With a heart full of anxiety, she went to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. She had heard that the test would be most effective in the morning, so she spent the whole night in fear.
The experiment was conducted the next morning. My heart was pounding with nervousness. When the detector showed a single line, I finally felt relieved. I sat in the bathroom, looked up, and closed my eyes tightly.
I felt exceptionally relieved to find out that I hadn't won the bid.
After strolling around the mall, I bought an outfit at a newly opened foreign trade store. The clothes here have a very avant-garde design: a pair of blue wide-leg jeans, paired with a white short fitted cropped vest, and a black suit jacket with metal buckles. The overall effect is fashionable and sexy. Jiang Shuya is a bit conservative and doesn't like showing her waist. She hesitated in front of the mirror, wondering whether to change her inner layer.
"Beautiful lady, although the tank top underneath is a bit revealing, not everyone can wear it. Look at your great figure! This outfit is practically tailor-made for you. If you changed what you wore underneath, it wouldn't show off the advantages of the wide-leg pants."
Sure enough, changing the inner layer made the pants lose their soul. So, I stopped agonizing over it, picked out a pair of white platform sneakers from the catalog, and wore them out. I felt so relaxed. It turns out that not wearing a skirt is so comfortable.
Jiang Shuya arrived at the Sanshan Building for class with a joyful heart. The weather was fine on the weekend, with blue skies and white clouds. She looked up, squinted, and admired the view for a few seconds before counting down the remaining classes on her fingers.
As they were climbing the steps, they saw a familiar yet gradually forgotten person. Lin Moxiao had his head turned to the side and didn't see her at first glance, but Jiang Shuya still noticed him:
Seeing this person suddenly didn't move me as much; after so much disappointment, it didn't seem so important anymore.
That's how relationships are: sincerity for sincerity, and if you can't get the same in return, then move on to someone else.
Since we've already parted ways and wished each other well, why should I be sentimental? Anyone who can't be held onto is beyond reach. The worst that could happen between us is just going back to square one.
Standing at the entrance of the building, Lin Moxiao turned his head and quickly saw Jiang Shuya walk into the office building with an indifferent expression. When she saw him, her face remained calm as usual, like that of a stranger.
She seemed to have lost weight; her figure was slender, and her clearly visible collarbones and spine gave her a unique beauty.
She didn't even glance at him, walking past him indifferently. She still had that same long, flowing black hair, and wore a short white vest that revealed her slender waist. This outfit made Lin Moxiao somewhat displeased.
He hurriedly followed behind, calling out, "Jiang Shuya."
Jiang Shuya remained calm and expressionless as she picked up the phone. It was Sun Qi, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, calling; she hadn't seen him during the Spring Festival.
Jiang Shuya chatted with him for a few more minutes until they reached the training classroom, where the teacher arrived before she hung up the phone.
Jiang Shuya found a seat in the middle with people on both sides, took out her laptop from her canvas bag, and started taking notes on the key points the teacher mentioned in class.
Sitting in the back seat, Lin Moxiao's eyes were fixed on her. It seemed that he had really hurt her. Thinking that the purpose of coming here today was to explain to her, he spent the whole class period lost in thought.
He recalled what his grandmother had said to him in the hospital;
"If you really like her, you shouldn't have brought her into the plum garden. Your actions are so childish. You're already 27. How did you agree to this? Are you trying to drive me crazy? Bringing her to the plum garden is simply indecent and lewd. Don't you respect your grandmother? Your actions remind me of your father."
"Yunshang Garment is the culmination of my life's work. You can't afford any rumors about you now. The other two companies are trying to win you over, even sending their daughters to my side. Do you think I can't see through that? They're after you, wanting to form a marriage alliance with us and become partners who are even closer than family."
Lin Moxiao shook his head in denial:
"I only want to be with Xiaoya, I don't want anyone else, Grandma, please. You haven't met her yet, but once you do, you'll definitely like her."
Ms. Liang Yin;
"I don't have much time left. If you still care about my life, promise me that if you see any changes at Yunshang Clothing before I die, you will not contact her again."
Can you promise me that if she withstands this test, your efforts won't have been in vain? But if she comes to your door harassing you or even acts unreasonably, then you're better off without her and need to reconsider?
After receiving the flight training notice from the airline, he returned to the base to participate in a month-long closed training program a few days after his grandmother was out of danger.
The first thing I did upon returning was to see her. I secretly used studying as an excuse to break my promise to my grandmother. But when I saw her, she was like a stranger. Only then did I realize that I had really hurt her this time.
Over a month ago, he admitted that he had deliberately tormented her, venting all his pent-up resentment towards her over the past five years on her, even humiliating her and deliberately making her cry. He felt no heartache whatsoever, and even felt a strange sense of pleasure.
But afterwards, he began to feel heartache and regret, as if many sharp knives were constantly piercing his heart, and he was on the verge of suffocating to death.
He felt deeply remorseful. The calmer he became, the more her helpless, crying expression appeared in his mind. He regretted his actions. If his impulsive revenge resulted in losing her, the heart-wrenching pain would make him wish he were dead.
This time, he would do everything in his power to make it up to her, to keep her firmly by his side, and to never let her get hurt again.
After the class, Jiang Shuya put away her notebook and followed the students down the elevator, with Lin Moxiao close behind.
As she walked out of the hall, Jiang Shuya ignored his calls. She suddenly realized that the best thing she had ever done in her past life was to keep her distance from him, and that was actually quite good.
"Jiang Shuya, Jiang Shuya." Lin Moxiao blocked her way.
Jiang Shuya turned her head to look at him with a cold expression:
"Is there something you need?"
Lin Moxiao was overjoyed to see that she had finally paid attention to him.
"Xiaoya, I need to talk to you about something, something I need to explain. Let's find a place to sit down, how about that coffee shop across the street?"
A mocking look appeared on Jiang Shuya's face, but she quickly changed it to a smile, patted her forehead as if she had lost something:
"Why don't you go ahead? I left something with Teacher Li, and I need to go get it. It's very important; I forgot about it last week."
She looked anxious, and didn't forget to say:
"You go ahead and wait for me!"
Lin Moxiao was a little confused, his brows furrowed. Seeing that she looked very anxious, he followed her. However, Jiang Shuya entered the elevator and pressed the close button too quickly, leaving him alone there.
After Jiang Shuya went upstairs, she didn't go to the training teacher's place. Instead, she walked through Block B of the building, went downstairs, and went home.
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