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Xu Youning's hand was awkwardly placed on the switch of the backseat door, neither holding on nor letting go. She really didn't want to sit in the passenger seat. As soon as she got in, she moved to the backseat, and now she found herself in a dilemma.
Fortunately.
He spoke up, "Come to the front seat; I have some questions I want to discuss with you." He turned his head and looked into her eyes. His eyes were truly dark and bright; it seemed like he never stayed up late, so they were clear without any impurities, not even a hint of bloodshot. She felt as if she could see herself reflected in his eyes.
"Okay." At last, she gave herself a reasonable excuse to move forward, even though she still felt a bit uneasy inside.
After the car had traveled a good distance, no one spoke. The flow of air seemed to slow down, making it hard to breathe. Fu Meng felt like she was about to suffocate. Just as she organized her thoughts to break the silence, a sudden voice interrupted her.
"Where did you go to university after graduating high school?" His voice was truly pleasant—not the magnetic richness described in her novels, but an indescribable deepness and calmness.
With time's passage, that bright and passionate voice unique to youth had long since vanished without a trace. What she heard now was something special, imbued with his stories. Later, when she saw a certain color, she suddenly felt it resembled his voice—a cool hue with simple lines.
But now, what lingered in her mind was particularly distinctive.
"I attended university in B City, studying Chinese Language and Literature." She didn't look up at him but continued to gaze through the car window at the rapidly changing street scenery while answering his question.
"Mm." He didn't say much more, seemingly just wanting to follow up on his earlier statement about having questions for her.
The car fell silent again; no one spoke.
She pondered for a while, wanting to ask him about himself. However, after thinking for a long time, she didn't know how to start or which question to ask first. Should she ask where he went to university? Whether he was still alone? If his relationship with his parents had improved? Or should she inquire if he was still angry about his sudden departure back then and how she should apologize?
No matter how you calculate it, he is a very special person in her youth.
And she doesn't want him to only become a part of the past.
Without giving her too much time to think, they had already arrived at the place where everyone agreed to have dinner.
Assistant Fu Meng was the first to get out of the car, eagerly taking a breath of the fresh air outside, finally feeling like she was truly alive again.
Guessing the time, the director and the others must have arrived first.
In the elevator, Chen Jahan received a call from the director, asking where they were.
He only said a few words before hanging up.
While he was looking at his phone, she could clearly see him through the mirror in the elevator.
It was unclear what kind of people they belonged to, but they were those who had always been dazzling and special since childhood. Perhaps when God created them, He specially labeled them, so they were not born from mass production but were instead given special care from a young age.
She didn't know if her gaze was too earnest and intense, but the person who looked down noticed her and suddenly caught sight of her in the mirror. At the moment their eyes met, she didn't panic; she simply smiled at him. He stared into her eyes for quite a while, and even in the elevator's mirror, one could see the sparkle in her eyes.
As soon as they sat down, Fu Meng couldn't wait to complain to her colleagues about how miserable she was. She expressed her confusion about why their usual boss was acting differently today; she couldn't figure out what had caused this sudden change in atmosphere.
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