Let go of the past

When Ji Bing woke up, he was in a daze for a moment. The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was raining, and the tone of the whole city was also adjusted to be very dark, making people wonder what night it is.The bedside lamp was turned on with a warm yellow light, which made his eyes sore. In a trance, he heard his hoarse voice yell out, and then his brain reacted before his mouth. He quickly closed his mouth, and then he regained consciousness It turns out that I am not at home.

Ji Bing sat up and lifted the quilt, and when he rubbed his temples and was about to get out of bed, he found that the socks on his feet were gone. His last memory stopped at the second before the anaphylactic shock, obviously it couldn't be Lu Chuanbu's fault.He habitually touched his watch when he was thinking about problems. His wrist was empty. He froze for a moment, his eyes wandered around, and finally found the watch lying there quietly on the bedside table.

The doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, but gradually became clearer. He felt his heartbeat speed up inexplicably, and the answer was almost ready to come out.As if to confirm the answer he had given in his heart, there was a sound of cautious footsteps at the door, Ji Bing quickly turned his face, and shouted at the figure that was getting closer: "Zi—"

The assistant stood at the door with a decent smile on his face. Seeing that he woke up, he didn't show any surprise, but said in a concerned tone: "Mr. Ji, it's me. You're awake, what else do you feel uncomfortable about?" ?"

Ji Bing concealed the complex expression of disappointment and astonishment, and asked calmly, "When did you come?"

"He was here when you were still asleep." Wei Ziming said with a faint smile.

"Has anyone else been here?"

"The doctor is here."

Ji Bing's eyes were dark, he paused, and asked him, "What do you want from me?"

"There is a document that needs your approval." Wei Ziming turned and walked towards the living room as he spoke, "Wait a moment, I'll bring it in for your review."

"No need." Ji Bing stopped him, and said expressionlessly, "I'm going to the living room."

Wei Ziming turned back, saw Ji Bing put on slippers barefoot, went to the stool at the end of the bed, picked up the socks and handed them over, and said to him, "Mr. Ji put the socks on, be careful not to catch a cold."

Ji Bing narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully, Wei Ziming smiled back calmly.Ji Bing took the socks but threw them aside again, stood up and raised his chin, "Go out and read the documents."

Wei Ziming's eyes turned, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Ji should put it on, the air conditioner in the living room is on low, don't catch a cold again."

Ji Bing turned to look at him, and said coldly, "Are you an assistant or a nanny?"

Wei Ziming replied neither humble nor overbearing: "It doesn't matter, I just think you need someone to take care of you."

"I don't need someone to take care of me."

"But I'm the only one here now, aren't I?"

Ji Bing smiled and turned to look at him, "Is that what I think?"

Wei Ziming's eyes finally burned with an explicit attempt, he took off his glasses, and looked over softly with fox eyes: "If Ji always needs it, of course it can."

Li Ziqing was driving on the city road in the torrential rain. The torrential rain made people's hearts panic. The mobile phone that automatically shut down because of no power was left on the passenger seat and ignored. He seemed to have cut off the connection with the world in an instant. All links.

The car passed by an intersection, and on the huge screen of the shopping mall, the support advertisement of the popular idol group flashed past, and the familiar voice pierced into the ears through the car window, Li Ziqing suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly took the phone and plugged it in. Charging Cable.

After waiting for four or five minutes, the battery of the mobile phone was able to support the start of the phone. Li Ziqing parked the car on the side of the road and called up Bai Lisheng's dialogue box from WeChat. He was about to type, but the screen flickered, and another call came interrupt.

Li Ziqing stared at the screen showing Ji Bing's mother's call reminder, the ringtone rang four or five times, and before he could answer it, the other party hung up first.

The Ji family style is exactly the same, never impatient to accommodate others.

If it had been done before, Li Ziqing's next move would definitely be to call back the past without hesitation.

But at this moment, he can no longer summon the slightest strength to participate in anything related to that person.

Li Ziqing rested his head on the back of the chair, staring at the windshield wipers, thinking about how to explain his dishonesty to Bai Lisheng, but just as he thought about the beginning in his mind, the phone buzzed and vibrated again.

He picked it up and saw the call reminder displayed on it - Ji Bing's mother.

Li Ziqing was really surprised this time, not to mention twice in a row, since he dialed this number and recorded it in his address book, the other party has never called.

He hesitated for a moment with his fingers hanging on the hang up button, but finally couldn't control it, moved over and pressed the connect button.

"Hello, is this Li Ziqing?" Ji Muqing's cold voice came through the current, mechanically without any emotion.

"Yes." Li Ziqing's tone was also cold, as if he was competing with each other. "Is there something wrong? Auntie."

The other party paused for a while, and then he opened his mouth, but he uttered a question in a declarative tone, "Why didn't you come this month?"

It was then that Li Ziqing suddenly remembered that he had completely forgotten about his visit to Ji's house this month.In the past, every weekend at the beginning of the month, he would make a trip to Ji's house without hesitation, rushing to show hospitality to that person's parents, even though he had to face sarcastic remarks every time, he still never tired of it.

It turns out that no matter how much you resist at first, you will eventually be defeated by a terrible habit. Ji's mother is used to Li Ziqing's door visits for more than three years, rain or shine, just as Li Ziqing is used to Ji Bing for more than three years. Uncertain cold violence.

"Auntie, I'm afraid I won't be able to visit you this month." Li Ziqing said in a gentle tone.

The other party fell silent. During the few minutes of waiting, Li Ziqing seemed to be able to see Ji Bing sitting on the sofa without saying a word and expressionless through the hazy car window.

"Auntie," in the end, Li Ziqing was the first to break the silence and asked directly, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Only then did the other party speak slowly: "Then you...will you come next month?"

