We're All Especially Sympathizing With That Man

After class, Yuan Zhan felt sore all over his body. The coach asked him to lie flat on the mat and relax his whole body. Yan Jingxi's whole body was relaxed, and he only sweated a little. Because he often exercises, the amount of exercise just now is not for him. Said it was just a warm-up.

After relaxing, Yuan Zhan took a shower in the bathroom before changing clothes and coming out.

Yan Jingxi stood at the door with her hands folded in front of her chest: "You are familiar with the neighborhood, why don't you treat me to a meal?"

When Yuan Zhan thought of the few pounds of fat that appeared on his body inexplicably, he refused decisively: "I just finished exercising, please."

Yan Jingxi let go of her hands and sighed slightly: "You are not fat."

Yuan Zhan was firm in his decision: "If I say I won't eat it, I won't eat it."

Yan Jingxi did not continue to hook his addiction to food: "Okay, then buy me a cup of tea."

Yuan Zhan's mind was still in a mess, he didn't really want to get in touch with Yan Jingxi, but he was as clingy as a rambunctious monkey.

Reluctantly agreed to him: "Okay."

The two left the gym and drove to a teahouse. The location was found by Yan Jingxi. He was more familiar with the situation here than Yuan Zhan, and Yuan Zhan began to wonder if he had scouted the nearby restaurants in advance.

They like to go to teahouses to drink tea and chat, but Yuan Zhan doesn't know what he should chat with Yan Jingxi. After sitting down, he picks up the menu and reads there. He remembered that in the dream, they also used to go to teahouses. Yan Jingxi always came They are the ones who order food, and he is responsible for eating and drinking. The two will talk about the people and things they have encountered at work. They never hide anything from each other. Yan Jing moved west to accommodate him.

They are actually ordinary married people, living an ordinary married life, but they care more about each other.

It's just that no one thought that because of one person's far-fetched wishes, life after life would be changed. Now it belongs to their third world, and Yuan Zhan himself is almost in the fourth world. ten years.

"If you don't order, I will help you."

"it is good."

Yuan Zhan suddenly realized that Yan Jingxi suddenly knew all his preferences before. One month before the divorce, he didn't even know that he was allergic to shrimp. He knew it shortly after their divorce.

What does it mean?

Yan Jingxi also has memories of their past, and he also...

It turned out that he had already recovered his past memory?

But why didn't he mention it all the time, instead he joined other people to deal with Bai Yueguang.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhan's mood improved a lot. He no longer recalled the memories he received in his dream, but listened to Yan Jingxi recite the refreshments in a nice voice. For food, refreshments are not a meal, they only serve to suppress the stomach.

It can be said to be their afternoon tea.

As soon as Yan Jingxi raised his head, he saw Yuan Zhan staring at him. He touched his face: "I'm handsome, right?"

Yuan Zhan: "..." A narcissistic person.

Yan Jingxi: "You must say in your heart that I am narcissistic."

Yuan Zhan retorted calmly: "No, it's just arrogance."

Yan Jingxi: "One meaning."

Yuan Zhan: "You haven't learned Chinese well."

Yan Jingxi: "The school I graduated from is similar to yours, so it shouldn't be too bad."

Yuan Zhan leaned his back on the chair relaxedly: "Yes."

After exercising all afternoon, Yuan Zhan was still a little tired and started to feel sleepy while sitting.

The temperature today is relatively low compared to other times. No wonder he tends to gain weight. He sweats when it’s hot in summer, and he can’t keep fat at all. But now it’s winter. He can sit but don’t stand, and can lie down instead of sitting. Can you not grow meat?

It is also possible that the pressure has not been so great recently, Bai Yueguang is now in prison, and he feels a lot more relaxed.

Yan Jingxi wanted to talk to Yuan Zhan more, but seeing him sleepy, he didn't bring up a few topics, so he made tea and drank tea by himself, and let Yuan Zhan doze off with his chin on his hands. Now, even if they didn't deliberately find topics, the surrounding There is also a warm atmosphere.

Everything is so natural.

Yan Jingxi was not in a hurry, he was very aware of Yuan Zhan's situation, and he doubted the authenticity of the memories he had received at first, not to mention that he only received them now.

The two of them didn't sit in the teahouse for long, Yan Jingxi sent Yuan Zhan home and asked him to go back and rest early.

It was only six o'clock in the evening, and the sky had completely darkened.

The moment Yuan Zhan got out of the car, there was white snow in the sky, pedestrians on the road stopped to take pictures, and there was the exclamation of children, there was a sense of solidity, his feet seemed to fall back to the ground.

Snowing.

Yan Jingxi turned off the ignition of the car, stood beside Yuan Zhan, and opened his palm to catch the flying snowflakes.

