Chapter 9 Heart Wounds

  Ugly eight! Sorry! I think I've fallen in love with someone else. I wanted to hold on, but my castle began to collapse, and from the moment I saw her, I knew that the walls of my heart were crumbling down.

  If we meet again, will you blame me? Promise! What is a promise? The so-called promise, I only kept it for ten years.

  Are seven thousand two hundred seconds too fleeting? But he clearly heard a lifetime promise: I do!

  Tomorrow, when the sun comes out, it may sublime or melt, but either way, it is still water.

  Whether it transforms into clouds, evaporates into gas, flows into streams, rushes to the sea, or becomes the dew drops of morning, or the small raindrops that stay on the eaves, all are my love.

  What changes are the shape and name, what never changes is the substance. Like my face, my voice, my footsteps, they will become old and tottering, but the heart that loves you will never change...

  "I'm willing!" Ling Shuiyue poured himself another cup, he wanted to get drunk, he wanted to forget, he wanted to reminisce...

  Is it just talk, can time and habit really change everything?

  The ugly eight monsters disappeared, their love is also about to disappear... He was just a mortal man, perhaps the pure blood flowing in his body had been exhausted and dried up by longing, leaving only his humble residue cold liquid.

  Moxi Xue's beautiful face gradually occupied his line of sight... Ling Shuiyue closed his eyes, he didn't want to look, couldn't look, this damned face would make him forget Chou Baigui, would forget Chou Baigui's...

  How can I still see... damn eyes, why can I still see even when they're closed?

  It's no longer just her eyes, she has already occupied his heart, everything about him...

  Ling Shuiyue picked up his wine cup, wanting to drink away his longing, but instead wanted to make his longing even thicker.

  Zi Xi saw Ling Shuiyue who had already passed out, and frowned at the waiter: "Why didn't you call me earlier? He's been drinking like this for so long, and only now did you contact me?"

  "Miss! We can't drive customers away without closing. This is the rule set by our boss." The waiter had dialed out after checking Ling Shuiyue's recent call records.

  "What's wrong with you? Hurry up and help, get him into the car!"

  The waiter walked up and helped Ling Shuiyue, who gently brushed off the waiter's arm: "Ugly eight said she would come, will come......"

  The waiter stood awkwardly beside him, unsure of what to do.

  Zi Xi couldn't hear what Ling Shui Yao was muttering, she anxiously looked at the waiter: "Hurry up, can't you see he's already unconscious?"

  Ling Shuiyue pressed his forehead, sorrowfully: "I know, I won't forget her! Moira! I can't bear to see you and forget the ugly eight, can't bear it, can't bear it..."

  "Moira? Who is Moira?" Akane doubted her own ears.

  When did he have another woman? Zi Xi almost desperately shouted: "I am Zi Xi! Zi Xi!"

  Zi hoped that the drunk and unconscious Ling Shuiyue would be heartbroken but couldn't bear to. In the five months they were together, he had always been polite to her, never taking the initiative except when she deliberately seduced him.

  She had always thought they were not familiar enough, he was a gentleman. But unexpectedly, when he got drunk, he shouted someone else's name.

  "The... uh..." The waiter carefully handed over the bill, knowing how unsuitable he was, but he had no choice.

  Zi Xi took out a card and placed it on the table: "Hurry up!"

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  The announcement of Muxue's disciplinary action was posted in the company's hall, and every employee who passed by would stop to watch.

  At the corridor, Ah Tong heard many people praising Mu Si Xue's behavior and were very happy. Initially, he had opposed Mu Si Xue's approach, saying that punishing the manager would undermine his authority and no one would take it seriously. Unexpectedly, things didn't turn out as he thought. Mu Si Xue's egalitarian attitude not only failed to undermine her authority but also earned her the admiration of the company's employees. He had to reevaluate his new superior.

  Huang Xingyu sat in Li Pingan's office: "Director! Have you seen the notice?"

