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Substitute Love in the World of Technology
墨書 Inktalez
She was a girl passionate about technology, who unexpectedly met the aloof man. As their collaboration deepened, she discovered that she was merely a substitute. In her anger, she resolutely left, only to find herself trapped in a new company's predicament. He rescued her, but was his appearance sincere or did he have ulterior motives?
I am Su Yao, working at a tech innovation company, with an uncontrollable enthusiasm for new things. At the year-end tech party, the mingling scents of electronic devices and perfume filled the air, and the dazzling lights made it hard to see. I was deeply engrossed in the VR experience area when I suddenly bumped into someone, spilling my electronic drink.
Looking up, I saw Lu Jingxuan. Dressed in an exquisite business suit, he was handsome and capable. His brows furrowed slightly, and for a moment, anger flashed in his eyes before he returned to calmness. Coldly, he said, "Be careful," and walked away.
I was stunned; how could someone be so indifferent? He was completely different from anyone I knew, leaving me perplexed! Later, our company collaborated with Lu Jingxuan's family business on the Smart Wearable Devices project. During the preparatory meeting, our team's proposal stood out among many others and caught Lu Jingxuan's attention.
He sat at the end of the conference table with a serious expression, exuding a powerful aura. As I presented my ideas, he listened intently; his gaze was like a nail driving into me, making me feel somewhat uneasy.
The project took us to the Remote Mountain Area for testing at the research base. The air there was refreshingly pure, and the morning birdsong was particularly pleasant. Suddenly, the equipment malfunctioned with a piercing sound. In my panic, I crouched down to check it; my usual calmness vanished without a trace.
After a busy period, some functions were restored, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. My colleagues also relaxed, and the tense atmosphere that had just enveloped us dissipated like smoke.
That evening, we sat in the yard gazing at the stars. I shared my thoughts about integrating technology and art into Smart Wearable Devices with Lu Jingxuan. He listened intently, leaning slightly forward.
When he spoke about the challenges of transforming his family business, his voice was steady and resolute. I couldn't help but feel that he was fundamentally different from those wealthy young men who only knew how to indulge in pleasure.
Once, in his office, I managed to crack an encrypted file. His spacious and tidy office exuded an air of seriousness. When I saw the contents of the file, it felt like a thunderbolt struck me. The photos and information about his first love indicated that I might just be a substitute. It felt as if I had been stabbed deeply in the heart! I had always believed that I was unique in his eyes, only to discover that I might merely be a replacement. This realization plunged me into unbearable pain.
At that time, there was fierce conflict between the reformists and conservatives within his company. Lu Jingxuan came to me, hoping for my support. The thought of being a substitute ignited a surge of anger within me. I shouted at him, "You think of me as a stand-in, and now you want me to help you? Don't even think about it!" With that, I turned on my heel and left him standing there in shock.
After leaving Lu Jingxuan, I struggled with inner turmoil. I knew I had fallen for him, but the idea of being a substitute felt like a thorn embedded in my heart. I wanted to distance myself from him and start anew, so I joined an Artificial Intelligence Art Creation Startup.
Before entering the new company, I glanced in the direction where Lu Jingxuan was, my heart filled with mixed emotions—resentment towards him and a twinge of reluctance. But I gritted my teeth and walked into the new company without looking back.
The new office was cramped, with a pungent smell from the recent renovations. The nearly wilted plants in the corner only added to the sense of decay. With funding shortages and outdated research equipment, the noise when we started up was deafening.
Talent continues to flow away, and seeing those empty desks fills me with anxiety.
Marketing is fraught with difficulties; investors are indifferent, competitors plagiarize ideas and maliciously slander us, adding insult to injury. At the exhibition, my work was slandered by the Plagiarist. The exhibition hall was bustling with people, the noise incessant. The Plagiarist was shouting loudly, brandishing forged evidence. I felt as if I had been pushed into a dark abyss, utterly despairing. Just when I was at a loss, Lu Jingxuan appeared.
He calmly demanded that the Plagiarist present solid evidence. His voice was steady and powerful, instantly commanding the room's attention. Experts were called in to assess the situation, and they approached their evaluations with rigor and seriousness. In the end, it was proven that my work was original, and the Plagiarist received the punishment he deserved. Only then did I realize that he had been quietly supporting me from behind.
In a gallery filled with an artistic atmosphere, Lu Jingxuan confessed his feelings to me. The lighting in the gallery was dim yet just right, and a massive abstract painting on the wall stood out prominently, symbolizing the complex emotions between Lu Jingxuan and me. He stood before me, his eyes filled with sincerity. He admitted that he had initially focused on me for the wrong reasons, but now I was the most cherished person in his heart.
I felt conflicted; on one hand, his sincerity moved me, but on the other hand, I feared being hurt again. After a moment of hesitation, I said to him, "I'll give you another chance. If you deceive me again, you'll never see me again!"
After successfully innovating our business, we went to the seaside to celebrate. The sea breeze brushed against us as gentle waves lapped at the shore. Lu Jingxuan held my hand, his eyes filled with deep affection. He took out a pair of Shell Earrings and placed them on me, whispering, "This is our memento."
At that moment, seagulls flew overhead as we embraced, our love mingling with the sea breeze.
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