Chapter 32 Unspoken rules of the episode 1

Let's talk about the topic of this episode: 1. You have a black heart, black lungs, and black belly, why do you forgive obscenity so easily? 2. My ruthlessly betrayed lover, I use Aiwei to light the way home~ (Please choose by yourself!) Since the beginning of June, the temperature has been getting higher and higher day by day. Even though it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was too bright to open one's eyes. In addition, Manager Tian has extra flesh, which makes it even more difficult to bear. Hastily rushed to the door. When they got to the door, they slowed down, with brackets around their mouths, and they smiled respectfully: "General manager!"

Song Ziyan was unbuttoning his sleeve with one hand, and nodded when he saw him. The two walked out together, and it took only three minutes from the hall to the door, and Manager Tian was racing against time to chat nonsense.Zhenglian was overjoyed, but found that Song Ziyan, who had been responding politely, stopped there.Turning around, I saw his eyes fixed in one direction. That was the direction where a heartless little girl used to stand. Now empty. Manager Tian has reached the age of knowing his destiny, his pockets are gradually swollen and his career is small, and he begins to regret day after day that he was too loyal and honest when he was young.It's a waste of youth if you don't want to be romantic. At this age, you just want to be romantic and you lose that passion capital.Therefore, for Song Ziyan, who has this kind of capital and can make a woman have this kind of flair with him, he not only has a dog leg to his boss, but also has a kind of pure man's sympathy, a kind of father's expectation that his children and grandchildren will fulfill their long-cherished wishes and lay down The feeling of Jiangshan.

It's a pity that Song Ziyan is wise in his official business, but he is too confused in private. After so many colorful blooms, he just picked a dog's tail grass.At first, I was heartbroken, thinking that he just tried something new occasionally, and finally integrated into the main theme of society.But seeing how he later helped to rectify the name of that bristlegrass overtly and covertly, the two of them went in and out together as if they were a young couple living a life. This made Manager Tian, ​​who had always placed high hopes on him, almost vomit blood. Fortunately, the day before, the little girl finally resigned. Although he was very sad, he still made a phone call to inquire.After a long silence, Song Ziyan said indifferently: "Approved." When it came into the eardrums from the receiver, he almost burst into tears.

Ladies and gentlemen in the back, push the waves forward, shoot that little girl to death on the beach! However, looking at the obvious loss on his face now, Manager Tian vaguely felt that he was wrong.Although Song Ziyan is now a thorough businessman, he still has the temperament of a son of an aristocratic family, and his father is in the political world.He has always been calm and decent, never being rude in front of others, let alone showing his emotions. To have such an expression, it was because of the dog's tail grass. Manager Tian suddenly had the urge to wake him up by grabbing his ear, Xiao Song, it's no use for the old man to be so optimistic about you.

You have let me down too much! In just a moment, Song Ziyan had turned his head, and in front of him was still Manager Tian's old face with a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum. The expression on his face had long since faded away, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Let's go." Manager Tian chattered with a smile: "It's really hot outside..." He started talking nonsense again, but looking at Song Ziyan's obviously haggard side face, he couldn't help but look back at the direction where his eyes stopped just now. Such emptiness, compared to the intimacy she had with other people a few days ago.

In the eyes of this man who has never been disobedient... which one is more dazzling? After getting in the car, Song Ziyan was used to checking to see if the person in the seat next to him had fastened his seat belt, and before turning his eyes away, he took it back.He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it near his mouth, and finally took it out without lighting it.Turning the key, the car started and pulled out from the parking lot. When entering the community, the man at the door showed sympathy again. What a familiar expression. This is the expression on that person's face every time he sees him with that person, and every time that person sees this face, he hides behind him like a mouse seeing a cat.

At this time, there will be an illusion in my heart. As if he could be relied upon. As if she was dependent on him. It turned out to be an illusion, how funny. After parking the car and entering the elevator, the enclosed space has not seen the sunlight for a long time, and it is very shady compared to the outside, but there is a faint irritability in my heart, which cannot be relieved.Pulling on the tie with one hand, the pain in his chest was relieved a little.But when he saw that figure in the corridor, his anger suddenly rose again. Pretend not to see, pretend not to care, pretend not to care.

