There's no chance in this lifetime.
Zero Studio.
"The work progress is really slow right now. Why haven't any project progress reports been submitted yet?"
"Why are you in such a hurry? You just had a short vacation."
"Because I want to take a vacation again."
"Didn't you have a vacation before? Why do you want another one?" Zou Muchu looked at the other person in surprise.
"No, it's still three months away from the end of the year. I want to finish checking the progress and modify the drawings as soon as possible."
"You already said, there are still three months left, why rush?"
"The sooner I finish this, the sooner I can relax. I can then take a long vacation and get ready to start my brilliant life."
"You are doing very well now." Zou Muchu said and then made a phone call.
"I see. Lan Qiyue is in charge. Their leader just told me that he's working overtime and hasn't finished it yet." Zou Muchu said as he casually brought the wine glass in front of him to his lips and took a sip.
"Overtime! It's already so late, and they're still working overtime. There are so many people, and the progress is so slow." The man next to him suddenly sat up straight on the sofa.
"I already said it was Lan Qiyue, of course she's alone."
Before Zou Muchu could finish speaking, the other party stood up and walked out of the office.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Zou Muchu was completely confused and said to himself, "Sure enough, those who study art are not normal people."
At night, when you are alone in an office, you feel particularly alert, and even the slightest sound will cause you to be highly vigilant.
There was a loud "bang" and Qi Yue was so scared that she held her breath.
It was the sound of someone pulling the door. Seeing that it wouldn't open, they knocked.
"Qiyue, Qiyue."
"It's Chu Zhiyi."
Qi Yue's legs were a little sore because of the shock she had just had, and she was slow to open the door.
"Qiyue, what are you dawdling for? Why don't you open the door for me?"
"It's open now."
The moment the door opened, Qi Yue felt as if she saw a relative, and looked at Chu Zhiyi with starry eyes.
"Why are you here?"
"I was running at night and passed by. I saw the light in your office was on, so I guessed you were here."
"Then you are quite good at guessing." Qi Yue said as she returned to her seat.
"Are you stupid? There are four people in your office. One is retiring, one has two children at home, and one is on leave."
"How did you know about the leave?"
"I just came to your office this morning. Did you forget? Lan Qiyue, what have you been thinking about recently?"
"I'm sorry, I've been busy lately and I'm a little confused."
Looking at Qi Yue who had just been frightened, Chu Zhiyi did not feel too much sarcasm. Instead, he felt a little sorry for this friend, this friend of a friend who was so strong-willed that he would not ask for help even when he was wronged.
"How much is left?" Chu Zhiyi looked at Qiyue who was working hard.
"There's still some data left to fill in. I just called, but it might be too late and the construction team didn't answer."
"Let me see."
In a short while, Chu Zhiyi filled in all the missing data in Qi Yue's report.
"How did you know?" Qi Yue asked curiously.
"You should eat more meat to nourish your brain. I, Chu Zhiyi, spend almost every day at the construction site. How could I not know?"
"oh."
Looking at Qiyue who was silent, Chu Zhiyi urged: "Hurry up and pack up, we're leaving, I'll take you home."
"Don't bother, I'll take a taxi myself."
"Got it. I'll take a taxi to take you home."
Qi Yue did not refuse again. After all, it was really late and she was also scared.
"We're here, let's go."
"You don't have to get off the car, I can get on by myself."
"Don't be so conceited. I'm going back for a night run. Hurry up and don't delay my exercise."
"Oh, I see." After saying that, the two of them got out of the car at the same time.
"Go ahead, turn on the lights when you get home and send me a WeChat message, and I'll start running."
"Home."
"Is the light on?"
"It's open."
"Go to bed early."
"Um."
After receiving the message, Chu Zhiyi closed the chat window with Qiyue and opened another WeChat interface.
"A meal."
"no problem."
It was another late autumn, another bleak autumn, an empty, sad and lonely autumn. Chu Zhiyi shrank his neck and started his night run.
After seven days of vacation, it is more like seven days of mock exams than a vacation.
During the seven days of National Day, Qi Yue did not go anywhere. In order to accompany her daughter, Lan's mother also came to Mu Jin.
Even during holidays, Qiyue studies from morning to night. Those who know her think she is studying, but those who don’t think she is serving a sentence would think she is serving a sentence. Now, going to work has become one of the few times Qiyue has time to relax.
"Leader, I'm in front of your unit."
"In front of the door?"
"Yes, I'll wait for you at the door."
In the past few months, although Lin Lei also sent messages to Qi Yue, Qi Yue rarely replied, because Lin Lei had changed again and became very distant.
Qi Yue was smart enough to understand Lin Lei's implication, so she was deliberately avoiding him.
This time, I came here to get a result, to get someone to push me towards the expected result.
"Whether it is or not, the result is still the same."
