midsummer restlessness

"The reason why we broke up in the first place was—" Wang Junkai paused, and a moment of hesitation flashed in Taohua's eyes, as if a handful of starlight had been thrown in, flickering unclearly. He carefully considered his words, "Some misunderstandings, so, caused This is the situation now."

"I know it's unfair for you to accept this, so if you want to separate, I can only say sorry."

There was imperceptible guilt in his usual flat tone.

It took Gu Liyin a long time to digest this passage, she swallowed, but her mouth was extremely hoarse, "So, you mean that you never thought of hiding it from me, and today I just took this opportunity to tell you Am I showing off?"

"I can't lie to you, and I can't lie to myself."

"...sorry."

Instead of directly answering her question, three words with unclear meanings were replaced.

"I don't want to be sorry."

Gu Liyin looked at him, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and her voice trembled out of shape.

"But all I can give is this..."

"It's not fair to you if we go on like this."

"So... I'm really sorry."

Wang Junkai looked away, but still felt the deep sadness soaked in the other side.

Gu Liyin blinked her eyes and sighed with a faint smile. She shrugged her shoulders and straightened her bangs calmly, but her raised arms trembled slightly.

She tried to keep her voice steady, "I think you still need to think about it."

"The company went public half a year ahead of schedule. The foundation is unstable, the internal personnel turnover is large, and there are still big loopholes in the assessment of business income and efficiency indicators. In recent years, the industry situation has not changed from previous years, and the pressure of competition has exceeded the load of operating funds."

"I don't want you to still be struggling with relationship issues at this time. You and I are in the same boat. You need my help."

Gu Liyin swallowed the choked sobs in his throat, his tone was cold and raised with a seemingly tough tone, the meaning behind the words was self-evident.

The person on the opposite side was silent, and the fleeting hesitation flashed in his firm eyes no longer as before.

Consistent with what she expected, she breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to pursue the victory, "Xiao Kai, you deserve better everything, career...or relationship. That's what you want, isn't it."

"I won't threaten you to make choices you don't want. I just remind you what kind of choice is suitable for you. In a sense, I am the person who knows you best, even better than yourself."

She got up, and the tears in her eyes disappeared without a trace, "You need time to calm down, so I will leave for a while, and call me after I figured it out, I will wait for your reply."

She stopped suddenly, with her back turned to Wang Junkai, her thin and thin back blocked the light from the balcony, her outline was blurred and dazzling.

"You're not going to disappoint me, are you?"

It was still a cool and calm voice, with humble prayers in its tone.

Then came the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the marble-like ground, sharp and rapid, no longer the confidence and calmness in memory, with the meaning of fleeing.

Where I sat just now, there is a steaming bone china mug next to me.

The box on the coffee table was simply wrapped in bright crystal paper. Wang Junkai tore it open, revealing a large area of ​​dull brown. It was an old wooden box.

Wang Junkai shook the wooden box, there were clanking noises inside, and it sounded empty, with few things in it.

Opening the box curiously, what came into view was an old yellowed photo. Boys and girls in the photo had young and immature faces with smiles, and the background was a large expanse of clear blue.

Under the photo are all kinds of messy little things, such as milk tea cups with stains, wrinkled movie tickets, black pens with broken ink, and the deck of game cards...

Every obsolete object is like scattered fragments, pieced together a long period of lonely youth, the box is full of gentle and warm memories like clouds, and the taste of vicissitudes spreads in my mind.

Fingers rubbed against the clean and cold screen, the light blue light brightened and dimmed, stayed on the string of unnamed numbers for a long time, touched lightly with the fingertips, and pressed a large and unbearable blank space.

The elongated waiting sound is like fine steel balls, scattered in the bottom of my heart, beating the beat one after another, accompaniment to the rapid breathing.

"Hey."

There was a lot of chatter on the phone, and it took a long time before the girl's hoarse and tired voice came, as if she had just woken up.

"Do you have time to meet?"

After a long silence, a reply came from the other end, "Just talk on the phone if you have anything to do."

"You left your stuff at my house, come and pick it up if it's convenient, and I'll text you the time and place."

Wang Junkai said in a low voice, there was no room for the other party to refuse, and quickly hung up the phone.

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