Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Song Zhihan, Don’t Act Like a Coquettish Person
Their conversation was getting better and better, but Lin Jie no longer had the heart to listen. All he heard was some clichés of reminiscing about the past. What was the point?
Today's forum is also a great social platform. Lin Jie met many familiar faces here, including former partners, comrades-in-arms who worked together day and night, and competitors with whom he had had friction.
His phone vibrated several times. He glanced at Song Zhihan who was still chatting enthusiastically, said a few words to Xiaochi, and disappeared from the main venue.
Song Zhihan was struggling with whether to accept Meng Xingyu's invitation. They had been friends, then lovers, and finally parted ways amicably. It had been a wonderful relationship, but going out alone with her ex-boyfriend felt a bit inappropriate.
Meng Xingyu was still trying to invite her, his tone sincere: "Just promise me, Zhihan, Yanbei in autumn is very interesting. The whole city is full of ginkgo trees. I'll take you to Ditan Park. The ginkgo trees are everywhere. You'll love it."
In the past, they had studied Shi Tiesheng's "I and the Earthen Altar" in class. At that time, Song Zhihan said with great longing that if he had the chance, he would go to see Ditan Park in autumn, walk on the golden carpet, and feel his mood.
Now she is still very moved, but she definitely doesn't want to go out alone with her ex-boyfriend.
"Okay, then I'll call two of my colleagues. It will be more fun with more people." Song Zhihan found a way out and didn't say it so firmly.
If Meng Xingyu minded, he would definitely find a way to refuse, but Song Zhihan understood him and was sure that he would not refuse. He would just arrange the itinerary for the four of them without any complaints.
Song Zhihan admitted that he did it on purpose, because once he accepted his private invitation, it would be tantamount to accepting the signal of reconciliation sent by Meng Xingyu.
Meng Xingyu expected that she would use others as a shield, but since he was just her ex-boyfriend now, it didn't matter if he had a few more colleagues for a chance to get in touch.
"Sister Xiaochi, let's go out and play together tomorrow." After agreeing on a time with Meng Xingyu, she immediately told Xiaochi the news. Only then did she realize that Lin Jie was gone: "Where is Mr. Lin? Where did he go?"
Xiao Chi ran into a friend he knew well, who also happened to have an appointment with him the next day. He could only politely decline, "I have an appointment tomorrow, you guys go ahead. Mr. Lin just received a call and is leaving the venue."
Song Zhihan murmured, guessing he was probably catching up with friends. Everyone here today was from the same industry, and Lin Jie's famous former employer already commanded a lot of attention. Not to mention that with the release of Lingdong, he would only become even more popular.
The meeting was halfway through and Lin Jie still hadn't returned. Song Zhihan felt a little anxious. If Lin Jie couldn't go tomorrow, she would be forced to go out alone with Meng Xingyu, which would be terrible.
After whispering a few explanations to the people on his left and right, Song Zhihan bent his body and quietly retreated from the back row.
Where have you been?
While sending a WeChat message to Lin Jie, she craned her neck to look behind her. But she couldn't find him. She walked all the way to the last row of the venue and searched every corner, but she couldn't find him.
Song Zhihan went outside the venue and finally saw him in the corridor opposite the conference center.
Directly opposite him stood a tall girl with a neat temperament. She had a ponytail with the high ends of her hair hanging in the air, which made her look proud.
The two stood very close to each other, their conversation was very familiar, and there was a sense of tacit understanding between them. Song Zhihan had an impression of her. In the master's team, she was surrounded by everyone and was the core of the team.
Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that they look very compatible.
Song Zhihan felt sad. She pursed her lips, stood there, pretending to make a phone call, and stared at them without moving her eyes.
She's still chatting so much with her former colleague, be careful she might go back to James and complain! Does Lin Jie even know where he belongs?
I kept the phone pressed to my ear for a long time, and the person on the other end of the conversation finally finished.
But just as she was wondering whether Lin Jie would come back, she saw the two people opposite her raised their heads at the same time and looked at her.
The girl had a smile on her face, and even Lin Jie couldn't help laughing.
Song Zhihan felt extremely embarrassed, wishing someone could actually talk to her right now. Her cheeks burned, and she smiled back at the person on the other end, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Then, she turned around and faced the wall, phone in hand.
It's so embarrassing. Why is it that Lin Jie always sees her embarrassing moments?
With his back to them, talking to himself on the phone, Song Zhihan felt a gentle pat on his shoulder.
It had to be Lin Jie. She felt like she was being stabbed in the back. She hurriedly said goodbye to the nonexistent contact, adjusted her expression, and looked at Lin Jie in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"Didn't you see everything? What about you? Don't you want to reminisce with your old classmates?" Lin Jie smiled with his hands covering his lips, but when he said the second sentence, there was a hint of bitterness in his words.
Song Zhihan had no idea what he was saying, and was immediately distracted by his words: "Do you have an appointment tomorrow?"
"Is there something you want to say?" Lin Jie did not answer directly. He took the initiative in his own hands and asked Song Zhihan to explain his purpose first.
Song Zhihan glanced inside the venue and happened to meet Meng Xingyu's eyes. She kept smiling and said to Lin Jie, "Let's go out and play together tomorrow, with my classmate."
Lin Jie took in their flirting, his brows darkening as he spoke hesitantly, "Tomorrow... I might get together with my college classmates. There's nothing much fun between you and me."
The emphasis was on the classmate, and the tone was somewhat disinterested.
