Looking at Zhou Yaze's angular and handsome face, I was in a trance for a moment. I almost listened to his words and opened the door and got in the car. But at this moment, I saw a familiar car in the traffic coming from a distance.
A white BMW 530 drove slowly over. The woman in the car wearing a colorful business suit and high-end sunglasses was very familiar to me, because she was Zhao Bingyan.
It was just time to get off work. According to the norm, Zhao Bingyan would not leave the company so quickly. Today she left so quickly and followed Mr. Zhou's car. What was she worried about? What did she want to spy on?
At that moment, I felt deep helplessness in my heart. I didn’t know what Zhao Bingyan was thinking in her heart. If she really liked Zhou Yaze so much, why didn’t she openly show her love to him? Now, Zhou Yaze is engaged to another woman.
Zhao Bingyan's competitor should be Wu Yanran, not me. What is her purpose of monitoring me and Zhou Yaze step by step?
I felt weird in my heart, and at the same time I wanted to escape from this scene of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Zhou Yaze does not belong to me, and he has never expressed any love to me. Now, he has another woman, and may get married soon. But I am regarded as an imaginary love rival by a group of crazy women who have a crush on him. It is really very disturbing.
Unjustly, just like a group of starving beggars who are jealous of another beggar because they think he stole the fat meat they have been longing for, but in fact the jealous beggar is really unjustly accused because he did not eat that piece of meat.
!And my current identity is that of the jealous beggar.
So, when I saw Zhao Bingyan's car driving slowly behind Zhou Yaze's car, and she kept looking towards us from the car window, I smiled helplessly in my heart, thinking: Since I have escaped
Now that we have come to this place of right and wrong, why should we continue to get involved in these rights and wrongs that have nothing to do with me?
So, I forced a smile to Zhou Yaze, and then whispered back to him: "Mr. Zhou, thank you, but the bus I'm waiting for is coming soon. It can go directly to my door, which is very convenient. And
If you send me off, you have to let me go, so let’s forget it and thank you for your kindness.”
Seeing the awkward look on my face when I rejected him, Zhou Yaze smiled bitterly and asked me in a calm tone: "Is it necessary to avoid suspicion like this? Even if you leave Yiyou, we should still be considered friends, right?" Zhou Yaze's eyes were filled with emotion.
Full of sincerity, his tone was open-minded and also a little helpless.
I think he must have known how Wu Xiaona and Zhao Bingyan were discussing my yearning for him behind his back, so he said this.
Thinking about it this way, I felt even more embarrassed, and my face even turned red with embarrassment.
I don’t want Zhou Yaze to know that I am slightly attracted to him. This is the minimum reserve of a woman. What’s more, Zhou Yaze already has another woman. If he sees through my attraction to him and still wants to be so ambiguous with me, then
It put me in an awkward and unclear position.
I remember that Xu Minghui once said to me that there is no pure friendship between men and women in this world.
Xu Minghui told me at the time that any so-called pure friendship between men and women under the banner of "good friends", "good buddies" and "good friends" will eventually change their flavor, or they will become increasingly estranged because they have lovers of their own.
, or they develop from friends to lovers, and finally get into bed.
Therefore, the so-called pure friendship between men and women without any impurities is purely a nice pretext used by men to deceive more confidants.
I have been here before, and I actually understand what Xu Minghui meant. Maybe some men and women are not suitable for being a couple, but they still have a little fondness for each other, so they become so-called "opposite-sex friends" who are less than lovers and more than friends.
But this kind of relationship is often difficult to grasp, because after all, there is attraction between men and women, which is determined by physiological differences. Therefore, in increasingly close interactions, this so-called pure friendship will change its flavor.
At this moment, since I have left the right and wrong place of Yiyou, I want to have a new beginning, and I don’t want to drag out the mud and cut off the connections. This also includes the relationship with Zhou Yaze. He has his life and I have mine. He is a
For such a perfect man, it is difficult for women who are close to him not to be attracted by certain qualities in him, but at the same time, such a man is also extremely dangerous, because he can only belong to one woman in the end, and other women who are attracted to him will eventually
Becoming cannon fodder will eventually face the loss within oneself.
I don’t want to feel this disappointed, because although I am not excellent, I still have a sense of arrogance in my bones. I feel that no man is worthy of me thinking about him day and night. Therefore, since I know that I am tempted, I also know that there is nothing wrong with me.
Maybe, then the best strategy is to cut the knot with a quick knife, cut it cleanly, and start a new life without worries.
