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So many precious moments.I think no matter what I do, I can't make up for the damage I have done to you in the past few years.Cheng Lang, I'm sorry!

I want to tell you that God has punished me for you.In the past three years, I have been thinking about you every day, and often suffer from insomnia.I work hard mentally, just hope that one day when we meet, you won't look down on me even more because of my poverty.Only I know that those strong performances are for outsiders to see. When I am alone, I am very depressed and can't lift my spirits about anything.

If I hadn't met you, I thought my whole life would be like this.No expectations, no future.My life would be worse than death, I admit it, this is my retribution.But Cheng Lang, I really didn't expect that God would treat me so favorably and let you reappear in front of me.

This time, I don't want to miss it again!Cheng Lang, I don't ask you to forgive you, but can you give me a chance to chase you again? ? ?

If, I mean if you are not willing to accept, then please allow me to stay by your side and be your ordinary friend.Li Po Bridge

Cheng Lang took the letter and read it hastily, his heart fluctuated with the content, and many past events surged before his eyes along with the words in the letter.He really wanted to embrace the lonely and desperate self when he just broke up, and he also wanted to comfort Li Boqiao who was alone under the pressure of life's sudden changes.

Personnel transfer, but the feelings of understanding and pity have not diminished.Cheng Lang understood everything Li Boqiao said.

Cheng Lang found a vase and put the flowers in it, staring at the delicate petals still covered with mist, as if he saw Li Boqiao's earnest expression writing letters at his desk.

He was still easily moved by him, but inexplicably, those people and things that made him unhappy in the past hit his brain one after another, making Cheng Lang feel cool from the bottom of his heart.

Cheng Lang sighed, turned on the desktop computer, and noticed that there was still a box that hadn't been opened.

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what's insideCheng Lang picked up the rectangular tin box with a lock.On the lid of the iron box is a billowing wave.Cheng Lang was stunned and picked up the lock, and saw that the key was still inserted in the keyhole.

what is itIt's not very heavy to hold.Cheng Lang was a little curious, but he was relieved to open the lid of the box—a box full of Lucky Stars.

Cheng Lang picked up a small star and looked at it. The centers of the stars were layered on top of each other, and the five corners were pointed, which was very delicately stacked.He put the stars into the box and fiddled with them casually, but he didn't find any loose.

The workmanship is really not bad, but Cheng Lang thought critically, how old am I, do you want to give me these pediatric things that are sold everywhere in stationery stores?

It's still locked?Cheng Lang laughed.Although he didn't intend to buy it, he still stared at those colorful beauties for a long time.

At this time, Cai Xin suddenly opened the door and came in to ask for work instructions. She saw the lucky star, her eyes were shining, her mouth was exaggeratedly opened into an O shape, and she stomped her feet in excitement.In the end, before he could comment, Cheng Lang quickly closed the lid of the box, pointed at the excited Cai Xin and said, "Don't ask, don't tell, what do you want from me?"

Cai Xin opened her mouth, but still couldn't hold back, she smiled and said to Cheng Lang: "Director Cheng, is it your boyfriend who gave it?"

Cheng Lang raised his eyelids, looked at this Linglong girl who had just graduated in surprise, and doubted his ears.

Cai Xin looked at Cheng Lang triumphantly with eyes that see through everything: "Director, you haven't heard that sentence. Everyone who is handsome these days has a boyfriend."

Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, and was at a loss for words for a moment, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, well, you can go out."

"Hey, Director, I haven't reported my work yet."

"Come in in five minutes."

Cheng Lang forced the gossip female subordinate back with his eyes, locked the box in the office cabinet neatly, and started clicking the password of the computer.

This morning passed quickly, and after dealing with several urgent tasks at hand, Cheng Lang suddenly realized that he hadn't replied to Li Boqiao.With an itchy heart, he took out the letter again, reread it carefully and conscientiously, and then read it a third time.

Many complex and deep emotions were tasted under Cheng Lang's repeated smacking.Cheng Lang looked at the letter until he could recite all the contents.

At the end of the lunch break, Cheng Lang finally failed to overcome his natural weakness of being soft-hearted, so he sent Li Boqiao a WeChat message: Have you ever chased me before?

He never expected that Li Boqiao would reply in seconds, and only replied with three words: Got it.

Come on!Cheng Lang sat in the office chair speechless, extremely embarrassed.

That's not what it means!

Holding the phone, Cheng Lang wanted to explain several times that his words were literal, but felt that he couldn't explain clearly at all.So the fingers rose and fell, and finally still did not utter a word.

Forget it, explain what, the more you describe it, the darker it becomes.Cheng Lang knows himself clearly.

As far as Li Boqiao's character, that disposition, would he chase people?Does he know how to write the word romantic?

It would be strange to chase.He's still on the bed...