  "It's just a small trick! We don't need to pay attention to those things, it's just to make the employees happy. What the company needs is capable employees, as long as we have ability, we don't need to fear anything."

  "Director! You said she would use this fashion week to suppress us. After all, we don't have many works on our side."

  "No way! This time it's a tie, didn't you and Frank also get selected?" Li Ping'an said with his mouth, but in his heart he was drumming. He did not expect that Zhang Haoran and Jing Qiu had used pseudonyms to submit their manuscripts online, and their works were very good: "It turns out that Zhang Haoran and Jing Qiu were secretly plotting behind our backs, it seems we need to be on guard against them in the future."

  Li Pingan didn't mention it, but as soon as Zhang Haoran was brought up, Huang Xing became furious: "Especially that Zhang Haoran, he even prepared two copies."

  "This is even more unbearable. This time he can prepare two copies, next time there will be three copies. However, thanks to you this time, your draft is not bad, unlike Frank and the others, who actually pulled my leg at a critical moment."

  Frank's is also good.

  "Don't worry! I'll revise your copy again and make sure it shines!"

  "Really? Thank you, Director! Thank you, Director!"

  "Hmm. Don't rush to thank me, let's talk after you've achieved something."

  "The general takes action, and everything goes smoothly; it will definitely be a successful achievement!"

  "Go." Li Ping'an quite enjoyed Huang Xingyu's words.

  Li Pingan gazed at the back of Huang Xingyu: He was still somewhat loyal to himself, but Frank and the other two had intentions to betray him during their meeting over the weekend. Especially Frank, who kept talking about how good the manager was to the manager, he would have to be more careful in the future.

  This time's Fashion Week, Li Pingan was too careless. He never took this fashion week seriously and had never prepared for it. Because this is not a large-scale or even national-level showcase, but just an exhibition booth jointly organized by some merchants, which has only been held for the sixth time this year.

  That year's Snow was quite particular about it, perhaps she wasn't very familiar with the industry; perhaps she wanted to use this as a breakthrough for her own work. In short, he could see that she wanted to sing a big show on this small stage, although the difficulty was relatively high, but he still thought it was better to be careful.

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  Qiqi bought a lot of vegetables. When she put the last carrot in the refrigerator, she found that her home was very quiet.

  The first floor was searched thoroughly, but no one was found, upstairs...... Mingde had said that she wasn't allowed to go upstairs.

  No entry upstairs, is there some unspeakable secret upstairs? One minute later, curiosity led Qiqi to the stairs.

  She hesitated at the first step of the stairs, unable to decide: could she look at someone else's? It wasn't like stealing or being a thief, so why not? Should she go up or not?

  She just took a glance and left.

  Qiqi tiptoed up the stairs, and when she was halfway up, she couldn't help but laugh. The whole villa was empty except for her, so who was she trying to sneak around for?

  My goodness! How can it be so clean and tidy? She thought it was very dirty and messy and couldn't let her come up.

  Almost everything is white, the white floor, wallpaper, bed sheets, cabinets, bookshelves, sofa, even the books on the bookshelf are wrapped in white paper. The only black things are slippers... and one more thing... seems to be a book.

  Qiqi walked up to the cabinet and picked up that old magazine which wasn't white. She gently stroked the girl on the cover, murmuring: "So beautiful!"

  Qiqi didn't dare to touch anything here, sat on the ground, and flipped through page by page. When she turned to the picture of Mingde and the girl on the cover dancing together, she couldn't help but sigh: The young them were so beautiful, like a princess and prince in a fairy tale castle.

  It seems like a hybrid... Ming De has already made her gasp in amazement, never expecting that there would be such an elegant and handsome young man in the world! Even if Narcissus were alive, he wouldn't be any more than this.

  Another page, Ming De was infatuated with the girl who danced with him, the girl was eating cake, slightly raised head, slightly closed eyes, beautiful white neck... How could there be such a girl, even eating can be so beautiful!

  On another page, the girl behind Ming De looked exactly like him...