Song Zhihan gritted his teeth and moved closer to him: "Okay, actually he's my ex-boyfriend. It would be too awkward for the two of us to go out together. Why don't you go too? I promise I won't take up too much of your time."
I knew it was like this. Lin Jie snorted in his heart, pretending to be very conflicted: "I'll think about it."
In a hurry, Song Zhihan grabbed his arm and shook it gently, as if to act like a spoiled child: "Promise me, please, you don't want to see me looking for my head on the ground in embarrassment, right?"
"Song Zhihan, stop acting like a spoiled brat." Lin Jie pulled his arm away, his face serious. The next second, he blurted out the words of acceptance: "I'll go with you guys tomorrow morning. In return, you have to accompany me to the class reunion this afternoon."
Song Zhihan's attention had apparently been drawn to his offer. She pointed at herself, somewhat incredulously, "Me? Are you sure you want to take me to your class reunion?"
Lin Jie remained silent and shifted his gaze. He felt a little nervous, but more excited.
"But what identity should I go with? Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing?" Song Zhihan touched the tip of his nose dejectedly, feeling a little embarrassed.
But before Lin Jie could answer, she quickly came up with an identity for herself: "How about this, you say I'm your sister, how about that? That makes sense, doesn't it?"
Not very good.
Lin Jie looked at her, then pointed at himself: "We two are so alike from head to toe. If I tell anyone, who would believe we are brother and sister?"
Song Zhihan suddenly felt a little aggrieved. It was obviously the case. They were obviously brother and sister. Wasn't it okay if one looked like their father and the other looked like their mother? Did he feel like he was taking over someone else's family?
Song Zhihan's mood instantly dropped, and he said aggrievedly: "Alright, whatever you say is what it is. I don't want to be your sister."
Lin Jie sighed helplessly. If she really became a younger sister, the world would be in chaos.
"Just say we're friends, that's settled. Go, call Xiaochi, and let's go back." Lin Jie raised his chin towards inside, showing that he was about to leave.
"Okay, I'll go call Sister Xiaochi." He said goodbye to Meng Xingyu at the same time.
Lin Jie looked at his watch and coldly reminded her, "Don't say irrelevant things. The car is waiting downstairs."
Song Zhihan quickened her pace as she walked in. Lin Jie looked at her, Wanyao, Xiaochi, and the guy surnamed Meng whispering in each other's ears, and felt a little annoyed.
Just now, Meng Xingyu's eyes also swept over him, and that was definitely not the look of an ex-boyfriend who had left long ago.
He is also a man and understands what that means.
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"In autumn, the ancient garden is covered with fallen leaves, like a golden sea." This is the original sentence written by Shi Tiesheng, and it is also the scenery that Song Zhihan saw with his naked eyes.
It is indeed beautiful here, and now it is the off-season for tourism, so the sparse number of tourists greatly enhances the experience.
The three of them walked together, with Song Zhihan in the middle and the two men on either side. Meng Xingyu introduced them to each other attentively and considerately. Lin Jie's expression was as cold as ever, and when his eyes met Meng Xingyu's, he was polite and distant.
After walking around for a while, Song Zhihan wanted to go to the bathroom. Before going, Meng Xingyu took the initiative to take her bag, but Song Zhihan turned her hand and gave it to Lin Jie with very skillful movements.
Looking at Meng Xingyu's hand falling in the air, Lin Jie's depressed mood since this morning improved a little.
It was actually very embarrassing to leave two men alone there.
But Meng Xingyu was very good at breaking the awkwardness. He smiled nonchalantly and casually said, "The bag must be heavy."
Lin Jie glanced at the ivory bucket bag and said nothing.
"Zhihan likes to carry some small things in her bag, some useful and some not. When we went to Milan in her junior year, her bag directly knocked a robber down." When he talked about the past, there was a gentle yearning on his face.
Lin Jie sneered inwardly, his tone calm, "In my opinion, only those who have regrets about the past will keep reminiscing about it. Could it be that you are one of them?"
His inquiry was obvious.
"Of course, I still feel that our breakup was a pity, so I kept inviting her to try to make up for it."
"You may not know Zhihan very well. She hates embarrassment, so she had to invite other friends here today. I'm sorry if this has delayed your trip to Yanbei."
"We've known each other for nearly ten years." Lin Jie interrupted him rudely, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he also responded with an apologetic smile, which was actually more like a provocation.
Meng Xingyu's expression froze, but he quickly recovered: "Really? I haven't heard her mention that she has a friend like you before."
Maybe it was just a test just now, but now Meng Xingyu has completely seen through him, a man with the same purpose as him, a man who also tries to win favor in front of Song Zhihan. He has seen too many people like this.
"Zhihan and I are college classmates. We have been friends for two years, and then naturally developed into lovers. But unfortunately, after studying for our master's degrees, we went to different schools, and the distance made us alienated. But I still regard her as the person I love the most, so my friend, can you please find an excuse to leave early? I want to find a chance to be alone with her. If you like, the tour guide and the car will pick you up at the door at any time, and I will pay for it." Meng Xingyu saw through him, but did not point it out. Instead, he retreated to advance, and used the method of showing weakness to force Lin Jie to retreat.
This person seems gentle and polite, but in fact he is pressing hard.
Lin Jie rubbed his swollen solar plexus and replied with impatience, "You claim to understand Song Zhihan, but have you ever considered that she's the kind of person who would return to her ex?"
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Author's words: Lin Jie: Dabo Dabo Dabo, endless Dabo Dabo [glasses]
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