Peeping at the ex-boyfriend next door who suddenly returned to China every day

Yi's number, I'll send it to you, so you two catch up. "

"..." Hearing the other party's probing tone, Ling Xuan almost couldn't help laughing. Gossip and curiosity spread faster than anything else, and now one or two of them come to ask him, and it's been five years since I saw him. What is there to ask?

"No need, there's nothing special to reminisce about." Ling Xuan refused.

"I don't need to pretend to be foolish with my buddies. Who doesn't know that you have kept yourself as good as jade in the past few years, and you haven't found a boyfriend or girlfriend. I see you, you really can't forget the old relationship."

"Cough, it's not what you think. Well, I have a meeting later, or we can meet another day and we can talk when we meet."

On the other side of the phone, he said yes, obviously still looking like he still had more to say, and with a bit of resentment that he didn't get the words out of him.

Putting down the phone, Ling Xuan was almost ashamed, it seems that falling in love with his upper berth is indeed a very unwise move.

In the media industry, the circle is only so big. A few old classmates in the industry bow their heads and don't look up. Often, their interest in their own relationship status far exceeds their concern for him as a person.

One minute later, the phone beeped, and Ling Xuan's heart beat violently—in his inbox, there was Zhong Yi's phone number after returning to China.

Old classmate Li Yahong said: After thinking about it, I will send it to you, in case it is useful, right?

Before the sun completely climbed to the center of the sky, Ling Xuan's back was already warmed by the warm morning sun, the air conditioner in the office was turned on very high, his fingers stayed on the text message interface for a long time, and they were blown cold.

Your windows were left open yesterday, socks and towels were blown all over the floor.

After he finished typing this line, he read it himself, and felt that it really looked like a wretched voyeur, an idiot on his head.After deleting it, typed another line: Don't forget to turn off the lights when you sleep.

He could almost imagine Zhong Yi's reaction when he received this text message, who are you?

"Hello, I'm Ling Xuan, Li Yahong gave me your number..." Do you want to say that?It's like a mental retardation.

He typed a few more lines, no matter how unpleasant it looked, all of them were deleted.Only then did Ling Xuan realize this desperate fact, and he had nothing to say to him.

Five years without any communication is like a floodgate that has been blocked for a long time, even if there are thousands of emotions, there is no way to talk about it.At least, in the medium of text messaging.

Moreover, he has long since lost his identity to express any greetings to Zhong Yi.

Oh shit.Ling Xuan clenched his fists and pounded the cold marble table, a fire burst into his heart, almost burning his internal organs.

In an instant, he seemed to have become the stunned-headed Qing Erbaiwu from back then, who didn't understand anything, only knew how to express aggressively, and didn't mind getting bloody.

It's a pity that they have all grown up, and they are no longer teenagers chasing each other on the coastline. At some point, they have already become selfish and indifferent adults.

In the office, only the sound of the air conditioner is still humming, blowing chills in front of the eyelashes, and a dull pain in the knuckles of the fingers.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, ice and fire, cold and warm, collide and intertwine with each other in this small world, just like Ling Xuan's mood.

After a while, he picked up the phone on the desk and dialed the internal line, and said to the secretary: "Tell them, the ten o'clock one will be advanced, and I will go out later."

09 /

Under the layers of shutters, there was a hint of greenness of indoor potted plants. Long Jialu stretched his neck and looked inside, then turned his head and complained to Ling Xuan: "Brother Xuanxuan, you said my dad is talking to you inside. What did the people say? It's been more than an hour."

"When you call me that, I get goosebumps, my friend, can you talk properly?"

The purpose of Ling Xuan's visit this time is to discuss the cooperation details of the portal website under his name with Mr. Long. The two have been partners for many years and are quite familiar with each other. When Long Jiayu was looking for an internship unit last year, he was in Ling Xuan's media company has been around for a while.

"I heard that this person is a returnee who quit his job on a foreigner's news website and returned to China. My dad seems to want me to learn from him for a while."

"Well, that's not very good. I said that you are so irritable. You should study with overseas outstanding technical talents for a period of time to suppress your arrogance." Ling Xuan looked at the messages of the generals in the WeChat work group. Report, while casually answering.

The quality of the tea in the living room was mediocre. He habitually picked up the cup and took a sip, then he had no intention of drinking any more.

Ling Xuan's words about Long Jiazheng were not just talking nonsense, he was young and playful, and he couldn't bear too much hardship. He was an intern in their company last year, and this kid asked for leave every three days, and the administration often complained to him.

