She messed with me first

·miss her.

In the spring of the second year after Qi Xi went abroad, everything went on as usual, and everyone's life was going on step by step, except for Meng Qingrang.

From the day Qi Xi left, all that remained of her 24 hours was work and little sleep, living like a machine that starts and stops at regular intervals, without any freedom or vitality.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Meng Qingrang, who had been busy all day, finally returned to the office from the studio.

Zhou Mai knocked on the door and came in, reporting work to her, "The land tax would like to treat you to a meal."

Meng Qingrang, "Time?"

"NO.14 at seven o'clock in the evening."

"Push it off."

Zhou Mai was in a dilemma, "The leaders who came this time are very important."

Meng Qingrang was processing the documents, and didn't raise his head when he heard the words, "No matter how important it is, they want T&F's tax, not T&F asking them for anything."

Of course Zhou Mai knows this, but the national policy changes every year, and no one knows what this year will be like. Only by building a good relationship with the local tax people can I know some internal information in advance. This is what Meng Qingrang taught her. What now? Suddenly changed?

"Mr. Meng, do you have other arrangements for NO.14?" Zhou Mai asked tentatively.

Meng Qingrang, "NO.14 is Valentine's Day, I want to have dinner with Xixi."

What Meng Qingrang blurted out made Zhou Mai's breathing stagnate.

She thought that Meng Qingrang was used to the fact that Qi Xi left, but she just hid it quietly, like a needle buried in the flesh, if it doesn't move, it will pop up immediately, waiting for the opportunity Prick her hard.

Zhou Mai didn't want to be that ruthless pusher, but, "Mr. Meng, Mr. Qi has been gone for almost three months."

Meng Qing suddenly lost control of the pen tip pressing on the paper, and drew an ugly black line on the paper.

Zhou Mai saw that her hands were shaking, her lips were white, and her eyes were fluctuating.

In the blink of an eye, everything returned to calm.

Meng Qingrang continued the unfinished name, closed the document calmly, sealed the pen, raised his head and smiled and said to Zhou Mai: "Sorry, I forgot. Just arrange it like this, you don't have to go with me that day, go early Go home for the holidays."

Zhou Mai's throat was sore, "Mr. Meng, I..."

"Go out, I want to be alone for a while." Meng Qingrang interrupted calmly.

Zhou Mai hesitated to speak, looked at Meng Qingrang silently for a moment, then bowed to her and said, "You also get off work early."

Meng Qingrang, "Yes."

Soon, the office returned to silence.

Meng Qingrang got up and walked to the window, quietly watching the bright lights in the distance, fascinated.

It's been three months so fast.

She should be fine with it?

At least there is no chaos and nervousness at the beginning, no yelling 'Xixi' every morning when I get up, no reaching out to touch when I don't get a response, and no sudden awakening when I can't touch it. Finally remembered that Qi Xi had already left, and she did not continue to live in Jinyuan, everything in front of her eyes was strange, cold, and the air was suffocatingly thin; she would not, when her aunt asked her what she wanted to eat, Subconsciously turn around and call 'Xixi'; I won't call Qi Xi immediately after returning to the hotel after a day of work on a business trip; I won't read the WeChat chat records with Qi Xi over and over again; I won't stop Only then did I realize that I, who should have returned to the luxurious cage in the city center, came to Qi Xi's company to pick her up from work again...

In three months, she has weakened many habits related to Qi Xi.

miss……

It is not controlled by people, and it is still increasing day by day.

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On the day of NO.14, Zhou Mai went to the dinner with Meng Qingrang against Meng Qingrang's will.

Meng Qingrang didn't drink much, and didn't let Zhou Mai go home with him, but was alone, leaning in the back seat silently, watching the couples laughing and fighting in pairs on the street.

Alcohol burned her tired nerves, she felt tired, hurt, and wanted to groan in pain.Moaned, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound, everything was blocked in her throat, it was dry and tight, and it was bursting with pain.

"Mr. Meng, are you alright?" the driver asked nervously when he noticed that Meng Qingrang's breathing suddenly became short and heavy.

Meng Qingrang didn't speak, clutching the phone, with trembling fingers hanging on Qi Xi's number.

Emotions urged her to press it immediately, telling her repeatedly in her mind, "You miss Qi Xi, you want to hear her voice, you want to talk to her", but reason is desperately pulling her out again.

The two repeatedly tugged and collided.

Meng Qingrang was knocked out of recognition just by sitting still.

"Go to T&F." In the closed silence, Meng Qingrang said suddenly.

She can't go home now.

She would go crazy without Qi Xi at home.

The driver quickly glanced at the situation in the rearview mirror, and said hesitantly, "It's ten o'clock soon, do you still have to work?"

Meng Qing kept silent.

The driver can only obey.

The T&F at night is dead silent and empty, every time Meng Qingrang takes a step forward, he can hear the echoes circling behind him, like a gift from a ghost, eerie and strange, like a shadow.

Meng Qingrang ignored it, walked back to the office with his back straight, turned on all the lights, sat on the sofa alone and recalled Qi Xi's sweet smile, and drew them on the paper stroke by stroke.

Drawing late at night, my hands were so sore that I could no longer hold the pen, so I lay down on the sofa, and hugged 'Qi Xi' carefully to my chest.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Lian Muan's surprised voice suddenly came, "Meng Qingrang?!"

Meng Qingrang woke up startled, her eyes were frighteningly red.