Li Ziqing was stunned, he couldn't understand the intention of the other party's words, whether it was to explore or seek proof, or the sympathy shown by the victor's last glance.

"No," he tried his best to sound comfortable and free-spirited: "Probably in the future, I won't go there again."

Li Ziqing finished speaking happily and resolutely, not wanting to wait for any reaction from the other party, and took the mobile phone from his ear and hung up in a vindictive manner.

The phone screen turned from dim to completely black, and he suddenly felt empty inside, unable to find anything to cling to.He put his hands on the steering wheel, lowered his head and took a deep breath, then turned his face to look at the rainwater spreading on the window glass, trying to find something else to stuff into his mind, and force this huge and unnegligible sadness from his body pull away.

But it was too difficult, he knew it very well.

Ji Bing's existence almost ran through his ten years from middle school to entering the society. It was the most vivid, unrestrained, domineering, and affectionate age. It is irreplaceable. , also overwhelmed.

So, how can we forget it completely?

How can I completely remove the traces of Ji Bing's existence from his body?

There is no way...

Li Ziqing stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, leaned back on the seat, and let out all the strength in his body in an instant.

Ji Bing leaned against the center of the sofa, with an open leather file folder on his crossed legs, and an open and running laptop on the coffee table in front of him.Wei Ziming stood obliquely behind him, with his head slightly lowered, his eyes fell on his strong and strong arms wrapped in a black shirt, and then there was a sculpted handsome side face, and the Adam's apple at the neck Slightly rolling up and down, you can still smell the aftershave in the air.

It was just over four o'clock in the morning, and Ji Bing, who had just woken up from an allergic shock a few hours ago, was already fully dressed and began to prepare the final plan materials for the video conference with the company's boss at eight o'clock in the morning. a comprehensive review.

"Mr. Ji." About half an hour later, Wei Ziming suddenly spoke in a caring tone: "Do you need to eat something first? After all, you haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon."

"No need." Ji Bing returned to him without looking up, lifted the file folder, and tapped a number on it, "Here, I remember it was 85.1% last time, why is the gap so big after the second calculation? "

Wei Ziming leaned down, looked at the number 86.5% that Ji Bing pointed to, paused, and explained: "The information submitted by this company in the early stage is not perfect, and the data used in the second calculation is quite different from the first one."

Ji Bing pulled out a few A4 papers that were stapled together from the folder, and threw them into the trash can next to him, "Then this one doesn't have to think about it."

"Okay." Wei Ziming responded in a calm manner, picked up the tablet on the armrest of the sofa, clicked on it, and slid to delete the list of discussions with the company's boss in Ji Bing's itinerary.

The quartz clock on the wall was ticking, and the french windows began to faintly turn pale, Ji Bing closed the computer, stood up from the sofa, turned to Wei Ziming and said, "You take your things to the company first, and I'll be there later. "

"Don't I need to order breakfast for you?" Wei Ziming asked again: "I don't want to see my boss faint because of hypoglycemia during the meeting."

Ji Bing waved his hand impatiently, and then picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, but by coincidence, the body suddenly vibrated in his palm. He picked it up and saw that there was an incoming call from Bai Lisheng.

Ji Bing's eyes darkened, and he picked up the phone.

"What are you doing with Ziqing again?" The other party asked all over the place, Ji Bing paused, let out a sneer, walked to the French window, looked down at the row upon row of buildings, and said calmly: "Bai Lisheng, my housework When is it your turn to take care of it?"

"Ji Bing, do you know where Li Ziqing is now?"

Ji Bing's face turned cold, "What do you mean?"

"He was supposed to come to my concert last night, but he couldn't get through the phone." Bai Lisheng's tone was filled with great disappointment, and he continued: "I just received a call from him suddenly, but it was a stranger's voice, asking me Not his friend."

Ji Bing gripped the phone tightly, but his stern voice couldn't hide a trembling of fear after all, and asked the other party: "Where is he?"

But the other party suddenly let out a sneer, and asked back: "Why? Now you know you are afraid? Then why don't you guess first and give you three chances."

"Bai Lisheng." Ji Bing read out his name sadly, "You fucking try playing with me again?"

The other party paused, then mechanically reported the name of a bar, and then said, "I'm already at the airport, so this time it's cheaper for you."

Ji Bing hung up the phone without saying a word, then turned around and walked quickly towards the door of the room.

"President Ji," Wei Ziming chased after him, reminding him, "It's already a quarter past six, and the meeting starts at eight o'clock."

Ji Bing put his hand on the doorknob and paused, then said in a deep voice, "You go there first. I will show up at the company on time at [-]:[-]."

Wei Ziming nodded and said good, Ji Bing opened the door and strode out, the elevator quickly went down to the hotel garage, Ji Bing held his mobile phone by his ear, listening to the repeated ringing.

Finally, after more than a minute, the ringtone was suddenly cut off, Ji Bing couldn't help but pause along with his body, and Li Ziqing's drunken voice sounded from the phone: "...Hello? Who is it?"

Ji Bing took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "Li Ziqing, are you capable? And learned how to get drunk all night? Do you still know who I am?"

A series of goofy giggles came from the receiver, followed by a curse: "...you fucking love whoever you are, get out."

"Li Ziqing!" Ji Bing opened the door of the car and sat in forcefully, while yelling violently, "How much did you fucking drink, tell me human words!"

"What I'm talking about is human..." The other party's voice was muffled, wrapped in heavy drunkenness, "You don't understand, it means you are a beast..."

Ji Bing narrowed his eyes, his face was extremely cold, "Okay." He turned the steering wheel with one hand, stepped on the accelerator, and finally said to the phone: "Today, I will let you see what a beast is like."