When Cen Yao cut the wrong computer page and projected Xie Yixiu's vacuum suit photo at the school's teaching seminar, it was late autumn in Shanghai.

Outside the window of the conference room is a plane tree that is one of the city's most common planes, and its leaves are falling as if no one was around.

Fifteen minutes ago.

"Xiao Cen, let's go, go to a meeting."

A hand knocked on the corner of Cen Yao's table.

It was Teacher Zhang, the group leader who sat at the table opposite her.

Cen Yao said yes, unplugged the computer, and hugged and followed.

"Don't be nervous about reporting on behalf of our group for a while, although you have only been in the company for two years, but after winning the first prize of the city's high-quality class last time, the leaders have an impression of you." Teacher Zhang said patiently.

Cen Yao nodded, and said in a sweet voice: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass everyone." ”

The sunlight shone through the glass of the hallway on the side of her face, and even the tiny fuzz on her fair skin was clearly visible.

Looking at the little girl's black eyes, Teacher Zhang somehow remembered her daughter who had just entered kindergarten at home, she smiled gently, and said to Cen Yao, come on.

The first time I participated in the school's teaching seminar, I was the first to speak, although I promised Teacher Zhang, but when I walked into the conference room, Cen Yao was still a little nervous.

After the vice principal made a brief opening, Cen Yao walked to the podium.

She didn't know how to use the all-in-one projection machine in the conference room, so she hurriedly debugged for a while before her computer desktop was displayed on the screen.

Because Cen Yao never remembers to close the web page every time he finishes using it, at this moment, there are countless windows nested on the computer layer upon layer, and the leaders and colleagues in the audience are waiting for her, Cen Yao's fingertips sweat when he switches, and he accidentally didn't open the PPT, but mistakenly clicked to the interface of Weibo.

A photo of a man in magnified mode dominates the entire screen.

The original small talk in the audience came to an abrupt end, and the entire conference room fell silent.

The man in the photograph is dressed in a black matte suit, leaning grimly on a Lamborghini Countach pre-owned sports car, with Trinity Square in London, England behind him at night.

He wore no shirt under his suit, the neckline slit extended to his chest, and his looming body was covered with a marble sculpture-like shadow, lining an expressionless face, with a kind of cold seduction.

Cen Yao panicked and clicked on the cross in the upper right corner of the photo, and the picture was minimized, revealing the private message chat box in the background of Weibo.

The name displayed above the chat box is "Mask-Xie Yixiu".

The chat box with Xie Yixiu was neatly lined up with countless messages she had sent unilaterally, and at the bottom were the latest two at noon.

The first is a photo of Fang Cai, and the second is-

"Flipping through your previous magazine pictures, is there anything on your mind when you wear so much?"

It was not clear who was leading the way, and the audience suddenly let out a sneer, which then spread into a room full of laughter.

In front of everyone's eyes, Cen Yao's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to travel back to the lunch break and chop off his reckless paws when surfing.

She quickly closed Weibo, found the PPT and started to show it, and when she raised the microphone to introduce herself, she couldn't help but stammer: "Hello everyone, I'm Cen Yao from the first-grade art group, and I'm currently in charge of the third and seventh classes......"

Fortunately, she was well prepared, and even though there was a small episode, she still completed the report smoothly.

After finishing, Cen Yao put down the microphone and waited for the vice principal's comments.

The other party was very satisfied with her speech, and after praising a few words, she thought of something, looked at Cen Yao with a smile and said, "Xiao Cen, I didn't expect you to chase stars." ”

When the old things were brought up again, Cen Yao was embarrassed for a while, and the temperature of his cheeks had an upward trend.

"He's not a star." She whispered.

The vice principal didn't hear it clearly, and said to himself: "The young man is good, I still look a little familiar." ”

Hearing the other party praise Xie Yixiu, Cen Yao immediately forgot about the embarrassment, and a clear smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes: "You should have seen it on the news, he is the first Chinese racing driver to win the F1 championship, very powerful." ”

Another teacher interjected: "I know, Xie Yixiu of the Mask team, when he won the championship, the news was overwhelming, and they all said that he won glory for the country...... But I don't seem to have seen him come out to compete in the past two years, is he retired? ”

Cen Yao hurriedly said: "No, the studio said that he went abroad to relax, maybe he is resting." ”

After a pause, she added, "I don't think he'll stop there." ”

The tone is very soft, and I don't know if I want to say it to someone else or to myself.

