My Boss, My First Love

On the white sand beach and the sky in the evening, a dazzling sunset glow is reflected. The beautiful color is reflected on the sea level, which immediately becomes a wonderful ink painting. A thin and tall figure stood in front of the beach, with a white light shirt and a pair of leisure linen trousers. The long hair was scattered at random behind the head. The beautiful and elegant figure of a woman seemed to be a picture in the eyes of others.

In this evening's beach, the sky and the earth, as well as her, become a charming scenery.

She is Suqin on vacation. In a flash, she has been here for three days. In these three days, she has closed all communications and just wants to be quiet. However, her heart is not as peaceful as the surface.

Always in the dead of night, she tosses and turns, she can't help but think of xuanyuanchen, close his eyes are him, his face, his figure, his voice.

Suqin is very clear that if duanzixuan is the one she once robbed, she will forget it. However, this man, she has this life is also difficult to forget the bitterness, because he occupies in her heart figure is too strong.

Before, she and duanzixuan loved each other so much that they often said sweet words to tell each other that he loved her and she also loved him.

However, such love, even in the face of the test, vulnerable.

Now, she doesn't even have the right to say love, but the figure of this man, but the overbearing brand into her soul, hard to erase.

However, this is the life she chose. No matter how bitter it is, it must be swallowed by herself.

In addition to reporting safety to her family at a certain time, she chose to shut down. Suqin overlooks the scenery. Suddenly, she hears a sound of pressing the shutter. She turns her head in surprise. Just behind her, a man with the appearance of an oriental man is pressing the shutter at her. Then, looking at her, he finds that he is a little flustered and embarrassed. He smiles and explains in English, "excuse me, I think your side face is very beautiful, so I can't help but want to take a picture and take a souvenir. Will you be angry? If you mind, I can delete it by

Suqin smiled and shook her head. She gathered her long hair. It's time for her to go back to the hotel. The young man around, immediately some reluctant to see her figure, and to Suqin walking in the beach figure took a few times, the effect picture is very good, and, inexplicably, he saw a trace of sadness in Suqin's back

breath, can not help but also make him feel heartache.

Did she suffer from emotional injury? The young man has a very beautiful face of an artist, and he is very young, about twenty-five or six years old. He looks at Suqin's back like a fan younger brother.

Although he didn't give up to miss the meeting with Suqin, he looked at the far away mature woman, her body exuded a sense of distance, he could only sigh.

In the evening, in the cafeteria of the hotel, Suqin's lonely figure is sitting by the window, and the thousands of lights in the distance are reflected on her, making her figure appear particularly Liao.

At this time, three or four young men and women came in, talking and laughing. One of the young men saw Suqin, and his eyes flashed with surprise and excitement.

He is the boy who secretly photographed Suqin in the afternoon. Suqin is like a goddess in his eyes.

He didn't expect that they would live in the same hotel. Suqin's figure sitting there still gave him a feeling of loneliness and heartache.

He thought, can you amuse her? Coax her? At least make her happy.

The man left his companion with the plate and came boldly to Suqin's side.

Suqin is casually eating the food on the plate. Suddenly, there is a person sitting opposite her. She looks up and takes a picture of the young man in the afternoon.

"Hello, do you mind if I sit here?" The young boy asked shyly, at the same time, there was expectation in his eyes.

Although Suqin didn't like being disturbed, she was not the kind of person who refused to be disturbed. She chuckled and said, "don't mind."

"My name is Wen Yang. What's your name? Which country are you from? "

Suqin immediately called out his name in Chinese, "Wen Yang?"

"So we are compatriots! Great. Yes, my name is Wen Yang. I'm a photographer. What's your name? "

"May I not say it?" Suqin asked politely.

Wen Yang nodded. At the moment, his eyes were full of joy. As long as Suqin could take care of him, he would feel very happy.

Wenyang is also very elegant with the meal, eyes carefully looking at Suqin, in his heart, Suqin is like a beautiful and refined goddess, because Suqin has goddess like temperament.

Tall, charming, delicate features, elegant temperament, in the eyes of men, it is probably the most beautiful appearance of a woman!

"I'll go first." Su Qin picked up the bag, said politely to Wen Yang, and got up to leave.

Wen Yang watched her, at this time, his friend immediately came to tease him, "Hey, Wen Yang, how dare you! You dare to flirt with such a cold goddess. "

"I think her body exudes a kind of lovelorn atmosphere. I just want to make her happy." Wen Yang chuckles. There are some big boys in his eyes.

"She is obviously older than you!"

"She's beautiful, like a work of art." In Wen Yang's eyes, there is a light of infatuation.

Other boys, though they also feel this way, but women like Suqin, they have no courage to provoke. When Suqin returned to the hotel room, she stayed in a room facing the sea. The night scene was also very beautiful. She poured a glass of red wine for herself and sat on the sofa on the balcony, just looking at the stars in the distance. She could sit for an hour.

But most of the time in the daze, the mind can not control to think of a man, a think, the eyes on the astringent, sad strong cover in her body.

She lets the sadness cover her like a net, she has already fallen in love with this kind of sadness to despair taste. For a few days here! Every day, she is like this, that is, can not stop the sadness, then let them unbridled!

Home, presidential palace.

Xuanyuanchen's work is as usual. He deals with his official affairs and works and sleeps regularly. However, he is just too calm to worry about.

Li Sen is the one who worries most. He has never seen Xuanyuan Chen like this. He deals with everything without expression, as if in him, there is no more seven emotions and six desires except peace. Just like a person's heart is dead and his soul loses its color, it will not affect him to do anything. He becomes a machine and responds to his responsibilities.