salt by salt

If three years have passed, and there is still someone in City B who has not changed, it must be the person in front of me.

Lin Ya's eyes crooked with a smile, her lips were painted with bright pink lip gloss, and she was wearing a tight skirt wrapped in white fur, she was youthful and slim.This location has an excellent view, and you can enjoy the brightly lit night view of the capital city below you while dining.With such a beautiful woman by my side, I guess I can be regarded as a half-successful person in the eyes of outsiders.

When old friends meet, it’s always inevitable to greet each other—especially for a person like me who has come back from the dead, Miss Lin has been talking about it for more than half an hour.

After she calmed down and stopped worrying about why I didn't contact her for help, she was finally willing to talk to me about other things: "Come on, I know you're not looking for me just to catch up on old times. Speaking of which, I'm not just asking, Show your sincerity in begging for help."

Lin Ya's pampering is well grasped, like a smart and noble breed cat, it will only make people smile: "Just mention what you want."

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, it's really different today. Songcheng gave you Mingde Media, and the billionaire CEO speaks hard." She chuckled happily, "It's just that a big piece of pie fell from the sky. , I don’t know how many people are jealous, you should be careful.”

"Isn't there still Song City? Even if I don't do anything, there will be no problem."

Lin Ya stared at me for a few seconds: "Junyan, since this is the case, you shouldn't leave City B."

I shrugged my shoulders: "Maybe I think about it, why work so hard, someone is rushing to work hard for me."

"I feel like you haven't changed at all." She held her chin with a smile, "If you really want to rely on Song Cheng, what else do you want to talk to me about? How nice it is to sit in the office and enjoy yourself."

"I have very few friends. If you are one of them, of course I want to ask you to share a piece of the pie."

Lin Ya paused, showing a slightly embarrassed look: "Junyan, you know my character, and I will definitely do my best to help you, but I never discuss business with my friends."

"I see."

How smart she is, she has always been wise and safe, and she will never step into this muddy water.You might as well speak more clearly when chatting with smart people. I smiled slightly and said softly: "What I am going to talk to you about is another matter... You should not have forgotten Xue Keming."

"How could you forget? Shouldn't she be the wife of the bureau chief in S city now?"

Lin Ya's smile turned cold, and I lowered my eyelashes.

Xue Keming's uncle has already retired, and some things are not as good as before. Maybe there is also a reason for her choosing to marry hastily.And Lin Ya has become the youngest human resources director of Asia Entertainment, and she is walking smoothly and methodically on the planned road.

The entanglement between the two of them dates back to junior high school. The two were selected from their respective schools to join the same dance team.

The backstage of the dance competition was in a hurry. Xue Keming accidentally smashed the water glass on the eve of the competition and burned Lin Ya's instep. Lin Ya was forced to give way to the substitute.As eloquent as she was, she was naturally unwilling to accept anger, questioning Xue Keming's ulterior motives in public, and made Miss Xue, who had never suffered a disadvantage, cry bitterly.

It was a surprisingly naive little thing to say, but the two formed a bond since then, and seized the opportunity to confront each other.In high school, Xue Keming tried to defeat Lin Ya with unwarranted dirty water and public opinion attacks, and Lin Ya also seized the opportunity to use me to give her a heavy blow.

Of course, on the bright side, Lin Ya even acted as a bridesmaid at Xue Keming's wedding, holding hands and laughing at Yan Yan.However, the flowers that tore the surface are full of flowers, but the inside is still bloody and bloody.

If love lasts for years, so can hate.Before that water glass fell, I'm afraid it was unexpected that it would start countless disputes because of its shattering.

I raised my eyebrows: "The three years I stayed in S city were not in vain, at least I know a few stories that you are interested in. It's a pity that these things are not in the air for the time being, why don't you arrange a play yourself, Miss Lin."

Lin Ya didn't agree immediately, so I lightly dropped the topic.

Talking and laughing, the last dessert was delivered, Lin Ya wiped the corners of her lips, looked up at me: "Junyan, I take back that sentence, you have changed a lot. You used to be like this chocolate."

She tapped lightly on the crispy shell covered with icing sugar with a spoon, and the seemingly hard shell shattered, and the chocolate filling inside slowly flowed out: "It looks a bit hard to chew, but it's actually soft and runny inside." Heart."

I was noncommittal, smashed the outer layer and took a sip, and the mellow and rich sweetness instantly permeated the tip of my tongue.The taste is so good that you can't help squinting your eyes: "But I'm not going to make dessert on the table."

Lin Ya let out a long sigh: "As a friend, I seriously want to persuade you not to make trouble. Jun Yan, you can't beat Yang Chen, how can you have the confidence to face Song Cheng? In fact, you should be content, most people live in this world without being eaten. No qualifications."

People are knives and I am fish.

I don't want to be a knife, and I don't want to be that fish on the chopping board.

