Pandora's Box

After squatting in a daze for a while, I stood up listlessly, intending to leave before I became too redundant.The door opened at this moment.

Seeing that a group of people were about to file out, I had nowhere to hide in the empty corridor. I was either advancing or retreating for a while, so I could only quickly turn my back on them and cover my ears.

Zhao Ziyue called me from behind: "Lin Jing? Why are you here? What's the matter?"

"Ah..." I still didn't dare to turn my head, I was stiff and embarrassed.Feeling him approaching me, I pulled the scarf off my neck on the spur of the moment, and said, "Aunt Zhao asked me to bring you a scarf."

Zhao Ziyue reached out to take it, and said with a smile, "This is warming me up. Thank you."

I laughed dryly: "It should be."

Then Zhao Ziyue said gently: "Come, let me introduce you."

He pulled me and motioned for me to turn around: "This is Lin Jing. Our Z Town can be known to everyone this time, and he is the biggest contributor."

At this point, it would be too impolite to forcibly turn my back to everyone, so I could only bite the bullet and turn around.

I saw Zhuo Wenyang's eyes.

There were obviously several people on the opposite side, but I could only see his pair of black eyes at a glance.

Bright, deep, calm.Like a very distant cold star in the night sky.

I got goosebumps all over my body.

I quickly said, "Hi, hello, hello."

In the polite greetings of everyone, I also heard Zhuo Wenyang say: "Hello."

His voice is also very cold, like melting water flowing from ice and snow on a high mountain.

I didn't dare to look at him anymore, and he didn't say much to me.Between Zhao Ziyue's strong praise for me and everyone's polite response, Zhuo Wenyang appeared extraordinarily quiet and indifferent, as if we didn't know each other.

I have imagined our meeting again countless times.Even in that imagination, we all maintained the calmness we should have, but I didn't expect it to be so flat and calm.

He didn't seem to have even the slightest fluctuation.

Is he too quiet?

Or am I already too small and insignificant to even count as a small pebble, so falling on the water can't break the peace?

A group of people walked out while chatting, Zhao Ziyue walked beside me, and said in a low voice: "Wait, we have arranged to entertain the guests for a light meal, do you want to come together?"

I didn't have any appetite, so I shook my head: "No more."

Zhao Ziyue smiled and said: "You are the only one who knows how to eat. If you don't come, I don't have enough vocabulary in this area, and I really don't know how to introduce the dishes to everyone. Come, I have your favorite bacon and raw fried local chicken .”

"……All right."

It's not that the bacon chicken is really that attractive.I just felt discouraged and gambled, but I couldn't really give up the chance to get close to Zhuo Wenyang.

Of course, there will not be any luxurious arrangements for the dinner, but it did take a lot of thought. They are all special products and local specialties that the town hopes to vigorously promote.

When I was writing a copy for an official media account to brag about Z Town, I could be said to have a wonderful pen and a lot of writing and thinking.

And my slick communication skills seem to be sealed at this dinner table, and I can't fart for a long time.

So I didn't play the role that Zhao Ziyue expected at all. Instead, I stood there like a dead fish and dragged my feet.

It's still up to Zhao Ziyue to throw me a topic from time to time, and then help me answer the conversation, so that I won't look like an autistic child.

I am so self-absorbed because Zhuo Wenyang is sitting directly opposite me.

Although he is far away from me in distance, I can see him as soon as I look up.

If you don't look at Hundred Claws scratching your heart, you will be very sad if you look at it.

His sternness, his seriousness, and his coldness and alienation.His eyes were not on me.Although I don't want to admit it, I know he has been looking at Zhao Ziyue.

The banquet was quite lively, and the two sides talked happily, but Zhuo Wenyang didn't say anything.Of course, he doesn't need to say too much, it's not his job to enliven the atmosphere, and the lines for entertainment are given to his employees, and he only needs to say a few decisive speeches.

During the banquet, everyone stood up and toasted each other. Zhuo Wenyang made a special toast to Zhao Ziyue and said, "Mayor Zhao is indeed not only a good-looking talent, but also full of talent."

"..."

I'm sour.

I'm really sour.

I rarely heard Zhuo Wenyang praise others so straightforwardly, especially in public.

After dinner, they still looked like they were having a good time talking. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I found an excuse and retreated first.

I cursed myself hard on the way back.Why am I here? In the end, I have nothing to do with this dinner, and I have to join in the fun for two pieces of bacon, which is too cheap.

Zhao Ziyue didn't come back until late at night, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Zhao Ziyue is also a person who can't show his emotions, but the slight drunkenness caused by alcohol made him show some emotions.

