Shi Yin remembered why the sound of music sounded familiar.

At this moment, this voice was ringing in her ears, not just through the phone, but clearly in her ears.

bgm from this restaurant.

Shi Yin: "..."

Shi Yin's face turned pale.

She almost jumped out of her chair, lowered her body, and looked around.

Gu Congli was separated from her by a long bar, leaning against the wall and looking in her direction.

The distance between the two people was a bit far, and his facial features could not be clearly seen, his expression was indistinct, and his voice was deep: "At home? Huh?"

"Editor-in-Chief, I was wrong. I was afraid you would think I was lazy." Shi Yin said pitifully.

From a distance, she saw Gu Congli smiling: "Are you afraid of me?"

Shi Yin nodded wildly: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

"come over."

She hesitated for a moment, then walked over with her bag.

She wore a pair of high-waisted wide-leg pants today. There is a big temperature difference between day and night in autumn. She added a small coat to the cream gray chiffon shirt. At this time, she took it off and hung it on the back of the chair. Her long hair was scattered with natural ends.

Volume, a bit gentle Japanese style outfit.

The heels are not high, but very thin, and a thin, white ankle is exposed under the trouser legs.

A few years have passed, Shi Yin's clothing has become more and more sophisticated, and the little girl wearing a T-shirt and sneakers has disappeared.

Although in Gu Congli's view, she is still young.

Just a little girl in her early twenties.

The little girl hung up the phone, walked over, stood in front of him, smiled silly at him, her expression was quite flattering: "Hey."

Gu Congli: "..."

Shi Yin blinked: "What a coincidence, you are also eating here."

Gu Congli looked at her calmly: "Your male companions have good taste in choosing restaurants."

She opened her eyes wide: "How did you know that I was going out to eat with a man?"

Gu Congli said nothing and raised his chin slightly behind her.

Shi Yin turned her head and looked around. Editor Yang had just arrived and was being led by the waiter to the table where she had just been sitting.

She honestly confessed: "I'm not familiar with him. This is the first time we go out to eat."

Gu Congli narrowed his eyes slightly: "I am familiar with Yang Jingwei, the editor-in-chief of Julu."

"Wow," Shi Yin looked at him eagerly and clapped his hands: "The editor-in-chief really knows everything."

Her flattery did not earn Gu Congli a single expression.

The representative figure of the Siberian Icefield is now so cold that ice particles fall from it.

Looking back, Editor Yang had already sat down and saw her clothes hanging next to her. He probably thought she had gone to the bathroom.

Shi Yin turned around: "Then I'll go have a meal first?"

Gu Congli: "Eat?"

Shi Yintan said: "We have made an appointment, I can't run away."

"Run."

She was stunned: "What?"

Gu Congli lowered his eyes with a gloomy expression: "Tell him something is wrong and then come home with me."

Shi Yin thought he heard wrongly: "Editor-in-Chief, you are so funny."

He smiled, raised his thin lips, and revealed a very light smile: "Do you think I'm joking?"

She looked back again and tried to reason with him: "Editor-in-chief, look, I'm sorry for deceiving you just now, but I really have no intention of changing jobs. Since I have handed over "Hongming Longque" to you,

I will not go back on my decision to continue serializing it in "Red Moon". Editor Yang and I just had a meal in private, the kind of thing between friends."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but every time she said another word, Gu Congli's expression became more gloomy.

He looked at her with dark brown eyes, and something seemed to rush out in the next second.

After a long while, he stared blankly and said softly: "Between friends? His thoughts about you are also between friends?"

Shi Yin was silent for a moment: "Yeah."

Gu Congli smiled angrily: "Either you go and tell him, or I go."

"……say what?"

"You have something to do and you don't want to eat."

"..."

Is there something the fuck wrong with you?

Shi Yin looked at him in disbelief.

She couldn't beg for mercy, nor could she argue with reason. This man was so inexplicable that she couldn't explain it with common sense. She also got angry: "Editor-in-Chief, you are my editor-in-chief, and I am your author. The relationship between us is work-wise.

If you are dissatisfied with anything at work, you can take care of it as you please. As for the other things - what he thinks about me and who I eat with, it has nothing to do with you at all, right? It was indeed my fault for lying just now. I'm sorry. I'm sincere.

Apologize, but you just came here and asked me to turn you down. I already made an appointment with someone else. Don’t you think you are a little bit confused?"

Taking a deep breath, he continued, "I am no longer your student, and you are no longer my teacher. I am an adult now, an adult with my own rights to live and make friends, and who can be responsible for my own actions."

Man, usually it’s a work matter, so I listen to you on everything, but isn’t it about this matter? Are you so controlling that you even want to interfere with the author’s private life?”

After the phone call ended, he thought he would get angry, but he didn't.

Gu Congli looked at her silently and said nothing.

After the two met again, Shi Yin never lost his temper.

Because he was Gu Congli, and because it was him, no matter how weird or incomprehensible his temper was, Shi Yin could not get angry with him.

It's just that this person is really too inexplicable this time.

Shi Yin felt like a fool, like a puppet on strings. She would do whatever he said and would not do it if she didn't obey him. She would get angry at every turn. Sometimes she didn't understand the reason at all and had no choice.

As long as the other party's name is Gu Congli, there is nothing she can do.

Whether it was six years ago or six years later.

There was nothing she could do.

Frustration, irritability, self-loathing, and some random weird emotions that had accumulated over a long period of time all spewed out like a volcano. Shi Yin felt inexplicably aggrieved and his eyes were sore.

She raised her hand, rubbed her nose gently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Gu Congli, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have liked you six years ago. It's all my fault. I caused you to be scolded and made you resign.

What I did was wrong. But you can't bully people like this."

"I didn't want to meet you again, I didn't want to like you, I didn't want to chase you again or have any contact with you other than work. I felt that I was really stupid at that time, so can you stop being such a weird person?

To me, I’m really—”

She didn't finish her words.

He suddenly raised his hand and covered her eyes.

Her vision was blocked, and it was dark and dark. After a while, she heard him sigh softly: "Why are you crying?"

It was like going back many years ago. The man stood at the door of the office against the light, and said to her in a low voice, like a sigh, why are you crying?

Shi Yin was stunned, biting the rest of the words on the tip of his tongue, raising his head and opening his mouth slightly.

"You should want to."

His cold and violent mood just now subsided, and his voice was as quiet as a calm lake: "You should think about meeting me again, liking me, chasing me, and having contact with me outside of work."

She stood there with no reaction, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

She blinked her eyes that were covered by him, and her eyelashes brushed against his cold, dry palm, making her feel numb and itchy.

Gu Congli lowered his hands.

The little girl's almond-shaped eyes were wet and she stared at him blankly.

He smiled, raised his hand to cover the top of her hair, and rubbed it gently: "Shi Yin, I've been chasing you, can't you see?"

Later, Shi Yin thought that if a person really has a revolving door before death and can recall and flash back all the episodes she has experienced in this life, this must be ranked among the most magical scenes in her life.

The moon in her water is the flower in the mirror, the delusions of her youth, her unreachability, standing in front of her and saying, I'm chasing you, can't you tell.

Shi Yin tried hard to recall every detail of the two people's interactions since they reunited, and even their expressions were blank.

Even if this was said by Gu Congli himself, her first reaction would always be: Are you fucking kidding me?

I really didn't see it.
To be continued...