The two chatted for a few more words, and the secretary in a tight professional suit opened the door and said, "Mr. Ling, Mr. Long, please go over there."

...

Facing repeated tortures from top bosses, Zhong Yi's mind straightened. For him, negotiating with leaders in the workplace is like performing acrobatics on the street. The [-] classes of martial arts that dazzle the eye, this is more important than how many real talents you actually have in your belly.

After a clear explanation and planning without being humble or overbearing, the big boss at the desk seemed to be quite satisfied, took a sip of tea leisurely, and said: "Xiao Zhong, there is a young talent who is working with us in the company, and today just happens to be Here, he is a very young and promising talent, let me introduce you, and you will be responsible for the business with them when the time comes."

Mr. Long picked up the phone and pressed a number, and said, "Xiao Huang, please come in, Mr. Ling."

He didn't have time to think about it. After all, there were many people with the surname Lin or Ling.Before he had time to turn around, Zhong Yi first smelled a faint scent of woody perfume in the air.

The fragrance is cold, dry, and has an indescribable warmth, like being frozen outside in winter, and you can't wait to put your stiff hands close to the burning fireplace to warm up—in Zhong Yi's memory, among the people he knew No one uses this kind of perfume, and he feels that he is very familiar with it.

Then there was the sound of the female secretary's high-heeled shoes, and when the door was pushed open, the Chinese-style doorbell at the door made a "ding" sound. Zhong Yi felt as if a lighted cigarette had been deliberately thrown into Zhong Yi's weedy heart. He turned his head unconsciously and accepted it. A mockery of fate.

There was lightning on a sunny day, and the sound of wind chimes. Without any rehearsal, he and he met again on the sunny twelfth floor.

It is you.Zhong Yi thought without the slightest emotion, and quickly retracted his eyes after glancing at the door—even if he broke his parents' bed when he was a child, he didn't know where to put his eyes right now.

"Mr. Long." Ling Xuan smiled slightly, looked around everyone in the room politely, then sat down calmly, without squinting, and calmly and gracefully did not give him another look.

Boss Long, who knew nothing about it, looked at the two of them and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to the new editor in charge of our website..."

"No need," the person beside him made an interrupting gesture, then took over the conversation and said, "I know Zhong Yi, we are college alumni."

Boss Long was stunned for a moment, quite surprised, and then smiled and said: "That's really a coincidence, your school is full of talents!"

"Well, that's how it is..." Zhong Yi nodded dully, the eloquence he had just now disappeared, it was as if he had been hit on the Ya acupoint, and he couldn't utter a word except for a silly echo .

——After returning to China, he also occasionally imagined the scene where he reunited with his first love many years ago, whether he should laugh or remain silent, but he did not expect this day to be caught off guard, and before he was ready, that person sat down solemnly next to myself.

In fact, it doesn't have to be like this. "University alumni" can sum up everything between them in just four words. Although Ling Xuan is one year younger than him, he can always grasp the things that are said and not said.

The cold scent just now was still lingering at the tip of his nose, making him unable to help but focus all his attention on his right side.Zhong Yi couldn't help frowning. In the past, this "alumnus" had no habit of wearing perfume. He only had the smell of shampoo, shower gel, and the unique exuberant hormones of a boy at that age. smell.

Afterwards, Zhong Yi didn't listen to what the big leader said to Ling Xuan. He only knew that they probably had a good conversation. Ling Xuan was still the same, with a very active mind, and understood what people of their age wanted to hear. A little more confident and composed than before.

Just now, he only took one look at Ling Xuan, and he didn't even see what this person looks like now, he only knew that he looked like a dog in a suit and leather shoes, which was far from the previous appearance of wearing a T-shirt and stepping on flip flops in summer.

This is very good, it is impossible for a person not to grow and stand still.He used to think that the existence of Ling Xuan had no effect on him anymore, until he stood in front of him again, he realized that all his precautions and deliberate ignorance were defeated in an instant.

Zhong Yi couldn't stop thinking about it, his heart felt like a hairball that came from nowhere, which made his throat itchy and sore, he touched the necklace under his shirt, and even started to feel annoyed why he put it on in the morning and didn't wash it The shirt went out the door.

"Then, in the future, Xiao Zhong will follow up the cooperation between our website and your company." Boss Long smiled and turned the topic to himself.

"Yes, Boss Ling, please give me some advice..." Zhong Yi was startled, and suddenly came to his senses, and reflexively went to get the business card. During the movement, he bumped his elbow and knocked the project proposal to the ground in a panic.

"Feel sorry."

His face was red and his ears were red, he only knew to lower his body