Xi Jia declined, saying she didn't want to see Ji Qingshi yet.
Ji Qingshi sighed helplessly, "How long are you going to keep throwing this tantrum?"
Xi Jia: "Second brother, I can't forgive you anytime soon."
There was a moment of silence on the phone.
"Second brother, if you don't love Ye Qiu, why did you accept her? I used to think that the people around me, whether family or friends, were all decent people."
And what was the result?
Ji Qingshi did not offer any explanation.
Xi Jia: "Wu Yang, he's just like you, a total jerk. The only difference between you and him is that the woman you like didn't come back to you. Wu Yang's ex came back to him, and he's conflicted. His current girlfriend doesn't know yet."
Ji Qingshi pressed his temples. “Jiajia, you haven’t experienced enough. No relationship is pure. Love isn’t as faithful and epic as you write about, nor is it the so-called ‘one love for life’ that you’re talking about.”
If you don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much.
Xi Jia hung up the phone.
Ji Qingshi tossed his phone aside.
Outside the window, all I could see were cars.
It's so congested.
Xi Jia had originally planned to have a little fun tonight, but Ji Qingshi's words dampened her good mood by half.
Men are all so heartless.
Xi Jia dialed Ye Qiu's number and started the car.
Ye Qiu had just finished work and hadn't had time to remove her makeup yet.
"Missing me?"
Xi Jia: "Yeah, without you in Beijing, my life has lost its color."
"Just say you have no one to hang out with, instead of being so dramatic."
Xi Jia smiled.
She recounted how her car had broken down, asking, "Guess which kind person helped me fix it?"
Ye Qiu thought for a moment, "Mo Yushen?"
"Zhou Mingqian".
"Damn, what a coincidence."
Ye Qiu added, "A tragic fate."
Xi Jia: "I have no connection with him at all." She rubbed her ears and turned the volume down. She didn't know what had happened just now, but she had a moment of tinnitus.
She thought it was because the volume was too loud.
Ye Qiu asked curiously, "You still remember Zhou Mingqian?"
Xi Jia: "Hmm." She herself was also puzzled.
The reason is: "I grew up watching his dramas and have always admired him."
Ye Qiu: "It's possible that you remembered him because you talked about him all the time in previous years. But if he appears in your life in the last year, you'll probably forget him."
Maybe.
Ye Qiu has managed to summarize some patterns in Xi Jia's memories over this period of time; she still remembers the people who appeared and the events that happened in earlier years.
But in the past year, especially in the last six months, I can only remember a very few of the people I've met.
Ye Qiu asked with concern, "What have you been busy with these past two days? Do you remember?"
Xi Jia: "I don't remember. I've basically forgotten what I did yesterday. Now, all I know I have to do every day is train and revise the script when I get home. I can't think of anything else to do."
Ye Qiu: "You didn't write down what happened that day in your notebook?"
Xi Jia: "I wrote it down, but when I looked at the contents of the notebook, I didn't feel anything. It was like someone else's business, and it had nothing to do with me. I didn't feel familiar with it."
Ye Qiu comforted her, "After the competition, you can go back to the mountains and take three more courses of medicine. Maybe you'll get better. It's okay."
Xi Jia smiled faintly.
She knew that some brain damage was irreversible; if you can't remember, you just can't remember.
Ye Qiu didn't bring up the topic again. Instead, he mentioned Mr. Yue's work, saying that Xinglan had started holding auditions for supporting roles.
She was very interested in the role of the youngest daughter in the film.
His career was fraught with setbacks, and his love life was also full of twists and turns.
"Jia, when I go back to Beijing next month, I'll go audition for the role of the youngest daughter."
Xi Jia's motivation to adapt the script increased even more. "Then wish us both good luck. A third-rate screenwriter paired with a nobody like you."
She asked Ye Qiu, "Who plays the female lead and the second female lead?"
Ye Qiu shook his head, "It hasn't been officially announced yet. It'll probably be announced after the script is finalized."
However, there have been rumors circulating in the industry that the female lead might be Jiang Qin, and the second female lead is supposedly Xiang Luo.
As for Zhou Mingqian's final choice, who knows?
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Xi Jia drove around the Second Ring Road, and along the way, she didn't know what she was thinking.
Later, as she drove, she came to a sycamore-lined path.
She remembered the road, but she couldn't recall who she had walked it with.
Xi Jia parked her car on the side of the road and bought a bottle of water at a convenience store.
Leaning back in his chair, he glanced at the street scene from the side.
Actually, the lighting here is just average, and the lights are also just average.
Xi Jia screwed on the bottle cap, took out her diary from her bag, and opened it to the page where she had written yesterday.
It turns out that she and Mo Yushen went to her grandparents' house yesterday. Her grandmother urged them to hold a wedding, but Mo Yushen was not enthusiastic because he didn't get along with his parents.
It's rare for someone not to want their parents to attend their own wedding.
Just how distant was Mo Yushen's relationship with his parents?
Xi Jia put away her laptop, adjusted her chair, and texted Mo Yushen, "Are you working overtime at the company?"
After a long pause, Mo Yu replied: [Meeting.]
A few seconds later, another message came in: "[Ends at 10 PM.]"
After sending the message, Mo Yushen pressed his brow.
I just unconsciously sent out the meeting end time.
They wanted to withdraw, but ultimately gave up.
Xi Jia searched for the exact location of the Mo Group and drove there.
She passed by a flower shop, went in and bought a bouquet of roses, and headed straight for the Mo's Building.
The car Xi Jia was driving had a special license plate that the security guard recognized, so she parked it directly in front of the building.
I'll be downstairs at the building to pick you up after get off work.
Mo Yushen had just finished his meeting.
He stared at the message for several seconds.
The project proposal was opened, then closed again.
Xi Jia's message came in again: [No rush, you keep working. I just wanted to let you know in case you leave on your own after get off work.]
Mo Yushen put the documents in the safe, turned off the computer, grabbed his trench coat, and left.
Passing through the secretary's office area.
"Mr. Mo."
Mo Yushen nodded and said to them, "Go back early."
Everyone: "..."
Completely confused.
You look at me, I look at you.
Secretary Ding is the same.
I don't understand.
Ten minutes ago, Mo Yushen told them to order takeout, as they might be working all night.
The takeout was ordered, but he actually told them to go home.
downstairs.
Xi Jia kept glancing at the building's exit.
That tall and slender figure came into view.
His usual attire: white shirt and black trench coat.
Serious and abstinent.
It's also addictive.
My mind is wandering.
Xi Jia almost lost her focus.
She got out of the car and took the bouquet of flowers from the back seat.
Mo Yushen had no idea what Xi Jia was up to this time, so he paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward.
Xi Jia's smile was just right, harmless. "Didn't you say it was midnight?"
Mo Yushen hesitated for a moment, then said, "The meeting is adjourned early."