It seems like many years ago, but only yesterday.

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Qu Zhi'an: "Say you love vanity? ”

Qu Zhian told me: "It's okay if Chen Donghua is gone, I'm afraid he can't afford a girl like me." ”

"Why?" I replied

"I'm good-looking, I'm good at work. He and I are not in the same world. Jingmu, we have known each other for more than ten years. What kind of woman do you think I am in your eyes? ”

"I don't know. I know too much to describe it. ”

Qu Zhi'an: "Yes, I know too well." ”

"Before I was with him, I was a bit of a vanity and I worked well. The salary is high and my personality is a bit flamboyant, so it's hard for me to look at others. I remember the first year I was with Chen Donghua and knew that he had a particularly good female friend. He was cute, lower than me, petite, and soft-spoken.

To be honest, only he can't see her liking for Chen Donghua. It's so different from other girls.,Don't pursue a lot.,When you love someone, your mind is full of him.。 ”

didn't understand what she meant, so he asked: "You mean, Chen Donghua uses her as a spare tire?" And especially enjoy her kindness to him? ”

"Of course not, are you stupid? I mean, in the end, Chen Donghua was not with her. ”

"Oh."

"I mean, women who are not material at all are the most terrible, they are not vain, they are not greedy. It's because what they want is sincerity, but that thing is too rare, and there are very few people who can afford it. ”

Love is also wrong, and not love is also wrong.

It is also wrong to fight, and it is also wrong not to fight.

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In October, Mr. Yuan's company made a mistake in investing.

He didn't come home on time at night, and I waited in the living room worriedly. He didn't come back until he fell asleep on the couch in the early hours of the morning. I called him early the next morning, and my voice was tired.

"Ginger, I remember there was bread and milk in the fridge. Remember to eat in the morning, and if you have time, make me a lunch at noon. ”

I immediately agreed, and I was going to meet him right now.

When I went to his office, he was arguing with a man.

It's not close, it's not retreating, so I can only knock on the door gently.

"Pakba..."

Mr. Yuan paused, clenched the pen and tossed it aside.

"Get out! I'll come back to you. ”

The man's expression was also very annoyed, and he took all the documents from the table and put them away. Walked up to me, nodded to me and left.

"Uh...... I made fried rice..."

While he was eating quietly, I asked him what project was so difficult.

His hand moving his chopsticks paused: "Good people's project." ”

"Huh?"

"The two technology companies are suspected of plagiarism, but it is not known who copied whom. So, now prepare to go through the legal process. The company that the company was more optimistic about withdrew, withdrew..."

"Exited? That's not good, then you don't need to bid, just sign another one. If he quits, it doesn't mean that they are plagiarizing. ”

"No... He had to quit because of the other party's black water. In the current materialistic era, clean people are different. ”

This sentence is very shocking.

"I don't understand."

"Before... I had just graduated and had dreams of being seventeen or eighteen years old. I want to do everything, I want to break into everything, and the result? Society is different, it's not schools. Their hearts and eyes are exquisite, and they can't figure out when they fall into their trap. The scholarship saved so long, so much money. Studying abroad, working with people, even if you don't make any money, you can cheat all the scholarships. ”

Mr. Yuan never mentioned these words to me, and probably even his parents never mentioned them.

In this day and age, competition is fierce, and not everyone you can trust unconditionally. Do you talk about your ideals at the dinner table? Why? Isn't it just for everything you want and what you're fighting for?

However, trust.

Hard.

Maybe for a lifetime, just one or two bosom friends, right?

"Why have I never heard of you?"

Mr. Yuan pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile: "What is there to say?" But I just want to express that a clean person is a weirdo now, right? He didn't say anything, he heard that the competitor was a big man, and he never cheered up again. ”

"You're disappointed, aren't you?" I asked

"That's right! I was disappointed! Not all of them are cornered, so why not fight for him? ”

He angrily threw his chopsticks, his face flushed. Pull your hair and take a deep breath.

"He? Who is it? Do you know each other? ”

When I saw the person in Mr. Yuan's mouth, I realized that he was a senior of Mr. Yuan in high school - named Song Qinong. When he was in high school, he used to be bullied on campus for a whole semester, going to the campus every day to clean and clean the toilet for a semester.

Later, like Mr. Yuan, he went to the UK to study at university.

Such a cowardly person, when Mr. Yuan needed help, reached out ...

Mr. Yuan misses the old love very much, who pulled him, he remembers it to death.

