Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when Qi Xiangtian returned to the office. The calculation had not been completed yet and it would probably have to be delayed until tomorrow. He asked the team members to deal with other things first and he also came back to deal with a few emails.

I saw Song Qiaoran at a glance. She was leaning on the sofa and had fallen asleep. I haven't seen her for a long time. She was dressed more maturely and had her hair cut shorter. She seemed to have grown up a lot.

Qi Xiangtian shook his head helplessly. This girl was too stubborn.

I saved her at the beginning just to redeem my father and didn't want him to make a big mistake.

But she regarded him as her savior.

"If it were in ancient times, I would have pledged my love to you." This is what Song Qiaoran often said to Qi Xiangtian.

"Study hard and don't think about random things all day long." Qi Xiangtian often replied to her like this.

Wan Xin walked behind Qi Xiangtian and lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Qi, this girl is the one who will wait for you to come back no matter what."

As if she heard Wan Xin's words, the sleeping Song Qiaoran suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing Qi Xiangtian in front of her, she walked up to him with a bright face, "Brother Qi, you're finally done."

"Song Qiaoran, why did you return to China?" Qi Xiangtian asked, "Have you completed your studies?"

"After graduation, of course I have to go back to my country." Song Qiaoran said, "You are in Lincheng, and I must go back to Lincheng too."

"When you return from school, help your father run the business. Yide is a time-honored brand, and you have to carry it forward."

"Okay..." Song Qiaoran said, "I'll listen to you. As long as you are here, I have the confidence to do a good job."

Qi Xiangtian sat in his seat and Wan Xin quietly left the office.

"You do good things for your family." Qi Xiangtian turned on the computer on the desk. He wanted to reply to a few emails and also write an email to the headquarters.

"I know—" Song Qiaoran looked very serious, "I've been away from home for so many years to study, and I've grown up, but I always hope to get your support and encouragement, which I think will be the biggest motivation."

Qi Xiangtian nodded to him, "I have always been encouraging you."

Song Qiaoran smiled, "I know you think I'm immature. You saved me, and I considered you my savior, but that's a thing of the past. From now on, I will become another Song Qiaoran. I like you, so I should become the person you like."

"Song Qiaoran--" Qi Xiangtian said to her expressionlessly, "You have to become the person you like. I already have someone I like."

Song Qiaoran looked at Qi Xiangtian and said, "You are not married, so you can't stop me. You have what you like, and I have what I like. We should fight for it with our own abilities. Maybe in the end, you don't get what you like, but I get what I like."

Qi Xiangtian sighed again, "Now I have to work, you should go back, right?"

Song Qiaoran took out an exquisite box from her handbag and placed it on Qi Xiangtian's desk. "Then I'll leave. I brought you a small gift. I hope that next time I see you, you will feel that I am different."

Watching Song Qiaoran leave, Qi Xiangtian lowered his head to write an email. Thinking of something important to do, he took out his phone and sent a message to Wu Linxi:

"Your column ends at 7 o'clock. I want to pick you up for dinner. Do you have time?"

Received a message reply: "Sorry, I have an appointment with my colleague tonight."

Qi Xiangtian's heart instantly cooled to freezing point, "Okay, have fun."

I went back to the computer and prepared to continue writing emails, but my mind couldn't concentrate. I had been in the lab for five or six hours and had no time to daydream. The little space I had for thinking was mostly occupied by Wu Linxi. This has been the case for the past month. I don't know when or what excuse I will use to ask her out again.

There was a knock on the door, and then Zhang Lang walked into the office.

"I heard that you spent a day in the laboratory?" Zhang Lang asked as he walked in.

"Oh, it's a bit tricky. I'll have to go upstairs to continue working on it later." Qi Xiangtian stared at the computer while writing an email, and spoke in a lazy voice.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Zhang Lang asked, "Then take a break. You won't be able to handle such high-intensity work every day. Haven't you heard of programmers dying suddenly?"

"Can't you just hope that I will order something good?" Qi Xiangtian still stared at the computer.

Zhang Lang stood behind Qi Xiangtian, watching him type a few lines on the computer screen, delete them, type again, and delete again. He asked, "What's wrong? Is this experiment really so annoying? I only know how to promote and attract business for you. As for technology, I really don't want to use my brain and can't help you." |

Qi Xiangtian turned around and stared at Zhang Lang: "You are at least a PhD graduate in computer science, and you can say such a thing."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Lang said, "What's going on? It can't be something from the lab. I've never seen you so negative about work."

Qi Xiangtian didn't answer. Zhang Lang saw the box that Song Qiaoran had just placed on the table. He picked it up and asked, "Who sent this gift?"

"Song Qiaoran--" Qi Xiangtian said.

"That girl, she's back?" Zhang Lang looked as if he was laughing at her. "She came to see you again?"

Qi Xiangtian still didn't answer.

"Are you upset about her?" Zhang Lang asked. He had known Song Qiaoran for a long time. The girl regarded Qi Xiangtian as her savior and had been pursuing him for four or five years.

"No..." Qi Xiangtian's face was expressionless, and he continued to write his email. After writing a few words, he turned back to look at Zhang Lang, "Do you still remember Wu Linxi?"