We're All Especially Sympathizing With That Man

Since many things are no longer the same as before, Yuan Zhan can't find a solution, can't figure it out, can't figure it out, so he doesn't want to think about it anymore, let everything take its course.

He felt that he and Yan Jingxi needed to think about the future separately. They would definitely not be able to return to the pure emotional world at the beginning, but how to get along with each other in the future was another problem, and he didn't know.

At least when facing Yan Jingxi, Yuan Zhan had no special thoughts.

This man should be the person he is most familiar with in this world, but the way they get along with each other is a bit awkward, and I can't tell exactly what it feels like, probably because he hasn't adapted to the sudden flood of memories.

Still have to continue to digest the memory in his mind.

The appearance of Feng Jiaqin solved Yuan Zhan's little predicament at this time.

In fact, his memory is still a little confused. Different worlds, the same characters, have different processes of getting along.

Feng Jiaqin was his high school classmate from the beginning to the end, and he has not changed in every life. Perhaps it is because the fringe characters have not received the attention of "White Moonlight", and have been walking on his original life trajectory.

I have pursued him in every life, but I have never been successful in pursuing him.

On the day Feng Jiaqin arrived at Yuan Zhan's company, Yuan Zhan invited him to dinner with Qi Youchi and Jiang Hui as the host.

It can be seen that they had a good conversation that day. Feng Jiaqin will become the legal director of Yuan Zhan's company in the future. After the chat, after digging out the memories of their student days, Feng Jiaqin's professionalism is beyond fault.

Among all the applicants he talked with, Feng Jiaqin was the best one.

If you want to ask how he chatted, it depends on his many years of work experience, both in this world and in the first life.

Feng Jiaqin said the most real feeling during the meal: "You are not the same as before."

Yuan Zhan thought it was different, of course he had only one personality before, but now he is a collection of two personalities, and now he is complete.

Yuan Zhan: "Everyone changes."

Feng Jiaqin: "But you have become completely different, like a different person."

Yuan Zhan: "You have also changed a lot, from appearance to temperament."

After Feng Jiaqin let go of the rigor of being a lawyer, he has relaxed a lot now. Although he has not reached the level of approachability, he is still relatively easy to talk to and has a strong logic.

With social experience, Feng Jiaqin is relatively smooth in dealing with people, otherwise he would not dare to come to apply for an important position in the company.

Feng Jiaqin has confidence in himself and in his professional ability.

With the help of Qi Youchi, you can know at any time whether there are any loopholes in an applicant's resume and what he said. Now there are too many fake resumes, and they don't stand up to the test.

The dinner for the four of them went well, and Yuan Zhan and Feng Jiaqin were chatting almost the whole time.

Feng Jiaqin remembered that this year's high school reunion had not yet been held, and it was expected that there might be a small group of reunions before the Chinese New Year. He himself did not often attend. Law often had to run around, collect information, and hold courts, which prompted him to choose to go to When a company works as a legal counsel, it wants to focus more on one thing, and also wants to relax after several years of tension.

What Yuan Zhan likes about Feng Jiaqin is that he has experience in Internet cases. Their company belongs to this type and needs an experienced veteran driver who is not divorced from reality.

Drinking is naturally inseparable from the gathering of two high school classmates.

Feng Jiaqin's alcohol capacity is average, his face will turn red after drinking, and those who don't know it think he is already drunk.

After dinner, Feng Jiaqin took a taxi back.

Yuan Zhan also drank and couldn't drive, so Qi Youchi drove him home.

The temperature at night was six to seven degrees lower than that during the day. When I got out of the car and stepped on the snow-covered ground, I could hear a slight rustling sound.

Yuan Zhan enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

The street lamp pulled his shadow, Yuan Zhan clasped his hands together, breathed hot air into the middle of his palms, and rubbed his palms again.

So cold.

However, Leng gave him the real feeling that he is a person, not a dispensable little character.

Whether this world is a novel or what, he is first and foremost an independent person.

After arriving home, Yuan Zhan once again lamented the great invention of heating.

Remembering that he hadn't watched the live broadcast of "I Love Cooking" recently, Yuan Zhan washed an apple and watched it while eating.

"I Love Cooking" will be broadcast live today.

This is also the notice Yuan Zhan saw on his Weibo. Since he wants to become a fanboy, he must not miss every live broadcast. It doesn't matter if he can't do it, as long as the anchor can do it.

"I love to cook" does not cook food tonight, but today's theme is also related to food, especially food in winter.

What is the best thing to eat in winter, probably the first thing most people think of is hot pot.

Yes, the theme of today's live broadcast of "I Love Cooking" is related to hot pot, but instead of live broadcasting how to cook and eat hot pot, he taught the audience how to make delicious sauces.

The most inseparable part of hot pot is dipping sauce.

