His Canary

When Dong Ci went to the interview again, she intentionally put a decorative ring on her hand.

The interview was exceptionally successful, and the recruitment supervisor was very satisfied after reading her resume. When he stood up and prepared to shake hands with Dong Ci, Dong Ci suddenly took off the ring.

"The tattoo on Miss Dong's hand ..."

The smile on the supervisor's face froze, and he shrugged back his hand slightly, glancing at her tattoo from time to time. "That, Miss Dong, I am very satisfied with your resume, but let's go back and wait for the notice!"

"..." This time, Dong Ci finally believed what Shi Ze said.

Jing, Rong.

Dong Ci meditated on the name in his heart, and the hatred in his heart overflowed. At this moment she finally understood why Jing Rong would let herself go so easily.

In the same place, Dong Ci met Shi Ze again, and his company should be nearby. This is a prosperous area, and now he should be doing well. Every day, there are always suits and luxury cars.

Dong Ci's expression dimmed, she silently lowered her head and turned to prepare to go the other way.

"Xiaoci!"

Shi Ze still found her. He walked a few steps to Dong Ci, looked at the resume she was holding, and asked. "Are you still looking for a job?"

Dong Ci has never concealed his emotions. Shi Ze easily knew that her interview was not smooth, so he hesitated and said. "Xiaoci, why don't you come to my company first."

"Although the company is not under my control, I am a manager anyway, so stay with me and be my secretary."

Shi Ze's father started a company. Although the scale is small, the operation is very stable, and there is already a trend of getting bigger and bigger.

If Dong Ci entered the company of Shi Ze at this time, once Jing Rong knew, he would not let them go according to his temperament. Dong Ci knew that Shi Ze must have thought of this, so he only hesitated when he said this.

But he finally said it, which touched Dong Ci a little.

"No need." She didn't want to trouble Shi Ze, so she smiled slightly and refused it very gently. "I will only make clothes, I will not do anything else."

Looking for a job is to feed myself, to find a job related to fashion design, but to complete the pity for his father. Although Jing Rong repeatedly obstructed, she would not give up.

How could Shi Ze not understand her thoughts? A guilt flashed in his eyes, and when he saw Dong Ci wanting to go, he took her wrist reflectively.

"Xiaoci, I have been back for so long and I haven't had time to invite you for a meal. It might as well be today."

"It's just a narrative between old friends, just ... I want to tell you something."

"..."

Dong Ci wanted to refuse.

She knew that although Jing Rong let her go, she always saw a black car following her when she went out in recent days, without knowing who it was. So she always wanted to keep a distance from Shize. On the one hand, she was scared because she didn't dare to rely on others anymore. On the other hand, she was afraid that things of herself and Jingrong would involve him.

"Okay." After Dong Ci determined that there was no black car around, she agreed to Shi Ze. Those who have always wanted to ask but have never had the opportunity to ask, should also take advantage of today to ask a clear question.

Shi Ze took her to a high-end restaurant. He seemed to be very familiar with it. He looked serious when he didn't smile, but Dong Ci always felt that he was different.

When she was young, Shi Ze also asked her to eat several times, but both of them were on the street stalls or small restaurants, surrounded by noisy crowds, and the tables and chairs were not clean because they were old.

At that time, Shi Ze's eyebrows were thin, although she was crowded in the same alley-filled alley, but she had an extraordinary temperament. Dong Ci often ridiculed that he would always see the secular feathers rise to the fairy.

But now? Dong Ci felt strangely integrated with this place.

Shi Ze no longer had the temperament of her youth, and her face had not changed, but the feeling she once gave her was gone.

"..."

Shi Ze ordered a bottle of red wine, he pushed the glass towards Dong Ci, smiled slightly, and said. "Have a drink, maybe we can all use it for today's chat."

He first took a few sips of his own, and saw Dong Ci didn't move, nor forced, but just sighed and went straight to the topic. "Xiaoci, I actually went to him after learning that you were married to Jingrong."

Shi Ze seemed to be caught in the memories of the time. He smiled bitterly and drank another drink. "You know, my dad started a small company, and with the power of Jingrong, he can destroy it by moving his fingers."

"So he forced you to go abroad?" Dong Ci secretly clenched his fists.

She should have guessed long ago, otherwise why would Ze Ze go abroad for no reason? In the end, she actually killed him.

