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The photo shows her and Han Jue¡¯s first trip together, when Han Jue was pursuing her.
It is said that it is pursuit, but it is not clear. Because during that period, he always appeared by her side, and she was willing to take him with her wherever she went - in the name of a friend.
She and Han Jue met at a certain banquet, and he saved her from the embarrassment. At that time, she recognized Han Jue, who had stirred up a storm and then faded out of the public eye. Out of gratitude and curiosity, even though Han Jue's tone was very harsh, she recognized him. Chatted with him for a while. After seeing the other party's will to die, he also warned him that it would hurt.
She thought at the time that the two would never have any more intersections, but they met frequently at several large cocktail parties afterwards.
She was looking for opportunities to perform, but Han Jue just stood there, wandering around, not looking for anyone to talk to, his eyes were stiff, like a hunter looking for prey, always scaring people away. Occasionally, a woman like her who was invited by the organizer to liven things up would come to him, coveting his still-slight fame, but Han Jue would just rudely tell the other person to go away and stay away from him.
It was probably the fourth time they met by chance that she finally walked over and asked Han Jue what he was here for.
Maybe it¡¯s because Han Jue still remembers her, so when he talks to her, his attitude is not scary or bad. Han Jue said that he came here to see if he could make friends, but it didn't seem to work.
She remembered what they had talked about when they first met - he wanted to find a friend to collect the body for him. At the same time, I was stunned, but also found it a little funny, how could someone make friends in such a clumsy way, and for such a reason.
She smiled and said to Han Jue, you couldn't trust me to collect the body for you before, so we can try to be friends first. Meeting so many times is also a kind of fate, and I have many friends. If you want to make more friends, I I can introduce some to you.
Han Jue frowned and said, I have never been friends with a woman.
She said, it doesn¡¯t matter, I can teach you.
After that, they exchanged contact information and no longer just met at the cocktail party.
"When your friend asks you to come out to play, you have to come out immediately."
"When something good happens to a friend, you want to treat him to a treat to celebrate. Do you know what I like to eat?"
"If your friend is in a bad mood, you have to comfort him. Bring some wine over here."
"I'm going to meet a producer later. If I don't come back in fifteen minutes, you come and pick me up. It's up to you."
"I told you what happened to me today, and you also tell me about yours."
"This playboy is chasing me, and I hate him. When we talk later, come over with flowers. Don't hit anyone! By the way, I want roses."
"Friend, I can't sleep. Chat with me quickly."
¡°After chatting in the evening, say ¡®good night¡¯!¡±
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Some things were undoubtedly beyond the scope of friends, and she did not remind him. Instead, she allowed the boundaries to blur little by little. She still took Han Jue to many places in the name of a friend, taught him many things, and guided him Met a lot of people.
Gradually, like a stubborn stone, Han Jue regained his energy. Even if she didn't take the initiative to call him, Han Jue would consciously follow her wherever she went, worrying that every time she went out, he would always help her block all the things she didn't like in front of the crowd. look. He began to share everything in his life with her in detail, and began to ask her if she had eaten well. When she couldn't sleep, no matter what time she called, he would answer. After making the call, he must be waiting for her to hang up the phone
Others asked her if she was with Han Jue, but she just smiled and asked Han Jue, "Hey, what do you think?"
Han Jue just smiled bewilderedly, he could only see her and no one else in his eyes.
"Ding¡ª¡ª"
The sound of the mobile phone suddenly interrupted Weng Nanxi¡¯s memories.
She took her phone and looked at it. As expected, the message came from the comedian suitor.
¡¾Friend, I can't sleep. ¡¿He said.
Weng Nanxi stared at the news blankly.
In addition to work matters, in order to avoid causing ambiguity, she has rarely responded to the opposite sex late at night in the past two years. But the moment she saw the message, she actually wanted to reply.
Now that she has the ability and weapons to protect herself, she no longer needs to endure nausea and cautiously deal with everyone who comes around her like she did when she was young. She no longer needs to fearfully seek asylum from one powerful person after another. , climbing up without daring to stop. All are no longer needed.
She already has the money and power. Therefore, her criteria for seeking a partner have become extremely simple - as long as she feelsShe never really feels pity about who took a detour or didn't have time to meet someone, lost something precious or didn't get something. Not to waste time regretting or being upset.
At that time, Han Jue looked like a coat of the wrong size to her. She had indeed received warmth, but she disliked it as not beautiful enough or not fitting enough. But many years later, when she had many gorgeous coats, she never had the chance to feel the same warmth as before.
She later understood what true regret and regret felt like.
Weng Nanxi looked at the photo on the desk of her smiling at him, and was in a daze. It wasn't until the coldness of the tears on her face awakened her. She rubbed her eyes and looked out the window at the brightening sky, only to realize that she had been sitting in the study all night.
He looked back at the potted plant next to the photo, stroking the thick leaves, and whispered in a nasal voice: "Don't tell others."
Plants cannot answer human questions. Weng Nanxi controlled the leaves to swing up and down, imitating a human nod, feeling that she was in a better mood.
