Lin Group: "President, these are the group's internal accounts for this month, please take a look."
Lin Xiluo took the account handed over by Li Sifan and flipped through it absently.
Li Sifan saw something was wrong with Lin Xiluo's expression and asked with concern, "President, you seem to have been in low spirits these past few days. Are you too tired?"
"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night," Lin Xiluo stroked his forehead, his rich voice full of fatigue, "You go make me a cup of coffee."
"OK."
Li Sifan put the coffee on the desk, "President, I talked with Mr. Su the day before yesterday."
The hand flipping through the accounts suddenly stopped, and Lin Xiluo did not raise his head, "Did you tell him?"
Li Sifan stared at his boss's slightly changed face and nodded, "Yes."
"How did he say?"
"Mr. Su, he..." Li Sifan looked at Lin Xiluo cautiously, fearing that his boss would not be able to bear the blow. So he hesitated to say a few words, and then stopped.
Lin Xiluo raised his head and stared at Li Sifan with his deep eyes, "Go on."
"He said he would never forgive you."
"Really," Lin Xiluo bent the corners of his mouth bitterly, and in his deep eyes, deep helplessness and sorrow flashed away, "I knew he would say that."
Li Sifan anxiously consoled him, "President, you must cheer up. Although Mr. Su said this, I can see that he still loves you very much."
"I know," Lin Xiluo lowered his eyes feebly, "It's just that I shouldn't have made such a hasty and rash decision. The damage to him this time was really too great. Xiaofan, you said if he can't figure it out for the rest of his life,
If you don’t forgive me, then why am I doing this?”
"President, you must have confidence in yourself, and you must trust Mr. Su. He just can't accept it for a while. Maybe he will forgive you after a while when he figures it out."
Lin Xiluo's eyes were dull, "I hope so."
Li Sifan felt a little scared when he saw Lin Xiluo's excessive silence. But he didn't know what to say to the other party, so he could only stand beside Lin Xiluo blankly without saying a word.
After a while, Li Sifan couldn't stand the overly dull atmosphere and asked tentatively, "President, Mr. Su will be leaving in a few days. Are you really not going to talk to him?"
Lin Xiluo slowly raised his head, and his steady and powerful voice contained a trace of imperceptible helplessness, "Do you think he will forgive me if I go to him now?"
"President, this..."
Lin Xiluo shook his head helplessly, "Even you think he won't forgive me. If I go to him now, it will be counterproductive. As you just said, what he needs most now is time, so it's better to give him some time.
Think about it. After a while, I will find a way to find him."
"Yes, President."
"When will he leave?"
"Three days later."
Lin Xiluo nodded lightly, "I understand, you go out first."
"Yes, President."
**********Three days later, Su Zhengliang was sitting on a bench in the waiting hall of S City International Airport. In a while, he would take a flight back to Germany.
In the past few days, he thought a lot. From the shock after hearing the truth, to the emotion and anger later, to the confusion and hesitation now.
It can be said that in just a few days, his life seemed to have experienced another ups and downs. Although he knew that Linxiluo did this because he loved him, he really could not forgive him so easily.
Moreover, if his guess was correct, Li Sifan must have told Lin Xiluo about his meeting with him.
If he was anxious to get his own forgiveness, he would have contacted himself long ago and would not wait until now. Perhaps, he really regretted it, as Li Sifan said, so he was willing to give himself enough time.
Think about the problems between you and him instead of stalking yourself like before.
Then, let time prove everything. If you really can't let go of him, then one day the two of you will meet.
"Dear passengers, flight lf771 to Frankfurt has started boarding..."
The announcer's pleasant voice sounded in the terminal hall.
Su Zhengliang picked up his light luggage and walked toward the boarding gate along with other passengers on the same flight.
"Sir, you forgot your passport."
"?"
Su Zhengliang turned around and saw a strange man holding his passport in his hand with a peaceful expression.
"I saw this left on the chair next to you when you left just now. I thought you might have left it behind."
Su Zhengliang took the passport, flipped it over roughly, then nodded at the other person, "It's mine, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Su Zhengliang took his passport and smiled, turned around and prepared to leave.
When he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure standing there about ten meters away from him.
Su Zhengliang was stunned, and the suitcase in his hand almost fell to the ground. He stood there blankly, desperately looking in that direction again and again, as if he wanted to turn it upside down with his own eyes.
However, there were too many tourists coming and going in that place, and they were all carrying large and small bags. A large part of my line of sight was blocked and I couldn't see clearly at all.
Su Zhengliang looked for a long time, but still couldn't find the person he was looking for.
Maybe, I had misjudged him. How could he come to the airport to see me off at this time?
He was a little disappointed and turned around angrily to leave.
At this moment, there seemed to be a gaze behind him that was staring closely at him. The burning feeling made Su Zhengliang subconsciously turn his head and glance again.
This time, I really saw it right.
The man's appearance was suddenly reflected in his crystal clear eyes.
The familiar face, the loving eyes, and the seemingly gentle smile completely caught my eye.
Breathing was completely stagnant at this moment.
Various complex emotions gradually emerged on the handsome and fair face. Su Zhengliang never thought that after two years of separation, he and he would meet again on such an occasion today.
He stared at the other person in a daze, and even his own feet seemed to be out of control, stuck firmly to the ground and unable to move.
The man's deep eyes were like shining stars in the night sky, looking at him quietly with a unique light.
At this moment, Su Zhengliang had too many things to say to him, but he couldn't speak, let alone what to say to him.
Just like that, the two of them stood in the crowded waiting hall, looking at each other from a distance.
"Dear passengers, flight lf771 to Frankfurt has started boarding..."
At this time, the announcer's voice sounded again, and Su Zhengliang suddenly woke up. He turned around slowly and slowly, and then walked towards the boarding gate.
However, the moment he entered the boarding gate, he couldn't help but turn his head again.
I saw the man moving his thin lips and mouthing three words to himself.
I love you.
Yes, I love you.
The uncontrollable pain came faintly from his chest, rising higher than the tide like a surging tide, and in an instant, Su Zhengliang was completely submerged.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to turn around, and walked in without hesitation.