Zhang Moyan didn’t dare to reply immediately to Sasa’s WeChat message. She couldn’t explain what she was afraid of. After more than an hour, she estimated that the mobile phones of the senior high school party should have been collected, so she slowly replied with a smiley face.
Sure enough, after sending the message, there was no response from the other party.
Feeling relieved, Zhang Moyan wiped the screen with his fingers and read the words written by the little crazy girl again, no, several times.
Sister-in-law, these two words brought great joy and comfort to Zhang Moyan. Although it was a false happiness for her, it was difficult for her to say why she hesitated and finally sent the signed photo to Sasa.
Isn’t that the word “sister-in-law”?
On the night we broke up, Xiao Xingyu said, "If you push me away today, you will never miss me in this life." She really tried to do it, but the effect was very bad. She would miss him, miss him very much,
It seems that from the moment they broke up, her brain developed a function that allows her to live and work normally while still thinking about him all the time.
When she was about to break up, Zhang Moyan was worried about whether she would regret it. Later, she learned that she regretted it right away. Even though she knew it was the right thing to do, she still regretted it every day.
I have asked myself hundreds of times, is there really no better way to deal with it?
This hopeless emotion made her tortured. Under her calm appearance, she was full of sadness all day long. In the end, she could only do this kind of action that had the least impact and was not worth mentioning even if it was known to keep the person in her heart.
A tiny bit of weak connection.
She doesn't know what kind of psychology this is. If she really wants to explain it, she might not be able to explain it.
After watching "Sister-in-law" for twenty minutes, Zhang Moyan's brain stopped spinning. He stared at a word search for a long time and couldn't figure out how to bring up several different headers, so he simply gave up.
, looked up at the clock on the wall, and prepared to walk all the way to Zhang's house to kill the remaining time.
There was a dinner party tonight, so there was no need to take the computer back. Zhang Moyan found a paper bag and put Jin Xueyang's takeout in it, then left the unit and walked along the road and sidewalk toward Zhang's house.
The sunshine at four o'clock in the afternoon was neither hot nor dry, and the busy traffic on the road did not affect the urban men and women relaxing and chatting under the shade of the cafe trees.
Turning a corner, a new flower shop opened at the intersection. Beautiful flowers were blooming in the white wooden framed glass house. Inside, there was a beautiful and graceful proprietress wearing an apron, standing in front of a vase and finishing her work attentively.
Flower arrangement work. Soothing music came from the store, and the sunlight filtered in gently through the window, wrapping her and the surrounding flowers in a layer of golden gauze.
Zhang Moyan stopped and looked through the window for a long time, thinking that Xiao Xingyu had asked her to resign and open a flower shop for her, and that not all women liked this...
Indeed, many girls would have a small shop of their own in their ideal life. Most of them are nothing more than coffee shops, flower shops, fashion shops, beauty shops, etc. She has only met a female high school classmate who said that she would open a hotpot in the future.
Regarding opening a store, Zhang Moyan has actually never had such a romantic but unrealistic dream, because she knew that Zhang Feng and Huang Qin’s expectation for her was to find a regular unit to work, so she had never had it in her life plan.
I thought about opening a store.
But at this moment, she really wanted to be the hostess of a flower shop.
Beep——
Two car honks came from behind, Zhang Moyan turned around, and the familiar Aston Martin lowered the window. Eric leaned forward in the car and greeted her: "Moyan, what a coincidence, let me give you a ride wherever you are going.
?"
Zhang Moyan immediately stood with his feet together like a good student when he sees his class teacher. He waved his hands in reflex and refused: "No, no, no, it's not going smoothly."
Eric smiled: "Do you know where I'm going? Why do I get stuck as soon as I open my mouth?"
Zhang Moyan: "..."
Eric sighed slightly: "This is the third time you have refused me to give you a gift. I feel like I have no place to put my face."
Eric has always given people a serious and mature impression, but now he suddenly showed a hint of relaxed humor, which Zhang Moyan was a little uncomfortable with.
