Deep Love in Light Times

As the car moves slowly, Secretary Chen's heart is also sad because of Ling yun'er in front of her. She glances at the rearview mirror and curls up in the back seat with her head down. The brocade like hair is falling down like a waterfall, covering her face. Her shoulder is shaking gently when she inhales and closes. Although it is silent, Secretary Chen knows that Ling Yuner is crying.

His voice was full, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes turned out of the window. He remembered the scene of yesterday

after he had smoked for a night, his voice was hoarse, his hair was messy, and his shirt was full of wrinkles. It was the first time he saw such a big boss.

When he was ordered to send Ling yun'er away, he was also surprised. The boss had never been close to women. There were more girls who had been attacking the boss for so many years, but the boss didn't care. Only this girl deeply touched the boss's heart.

When he was cruel to her, he was afraid that she would leave her. When he was silent, he tried to be calm in front of the girl who was a few years younger than himself. He didn't want anyone to see that he was in love with the girl. He always stressed that the word "lover" was a strong possessive spirit. How important she was in the old stereotype's mind, Secretary Chen followed him all these years 。

If only for other reasons, he could have played for a few days and let her leave, but he was reluctant, so he kept him by his side, afraid that she would leave him.

But why suddenly, the boss wants to return her freedom, let her go, let oneself ache? He combed his thoughts like willow branches without any clue.

"Miss Ling, here we are." Secretary Chen stopped the car slowly and said softly.

Ling yun'er, who seems to be in a dream, suddenly wakes up. Her eyes are full of tears. Her eyes pass through the residential buildings of the community, the familiar stone carvings of birds and Phoenix, the wide gate, the wind and water erosion, and the mottled handwriting all show that this is a classic residential area. Well, it's really home.

She carried two heavy bags and hesitated. Before getting off the bus, she also held out her hand to Secretary Chen, "I wish you and your family a happy new year, and thank you for taking care of me these days."

Secretary Chen was slightly stupefied. She didn't know whether she was smiling or crying. "Happy new year. Take care of Miss Wen."

"Yes, happy New Year..." She muttered to herself.

Waving her hand, she watched Secretary Chen driving away. I don't know when I'll see you again. Looking back, turning around and passing by is really the fate of repairing for hundreds of thousands of years and even hundreds of millions of years.

What about him? Is it the fate of hundreds of millions of mended, or the enemy of repair? What are they?

When people get along with each other, they lose first. Willing to gamble and admit defeat, she really lost, with inner sadness, she lost her heart.

As soon as Ling yun'er got off the car, she saw her cousin Ling Yifan waiting for her downstairs. He took the two bags in her hand and said softly, "tired, look at the red hands. Let's go. I've made you your favorite Slippery Mushroom"

my cousin is as kind as before. When she meets her cousin's burning eyes, Ling yun'er's eyes are red. Her heart is very soft and soft. It's easy to be touched and moved. She follows her cousin's breath quietly Inside, sour and sweet.

When she walked into the living room with her cousin, she politely and thoughtfully said hello to her uncle and aunt. Just as she was about to get up and go back to the room, her cousin Ling Fangwei sneered and said:

"I thought it was a phoenix after flying on the branch. It turned out that no one wanted it. It was boring for people. Hum, it was useless."

her heart was sour, but she didn't intend to argue anything She has been used to her cousin's sarcasm. Living in such a low pressure environment will become her daily routine in the future. She is no exception to her adaptability.

Over the thorns of language, she walked up the stairs, and her uncle's voice came with her:

"you're going to graduate from university. You know our family's days. You should give up your postgraduate entrance examination, look for a job early, don't eat for nothing"

"well, I know my aunt." she carried the bag back and went upstairs one by one.

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