Chapter 143 Tan Zhaojing, you are very important, very important
For the next few days, Lin Zaoyi stayed at Xiyuan. During these days, she only said "good morning" to him and "good night" before going to bed.
Actually... this is fine too.
It was no secret that she had applied for an overseas posting. There was envy and jealousy, and the eldest sister was the first to come and ask, "Zaoyi, didn't you say you preferred the moon in China?"
Yes, she has always preferred the moon over China.
She smiled faintly, "I want to see how the moon isn't round abroad."
Eldest sister: "..."
At the end of the month, Lin Zaoyi received a call from human resources informing her that her overseas posting had been approved for a country with a relatively high safety rating.
The subsequent procedures are not complicated; all the necessary documents will be processed in just one week.
One week...
With great effort, Lin Zaoyi shook off her sadness and drove her electric scooter to the mall. After shopping, Tan You called, "I'm in the parking lot."
"Okay, I'll come down now."
Tan You waited for the elevator three times. On the fourth time, Zao Yi came out carrying a shopping bag. He went up and took it from her. It was a bit heavy. He subconsciously reached inside and saw that it was a logo box. He recognized it. "Why did you buy so many cufflinks?"
Besides that, there was a thick stack of documents. He glanced at them and asked, "What's this?"
Zao Yi said, "My analysis over the past few years in the industry might be useful to your brother. Please give it to him for me."
Hearing this, his otherwise neutral mood plummeted instantly. "You..."
Forget it, what's the point of asking such nonsense?
Having accepted this task, the question remains: "When will you receive it?"
"Next Wednesday."
Tan You paused, "The day you left?"
Lin Zaoyi gave a soft "hmm," took a pre-written note from her bag, and stuffed it into her shopping bag. "Don't peek."
It was a joke, but Tan You was heartbroken. A lump in his throat forced him to exhale deeply. "Does my brother know you left?"
There was no immediate response to the question. The girl stared blankly at a certain spot, not crying, and her face was expressionless.
But in that instant, he felt as if she would shatter at the slightest touch.
Not knowing what to say to comfort her, I gently patted the back of her head.
The girl turned around and smiled, as if no one was there, "Let's go to the club, Xixi is waiting for us."
In the private room, Meng Jinxi had already prepared the food and drinks, waiting for Zaoyi to arrive so she could hear how she and Brother Zhaojing had won over Aunt Ming.
Is she going to be a bridesmaid soon?
The best man strongly urged Meng Henian to attend.
But to her surprise, she was met with a devastating blow.
Tears streamed down his face without warning. "How could this be... How could you and Brother Zhaojing end up like this..."
They shouldn't have ended up like this...
When Xixi started crying, Lin Zaoyi also started crying. Ignoring her own tears, she used a tissue to wipe them away, but the more she wiped, the more tears flowed.
Meng Jinxi cried like a child, repeatedly saying, "Zaoyi, don't go... don't go... what am I going to do..."
"Xixi," Lin Zaoyi coaxed softly, "I'm not running away. You should know how rare it is to have an overseas posting."
Xi Xi asked, sobbing, "What about Brother Zhaojing? Can you bear to part with him?"
There was no music in the private room. As those words fell, only sobbing could be heard. Lin Zaoyi hung her head, tears falling one by one onto her clothes.
How could she bear to part with him? He was the person she loved with all her heart, but no matter what, this was the only way their story could end.
...
On Tuesday afternoon, after receiving the approved permits, Lin Zaoyi went to the Tan family's property and went straight to the top floor.
Just then, Assistant Shao came out of his office carrying documents. When he saw her, he was initially delighted, but his face quickly became covered with worry.
"Miss Lin, Mr. Tan is inside."
She smiled and said, "Thank you."
The door opened, revealing him at work. Hearing the sound, the man looked up.
Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke. After a moment of silence, she smiled and approached, "Brother Zhaojing."
Tan Zhaojing's throat tightened slightly. "Please sit down first. I'm busy for a while."
"good."
Lin Zaoyi sat down in the chair opposite him, deliberately finding the closest distance, but she didn't dare to look up, afraid that if she looked at him even slightly, tears would fall on the spot.
As the sky faded from light to dusk, the room was bathed in the glow of the setting sun. The man sitting at his desk glanced at the person opposite him for the umpteenth time, his eyes filled with a mixture of brooding and intense emotions.
The document in front of him was still stuck two hours ago. Tan Zhaojing closed it casually, got up and walked closer, saying, "Let's go home."
Lin Zaoyi: "Okay."
Her hand was taken, and she squeezed it back.
The car was heading towards Xiyuan. The interior was dimly lit, but the streetlights were bright as day, and the scenery on both sides formed an endless, undulating line of light.
I don't know when I'll see it again.
She looked away and gazed at him. The car was dimly lit, and his face flickered in and out with the neon lights.
Her lips parted slightly, "Brother Zhaojing, I—"
"Am I the last one to notify you?" Tan Zhaojing interrupted her.
Her throat tightened, and her eyelashes trembled involuntarily. "You've always known..."
I heard his soft laughter, a sound that was both mocking and sorrowful. "Is that a reason?"
Tan Zhaojing turned his head and stared at her. "Am I always last in your life?"
“No…” Lin Zaoyi gripped his thumb, taking a deep breath, “There is no end, Brother Zhaojing, you are very important, very important…”
"Since...since it's important, then leave it." He could barely speak.
Lin Zaoyi smiled, but her eyes welled up with tears. She tried her best to hold them back. "But I want to see the outside world. Didn't you tell me before that I could be a financial reporter, or more than just a financial reporter?"
Her wrist was gripped, and the man stared intently at her. "What if I don't let you?"
"You will." Lin Zaoyi put her free hand into her bag, and when she took it out again, there was a sticky note in her hand.
On his birthday, he left her with two wishes.
In the end, it was used.
She closed her eyes, suppressing the desolation in her heart, and handed it over.
The man let out a soft groan, and then, his eyes visibly reddened. Her emotions spiraled out of control, and instinctively, she hugged him, wrapping her arms around his neck. The pain was suffocating, and her heart gradually calmed down by smelling his scent.
Tan Zhaojing, you are very important, very important.
The car stopped; we had arrived at Xiyuan.
Lin Zaoyi let go of his hand, and the next second, she fell into his arms. At the same time, a heartbreaking voice rang in her ears, "Are you just going to leave me like this?"
It wasn't lost.
How could she abandon him?
Lin Zaoyi hugged him back, choking back her sobs, "Didn't I tell you?"
"Can't you stay?" The man tightened his grip around her waist, almost as if he were kneading her bones. "Zaoyi, I'll stay by your side."
It's me who's by your side, not the other way around.
Her heart felt like it had been ripped out, the pain causing her to spasm. After a long while, she slowly managed to speak, "Tan Zhaojing, be good."
She gently patted his back, "You're hungry, Mom is waiting for me to eat."
The grip on her loosened, and Lin Zaoyi mustered all her strength to force a smile. "Brother Zhaojing, I'm leaving."
She didn't let her tears fall throughout, but the moment she turned around, pushed open the door, and got out of the car, tears streamed down her face.
After walking a few steps, I couldn't help but look back, but the glass was so dark I couldn't see anything.
The driver could see it clearly: in the rearview mirror, Mr. Tan's eyes were bloodshot, he bent over, and the next second, something crystalline fell from his eyes.
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