"Come up, I have nothing to do today..." Eric thought for a moment and did not say his intention to invite her to dinner, "I have time to see you wherever you go."
Zhang Moyan's emotional intelligence may be a bit questionable, but her IQ is still online. How could she not see Eric's repeated thoughts, and how could she let it continue to develop? She felt the need to speak clearly, so she did not refuse to open the car door and got in.
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After telling Zhang's address, Eric started the car, and Zhang Moyan went straight to the point: "Director, do you want to chase me?"
Eric almost hit the brakes. After living at home and abroad for so many years, he had never heard anyone ask him this question. He was caught off guard for a few seconds, and then said frankly: "Yes, it's a pity that you asked so directly, so I just
I can confess to you on such an occasion. Yes, I admire you very much as a person, and I think I have made it obvious..."
Zhang Moyan looked at Eric. The man's way of facing problems was very Western, but when he spoke, he still turned red from his ears to his hairline and cheeks.
This is the young man who leads the media. He is a returnee from Yale. Although he is not that outstanding in appearance, he is very energetic and talented. Judging from the time he has been in contact with him, he is definitely a good, motivated and upright young man with no bad habits. She has also heard about it.
This great young man is already the target candidate for many ambitious beauties in Shenhai.
But now facing his confession, Zhang Moyan felt that her heart was still beating at a steady pace, without any fluctuations at all. She even thought about what would happen if someone else came.
She thought there was no cure for her.
Eric's lips finally stopped opening and closing. He grabbed the steering wheel and looked at Zhang Moyan. Only then did Zhang Moyan realize that he had not heard the second half of what the other person said.
The carriage fell into silence for a while.
This kind of silence is an answer in itself, but there is always an excuse to make this silence less embarrassing, so Zhang Moyan said: "I'm sorry, director... I don't want to fall in love now."
This reason is really old-fashioned.
Eric asked: "Why? Does it still take some time to get over the last relationship?"
"No!" Zhang Moyan denied it as if he had been stabbed, then lowered his head and looked at the paper bag placed at his feet, thinking, "I think that at my current age, when I fall in love, the possibility of my partner marrying me is
It’s relatively low. I want to talk about it in a few years when I’m older and can get married.”
Eric frowned, and after a moment of understanding, he pointed out: "I think you have a logical problem here. Why do you think getting older will increase the possibility of your romantic partner marrying you?"
Zhang Moyan said matter-of-factly: "Of course. When I get older and others think I am so old, I will definitely have to get married. Those men who want to have fun will definitely not find me. Then not all the rest can get married." "Oh, that's right." Eric smiled and nodded, then paused and said, "Then I think you still have a philosophical question here."
Zhang Moyan looked down from the tip of his eyes: "What's the problem?"
Eric drove with one hand and clicked her direction with the other: "It's the straw man philosophy. If your opponent's argument is made of straw, it's easy to defeat it. You are distorting other people's positions so that you can attack others more easily. For example
, you first concluded out of thin air that others are just dating you for fun, so that your current attitude of not falling in love appears more reasonable. However, this is a dishonest assumption, which will not only affect your rational judgment, but also affect your health.
The credibility of your own opinion. How do you know your partner doesn’t want to marry you?”
Eric deserves to be a philosophy student, and these few words immediately caught the loophole in her remarks. No wonder so many entrepreneurs like to send their children to study philosophy, because philosophy really captures the core points.
While Zhang Moyan admired her, she couldn't help but wonder if someone else would have exploited the loopholes in her remarks.
"Of course I know!" Zhang Moyan still smiled and rested his head on the seat, "Just like you, director, the most you confess to me now is just to try it out with me to see if it's suitable for you, right?
Is there anything more to think about than this?"
Eric was speechless when he heard this. After a while, he sighed with a smile and said, "Mo Yan, you are really amazing. I am willing to be defeated. It seems that my confession today is destined to fail."