The alarm clock beeped insistently, jolting me awake from my desk. The sunlight streaming through the window was blinding, a stark reminder that I had returned to the modern world.
“Meng Er…” His deep voice seemed to echo in my ears.
I shook my head vigorously, trying to push those memories out of my mind. It had been a week since I returned; it was time to focus!
“Ding! Host’s longing value has reached its peak!” The system suddenly chimed in.
“Why are you still here?” I was taken aback. “Didn’t you say you’d leave once the mission was complete?”
“Tsk,” the system replied lazily, “Seeing how much you miss him, how could I bear to leave?”
I shot a glare at the system and turned back to organize my things. Yes, I had been transferred to a branch office. A new job, a new environment—perfect for forgetting that person.
But why did I still think of his long fingers gently brushing over the pages while sorting documents? Why did his serious profile during discussions by candlelight flash through my mind during meetings?
“Li Meng,” the secretary knocked and entered, “The new boss is starting today; everyone is required in the conference room.”
I sighed; adapting to a new leader was always the most troublesome part of work. I hoped this new boss wouldn’t be too difficult…
As I pushed open the conference room door, my movements suddenly froze—standing in front of the projection screen was a man with sharp brows and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and an extraordinarily handsome face that perfectly matched the person in my memories.
“Ding! Detected a handsome guy identical to Xiao Yuan!” The system squealed with excitement.
“Shut up!” I mentally yelled, but my eyes couldn’t tear away from that figure. He wore a well-tailored suit, exuding an indescribable elegance with every gesture, yet those pitch-black eyes seemed even more piercing than I remembered.
“Hello everyone, I am the newly appointed General Manager, Xiao Yuan.” His voice was deep and rich, just like that person!
My heart skipped a beat. Could it be this coincidental? Even the name was the same?
“Ding! The male lead has undoubtedly been reincarnated!” The system danced with glee.
I was about to tell the system to calm down when our eyes met. His dark gaze fixed on me, strangely familiar yet unexplainably warm.
“Li Meng,” he suddenly spoke, “Come to my office later.”
I was stunned: How did he know my name? Could it be… No, no, he must have seen the employee records. I silently encouraged myself: This is modern society; there’s no such thing as reincarnation. But why did his gaze feel so tender?
After the meeting ended, I nervously knocked on the General Manager's office door.
“Come in.” That same deep voice called out.
As I opened the door, a faint scent of pine wafted through the air. My heart skipped another beat—this scent was identical to that person’s!
He stood by the window, his silhouette tall and striking against the light. Dressed in a modern suit, he inexplicably reminded me of the time he wore a brocade robe under the moonlight.
"Li Meng," he turned around, his gaze piercing as it locked onto mine. "Tell me, have we met somewhere before?"
My breath caught in my throat. How did this sound so much like a workplace pickup line?
"Perhaps the General Manager has seen my profile," I tried to keep my voice steady.
"Is that so?" He suddenly stepped closer, leaning in to whisper in my ear, "Then why did your eyes turn red the moment you saw me?"
Panic surged within me: Did he notice?!
"Um... it might be because the air conditioning is too dry..." I stammered an explanation.
"The air conditioning is too dry?" He chuckled softly, his voice low and unsettling. "Then why are your ears flushed now, hmm?"
His tone and manner of speaking were eerily reminiscent of someone else! I took a step back. "General Manager, this isn't appropriate..."
"What’s inappropriate about it?" He grasped my wrist gently yet firmly, making it impossible to pull away. "Have you forgotten? Hundreds of years ago, you were already mine."
I trembled all over. "What... what are you saying?"
"Meng Er," his voice softened suddenly, "I’m sorry to have kept you waiting."
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