Have you ever tried to truly love someone? Not just with your heart, but also with your breath, your internal organs, and all your spirit to love him. You long for his embrace, long for his breath, let him exhaust your dignity, torture you to the point of being riddled with holes and wounds, and you are willing and unswerving.
And I have loved.
—Shang Shiyu
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The night in Judea was full of colorful lights, like a layer of gorgeous fog. However, such a night made people feel no sense of belonging.
Shang Shiyu had just come out of the studio, eating a piece of bread on the street. Passers-by passed by her without her even glancing at them. She felt like a lonely soul living in this city.
After finishing her bread, she sat down on a bench by the street. When she looked up, the four words "Tang Group", the most dazzling brand in CBD, caught her eye as expected.
This is the landmark of the city. She once stood there for a whole month under the scorching sun. But that month's persistence did not force that person to stand out, even to look at her or say a word.
The overwhelming pain hit her heart. She took a deep breath, turned her stinging eyes away from the words "Tang Group", and a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
After being with him and then breaking up, several years later, she found out that he was actually from the famous Tang Group.
It is an existence that is too dazzling and too difficult to reach for ordinary people.
However, she still quit her job in another city and resolutely came here alone, just because she might be closer to him.
But, at this moment, what is that person doing
Does he still remember her
I can't think about it anymore. If I continue, my heart will hurt like it's going to break.
At this moment, the phone rang. Shang Shiyu came back to her senses and answered the call. She felt like she was saved.
"I have an important task for you tomorrow." The person who spoke was Lian Qing, the team leader of their column group. Shang Shiyu stood up and walked into the crowd. She liked to talk about work and liked to be busy.
"Tomorrow our boss will come to the station to prepare for the cooperation between the film studio and the station. Our column team will send you to interview. For entertainment articles, please pay attention to the special angles and don't make it boring like social news."
"good."
"Please prepare the interview transcript early tonight so I can take a look."
"I'll do it when I get home. I'll send it to your email tonight when it's done."
"Well, hold on tighter."
That night, Shang Shiyu went home, turned on his computer and began to write the interview manuscript. The entertainment section is different from social news. No one in the entertainment section cares too much about personnel changes. The audience talks about entertainment gossip.
The team attached great importance to this interview transcript. Shang Shiyu worked on it until late at night, and only went to the TV station after he had packed up briefly at around 11 o'clock the next day.
There is no such thing as an easy job at a TV station. In the past, the program team was full of unkempt men and women who stayed up late like pandas. It was their daily routine to leave instant noodles and biscuits everywhere. However, as soon as Shang Shiyu entered the office today, he felt something was very wrong. After a closer look, he found that the messy program team was tidy today, and the instant noodle box and biscuit crumbs had disappeared. The female colleagues who were usually too busy to dress up were all dressed brightly today, and even put on makeup with great effort.
"Is it going to rain red?" Shang Shiyu turned around and glanced at Ning Mu's face next to him, exclaiming: "No way, even you are cleaning yourself up."
"Why are you here dressed like this?" Ning Mu glanced at her and pinched her white T-shirt. "Casual pants, T-shirt, sneakers. Tsk tsk, you are so casual."
"Isn't this how you usually dress?"
"Is today a normal day?"
"Is it really going to rain red today?" Shang Shiyu glanced out the window. The sun was still blazing.
"The leaders of the station are inspecting every department now and will come to our place soon. You should change into formal clothes quickly. If you are caught, you will be in trouble."
"I didn't bring any clothes."
"When the boss comes in, you just squat down and hide under the table." Ning Mu gave her advice. Shang Shiyu thought this method was feasible.
The two were talking when their colleague Liu Liu came running in in high heels, muttering to herself as she went along, "Here he comes! So handsome! So handsome! Why didn't anyone tell us that our leader is so young and so handsome!"
As she spoke, she immediately opened her makeup bag and started putting on makeup on the spot.
Ning Mu turned around and quietly rolled his eyes at Shang Shiyu, "You're lying again. Who doesn't know that the boss is a bald old man?"
Shang Shiyu smiled.
Move the chair from under the table and squat down.
Then, she heard footsteps outside. She planned to take a sneak peek so as not to make a mistake when interviewing him later.
In fact, there are many speculations about this media tycoon who owns a TV station, numerous newspapers, and a film studio. No one has seen him in all these years. Because of his great achievements, everyone instinctively thought that this boss was over 60 years old. In their speculation, the other party should be a skinny old man with a big belly, gray hair, or even baldness.
"This is our President Tang." Just as she was daydreaming, the director's voice rang out.
Shang Shiyu heard the sound of people gasping for breath around him.
Ning Mu's hand pressed on her shoulder excitedly, and he lowered his voice: "I... I regret it."
"What?" Shang Shiyu was pressed by her shoulders and could not stick her head out. She just raised her head and looked at Ning Mu's profile curiously. Just from the side, you can see the excitement on her face.
"I should have turned out my Chanel skirt and put it on!" she said in frustration and regret.
Shang Shiyu: “…”
If she remembered correctly, the dress that Ning Mu gritted her teeth and spent several months' salary to buy was an evening gown.
"Hello everyone, my name is Tang Wei. It's been so long, but today is the first time I officially meet you all. I'm sorry."
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
The voice was gentle, clear, gentlemanly and polite.
Shang Shiyu squatted there, feeling a sudden lack of oxygen, a buzzing sound in his head, and his body was as stiff as a stone.
This sound...
It was so close, but she felt it was coming from a distant abyss, pulling at her nerves and cruelly tearing at her heart.
The voice that once seemed so familiar to me, so familiar that I would never forget it, now sounds a little strange to me.
It seems like a lifetime ago.
"The voice is also very nice! Shi Yu, listen!" Ning Mu's excited voice sounded again.
Shang Shiyu's shoulder felt a little painful from being pinched by her fingers.
She grabbed Ning Mu's hand, shook it a little, and stood up.