Every passing minute and every second seemed to be rolling over my heart, and the anxiety and uneasiness completely drowned me like a tide.
Finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer, and I made up my mind to go to Lin Mushroom immediately and finally talk to them.
Just at this moment, Lin Xun called: "Guan Hongjun, come over to my place."
I remained silent and slowly hung up the phone. Although I was full of uneasiness and had no idea about the upcoming situation, I still accepted her invitation.
Walking into that familiar house, I sat in front of the forest mushrooms again. The dim light reflected her red and swollen eyes, and her voice was hard to hide the hoarseness: "You don't have to look for Chen Mengzhao, she has already gone back."
I subconsciously frowned and said, "Strange, why didn't I run into her on the way here?"
Lin Xun raised her hand to smooth her hair and said softly, "She's been gone for a while. Maybe she was trying to avoid you. She probably went back to her room."
I hesitated for a moment, staring at her closely: "What did she tell you?"
A trace of sadness flashed across Lin Xun's face, and he looked away: "She can't tell you, and I can't tell you either. I called you here this time to tell you that I accept your proposal, and I apologize for getting angry with you before."
I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "No, it's my fault. I was too self-righteous and acted without consideration. I didn't consider the problem from your perspective."
Lin Xun sighed heavily, his eyes full of guilt: "Hongjun, I shouldn't have vented all my negative emotions to you. It's my fault."
I said in a firm tone and with a sincere look in my eyes: "We are close friends who can talk about anything. This will never change."
She said, "Please go away. I want to be alone for a while."
I slowly stood up and was about to leave when she added softly, "Chen Mengzhao is a good girl, you have to cherish her." These words seemed like an explanation to me, but also like a release for herself. I remained silent, feeling mixed emotions, and turned and walked out of her office.
After returning to the Management Committee, I went straight to Chen Mengzhao’s dormitory. I raised my hand and knocked on the door. After a while, the door slowly opened.
The room was dark and the lights were off. As soon as I stepped in, she threw herself into my arms as if she had been waiting for a long time. I subconsciously leaned against the door and hugged her tightly with my hands, as if only in this way could I grasp the reality of the moment.
There was silence all around us, and we didn't speak to each other. Only the beating sounds of our two hearts intertwined and were especially clear in the silent space.
Time seemed to freeze. After an unknown amount of time, she spoke softly, her voice filled with a hint of expectation: "Don't leave tonight."
I was conflicted and said hesitantly, "This unit is not very good."
After hearing this, she raised her head slightly, with a tone of helplessness and urgency: "Guan Hongjun, why are you always so cautious? You have to understand that as long as there is a slight gap between your fingertips, the quicksand will slip through. This quicksand, like time, will never come back once it is gone."
I couldn't help but sigh and smiled bitterly: "Even if I want to hold the sand tightly, it will still slip through my fingers in the end."
She stopped talking, and I didn't leave.
That night, we hugged each other on her bed, holding each other tightly.
We snuggled together quietly like this until dawn broke outside the window.
I didn't ask her how she described the forest mushrooms, and she never mentioned it.
Soon, a sudden Internet storm swept towards her and me like a surging tide. Although this storm came unexpectedly, deep down in my heart, I had a feeling that all this would happen sooner or later.
Yu Zhiming appeared on the Internet as a victim. In a fierce post, he described me as a morally corrupt demon and exposed my ugly behavior in relationships with men and women. In his post, he first pointed out that I had seduced his wife, causing her to cheat on him. In his description, his wife's life was shattered because of me, her reputation was ruined, and she had no choice but to leave her hometown.
Not only that, he even exaggerated the news, saying that I was maintaining an improper relationship with a wealthy female entrepreneur, and was also involved with a female cadre on secondment, and my behavior was inappropriate. According to him, my dealings with these women were not simply toying with women, but my ultimate purpose was to covet the wealth of female entrepreneurs and then to cling to the high positions of the relatives of the female cadres on secondment to pave the way for my own career.
This post, like a giant ball thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a thousand waves and turned my life upside down.
Shen Mengzhao and I stared at the computer screen. The fierce messages from netizens were like bullets, constantly hitting our vision. We all know that a terrible "cyberbullying" is coming, and I am the "eye of the storm" of this storm.
Yu Zhiming publicly pointed out my work unit, identity and name in his post, which undoubtedly exposed me nakedly to the gun of public opinion.
Chen Mengzhao frowned and analyzed with a serious look: "This Yu Zhiming is obviously well versed in the ways of news dissemination. He exposed you as a victim, which gave the content of the post a cloak of credibility. Moreover, he cleverly took advantage of some of the netizens' dissatisfaction with officials to make the public opinion more and more intense. He also deliberately misled the public, making them think that what happened between you and us women happened at the same time, which further vilified your image. The most difficult thing is that he did not point out the names of Lin Xun and me, but deliberately made it mysterious. This is like dropping a mysterious ball on a calm lake, which immediately aroused the curiosity of netizens. He knows in his heart that those omnipresent and powerful netizens will soon be able to "expose" us."
I clenched my teeth and subconsciously slid the mouse wheel, pulling the densely packed comments below the post.
As expected, the information about Chen Mengzhao and Lin Xun had been made public. Looking at those glaring words, my heart sank.
I snorted coldly, my tone full of disdain and anger: "He is just a trapped beast fighting desperately. In desperation, he tried to launch a final crazy attack on me."
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