swimming fish

That night, Song Yu and Ji Anhe chatted on and off until late at night.In the end, both of them forgot to hang up the voice call, just listening to each other's breathing, and fell into a dream.

But this dream didn't last long for Song Yu, he was shaken awake by Liang Hao who came up to the garden on the roof.

It was about five or six o'clock, when it was still daylight, Liang Hao, who was sleeping downstairs, was woken up by a knock on the door, and a man in a suit and leather shoes stood outside the door.

The man's expression was obviously not very good.

Liang Hao had no choice but to come up to Song Yu to make decisions. Song Yu had just chatted with the man, then took him to the rooftop garden, picked up Cheng Ji who was sleeping unconscious on the bed under the windshield, and took him away.

Song Yu watched as the person who claimed to be Ji Qing'an took Cheng Ji away, and then hurriedly looked for his mobile phone on the table.

In a hurry, he accidentally dropped the precarious wine bottle on the table, the glass shattered to the ground, and the crisp sound called Liang Hao, who had just walked down the floor, back to the roof in a hurry.

"Brother Song, what's the matter?"

"It's okay. Come and find my phone for me."

Liang Hao stood there, looking at Song Yu suspiciously, Song Yu said again impatiently: "Why is my phone gone?"

Liang Hao raised his finger and pointed at Song Yu's left hand, and asked cautiously, "That Brother Song...isn't the phone right by your hand?"

Song Yu was pointed at by Liang Hao, only to realize that the cell phone was dead and turned off.

He smiled helplessly, then hurried past Liang Hao, and went into the room where Ji Anhe lived to find the charger.

He charged the phone, Liang Hao was still outside the door, and asked unhurriedly: "You, miss Mr. Ji again?"

Listening to her question, Song Yu suddenly turned around: "You...understand?"

Liang Hao leaned against the door with her arms crossed, and she looked at the people in the dark room by the light of the incandescent lamp in the corridor: "I know. In the past few years, you have been drunk, holding your mobile phone, and reading his name .Last night, I should have read it too."

"Yesterday... I seemed to have a dream," Song Yu's cell phone was still charging, and he revealed the fear in his heart with an uncertain tone, "I dreamed, he said his The wind chime is broken."

After Song Yu said this, he was frightened by the still too clear memory in his mind, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "He... said he missed me too. Could it be another dream? "

"Brother Song." Liang Hao looked at the person in the dark whose voice was getting softer and less confident, she pursed her lips, hesitated again and again before opening her mouth, "That, Mr. Ji, actually left something for you. "

Song Yu's eyes staring at the screen instantly looked at Liang Hao.

This is the first time in the past three years that Liang Hao looked at Song Yu with such bright eyes, so bright that she didn't even dare to look directly at her.

"Mr. Ji said that he put that thing on the bookshelf in the garden on the roof." She gritted her teeth and explained, staring at Song Yu's gaze, "Yes, Mr. Ji said, if one day, I think you really I'm not having a good time, so I can tell you about it..."

Song Yu didn't wait for Liang Hao to finish explaining, he dropped the phone and rushed to the bookshelf under the windshield.

His gaze scanned the books on the shelf one by one, only the footer of the original English edition on the top was slightly yellowed.He picked up the book, gently blew on the dust that fell on the title page, and saw that there was a dried flower petal in the bookmark as a bookmark.

Half of the petals were exposed, Song Yu followed the bookmark of the petals and opened the book that he couldn't bear to touch in the past few years.

There is also a piece of letter paper sandwiched between the pages of the book with dried flower petals.

On the letter paper were a few sharp strokes written by Ji Anhe.

Song Yu:

Have you found this letter, is it Liang Hao who told you this letter?

I don't want you to read this letter.

But I also don't want you to have a bad life, so I wrote this letter.Just take it as your little consolation.

I don't know what to say, there is so much to say.

At the beginning, before I was about to leave, I thought about it carefully, and I didn't know when we started, let alone when and where to mention this "end" to you.Wood... Wood... Whole... Straighten...

Thinking about it now, maybe it doesn't matter where it starts and where it ends.

Originally, our encounter was just at the right time, so it seemed too beautiful.Too good for you and me.

In fact, you heard it behind the flower stand that day.

I didn't want to hide from you that I was leaving.I'm sorry, I have to wait until this time for this sentence before I can supplement it to you.

