He wanted to chase after him, but he didn't have the strength, let alone the reason.
The script of life is really unpredictable. He originally thought that after she abandoned him, she would return to her original position, become a princess again, be high and be envied by everyone, and live an elegant and refined life again, but he never expected that she would
The life he had lived during the past ten years was so miserable that he could not even imagine it.
Just a few hours ago, he hated her so much. He hated her for not being able to give him another child. He hated her for ruining his entire life before and after. He hated her so much that he wanted to go to hell with her! And in just a few short hours, he hated her so much.
After he was a child, he still hated her, but this time the hatred was different. He hated her for why she didn't get better after abandoning him? Why did she make herself so miserable? Why did she make him feel so guilty!
Thousands of threads and twists and turns, he asked himself countless times in his mind, why is this happening? But he couldn't find any answer.
His heart, which he had always thought had withered long ago, began to beat again at this moment. Anger, emotion, guilt, sadness... so many emotions came rushing in. He seemed to have fallen into the deep sea and could not escape.
, it seems that no matter which direction you go, it is all in vain and useless.
It was just like when they got divorced back then. Divorce meant that from now on, they would marry a man and a woman, and have nothing to do with birth, old age, sickness, and death.
They are all irrelevant! What a despairing four words.
Therefore, he could only stand here, letting the wind and rain hit him, letting his heart go crazy, but he didn't know what to do.
When Qi Yu drove up, Guan Shouheng was still standing in the rain, motionless, as if his whole soul had been hollowed out.
"Ah Heng...are you okay?"
It took him a long time to respond, but he just shook his head silently.
Qi Yu quickly held the umbrella over his friend's head. It was no wonder he didn't get sick under such heavy rain!
"Ah Heng, let's go upstairs first."
Guan Shouheng felt that his limbs were numb, and Qi Yu dragged him away before finally getting back upstairs, only to find that there was no key.
After searching all over his body, there was still nothing. When he came out, he didn't bring anything at all, keys, mobile phone, wallet, nothing!
Qi Yu couldn't help but have a headache. If he didn't come tonight, would he have to stand outside all night?
He sighed helplessly, "Ah Heng, would you like to stay at my place for one night first?"
He nodded slowly. He really didn't want to be alone tonight, or rather, he didn't dare.
Guan Shouheng, it turns out that your self-righteous strength and bravery are nothing more than this.
He thought mockingly.
Qi Yu likes to play with cars, and almost every car has been modified. The car he drove today is even more so. It can almost be called a RV, with everything in it.
In order to adjust the atmosphere, Qi Yu turned on the music, but he didn't expect that the tunes coming from the radio were so sad.
He quickly reached out to close it, but Guan Shouheng stopped him. After a long while, he said his first words, "No need."
The sentimental lyrics and melody seem to have been written specifically for him.
"Every time I hear the melancholy music, it brings back the pain of memories; every time I see the white moonlight, I think of your face. I know I shouldn't think about it, I can't think about it, but I still think of confusion. Who makes me sad, who
It's you who makes me care..."
There is a kind of love called faith. There is a kind of love called uncontrollable love.
Without waiting for the reception, Guan Shouheng automatically picked up the bottle of Scotch whiskey placed in the carriage. It tasted dry, mellow and strong, which was exactly what he needed now.
No surprise, I was hungover all night.
When he woke up again, he looked into Qi Yu's clear eyes. It was rare for this guy to get up early and he seemed to be waiting for him specially.
"Ah Heng, tell me!"
"What did you say?" His voice was so hoarse that it was almost scary.
"Tell me what you think and what you plan to do in the future?"
Guan Shouheng was rarely so embarrassed, or even had no opinion, and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.
He has always been used to being alone, especially his worries, and he never wants to share them with others. But in this matter, he felt deeply powerless, and meeting this good friend Qi seemed to be his only outlet, although they were also very
We haven't seen each other for years, and we only contacted him occasionally after coming back, but now he is willing to talk to him, but... his questions seem difficult to answer.
"Or tell me, do you still hate her?" Qi Yu simply simplified the question.
Guan Shouheng was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking, do he hate her? Of course he does. It's just that... the things he hates and the extent of his hatred are different.
"Very..." He paused and organized the jumbled words in his mind, "It's hard to express, because it's so unexpected and beyond my expectation, so it's hard for me to explain clearly how I feel now.
"
He felt like there was a big hole in his heart.
"So, do you feel... distressed when you know that she is no longer the golden girl she used to be?"
Guan Shouheng raised his eyes and glanced at his friend, surprised by his last words.
