When I got home on nianxi, I found that there were several missed calls on my mobile phone. I went back and asked her to go for an interview tomorrow.

"Truking group?"

Repeat the name.

"Yes, Miss Nian, we've read your resume and your previous work experience. After comprehensive consideration, our human resources department thinks you can come to the company for a job interview tomorrow. We'll talk about it in detail when we see you tomorrow."

"OK."

Not surprisingly.

Nianxi took a hot bath, and entering Chutian is just a springboard to get close to the man, which makes it seem logical, but it is possible to meet Chu mugo since then.

Thinking of this, nianxi was a little sad. The only person who moved her remained in her memory forever. How should they face now, strangers who were once familiar?

But why did she feel sad and even vaguely expect something.

"Nianxi, you can't do this."

Nianxi closed her eyes and sighed deeply. Yes, she can't, she can't have a relationship with Chu Muge anymore, because of her guilt and sorry, and because she can't involve anyone.

On the computer with the screen on, an electronic resume was tightly locked by the man in front of the table.

Nianxi.

Will she miss the past?

Chu Muge has a cigarette between his fingertips. He seldom smokes. Only when he is extremely upset will he ignite a nerve to relax the tight nerve.

Tonight he is somewhat different from the past. On nianxi, the name engraved in the deepest part of his heart appears in front of him, followed by her telephone number. As long as you call, you can hear the voice repeated countless times in your dream.

He took out his mobile phone, pressed the number, and listened to the ring tone inside. Chu Muge was nervous and uneasy that he had never had before.

“Hello。”

Nianxi looked at the strange call connected. There was no voice in it. If she could not hear the shallow breathing sound, she thought she was auditory hallucination.

"Hello, I'm nianxi. Who are you?"

The other party still didn't speak. Generally, only Qi Yifan would be so boring for such a prank. Thinking of this possibility, nianxi relaxed his attitude.

"Hey, childe Qi, why are you harassing me when I don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Still no reply. Nianxi thought for the first time that he could be so calm.

"You can't help it. If you have the ability, you won't say a word when you see me. Hum, oh, by the way, I put the spare key on the door. When I come, I'll open the door myself, otherwise I'll shut the door."

"Did you hear that?"

There was another silence. Nianxi didn't speak, and the other party was still breathing regularly.

"Asleep?"

Nianxi is depressed. I dare to feel that this guy ran into a mobile phone and made her talk to herself here for most of the day!

Hang up the phone and sleep on the night. The busy tone of "Dudu" came. Chu Muge's eyes were dark.

Their relationship is not generally good. They are still together these years. Why does she like Qi Yifan? What is worse than him!

The dense and unemotional pupils, the unfathomable light of the eyes, and the thin lips of Chu Muge bend a shallow arc.

Since she dares to apply for the job, is Chutian ready to face him? Let her company run in front of her. Let him see what she is thinking of him this time!

In the dead of night, most of those who have no sleep on their pillows are hidden worries. The paintings covered by the night in the corner have a pair of women's eyebrows and eyes on the paper. Even if there is no light, Chu Muge can accurately lock her position.

If you have lost your lover's courage, how can you make him regain the power of love.

Do you believe in fate? If this fate will make you cramp and peel your skin, are you willing to meet the person in your memory again?

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