"I want to be a human being, that's all." I said calmly, "Lin Ya, I'm not asking for your help, but for your cooperation."

Not being in City B made me miss a lot of things. For example, when Lin Ya bumped into Xue Keming's car, Xue's family came forward to apologize; A husband and a child.

These unreasonable words and phrases put together elusive clues, which gave me an extra bargaining chip.

"That depends on whether you are capable now." Lin Ya raised her glass to me, her glistening almond eyes made her look like a cat aiming at prey, with secret indifference in excitement, "I will seriously consider it and give it to you in three days. reply."

Xue Keming is not important, what is important is her husband Hou Guangyue.Lin Ya is also not important, what is important is the intricate network of relationships behind her.

I raised my hand to clink glasses with her, and when we touched each other, the distorted smiling faces on the walls of the glasses were reflected.

"... Junyan, Junyan."

A gentle and deep male voice came from a distance, indistinct and indistinct.

The soft hot towel was gently pressed against my cheeks, and the hot steam soothed the sore eyelids. I sighed comfortably and leaned sleepily in that person's arms.When I fully woke up, I saw Song Cheng's handsome face, his brows were slightly frowned: "Why did you fall asleep on the sofa? Be careful of catching a cold."

I shook my head: "It's okay, there is heating in the room."

Song Cheng shook my hand, and said in disapproval: "You are not in good health, you have to be more careful when I'm not around. Your hands are so cold, I'll make you some ginger tea."

He moved quickly, put on his apron and started to work.Song Cheng was originally slender and tall, but because he had been trained in the army, his back was as tall and straight as a green pine, and his shoulders were broad and his waist was slender against the backdrop of his shirt and trousers.

"Did you dress so formally today?" I helped him hang up the overcoat that he took off casually. It was cold outside today, and there was still a bit of chill on the clothes. "Speaking of which, I don't even know what you're doing all day."

"Help my uncle with a little problem."

Song Cheng didn't talk too much about his own affairs, and only briefly mentioned it.He handed me a plate of chopped tomatoes, with a fine layer of granulated sugar sprinkled on top, and bright red tomato slices neatly laid out on the bottom of the plate.

"Tomatoes mixed with sugar." He kissed my forehead, his lips were soft, "I cut them for you."

"……thanks."

I took a fork and stuffed it into my mouth piece by piece, the sweet and sour juice exploded in my mouth, the room was too warm, and I was a little drowsy.Maybe I'm really not suitable to participate in these treacherous conspiracies, and it's quite difficult to follow the plan I discussed with Lu Jingfan step by step.

But I have no way out.

Five years, ten years, sooner or later they will get bored and happily return to normal life, leaving me rotten.

What if they don't let go?Am I really going to live like this for the rest of my life?Everything you get depends on illusory love, and you can't escape in the tug-of-war between several people. What is the difference between this identity and being banned?

"Don't force yourself if you can't eat." Song Cheng took the plate and stuffed the glass of hot ginger tea into my hand, "Have a drink before going to sleep."

Does he know the little things I do?I stared at Song Cheng's eyes, the pupils glowed amber under the light, his eyes were as gentle as ever.

"Are you dumbfounded? Am I so good-looking?" He curled up his mouth, smiled softly, and stretched out his hand to gently scratch the bridge of my nose, "You are so cute."

I turned my face away, remembering Song Cheng's true nature described by others, and his occasional cold face, and said softly: "You don't have to treat me like this."

He froze for a moment: "What kind?"

"Doing housework, talking about love, and such small gestures. We all know you are not such a person."

I'm too tired to keep reminding myself not to fall into Song Cheng's trap.He is obviously possessive to the point of terror, wishing to control me all the time, but he still pretends to be gentle and careless. I feel tired for him.

"...Take care of you and keep you, there is no conflict." After a while, Song Cheng smiled slightly, his finger pressed my lower lip and stroked it vigorously, and his other hand stretched up from the hem of the shirt to hook my chest "Jun Yan, you seem to be very afraid that I will treat you well. But if I treat you badly, you will cry again, just like last night..."

My ears became hot all of a sudden, and I couldn't even hold the cup: "Song Cheng! Let go...don't do this to me."

He liked this very much, with his weak tone and slightly trembling body, like a baby bird soaked by rain, he could easily hold it in his palm.Song Cheng really let go to signal his surrender. He kissed my ear and smiled: "I won't tease you. You are so simple. If I let go, sooner or later I will be sold and count the money for him."

The spicy ginger tea slipped down my throat, but cold sweat climbed up my back. I couldn't help but recall Song Cheng's tone just now in my mind.Don't have any deep meaning, or just joke?

Passing the cup back to him, I suddenly called his name: "Song Cheng."

He responded, his tone seemed endlessly tender and considerate: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." I shook my head, smiled obediently, and reached out to grab his hand, letting my cheek rest on his palm, "It's nothing."

——I have already tasted the consequences of letting go of your hand, why am I afraid of doing it again?