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"Shen Qing, you were poisoned by eating instant noodles, why do you have such an expression on your face?" Shen Qing's complexion was very bad, his expressionless face was like a piece of wood, without waves.

"I don't want to talk." Shen Qing still had a stiff face, separated He Bingbing's shaking hands, and returned to his seat expressionlessly.

He Bingbing was in a bad mood after being choked up like this. He stood on the spot and took a few glances. Seeing that Shen Qing didn't even lift his eyes, he kicked on his high heels and went back to the office.

"Shen Qing, let's go shopping together after get off work? It's been a long time since we had dinner together." He Bingbing sent an invitation from the screen, and Shen Qing refused without thinking.

"Shen Qing..." He Bingbing's delicate voice came from the phone, which was replaced by Shen Qing's low growl:

"I said I don't want to go, but I don't want to go. I don't want to keep repeating my opinion." He hung up the phone hard, and even others felt pain for the phone.

Such a day, Shen Qing has passed for a full week, his mind is out of mind, and his mind is distracted from time to time.Once, she was standing on the balcony to blow the wind, and she forgot the time while she was blowing. It was not until a colleague came up to find her that she was dragged back to the office.

"Shen Qing, what's wrong with you?" When Zheng Ting saw her, she was shocked. She didn't know what happened between her and Pan Siyuan.

It's just that Sisi has been back for several days, and Shen Qing has not seen any action. Not only did she not act, but she also changed her positive attitude of frequently asking her for love and reporting, which is a bit strange.

"Pan Siyuan rejected me." Shen Qing was silent for a long time before finally speaking.Thinking of the conversation that night, I still can't help but feel sour.

"You talked to Sisi?" Zheng Ting was shocked, this person was really fast enough, so he ran to confess his love so quietly.

Shen Qing nodded, recalling the scene that day, except for the heartless words that hurt her too much, other details were so warm.

"No wonder, I see that Sisi has been unable to work these days, and she refuses to tell me when I ask her." Zheng Ting rubbed her chin, and the two of them really had something happened.

"Zheng Ting, I didn't expect this refusal to hurt so much. It hurts so far, but I still can't stop it." Shen Qing closed her eyes in pain.

There is loss, embarrassment, and more, despair.

"Are you so unbearable? Just like that, you gave up? How will you live in the future?" Zheng Ting slapped Shen Qing's thigh hard, and Shen Qing roughly recounted the situation, as if she hadn't imagined Medium bad.

"I thought she rejected me just to give me a relief to give up earlier, but I didn't expect that she just brought forward the deadline for me to miss her." Shen Qing drank another glass of wine.

"Shen Qing, don't do this, can you? How can you succeed in chasing a girl just once? What's more, like Sisi, you will throw yourself into her arms after you say a few words, even if you think about it, you know it's impossible." Looking at Shen Qing Looking lonely, Zheng Ting was half angry at her depression and half sad for her.

"Some things, before I say them, I can keep them in my heart. Even if I don't get them, I feel that I have left something behind. Now that I have said them, and watched her leave, all that is left is scars, scars that won't heal !" Shen Qing said a little excitedly, was choked a few times, and his eyes were a little red.

"Are you going to give up just like that?" Zheng Ting squinted. If this is the case, I don't know how long I will have to watch her die.

"No, I won't give up, she is the one I like, how could I give up so easily, how can I be willing." Mentioning Pan Siyuan, no matter how uncomfortable she felt, Shen Qing could still laugh.

"Since you don't want to give up, then cheer up, work hard, and fight for it. Be thick-skinned and persevere! Which beauty is not chased by thick-skinned, and you watched idol dramas for nothing?"

Pan Siyuan pushed open the balcony door. She was still not used to the summer in Shanghai. In the past few days after returning from Paris, she woke up every day with an inexplicable sense of loss.After Shen Qing left, she never looked for her again. When Zheng Ting saw her several times, she hesitated to speak, but she just shook her head and said nothing.

But things were not going well at work, and I hurried back to Paris. The schedule of the show was completely messed up, except that every Thursday and Friday was almost completely replaced by Xu Yanyun's show, and the rest of the days were also interspersed with other shows. Messy.What troubled her the most was that Wuhen's manuscripts came more and more erratically, sometimes only two or three chapters could be handed in, and the quality dropped significantly, which made Pan Siyuan very angry.

But no matter how much she urged and communicated, Wuhen was like a kite that couldn't catch the end of the thread, and what she said was like a pebble thrown into the sea, nothing worked.Even so, she still didn't think about ending the show early, but now, she felt tired, more tired than ever.

Shen Qingwo spent more and more time in the room, and several times her parents had to ask her what was wrong, why her complexion was so bad, and she looked listless every day.The forced smile made Shen Qing want to cry even more when she was alone.

