Public Relations Department Office. Chu Qiao held a folder in her hand and walked to Zheng Jiajia: "Jiajia, this is Director Huang, who asked me to bring it to you. Take a look and see if there is anything wrong with what I did?" Chu Qiao
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his smile was like a flower.
"Yeah." Zheng Jiajia raised her head, her eyes dimmed, and she slowly took the folder from Chu Qiao's hand. There was a hint of alienation in her voice. But she already had concerns in her heart. It's not that she didn't like Chu Qiao. It's just that she was very fond of Chu Qiao.
It's hard to get along with Chu Qiao like before.
Because the person who is the most important to the senior is Chu Qiao, and she may not even exist in the senior’s memory...
Chu Qiao's smile faded little by little. She could feel Zheng Jiajia's alienation and indifference. However, after thinking about it, Chu Qiao's lips raised a smile again: "Jiajia, are you okay?"
Zheng Jiajia felt a pain in her heart and tried to squeeze out a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine. If you have something to do, go ahead and do your work first! Leave me alone!" She stood up from her seat irritably: "There's something in there
Bored. Let me go out and get some fresh air..."
A bunch of confused colleagues were left in the office and watched her walk out of the office. Zheng Jiajia was not usually like this. She was approachable and had a good relationship with Chu Qiao. Why did she become so cold in the blink of an eye?
Chu Qiao was startled. Did she do something wrong? For a moment, she couldn't guess.
And Zheng Jiajia had just walked out of the office, and she was already filled with regret. She didn't hate Chu Qiao, and Chu Qiao was also very kind to her, but why could she not control her temper and get angry at Chu Qiao just now? How could she be like this?
Woolen cloth?
"Chu Qiao, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... I just couldn't help it..." Zheng Jiajia opened her eyes wide, feeling a little lost, and the sour bubbles fermented in her heart little by little.
She didn't cry out, but the tears gradually blurred her vision. She felt as if a large piece of her heart had been dug out. It was empty, uncomfortable and depressing. Could her secret love and her love be something that could only be buried in her heart?
What about the lowest level, which will never see the light?
"Are you crying?" A plaid handkerchief was handed to Zheng Jiajia. The brown plaid looked a little deformed in front of her blurred tears. The voice sounded warm and magnetic, the gentle voice in her memory.
She raised her head in a hurry. Although there were still tears and runny nose on her face, a smile subconsciously appeared at the corner of her mouth. It was him! It was her senior! Meng Yanxi...
"Yes. I remember you. You are Chu Qiao's colleague, right?" Meng Yanxi went downstairs to find Chu Qiao, but found a woman crying sadly in the corridor. His memory is not bad, she should be Chu Qiao
A colleague in the office, right? As for his name, he couldn't remember...
"Yeah." Chu Qiao's colleague? Is it just because of Chu Qiao's relationship that he remembers her? She has been secretly in love with him for several years. She works hard to make herself perfect just to make herself worthy of the one she admires and loves in her heart.
Senior. She even felt a little flattered by talking to Meng Yanxi, but she had no impression of him. She murmured in her mouth, but in her heart she only felt a few daggers slicing her heart.
"Stop crying..." Meng Yanxi smiled faintly, her eyes falling on Zheng Jiajia's little face: "Crying occasionally is good for your eyes, but crying too much will hurt your nerves..."
The memory seems to return to the orienteering competition.
She felt guilty and blamed herself for holding her hand on the way, and her tears kept falling down. Meng Yanxi also smiled like this and said such words to her. The memory appeared overlapping, and the sadness in her heart suddenly burst out.
Her love, her admiration, and her longing can only be buried in my heart forever.
No! Even if you are hurt, even if you are desperate...
A smile appeared on Zheng Jiajia's lips: "Meng Yanxi, I like you." There seemed to be a hint of crying in her voice, and she could not help but tremble slightly.
Meng Yanxi was startled. She looked carefully at Zheng Jiajia in front of her, trying to pick up some fragments of memory. After thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered that the person in front of her seemed to be very similar to a girl in her memory, but very different.
picture.
The crying look is very similar, but the appearance is slightly different. There is no pair of glasses on the face, making it more beautiful. It's her!
"School girl?"
"It's me." Zheng Jiajia nodded desperately, with a smile on her face: "Senior, it's me. Ever since I competed with you, I started to like you." After saying it, she felt much more comfortable. She thought about it, she really shouldn't go.
Blame Chu Qiao. How can anyone be right and who is wrong in love?
"I'm sorry. I already have someone in my heart." Meng Yanxi replied without seeming to think much.
Meng Yanchen is not as good as Meng Yanxi. If someone confesses to Meng Yanchen, he will probably stare back with cold eyes. Meng Yanxi seems to be gentle, but he has never been sloppy. Although he clearly knows that he and Chu
The possibility of them getting together is very slim, but she still has a place in his heart.
Zheng Jiajia nodded and said bitterly: "I know, it's Chu Qiao, right?"
"Yeah." Meng Yanxi did not deny it.
"She will be really happy when she is with you!" Zheng Jiajia did not pick up the handkerchief. Instead, she just wiped away the tears on her face with the back of her hand. Although her secret love and admiration had come to light,
She still had to bury it all. After thinking about it and preparing it, all she could do was hide her love in her heart and bless them.
"The person she likes is not me..." Meng Yanxi was gentle, but never said much. But when he heard Zheng Jiajia's words, there were ripples in his heart. The person she liked was not him. If it were him,
He doesn't know if she will be happy, but he knows that he will be very happy. Anyway, liking her is his business!
What? Zheng Jiajia's eyes froze, and her teeth pressed tightly against her lips. Didn't Chu Qiao like Meng Yanxi? A glimmer of hope seemed to have rekindled in her heart. In this way, could she still have a chance?
Meng Yanxi did not catch the ecstasy in Zheng Jiajia's eyes, and just said lightly: "Now, do you still want to cry?"
Zheng Jiajia shook her head: "I don't want to cry anymore!"
"That's good..." Meng Yanxi's phoenix eyes were dark, like obsidian, shining brightly. He put the handkerchief into his windbreaker pocket, and stretched out the hand behind his back, holding a paper bag in his hand.
.
Only then did Zheng Jiajia notice that Meng Yanxi had a paper bag in her hand.
"this?"
"Bring it to Chu Qiao for me..." Meng Yanxi smiled slightly: "There is milk tea that she likes to drink here. You can bring it to her for me. If I walk in, I'm afraid it will cause trouble to him."
"Do I need to say it was from you?" Zheng Jiajia asked foolishly.
"No need..." Meng Yanxi turned around: "Bye."
Zheng Jiajia took the paper bag and realized that she could not feel the warmth of the milk tea through the paper bag. Her heart was complicated. Even though Chu Qiao didn't love him, the person in his heart was still Chu Qiao...