There were other grade teaching groups waiting for the report, and the vice principal pulled the topic back: "Then Xiao Cen, you have to work hard, and strive to catch up with your male god." ”

Cen Yao obediently agreed, but what she thought in her heart was, how could it be, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up with Xie Yixiu.

He has always been so dazzling, like the most unattainable celestial body in the universe where the stars are swirling.

And she is just the most ordinary one among the thousands of people who look at the stars.

After the meeting, Cen Yao returned to the office, there were still ten minutes to get off work, she still felt embarrassed when she thought of the things at the teaching and research meeting, pursed her lips, picked up her mobile phone and entered Weibo, opened Xie Yixiu's private message with a familiar car, and sent him a new message.

Yama Jinyao: "On November 3rd, only the window to be used before the meeting will be on the computer!" ”

There are many fans who will use their idols' Weibo private messages as memos, and Cen Yao is no exception, in addition to remembering, she will occasionally talk to Xie Yixiu like she did at noon today.

Xie Yixiu's account has tens of millions of followers, and countless private messages and messages pour into him every day, and he is the kind of cold character who never flops, so she is not worried about being seen by him.

In order to send a few more messages to Xie Yixiu, Cen Yao specially opened a membership, if it was just to use the memo, it would not be cost-effective, but as a fan, she just wanted to have more contact with him.

Cen Yao casually swiped up a few times, and memos appeared on the screen.

Shan Jinyao: "On October 11, Pei Jiamu said that he would accompany me to Disney on Saturday and pick a new dress to wear and take pictures!" ”

"On October 16th, I bought a copy of Formula 1, and the illustrations of the racing car are so detailed that I can take them to students for expansion during class. ”

Shan Jinyao: "October 20th, the anniversary is approaching, I want to go to the restaurant in my favorite folder with Pei Jiamu to eat the autumn limited couple package, it seems that it is difficult to make an appointment for a seat, so I will call tomorrow to ask." ”

If you continue to flip it, the name "Pei Jiamu" will disappear, and there is no longer anything related to him in Cen Yao's memo.

Pei Jiamu is Cen Yao's ex-boyfriend.

Cen Yao stopped swiping his finger on the screen, and was briefly distracted, remembering that he had discovered Pei Jiamu's Weibo account that Pei Jiamu had never told her a week ago, and he also found an intimate photo of him with others inside.

The photo was taken at Disney, with bright fireworks at night, with his back to the dreamy castle, Pei Jiamu hugged the waist of another girl and gently kissed the other party's eyebrows.

It turned out that he had also taken others to the same paradise.

That day he lied to her that she was going to work overtime, and in the evening she asked him if he wanted to bring him food by himself, but he didn't come back for a long time, thinking that he was having too much fun and didn't want to be disturbed.

I don't know if Pei Jiamu remembered that when the shutter sounded, he used to be in the same place and said that she would always be his little princess.

Cen Yao lacks experience in love, he doesn't know how to deal with such a thing, what kind of posture is good-looking, whether he stands on the moral high ground and aggressively asks questions, or simply blacks out the contact information and disappears.

So she just sent the photo to Pei Jiamu.

Pei Jiamu is worthy of being a top student who entered a well-known law firm after graduation, and his reaction was very calm, and he didn't even ask Cen Yao to meet, but just called her.

On the phone, he said "Yaoyao", and said: "You are also working, many things you should understand, except for my grades when I was studying, I have better grades in other places, and other places are no different from you, just an ordinary person, you see that girl is the daughter of our investor, she can give me a lot of help, I want to climb up, I want to have my own position in Shanghai." ”

The words were straightforward and explicit, Cen Yao didn't understand why "ordinary people" were sufficient motivations for Pei Jiamu to cheat, but put it on her was a reason to be belittled.

