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"I stayed for an extra week in vain just to wait for you."

I didn't know that I was pouring bitter water so slippery, so I was even more shameless, "Are you reluctant to see me?"

Pingsheng couldn't take it anymore, took a few deep breaths, and stood still in front of the doorknob.

After a while, just as he was about to turn around and say something, Wen Yingyao made him run away with one sentence... no.

"Don't you have to report on the marriage?"

Standing up slowly: "What are you running for?"

Ping Sheng looked down at his toes, for some reason, he felt the numbness of lifting a rock and hitting his feet.

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All country names are purely fictitious.

☆, blatant

The two windows in the meeting room are wide open, and the linen curtains unique to Chalaville are rolled up one by one in an inverted triangle shape, and the tassels on the three sides are sparse and bright in color.The city hall is close to the sea, and the hustle and bustle of the port can be heard from a distance.At sunset, the sun shines, and the sea water forms a broken silver mirror, with thousands of reds and oranges, all of which are collected, beautiful and magnificent.

The sunset in Chalaville is known as the "Satan's Eye".Magnificent and fantastic, resplendent and resplendent, like a visual feast specially arranged by the devil Satan.Large swathes of intense red are splashed one after another, and the blood-red sunset becomes the pupil of the devil. With just one glance, the azure blue and pure white are cut, torn, and hidden, and what is left in the end is the breathtaking beauty that spreads across the entire sky.

Ping Sheng turned his eyes away, and looked at the man in front of him with the same magical power again.

His lips were a little dry, Ping Sheng opened his mouth, although he already knew the answer, he finally followed Wen Yingyao's words and asked quietly: "Then are you married?"

"No."

Without even thinking about it, Wen Yingyao gave the answer like an answering machine.

For some reason, Ping Sheng wanted to laugh.

He did smile a little, too.The corners of his eyes were slightly bent, and his eyes moved down, and fell on the button of Wen Yingyao's shirt on his chest. It was not very smooth there, as if he was wearing something.

Wen Yingyao's "didn't even think about it" made him temporarily selfishly hide the guilt accumulated for more than five years. He raised his head and smiled at Wen Yingyao, very trusting, very happy, but also a little shy and cautious.

This smile made Wen Yingyao in a trance for a moment.

As if seen somewhere.

"Then are you going to marry...?" Yan Jiaqi's name, Ping Sheng, has always been clearly remembered, but he just couldn't say it.

Wen Yingyao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yan Jiaqi?"

It's not surprising how Pingsheng knew about Yan Jiaqi. After all, in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, gossip is faster than news.

Wen Yingyao's patience at this time concealed scheming, and he answered meaningfully: "Who said I want to marry her?"

There are too many ambiguities in this sentence.

Ping Sheng who met Wen Yingyao was led by the ear all the time - as obedient as he could be.

Sure enough, Ping Sheng became a little uncertain again, and asked stupidly, "Then who are you going to marry?"

Day and night alternate in an instant, and time is divided into two.The dusk is gorgeous, and the moment the moon shadows first appear in the east, the long interlacing of red and purple seems to be at the last moment. Suddenly, day and night are drawn one by one on the snow-white wall.

When the moonlight was about to melt half of the wall, Wen Yingyao felt that he was "enlightened".

If Wen Yingyao's "Are you going to get married" during the interview was largely regarded as a gossip by outsiders, then at this time, Wen Yingyao was very sure——

Pingsheng likes him.

The kind I like very much.

When Wen Yingyao completely grasped his mind, Ping Sheng felt powerless against himself again.

"not like this……"

You have to explain, otherwise what is this?The two times I met with my boss, I was like a person who casually pryed into other people's privacy and was very rude.

"Vice Wen, I didn't mean that, actually, I'm not...I don't want to ask this...I...I..." The feeling of sore hands saved his lack of vocabulary, and Pingsheng lowered his voice in frustration: "I have to Put away the materials, there will be a meeting later..."

Wen Yingyao watched Pingsheng for a long time.

He has no aversion to Pingsheng.

On the contrary, there is a little impulsiveness.

Wen Yingyao actually doesn't believe in the so-called "love at first sight" or "love at first sight".

But he found both of these feelings in Ping Sheng.

When Wen Yingyao understood it thoroughly later, he thought that there really was no such thing as a "first sight".

His love for Pingsheng is "the old friend's love".

"Go." Wen Yingyao temporarily let people go, like a cunning hunter, he loosened the rope in his hand on the surface, but kept a firm grip on it.

Ping Sheng raised his head, his eyes were well controlled, without any outliers, he walked out of Wen Yingyao's pressure range, and began to sort the stacks in his hand on the table.

"I'm not marrying anyone."

Wen Yingyao looked at Pingsheng's slightly stiff back, and added with a light smile: "You can rest assured."

Until the door was gently closed, the heat on Pingsheng's face was still rising.

When Ren Feiyu opened the door with a smile on his face and came in, Pingsheng had already divided up all the documents. Ren Feiyu glanced at the three neat rows on the table, sat down directly at the table and took a copy. Explain casually: "I'm sorry, a phone call came from my house temporarily, and I don't feel at ease about what to say, and asked when I will return to China? I can't decide..."

Ren Feiyu was a colleague who entered the first film at the same time as him.It is said that he was the first in the interview, and Yang Qi felt that his on-the-spot reaction ability was very good.Although they were recorded together, Ren Feiyu always felt that his ranking should be before Pingsheng, after all, interviews accounted for a relatively large proportion.

Ping Sheng nodded without saying anything, pointed to the documents in front of him, and explained carefully: "These will be filed tomorrow, and I have to read them all today. There are six groups in total, twelve parts, and there are more economic and security parts—"

"Pingsheng", Ren Feiyu interrupted with a smile, "Your German is good, let's divide it by language."

Ping Sheng raised his head and glanced at Ren Feiyu, who was still smiling at him, as if he didn't know anything.