I saw him sitting under the flower stand in the courtyard, leaning on the back of the chair, looking up at the night sky for a while, then closing his eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

Of course, with Zhuo Wenyang's blatant appreciation, who wouldn't be in a good mood? !

It's getting cold, and a thin layer of snow has fallen, and the sky and the earth at night are mostly black and white.Zhao Ziyue sat there, the snow reflected his black clothes and white skin, only the lipstick hanging from the flower stand behind the spider plant, green leaves and red flowers set off his bright red lips, this composition is actually very beautiful.

But I was so sour that I didn't know what to do. There was a pot of vinegar bubbling and smoking in my heart, which blinded my aesthetic eyes.

I wanted to go and say harshly to him, I'm leaving, I want to get out of here.

Anyway, with Zhuo Wenyang's attention and drive, everything will soon be on the right track.With a virtuous circle, the prospects, if not infinitely bright, are at least promising.

Zhuo Wenyang has someone to admire, Zhao Ziyue also met his Bole, Z town doesn't need me anymore, so goodbye!

Zhao Ziyue took a nap for a while, opened his eyes and saw me standing in front of him, he showed a gentle smile, and said to me, "Lin Jing, this project has been finalized! Our town Z is really going to take a big step forward."

"Wow, that's great!"

This is something to be happy about.

But after the involuntary excitement, my depression surged even more.

Yes, of course his relief is because of this, what am I thinking?Is he a narrow-minded person like me?What he has in mind is the whole town of Z, unlike mine, where all my little thoughts revolve around Zhuo Wenyang.

The pattern is too different.

I'm so bad.And I am still jealous of Zhao Ziyue.

He didn't have any fighting moves or intentions, it was his brilliance that overshadowed me.

And he accompanied me through that difficult and disheartening time.I have absorbed a lot of strength in life from his firmness and calmness, and Zhao Zichao's sunny optimism.

Anything that will make his dreams come true, I should be bothered and happy for him from the bottom of my heart.

The anger that wanted to run away quietly dissipated in my heart.I just feel ashamed, annoyed, and a little helpless and sad.

I sat down beside Zhao Ziyue in silence.

He looked at me with a smile, then restrained his smile, and said in a low voice, "Why do you look a little sad?"

I shook my head.

He stretched out his hand and gently brushed the snow off my head. His palm was very warm.

"What's wrong?"

The thousands of words in my heart can only be suffocated into a mournful sob: "I'm so useless."

There was sincere surprise on his face: "How come? What are you talking about? Or are you asking too much of yourself?"

"woo woo woo woo……"

My God, I am really inferior to him in every aspect, no matter in appearance, ability or character.So sad, so sad.No wonder Zhuo Wenyang stared at him intently. From the inside to the outside, what shortcomings does this person have?

The jealousy, sadness, grievance, and low self-esteem these days, I'm really going to cry a lot.

Zhao Zi became more serious and asked, "Could it be that someone said something bad to you?!"

And no one said anything to me.Zhuo Wenyang didn't say anything to me, he didn't even say a word to me.

I couldn't help crying, Zhao Ziyue seemed to be a little panicked, he quickly patted my shoulder and touched my back.

This concern and pity from the imaginary enemy brought my collapse to another level, so I opened my voice and howled even louder.

Zhao Ziyue was obviously at a loss. He panicked for a while, and after slapping me on the back for a long time, he finally stretched out his arms and gently encircled me, letting me bury my head on his chest.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Why am I so ashamed?Why am I so dishonest?Why doesn't Zhuo Wenyang take a good look at me?Zhao Ziyue is very good-looking, but is it necessary to stare like that?O man!

Did he really forget what he said at that time?Have I really disappeared from his heart?Human emotions are indeed fluid, but how can they flow so fast?In less than a year, it is reasonable to let it flow to others so casually?

I can be said to be full of grief and indignation, howling so loudly that it was earth-shattering.If it wasn't for the fact that the hotel is refurbishing its soft furnishings these days, and it hasn't started to receive guests, someone would have opened the window and scolded me long ago.

Then I heard the door being knocked.

I raised my head with tears in my eyes, and looked at the door together with Zhao Ziyue.

The door was not closed, and someone knocked on the door just to remind us.

Zhuo Wenyang stood there, looking at us.There was some snow on his hair, and even a little on his eyelashes, making his skin fairer, his eyebrows and eyes more distinct, cold and colorful like an ice sculpture.

I was dumbstruck, staring at him blankly, but his eyes did not fall on me.

Zhao Ziyue reacted first, and greeted: "Mr. Zhuo? This is, what's the matter?"

Zhuo Wenyang nodded and stretched out his hand. In his hand was the scarf.

He said, "Mayor Zhao, you left your scarf behind. I wanted to bring it to you, so I asked where you live."

"..."