Qi Yue didn't want to go at first, but when she turned around, she saw the torn calendar and the almost full star bottle.
"Let's find an answer." Qi Yue thought to herself.
"Leader, get in the car, it's cold outside."
"No need, just say it here."
Lin Lei didn't say much and pulled Qi Yue into the car. Qi Yue wanted to sit in the back seat, but Lin Lei stuffed her into the passenger seat.
"Leader, I have something to tell you. You don't know how hard it was for me to get here."
"There's nothing more to say, let's go back."
"Look at you, I haven't said anything yet, you don't even know what I've paid for this trip?"
"Whatever you pay has nothing to do with me. I, Lan Qiyue, am just persistent, but not stupid." These are words that cannot be spoken out loud. This is Qi Yue's last stubbornness.
Lin Lei was talking about something unimportant. Seeing Qi Yue was silent, he started to joke with a playful smile: "Leader, please don't be silent. I'm in a hurry. After this, I will never come here again. I have a lot to say to you."
Qi Yue looked ahead and had the answer in her heart: "Don't say it, this place doesn't belong to you, don't come here anymore."
Lin Lei knew Qi Yue understood everything: "How about this, I'll get a room, and when I finish my work, we can have a good chat tonight."
"Lin Lei, you really dare to say that you want to get a room." Qi Yue still looked straight ahead without saying a word, but her heart was in turmoil.
"Boss, just listen to what I have to say. You're here alone anyway, and there's no gathering, so why can't you talk to me?"
"My mother is here."
"Then tell Auntie that Jiang Yiheng is here and wants to have dinner with you."
Qi Yue looked at Lin Lei. What made the person in front of her become so unrecognizable that even Qi Yue didn't recognize him? Perhaps, Qi Yue had never known this person before.
"No, there's nothing more to say."
"Leader, do you really have nothing to say to me?"
Qi Yue looked at Lin Lei and asked, "Maybe this really be the last chance?"
"If, I mean if, one day she doesn't want you anymore, maybe we..."
"It's impossible in this lifetime." Before Qi Yue could finish her words, Lin Lei had already handed the answer to Qi Yue.
Qi Yue smiled bitterly, "After all, I was just belittling myself."
After listening to Lin Lei, Qi Yue got out of the car without saying anything, and Lin Lei followed.
When Qi Yue stood in front of the office building, she turned around and said to Lin Lei, "Lin Lei, I have a sky full of stars, but I don't want to give it to you."
"What stars? You didn't even show me."
"No need."
Just when Qi Yue was about to push open the door of the office building, Lin Lei grabbed Qi Yue and said something that Qi Yue would probably never forget in her life.
"Qiyue, stop being so self-indulgent."
"Self-touched, Lin Lei, you have disrupted my life time and time again, and you still come to teach me not to be self-touched." Qi Yue was distressed and didn't want to say anything to this man, because every word she said seemed like a "blasphemy" to herself.
This is how people are. The more you care about something, the more it will hurt you.
"not see."
“Is this what we’re going to end up with?”
"That's all you call 'love'."
After listening to Lin Lei's words, Qi Yue walked into the office building without looking back. Lin Lei seemed to be still saying something, but Qi Yue didn't want to listen anymore.
Qi Yue has heard too much of what Lin Lei said.
Just as the door was opened, Qi Yue was still for a moment, but only for a moment.
"Lan Qiyue, don't look back. This man is not worth it."
"Yeah, it's really not worth it."
Love or not, in the end it’s all just like this, it all depends on conscience.
Qi Yue, sitting at her workstation, had no expression and no reaction, just staring blankly ahead.
The paper sculpture is still there, and the star bottle is still there, but they both seem to be telling how "unbearable" this story is.
"Lin Lei, the trust you gave me shattered my self-esteem."
Why does my heart hurt so much? The night is so long and dark. Why is the road so long that I can never finish it no matter how hard I try?
This rain seemed to stop for a short while, but just like the fireworks that Qi Yue loved to watch, it was short-lived and fleeting.
Lin Lei came in the morning, but his heart ached at night.
Because I don’t want to lose so “completely”.
This was the ninth year of the ninth year. Lin Lei came in person to ask for a result, and Qi Yue personally delivered the result to Lin Lei.
"There's not much I can do. This is the last one."
No matter how beautiful the original "promise" was, the current "ending" is so tragic. Whether it is sincere or false, if life really has to go through 81 difficulties, then, has Qi Yue reached the "end" of this "love disaster"?
Three years of junior high school, three years of high school, four years of college, and nine years since graduation, nineteen years, a full nineteen years.
Maybe wasting nineteen years is better than wasting a lifetime.
"Thank you for 'it's impossible in this lifetime'." Before the rain stopped, a gust of wind blew up.
Thank you for “coming” into my life.
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