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Chapter Forty-Four

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    Chapter Forty-Four

    It's a fresh start.

    When Wei An's eyes fell on the numbers of the floors the elevator passed by, she was a little absent-minded.  It seems that since yesterday, she has completely drawn a clear line with Jiang An.  She needs a change in her life too much, and the days of living in memories are too numb and hopeless, frightening and overwhelmed.

    These will all change.  She no longer wants to be trapped in the inextricable memories like before.  Like duckweed, life is too long, and it also needs stability, and whether this kind of stability can be given by Yufan, she doesn't know.

    The elevator stopped on the 16th floor, and Wei An walked slowly towards the company.  Seeing Wei An come in, Zai Zai immediately had a weird smile on his face, and followed Wei An into the office.

    "Let's talk, it's rare that I'm in a good mood today, so I can satisfy your exuberant curiosity a little bit." Wei'an sat down on the chair, turned on the computer and said to Zaizai.  The smile on Zaizai's face became even more obvious:

    "That how was last night?" Wei An paused for a while while reaching for the pen holder, frowning inadvertently.  Why do these words sound so awkward.  Answer thoughtfully:

    "It's okay. What's the matter?" He picked up the document on the corner of the table with one hand, and looked up at Zaizai.

    "That I want to ask, does Su Qiao not have a boyfriend." Zaizai's voice faltered.

    Hey What's going on?  Is there a situation?

    "Cough. She doesn't have a boyfriend right now." Wei'an narrowed her eyes, and the corner of her mouth smiled maliciously: "Why, do you want to chase her?" It's rare that Wei'an is interested in caring about other people's gossip, but she  The purpose is to have more excuses to laugh at Su Qiao.

    "No. No. I just think she's very interesting." Zaizai hurriedly explained, with a layer of blush floating on his face.  This feeling of shyness made Wei An even more amused.  But it seems that when hearing a certain word, the heartbeat misses a beat.

    interesting.

    This seems to be Jiang An's answer when someone asked Jiang An what kind of girl he likes when she was still with Jiang An a long time ago.

    In my memory, it was the winter of a certain year. When the Spring Festival was approaching, a group of people were playing in a bar.  Boring truth or dare.  The person who asked the question was Chu Xuan, the dim light of that night shone on Jiang An's face, floating dizzily on his skin, that handsome face became more and more eye-catching.

    "Jiang An, what kind of girl do you like?" Chu Xuan's voice was hoarse, she raised her head slightly, the smile at the corner of her mouth was ambiguous, and a layer of smoke was floating on the cigarette at her fingertips.

    "Are you talking about the one you like or the one I plan to live the rest of my life?" Jiang An was not to be outdone, and his words were sharp.

    "Hehe, it's very interesting." Chu Xuan leaned forward, flicked the cigarette ash, and glanced at Jiang An who was sunk in the sofa: "A lifetime is too long. It would be nice to spend a while with you." Hearing this, Jiang An nodded  , reached out and touched his lips:

    "If so, what I like is independent, atmospheric, and interesting."

    Jiang An's eyes fell on Wei An who was sitting across from him. With such a deep gaze, Wei An still remembers the image of her reflected in his eyes.  It turned out that I understood it a long time ago, a lifetime is too long, and it would be nice to pass it for a while.

    Clearly agreed not to think about it anymore, but to start over.  Why would she still think about these meaningless fragments.  A kind of disgust grew in her heart, she hated herself like this.  Why those memories refused to let her go.  Why does every intentional or unintentional word of others remind her of him.  Could it be that forgetting this matter is itself an impossible dream.

    Holding his forehead with his hands, a trace of fatigue flashed across his face.  Wei'an didn't want Zaizai to see her emotions leaked.  Letting out a long breath, her eyes fell on the white wall behind the opposite sofa. The colorful patterns on it were like a maze, locking her inside.  Let her go on a rampage, it's just a dead end.

    "If you like her, just be direct." Unable to look away, Wei An was a little dazed, with some helplessness in her voice, but she said it for Zaizai.

    Zaizai could tell that Wei An was distracted again, but he couldn't say anything.  Opening his mouth, he swallowed back the words that had reached his lips.

    Thoughts are emptying, Wei An feels like she has entered a vicious circle from which she cannot escape.  It seems that the day before yesterday, she called Jiang An, thinking that she had nothing to do with him.  She decided to be with Yu Fan under that kind of relief, but after only one day, the feeling of relief disappeared with the wind, and this feeling of panic surrounded her.  Let her understand very clearly that it is impossible for her to simply forget Jiang An and erase the past about her and him so easily.  Even though she is notWhen she thought about it, the little bits and pieces of those years could still sneak into her thinking inadvertently, smashing the strength she had built up so hard in an instant.

    She will only lose to memories in the end.

    Wei An suddenly understood at this moment.  She won a lot of things, but in the end she continued to lose to her memories, to her indecisive self.

    So what about Yufan?  He definitely couldn't accept such half-hearted her.  Or, he kept silent and pretended not to know.  But how could he not know, his expression had already revealed his emotions this morning, it's just that he was so calm, and Wei An would always feel that she was cheating.  Yes, mental cheating.

    "Wei'an, Wei'an, what are you thinking?" Zaizai's voice brought Wei'an, who was wandering, back to reality.

    "It's nothing. It's almost the end of the year, and the annual vacation will be after the annual meeting next month. Why don't you take advantage of this time to hang out with Su Qiao and get to know each other better." Wei'an talked about him, and revisited the topic.  He attracted Su Qiao, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Su Qiao also thinks you are very interesting. You can contact and try."

    Wei'an seemed to have suddenly remembered something, but her tone was a little more severe: "But I hope that the topic of your discussion is not me."

    Zaizai fully understood what Wei An meant, and left the office with his mouth tightly pursed.

    The office that has returned to quietness is a little disturbing.  Wei An reached for the desk calendar on the corner of the table.  The Chinese New Year is coming up next month, and the time is so fast that it slipped away before people could react.  But if time can take away all past mistakes, perhaps, it will feel a little more happy.

    After a busy day, when it was almost time to get off work, I received a call from Yu Fan. He was waiting for her downstairs to have dinner together.

    After hanging up the phone, Wei An glanced at the general report again, and suddenly forgot what she was thinking just now.  After a moment of daze, I finally gave up. It is better to wait until tomorrow to finish it.  So I packed my things and went downstairs.

    A feeling of deja vu is surrounding her, so warm, so soft, is it a sense of belonging?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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