After Wang Yi got into the taxi and left, there was suddenly lightning and thunder in the sky, and a thunderstorm was about to pour down.
I was so upset. I really didn’t know what was wrong. It was like this for no reason. It was really frustrating.
It started to rain heavily, and it pattered on the car window. I turned on the wiper and stared blankly at the sudden heavy rain!
In the rain and fog, I felt like I had seen another world.
In this world, there is no such thing as love, hate, and hatred in the world. Everyone in it is very indifferent. They only pursue a realm beyond this world.
It wasn't until my mobile phone received the illegal parking information from the traffic police platform that I restarted the car, numbly held the steering wheel, and drove forward.
The wipers were swaying desperately, and the neon lights of the city looked particularly gorgeous under the reflection of the rain.
Looking at the endless traffic in front of me, I suddenly felt a sense of resentment, hating the prosperity and hustle and bustle of this city.
The coldness it cast with reinforced concrete drowned my expectations.
I turned on the CD in the car, and the familiar singing voice sounded in my ears again.
"The sea of suffering stirs up love and hate. It's hard to escape fate in this world. Blind dates are inaccessible. Maybe I should believe in fate."
I listened to this song quietly without feeling the temperature of this city at all.
In the rain, there was a steady flow of traffic and hurried pedestrians.
The neon lights cast a dim glow, drowning out all the joys and sorrows of the city.
Behind the glitz, how many bitter tears of men and women are hidden?
Wrong love means shoes that you like but are not suitable for you. Your feet hurt when you wear them, and your heart hurts when you throw them away.
The car followed its inertial trajectory and I drove back aimlessly.
The rain has stopped. Summer thunderstorms come and go quickly, as if they are additives in the world.
When I opened the car door, the moist air rushed into my face and touched my stiff-faced face.
The underground water glowed with a flowing halo, reflecting my lonely figure.
Looking up, soft lights lit up the surrounding windows.
But this one that belongs to me has no light, like a cold grid waiting for my return and my lifeless life.
I have never thought that this is my home.
After my mother left, I had no home.
Behind that dark window is just a place to sleep.
My steps were hesitant and heavy, as if I lacked courage.
The night witnessed and tolerated my fragility and sadness, watching me walking helplessly towards the dark door.
The ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang, and in the darkness, the flickering of the screen was very dazzling.
The call was from Yang Jing.
After answering the phone, I said without emotion: "Hey, Sister Jing, is it okay to call so late?"
"Chen Feng, did you quarrel with Xiaoyi again?"
I was stunned for a moment, but before I could reply, Yang Jing said again: "She is at my place now. She called you just to tell you, so as not to worry you."
"Okay, thank you, Sister Jing."
"Hey, why are you always like this? Xiaoyi is not sensible, so you should be more patient with her!"
I didn't know how to speak, as if my throat was filled with lead.
"Forget it, I won't ask more about your affairs. You know how to deal with it, so let's leave it like this for now. You can rest early."
"Yeah." I responded simply, and then the call was hung up.
I was not in the mood to wash up, so I collapsed on the sofa again, not wanting to do anything.
Suddenly, I found that my life was in a mess.
For a moment, I even wanted to escape, escape from this city, escape from everything I have now
Why are the feelings between people so complicated, constantly cutting, and confusing.
The wind after the rain gently blew the curtains, and the dark night was like a sleeping baby or an unpolluted forest, eerily silent.
I don't know how long it took, but I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning, I had a splitting headache. I didn't know whether it was because I didn't sleep well last night or because of what happened last night.
Perhaps, at this moment, I can only live a fulfilling life through work and reduce my worries.
As soon as I arrived downstairs at the company, I suddenly received a call from An Lan.
I don't know why she called me at this time. I kept staring at the call message and didn't answer the call for a long time.
It was like there was a web woven by countless people between me and her, and the scenes of "we never meet again in life" were played out again and again.
Sometimes I think it's fate, and sometimes I think it's the inner demons at work.
Let me ask, if two people don't care about each other, how could they possibly be connected by these bits and pieces?
After thinking so much, I finally answered An Lan's call.
I calmed down and asked her calmly: "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing else. I know that you need cooperation from overseas companies now. This is also the key to your listing."
After a pause, she added: "Since you don't want to cooperate with me, I can introduce you to a company with good qualifications."
"No need." I replied without thinking.
"Why?"
"No need."
After pondering for a while, An Lan said: "Why is it not necessary? Chen Feng, you should be aware of the current situation of your company. Only by seeking overseas partners can we make breakthroughs. This is a good opportunity. Since you don't cooperate with me, then I will give it to you." Does it matter if we introduce other partners?”
I still didn't listen and replied coldly: "No, I know it myself and I don't need your attention."
"What on earth do you think? Do you have to hate me so much?"
I smiled and replied: "Speaking of hate, I should hate you. And why do you want to appear in my life for no reason now? Do you know how much trouble you have caused me? You yourself Isn’t it enough to live your own life abroad? Why are you back?"
"What's wrong with you? Why are you so angry so early in the morning? Did I provoke you?"
I laughed again: "No, I can be angry if I want to. You can't control it. Just take care of yourself. In short, I feel that everyone who comes close to me has bad intentions now. I seem to have persecution delusions. This is sick."
"I see that you are really ill."
"Yes! You're right! Don't use your light to dazzle others, okay? I don't need any help from you. I haven't had a good life without your help this year, right?"
As soon as I finished speaking, An Lan hung up the phone on me.
Even through the phone, I could feel how angry she was.
But it doesn't matter. I hope that everyone who has had trouble with me can stay away from me at this time.