But we don't necessarily stop here, just finally Dali.

Give me three years, or give us three years.

If in the spring three years later, we can still have such an opportune time...

I will go back to Dali.I think, so I still abide by the agreement.

It begins in Dali and ends in Dali.

Song Yu held the letter, but little by little crystals slipped from the corners of his eyes and hit the letter paper, soaking the thin paper.

Ji Anhe's letter was just like what he said, it was just a consolation.

He even chose the time, and chose a time when Song Yu was not having a good time, to give Song Yu a little thought.

What a cruel man he was, and what a gentle man.

What he said to Song Yu was still the same sentence——

It begins in Dali and ends in Dali.

What he promised to Song Yu was more than that.

He means:

It begins in Dali and ends in Dali.

How could Song Yu not understand, this is Ji Anhe coaxing himself with the most beautiful sentence in the world, "I will live here forever".

Song Yu bit her lip and raised her head to swallow the tears.

The daylight of dawn broke through a dark corner, and the rising sun distributed its dark red to Song Yu's eye sockets.

Song Yu choked up a few times, got up and held the letter, and went back to the previous room.

He turned on the phone and typed two lines of words in the dialog box with the call duration record.

His hand hovered over the send button a few times, and finally changed to a sentence.

[Fish]: Mr. Ji, is now the right time?

【ji】: Spring hasn't arrived yet, Boss Song.

[Fish]: You remember it really clearly, Mr. Ji

【ji】: I still remember that it started in Dali and ended in Dali.

[Fish]: I also remember.

After reading Song Yu's last reply, Ji Anhe locked the phone screen with the corner of his mouth curled up, and he took out an envelope from the well-organized drawer on his desk.

He took another pen from the pen holder on the table and wrote two words on the cover of the envelope.

resignation.

Then he typed out what he had written in the folder earlier in the morning, read it a few times, and stuffed it into the envelope.

He took the envelope and walked to the elevator room to wait for the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator door to open, he saw the only person in the elevator——He Xia.He Xia glanced at the envelope in Ji Anhe's hand, and asked nonchalantly.

"Vice President Ji, where is this going?"

"Go to your place." Ji Anhe said concisely.

"What are you holding?" He Xia pressed the door close button and asked again.

Ji Anhe glanced back at He Xia, then raised his hand to show him the envelope: "Resignation."

He Xia obviously didn't expect Ji Anhe to give him such an answer. He waited for the elevator door to close before he tentatively asked: "Are you leaving?"

"Yes." Ji Anhe replied tepidly.

After that, the two of them didn't speak again. When they reached the CEO's office on the seventeenth floor, the elevator door opened. Ji Anhe followed He Xia on the way to the office.

Three years ago, he followed He Xia to this place in the same way.

At that time, He Xia was still here and asked him: "Ji Anhe, you take my money and squander it, 100 million a week."

At that time, Ji Anhe just frowned and didn't explain further.

After all, he didn't expect Zhou Xing to be so extravagant.

"Are you spending a lot of money for a beauty?" At that time, He Xia was still keen on gossip about his friend, and continued to ask.

Ji Anhe said in a cold voice, "That's right."

He Xia clicked his tongue and asked, "What do you mean?"

However, Ji Anhe didn't bother to explain the cause and effect, and said that the card was not with him, that he beat someone before, and the card was used as medical expenses.

He Xia obviously didn't believe Ji An and this set of rhetoric, not to mention whether it was used as medical expenses, even Ji An and the beating were suspected by He Xia.

So the rumors spread over time that Ji Anhe spent a lot of money on beauties.

However, Ji Anhe didn't seem to be too opposed to such rhetoric, so the whole company acquiesced to this matter.

He Xia sat back in his seat and looked at the person standing in front of his desk.

"Now it's for that beauty, the beauty you've been thinking about for three years?"

Ji Anhe put the envelope on the desk in front of him, pressed his hand on the envelope, and tapped the table with his fingers twice, then he pushed the resignation envelope towards He Xia, and said, "Yes. , but we have more than three years."

At least, more than three years in the future.

The author says:

The next chapter is almost done, haha, it should be a little bit haha, by the way, I would like to ask for a comment, hee hee, and I would like to thank the sisters in advance for reading it.At the right time, that sentence is useful.May all the good things in the world come at the right time.I don't remember where I saw it, but I remember this sentence.