A week later, Li Yifei moved away. During this week, he rarely came home.
Qian Fei looked at the empty house, feeling indescribably sad.
After living together for so long, she was now alone in the huge house.
She cheered up and tidied the house inside and out. When cleaning the room, she found that Li Yifei had not taken away many things. She thought and thought, hesitated and hesitated, and finally called Li Yifei. She wanted to ask him if he wanted these things.
As a result, the phone was turned off no matter how hard it was made.
She put away her phone and laughed to herself.
It wasn't until two days later that Li Yifei actually called her.
"I lost my mobile phone and it was always turned off. I replaced it with a new one today. I saw the text message sent by the secretary desk and you called me. Do you have anything to do with me?" He simply explained the whole story, his voice flat and formulaic. It's like giving a report to all project team members when working on a project.
Qian Fei said "Oh": "I still have some of your things at home, and I wanted to ask if you still want them."
Li Yifei was silent for a moment and said, "No, just throw them away."
Qian Fei said "I understand" and hung up the phone.
She posted a rental notice online and the house was re-rented within three days.
The person renting the house is a sister in her early thirties, not yet married, very polite, and traveling all day for business. Although the house was rented out again, Qian Fei felt that the home was still so deserted. Sometimes she recalled that sitting in the living room drinking beer and chatting with Li Yifei, it seemed as if it had happened in the last century. It felt like it had been a long, long time, illusory, and made people feel more and more lonely as they recalled it.
In early July, Qian Fei heard from people in the project team that Li Yifei, who cooperated with the securities firm, had passed the insurance agency examination and was already qualified for insurance. It happened that their company had a private placement project. He signed as a co-sponsor and would soon be able to register as an insurance company. The sponsor representative has become very successful. Everyone said that he was very lucky.
Qian Fei listened on the sidelines and walked away silently without making any comments.
Since he moved away, they have never contacted each other, including work matters. It was she who communicated directly with Zhao De. She heard all about him from others.
Before we knew it, it was August, the hottest weather of the year in Beijing.
For two months, Wang Ruohai worked diligently and conscientiously to play the role of a good man who turned back. He was really different from before. When Qian Fei was late for a date, he always waited patiently and never became impatient again. When Qian Fei worked overtime at night, he would buy her dinner and deliver it to the office, and then wait for her in the car downstairs until she finished working overtime. Even if he waited until two o'clock in the middle of the night to feed the mosquitoes for half the night, he would still look happy with it.
Qian Fei was moved by this strange and familiar man. The original idea in my heart began to waver. On a breezy midnight night when she worked overtime until two o'clock, she finally agreed to Wang Ruohai's "sit" at home.
That night, she let Wang Ruohai kiss her. Her body was very relaxed, but she just couldn't get emotional. She was as calm as a bystander, watching coldly as he kissed her with his eyes closed, forgetful and excited.

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