I gave Mi Cai the cruelest question since we met her. She was stunned, her expression was full of at a loss. Maybe in her subconscious, I should have signed this contract with her with joy, but I broke out because I couldn't stand this woman who was once regarded as a woman in that city and was doing something to bully with a scum like Weiran. My city was broken, but I still stubbornly hoped that there would be a trace of thought in her, but it was shattered, and it became nothingness, so I became angry...

Mi Cai closed her eyes and leaned on her office chair. Tears fell from her face, but there was no word...

The office door was knocked, and her assistant walked in with a contract in her hand. She looked at Mi Cai who was crying in amazement and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mi, I knocked on the door... I thought you agreed that I came in."

After Mi Cai turned the office chair for half a circle, so that we couldn't see her face, she said, "Leave the contract and you can leave."

The assistant quickly put the contract on the table, then looked at me, and hurriedly stepped out, so the office fell into a dead quiet. After a long time, Mi Cai faced me and said, "Many things are manifestations..."

I still interrupted with anger and said, "Is it a superficial situation for you to marry Weiran? Is it also a superficial situation for you to suppress Mi Lan? ... I don't think you really need to excuse yourself. You want to control Zhuomei, there is nothing wrong with this, but you took the wrong path. Mi Cai, you are already in a guise!"

Mi Cai's face was full of fatigue. She no longer planned to explain anything to me. This lack of explanation made me feel depressed in the relative atmosphere, and I remembered her in the depression. I felt sad. Why did she become like this now? Where did those qualities of the past be placed by her at this time?

I finally said to her silent, "You have always been persistent in binding yourself to Zhuomei's heavy battleship, and then handed over the rudder to Weiran to take charge, but the artillery fire was aimed at the people around you. One day you will regret it... I don't plan to sign this contract anymore. Thank you for your kindness. Although this will cause considerable losses to our company, the integrity of people's lives is more important, so goodbye..."

As I said that, I walked out of the office, but I didn't get the pleasure of liberation. On the contrary, I felt very uncomfortable, but I couldn't change anything for her and no longer fantasize about it. She was still a woman in the city. She changed, really changed, becoming more and more strange, and became more and more distant. She just broke free and flew away from the world I imagined, but threw all the desolation of this world to me, making me live the meaning of exploring the unreachable future in this desolation!

......

After leaving Zhuomei, I returned to the company and immersed all my attention in work. It was not until the night fell over the city again that I came back to my senses and wanted to find someone to drink and chat.

I called Fang Yuan and wanted to ask him to have some wine. It seemed that at this time, in this city, I had no friends who could talk to me except him. Although we were no longer as close as before, we were still brothers. I never doubted this, but now we have their own lives.

Fang Yuan and I made an appointment in a restaurant. Before he arrived, I ordered dishes first and drank a bottle of beer alone. Fang Yuan then arrived. He hung his coat on the back of the chair and looked around the small restaurant and said, "You really know how to choose places. Drinking in such a restaurant always reminds me of when our brothers got together in college!"

I nodded, bite a bottle of beer with my teeth and handed it to Fang Yuan. Then I touched a bottle with him and signaled to dry the bottle first.

We used our minds to maintain our pride in college and barely drank a whole bottle of beer into our stomachs. Then, the older body felt like vomiting, so both of us lit a cigarette to relieve it, but we did not come back to another bottle as before.

Fang Yuan spitted out the smoke from his mouth and asked me: "Zhaoyang, what are you talking to Mi this afternoon?...... She was very abnormal. During the meeting, she talked halfway through the middle of the talk several times, and she couldn't remember what she said before!"

I took another bottle of beer and took a sip, and said, "I mean."

"It's very ugly, right?"

I recalled that it was really ugly. I even used words such as disgust and hypocrisy. I felt bored and felt that I was not restrained enough and said too heavily. So I nodded to Fang Yuan, which was considered an admission!

Fang Yuanman said with distressed expression, "I told you this afternoon. I really don't want you to question Mr. Mi. I just used it as an vent. Even if you really want to say anything to Mr. Mi, don't say it badly. Wouldn't it be better for you to persuade her?...You are so arrogant and too straightforward!"

I was silent for a while and said, "I'm a little too impulsive, but what I said and the water I poured out can't make up for now."

"It's not all your fault. Actually, I shouldn't talk too much... But Zhaoyang, there are only two brothers now, and there are no outsiders. Let's talk to you. You said Mr. Mi married you, and then take Mi Lan to manage Zhuomei well. Isn't that good? Her biggest problem now is that she is too superstitious about Weiran, and Weiran is too scheming. I don't think he really likes Mr. Mi. Such a rich second-generation likes only the feeling that he can't get. Once married, no one can tell what state he will become between Mr. Mi, so Mr. Mi is playing with fire!"

Fang Yuan's words made me feel like a turbulent feeling in my heart. I don't want to see Mi Cai for one day. If Weiran likes it, it would be a feeling that I can't get. After marriage, Mi Cai will definitely be very unhappy. She has lacked the warmth of her family since she was a child and will definitely not be able to bear these.

I picked up the beer bottle and took another sip and said to Fang Yuan: "What's the use of telling me about this? At best, I'm just one of her ex-boyfriends."

Fang Yuan patted my shoulder and comforted her, "Zhaoyang, don't be stupid. Mr. Mi must still be thinking about you, otherwise would he give you that contract? Will you get angry at her and not even find the status of the meeting? ... At this time, you really shouldn't be hurt by her. After all, no one is a sage, and everyone will make mistakes, and she is no exception. Since she can't forget you, as a man, you should fight for it. If she really marry Weiran, it is equivalent to going to hell."

I smiled self-deprecatingly: "She? I really don't think she is thinking about me anyway."
Chapter completed!