How to make a breakup more decent

The next day.

Wen Ruilin felt that the seafood he ate last night might be too nourishing. The fire in his body burned for a long time before it went out. When he woke up, it was bright and the alarm clock didn't go off. The sleep time last night seemed to be quite short.

Why didn't Su Qingyan wake him up?

The thoughts bursting out of his mind subconsciously made him feel inexplicably irritated.

By the way, Su Qingyan slept here last night.

Wen Ruilin got up as quickly as possible, and when he left the living room, he was still the same as last night. There was no snail boy to help him clean the house, and the door of the guest room next door was still closed.

According to the past, at this point in time, Su Qingyan should get up. He would get up early to prepare breakfast for himself, and after eating, they would each drive to work.

Wen Ruilin was slightly surprised that he woke up earlier than Su Qingyan?

Did he get up or get up early and go out.

Wen Ruilin hesitated whether to go over and have a look, his stomach should be fine.

He pushed the door open quietly like a thief, but fortunately the door was not locked.

The blackout curtains were drawn in the room, and Wen Ruilin could see the bulging figure on the bed, the shoes and clothes were still on the single sofa, and the person was still sleeping.

Su Qingyan's sleeping position has always been very peaceful, she doesn't move around, and every time she sleeps by herself, she can push him aside.

Wen Ruilin also knew that his sleeping position was not very good. Several times when Su Qingyan was woken up by him in the middle of the night, he would go to the guest room to sleep. Over time, the two of them had a tacit understanding. room to sleep.

There is not much time to sleep in separate rooms.

Seeing that Su Qingyan was still at home, Wen Ruilin didn't know why he breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that he is not swayed by emotions, he starts to think about the fact that Su Qingyan died in his dream, could it be because of his stomach problem?

Wen Ruilin doesn't care about his little lover, but it doesn't mean he can just watch a living person die in front of him.

When did he get this stomach problem?

Wen Ruilin woke up early suddenly, and didn't know what to do, why don't he order breakfast.

What can people with stomach problems eat?

Wen Ruilin ordered porridge and eggs after searching the Internet.

As soon as the delivery man arrived, Su Qingyan also got up.

Everything in the room remained unchanged, as if he had gone on a trip and returned.

Having lived here for five years, I am too familiar with everything here.

After he didn't have to get up to prepare breakfast, he sat for a while before changing into casual clothes. Wen Ruilin was tall and his clothes were much wider. It wasn't the first time he wore the other's clothes, and he adapted well.

The two of them live here and some clothes can be mixed together. Most of the time, Su Qingyan is too lazy to look for her own clothes, so she just puts on Wen Ruilin's at home. That guy likes to wear his clothes by himself, but every time he wears them, he always wears them. To be pulled into bed, Su Qingyan would wait for the right time to wear it, and Wen Mou didn't know that he had this habit, so Su Qingyan didn't intend to tell him.

After he came out of the shower, he heard movement outside.

Su Qingyan looked at Wen Ruilin carrying a bag of familiar takeaways. Looking at the logo on the bag, it was the one he had ordered before.

It's kind of funny, people who used to not even hold up the soy sauce bottle when it's upside down are actually getting takeaway.

However, that is to the point of ordering takeaway.

Wen Ruilin's face was still cold, and his complexion was still not very good, it could be seen that he didn't sleep well last night.

Su Qingyan was not hypocritical, he ate as much as he should, but taking advantage of the fact that he was a sick patient, he walked away after eating, and Wen Ruilin was taken aback for a while.

He wasn't like this before.

Su Qingyan picked up her backpack and prepared to leave: "I'll go first."

Wen Ruilin got up and called him to stop: "Wait, are you leaving just like that?"

Su Qingyan turned around and was only two steps away from him. The closer he got, the more he could find that this person really fit his aesthetics. If he took a second look, he might not be able to control himself and wanted to stay, but he had already done so. decided.

Su Qingyan raised her eyebrows, and smiled lightly, "Could it be possible to leave you a farewell kiss?"

Wen Ruilin never expected that Su Qingyan would say such a thing, and he couldn't find a reply. He became angry from embarrassment: "Who wants your parting kiss!"

When they first got together, Su Qingyan would indeed give him a kiss when he left in the morning, but then it disappeared at some point, and if he didn't say anything, Wen Ruilin hadn't thought of it yet.

Su Qingyan didn't care if he was angry or not, but reminded him: "Wen Ruilin, don't send me home again, we are at best the relationship between the boss and the employees, there is no need. From now on, you follow your own way , I cross my single-plank bridge."

The former Su Qingyan knew how to appease Wen Ruilin, but now Su Qingyan knows how to anger Wen Ruilin even more.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Wen Ruilin's temper flared up again, and he finally bought breakfast early in the morning, but the other party patted his ass after eating and left without saying anything, and even hated him for meddling in other people's business, I couldn't bear it personally !

He put on a cold face and said: "Whoever likes to meddle in your business, just pretend to be passionate!"

"Just remember." Su Qingyan put on her shoes, opened the door and left without looking back.

