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Walking by suddenly, even the memory is pale.

How painful it is for a person to have no memory.

She didn't know where she had been or where she had been.

The years have reached a certain point, and the memories of youth have become precious.For her, it was a blank space, with no hesitation or sadness, and she couldn't even move her heart.

The mind is empty, and the whole person is empty.

It was blank, unable to respond normally to the kindness of relatives, unable to remember the past, even the pain was a sweet memory.

In a trance, I don't know what I want.

Only when she met Li Xuan, there was a voice in her head telling her that she wanted him.

"Like the savior of the holy land of Bethlehem, it tells me where I can be rescued." To her, Li Chen is like the North Star, guiding the direction of her life.

She can feel the flushing brought by phenylethylamine, the rapid heartbeat, and the rapid rise of dopamine. She is eager to hug each other and have closer contact. She also wants to have endorphins and vasopressin to turn her feelings into Cheng Eternal, with a peaceful and peaceful life, even with the constant self-regulation of love hormones, can survive the seven-year itch.

Pursing the corners of her lips lightly, her eyes flicked across the counters one by one, Lin Zixia slightly pursed her forehead, showing no hint of dissatisfaction.

The teller standing on the side, with treacherous eyes, hurried forward, "Miss, what kind of clothes do you want to choose, we have special business clothes here, and there are more popular styles of tops, I don't know which one you want to choose? "

Lin Zixia shook her head, it wasn't that the clothes in this store were not good enough, but that compared with Li Xuan's custom-made clothes, they were not of the same grade.

Her eyes fell on the cufflinks.

This kind of exquisite decoration specially used to pin on the cuffs of shirts or suits is usually used by boys, but she had seen this type of top at Li Xuan's house that night.

It should be worn on formal occasions during work hours.

For girls, there are really too many decorations, but she sees that Li Yan has no other items on her body, and giving necklaces and jewelry is not in line with their current situation.

But giving cufflinks has a different meaning in it.

She chose a pair of Givenchy's silver horn cufflinks, which complemented the formal dress and added a bit of fashion and youth.

"Miss, you want to give it to your boyfriend. Then these cufflinks are the most suitable. Several young ladies bought them last month and gave them to their sweethearts. They have become a good thing and they are together." The shopping guide smiled. Yi Yingying wrapped the cufflinks.

The horns imply auspiciousness and the meaning of wishing things come true.

Lin Zixia's eyes were gentle, "I hope that with your good words, I can get my wish."

On the way up the elevator, I met Director Fang.

Director Fang is in his thirties, his hairline tends to move backwards, and his hair volume is worrying.When he saw Lin Zixia, he hesitated to speak, opened and closed his mouth several times.

What is this called?He is the director of the design department, not the designer of the love department.

I spent the whole morning in fear and trepidation. The days are like walking on thin ice. When you see the culprit, you can't complain a few words. Who told this person to be... Sigh!

"Director Fang sent me a WeChat message this morning, is there anything wrong?" Seeing his sad face, Lin Zixia couldn't help asking.

Nothing, nothing.

Director Fang was called to the president's office early in the morning, and it was the kind that Mr. Li personally received. However, it was because of Lin Zixia's WeChat. Their boss added it more than a dozen times but failed. If I'm not here, I'll be back.

Looking at Mr. Li's man-eating eyes, his legs trembled, and he just wanted to cry out loudly, to spare my life.

But he couldn't tell the reason, so he could only vaguely say, "It's just a matter of work. I thought about it temporarily. Later, thinking about your workload, I ordered other people to do it."

Lin Zixia nodded.

The moment the elevator stopped, Director Fang asked with great desire to survive, "Designer Lin, if you have nothing to do, you can communicate more with your colleagues and add a WeChat account."

"Okay, thank you Director Fang for your concern." Lin Zixia thought about adding the WeChat accounts of the three assistants, so that he could contact her in the future.

Seeing the pointing sign stop on the top floor, Director Fang let out a long sigh of relief. He should be able to work seriously in the afternoon.

However, a test of life and death is still waiting for him.

Li Xuan, who turned grief and anger into strength, was dealing with official duties when someone rang the doorbell. She didn't even raise her eyelids, and said yes, but no one came to speak for a long time.

She looked up and met the familiar face.

There was a moment of trance, and he calmed down a little, thinking of the plane ticket, pouted dissatisfiedly, and lowered his head again.

The inner dialogue goes like this, hurry up and coax me.

Lin Zixia walked to the desk and put the exquisite packaging bag next to the folder. Li Yan's eyes lit up instantly, and she said calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry for the expense of going to Bali, and this gift will be my thank you."

"Hmph!" Li Yan snorted a few times, drifting towards the packaging bag vaguely out of the corner of her eye, she looked displeased, "I don't want it, it's a prize."

Lin Zixia raised her eyebrows in embarrassment, and said in an almost pleasing tone: "But the item has already been bought, or else Mr. Li can return it for me."

"No time." Li Xuan replied without thinking, and there were two villains in his heart, fighting all the time.

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