Seeing Lian Mu'an, he stopped in a hurry, "You..." The word 'cry' didn't come out, but was interrupted by Meng Qingrang, "Why are you here?"

Lian Mu'an stood at the same spot, watching Meng Qingrang sit up solemnly, with his arms propped on his knees, his shoulders bowed, his head lowered, and he calmly put away his panic and bewilderment.

After a long time, when Lian Mu'an saw Meng Qingrang look up, the redness in his eyes had mostly receded, but the dots of light refracted on his eyelashes were still very clear.

"How come this point?" Meng Qingrang asked again.

Lian Mu An came back to his senses, curled up his fingers hanging by his side, pretending he didn't notice anything, "Take something."

Meng Qing let out an 'um', and had no intention of continuing to speak.

An eerie silence came suddenly.

Lian Mu'an stood for a while and asked her, "It's so late, why don't you go home?"

The home Lian Mu'an mentioned was the one in the city center, but Meng Qingrang's home in his heart was always Jinyuan.

Hearing Lian Mu'an's question, Meng Qing made subconsciously think it was Jin Yuan. She casually pulled a strand of hair that had slipped by her ear, and said slowly, "I don't want to go back. I always have insomnia and can't sleep well."

Lian Mu'an understood the meaning of Meng Qingrang's words in an instant, but she didn't know what to say to comfort Meng Qingrang, so she just asked dryly, "Why can't I sleep well?"

Meng Qingrang pinched the knuckles of his index finger, and clenched his hands tightly, "I miss her, once I close my eyes, it's like watching a movie, I can't control it."

"Meng Qingrang..." Lian Muan frowned at her, and finally sighed, "You can't go on like this."

"Can't you?" Meng Qingrang asked seriously, "Then tell me, what should I do?"

Even Mu An didn't know, she only knew that if emotions could be controlled freely, people would not be human. Meng Qingrang didn't handle her emotions well, but she didn't do anything wrong.

In the silence, Lian Muan's cell phone rang suddenly.

Meng Qingrang's emotions were interrupted, and he lowered his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, but after two or three seconds, he raised his head again, and his expression had returned to normal, "Go back to rest early after getting your things, I have been dragging you to adapt the song recently, thank you for your hard work .”

Lian Mu'an's eyes were complicated, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to get angry or sigh, so he was silent, didn't say anything, then left on the phone.

Meng Qingrang was disturbed and lost sleepiness, but she didn't want to go back to the house in the city center, so she sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, and sent Xiang Ting a wechat message: [I'm going back to Jinyuan today. 】

Xiang Ting replied quickly: [Okay, if your mother asks, I will explain. 】

Meng Qingrang: [Thank you. 】

Jinyuan has been uninhabited for a long time, and it is very cold. Meng Qingrang seemed not to notice, took off his shoes, walked barefoot to the living room and sat down. After that, he was silent for a long time.

Every time she comes back here, her mind is full of Qi Xi - she will squint her eyes in satisfaction when she eats her favorite food for breakfast; if she wants to watch a movie on a whim, she will pull her over, lie on her lap, and pull her Playing with her trouser legs; seeing her throwing pens all over the ground and hurting her feet, she would point to her nose angrily and shout, "Meng Qingrang, why do you always remember to eat but not to fight!"

Scenes of the past reappeared, and Qi Xi's voice sometimes overlapped and sometimes intersected, making Meng Qingrang's mind turn upside down.

Meng Qing couldn't hold back anymore, bent his legs and hugged his knees, buried his head in the crook of his arms and took a deep breath.

Taking the opportunity to rage, the cold air penetrated Meng Qingrang's trachea into her lungs, freezing her nerves inch by inch.

After a long time, breathing began to hurt.

Meng Qing let her instinct resist this discomfort, but breathing is also an instinct of the body, she couldn't refuse, she could only obey, and let the cold pain spread from her lungs to her limbs.

Before his body started to become numb, a charming smile came from his ear.

Someone called her Rang Rang and told her, "I love you."

The voice was exactly the same as Qi Xi's.

Meng Qingrang opened her eyes in surprise, only her auntie had a worried expression, "Why did you fall asleep on the floor?"

The surprise quietly extinguished, and Meng Qingrang leaned on the sofa without moving.

Auntie received a call from Xiang Ting early in the morning, telling her that Meng Qingrang had returned to Jinyuan and asked her to come here to cook, so she bought vegetables and rushed over. Asleep on the ground.

On a day in February, with just that single suit, how could you bear it all night?

Auntie knew what day it was yesterday, and wanted to find out why Meng Qingrang would be like this, so she couldn't ask any more questions, so she cleaned up the paper and pens on the ground, sighed and said, "Your body is completely cold, go take a hot bath, and come out." I can eat."

Meng Qingrang watched her auntie open the drawer and put things in for a moment. Before she got up to leave, he raised his head and asked her, "Auntie, did you see Xixi when you came?" His tone was cautious, as if sensitive and fragile The children of the world are only willing to accept the affirmative answer they receive.

【Speak】

I didn’t see anything, I promised it, pull the hook~

【Comment】

5555555 hook

I want to watch the side story of the deputy cp, is there any? ? ?

Wow, there are still

want to knock candy

Damn, there is a surprise, I just found out

Is the vice cp be?

Let's give out some candy outside!The text is so bitter!Do you think I don't have enough tears? !

Distressed, let let... Hush came quietly and left quietly

It hurts so much, but the pain is sweet... Suffering, it's been a lot of hard work!

so distressing

too tortured

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