She doesn¡¯t raise any animals in her home. First, she dislikes the animals for making the house a mess. Second, she doesn¡¯t have time to wipe their feces and urine. Third, she doesn¡¯t want to respond to the unconditional trust she feels. She can¡¯t bear it, and she doesn¡¯t want to.
It is much more convenient to raise plants. The green wavelength relieves eye fatigue, produces oxygen during the day, and can also serve as a tree hole when you are bored.
Weng Nanxi got up and moved the potted plant to the window. The window opened a crack, the wind slipped in, and the flowers and leaves swayed like living creatures.
Weng Nanxi thought of other plants in her home. They were in the care of her cousin and she felt reassured. The happy tree at the door feels like it has grown a lot taller.
Thinking of the happy tree, Weng Nanxi remembered the original intention of buying it. Because I was annoyed that I missed that suicide note, I completely lost the chance to do many things, so when I was buying potted plants, I bought a happy tree as if to make up for it and placed it outside the door as a mailbox.
Mailbox.
Receive mail.
Weng Nanxi¡¯s fingertips rubbing the script suddenly stopped.
¡°Probably because she just finished reading a script about letter exchange, Weng Nanxi suddenly wanted to check her mailbox. She had a hunch that there might be something waiting for her there.
Weng Nanxi walked out of the study and came to the door. Opening the door, the happy tree stood there quietly.
Weng Nanxi felt her heartbeat begin to speed up. She didn¡¯t know whether it was her body¡¯s warning after staying up all night, or whether she was expecting something. She pushed the flowerpot of the Happy Tree down sideways, exposing a space at the bottom. She reached out and touched around quickly.
Nothing was touched.
Touching it again, the ground was empty and there was nothing attached to the bottom of the flower pot.
Weng Nanxi felt regretful, and withdrew her hand, the raised part of the flowerpot suddenly fell to the ground with a "dong" sound.
Weng Nanxi smiled tiredly and patted the dust on her hands.
????????????? Things that should have been expected, what was I expecting?
There was a burst of footsteps in the house behind me. It was my cousin who heard the movement of the flowerpot and ran out.
"Sister?" Weng Yao asked standing in the distance. The sky is not bright yet in the early morning, and after the curtains are drawn in the room, it is no different from late at night.
Weng Nanxi turned on the light in the entrance hall, closed the door, and walked in.
"Sister, what were you doing just now?" Weng Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person clearly.
"It's nothing. Let's see if you believe it." Weng Nanxi said.
Weng Yao was about to say something when he suddenly noticed that his cousin's expression seemed wrong and her eye circles were slightly swollen, as if she had just cried.
"Sister, you stayed up all night?" Weng Yao complained: "You are the owner of skin care products. My boss has bad skin, how can he sell the products?"
Weng Nanxi smiled and said, "You go ahead and make breakfast."
"So early?"
"I'll go out at seven o'clock. There's still one hour left. I'll briefly talk to you about the script first."
"I'll go right away." Weng Yao nodded and asked tentatively: "Sister, what do you think of the script?"
Weng Nanxi was silent for a moment and said, "It's a classic. You are lucky."
Weng Yao smiled happily.
¡°Don¡¯t be too happy too early,¡± Weng Nanxi said, ¡°It¡¯s a good thing, but it¡¯s also pressure.
"If you perform well this time, the image of the girl Tang Jingshu will stay with you for a long time before you encounter the next classic project. If you do not perform well, the classic will still be a classic, but you will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever, and then you will be I will regret it all my life, why I didn¡¯t perform the trick well in the first place.¡±
Weng Yao immediately acted honestly and looked at Weng Nanxi for help.
Weng Nanxi asked Weng Yao to make breakfast quickly and wait until after dinner.
Leaving her cousin to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, Weng Nanxi returned to the study. The time is almost six o'clock. The phone screen is still stuck on the chat software, and the unsent message is still there. Weng Nanxi looked at the content posted by the other party. After a few seconds, she deleted the words, not only the words, but also the other party.
No one can be a substitute for anyone.
The past is past after all.
Weng Nanxi no longer tries to fight against the memories.
Those memories of getting along with Han Jue are her precious treasures. No one can replace it.
She doesn¡¯t know whether she will meet another person who loves her in the future. If you meet it, that's great. If you don't, that's okay.
¡°She is lucky enough to have been loved wholeheartedly by at least one person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?Ask Weng Yao to make breakfast quickly and talk after dinner.
Leaving her cousin to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, Weng Nanxi returned to the study. The time is almost six o'clock. The phone screen is still stuck on the chat software, and the unsent message is still there. Weng Nanxi looked at the content posted by the other party. After a few seconds, she deleted the words, not only the words, but also the other party.
No one can be a substitute for anyone.
The past is past after all.
Weng Nanxi no longer tries to fight against the memories.
Those memories of getting along with Han Jue are her precious treasures. No one can replace it.
She doesn¡¯t know whether she will meet another person who loves her in the future. If you meet it, that's great. If you don't, that's okay.
¡°She is lucky enough to have been loved wholeheartedly by at least one person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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