Walking straight there, opened the door and entered the room, turned around and paused when closing the door, only slightly covering it. Sitting on the sofa, looking at the half-closed door, I started to annoy myself again. Are you still looking forward to something? I just can't move my foot... I just can't bear to close it... The air conditioner in the room was blowing silently, but it felt even more stuffy, too hot to breathe.He took a glass of ice water and took two sips, but he still couldn't resist the boredom in his chest, which made people suffocate. Sitting on the sofa, he took out a cigarette and put it near his mouth, took out the lighter and pressed it twice before a faint blue flame came out.

In the smog, it seemed that I saw that day again. When I saw the two people walking close to each other in front of the car, how did I feel?When he asked her to go home, how did he feel when he saw her biting her lip and shaking her head gently?When watching them talking and laughing at Yanyan, how did I feel?How did he feel when Manager Tian called and told him that she was going to resign? He couldn't remember, probably never thought about it. He only knows that he wants to keep what he likes by his side, and what he wants is to grasp everything. But the person he wanted to control the most ran away from him, and it was himself who lost his sense of proportion.

He never thought that under her gag-like appearance, she actually had such a stubborn heart. But since she chose to leave so stubbornly, why did she come back? If he wanted to come, he could come, if he wanted to leave, where would she leave him?Who did she take him for? A cigarette butt fell, and the ash splashed on the wooden floor. It's been so long, without a sound, that person outside... is he still there? He slammed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, he didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't help but not think about it.Thinking of it this way, the impetuousness in my heart became entangled again, and it couldn't go away.

He simply stood up, and before his hand touched the doorknob, when the door rang, that astonished face came into view. As if a gust of cool wind was blowing, most of the irritability in his chest disappeared in an instant, but he still turned around uncomfortably, pretending to be nonchalant, picked up the water he hadn't finished drinking just now, and drank it like a cover. A person rushed over behind him, hugged him so tightly, his back was hot and humid, his clothes soaked through and stuck to his skin, and he felt hot and bitter. Only then did I remember that when those scenes flashed by, my mood turned out to be bitter, and these days, it turned out to be bitter over and over again. So, he said coldly: "Let go." "Teacher, I have liked you since the first day you came here. I like your eyebrows, your eyes, your nose, and your mouth. I take every word you say into my heart and hear your voice Just make me feel happy. I like you so much that I like you so much that I can’t live without you. You are the goal of my life, the direction of my life, my morning star in the dark, and illuminate my steps forward.” This is what she said. When she said it, her face was slightly raised, her expression was very serious, and her eyes were painful. But this time, she couldn't make a sound when she said it. The only trace of dryness and stuffiness left in his chest disappeared and became invisible, and his heart suddenly softened, and he could no longer build up a defense. Whether it is bitter or sweet, it has nothing to do with not forgiving, but with reluctance to part with it. And he happened to be the one who was reluctant... When eating, she carefully picked up the vegetables. When she was sleeping, she called her name carefully. She worked hard little by little, although the direction was slightly off, but according to her IQ, there was nothing else she could ask for. It's like two people walking, since she is slow, he just stands there and waits. Although he walked in a straight line and she took a detour in a crooked way, they were all going forward after all, and they could meet in the end. He finally became impatient when she made an awkward interview How is understanding? That is when you unconsciously start paying attention to a person's every move, that is when you unconsciously start to care about a person's minutiae, that is when you unconsciously start to figure out a person's emotions. Instead of relying on a few boring questionnaire answers. Can't help but sigh, she is really not suitable for democracy. It seems that we should be more authoritarian and drag her back to the straight track. It's just... Isn't this person too stupid to be angry? "Some things, I said, you don't understand, it's better to do it directly..." What you do is love, so what is not said...Are you so brainless? !