one night love

Looking at the handsome and capable woman in front of her who was speaking fluent English on the phone with clients, Fang Yue felt endless emotion.

After four years, when I saw my ex-girlfriend again, I didn't dare to admit it.

Feng Chengcheng cut off the long hair that was once regarded as life, and the youthful and soft beauty in the past no longer exists, and every gesture reveals elegance and confidence.

"Long time no see." She hung up the phone and looked at Fang Yue openly. "I didn't expect to have the opportunity to meet at work."

"Manager Feng," Fang Yue replied with a smile, "Xinfeng is a leading company in the real estate industry. Galaxy Media values ​​this opportunity to cooperate with your company."

Feng Chengcheng didn't respond to his polite words or look at the plan he brought, but turned off the computer, grabbed the bag at hand and said to him: "Do you have time? I'll treat you to dinner, privately."

Compared with high-end cuisine, Fang Yue actually prefers hot pot - the taste is rich and grounded.But Feng Chengcheng was the one who treated the guests, so the nature was different, and he had a long aftertaste for the fresh and bland Japanese food.

Fang Yue had imagined countless scenarios where the two of them would meet again, and was afraid that they would lose control of their emotions. But now that they were sitting face to face, not only did they not react as violently as expected, but they actually felt like the dust had settled down. relieved.

Fortunately, he still used this past event to compete with himself time and time again, and was often trapped in pain and couldn't extricate himself.Probably as Mo Xiaobei said, his reluctance to let go of Feng Chengcheng is not a deep love, but a "sunk cost" that he is reluctant to pay but has not been rewarded.

"It seems that you are doing well," Feng Chengcheng pushed a glass full of sake to Fang Yue, "I was just worried."

Feng Chengcheng liked Japanese food and sake when he was studying, Fang Yue has never been able to understand that this kind of dilute alcohol seems to be delicious, and it is so expensive.Feng Chengcheng should eat and drink, and never argued with him.It wasn't until one day after she went abroad quietly that Fang Yue woke up like a dream. It wasn't that she didn't want to argue, but she didn't want to argue with herself at all.Maybe Feng Chengcheng never expected that he could truly understand her, including life and dreams.

In her heart, the self at that time was probably a typical representative of not seeking to make progress, right?

"Did I disappoint you at that time?" Fang Yue thought about it, so she asked.They are all adults who have been in the society for so many years, so there is really no need to hide it.

Feng Chengcheng blinked and drank his glass of sake: "To be honest, this thing is really bad."

Fang Yue was startled, then laughed: "Yes, it's really bad."

"When I was young, I was very angry, and I always felt that these were worth pursuing." She picked up a piece of sashimi and dipped it in the plate. "Now that I think about it, I really went too far. Let's go, what do you say?"

Fang Yue nodded.

"I found out later," she dipped the sashimi into the plate, "Actually, what I want is not these... It's a pity it's too late... I can only go down the path I chose."

Fang Yue moved her butt.

Feng Chengcheng ate the piece of fish, put down the chopsticks, peeled a few ginkgo nuts and put them in Fang Yue's bowl: "I heard that the situation of your Xinghe is not very good recently, and the gathering point has caused you a lot of stumbling blocks?"

Fang Yue picked up a ginkgo fruit that was still hot and blew it on her lips: "You know all about this?"

"Why don't you know?" Feng Chengcheng smiled, "They are also fighting for the promotion of Jinxiu. Xu Qing has some friendship with the upper management of Xinfeng in private. I have to remind you that it may not be so easy for you to win this list."

Fang Yue threw the bitter fruit into his mouth and chewed it up: "I'm not afraid of them."

Feng Chengcheng refilled her wine glass and touched Fang Yue: "It's a good thing to be hardworking."

Fang Yue could understand the implication, but there was nothing to play.But he is not ready to give up lightly, and it is not certain who will win until the last moment.Besides, he doesn't believe that doing business with a big company like Xinfeng can be based on friendship alone.

They drank some more wine, chatting from work to life and then to the good times in college, all sighing and feeling that time goes by but they don't know how to cherish it.Before leaving the banquet, Fang Yue took out a photo of him and Feng Chengcheng from his mobile phone and held it in front of her.

"Hey, I still have my black history," Feng Chengcheng teased him with a smile, "It was so rustic back then."

"I can't let it go, I always think that I will fight for it when I see you one day." Under Feng Chengcheng's astonished eyes, he pressed the delete button coolly, "But I met you today, and I think it's good now. Let’s let the past go, let’s all look forward.”

Feng Chengcheng leaned against the door frame of the cubicle, looking up at him, her eyes gradually softened, as if she had changed back to the gentle and sweet innocent girl when they first met.

"Fang Yue, is it impossible for us?"

Fang Yue stared at the longing Bai Yueguang in front of her eyes, and shook her head slightly.

Feng Chengcheng was silent for a moment, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Fang Yue lightly on the cheek: "Farewell kiss, I hope we can all find our destined other half as soon as possible."

After sending Feng Chengcheng away, Fang Yue strolled by the river alone.

He is a little upset.It's not because he regretted pretending to be indifferent in front of his ex-girlfriend to kill the possibility of their reunion, and it's not because he found that he struggled for so many years because of a morbid obsession, but because Feng Chengcheng just finished speaking After that sentence, what popped into his mind was the cold face of his boss.

Doesn't this justify it?

real or fake?he asked himself.impossible?He didn't want to admit it anyway.Isn't it just a one-time mess after drinking, and a vague ambiguity for a while.He was going to try to fall in love with him, but falling in love doesn't mean that he will rise to the height of his destined other half.

What's more, Lin Zifeng is still a man, let alone someone else took the lead.

Doomed?the other half?Hehe, the sake he drank at night must be poisonous, Fang Yue wanted to slap himself twice to detoxify.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of arguing in his ears, followed by a loud slap in the face—it seemed that someone had done it before him.

Fang Yue followed the voice and looked over, a man and a woman, it seemed that it was a young couple arguing.He was too lazy to listen to other people's housework, and was about to leave when he vaguely felt that the man looked a little familiar, and after a closer look, he couldn't help feeling angry.

I rely on!Rival!