After making the phone call, I quickly finished the lunch. Mi Cai followed my footsteps and ate the fruit. I said to her seriously: "Tonight I want to call Shang Fangyuan, Yan Yan, and... Jian Wei, Xiang Chen, do you have no objection?"

"What's the reason?"

"You can't be unfamiliar! In college..."

Mi Cai waited for me to continue, but I couldn't find a suitable word to describe our four years in college. So I simply said: "I haven't been together for a long time, let's get together."

"I can understand."

I nodded, unwilling to think too complicatedly about this matter. After a little silence, I said, "You make an appointment with Weiran."

Mi Cai obviously didn't expect that I would have this request, so she stared at me for a long time, as if she wanted to see my emotions in my expression, but I kept looking at her calmly because I wanted to know her current emotions.

I asked again, "Is it convenient to make an appointment?"

“Nothing inconvenient.”

"Then let's call each other to make an appointment."

.........

Soon I finished the phone call and everything I had to do was successfully made. I agreed to meet at Zhuomei's door at 7 pm and then go to the "West of the Old Town" cafe together.

Before leaving, Mi Cai cleaned up the lunch box on the table, but I could feel that her mood had changed subtly. Maybe it was related to my appointment with Jian Wei, or maybe it was because of Wei Ran, but since I decided to be together, some things always have to be faced.

"Zhaoyang, I'll leave first."

"I'll send you out."

Mi Cai nodded, and I helped her carry the convenient bag for the lunch box. As she walked towards the elevator, the two of them started chatting again. I asked her: "I want to help the owner of that coffee shop, but I don't know what method I want to hear your opinion."

"It is right that you have concerns. If a person like him has a strong artistic temperament, it will be difficult for him to accept it if he chooses the most straightforward way of help." After thinking about it, he said: "Tell him about your literary and artistic path. If he likes it, let him join your project. I think you have something in common, so it won't be too difficult to communicate!"

Mi Cai's words aroused my curiosity and asked, "Where do we have the same thing?"

“Nostalgia.”

This time I soon got her intention. I just asked Jian Wei, Fang Yuan and others. Isn’t it just a nostalgia? But I was a little puzzled. She seemed to reject this nostalgia, or the object of my nostalgia. Jian Wei could naturally understand it, but rejecting Fang Yuan surprised me. In short, after we reunited this time, love seemed to have become simple, but she became more complicated. This complexity and clarity existed in my man’s sixth sense, which made me feel a little uneasy.

The elevator door was opened, and I followed her to the outside of the office building and opened the car door for her. She said to me: "You go pick me up tonight, I'll go with your car."

I nodded, and she hugged me again, and then got into my car. I watched her disappear from my sight with a brief melancholy of parting, hoping in my heart how great it would be if she could be like this every day. Even if she continued to be her chairman of Zhuomei, we had no longer had those distances that were as if they were present because of some subtle intimacy in life.

.........

When I returned to the company, almost everyone looked at me with envy or surprise, and I was used to this kind of gaze, because Mi Cai had always had such energy to make others feel that being her boyfriend is the luckiest thing in the world, but they never saw it. Every time I broke up, I was in pain and felt that I was unwilling to try again in this life. So once I had the right opportunity, I used my marriage certificate to tie the lives of the two of us together.

I was busy in the office all afternoon. When the sun was drifting, I lit a cigarette, drank a glass of boiled water, and got out of my work state.

After standing alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, I subconsciously looked at the westernmost part of the city. What I thought of was the Changsha girl who had left this world. My mood was a little heavy. In fact, even if I had experienced one-third of my life, I had never seen a woman who turned dedication into a great woman. But she did it. She loved someone with her soul, so her departure was destined to be a lifelong regret for Xia Fanye, because there was no such a good woman in this world!

After extinguishing the cigarette in my hand, I picked up my briefcase and left the office. It was almost six o'clock at this time, and it was time for me to go to the appointment.

......

The hotel I was staying in was about to pick her up first, so I trotted out of the hotel with my handbag. As soon as I met, I put my hand on my shoulder and asked, "Zhaoyang, are you getting back with Mi'er?"

"Well, she made a special trip to my company at noon today and brought me food!"

"How is it? I must feel very happy when I lose it, right?"

"I can't help myself!"

"Then tell me how you got back together..."

I recalled that in fact, I didn’t understand how to get back together. In the image, we were just wet with a heavy rain, so I said, “It was a rain that washed away the misunderstanding between us!”

"This answer is really literary!"

cc Speaking of the word "literary art", I subconsciously thought of the cafe "west of the old city" and the owner Xia Fanye. With the mentality of matching them together, I asked, "cc Do you still like Robben?"

CC looked at me with a gloomy expression and said, "Can you ask more implicitly?"

"What's the use of being implicit in a world of red luoluo... You answer me!"

cc pondered for a while, his mood became significantly lower, and replied: "Can you forget a love that you have been persisting for several years?"

This result was within my expectations, and I remembered what Mi Cai said, let it go, so I didn't ask questions, opened the car door, but looked at me in confusion and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"I just hope you can live a new life quickly. If you walk so far, your youth will be over!"

cc shrugged and said, "My youth is for squandering. There is no way to go after it's gone... If you want to blame it, blame the world for being too ridiculous, and love is even more ridiculous!"

The word absurd seemed to force me to feel the pain of empathy. After a sigh, she signaled her to get in the car... But the back that fell under the neon light was still lonely because of the absurdity. I am not sure whether I have completely bid farewell to this absurdity now. I have a share for myself!

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Chapter completed!