Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

An Junfeng frowned, "If Zhang Keyan hadn't insisted on being on the show, Director Song and Song Qiaoran would have disapproved of him being on the show, so they asked me to come and watch over it."

"It was pretty good." Zeng Yifan said, "Wu Linxi's performance was also very good and aroused the audience's empathy."

Song Qiaoran grabbed Zhang Keyan who was walking out of the recording studio and asked, "Now that you're on the show, have you fulfilled your wish?"

Zhang Keyan did not answer Song Qiaoran's words. He kept looking back at Wu Linxi who was still sitting in the recording studio, unable to draw his attention away.

"Let's go," Song Qiaoran took Zhang Keyan's hand and walked out. "Uncle An asked us to sit in his office for a while. Let's go and see what the radio station director's office looks like."

As they were about to walk out of the door, Wu Linxi suddenly shouted at them, "Zhang Keyan——"

Zhang Keyan and Song Qiaoran turned their heads at the same time. Song Qiaoran held Zhang Keyan's hand tightly and stared at Wu Linxi.

Wu Linxi walked up to Zhang Keyan, stretched out his hand in front of him and said, "You forgot your phone."

"Thank you--" Zhang Keyan stared at her and took the phone from her.

"Let's go, Uncle An is waiting for us." Song Qiaoran anxiously pulled Zhang Keyan's hand and walked out the door.

"Lin Xi——" Zeng Yifan called her from behind, "I'll treat you to dinner after get off work."

Wu Linxi withdrew his gaze from the gate, shook his head and said, "I don't feel well today - I don't want to go out."

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On the weekend, He Xinyan woke up from her sleep, opened her eyes, and felt bored. I don't know what happened recently, I have no interest in anything.

A classmate from college called me yesterday and asked me to play tennis with him, but I wasn't interested.

Zhou Shao from Xingchen Technology, who had been pursuing her for two years, asked her out for an outing, but she declined.

Song Yuzhe asked her out for dinner again and again, but she turned him down.

He Feng always told her: "You are 27 years old, not young anymore. It is definitely not advisable to play with life by having dinner with this person or dating that person every week. If you like someone, just date that person regularly, and your relationship must be based on the premise of getting married."

Who do you like? He Xinyan listed all the people who liked her from beginning to end. They were too pretentious, of low quality, poorly spoken, and too ugly. Each one was not what she imagined. How could she have a regular relationship with them as He Feng said?

Picking up the phone, she flipped through the names in the phone book from top to bottom, and stopped at Fang Zheng's name for a long time, hesitating whether to dial it.

Why did she call Fang Zheng, she asked herself.

I have known Fang Zheng since I was a child, but because of our different family backgrounds, I have never thought about the relationship between men and women. After I grew up, I found that Fang Zheng has many lovely qualities: he is smart, motivated and lively, can write songs, can play and joke with her, and does not blindly accommodate or say nice things to her, allowing her to express her true nature.

If he had not been in contact with his neighbor Du Qingqing, and if Fang Zheng had had the slightest thoughts about her like he had with other boys, perhaps their relationship could have moved forward a lot earlier.

Does he really have no feelings for me? He Xinyan looked at her phone for a long time.

In any occasion, her appearance would always be like the moon surrounded by stars, making her the focus and the object of pursuit in front of everyone. Only Fang Zheng, apart from thanking her, did not say a single ambiguous word.

Could it be that her allure in front of Fang Zheng was not as strong as that of Du Qingqing, that naive little girl? Thinking of this, she felt a little frustrated.

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