Nonsence!Brake~~~

Cheng Lang put away the letter and locked it up, pretending that he hadn't had a lunch break, and the lack of oxygen in his brain led to confusion.

Cheng Lang received Li Boqiao's WeChat message 5 minutes before leaving get off work: Coming off work soon?Cheng Lang was so busy that he directly replied "work overtime", and then went into intense work.

When he stretched his sore muscles and walked out of the elevator door, he suddenly found Li Boqiao sitting alone on the sofa in the lobby, looking down at his phone.

It was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and only the dim spotlights on the edge of the ceiling remained in the hall.Under the dim light, Li Boqiao's tall figure was slumped in a corner of the sofa, especially quiet and introverted, with an irresistible charm.

Cheng Lang took a breath, consciously ignored his beating heart, and walked over with weak hands and feet.

Li Boqiao raised his head, and the eyes of the two met. With a hot and thirsty breath, their expressions changed in an instant.

Although they used to be lingering every night, after all, they hadn't seen each other for three years.The sudden strangeness of approaching and the fatal attraction strongly felt in their hearts made both of them a little cramped and nervous.

Li Boqiao saw Cheng Lang, his Adam's apple slipped consciously, and immediately got up and asked, "Are you done?"

Cheng Lang nodded, trying to suppress the shaking of his body, and the two stepped forward and backward into the vast night.

The starry sky is high and far away, and the bright light of the street lamps makes the darkness show a bit of hazy beauty. It is the time when the warmth of early spring is rising. Awakening and recovery.

Cheng Lang and Li Boqiao walked slowly to the ground parking lot. Cheng Lang saw two black Volkswagens parked side by side at a glance.He looked down at the toe of the shoe and reminded softly, "I'm leaving."

Li Boqiao watched Cheng Lang slowly leave, and followed closely behind at the same speed, never driving too close or far away.Cheng Lang stared at the rearview mirror all the way, driving very restlessly.After getting used to so many days and nights of going home alone, Cheng Lang's heart softened when he was suddenly escorted.

He secretly spurned himself in his heart, Cheng Lang, do you want to be so fragile?Impressed like this?Prospects?

Cheng Lang stared at Li Boqiao's car, and for the first time in his life, he felt a little pleasure of "torturing people".He approached the entrance gate of the complex, and the electronic system read out the license plate and let him pass directly.

Li Boqiao was stopped outside the door, and although Cheng Lang couldn't bear it, he still clenched the steering wheel without hesitation.

Two days later, Cheng Lang received another express package at the company. He opened it and saw that it was a white bone china cup.A card is also included with the gift: I want to touch your lips every day, Bridge.

Cheng Lang was sitting at the desk, staring at the fragrant heart-shaped card, rubbing his index finger against his forehead, his face turned red and white, and an unspeakable monologue flashed in his heart:

Where did Li Boqiao copy this sentence?Could it be his original creation?How can he say it?He actually had the nerve to write it out! !think!every day!touch!your!lip!

Touch, yours, lips~~~~ Ah, Cheng Lang read it again, felt ashamed, the blush on his face deepened, and finally the whole face turned into a hot apple, it seemed that he really needed someone Come and lower his fever.He couldn't imagine that this idea came out of Li Boqiao's mind at all, it's so strange!It's as unbelievable and weird as Tang Seng confessing his love while hugging a goblin!

After posting for 10 minutes, Cheng Lang could no longer look directly at the words on the card, so the card carrying Li Boqiao's love was sealed and sunk in the office cabinet again.

It was also from that night that Li Boqiao would come over to send Cheng Lang home whenever he was fine.If Cheng Lang worked overtime, Li Boqiao would wait in the downstairs lobby of the building, sometimes holding a book, sometimes clinging to his mobile phone, and sometimes handling business directly in the lobby.

He was not in a hurry, unusually calm and patient. Although he had always kept a low profile, his hard-to-ignore appearance and temperament quickly stirred up waves of public opinion within Hongtian.Everyone gradually noticed that an extraordinary man came to accompany Cheng Lang to get off work every day.

After all, Cheng Lang is not an old-fashioned person, and he doesn't put on airs on weekdays. Those colleagues in the company who are a few years younger than him can't help joking when they see him: "Director, why don't you leave? That handsome guy in a suit was upstairs at six o'clock last night." Wait."

Cheng Lang turned around gracefully, staring at the immature faces of the post-95 subordinates, and said solemnly: "The planning project of Jinse Dating Network, has Party A's request been introduced? Has the copy been finalized? Have you contacted TV stations and paper media? Project roadshow process Is it finalized?"

The subordinate glanced at Cheng Lang resentfully, then lowered his head and moved away silently.

Cheng Lang walked back to the office from the public office area, and sent a WeChat message to Li Boqiao: "Don't wait for me, the company colleagues pay too much attention to you."

Li Boqiao replied "OK" and didn't send him any more messages