With tears flowing, the words typed on the keyboard are clear, but after careful consideration, those stories and details are gradually blurring.

She knew that she could no longer write the feeling she used to have, the fragment that was deep in her heart and mind, just like that, without details, without content, only an empty framework remained.Shen Qing couldn't even remember when this happened, she only knew that this was a precious memory about her and her senior sister.

She is working hard to complete this manuscript, but she is increasingly relying on the yellowed diary. She no longer knows how to describe many things in order to keep it going.People who always thought they would never forget, never remember again.Shen Qing regards writing manuscripts as another job, seizes every available minute every day, and writes desperately. She wants to think about Pan Siyuan in the time she saves, and she wants to do more for Pan Siyuan.

Until Shen Qing could no longer recall the feeling of being hurt in Paris. What she couldn't get rid of was everything that happened at Pan Siyuan's house that night. She longed for Pan Siyuan's acceptance and getting along with her.

Forcing myself to recall the distant past is cruel torture.

"Sorry, I miss this story, I can't write any more."

When Wuhen finally delayed the deadline several times, he made such a reply.

"Sisi, you said Wuhen changed his mind?" Zheng Ting was about to collapse when she heard the news.

"How could this man do this! It's a critical moment, and he's here to add to the chaos! Now we're going to be beaten to death by that woman." Zheng Ting was furious.

"The story should come to an end." Pan Siyuan was not angry, but a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Sisi, are you mad with anger?" Zheng Ting approached Pan Siyuan and spoke carefully. Sisi's reaction was indeed too abnormal.

"This is the result I want." Pan Siyuan's smile grew stronger, but Zheng Ting was confused.

The ending of "Untitled" has only been read by Pan Siyuan so far. Zheng Ting looked at the manuscripts of about a dozen issues, and couldn't help but sweat for Pan Siyuan. This woman seems really crazy. Feeling threatened by work, he smiled happily.

"Sisi, just show me the manuscript. Anyway, Wuhen won't write anymore, and there is no suspense. Let me read it." Although Zheng Ting was very upset about Wuhen's early termination , but she is still full of curiosity about the ending of this story.

"What kind of ending do you want to see?" Pan Siyuan didn't stop her work, and occasionally looked up at the person propped on the edge of her desk, like a child begging for candy.

"Whatever the ending, I just want to know the ending!" It's really annoying for Si Si to deliberately tease people's appetite like this. When Shen Qing catches up with her in the future, she must let her avenge me!

"The ending of this story..." Pan Siyuan put down the pen in her hand, leaned on the back of the chair, crossed her arms, and looked at Zheng Ting with a slightly deep look.

"Say it quickly, say it quickly." Zheng Ting pulled a stool from the side and sat down cheerfully, her eyes shining brightly.

"There is no ending." Pan Siyuan paused, and said four words faintly.

"Ah, don't bring such a thing, Si Si, you clearly said half of it, don't do this." Zheng Ting wanted to vomit blood, what is this?It clearly said the ending, why didn't it disappear?

"The ending of the story is that there is no ending, understand?" Pan Siyuan connected the words together. This time, Zheng Ting probably understood.

"It's a pity." Zheng Ting is not stupid, such a literary way of speaking is customary on the radio.

"It's a good thing to let go of a relationship that doesn't belong to me." Pan Siyuan pointed out something, her gaze was a little erratic.

"Sisi, you're here, who are you talking about?" Zheng Ting's heart skipped a beat. It sounded like she was talking about Shen Qing.

"It's just a feeling." Pan Siyuan stood up as if to hide, turned around, and looked out the window.

"Which story are you going to choose for the next show?" "Waiting" seems to be occupied by Wuhen's story for a long time, and she, like the audience, is used to waiting for this story.

"If there is no suitable story, change the form." Pan Siyuan still turned her back to Zheng Ting, her shoulders trembled slightly.

Shen Qing still didn't appear again, just when Pan Siyuan thought that the relationship between them was over, that person suddenly appeared downstairs again, just like the moon at that time, half hidden and half hidden, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Why are you here?" Pan Siyuan felt a little complicated about this appearance.

"You still don't want to see me, do you?" The night covered her loss, but she couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes.

"Shen Qing..." Sighing slightly, Pan Siyuan took out the access control card from her bag.

"I think, let's have a good talk." Shen Qing gently grabbed the person who was about to walk into the corridor.

He didn't want to see her leaving only his back, and didn't want to just brush her body like this, so he couldn't wait to hold her, even if it was just a profile, he wanted to fight for it.

"Tell me at my house." If you don't agree, I'm afraid it will be so exhausting tonight.

The author has something to say: I had dinner with my ex-colleagues today, ate hot pot, went shopping at Hong Kong Exchange, my wallet is so thin, my heart hurts so much, huh~