I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 170 There are many ways of compensation

Song Qingyue sat alone on the sofa for a while, and glared resentfully at the man who was working seriously.

For a long while, no one spoke a word in the office.

No matter how unwilling she was, she finally chose to compromise, stepped forward and sat down on the chair, saw the documents accumulated on the desktop, took them resignedly, and studied them carefully.

The cooperation with DK is not over yet. Originally, she was in charge of this project, but later she suspended the work at hand because of her pregnancy, and the project she was originally in charge of was handed over to the people in the project department.

That's right, she was in charge of two important projects in the marketing department at the same time, and the people in the company were very dissatisfied at first, but now she squeezed Weng Zihan down as soon as she returned to the company, thinking about it with her toes, she knew that the people underneath She will never be convinced, Song Qingyue also has a deep feeling in her heart about how ugly the talk behind her back is.

It's just that when she comes back to the company this time, she has her own things to do, and she doesn't care what the people in the company think, and she doesn't care, as long as she doesn't meet anyone who finds fault face to face, she will just ignore it.

There is no project at hand, and work is not easy to go anywhere.

Weng Zihan's work ability is very strong, and the reports and data are quite perfect. Only the data reports of the past two months were found to be problematic by Song Qingyue.

She frowned, is this woman Weng Zihan deliberately trying to trouble her?By keeping such a bug, are you sure you won't expose her?

"What? Can't understand?"

Hearing Shen Yichen's voice, Song Qingyue didn't raise her head, "No."

With her eyebrows furrowed deeply, she started to rework the forms, went to the department again to find out the data reports of the past two months, carried them up and started to sort out the data again.

It's not difficult, she followed Shen Yichen for a few months at least, and she still understands the basic things, but it's too trivial, and she has to check and rearrange.

Busy and busy, the blink of an eye is a day.

He leaned back, put his hands on the back of his neck, and moved his sore neck.

She glanced at the touch-screen mobile phone on the table, turned on the screen and flicked with her long finger, and a text message jumped into it.

"Come down quickly after get off work, I'll wait for you below."

From the corner of the eye, I saw that the time in the lower right corner of the desktop was already nine o'clock, and this text message was sent in after seven o'clock.

Should we go?It's been more than two hours...

Song Qingyue simply cleaned up the desktop, turned off the computer and the lamp on the table.

When he left, he saw the empty office, his clear eyes were sad.

He worked so hard that he couldn't even remember when he left or when he was left alone...

After leaving the office, the sultry night wind blew in front of her, messing up her long black hair. She didn't like the feeling of suffocation, so she frowned.

It was another midsummer year, she thought that what should come would still come, no one could avoid it.

Last year, she clamored for a divorce, and the pain was unbearable; this year, she got divorced as she wished, and she had no hatred or resentment, but her heart was a little empty.

Standing on the side of the road in a daze, staring at the dim street lights, he was lost in thought.

Meng Jiang asked her if she was planning to become a monk when she often put on such a loveless face. She thought it was a good idea.

Jin Jingyu also said that she should be stronger, but it was tiring after being strong for a long time.

She is 26, her family is scattered, her child is gone, and she is alone and alone.

After she finishes what she should do, she may really find a quiet ancient temple in the mountains to practice.

"Di-"

The sharp horn sound cut through the silent and hot summer night. Song Qingyue followed the sound and looked over, but was dazzled by the high beam, and subconsciously reached out her hand to block it.

"What are you doing? I've been waiting for you here for more than two hours!"

Seeing that monstrous face in the lowered car window, Song Qingyue sighed, "Why haven't you left yet? What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Pick you up from get off work." Jin Jingyu said as a matter of course, "I don't care, this time you kept me waiting for you for more than two hours, you have to compensate me no matter what."

Song Qingyue glanced at him angrily, because she felt a little sorry for making him wait for two hours, she softened her attitude and got into the car, and said while fastening her seat belt, "That's it, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"Who told you to invite me to dinner?"

"Then what do you want?" Song Qingyue fastened her seat belt and looked straight at him with clear eyes.

"There are many ways of compensation, money, favors, and...flesh compensation. In fact, I don't mind you agreeing with your body, why don't you think about it?"

She sneered, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll get out of the car."

Jin Jingyu failed to see the emotion he wanted from the bottom of her eyes, his brown eyes flickered slightly, and the bottom of his eyes flashed a dark color of unknown meaning, he turned his head away and said, "I'm starving to death, go eat first."

It's not that Song Qingyue doesn't understand his thoughts, it's just that she doesn't want to respond.

She never believed that after she had truly loved someone, she still had the courage to choose again, at least she didn't.

Only Shen Yichen has occupied her life for ten years, no, it should be... 11 years.

How many decades can there be in life, Shen Yichen occupies half of it by himself, and when he leaves, his heart is completely empty.

There will be no second person to live in, and no need for others.

She was alone and fine.

……

Pushing open the door, the room was silent, only the neon lights reflected on the glass windows formed a painting.

The hand holding the bag tightened, Shen Yichen lowered his eyelashes and glanced at the lunch box in his hand, and when he left, he threw it into the trash can.

He almost forgot that the two of them were divorced, Song Qingyue would not wait for him to come back as before, and it was impossible for him to see her after he turned around.