About Cen Yao's silent reaction made Pei Jiamu feel a little guilty, he slowed down his voice again, and said in a low voice: "I don't know how to tell you, Yaoyao, I can't let go of you in my heart, but now we can't be so naïve, do you understand." Take your idol as an example, not everyone can make a lot of money as easily as him, if I rely on myself, I won't be able to make enough money for a race car in my life. ”

Cen Yao didn't want to argue with Pei Jiamu about whether Xie Yixiu's money was really earned so easily, she just interrupted him very slowly and resolutely: "Pei Jiamu, then let's break up." ”

Pei Jiamu didn't seem to expect her to be so reasonable, and after a few seconds, he said yes.

A word of light fluttering was sent by the current, concise to the point of coldness.

Cen Yao hung up the phone.

She didn't live with Pei Jiamu, so just delete her mobile phone number and cut off all contact on social platforms, she can completely erase the traces that the other party has left in her life.

For the first time, she knew that breaking up was so easy.

The comfort when you are sad, the warmth of holding hands, and the future you look forward to, all of them are not worth mentioning.

Cen Yao looked at the memos he had written, the tip of his nose was sore, and the slightest trace of sadness came up silently.

Today was originally her and Pei Jiamu's anniversary, and she was going to eat at the restaurant she had collected for a long time.

Seats were so hard to book that she booked them two weeks in advance, but there was no one to accompany her.

Cen Yao silently comforted herself in her heart, it's not a big deal if she doesn't have a boyfriend, isn't it just a couple's package, she can eat alone, just pack it if she can't finish eating.

Making up his mind, Cen Yao put on a plush crossbody bag, said goodbye to his colleagues, and walked out of the office.

On the way to the downtown business district by subway, Cen Yao said to himself that going to eat this meal is not to Pei Jiamu's old love, but because the couple's package is a limited autumn edition of the restaurant, and the autumn in Shanghai is not long, and if you miss it, you will have to wait for next year, and it is a pity that you can't eat the original dessert that comes with the meal.

The taste of the restaurant is very good, each dish looks beautiful, and the dessert presented is a pearl shell made of chocolate cake, which looks like a beautiful prop that will appear in the Little Mermaid movie, Cen Yao is reluctant to eat it, and takes it away with other food that has not been touched.

The speed of eating alone will always be faster, and when Cen Yao left the restaurant, it was not yet eight o'clock, which was the moment of crowding.

The high-rise buildings near the business district are brightly lit and prosperous, and in the distance is the waterway that flows through Shanghai, and the river breeze gusts, blowing the prosperity of the ten-mile ocean field from beginning to end.

Cen Yao inadvertently looked up and saw an advertisement for a luxury brand jewelry line playing on the large outdoor screen hanging outside the mall building.

In the pure white background, the man is wearing a close-fitting black turtleneck, he is very young, he looks only in his early twenties, high nose bridge, thin lips, fluffy hair and eyes are glowing with a faint cold light, and his facial features are so excellent that even if he is shot with high-definition lenses, he is flawless, but more and more profound.

It's Xie Yixiu.

His hands were beautiful, his fingers were slender and his bones were distinct, and he wore metal bracelets and rings of irregular design, as noble as a young king in accepting a bow.

Cen Yao remembered that this advertisement was an endorsement that Xie Yixiu received three years ago, and the brand favored him very much, and rarely signed a five-year long-term contract, which is a treatment that many big-name stars can't get.

He became famous at a young age, only 21 years old, and just two years after becoming an F1 driver, he won three sub-Grand Prix championships in Monaco, the Netherlands and Abu Dhabi in succession, and maintained a leading result throughout the season, soaring to the first place in the world in points, and reaching the top in his career, winning the first F1 Chinese championship in history.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of media, Xie Yixiu wore the national flag and drove slowly past the track of the last stop in Abu Dhabi, driving past the silhouette of the sunset and lush tropical plants in the twilight, and finally climbed onto the podium to open champagne, foam and streamers intertwined and forced landing, like falling snow to crown him as a god.

At that moment he was the protagonist of the world, and no one was more visible than him.

When he lifted the trophy in cheers, Cen Yao had just been promoted to his senior year, and at the same age as him, he was still confused about his completion and work.

