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Ke Yici sat in the car, looking at the bustling night scene outside the window, he obviously felt that his mental state was not right, numbness slowly covered his skin, wrapped him like a thin shell, and isolated him from the world.

He didn't want to go home, nor did he want to see Wen Ling, his mind went blank, he suddenly lost his direction, what's the point of being alive?

The unprovoked emptiness was menacing, occupying the high ground of his consciousness, Ke Yici rubbed his temples, buried his face in the steering wheel, trying to escape.

When was the last time you were in this state?He recalled dully, a year ago?

Dazed in a daze until nine o'clock in the evening, Ke Yici started the car and drove towards home.The negative and depressed mood caused his appetite to drop, and he didn't have the same appetite as before when he passed by the fragrant street stalls.The car drove into the community and parked in an empty parking space. Ke Yici pulled out the car key, picked up the computer bag and opened the door.

The bag contained the manuscript handed in by the copywriting team. The content was the new issue of "Law and Love" to be filmed tomorrow. Wang Qi planned to retire, but he couldn't find a suitable candidate to take over the show, so Ke Yici temporarily took over.

Stepping on the stairs to the second floor, Ke Yici took out the key to the door, turned his head and saw a figure sitting on the stairs, he was stunned.

Wen Ling stood up with her schoolbag in her arms, holding an oil paper bag in her hand, and said, "Here you are."

"How long have you been waiting?" Ke Yici pulled Wen Ling to his side, "Why didn't you call me?"

"You're busy." Wen Ling said.

"Busy ass." Ke Yici felt his fresh emotions return, and held and touched Wen Ling's cold hand, both angry and distressed, "If I don't come back tonight, will you sit until tomorrow?"

Wen Ling blinked, and said, "Then I'll go home."

Ke Yici opened the door and pushed Wen Ling in: "Go and wash your hands with hot water."

"Chicken tenderloin, it's delicious." Wen Ling said, "Heat it up and serve it up."

"Okay, okay." Ke Yici threw the oil paper bag into the microwave to heat it up, turned on the kettle, and asked in a raised voice, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No." Wen Ling said.

"I just didn't eat it either." Ke Yici opened the refrigerator, glanced at the stock, and said, "How about tomato scrambled eggs and noodles?"

"Okay." Wen Ling walked out of the bathroom, "I ate it, chicken tenders."

Ke Yici picked up two tomatoes and four eggs, and said, "Help me some noodles."

Wen Ling followed behind him, picked up the noodles, and closed the refrigerator door smoothly.

Ke Yici bent down to cut the vegetables, and he said, "Use a knife to make a cross on the tomato, pour the water on it, and after a while, you can peel it directly."

"Okay." Wen Ling agreed.

Ke Yici, who had no appetite at first, swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he heard the sizzling sound of frying the onion, ginger and garlic in the iron pan.Wen Ling is like a rope, firmly binding Ke Yici to the world.Perhaps the mediocrity of life will eventually turn into a pile of loess, and Ke Yici cherishes every moment he spends with Wen Ling.

Meaningful or not, so what?

"It's almost there. I'll taste the saltiness." Ke Yici picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up an egg, took a bite, and said, "It's a little bland."

Wen Ling evenly divided the noodles into two porcelain bowls, added a few chopstick noodles to Ke Yici, bent down to turn on the microwave oven, and poured the hot fried chicken into the plate.

"Eat and eat." Ke Yici put the tomato scrambled eggs on a plate, picked up the plate and put it on the small table on the balcony, "Do you drink Coke?"

"No." Wen Ling said, "Drink water."

"Little health expert." Ke Yici said, and he took out a bottle of orange juice, "Drink this head office, right?"

Wen Ling nodded.

Sitting on both sides of the small table, Ke Yici looked at the fried chicken tenderloin that barely covered the bottom of the plate. Wen Ling said shyly, "I ate some." He picked up the chicken tenderloin and put it in Ke Yici's bowl, " You taste."

"I can't do this anymore." Ke Yici said, "No matter what I am doing, as long as it is a call from you, I will definitely answer it. Even if I didn't hear the ringtone at that time, I will call back as soon as I see it .”

"I thought, you," Wen Ling said slowly, "are angry." He poked the noodles with his chopsticks, "Am I, too much?"

Ke Yici looked at Wen Ling helplessly: "It's not your problem, it's because I can't figure it out." He could always become emotional because of Wen Ling's words and deeds, "Let's eat first, and we'll talk after dinner."

Wen Ling lowered his head in dismay, picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth. The child who was usually afraid of being hungry suddenly lost interest in the delicious food.

