I have no habit of choosing beds, yet I find myself sleepless night after night in the hotel. Staying in the best hotel room near the company, I realize that loneliness has no correlation with price, especially when there is no one around, it feels particularly heavy.
Every time it gets a bit late, lying in bed for too long, my eyes open unconsciously, staring at the ceiling for a while before I come to my senses, realizing my mind is filled with beautiful memories of Wang Xu.
I met Wang Xu in a university club. It wasn't love at first sight, but as we spent more time together, our feelings grew. We fell for each other almost simultaneously; holding hands came naturally, as if it was meant to be.
Not to mention making others envious, we indeed made quite a few people green with jealousy. Although college romances may seem trivial—studying in the library, strolling hand in hand on campus, our first hug, our first kiss—I experienced the sweetness of love in our simple interactions.
I love Wang Xu more deeply and blindly as time goes on.
After starting a relationship with Wang Xu, I naturally stopped thinking about marriage. Perhaps from that moment on, my concept of marriage was only related to one person.
It sounds funny now, but when I heard the phrase "one life, one couple," I thought it referred to me and Wang Xu.
During this time, I've cried countless times. Yet even when I think of Wang Xu's good qualities, I can still smile and reminisce fondly.
Around four or five in the morning, I fell asleep sweetly and woke up a bit late without worry; the company is just around the corner from the hotel. A quick walk downstairs and a turn around the corner leads me there. However, today’s routine meeting is important, so I can't afford to be late. After a quick wash-up and missing breakfast, I head to the office.
By the time I arrive, Sister Lu is already there.
She looks up at me and smiles slightly: “Xiao Jun, your outfit looks nice these past few days.”
I know she’s referring to how wrinkled my clothes were from squeezing into the subway a few days ago. Perhaps it’s just a joking reminder; if I took it too seriously, that would be petty of me.
I returned a smile and took a deep breath, busying myself with today's tasks at my desk. At a quarter past ten, I got up to help prepare the meeting room. It was my first time attending, and with Lu Ming coming over, I had to muster all my energy as a little assistant.
Around half past ten, the relevant personnel entered the meeting room one after another. Lu Ming arrived early, which surprised me a bit. When our eyes met briefly, I quickly looked away and lowered my head.
Today, aside from feeling a bit sluggish and not wearing any makeup, I shouldn't have given them any leverage against me.
After serving tea to everyone, I took a seat to the left of Sister Lu.
The meeting began with Lu Ming's speech; everything was orderly, though the atmosphere was slightly tense, which was to be expected.
As discussions and analyses about the company's new projects for next year unfolded, I, as a new assistant, couldn't interject and could only focus on taking notes diligently, worried that Lu Ming might glance over occasionally and notice something off about me.
Sister Lu was giving a detailed report while I listened intently. Before long, the door to the meeting room suddenly swung open, and everyone turned to look. Only I remained pale-faced as I glanced over.
An angry mother-in-law stood at the door, squinting her eyes as she scanned everyone inside. Finally, her gaze landed on me, and her expression darkened further. Without hesitation, she started marching toward me while shouting.
"Zhuang Jun! You shameless vixen!"
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