Fall in love with the ex Bai Yueguang

Not only did Tan Ke not have any positive suggestions on this matter, but he was especially good at throwing cold water.

Fang Xian hung up the phone, turned on the computer very depressed, and continued to work until eleven o'clock in the evening.

A friend who was playing with the car called, Fang Xian felt that it was boring, so he also pushed.

He came out of the office with the keys and bag in hand. The employees outside had left early, and the large office of the analysis department was empty.

When he passed rows of desks with multiple monitors, he took away the grocery bag left by a careless subordinate at the workstation.

Long Whale stipulates that employees must clean up their food waste before leaving get off work, and they cannot stay at the work station overnight. If they are caught, they will be fined.

The boss whose surname Chang Jing talked about is an obsessive-compulsive disorder and a workaholic, and all the anti-human rules and regulations are written by him.

The boss surnamed Fang is handsome and good-natured, and he is a model for all women in the company to find boyfriends.

Fang Xian walked out with a bag full of potato chips and an empty milk tea can, stuffed them into the trash can in the lobby, and then turned around and took the elevator to the underground garage.

A bright yellow McLaren 650s is parked in a dedicated parking space on a high floor.The whole body has been replaced with a carbon fiber body, and the iconic front face with a wide kiss is fierce.Fang Xian bought it with the first pot of gold he earned back then. When he bought it, Fang Xian's brother laughed at him. There were so many cars in the family that he couldn't drive, so he insisted on using that little salary to buy a fancy sports car with starting gear.

Fang Xian originally planned to go home directly, but when he was still a road away from home, he suddenly changed his mind, turned the steering wheel, and turned to a nearby bar that he often goes to.

It's not interesting to go home, the most important thing is to go back and see the door on the opposite side that can never be knocked, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

He entered the bar with the key in his pocket, and he saw Shen Zhichuan standing unsteadily in front of the bar counter, holding a glass as if to hit someone.

Shen Zhichuan came here for a drink after get off work for the first time today.

He was still calm when he saw the list of forum participants in the office in the morning, but the list was like an Ebola virus in the incubation period, quickly devouring his internal organs, and by the time he got off work, he had already been gnawed to five Burned together, restless.

Lanzhou University hosted the World Academic Forum on High Energy Physics in June this year, and scholars from all over the world will gather here.

As a leader in this field, Carson Cox's name was on the first page of the list, and it was difficult for Shen Zhichuan to pretend not to see it.

Lanzhou University has already decided to host this academic forum, Shen Zhichuan is not unprepared.But when the day loomed, he still fell apart.

After learning about the betrayal from others back then, Shen Zhichuan didn't quarrel, nor did he have a showdown.

He began to suffer from continuous insomnia and could not sleep all night.So after Carson fell asleep, he got up silently, sorted out his resume and papers, and sent application letters to all research teams that were still recruiting postdoctoral fellows.

He also wrote an e-mail to Goldman Sachs' personnel department, which was stored in the draft box.

The Proxima Centauri research team at La Silla Observatory was the first to write back to him, a full month after he learned of Carson's derailment.

During this month, Shen Zhichuan waited for Carson to explain, to apologize, to tell him that it was fake, rumor, accident, drunk, whatever.

Every time Carson spoke seriously, Shen Zhichuan thought he was finally going to say that.

But Carson didn't.He just suddenly became attentive, brought home a bunch of fresh cornflowers every day, rushed to do housework and wash the dishes, kept talking about going to Holland to get married, and even asked Shen Zhichuan one day if he wanted to invite him friends come to play at home.

On the day when the defense ended, Carson proposed to go out to celebrate, and Shen Zhichuan ate a meal cooperatively, talking and laughing during the period.On the way back, he was sitting in the co-pilot, with his hands in his pockets, clutching the agate ring, making a deep impression on his palm.

That night, Shen Zhichuan finally sent out the email in the draft box, asking Goldman Sachs to cancel his internship position, and returned the confirmation email to the La Silla Observatory team.

The next morning after receiving the reply from La Silla Observatory, Shen Zhichuan drove to school.

His graduation certificate has not yet been issued, so he asked the school staff to issue a letter of certification, and then met with the agreed buyer in front of Palmer Square, and went to MVC* to transfer the title of the car together.

The buyer of the car was a young girl, just entering college, who wanted to buy a used mobility scooter.The girl was very kind, and even sent Shen Zhichuan home after finishing the formalities.

After returning home, Shen Zhichuan bought the latest flight back to China and took off from Newark Airport in New York at eleven o'clock in the evening.