Ke Yici sighed in disbelief, put down his chopsticks, and pinched Wen Ling's cheek: "I was too much, and I didn't have the nerve to tell you what I did in those two years at first."

Wen Ling looked at Ke Yici and asked, "Go, what are you doing?"

"The main thing is to treat illnesses." Ke Yici said, "and secretly watch you."

"Ah?" Wen Ling didn't understand.

"I wanted to visit you during the summer vacation when you were a freshman and a sophomore." Ke Yici said, "At that time, I was facing graduation, and my academic pressure was relatively high, and my mood was unstable. I was in a coffee shop across the street from your shop. After sitting in the store for a while, I felt a little sad, and I didn't want to affect you, so I didn't look for you."

Freshman summer vacation?Wen Ling rummaged through the fragments in his memory, and he gestured【Did you see that Chu Zhe and I got loose? 】

"...Yes." Ke Yici said, and he pursed his lips, "I'm purely guilty of a glass heart, and my brain is flooded."

Coincidentally, during the few days when Chu Zhesong went to Tianjin to play with Wen Ling, the two had a big fight and broke up unhappy.If Ke Yici insisted on knocking on the store door of Zangbao Pavilion, perhaps the two of them would have already achieved a positive result.

"The rest of the time is to see a doctor and take medicine, exercise, and learn sign language." Ke Yici said, "Go back to Tianjin to visit your shop on Saturday and Sunday."

After listening to Ke Yici's narration, Wen Ling felt more and more guilty. He said, "I don't know." He gestured [I didn't want to take him back to Tianjin, he found it himself. 】Wen Ling didn't have time to eat, and was anxious to explain what happened 【We went hiking in the first semester of freshman year, and after taking pictures, I was in a hurry to go back to catch up with my homework.He dragged me to the bar and I had a fight with him in front of his friends. 】

[After the summer vacation, he insisted on following me back to Tianjin, saying that he would never go to bars again. 】Wen Ling gestures 【Forget it, he's not important, you are. 】

"So good at talking." Ke Yici said with a smile, he was coaxed by Wen Ling to feel comfortable physically and mentally, "Hurry up and eat, the noodles are getting cold."

Wen Ling picked up the chopsticks again, ate the remaining noodles with tomato scrambled eggs, only to hear Ke Yici ask, "Did you buy the fried chicken tenders yourself?"

"Classmate, recommend." Wen Ling said, he cleaned the noodles in the bowl, put down his chopsticks and gestured [I thought it was delicious, so I went to buy more. 】

Ke Yici picked up the dishes and walked into the kitchen. Wen Ling followed behind him and said, "At noon, eat."

"Huh?" Ke Yici stood by the sink, turned on the faucet, and bent over to wash the dishes.

"Let's talk, sister." Wen Ling said.

"You and Chu Zhesong are talking about your sister..." Ke Yici's mind just turned around, "About your sister?"

"Yeah." Wen Ling nodded, took out his phone, opened Weibo and showed it to Ke Yici.

Ke Yici wiped off the water drops on his hands, and quickly browsed the text with his mobile phone. He read it silently and sighed: "The world is impermanent, but how did Chu Zhesong contact Zhang Qiang?"

"His father, the policeman," Wen Ling said.

"Okay." Ke Yici put the cleaned dishes into the cupboard, "He asked you to apologize?"

"It is." Wen Ling said.

"Then, continue to be friends with you?" Ke Yici asked.

Wen Ling shook her head: "No, I saw him."

"Hey, he deserves it." Ke Yici tore a piece of the kitchen to wipe his hands, and he said, "Is this settled?"

"Maybe." Wen Ling said, he gestured 【hope Zhang Qiang can find a suitable kidney source. 】

"With so many crooked ideas, I found it early." Ke Yici said.

"It's not fair!" Hai Xueru's eyes widened, "Why do you fire me?"

Zong Zhengqian sat behind a large mahogany desk and said calmly: "The mission of public relations is to hide behind the scenes and solve problems for customers. You can be scolded by customers, but you can't be pointed at by the public." scold."

Xing Yang, who was once scolded bloody by clients, nodded in agreement.

"With your current reputation, how can any client dare to use you?" Zong Zhengqian said, "This is a serious dereliction of duty by public relations."

"You vicious person." Hai Xueru said, "You just wanted to use me to change public opinion at first, right?"

"Didn't we use each other?" Zong Zhengqian smiled, "If Zhang Qiang didn't point out what you did, maybe you would become a gold medal PR in the future. It can only be said that you are unlucky and good luck tricks others."

"You can't manage your own reputation well, so how do you manage other people's reputation?" Xing Yang gloated and mocked.