Extra: I miss you, do you know? 02
My ill-fated relationship with Shen Anzhi began thirteen years ago. At that time, Li Wei had just been imprisoned, and I would visit her several times a month. One time after visiting her, I fainted in an alley not far from the prison due to excessive emotional fluctuations. It was just like the time Leng Yuting beat me many years ago. The surroundings were wet, the sunlight could not come in, and there were few pedestrians.
He passed by me like a savior, saved me from death, and learned about my condition from the doctor. Our revolutionary friendship began from then on.
Grandpa and grandma like Shen Anzhi very much. Ai Dong even regards him as his life goal, and keeps clamoring that he wants to be someone like Brother Anzhi in the future.
"Ai Ye, you are distracted again!" Shen Anzhi waved his hand in front of my eyes a few times.
I came to my senses and smiled at him : "I've shown you another good show. What do you think? Have you considered giving me 2% of the shares? That way I will be the largest shareholder of the company. I have coveted the title of CEO for a long time."
"You've been thinking about my shares all day long. Let me tell you, it's impossible." Shen Anzhi helped me carry the bag. "Let's go. The secretary said someone sent you a wedding invitation."
I tilted my head to look at him. Besides being handsome and rich, this man was also quite a gentleman. Over the years, we have been partners, friends, and relatives, but love has nothing to do with us.
He had asked me before, why there was no spark between us? But I never told him that there was someone living in my heart for thirteen years.
Leng Zimo.
He is overseas and has not returned yet.
When I returned to the company, I saw a red wedding invitation on my desk, with a familiar smiling face on the photo. Mo Beibei was leaning against a man, and the two of them were looking at each other with deep affection.
Shen Anzhi took the wedding invitation in his hand, looked at the person in the photo, then looked at me, shook his head and sighed: "Ai Ye, your classmate is prettier than you! She looks very feminine, and you..."
I raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong with me?"
"You? You are just a transvestite with imbalanced hormones, full of masculinity." He took two steps back and dodged the folder I threw at him. "You throw folders every time, can't you be a little bit innovative?"
"Oh, next time I will definitely throw the white jade paperweight on your desk. I promise you will die before me." I gritted my teeth in hatred, walked around the table to him and snatched the wedding invitation from his hand.
Over the years, Mo Beibei and I occasionally met, but we had very little to say. We were not from the same world before, and now we are drifting further and further apart in our own worlds. The only thing that pulls us together is the past that we dare not mention in our memories.
The last time we met, she told me, "Ye Zi, I'm tired. I want to find a man and live a peaceful and stable life with him."
Thirteen is a cursed number in Christianity. Many elevators do not have a button for this floor, but for Mo Beibei, this is a new beginning.
Looking at the beautiful woman with a beautiful smile in the photo, a layer of mist covered my eyes.
"When will you get married so that I can cry for you? I'm thinking of that poor overseas returnee. What should I do? I'm already 40 years old and facing bankruptcy. I want to catch a beautiful, rich woman who can save me, but I don't have enough patience." Shen Anzhi stuffed a tissue into my palm, "Ai Ye, why are you so...manly when you cry?"
Me: "Shen Anzhi! You are looking for death!"
He dodged my attack and said, " If I die, there won't be a single male around you. Your hormones will become even more out of balance. For you, I can't die."
I was just about to kick him a couple more times when the phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
I answered the phone and heard a familiar and lonely voice on the other end. It made me feel dazed for a moment. I thought I was 19 years old. This was the summer when we had just broken up. He was still the handsome boy who loved me stubbornly.
He said, "Ai Ye, Mo Beibei is getting married."
