hand to switch channels. This scene seems to be déjà vu, and once the gap in memory is opened, bits and pieces about Lin Ancheng continue to gush out. The Lin Ancheng who smiled at him gently, the Lin Ancheng who rubbed her hair dotingly, the Lin Ancheng who said that he wanted to give her happiness......
As soon as Ji Ji saw Zhuo Xiaoyi coming back, he struggled to break away from Li Yanyang's embrace, spread his legs and ran towards her.
"Are you back, have you eaten?" Li Yanyang turned off the TV and got up and walked over, reaching out to take the painting shaft in Zhuo Xiaoyi's hand.
Zhuo Xiaoyi dodged away like an electric shock and hugged it tightly in his arms.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Li Yanyang noticed her abnormality and looked at Zhuo Xiaoyi, who was slightly tilted his head. The eyes were swollen and swollen, the sockets were still red, and there were still undried tear stains on the cheeks, apparently not long after crying.
Gigi rubbed her calves, hoping she would hold herself.
"It's nothing, it's just too tired." Zhuo Xiaoyi avoided his gaze as if evading, and walked sideways towards the study.
"Zhuo Xiaoyi, you ......"
"Yan Yang, let's talk about it tomorrow." Without much explanation, he flashed through the door.
"Uhhh
Seeing Zhuo Xiaoyi's lonely back, Li Yanyang's good mood today was swept away. Is she still rejecting him? Yesterday he thought he had taken a big step, why did she take two steps back today?
"Secretary Liu, wait a ......minute," Manager Chen of the planning department caught up in three steps and two steps, and handed over a folder, "Please hand over this plan to the president, okay?" ”
"This ......" Secretary Liu frowned a little embarrassed, "It's better for you to pay it yourself, I remembered that I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”
Everyone knows that the president's mood today is thunder and lightning, and who has the courage to step on the minefield.
"Director Ke, how is the demolition of the land in the residential building in Dongcheng District going on now?" Li Yanyang closed the plan, glanced at the conference hall, and finally stopped his gaze on a middle-level cadre.
"This ...... Director Ke, who was named ......", originally had a bright brain (commonly known as baldness), but now he was so frightened that he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. How did he know that the president had a bright spring yesterday, but why there was a winter thunderstorm today, and he thought that he would not ask about the demolition of residential buildings.
"I just learned that my director of the demolition department was a stammer." It sounded like a ridiculous sentence, and Li Yan's cold tone sounded full of irony.
The air in the conference room instantly froze, and only the heartbeat of everyone could be heard quietly. Everyone lowered their heads, afraid that the next one would be their turn.
"Director Ke, if there are still people living there tomorrow, causing the construction team to not be able to work as scheduled, I think you can write a letter of resignation directly." Li Yanyang is born with a momentum of not being angry and self-assured, and a cold and indifferent sentence can make people's legs tremble.
"Yes, yes...... I'll let them move right away...... immediately ......, "His wife just gave birth to a child, and now there is an old and young family that can be supported by him, and he can't lose his job!"
"And this matter has to be resolved peacefully, without affecting the company's reputation, understand?"
"Yes, definitely, definitely."
"Alright, adjourn."
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately rushed out. I'm afraid that if I leave late, I will hit the muzzle of the gun and become cannon fodder.
Li Yanyang doesn't know what's wrong with him? His pride made him reluctant to admit that Zhuo Xiaoyi's influence on him had penetrated into his bone marrow. When I see her smiling, I feel a sense of happiness that is difficult to put into words. Seeing her crying, it was like a hand pinching his heart fiercely.
He didn't like himself to be out of control like this, but he was willing to put his heart with both hands and let her knead it round and flatten.
He was sure that he loved her, just as he was sure that he loved Fu Yunyan at the beginning, as if there was a difference, but he couldn't say what the difference was.
Zhuo Xiaoyi is actually a little woman, and there is nothing special, but she is such a little woman who is nothing special, but she often makes him at a loss and unpredictable.
He had never wanted to possess all the sight of a person like he did now, so that her eyes were full of him, and no one else could be allowed to share the slightest. Such a strong possessiveness was so strong that even he thought it was incredible.