He changed the water for cornflowers, packed his toothbrush towels and slippers in garbage bags, took them downstairs and threw them away, then entrusted the key to the neighbor and asked him to pass it on to Carson, and finally packed only one copy Neruda's poetry collection and a small duffel bag of seasonal clothes left the apartment.

On the train to Newark Airport, he received a message from Carson asking why he was giving the keys to a neighbor and where he was.

Carson kept sending messages.

Shen Zhichuan thought, if Carson took the initiative to bring up that matter before he arrived at the airport, he might still be able to go back and have a talk with the other party.

Shen Zhichuan sat at the bar, drinking one cup after another.

There was light music playing in the bar, loud voices, and blurred lights. He returned to the dark car in a trance, waiting anxiously for an explanation from the other party.

Shen Zhichuan suddenly realized that ten years had passed, and instead of getting out of this betrayal, he became full of resentment.

In the past ten years, he has published so many papers, attended so many academic conferences, and left his mark all over the world.Even though he never went to Princeton again, he never refused to exchange his contact information with Princeton scholars.

He offered ten thousand ways for Carson to find him, but no one came to him.

Ten years later, he finally realized the fact that he had been avoiding all this time—it was not Shen Zhichuan who broke up happily and left handsomely, but the other party abandoned him.

Shen Zhichuan sat alone at the bar drinking his own wine, and he didn't even notice that there were several pairs of eyes that were about to move in the dark of the bar, staring at his beautiful waistline that was hidden in his trousers.

Finally someone couldn't bear it anymore and walked over to strike up a conversation.

Shen Zhichuan was already half-drunk, and was extremely impatient with the chattering person next to him. He glared at the other person with crimson eyes, and uttered the word "Get out" full of alcohol.

In the other party's eyes, his angry look was not intimidating at all, but it was mouth-wateringly spicy.

The itching was so unbearable that he simply stretched out his hand to wrap around Shen Zhichuan's waist.

Shen Zhichuan was furious at being entangled, he stumbled to his feet, picked up someone's beer mug in front of him, and raised his hand to smash the other person's head.

The bartender stood inside, too late to stop him across the bar, and the guests next to him had already dispersed to avoid suspicion.

Seeing that there was going to be trouble, Shen Zhichuan was suddenly hugged from behind.The man's strength was unusually great, and he forcibly pulled the cup out of Shen Zhichuan's hand.

Shen Zhichuan turned his head and stared at the person who stopped him for a while, as if he recognized him, he said, "Hi, Husky."

Fang Xian's face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth: "Is this the nickname you gave me?"

The man who wanted to pick up a bargain saw being cut off, and suddenly yelled angrily: "Who are you, why are you so pretentious when you come up? Does anyone know you?"

Shen Zhichuan snatched the cup from Fang Xian in a daze, and shouted indistinctly: "Give it back to me, let me beat this idiot."

Fang Xian turned his hand and threw the empty glass into the bartender's arms, freed his hand to hold Shen Zhichuan who was clamoring for a hit, then turned to look at the man with fierce eyes: "Don't get lost, wait until I call the ambulance for you car?"

Fang Xian likes to laugh on weekdays, and he looks very talkative when he smiles, few people have seen his sullen and surly look after turning his face.

Seeing the hard stubble, the man's face turned ashen, and he walked away cursing.

Fang Xian glanced at the wine glasses on the bar, reached out and patted Shen Zhichuan's buttocks: "You've grown up, haven't you?"

Shen Zhichuan was not very sensitive to this small movement, and he just grabbed the two stuffed ropes on Fangxian's head shirt: "Why don't you beat him?"

Fang Xian was almost strangled, so he quickly broke Shen Zhichuan's hand away, only then did he have the time to pay the bill for Shen Zhichuan.He stuffed two red tips to the bartender, asked someone to help watch Shen Zhichuan's car, don't ask the drunk to row it, and then carried Shen Zhichuan out.

Shen Zhichuan was quite tall, but he didn't have much flesh on his body.Fang Xian half hugged him, feeling lighter than when he picked up someone in the corridor a while ago.

Shen Zhichuan obviously came to drink away his worries, and he didn't need to express any worries, everyone knew it.

Fang Xian sighed, opened the car door with one hand, and pushed the person in.

The sports car has a short body, Fang Xian half knelt down at the passenger door, adjusted the seat back for Shen Zhichuan, and fastened his seat belt.

Shen Zhichuan suddenly became quiet, and leaned on the passenger seat with his eyes half closed and his head tilted.The long and narrow phoenix eyes, which are usually in high spirits, are now half-drowned, showing a bit of innocence and tenderness.

Fang Xian gritted his teeth and thought, can it be changed?How to change this?

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Fang, let’s make bitterness first and then sweetness.