If there is really a God's perspective, I am afraid that the love story of Zhao Xiaoyan and Li Zimu will have to be rewritten.

Xiao Xiang has silently asked himself in his heart countless times: If he had known that the cup of durian coconut milk that loosened the lock of his love heart was just a moment of thought and a gesture when Li Zimu helped He Keren buy milk tea, would he still be so moved by Li Zimu who was smiling and holding milk tea that night.

"Director Li, I want to invite Director He to have a light meal in the evening, I don't know if she has time." The voice on the other end of Zimu's phone confused Xiao Shan, and with her simple life experience, she couldn't quite understand why this type of conversation appeared in Zimu's mobile phone call.

"She shouldn't have time at night." Perhaps because he was afraid that Xiao Yan had just discovered the displeasure of his "preference" grouping in his circle of friends, Li Zimu simply refused the invitation to dinner on the other side for He Keren, and dialed He Keren's phone instead, "A called just now and said that I wanted to invite you to dinner in the evening, and I said that you don't have time to help you refuse." ”

"No, I'm going." He Keren said resolutely with three points of disgust and seven points.

The conversation between Li Zimu and He Keren was so skillful that Xiao Yan, who was sitting opposite Zimu, suddenly felt that he was very redundant.

"You're going to go out to dinner with He Keren at night, aren't you?" The sample asked Zimu tentatively.

"Yes, I'm going to eat, I like to go out to eat." Li Zimu did not raise his head, but his tone was a little resolute and unquestionable.

"But aren't we eating? Is the food out that good? Or is it not so much about you that the meal itself is important, but more important about the person across from you? Xiao Yan said visibly angrily.

"Yes, I went out with Director He to eat more than with my relatives at home." Xiao Xiang really couldn't guess what Li Zimu's psychology was when he said this, but he really blurted out almost without any hesitation, Xiao Yan could clearly feel that what Zimu said was not angry, he was just stating his thoughts very calmly.

Li Zimu still went to eat that meal, just like the countless meals that he and He Keren went out to eat together as usual during the subsequent relationship between Zimu and Xiao Sample, Zimu took He Keren's mobile phone and decided whether to answer the call from others for her, which was normal and unusual.

"Li Zimu, go out for some group activities at night." For Li Zimu, the opposite side is a rare invitation.

"I'm not going, I'm going to be unhappy." Li Zimu, who has never known how to refuse, chose to say "no" this time.

"Is it so heavy on sex and light on friends, 'wife is strict'? This is not married yet, and the status of the family in the future can be seen, Zimu. If you don't go, then we'll call Yi Feng to go. The other end of the line said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Perhaps out of love for Xiao Xiang, Li Zimu also tried to refuse to participate in this kind of meaningful but not very meaningful dinner twice. Zimu may have really thought about shifting the focus of his life in the direction of raising eyebrows with his lover, and he even had the idea of trying to transfer away from his current workplace, but he never said that he would try to transfer his existing department and keep an appropriate distance from He Keren. It is not difficult to understand that in order to be transferred to He Keren's subordinates, Li Zimu and He Keren have made a lot of efforts.

In any case, the "effort" that Li Zimu tried to make in the love between him and Zhao Xiaoxiang turned out to be obvious.

Time is silent, but it answers all questions. Zhao Xiaoxiang was too naïve, too persistent and serious about her feelings, and overestimated Li Zimu's love for her. There are some things that don't really need to be asked, looking back, every detail is the answer. It's just that the current little ones are too persistent and too hopeful that the love they believe can last for a long time, and they can only brainwash themselves over and over again - real love must be able to influence each other.

When the fake is true, it is also false, and when it is false, it is also true. It doesn't matter if it's true or false, but Zhao Xiaoxiang is still at an age where he has to distinguish between right and wrong, and is obsessed with truth and falsehood.