Jiang Wenxu

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In the few days when om came back from Hangzhou, Jiang Wenxu almost didn't toss himself at home. It was also because Assistant Song couldn't get through his phone, he was worried, and asked Zhang Jingwen to go to the company to get a spare key to find someone.

    When Jiang Wenxu woke up, his mind was still unclear. The warm sun dazzled his eyes, but he still tried to open his eyes, and his voice was weak and inaudible: "Is Zhishu back?" He remembered the moment he lost consciousness. As if to see He Zhishu.

    Zhang Jingwen heard these words when he came out of the bathroom attached to the ward to wash his hands. He sat gently next to Jiang Wenxu, with a calm tone: "Jiang Wenxu, you are more sober, He Zhishu is gone."


    Jiang Wenxu was surprisingly not agitated. He just buried most of his face in the pillow towel tiredly, and his voice was dull: "If you come with them to lie to me, just leave." It seemed that something suddenly occurred to him. Jiang Wenxu added with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I won't be tossing myself anymore, I have to wait for him to come back."

    Jiang Wenxu is not a joke, he really began to wait patiently, and returned to the company after he was discharged from the hospital. Take medicine on time and wait until the employees have a better temper. He was just silent, he rarely laughed, and when his gaze fell in the distance, he was deep and bottomless, and there was always loneliness inside.

    His vivid life and love seemed to be buried together with the heavy snow.

    Jiang Wenxu lost a lot of weight during this winter. He really looked old. The kind of oldness is not a commendatory description of the maturity and stability of a man with a successful career, but... his eternal silence and the gloom shrouded in him. Lifeless.

    Jiang Wenxu never saw any man or woman again, and he didn't even play the courtesy every day. He took the Akita home on time every day. That Akita was taken by all the maternal girls and Assistant Song in the company during the day, and by Jiang Wenxu at night.


    Jiang Wenxu has changed a lot, one of which is that he no longer hates living creatures with fur. Sometimes he even slept with the fluffy puppies for a night. The long nights are accompanied by living creatures, which can more or less reduce the loneliness.

    He had been walking like this for half a year, and life to this point was no better than death.

    In the summer, Jiang Wenxu discussed business with a close acquaintance, ordered a kaiseki meal, and talked about the bald man who was the last guest and Jiang Wenxu said that someone would come. Jiang Wenxu didn't care about this, he looked down at his watch, and now at eight o'clock in the evening, he just had to go home earlier.

    The sliding door was opened by the waiter, and a young man in his twenties came in, did not speak, and was led to sit next to Jiang Wenxu.

    Jiang Wenxu didn't like someone too close to him, so he finally took a look at the young man. With a sudden buzz in his mind, he saw a face that was too familiar and too long for him.

    Big eyes, small nose, water chestnut mouth, very white skin, black and soft hair, alive and well He Zhishu in his early twenties!

    Jiang Wenxu's throat seemed to be blocked by something, his eyes were red and his fingers were trembling. Jiang Wenxu was thinking that he seemed to have a dream that was too real today.

    The bald man looked like he had a door, and smiled flatteringly at Jiang Wenxu: "Mr. Jiang, wait for Xiaoyuan to accompany you out to play, I can't keep up with the physical strength of an elderly person like me."

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