Wen Ruilin looked at the closed door and opened his mouth, as if he had eaten a fly.

He remembered that the day Su Qingyan left, he looked back three times at every step and was reluctant to give up on him in every possible way. Today he left quite resolutely, without any nostalgic eyes, as if the Su Qingyan a week ago was fake.

Wen Ruilin was in a daze, did he misunderstand the former Su Qingyan?

How could he walk so simply.

After Su Qingyan left, he took a taxi directly to the company, and after showing up in a set of casual clothes that didn't match his usual style, Yu Youhui stared at him for a long time.

Yu Youhui: "Are you sure that the suit you are wearing is your own?"

Su Qingyan: "What's the problem?"

Yu Youhui shook her head, feeling that she had seen this set of clothes somewhere before, probably because casual clothes looked alike to each other.

As soon as she arrived at the company, Su Qingyan was called to a meeting.

His plan passed the selection yesterday, and today he will start working on the following matters.

There are several processes in the production process of a piece of jewelry. His new product only exists in the pattern. In the morning, the meeting is to conduct design analysis and process analysis. Before the formal proofing, it must be handed over to the master of the workshop department. Making the original model of jewelry is the most important step in determining the overall shape and style of the design product.

Su Qingyan has been busy with this matter all day, and Yu Youhui and others are still worrying about their new design.

In the afternoon, Su Qingyan brought his design draft to the workshop department. His last set of works came to communicate with the master himself. As a professional jewelry designer, Su Qingyan not only needs to understand design, but also understand the current fashion trends. It is also necessary to know the processing procedure of jewelry and master the ability of simple handwork.

His kung fu in these areas is not the slightest bit, when Su Qingyan has inspiration, he will also make the jewelry he wants to design by himself.

The process of this new product is actually not too complicated, but it also takes a certain amount of time.

Huasheng's jewelry is not worried about selling, but it also needs the innovation of designers.

Su Qingyan communicated with the masters in the workshop all afternoon, and did not come out of the workshop until after get off work.

He may run here in the next few days. Of course, he also trusts the master, but he still has to look at the final product.

When he came out of the workshop department, Su Qingyan's stomach was also empty.

I devote myself wholeheartedly to my own design works, an unprecedented experience, and I am very satisfied with this state.

He went back to the office to pack his things and prepare to go home.

When I went downstairs to pick up the car, I met Yun Wenjun in the elevator who was just about to get off work.

Su Qingyan is actually willing to stay away from Yun Wenjun as much as possible, as long as she maintains the estranged relationship with her colleagues before.

But it was very strange that Su Qingyan found that Yun Wenjun would always appear around him, and I don't know if it was his illusion.

When we meet by chance, we naturally want to say hello: "Mr. Yun."

Yun Wenjun is about the same height as Su Qingyan, and Su Qingyan may be a little taller. When standing side by side for comparison, the two people's figures are not similar.

Yun Wenjun's eyes fell on his light gray casual clothes today: "Did you just get off work? You are dressed very sporty today." I always feel that this sportswear looks familiar.

"The weather has turned cold today, so dress a little more casually." Su Qingyan said casually.

The two got out of the underground garage, the cars were parked on the same floor, and they left together.

For some reason, the more easy-going Yun Wenjun was, the more Su Qingyan was unwilling to talk to him. It's not that being slick is bad, but Wen Ruilin was sandwiched between Yun Wenjun and him. I don't want to contact Yun Wenjun.

Yun Wenjun is the real master, and he is the stand-in.

Yun Wenjun didn't know Su Qingyan well, so he had to talk about work: "Is the finished product of your sky city under production?"

Su Qingyan: "I have already communicated with the workshop department in the afternoon, and it will take a week to produce a full set of samples."

"Okay, we'll discuss the next thing then." Yun Wenjun seemed to think of something, "Speaking of which, Mr. Wen is the one who finally decides on your plan."

He compared the two design drafts for a long time yesterday, but in the end he still wanted Ashley's proposal, but Wen Ruilin was more optimistic about Su Qingyan. He was quite surprised when he got into an argument, no matter what request he had before, Wen Ruilin would not object.

Since he had just returned from abroad, he finally agreed with Wen Ruilin to choose Su Qingyan's plan.

He was actually a little angry yesterday. His first decision to take office was rejected, and he regretted inviting Wen Ruilin to yesterday's meeting.

Su Qingyan was sloppy: "Without your affirmation, my work would not have been seen by Mr. Wen, and I have to thank Mr. Yun for his appreciation."

Yun Wenjun smiled lightly: "Good works shouldn't be buried, see you tomorrow."

Su Qingyan watched Yun Wenjun drive away from the parking lot before him, and he stood beside the car and waved to him.

Why did you deliberately tell him about Wen Ruilin's final decision?

Since Wen Ruilin affirmed his works, it means that Yun Wenjun did not choose him.

Yun Wenjun is definitely not as calm as he appears on the surface, what role does he want to play beside Wen Ruilin?

interesting.