My boss betrayed me

I know that your love for me is earth-shattering and heart-wrenching. You wish you could hold the entire universe in front of me, and hope that I will become the most dazzling and happy little fairy.

But I am just an ordinary, unremarkable woman. All I want is a simple, plain, stable marriage and an ordinary man who has done nothing earth-shattering.

The man I chose, in terms of his sense of responsibility, sense of accomplishment, talent and courage, is only based on the little expectations and calculations of an ordinary woman for ordinary days.

However, Mu Chu, you have long transcended the ordinary, just like a 'strange existence' that is wandering freely on the boundary between humans and ghosts. "

Her thoughts were like a wild horse running wildly across the vast grassland, and she recalled the good times she had spent with Mu Chu.

I remember one time, it was an afternoon when the sun was so warm that it could instantly melt a person into a pool of spring water. Mu Chu gently brushed away the petals that fell on her hair like a spring breeze, and his eyes were full of tenderness and care that could make people indulge in it.

At that time, her heart was so sweet that it almost burst into brilliant fireworks. She felt as if she was in a sea of ​​honey, dizzy with happiness.

There was also that time at the beach, when Mu Chu held her hand tightly, facing the sea breeze, and spoke passionately and loudly at the top of his lungs about his beautiful vision for the future. The scene was so romantic that it made people scream until their voices broke.

But now all this beauty seems to have been torn apart by the "extremely cruel" monster of reality, becoming fragmented and horrible.

That night, the bloody, miserable and horrifying scene of Li Yichen shooting himself kept replaying in her mind.

The wind outside the window sounded stronger, like countless wronged souls crying out, making a "wailing" sound.

It was as if she was the scapegoat who committed heinous and unforgivable crimes, as if the faces of those living and dead people were right in front of her, howling, shouting at the top of their lungs, and accusing with deep anguish, and the sound seemed to tear her soul apart.

Her love for Xia Muchu was so deep that it would last forever; and her hatred for him was so deep that it penetrated her bones.

She felt this peak of emotion so truly and clearly with her own eyes. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe with any fancy words. It was a mighty force that was desperately rushing out from the cracks between her bones and from every pore, as if it wanted to devour her completely without leaving anything behind.

The "devil" of fate was so "sick and cruel" that it pushed this weak, helpless and vulnerable woman to the brink of life and death where a single thought could determine her life or death, without any mercy or moral ethics.

Nangong Yue faced this huge problem that was far beyond her age. She gritted her teeth, and with a look as firm as steel, she made a resolute decision.

He secretly returned the stolen money and stopped the tragedy from getting worse with an overwhelming force. He racked his brains to find a trace of comfort in his conscience, in order to preserve the last bottom line for Xia Muchu and ease the urgency of the police investigation.

If the matter were to be exposed and the truth were to come to light, it would give Xia Muchu a slight advantage in legal matters, at least preventing him from suffering the tragic fate of having his head moved away and being left without a burial place.

There is no doubt that this thorny and troublesome matter provided a very slim and elusive opportunity to solve Bai Fang's troubles.

Early in the morning, just as Liuli went out to work, the sky was still gloomy and covered with dark clouds, as if a heavy rain would come at any time.

Nangong Yue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She called Fang Baiyun in a hurry and shouted at the top of her voice: "Brother Fang, it's urgent, come and pick me up!"

From time to time, there was a "hissing" sound of electrical noise coming from the phone.

Then, she rummaged through the boxes and hurriedly found the music tape she brought from the door seal. She planned to start her in-depth communication with Fang Baiyun with the song "Calling". In her mind, she planned the ideas and process of the conversation in great detail and perfection.

Fang Baiyun's speed was so fast as lightning that he arrived there in a hurry.

Nangong Yue caught a glimpse of his car from the window, walked down the stairs gracefully and elegantly, got into his car with a charming and charming figure, and said:

"I'm sorry to bother you so early in the morning. My heart is broken to pieces. I can't put it together.

Since you are Mu Chu's best friend, you can just treat me as a 'fox borrowing the power of the tiger'."

Fang Baiyun raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a charming smile. After starting the car, he asked, "Girl, where are we going to let loose and have fun?"

Nangong Yue replied nonchalantly, "Let's go to the suburbs to relax and let our soul go on a journey without any restrictions."

Fang Baiyun was petrified when he heard this. He was stunned for several seconds, then he stepped on the accelerator as if waking up from a dream and suddenly realized something. He said, "Sister, you look as pale as an eggplant hit by frost, so dark. Writing a book is not something that can be done overnight. Don't tire yourself out and become half-human."

Nangong Yue stuffed the tape into the tape recorder in the car, and the melody of "Calling" instantly sounded in the car.

She lowered the volume a little and asked:

"Brother Ye, between the two songs, 'The Chant of the River' and 'The Call', which one do you prefer?"

"That depends on the specific situation." Fang Baiyun said while concentrating on driving. "If you are hungry and cold, desperate, and have no way out, you will definitely prefer "The Song of the River" and get a strong and powerful feeling from it.

The indomitable force of the wild and the overwhelming momentum that is unstoppable are conducive to cultivating a rock-solid, indomitable and never-give-up spirit.

When you are no longer worried about anything, you can enjoy delicious food and drink freely, and you will have the leisure to appreciate "The Call" and pursue a state of transcendence, transcendence, and spiritual sublimation. This is called "being well fed and warmed and thinking about elegance."

"That makes sense, it makes a lot of sense!" Nangong Yue nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "Your experience is much richer than mine, it's simply a treasure trove of knowledge. Can you tell me in detail about your unique insights into the song "Calling" so that my artistic appreciation level can soar to the sky."

After the car turned right, Fang Baiyun asked suspiciously and confusedly, "Sister, you called me here in such a hurry, could it be that you just wanted to talk to me about music, something as simple and ordinary as this?"

"At least in my opinion, we should start this communication that goes deep into our bones and touches our souls with music."

"In fact, I only have a superficial understanding of this aspect." Fang Baiyun said, "A hundred people can have a hundred completely different and vastly different understandings of the same piece of music.