Even though there is no steaming hot pot soup in the live broadcast room of "I Love Cooking", there is still an aroma on the screen.

The sauces he makes are simple and easy to understand, and the ingredients are clearly written.

"I love to cook" never shows his face on the screen or speaks, but for some reason, more and more viewers have poured into his live broadcast room recently, and the highest online number has almost reached 30. For an amateur anchor In other words, this data is definitely not low.

In order to avoid disillusionment of his hopes, Yuan Zhan never asked Qi Youchi to help him look up the information of "I Love Cooking". He just acted as an ordinary audience and relaxed for an hour every day.

"I love to cook" doesn't often bring him lunch, so far, they have not exchanged communication methods, except for the usual private message interaction on Weibo.

Come to think of it, "I love to cook" is also a low-key person, and his identity is relatively mysterious.

But it was mysterious, and the more curious Yuan Zhan became, he tried his best not to check the information.

He is still so haunted by those memories that he can't even walk straight.

I don't know if it's because of drinking, but my courage has also grown.

One moment Yuan Zhan was thinking not to check the information of "I love cooking", but the next moment he sent a private message to the other party after his live broadcast.

The old driver who hates the world: Hey, rice with six-pack abs, can I have your WeChat ID?If you find it inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say it.

I love to cook: As expected of an old driver, I know that I have six-pack abs through the screen.

The old driver who hates the world: Then I will take it as a compliment to me.

I love cooking: Hahaha, woaizuofan0823, this is my WeChat account.

The old driver who hates the world: It feels like a trumpet you just built.

I love to cook: it's always been this way, it hasn't changed.

The old driver who hates the world: I will watch it more.

As a veteran driver, Yuan Zhan certainly would not use his usual account to add "I love to cook". He also created a new account, and after the two added WeChat, they continued to chat on Weibo.

The old driver who hates the world: Actually, we chat on Weibo very well.

I love to cook: Well, let's continue to use Weibo in the future.

The stubborn old driver: Good.

I love to cook: the sauce I made tonight will send you tomorrow.

The old driver who hates the world: I don't seem to be very good at accepting your gifts every day. Give me your address, and I will give you a Christmas gift in return.

"I love cooking" replied after a minute: OK.

Yuan Zhan thought that he didn't want to reveal his real address at all, so he gave it in the end. It seems that he still has hope.

The old driver who hates the world: Can you draw?

I love to cook: it's okay, I've learned a little bit, and I've done a little research.

The old driver who hates the world: I think you are humble.

I love to cook: I am not humble, I will draw you a picture later and you will know.

The stubborn old driver: Really?

I love cooking: Really, what kind of painting do you like, oil painting, Chinese painting, or comics.

The old driver who hates the world: It's all right, I don't have much research.

I love cooking: Do you like portraiture, abstract painting, or landscape painting?

The old driver who hates the world: It's all right.

I love to cook: I get it, I'll figure it out.

The stubborn old driver: Okay, I'm looking forward to it.

I love to cook: hope you will.

The chat between the two was relaxed and pleasant.

Although Yuan Zhan really didn't want to end the chat with each other, they still said goodbye to each other before eleven o'clock in the evening, trying to show that they are good babies and leave a good impression.

Yuan Zhan didn't know that there were already many portraits of the great chef in his mind, each of which was him.

Yan Jingxi turned around in the studio of his apartment one by one, and the rows were covered by canvases. These were all drawn by him in search of memory, all of which were Yuan Zhanqi.

When he just received the memory of his previous life from a dream, he started to paint. He couldn't confess to the other party, so he could only paint all the words in the painting. Each pair was his painstaking effort, and each pair symbolized his love for Yuan Zhanqi's longing, looking forward to one day, they can walk together, watch a TV series together, and whisper together as before, with their fingers intertwined...

However, he is also happy to draw other pictures for his lover today, but what can he draw to express his love without revealing his identity for the time being.

He knows that Yuan Zhanqi may be in a state of entanglement, and he can understand him, hoping that he can help him get through this hurdle, if he can't go back to the past, he can only start all over again.

If the mountain doesn’t come, I’ll be there, if I go, I’ll be on the mountain.

In a relationship, there will always be someone who is silently giving, and there is no need to care about anything, it is all voluntary.

At noon the next day, while Yuan Zhan received the hot pot sauce, he also received a framed painting.

It was a picture of a snowy night, the bright crescent moon hung high among the dead branches, a man with a lonely back was walking on the snow, his left hand was in the pocket of his coat, his scarf was blown by the cold wind, he With his right hand, he pulled the scarf around his neck tightly, and there was a line of footprints behind him, as if he would keep going forward against the wind and snow.

At this moment, Yuan Zhan's nose was slightly sour, and he felt something.

The name of the painting is: "Forward For You".