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In the last three minutes, the two stepped into yolon.
When she entered the door, she happened to pass by Assistant Wang. She glanced at the wall clock on the wall without revealing any trace, probably to confirm the time.
As soon as she left, Sun Yan rolled his eyes and said, "At first glance, she looks like an old maid and has no love for sex."
Fang Congyuan returned to his seat without saying a word.
It took him an entire afternoon to finish the basic collage of Chuchun Pictorial. Fang Congyuan¡¯s back relaxed, he collapsed on the swivel chair like a mollusk, and stretched.
The hour hand on the wall ticked and quickly stopped in the lower left corner.
The lights in the editor-in-chief¡¯s office had long been turned off, and it took more than half an hour for the brightly lit cubicle next to it to darken.
Assistant Wang came out, locked the door, and walked out of the magazine on high heels.
The low voltage alarm is cleared instantly.
There was a lot of rustling sound immediately, and everyone was immersed in packing their things.
"It's finally time to get off work." Sun Yan closed the computer and yawned several times.
The magazine¡¯s normal off-duty time is six-thirty, but Assistant Wang is very dedicated and works overtime almost every day. If she doesn't leave, no one in the magazine except the editor-in-chief would dare to leave.
The official off-duty time is in name only.
In winter, it gets dark early.
The flashing neon lights dimmed the dark night, and the free mist spread wantonly, making it impossible to tell whether it was fog or haze.
Fang Congyuan was absentmindedly arranging the table. When he thought about having to squeeze into the elevator or subway later, his head started to hurt.
On the table, the phone began to vibrate and buzz.
It¡¯s Gao Yang.
"Are you off work?"
"Just got off."
¡°Let¡¯s eat together and I¡¯ll pick you up.¡±
"Um."
Fang Congyuan hung up the phone, and Sun Yan looked over with two big light bulbs standing next to him, his eyes filled with curiosity, "Boyfriend?"
"Well, I will go to dinner with him later, and I won't be with you."
"It's okay, it's okay." Sun Yan waved his hands casually and asked her repeatedly, "Are you a local? Are you handsome? How is your family background?"
"This" Fang Congyuan rolled his eyes a few times, hesitating whether to tell Sun Yan or not.
She talks a lot and can¡¯t keep her mouth shut.
Sun Yan saw her hesitating and thought she was a standard "Qionghai man" - he had a car and a house, but no talent or appearance, so he didn't embarrass her.
One after another the lights went out, and there were fewer and fewer people.
Fang Congyuan sped up. After clearing the table, he went to the cabinet and took out a pair of flat shoes to put on.
Sun Yan was playing with his mobile phone and laughed at her, "You still dress like this when you meet your boyfriend?"
Fang Congyuan smiled and kept changing his shoes.
Soon, everyone left.
The two of them followed into the elevator. Sun Yan put away the phone and asked her, "Are you living with him now?"
"No, I live on campus."
Sun Yan said in a half-joking tone, "To be honest, if I'm looking for a husband, I have to find someone whose home is nearby. At least I won't have to squeeze into the subway."
Someone laughed and said, "Your goal is ambitious enough."
Jinkai Building is almost in the CBD of Qionghai City. Those who can own a house nearby must have a good family background.
As soon as that person started talking, everyone in the elevator laughed.
Bitter, helpless, mixed laughter. They are all girls in their twenties, and they all want to have a home in this city.
After getting out of the elevator, Fang Congyuan said goodbye to Sun Yan. Sun Yan didn't really want to leave and joked that she wanted to see her boyfriend.
Fang Congyuan blasted her away.
In the bathroom, Fang Congyuan was touching up his makeup when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.
It¡¯s a text message: I¡¯m here.
Take out the paper towels and wipe the lipstick color to be lighter.
It¡¯s eight o¡¯clock and it¡¯s getting darker.
The cars were coming and going, the howling wind was blowing up, and the cold air was coming. Fang Congyuan couldn't help but shivered a few times. She breathed a sigh of relief and regained some feeling in her cold fingertips.
Holding the collar of his coat tightly with both hands, Fang walked towards the street corner from the edge.
In the car, Gao Yang was on the phone, and when he saw her sitting in, he quickly hung up the phone.
"Is there anything you want to eat?" Gao Yang pressed a key and piano music began to flow.??, he touched her hair and smoothed it down.
By the river, there are few pedestrians and the lights are bright.
The winding road twists and turns, slipping through a bend, a pair of figures appeared on the empty road, with gray hair, supporting each other.
The light of the street lamp enveloped the two trembling backs, giving off a vague halo, soft and warm.
In his pocket, Fang Congyuan suddenly grasped Gao Yang's hand and asked softly, "Will we be like them?"
Gao Yang followed her gaze, he seemed to be in a trance and said nothing.
"Will we be together forever?" Once she spoke, it was hard to take it back. She continued tentatively, "Like them, get married, have children, and grow old together."
Gao Yang narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, then looked down at her, "Why are you thinking so much?"
The eyes are crossed and the lights are flickering.
The wind picked up, and the chaotic fog in my mind blew away like the water vapor on the river.
The cold wind passed by, blowing on his bare neck like a knife. Fang Congyuan took out his hand without hesitation and closed his collar.
After a while, she put her slightly cold hands into her pockets again, and she smiled, "Let's go back, it's so cold outside."
Not long after getting in the car, the bell rang.
In the cold night, the fog is as thick as ink. Gao Yang parked the car on the side of the road and answered the phone.
The person on the other end seemed to be in a hurry, and his voice was very loud. Fang Congyuan could hear the vague voices while sitting in the passenger seat, but it was not clear.
Gao Yang said nothing, holding the phone in one hand and turning on the speaker with the other.
Now, except for the melodious music, nothing can be heard. Until Gao Yang said, "Don't worry, I will take care of things here."
"Brother Xu and I have talked, and Yongfeng has also reached an agreement. There shouldn't be any more trouble."
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¡°If there¡¯s anything I can help with, just ask.¡±
"I have to work hard when I go to Kunshan and wait for your celebration banquet."
¡°That¡¯s it, we¡¯ll talk about it when we get back.¡±
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The phone was hung up, Gao Yang didn¡¯t say a word, and Fang Congyuan didn¡¯t ask a word.
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