overdue lover

On the way, Ji Qinglin received a call from Xin He, saying that a senior executive of a certain company wanted to meet him.

Ji Qinglin had no choice but to ask the driver to take him to the company.

The car stopped in front of the company building, Ji Qinglin said goodbye to the driver, he hesitated before leaving, and knocked on the rear window.

Pei Yang's impatient expression appeared behind the glass.

The car was very dark, Ji Qinglin didn't dare to look inside, and said hastily, "Well... I'm going to work, thank you Mr. Gu and Mr. Pei."

After speaking, Ji Qinglin quickly walked into the company building as if fleeing.

After entering the familiar environment and seeing familiar people, Ji Qinglin was completely relieved, rubbed his feet against the snow water on the cushion at the door, took the elevator to the sixteenth floor, and Xin He was waiting for him at the door.

Xin He grabbed Ji Qinglin's shoulders as soon as he came up, and asked nervously, "How is it going? Is the ugly daughter-in-law going well with her in-laws?"

Ji Qinglin slapped his hand off without mercy, and smiled wryly, "Xingruo's father just had an accident, I just helped her fool her mother, how could it go well or not?"

Xin He looked around first, but when he saw no one, he curled his lips and complained, "You, everything is fine, but it's a pity - it's a crook."

The smile on Ji Qinglin's face became heavier.

"... What's even more pity is that you still have a scumbag in your heart."

Xin He's words hit the nail on the head, and precisely pierced Ji Qinglin's uncovered scar.

Ji Qinglin shook his head and seriously retorted: "He's not a scumbag."

Xin He sneered at Ji Qinglin's affection, "You managed to catch up with him, he is so good, he abandoned you without saying a word, and your whereabouts are unknown, isn't that considered a scumbag?"

Ji Qinglin who asked this question was speechless.

He tore off a piece of dead skin on his lower lip, and what came to his mind was the scene of looking up and seeing Gu Yinmo and Pei Yang standing together.

The two of them standing under the light are so well matched.

On the other hand, the self who had waited hard for Gu Yinmo for five years seemed like a stupid fool.

"What else is there to insist on?" Xin He observed Ji Qinglin's expression, and suddenly spoke his mind.

Ji Qinglin shook his head blankly, expressing that he didn't know.

For so many years, waiting for Gu Yinmo seems to have become a habit.

Ji Qinglin would prepare two glasses of milk every morning, and when he left home, he would wave to the deserted air, saying that I was gone, and when he came home from work, he would run to the bedroom as soon as possible, imagining that when he opened the door, he would see someone on the desk while reading.

The light in the porch is always on all night, just like Ji Qinglin, waiting for someone who will never come back.

"Maybe he's married long ago, and the children may be soy sauce!" Xin He complained, interrupting Ji Qinglin's memories, messing up his hair, and comforting him, "Don't think about it, let's go get down to business. .”

Ji Qinglin and Xin He, a university senior, jointly opened a photography studio. Since Xin He's photography work "The Last Day" won an international award, the studio has attracted more and more attention from large companies.

Many of them are well-known entertainment companies.

The picture group in question is a high-end endorsement filmed by Ji Qinglin some time ago.

"The editor of TWINKLE said that there is something wrong with the grading of these photos, and they don't match the style discussed before, so you need to change them again." Xin He showed Ji Qinglin several sets of color difference comparisons, and asked him to make changes according to the requirements of the magazine editor.

Ji Qinglin took a brief look, nodded and said no problem.

Xin He held the remote control pen in one hand, and rested his chin on the other hand, carefully watching Ji Qinglin adjust the picture.

A few minutes later, Ji Qinglin resent the photo group to the mailbox of the editor of the magazine.

Turning around and seeing Xin He looking at him thoughtfully, Ji Qinglin shrugged and smiled, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No," Xin He looked away from him, and replied calmly, "Make time at noon, people from Huanyu want to meet you."

Huanyu is a foreign entertainment company. In recent years, it has a tendency to develop domestically. Cooperating with such a unique but niche studio like them is a great face for them.

Ji Qinglin couldn't cope with the scrambling at the dinner party, and often excused his excuses, but this time he was named, he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Lunch will be at Qingchuan, a very high-end Chinese private restaurant.

Following the waiters through the winding corridors, the two came to a jujube-colored solid wood painting boat, opened the light-colored tulle door curtain, walked into the room in the painting boat, and sat down.

The waiter poured tea for the two of them, and soon Ji Qinglin heard the sound of footsteps passing through the corridor in the distance.

The door curtain was lifted again, Ji Qinglin subconsciously turned his head to look at the person who came, and a familiar face broke into his realization.

Ji Qinglin shook his hand, and the hot tea spilled on his fingertips, he couldn't help but groaned, and put down the teacup.

Before he had time to look at his fingers, he was pulled by Xin He to stand up.

Xin He introduced: "This is Huanyu's new chairman, Mr. Gu Yinmogu."

Ji Qinglin glanced at Gu Yinmo, then hurriedly lowered his head, "Mr. Gu."

But Gu Yinmo didn't intend to let Ji Qinglin go easily, he chuckled, "Little brother-in-law, didn't we just meet last night?"

The word "little brother-in-law" made the already nervous Ji Qinglin turn even redder. He bit his lower lip and tried to pull out a smile.

Xin He's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked what was going on.

Ji Qinglin used the back of his hand to freeze his hot face, and whispered, "Xingruo Gu, Mr. Gu's younger sister."

"So that's the case." Xin He nodded, "No wonder Mr. Gu chose our company. I think Lai Xingruo should have said a lot of good things for us."

Gu Yinmo smiled politely and signaled the waiter around him to serve the food.

Gu Yinmo also came with Huanyu's general manager and well-known editors in the media industry. The intention of this meal is obvious.

At the dinner table, the editor and Xin He chatted eloquently, and when they mentioned the recent popular actors and stars, the agent would interject a few words, and Gu Yinmo also said something, which made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere in the painting boat was quite harmonious.

Only Ji Qinglin silently drank the soup in front of him, like an outsider.

He suddenly regretted agreeing to Xin He's appointment, and this feeling was especially strong when Gu Yinmo sat beside him.

"Sorry," Ji Qinglin got up and said softly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

No one cared about Ji Qinglin's departure until Gu Yinmo took out the cigar box, shook it, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Sorry, I'm a bit addicted to cigarettes."

After speaking, he walked out with a cigar and a lighter.

In the bathroom, Ji Qinglin washed his face with cold water, which dispelled the dryness and heat from his body a little.

He looked at his exhausted self in the mirror on the wall and sighed deeply.

So what if we meet Gu Yinmo again, he already has a new love, Ji Qinglin advised himself to let go of the past and face Gu Yinmo with a normal mentality.

But the good times in the past are like a natural moat, no matter how Ji Qinglin makes up for it, it can't be healed.

Sometimes, he even suspects that he has lost the ability to love someone.

"Please, let it go, okay?" Ji Qinglin murmured to himself in the mirror, "He doesn't want you anymore."

Ji Qinglin repeated the fact that Gu Yinmo didn't want her over and over again, and finally mustered up the courage to turn around and walk out of the bathroom, only to bump into her arms smelling of tobacco around the corner.

Ji Qinglin's mind went blank. Before he could think about it, he was pushed away heavily. He staggered back a few steps and almost fell into the shallow pool behind him. He looked at the man in front of him in panic.

But the instigator was looking down at him, the indifference and arrogance on his face made Ji Qinglin shudder.

【Speak】

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