Song Qinong smiled very honestly and honestly, and his work was also arranged honestly and well-behaved. He joins what the company asks him to do, but he is not rigid at all and likes new elements.

When the secretary returned his application, his eyes darkened, and when he looked up at me, he still had a kind smile.

The vicissitudes of a man are shown on his face, on his beard.

I lowered the curtain and turned to look at Mr. Yuan: "Do you regret it?" ”

"What?" He was a little confused

"I mean, regret that you didn't help him with anything?"

"I don't know. A few days ago, I even wanted to make an exception and sign him directly, but he begged me. He said that he really plagiarized and that the other party also threatened him, saying that he was scared and wanted to go home. I probably can't pay the money yet, so I don't want to mess around with some work. He said he wanted to go back to Shandong quietly and become an English teacher in a middle school. ”

"He said... In his life, it was wrong not to fight or fight? ”

……

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Do you remember, the first person who spoke ill of you behind your back?

Do you remember the first person who helped you when you broke your foot?

Do you remember, what was the first movie that moved you to tears?

Do you remember what it was like to be in love for the first time?

Do you remember a diary full of books, but only one person's name?

Do you remember when you started working for your future?

Do you remember, how long ago was the last time you climbed a mountain?

Do you remember how much time it took to read a book in its entirety for the last time?

Do you remember the teenager you once loved, the phone number?

Do you remember her long hair?

Do you remember the last time you called him drunk, what he said so that you never took the initiative to call him again?

Do you remember what she said on her first date that sticks in your mind?

Do you remember the last time you got angry?

Do you remember, the reason for the breakup?

Do you remember that the boy who loved you deeply said he loved you for the last time... Is it at what age?

Do you remember when she got married, she wore a wedding dress?

Do you remember the photo you tore off, your group?

Do you remember what you thought when you ran to meet him despite the wind and rain?

Do you remember the last time you went to see the city at night?

Do you remember the way he cried for you?

Do you remember her aggrieved cheeks when you said she was vexatious?

Do you remember how warm his arms were?

Do you remember when she wore that dress of yours and made you think she was so petite?

Do you remember, what size shoes his feet were?

Do you remember what brand of cosmetics she likes?

Do you remember the fear when he said not to break up?

Do you remember what she used to tease her dog?

Do you remember, how handsome he was when he wore glasses?

Do you remember what she called you when she asked you to write a love letter?

Do you remember when he cooks, he wears an apron?

Do you remember that she loved to wear a ponytail and wear her hair?

Do you remember the side face of him sitting in front of you writing math problems with his head down?

Do you remember what she looked like when she played the piano?

Do you remember when he ran, he stepped on his left foot or his right foot first?

Do you remember her shouts when she tried to cheer you on during your basketball game?

Do you remember when he got down on one knee when he proposed to you?

Do you remember, how cute she was when she fell asleep?

Do you remember the reason why you yelled at her the first time?

Do you remember, how beautiful she looked when she wore a dress?

Do you remember, what color shoes he liked?

Do you remember, how small her hands were?

Do you remember, the first time you spent his birthday with him, how old was he?

Do you remember her teary eyes and reaching out to hug her?

Do you remember, his increasingly cold reply?

Do you remember her increasingly disappointed expression?

Do you remember the disheartened eyes of a person sitting on the couch with a glass of water when you went out singing with a friend?

Do you remember when he started when he never came home before ten o'clock?

Do you remember, the last time she cooked you breakfast, there was fried poached eggs?

Do you remember the promise you made when you were impatient with her?

Do you remember the day her things were emptied?

You remember, he said, "You can do whatever you like, I don't bother to care about you." "What?

Do you remember when there was an argument over a little thing?

Do you remember when you were considerate to her and gradually became selfish?

Do you remember where you went on your last tour?

Do you remember that her aunt had a stomachache and needed someone to accompany her?

Do you remember, the face he gave you an eyebrow on the court?

Do you remember when she said, 'Why don't we break up?' 'The sunset?'

Do you remember when he had a hangover at your bar, couldn't find his way home, and cried like a kid on the side of the road? Do you hide and watch his friends take him away while he calls your name over and over again.

Do you remember when you hurt him for money?

Do you remember when she said I don't want too much, as long as you work hard to be in love?

Do you remember when you said she was better than you and she held back her tears?

Do you remember, how soft his lips were when he kissed you?

Do you remember her forced smile when you rejected her?

Do you remember how fragrant he was?

Do you remember which hand he loved, the one who wore the watch?

Do you remember when you said you were going to protect her for the rest of your life?

Do you remember, who did you lose?

You remember... He/she?