"Do you see the weather forecast?" Jiang Wenxu asked aloud from the back seat.
Song’s assistant also groaned and said: “The weather forecast says that there is no snow today, but when it gets up in the morning, it’s cold and cold, I think it might snow. It’s really down.”
Jiang Wenxu faintly sighed, and it took another half minute to open again: "...Is it the snowy day when you saw He Zhishu last time?"
Song assistant did not forget, he went to give a dumpling to He Zhishu. He remembered very clearly, because one of the eyes of He Zhishu - after seeing the box of dumplings, the gray light of the broken, the people can not bear to look at it.
"Well, the snow is bigger than today."
The man in the back seat suddenly silenced. Song assistant was too curious. He sneaked a glance from the rearview mirror and saw that the man who was cold and strong on weekdays was smoking cigarettes, but because the hand shakes too much, there are ten seconds. Only ignited.
The white smoke gradually rose, concealing the complex emotions that Jiang Wenxu rolled up in his eyebrows. He sighed softly and looked at the snow that was getting bigger and bigger outside the window. He asked: "I am too confusing to He Zhishu?"
Assistant Song is looking at a lot of things. For example, Jiang Wenxu clearly goes out with his lover, and He Zhishu’s call is just an understatement. He is busy with the company, such as many men and women who have helped Jiang Wenxu to take over. But he did not have a position to say, nor could he turn to judge.
So Song Assistant just sighed: "You and Mr. He, the feelings are particularly good at the beginning."
Just, at the beginning.
Jiang Wenxu understands that he himself knows to ask this question redundantly. He is sorry for He Zhishu, and those who have long eyes can see it. Jingwen said that he does not love him. Ai Ziyu said that he is not worthy. Even Li Zekun can indulge himself by intoxicating himself. These words are not empty, because all the wrong things in one piece are made by themselves.
It is his own step by step, step by step to this situation. No one can blame, it was he was wrong at the beginning.
The cruelty of reality is that many things only know that it is important to you after you miss it, but it is often too late to detect it.
Jiang Wenxu looked out at the streets and scenery that had passed by the window, and his eyes suddenly condensed on a street. He smothered the cigarette butts with his fingers, and the low voice was mixed with two points that were hard to detect and fragile and sad: "Stop."
Song assistant couldn't keep up with Jiang Wenxu's thinking, only slowed down the speed: "Jiang Zong, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, I don't feel comfortable at noon, I will send you home soon."
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