"Are you forced? It doesn't count." Shi Ze shook his head and stared at Dong Ci deeply. There was struggle and guilt in it, but he finally opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Sorry." In the end, he only said these three words.

Dong Ci didn't know what Jing Rong said to Shi Ze, but she could feel that this memory was very deep for him, and even ... brought some embarrassment.

"I have sent you text messages. I always thought that you wouldn't go to the airport to see me until you saw the text message, but I didn't realize it until I met you again when I returned to China. The text message might not be seen without you. "

"I did not receive it. Jingrong told me the news you were leaving."

"..." When it comes to the end, it turns out that everything is because of Jingrong.

From the disgust and hatred at the beginning, Dong Ci is now somewhat numb when he hears the name again. She sighed slightly, having no intention of eating, so she was ready to leave.

"and many more."

When Dong Ci stood up, Shi Ze suddenly stopped her.

A few consecutive cups of diarrhea may have given him some courage. He seemed to want to tell him something, but when he saw Dong Ciwang looking at him, he suddenly turned his eyes and dared not look at her.

"I don't want to lie to you. Actually, it's not Jingrong's me who went abroad."

"I needed development at the time, I wanted ability, I wanted to make myself strong, so I didn't want to give up the opportunity to go abroad, Jing Rong ... didn't force me."

"Everything is voluntary."

"Xiaoci, sorry."

After finishing these words, Shi Ze drank his head again and drank a glass of wine. He became more and more afraid to look at Dong Ci, his head hanging down, losing his pride.

"No sorry."

Even Dong Ci didn't know why she was so calm at this time. She shook her head slightly and said bitterly. "You are not sorry for me, you are just doing what you should do."

She didn't blame him, and she knew Shi Ze was right.

Although the two grew up together, Shi Ze has no obligation to leave all the good to her. After all, he also has his own family, and he always has to consider himself.

Dong Ci knew that Shi Ze had not told her all the truth, but she should have guessed the rest.

At this moment, she was looking at Shizawa's guilty face, and finally found out what was different.

Suddenly, Dong Ci understood that when he was young, he didn't ask for anything and didn't want to think about anything, so instead of caring about rights and money, you could only pursue purity and likes. And when you grow up, you realize that the things you didn't care about only make you hard to do.

You do n’t need money, you do n’t want to be ordinary, but you ca n’t protect the people you want to protect.

Dong Ci smiled, she picked up the wine glass, faced Shi Ze in one fell swoop, her voice said softly. "Drink this glass of wine, I hope that we can forget the past."

She would forget the back of Shi Ze's head that she didn't look back at that time, and also hope that Shi Ze would no longer struggle with her choice at that time.

Respecting the past, a glass of spirits, the smoke disappeared in the past, no one should look back.

"..."

Dong Ci left, leaving only an empty wine glass, Shi Ze closed his eyes slightly, and after speaking those words, he finally relaxed a lot.

Shi Ze admitted that when he was young, he had liked Dong Ci, but that feeling was not strong. Sometimes he can't tell whether he has more love for Dong Ci or more affection, so he is often confused.

After learning that she was surrounded by scenery, Shi Ze was sad, but the more feeling was not lost, but Qi Dongci did not find a right person to love her.

"Don't you just rely on yourself to be powerful? Do you think you can get her by doing this?"

"You are wrong, I do not rely on money and power, but on any means."

Shi Ze remembered that when he saw Jing Rong at that time, the confident smile on Jing Rong's face was very unsightly. He didn't understand that it was obviously about the same age, but why could he be higher than him.

"You are not as cruel as me, nor as decisive as me, and even you can't tell what you want, what kind of qualification do you have for me?

He admits that every sentence of Jing Rong at that time poke into his heart. Instead of looking at his style and methods, he only looked at Jing Rong. Shi Ze had to say that he really admired him.

"Give you an opportunity to go abroad, choose whether to continue ordinary, or strive for the future glory, as you want."

"..."

Shi Ze grew up in an instant. He wanted to be mature and wanted to be able to protect the people he loved. He spent many years abroad for this purpose.

But later he discovered that some people, perhaps by their own efforts, could not be surpassed. Now that he has returned to China, he finds that he wants to protect and no longer needs him. And he still has no ability to protect her.