She sometimes can't believe that a high-ranking person like Xie Yixiu would be a high school classmate like her, growing up in Shanghai like her, and spending the same three years in the same school.

But other than that, they're so different.

At that time, she entered the key high school Hushi Middle School through the art high school entrance examination, but Xie Yixiu was the first place in the city's high school entrance examination.

On the first day of enrollment, he delivered a speech in the auditorium as a freshman representative, and Cen Yao sat under the stage and listened to the nearby classmates gossiping about Xie Yixiu's gossip.

"He likes racing, you know, he got his driver training certificate in junior high school."

"That's not because his family has money, ordinary people who can afford this, anyway, his father is the CEO of a multinational car company, and some money is burned for him."

"What's sour, why don't you mention that people's grades are so much better than you."

Cen Yao didn't remember the rest very clearly, he could only remember that after the opening ceremony that day, several beautiful girls in the art class went to Xie Yixiu to ask for contact information, but he ignored any of them.

At that time, everyone in Shanghai felt that Xie Yixiu would become a great person, and he would reach a height that they would never reach in their lifetime.

He did, until two years ago.

That season, after the Singapore Grand Prix, Xie Yixiu plummeted down the rankings and finished 16th out of 20 drivers, before the team announced that he would not be racing again for the time being.

Xie Yixiu's studio also issued an announcement, saying that Xie Yixiu has been under too much physical and mental pressure since he started his career, and he needs a period of time to adjust his state, and he will go abroad to recuperate.

Today, Xie Yixiu has disappeared from the public eye for two years.

Perhaps because his road to fame is too legendary and his fall is too dramatic, the discussion about him has always been hot, and a more mainstream view is that he probably walked too smoothly before winning the championship, and couldn't accept the sudden failure, so he collapsed and fled.

But Cen Yao knew that Xie Yixiu was not such a person.

She was sure he would come back.

Cen Yao withdrew his gaze from the advertising screen, feeling that his mood did not seem to improve because of the delicious limited set menu and the advertisement of the male god.

This is something that is not very common for her.

Cen Yao crossed the street slowly, reflected seriously when waiting for the traffic light, and then honestly admitted to herself that although she didn't like Pei Jiamu so much, the breakup did bring her a lot of frustration.

She hadn't even told anyone that she had broken off with Pei Jiamu.

Because I feel ashamed.

Shame on Pei Jiamu, and shame on his bad vision.

And Pei Jiamu's words really hurt her.

Indeed, she is too ordinary in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, with no background, no connections, and no rich investor father.

But is it a mistake in the ordinary, is it a crime, it's not that she is not motivated, it's not that she doesn't work hard, she has done her best, she has been admitted to a good university, she has found a decent job, what else do you want from her.

The long-suppressed emotions seemed to have finally been awakened, swirling and steaming in Cen Yao's chest.

She wanted someone to talk to.

It was at this time that Cen Yao realized that the only person who could make her unburdened and not afraid of embarrassment was Xie Yixiu, who would never reply to her.

Before Cen Yao walked into the subway station, he sent a private message to Xie Yixiu.

Haruka Yama: "I'm out of love with QAQ. ”

Thinking of what Pei Jiamu had done, she was angry again, and added two words that were more excessive than the dangerous speech at noon.

Shan Jinyao: "But it doesn't matter, after all, I still have a husband, right?" ”

Yama Imaka: "(No one saw) (kissed) (ran away)"

After sending it, she raised her head, even if she walked far away, she could still see Xie Yixiu's advertisement, the huge electronic screen illuminated half of the sky, he was the most shining scenery in the metropolis, and she was submerged in the crowd of people entering the station, so small that it was like a faint drop of rain, blending into the infinite rushing ocean.

The signal in the subway station was poor, and Cen Yao returned home only to find that his private message had not been successfully sent.

As she opened the door, she re-clicked the red spinning symbol next to the three messages.

This time it was finally sent, Cen Yao walked into the house, and was about to put down the restaurant bag in his hand, when he suddenly saw two more replies on the screen-

Mask-Xie Yixiu: "? ”

Mask-Xie Yixiu: "Whose husband is it?" ”