"...How is that possible? Don't forget how much I hate her." He gritted his teeth and said resolutely, but for some reason, he didn't sound confident.
"Does that mean you feel happy? Gloating?"
"Am I that kind of villain?" He looked at his friend disapprovingly.
"Not at all? A little bit..."
"No!" He denied firmly.
The corner of Qi Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he asked unwillingly, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with gloating about misfortune! Have you forgotten how much embarrassment and harm she caused you back then? Isn't it because you were poor at the time? Now things have changed, and you are on your way to success.
She is in despair, don't you feel happy?"
"I will not add insult to injury." Guan Shouheng said righteously.
"Oh, it's normal to add insult to injury. No one will say anything about you. This is how society is now. The weak eat the strong. Money means everything!" Qi Yu said with a very skewed outlook.
How could Guan Shouheng not hear that he was teasing on purpose, so he didn't answer.
Qi Yu continued to sarcastically say, "Just think about it, how many times did you quarrel before the divorce? She clearly looked down on you! Do you still remember that art exhibition? How much humiliation you suffered that night! If it were me, now
I’m definitely going to buy firecrackers to set off!”
"Before the opening of the expo and during the event, all private fireworks are strictly prohibited in Xihai!" Guan Shouheng couldn't help but remind him.
"Okay, let's not celebrate in a big way, but you are happy and happy at the head office? Don't you think this is a very happy thing? The proud daughter of the sky is now working under you, and the right eye of the year
Your ex-father-in-law, who didn’t even look at you, died unexpectedly in the end, and your ex-mother-in-law, who slapped you in the face, is now a vegetative state lying in a prison hospital. Don’t you think this is the cycle of nature and karma?”
"I said I won't add insult to injury!" he emphasized again.
Qi Yu spread his hands and said, "I didn't let you get into trouble, I just want to tell you that it's okay for you to secretly laugh! What? Aren't you happy? God is venting his anger on your behalf now! It's worth a toast anyway, right? ?”
When Guan Shouheng saw the wine glass handed over by his friend, he couldn't help but think of the time when Shen Mei threw the wine glass at him. That night, he was not only physically injured, but also psychologically injured. Moreover, no one could know that he was injured, and his self-esteem was trampled on. It has to be smashed to pieces.
He subconsciously touched his head. The scars from that year had healed, but the scars left in his heart could not heal for a long time.
In fact, what Qi Yu said was right. Although it was sarcastic, it still made sense. He should be happy, at least have the pleasure of revenge, but...no, really not!
In fact, he never thought about taking revenge on anyone. All he thought about was that one day, he could stand openly in front of her parents and prove to them that he was capable of giving their daughter happiness.
But he didn't expect that their happiness would be too short-lived, let alone that they would be in this situation today.
Qi Yu took a sip of wine by himself and said in a very wicked manner, "Your ex-father-in-law is dead, and your ex-mother-in-law has no consciousness, but their daughter is still fine, and she works under you. You can torture her!"
Guan Shouheng suddenly felt guilty. Isn't that what he did before? At work, he was always picky, even picky and picky. He gave her the most difficult and arduous work and deliberately let her down. When he was in charge of the art exhibition hall, he was really... naive!
"Come on, come on, let's have a drink!" Qi Yu tried his best to help.
"No, I still have to go to work." Guan Shouheng lowered his eyes and hid his thoughts deep in his heart, which was unpredictable.
***
Guan Shouheng went to work on time and was very, very busy as usual.
Preparatory work for the Wanshi Expo has been officially launched. As the opening date advances, delegations from the 10,000 cities are also arriving one after another. With each delegation coming, the tasks of their language center become even more important.
It’s good to encounter cities that speak Indo-European languages, mainly French, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, etc.
But it’s more troublesome when it comes to Austro-Asiatic languages, such as Vietnamese, Khmer, and Santali. The application population and spread range of these languages are obviously much smaller.
There are even more difficult ones, such as the languages on the island of Papua New Guinea. The languages on the island may be divided into six or seven major language families, including some small language families and some independent languages. Most Papua languages have only a few thousand speakers. , is not well known to the outside world, and there are even fewer translators in this field.
Therefore, the pressure faced by their language center is that there are few people but many tasks. According to the requirements of the organizing committee, each city is required to write three languages in the exhibition hall, one is the language of the country where their own city belongs, and the other is One is in English and the third is in Chinese.
Therefore, the workload is huge, because even a small sign needs to be marked in three languages. One is indispensable or the other is wrong.
At nine o'clock, after he entered the office, he first convened a meeting with the leaders of each language group to summarize the previous day's translation work, point out the shortcomings and errors, and ask them to correct them as soon as possible before reporting back.