This may be the most powerless thing in life.

Shi Ze lifted the glass and lifted it in the direction of Dong Ci's departure, he said softly. "it is good."

If you can, then forget about the past.

...

When Dong Ci walked back to his community, it was already dark.

A car drove past her, then stopped her way at a tricky angle, Dong Ci stopped quietly and turned to walk in the other direction.

"So you don't want to see me?"

A familiar voice came from behind, and the door was slammed shut by someone. Obviously, the person coming was not in a good mood.

Jing Rong caught up with her in a few steps, and pulled her shoulders strongly, leaving her nowhere to retreat, and said quietly. "Look up at me."

"Okay!"

As soon as the words "pa-" fell, Dong Ci raised his hand and slapped **** his face. She looked up, but her eyes were flushed with water, and she stared at him fiercely, suppressing her voice and asked. "When will you let me go?"

The strength of the palm was not small, Jing Rong was beaten slightly, his breath was colder, but surprisingly calm.

"Drinked?"

Jing Rong gently grabbed her little trembling hand and carefully wrapped her in her palm. He sighed, then laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Xiaoci is hitting someone for the first time, look scared, his hands are still shaking."

"Are you afraid of me?"

He was like a hypocritical demon, with a false smile on his face, but the look in his eyes was cold and cold. "Don't be afraid, I hurt you so much, even if you hit me, I won't fight back."

"let me go!"

How could Dong Ci believe him, she tried hard to pull her hand out of his palm, but Jing Rong grasped tighter and harder, as if to crush her hand. In the end Dong Ciren couldn't bear it, so he bit it directly on his wrist.

"Bite me again."

Jing Rong snorted as if he could feel no pain. He stretched his hands and slowly rubbed her naked / exposed neck in front of him, then squeezed hard after finding a certain part, Dong Ci snorted loosely mouth.

"Xiao Ci seems to bite me every time he loses his temper. This habit is really bad."

Maybe it was patience, or maybe the gentle appearance could not fit anymore. Jing Rong slammed her into the wall of the car behind her, and said coldly. "How about me as your husband, help you change it?"

It seemed that the long-suppressed anger finally broke out, and Jing Rong kissed her lips tightly against her body. A kiss is worse than a brutal bite, and the **** smell in the mouth is very heavy.

"Woo ..."

When Jing Rong reached into her clothes, Dong Ci cried, and the salty tears ran down her cheeks to the corners of her lips, and finally was rolled into his mouth by Jing Rong. Then, his body stiffened. Did not move.

"Don't cry."

Her eyes were wet with tears, helpless and lonely inside, Jing Rong pumped in her heart, raised her hands to help her wipe away the tears, and said softly. "Xiaoci, don't cry."

At that moment, he even regretted his rudeness.

"How can you let me go?" Dong Ci turned his head to avoid his touch.

"You suppress me everywhere, so that I have no work, no friends, do you think I can come back to you like this?"

"Jingrong, I tell you, even if Dong Ci is dead, I won't look back at you again!"

"..."

"Do you really hate me that much?"

This is really the most vicious sentence that Jing Rong has heard. At this time, his heart is like being pinched desperately. His painful breathing is difficult, but he still can't bear to hurt the person in front of him.

"I'm sorry." From small to large, this is Jing Rong's first apology.

His tall body enveloped her and leaned over to hug her gently, as if softly without any effort. As if he had lost all his strength, he buried his head in her collar and whispered:

"Come on, I won't force you anymore."

The moonlight was desolate, and Dong Ci showed no mercy when she pushed him away. She never looked at Jing Rong from beginning to end, so she didn't see the sadness that flashed in Jing Rong's eyes.

Jing Rong watched her leave without blinking. When the back disappeared completely, he looked up at the crescent moon above his head. The squinted eyes were filled with the moonlight, and there was a little shimmering light. The trace, or his eyes shined originally.

There are still marks on her wrists that have been bitten by her, and even pain. Jing Rong stroked the circle of tooth marks slowly with his fingertips, then kissed gently with his thin lips, his black eyes shining brightly.

"Xiaoci."

He knew that she had gone, but he still called her, and his voice was very close, with a lifetime of obsession.

There seemed to be a thousand words to speak, but Jing Rong finally smiled, enchanted and evil.

"..."