"It's been many years since we saw the snow together, and we didn't go skiing in the ski resort together."

Yuan Zhan didn't answer him, he knew it was Yan Jingxi's temptation.

After a long time, Yuan Zhan said: "I'm going back, you should go back early, the road is slippery when it snows."

Yan Jingxi nodded, he didn't intend to stay: "Okay, then I'll go back."

Yuan Zhan watched Yan Jingxi drive away, and he turned around and walked into the community after he couldn't see the rear of the car.

Many people on the road opened their umbrellas one after another, but Yuan Zhan found it interesting. He liked the beauty of snow, but rejected its coldness.

Just like himself now, he knew that he should be with Yan Jingxi, but he didn't want to speak.

Perhaps too many memories have been mixed between them, and they can't find the feeling at the beginning.

His thoughts were still affected by the surrounding events, and Yuan Zhan returned home despite the wind and snow.

When he got home, he changed out of his down jacket. The heating in the house was always on. He only needed to wear a thin bottom shirt at home. If he wore too much, he would sweat too much.

I don't know if it was because he hadn't exercised for a long time, but he suddenly over-exercised. As soon as he got home, he slumped on the sofa and started to let himself go. Before he knew it, Yuan Zhan began to feel sleepy just like in the teahouse, and his whole body began to ache.

Today's spirit has been in a tense state. As soon as I relax, I will naturally start to feel sleepy, not to mention that snow is also a good weather for sleeping.The next day was Saturday, and Yuan Zhan didn't plan to go to the company to work overtime, thinking about the work plan for next week.

Before he knew it, Yuan Zhan fell asleep.

After a good night's sleep, Yuan Zhan didn't have any weird dreams. He slept on the sofa all night. When he got up, his back was sore. The muscles he used yesterday were so sore.

Standing barefoot by the window, the outside is already covered in silver, it can be seen that the snow fell heavily last night, a piece of silvery white.

Early in the morning, WeChat received a text message from Taihe.

He told Yuan Zhan that Bai Yueguang's matter may come to fruition soon.

Yuan Zhan: He confessed?

Taihe: On the night you came, he confessed the crime.

Yuan Zhan: That's pretty good, what kind of punishment will he get in the end.

Taihe: If there is no accident, it will be executed by shooting.

Yuan Zhan: It feels like he has been taken advantage of, and has harmed so many people.

Yes, Bai Yueguang harms not only the drug addicts in the society, but also those innocent people who were affected by him or lost their lives because of him.

Taihe: I don't know what to say, but the matter finally came to an end.

Yuan Zhan: I understand, Brother Tai, rest well, it's not easy for you.

Taihe: Well, my brothers in heaven will probably be able to rest in peace too.

Yuan Zhan: Yes.

The relationship between the two of them is actually average, and they didn't talk too deeply.

After breakfast, Yuan Zhan was pinching his sore arm, and Qi Youchi also called him.

Qi Youchi: "Boss, the headhunter recommended a candidate for the position of Legal Director."

Yuan Zhan: "Send me the information."

Qi Youchi: "It has been sent to your mailbox. If you think there is no problem, let him come to the company to meet with us on Monday."

Yuan Zhan: "Okay, let me take a look first."

Director of Legal Affairs, their company has not been able to recruit suitable candidates.

Hit the computer and find the resume sent by Qi Youchi in several new emails.

A name jumped into his eyes.

"Feng Jiaqin?"

Why does this name feel so familiar.

He began to recall, isn't this his high school classmate?

His existence in the first and second lives was relatively subtle, and there is no relevant information about his work in this life.

Before he sorted out those memories, a high school classmate appeared again. He now has the feeling of being bitten by a snake once and afraid of well ropes for ten years. When he sees familiar people around him, he can't help but think deeply.

No matter what the character of this person is, he still has to meet for a while.

In this life, he probably can't be friends with Zhou Bufan and the others, but he can't completely reject other classmates, maybe they just happen to be looking for a job.

During the two days of rest, Yuan Zhan took the initiative to reduce his diet, and only ate until he was [-]% full at each meal.

At ten o'clock on Monday morning, Yuan Zhan met Feng Jiaqin, a former high school classmate.

When we met on the first day of junior high school, Feng Jiaqin had a lawyer's natural gas field. His eyebrows were carefully trimmed and sharp, giving people a sharp and dangerous feeling. That is to say, in front of this kind of person, don't joke with him lightly. A word can be turned into a tool in their professional scope.

Feng Jiaqin took the initiative to extend his hand and greeted: "Old classmate."

Yuan Zhan already had some calculations in his heart: "Long time no see."

Seeing this old classmate, some images flashed in his mind.

Feng Jiaqin pursued himself in this life in high school.

Life is a drama, there is no day when the curtain ends.

Some people leave the stage, and some people come on stage.