At this moment, many emotions emerged in my heart: unresolved, unwilling to accept, sadness and grievance.

I don’t know why Zhang Yao said this, and I don’t know why she rejected my kindness. Could it be because of the ridiculous and useless thing to do for you?

To be fair, when I decided to do those things for her, I had already thought of all the consequences. There was nothing I could not accept. Only, I didn't expect Zhang Yao to resist like this. To be precise, it was the indifference in resistance that made me extremely unfamiliar.

People say that time is the best medicine to heal all trauma, but one night plus one morning is not enough to heal her trauma, because it is too short.

I could accept this, but, I didn't expect that this short time would make her trauma bigger.

"Stop making trouble, okay?"

Forced to lower my emotions, I almost sincerely said to her: "It's not our personal grudge now. Just think that I am a small employee who wants to show off in front of you, the president, and use it as a promotion and salary increase."

"I didn't make a fuss."

Zhang Yao probably realized that her tone was a little cold to me. She paused and changed to a normal attitude, and then said: "Chen Mo, I don't want to bring the matter between us into work. I can tell you clearly about this matter than anyone else. Similarly, you can do it if you want to show yourself, but please find your position before showing yourself."

The most injuring weapon in the world is the determination of the closest people.

Zhang Yao is playing this role that hurts me now. Every word in her words is like a knife, penetrated hard into my already fragile heart.

I could clearly hear a sound, which was the barriers and the sound of collapse built by me with my dignity.

I really want to laugh, but I controlled the muscles and nerves at the corner of my mouth and sang a show against me at this moment. I just looked at her without saying a word.

Zhang Yao has been looking at me all the time. Seeing me like this, she should be able to feel something. She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Sorry, I don't mean to look down on you or hurt you sincerely, but the reality is like this. Chen Mo. I believe more than anyone else. You will be my strong help in the future, but now is not the time."

"I understand"

I can finally speak, but the feeling of being blocked in my throat still made it very difficult for me to speak. I coughed heavily, "I have always known the gap between us, and I am also facing me, just wanting to do something for you."

"But I don't want you to put yourself in, it's unfair to you."

“Is there any fairness in this world?”

Zhang Yao pondered for a while and replied: "No."

"That's right, there's no fairness."

With a dejected smile, I turned around and didn't dare to look at her again. I controlled my left hand that was gradually shaking, and said in a sad and joyful voice: "Since you don't want to use this method, nor do you want to file a lawsuit. I have no choice but to retaliate the case. Haha, who made me just a fucking insignificant little character?"

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing me, I was about to leave, Zhang Yao's emotions finally changed. At least, her voice could make me feel a hint of panic.

"Get out of here, Borey is not suitable for me, really."

"Chen Mo, is it OK to be more mature?"

"I thought it very clearly, it's not that I'm angry." Speaking of this, I felt that this excuse was extremely ridiculous. "Even if I'm angry, of course, if I can't do it well, I won't come back. I can't say this, after all, that's too difficult."

"Can you not be childish?"

Zhang Yao said in a tired voice: "In Borui, I don't have many trustworthy people anymore. Can you not cause trouble for me?"

I don’t know how I left the office, nor do I know what kind of emotions I stood on the streets of Guomao.

I didn't give her the answer, and it's not particularly clear whether I'm resigning from Borui now, but one thing I can be sure of: I won't be back here after this afternoon.

Because, I dare not go again

Seeing my lover face the factional battles alone and the intrigues in the mall, I can't help her at all, which makes me feel desperate

By the way, are we still lovers now?

Although no one proposed breaking up, her attitude towards me and my resolute expression from the office seemed to be something that should appear by a man and a woman in love.

All of this happened.

With a bitter smile, I raised my head. Even though I knew I could not see anything, I tried to see her expression through the twenty-three-story building.

There is nothing else that can be achieved except the dazzling sunlight shining on the glass window.

It seems that this is the gap between me and Zhang Yao.

It seemed that everything had returned to its former origin, and I and the woman upstairs became two parallel lines that would not intersect again.

"I'm really unwilling to give up."

I clenched my fists and said to myself, "Chen Mo, don't give up, that woman is still waiting for you."

But Zhang Yao will really give me a chance, and do I still have time to prove myself?

This is a realistic city, and the people here are very realistic, not to mention, how should I prove it? Will I really have such luck to break into a sky of my own in Beijing?

I have no idea.

At the same intersection, the same street, the street lights are still so dazzling. I can finally visit the convenience store downstairs again.

I don’t know when it started, but on the way home, her shadow was so scary that people dared not recall or look at it.

It's already dark.

I unpacked the cigarette I just bought in a convenience store, took out one and lit it, and just lit it.

I began to resist the smell of nicotine, just like Zhang Yao resisted me to help her in my own way. I didn't take a sip, just clamped it between my fingers, staring at it burning, turning into ashes, and finally scattered in the summer night sky of Beijing.

The corner of my mouth raised, and I seemed to see a long-lost toy. Until now, I finally realized my simplicity.

She said that, it really makes sense for her. I am still very naive. The so-called maturity and the so-called method are just my own self-conception.

The smoke burned halfway.
Chapter completed!