"How's it going? Did I complain to you? Did you tell me about Mr. He who came by air? What kind of person is he?"
As soon as she left the house, Tong Ling started gossiping, but Cen Zhiqiao glared at her and said, "Go back to work quickly, or your bonus will be deducted."
"What!" Tong Ling curled her lips, but the temptation of the bonus was still huge. She really didn't dare to say anything more. She reluctantly returned to her seat and started working 'seriously'.
The morning passed quickly. During lunch, she received a call from Dong Xi, saying that Mr. He would be arriving soon and asked her to go back to the meeting immediately after dinner.
Lunch became extremely hurried because of this. After eating a few bites, she rushed into the company. When passing through the lobby, she was obviously frightened by the whispers of several female colleagues in the administrative department on the first floor. She paused and rushed to the elevator quickly.
.
"Ding--" The door slowly closed in, and before she had time to press the button, it had already closed firmly. Vaguely, she seemed to be looking into a pair of bottomless eyes, and she was stunned.
, the person just froze there.
Why...why did I feel like this again? It was as if that person was right next to me. Those eyes were clearly so familiar. Did she see it wrong?
"Dingling--" She was lost in thought when her cell phone rang urgently, like a reminder. However, Cen Zhiqiao recovered from his shock, took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button, but his head
Still a little stiff because of those dark eyes.
Is it her hallucination? Otherwise, how could she see such a pair of eyes, so clearly...
"Manager Cen, are you listening?"
The other end didn't get a response for a long time, so he couldn't help but become a little anxious, and shouted again, and then Cen Zhiqiao came back to his senses.
"Ah, director, I'm here. I'm already downstairs. I'll be there soon."
He took a deep breath and told himself that it was just a hallucination. It was probably because he went to the place where his accident occurred two days ago, so he remembered it from time to time.
After thinking this way, my heart calmed down a lot, so I pressed the button for the elevator and got in.
Dong Xi was already waiting in the office. When he heard her footsteps, he came out and handed her a glass of warm water. He said warmly: "Are you okay?"
After taking the water glass, Cen Zhiqiao shook his head, his face still not looking good. I don't know if it was because he walked too fast, but there was still sweat on his forehead.
Dong Xi looked a little worried, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest. I'm here."
Cen Zhiqiao took two sips, and now she felt much better. She stroked her chest and shook her head: "I'm fine. I just walked too fast. Don't worry."
Dong Xi finally felt relieved: "Then you go and prepare first. I'll wait for you in the conference room."
After saying that, he left, leaving only Cen Zhiqiao on the spot, gasping for air. Cen Zhiqiao, Cen Zhiqiao, it has been three years since the incident. Si Nan also watched him being killed by the explosion. Although the body could not be found, the police also said that there was
It might have been washed away by the flood, and there was only one in 10,000 chance of survival. How could there be a miracle?
Thinking of this, her chest felt even more oppressive. She patted it twice, drank two more sips of water, and managed to suppress the random thoughts in her heart before turning around and entering the office.
"Design plan, plan plan..."
He pulled out a large pile of documents, checked them again to make sure they were correct, and then rushed out of the office on eight-centimeter high heels.
If there is anything that has not changed in the past three years, it should be her irritable temper. Even though she has tried her best to correct it, the results have not been great, and some problems will arise from time to time.
She didn't know if she was walking too fast. When she turned around in the corridor, she couldn't stop the car. She saw a figure in front of her approaching and she couldn't stop, so she ran straight into it.
"Ouch!"
She exclaimed, and the documents in her hand were scattered all over the place like a goddess scattering flowers, and she even fell down into a pile of white in embarrassment, frowning.
It's a bad time, a bad time. The documents she had sorted out in order in the morning were completely scattered. She turned around in a hurry to pick them up, but suddenly a deep male voice sounded above her head: "
Miss, are you okay?"
It was so close yet seemed to be thousands of miles away. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned and could hardly believe his ears. This voice...
She raised her head suddenly, and what she saw was a pair of bottomless black eyes, leaning over to look at her. The two were so close that she could even clearly see her own reflection falling into his eyes.
His body trembled violently, and his voice came out softly: "Gu... Gu Nianchen?"
She didn't know what she was feeling in her heart, shock, trembling, disbelief, all these things made her feel like she was being shocked by electric shock, and she couldn't move at all.
Is...really him?
"Miss?" The man avoided her hand without leaving a trace, took two steps back, and said distantly but politely: "Are you okay?"
They were far apart, and even his breath was withdrawn. The sudden light made Cen Zhiqiao squint his eyes and look intently. Only then did Cen Zhiqiao see the other person's face clearly. They were clearly familiar eyes.
But it fell on an unfamiliar face.
The edges and corners were sharp, but they were very different from what she remembered. Cen Zhiqiao almost trembled uncontrollably, and her heart was filled with overwhelming despair, almost suffocating her.
It's not him, it's clearly not what he looks like, even though the eyes are similar, the appearance is not his...
In an instant, loss and sadness all came to my heart, and tears burst into my eyes uncontrollably.
The man couldn't help but frowned. The situation in front of him caught him off guard. He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman sitting there with tears streaming down her face. Her chest felt a little tight for no reason. Her head was lowered, and he didn't even see her face clearly.
, but there is a familiar yet unfamiliar touch rippling in my chest.