Today, he could see Song Qingyue when he looked up, which gave him the illusion that the two of them hadn't divorced yet.

He felt a little regretful that it had come to this point.

In the past few days, he didn't go anywhere. He went downstairs to her house from time to time, or slept in the company. What didn't change was that the image of Song Qingyue would appear in his mind from time to time.

What I remember more clearly is the way she went mad and collapsed after the child was gone.

He chose to agree to the divorce because he didn't want to see her continue to be unhappy by his side.

Everyone was accusing him of being selfish, of not being emotional.

He was selfish and forcibly detained Song Qingyue by his side for his own selfish desire.

Now he let go, probably... because he slowly learned what love is.

Is it too late to understand?
It was so late that he understood, but Song Qingyue refused to stop.

……

When Song Qingyue saw the name of the restaurant through the car window, her eyes were slightly startled.

Hearing the sound of Jin Jingyu getting out of the car, she got out of the car as if waking up from a dream.

After reporting their names at the front desk, a waiter led them into the box.

"I heard the restaurant was good, so I made a reservation in advance."

The hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and she lowered her eyelashes and took a sip calmly.

"It's good."

I just ate too much and got a little greasy.

She used to love to eat food from Zhenxiu Pavilion, but later Shen Yichen would order takeaway from this restaurant from time to time, and would occasionally come to the store to eat, and if she ate too much, she would get tired.

Song Qingyue sneered, look, she herself is also a person who loves the new and dislikes the old.

She just picked two chopsticks and ate two bites, but she really lost her appetite and put down the chopsticks.

"I am full."

"Just eat that much?"

"Well, I'm full." After she was discharged from the hospital, her appetite became very bad.

She could barely eat a little, but not much. Jin Jingyu also knew her physical condition, so he didn't force her to eat.

Putting down the chopsticks, he said, "Let's go, I'll take you out for a stroll and send you back."

"But you..." Song Qingyue frowned slightly when she saw that he hadn't eaten a few bites at all, "You haven't eaten much, so eat some more! I'll wait for you here."

Jin Jingyu pulled her up, "No, I don't really want to eat either."

"After a day of tiredness, I'd better send you back to rest early."

"Okay..." Song Qingyue let him pull her out. On the corridor, she struggled and pulled out the arm that was being pulled by him.

Song Qingyue would take the opportunity to avoid the occasional intimacy, she didn't really want to get involved with Jin Jingyu.

In the long and quiet corridor, the delicate wall lamps glow with dim and ambiguous warm light.

When passing by a private room, Song Qingyue glanced inadvertently, and saw a drunken man in the room who was hugging a woman and drinking.

With a slight pause in her footsteps, she could see the other person's appearance clearly through the crack of the door.

"What are you looking at?"

"An acquaintance."

Jin Jingyu came back, stood behind her, followed her line of sight to look in, and after seeing the people in the box, his eyes were clear, "Do you want to wait?"

"No need." Song Qingyue said no, quickly took out her phone from her bag and took a few photos before pulling him away.

"What do you think they are related to?"

Jin Jingyu walked slowly beside her, and after hearing her words, he raised his lips indifferently and said, "It's nothing more than a play on the occasion, or a lover."

"Lover..." she laughed, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Ok?"

"Help me check them. It's better to take more photos, and it's better to get video."

She stopped two steps away from him, her brows and eyes were clear, and there was a sly smile in her eyes, and her brilliance was endless.

Jin Jingyu's thoughts moved slightly, he said, "Help you, how can I get paid?"

"... "

Seeing her silence, Jin Jingyu smiled nonchalantly, "I'm just joking with you, don't worry, of course I will help you with what you have to do."

……

Jin Jingyu sent her back to Lishui City, the car was parked downstairs of the apartment unit, he asked, "Are you really not considering moving? Living here, you will never forget Shen Yichen."

"I have no intention of forgetting him."

Song Qingyue unbuttoned her seat belt, her eyes were gentle, "I know you are very kind to me, sorry, I can't give you the same return."

"I hope you will remember that I chose to divorce Shen Yichen not because I don't love him anymore, but because I don't have the strength to bear the pain after being with him."

"Okay." Jin Jingyu turned her head abruptly and interrupted her, "Stop talking."

She glanced at Jin Jingyu, who had a tight jaw, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "You know it even if I don't tell you, why bother?"

"Don't talk too much, you are only 26 years old, not 56, 66, don't let yourself live lifelessly, the days are still so long, there are still many ten years in the future, I don't believe that I can't replace Shen Yichen's position. "

"What can be replaced, you and him are in different positions..." She was only 26 years old, but it seemed that centuries had passed.

"When I'm with Shen Yichen, there's too little happiness, and I cry more than I laugh."

"So you should start over and find someone who can make you smile all the time." Jin Jingyu hurriedly explained.

"Don't you know that the person who can make you laugh all the time can never replace the person who makes you cry, the pain is deep-rooted and will be remembered; happiness is short-lived, even if you think about it occasionally, you won't feel too deeply. She shook her head, "Don't waste your time on me. As for what kind of relationship you have with me, I think...I don't want to know at all now."

She is not interested, as long as she finishes her own business, she wants to leave here completely.

(End of this chapter)