So, when faced with Zhou Yaze’s questioning, I smiled at him apologetically, and then whispered to him in an affirmative tone: “Mr. Zhou, don’t be offended. It’s really convenient for me to take that bus. You’re welcome.”
I won't bother you if you're busy, thank you for your kindness."
Listening to my indifferent and distant words, the smile on Zhou Yaze's face completely disappeared, and there was a strong feeling of disappointment in his eyes. He sighed and lowered his head silently. He didn't speak for a long time, but his hands
He tapped the steering wheel unconsciously.
Later, he raised his head, frowned slightly and asked me softly: "What you said when you left that you hoped there would be another chance to cooperate was a polite way of dealing with me, right?"
When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly, and wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't know what to say.
Zhou Yaze looked at me like this, smiled helplessly, and then slowly said to me: "If you think this is good for your life, then I respect your idea, I won't say more, you have more
Take care." With that said, Zhou Yaze nodded to me, then closed the car window, and his car slowly drove forward, and finally disappeared from my sight.
Watching his car drive away, I don't know why, but I feel a sense of loss in my heart.
At this moment, a poem sounded clearly in my heart, which was very consistent with my state of mind at this time:
If you don’t look back, why not forget?
Since there is no fate, why do we need to swear?
Today, all kinds of things are like water without leaving a trace.
Tomorrow and evening, you are no longer a stranger...
Thinking of this poem, I felt even more emotional, yes, since I don’t want to look back, why should I keep thinking about it?
Since there is no such fate, why bother wearing a heavy mask to be a so-called "opposite sex" confidant?
In this metropolis with tens of millions of people, the relationship between people is so weak. Except for the man who really wants to marry you, who can be tied to whom for the rest of your life? Since the two parties do not have that fate, with whom
It's hard to grasp the relationship by swinging back and forth, so why not just be a pair of strangers...
Just when I was deep in thought, Zhao Bingyan's white BMW car slowly drove over. She stopped the car next to me, then took off her sunglasses and stared at me silently.
At this time, I had raised my head from my deep thoughts and looked at her expressionlessly. After a long time, Zhao Bingyan lightly opened her red lips and asked me, "Why don't you take Mr. Zhou's car?"
I smiled coldly at her, hugged the cardboard box in my arms tighter, and answered her in a nonchalant tone: "It's nothing, it's not going my way. Besides, the car I'm waiting for will be here soon."
Zhao Bingyan looked at me silently, she did not speak, she was not wearing glasses at this moment, I just realized that her eyes are actually very beautiful, and she is completely different without glasses and with glasses, she always looks like a girl who wears glasses.
She has a very stern and academic feel to her, but when she takes off her glasses, she gives people a soft feeling.
After a while, Zhao Bingyan opened the car door and said softly to me: "Get in the car, I'll go with you and I'll take you back."
I didn't expect that she would offer to take me home. I was a little surprised at that moment, but soon I put away the surprise in my eyes and replied to her openly: "No need to bother Manager Zhao, I'll wait."
That train is coming soon."
Hearing what I said, Zhao Bingyan smiled faintly and stopped insisting. She put on her beautiful pair of sunglasses again, then nodded slightly to me, closed the window, and quickly drove the car away from where I was standing.
Looking at the back of her white BMW, I smiled to myself.
That day, I finally got the bus I was waiting for. Although it made me wait for nearly an hour, it finally came and took me home safely.
I didn't start looking for a job right away. I was idle at home for a few days. At the same time, I also wandered around on the Internet for a few days. I read some excellent case samples produced by my colleagues and also read the recruitment inspiration of several medium-sized advertising companies.
This time, I am not prepared to fight an unprepared battle. If I want to find a job, I will find a company that is more suitable in all aspects, with an excellent environment and company culture. Anyway, I am not busy waiting for rice to be cooked.
My previous savings are enough to last me for a while.
My sister Haijing came to S city on a business trip and stayed with me for a few days.
She already knew about my resignation. At the same time, because she has a lot of friends in the media, she actually heard the ins and outs of my disputes with people in the company, and even knew some rumors about me and Zhou Yaze!
"Sister, you are so good! Can't you tell, you actually have something to do with Zhou Yaze? And you resigned because of the sexy news about you and him?" Hai Jing sat on the sofa in my house with one leg crossed and came closer.
I looked into my eyes narrowly and asked with a smile.
"Go away, stop making fun of your sister's poverty. Do you believe other people's lies?" I pushed her away and replied angrily.