Lao Wang’s thoughts and Wang Yuxuan’s spoiled behavior.

The warm scene formed by the two made me, a foreigner, feel a little at a loss...I stood up and said softly: "Master, I'll leave first, come again another day."

Hearing the sound, Lao Wang got up and put his phone aside, "Wait a minute, you'll leave now, I'm not relieved."

"I'm so grown-up, what's there to worry about?"

I smiled and said, "You miss my junior sister too. You guys have a good chat, I'm fine."

After speaking, I stopped stopping and walked out of Lao Wang's office.

I don’t know what else they will say between father and daughter, and I don’t know if they will talk about me and talk about the things between me and Mengyang... Now I don’t want to know about these things at all.

Understanding the truth is one thing, and implementing the truth will be another thing; the two are contradictory and coexist, and they torture me repeatedly. For a moment, I thought about letting go.

I pretended not to know anything and stopped contacting Meng Yang. However, my original intention was to not allow me to do this. People were selfish, especially when it involved personal interests.

I asked myself that I had never done anything that I was sorry for Meng Yang, why did he do those dirty and shameful things behind his back?

Maybe this idea is a bit naive, but I just can't control myself from thinking about it.

When I was in a restaurant, Du Cheng said that if you want to understand something, you cannot just rely on your ears to listen, but also observe with your eyes. When I heard Lao Wang’s news from Mengyang, the answer I got was completely opposite after seeing Lao Wang.

Similarly, will I get the opposite answer from Mengyang if I know something from Lao Wang?

After this idea came out, I was shocked by myself again. How terrible would it be if the things Lao Wang told me were also fabricated?

For a moment, I didn't know where to go or what to do.

Standing in a daze on Guomao Street, I lost my direction.

......

I want to find someone to tell me, and I don’t need to give me any direction. As long as I can listen, I will say all my resentment and grievances, and I will scold this fucking world and the hearts that cannot be seen through.

I am a man and a strong person, but no matter how strong I am, I will collapse when I encounter such a thing. The betrayal between friends is no less than the betrayal in love.

There will betrayal, there will be harm.

This kind of damage is like the sharpest knife in the world, piercing heavily in the heart and repeating repeatedly. Only those who have experienced it will understand the pain... Perhaps, one day I can let go of these things, but the future has not yet come, how should I let go of it?

Going forward, across several buildings, is Borui. On the twenty-third floor there, there is a woman I love who pushed me out of her world at 2 a.m.... Backwards, less than a kilometer away, there is a coffee shop called Deep Sea.

There are also many memories of me there. It witnessed my wandering, passionate love, separation until I say goodbye completely.

This street, one of the most prosperous streets in the capital, has left too many traces of me without realizing it, but these traces have gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

Every day, many job seekers from other places rushed here, and too many wanderers left here.

I do not belong to the former now, and I am infinitely close to the latter.

The breakup with Zhang Yao made me think about leaving here. Meng Yang's knife behind him was another violent catalyst...

With a long sigh, I finally started my steps and walked backwards.

Subconsciously, I was worried that I would meet those people in Boreli, afraid that they would ask me why I left, and even more afraid that I would meet her, so I chose to walk back, go to the deep sea to have a cup of coffee, and then say a few words to the boss lady.

......

deep sea.

After I opened the door, I felt refreshed. The atmosphere here made me forget the heat outside. This is the case in some places. It will make people quiet in a moment. Although it is not the first time I have been to the deep sea, it will give me a new feeling every time.

The only thing that remains unchanged is quiet, quiet from the inside out.

"A cup of deep sea..."

"No added sugar, right?" the thirty-year-old boss lady asked me with a gentle smile.

"Well..." I hesitated for a moment, and I said, "It's better to add sugar. Life is too hard, so I always have some sugar."

"Is this happening?"

Hearing the sound, I looked at her and found that her eyes were very bright, with wisdom and vicissitudes of her peers. It is said that eyes are the window of the human soul. I think her soul must be like an old bar?

Tugging the corners of my mouth, I replied with a little emotion: "I would rather not meet."

"Hey, who hasn't had a story in this life?"

"That's right, for example, you must have many stories in front of me."

She raised her eyebrows lightly and smiled, "Story, isn't it a thing that has passed away yet, why do you mention it?"

“Perfect.”

I gave her a thumbs up and asked curiously: "I have been here so many times, but I don't know what your name is."

"What? Are you curious about me?"

"Well, is there anything wrong?"

“Tsk tsk….”

She didn't answer immediately, but turned around to make coffee for me. Her figure was very good, a figure that would not look away when a man saw it. Her head was very natural, and her typical black, straight, simple and gentle.

This woman is direct and generous with the northerners, and delicate and gentle with the southerners. I can't help but think that God must have been particularly pampered when he created her, right?

"Hey...what are you?"

"Oh, nothing, I just look at you with appreciation."

"You are a little special."

"Does this mean that you are curious about me?"

"Maybe," she chuckled and said, "But I'm more curious, why didn't you bring the girl today?"

"Well......"

"Your coffee."

She pushed the cup of coffee in front of me and said, "I seem to have told you my name, my name is Gu Wei."

"No way?"

I looked at her in amazement, but couldn't remember when I asked her name.

"Then let's get to know each other again." She stretched out her right hand.

I gently held her and said with a smile: "Chen Mo."

"You don't have to tell me what your name is, I can't remember it." She smiled and pulled her hand back.
Chapter completed!