At around 9:30, the work tasks for the new day are assigned and guidance and encouragement are given.
After a simple meeting, around a quarter past ten, he began to receive visitors. Now, new city delegations come almost every day, sometimes several at a time, but he has to receive each one personally.
Faced with such a heavy work task, he had to work hard and dare not delay for a minute, but today, he felt that he was a little powerless and absent-minded.
His condition declined significantly, and even his assistant couldn't help but ask, "Guan Yi, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to take a rest? Or should you go directly to the hospital?"
Guan Shouheng looked up from the document. He had been reading the manuscript in his hand for almost forty minutes, but he had not finished translating even one paragraph. His work efficiency was the lowest in history.
He looked up and saw the assistant's worried and puzzled eyes. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat slightly and denied it, "It's okay. I'm just a little tired. I'll just adjust."
The assistant nodded blankly, "Would you like another cup of coffee?"
"...Okay." In fact, it is not a spiritual problem, but a psychological problem.
The assistant quickly made a cup of coffee. Guan Shouheng forced himself to take a few sips, but he still felt a little uneasy.
So he put down the coffee cup, pretended to look through the files of the French team on the table, and asked, "Are there enough people in the French team today?"
In fact, he was worried about whether she came to work or not.
The assistant's reaction was very fast, otherwise it would be difficult for him to hold such an important position, so he quickly reacted and asked cautiously, "Guan Yi, are you asking Miss Mint?"
Guan Shouheng's sharp black eyes tightened slightly.
The assistant quickly shut up, feeling that he had overstepped his bounds.
Guan Shouheng did not criticize him harshly, mainly because he himself felt guilty, so he said pleasantly, "Go and inform the French team that other people will be responsible for the work of the art exhibition hall. It is best to find someone who understands art. If you really
If not, just communicate with the designer and showroom management staff.”
The assistant's expression was obviously taken aback. Didn't Guan Yi specifically ask before to leave this job to Miss Mint? He still felt strange at the time. Miss Mint was clearly not suitable and it would be very difficult to do it, but Guan Yi said that she
He's a top student in Toronto, so it's okay to do some challenging work, but why did he suddenly change his mind?
"Uh... Guan Yi, Miss Mint has now taken over this aspect, and everyone else has their own tasks. If I change people now, I'm afraid..." The assistant looked a little embarrassed.
Guan Shouheng also knew that this would disrupt the original plan. However, he made an international long distance call and asked the principal in Toronto. The other person's answer was - there is no such person.
She has never studied abroad or received a Ph.D., she has never gone to Canada, and she has no way to leave the country!
Moreover, it was not just a matter of money, her situation was several times worse than his back then!
After thinking for a while, he decided to revoke the original order, "Go ahead and inform the leader of the French team that as long as this job is transferred to someone else, you can come to me to coordinate other problems."
"...But, in this case, your work pressure may be even greater." The assistant was still a little worried.
"It doesn't matter to me, just do as you do."
"Yes." The assistant nodded with confidence and turned to leave.
"Wait a minute..." Guan Shouheng suddenly stopped his assistant again.
"Yes, do you have any other instructions?"
"Bring out the employee files from the Human Resources Department." When he admitted her before, he didn't follow the formal procedures because she didn't even submit her resume, so he didn't know what her real information was.
Guan Shouheng didn't say who he wanted it from, but the smart assistant naturally knew that it was right to ask for Miss Mint's!
"I know, I'll send it to you right away."
Guan Shouheng nodded lightly, "Go ahead."
"yes."
The assistant was very capable, and seemed to know that he was anxious to appear. He first went to find her information, and then went to the French team to inform the replacement.
Guan Shouheng suddenly felt helpless. He didn't know whether he should praise his assistant for his intelligence or criticize his self-righteousness.
But no matter what, he was holding her resume in his hand, a few thin pieces of paper, but his palms were sweating uncontrollably.
He really didn't dare to look at it.
Just imagine, if she had not been in trouble, then at this moment, her file would be a thick, beautiful, and exciting book, filled with her excellent achievements and wonderful resume.
She will at least go to the Paris III University to study abroad, and write a lasting mark in that prestigious school.
He knew that she had that ability, absolutely.
But now... she has written down her entire 27 years of life on just a few thin pieces of paper. The first page only contains basic personal information, such as name, gender and so on.
Guan Shouheng took two deep breaths before summoning up the courage to look down. However, before he even had time to turn back, his eyes were attracted by a certain box on the first page. The address bar filled in actually read...
His former address!
That little attic!
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