broken triangle

Life seems to be back on track, from eight to nine, in the dark.

Wen Yuan, who was arguing to quit, was transferred to another project. It was Wen Yuan who cried and told them that they knew that the head of the household was her ex-boyfriend-decorating the wedding room for the ex-boyfriend, who could bear it.

It's an ex-boyfriend again, why are there ex-boyfriends everywhere.

Wen Yan was ill, probably because he was too tired some time ago, so Luo Yi had no choice but to start socializing.

As for people, once they get busy, those lingering loves are all separated from the glass, and they are still there, but they always lose their sense of existence.

Although he was busy and lost weight again, Luo Yi felt much more at ease.

He himself sighed with emotion, never thought that such a bastard waiting to die would have the potential to be a workaholic.

I also heard about Jiang Zhihui and Jiang Chi, but Luo Yi didn't bother to inquire about it. What I knew was only scattered from other people's mouths, and it may not be all true.

There is nothing suspicious about Jiang Zhihui's return to City X.Jiang Zhihui personally called to say that he was back, but he only said that he was back and didn't mention anything else.Luo Yi thought he had finally figured it out: his father had gone too, and Aunt Xiu was never one to force others, so he might have come back to be with Jiang Chi.

But Luo Yi didn't ask, because something between the two of them separated them, and they couldn't be the same old buddies anymore.

But after a while, Luo Yi accidentally heard from a junior that Jiang Chi had left and went to a certain southern city, and he should still live there for a long time.

Luo Yi couldn't figure out what the fuss was about.

He didn't ask, as a spectator, the most important thing is to get off the stage.

But he couldn't imagine that someone standing on the stage was still trying to pull him onto the stage to finish this terrible play.

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They still have to go home during the Spring Festival. It was nearly five months since Mr. Jiang passed away, and this was the first time Luo Yi and Jiang Zhihui met.

They get along awkwardly, but the elders in the family are different, thinking that they are still the same bamboo horses and bamboo horses as before, childhood sweethearts.Jiang Zhihui was reluctant to let his mother worry about it, and Luo Yi was too lazy to deal with Luo's father and Ms. Wang Fengye's careful suspicion. They discussed and reached a consensus, and this time they went home together.

Originally, they planned to go back in their own cars, at most all the way. Unexpectedly, two days before the departure, Luo Yi took the boys from the studio to go camping and team building, and the tires were punctured on the way back.

Luo Yi called Jiang Zhihui to tell Jiang Zhihui that his car was being repaired, and that he might take his car back during the Spring Festival, but he could vaguely hear Jiang Zhihui's "hmm" being happy.

Luo Yi wondered for a long time, but he couldn't think of why Jiang Zhihui was so happy. The two of them sat in the car and the air stagnated.

It just so happened that Wen Yan had just resumed work, and everyone in the studio regarded her as an aunt. When Wen Yan greeted her, Luo Yi hurried forward to serve her, without thinking about it, and made a superficial conclusion: It has been a long time since the tacit understanding faded. , Now I can't understand this person.

On New Year's Eve, Jiang Zhihui picked him up from Luo Yi's downstairs.The speaker in the car was playing Luo Yi's favorite song. As soon as Luo Yi sat in, Jiang Zhihui first handed over a roasted sweet potato.

Overhandedly.

Luo Yi put the sweet potato in front, and fastened his seat belt: "I don't have anything good to say to you when I go back, and I won't tell you anything in front of your mother—besides, your bribe is too cold."

Jiang Zhihui looked very happy: "Your knife mouth and tofu heart have been like a day for ten years."

Luo Yi sneered in a low voice.

He leaned on his back, put a U-shaped pillow on it, and tilted his head toward the car window, which meant he was going to sleep.Jiang Zhihui was a winking person, so he also shut up and concentrated on driving.

Luo Yi didn't fall asleep. He squinted his eyes and listened to "I wish I could be like the cool kids", as well as the noise of vehicles running, but the most obvious thing was the breathing of the person in the driver's seat.

It was like this all the way to the expressway, and then he really fell asleep in a daze.It's just that before he really fell asleep, someone put a thin blanket on him, and he seemed to hear a gentle sigh.

Don't sigh.

Luo Yi thought, it is impossible to be a friend who asks about each other's health, and the news is getting less and less, and if there is less sympathy, he can still be regarded as a half-confidant after all.

What else do you wish for?