Chapter 04: Handwritten Memories from the Past.

Poured half a cup into a glass, too hot to drink. Shen Ye took a bottle of Perrier from the mini fridge, opened it, and poured half of it in. After testing the temperature, he brought it into the bedroom.

Luo Jiaqi sneered lightly and repeated, "Care?"

Luo Jiaqi had a calm expression: "It will come out in a few days."

As usual, Luo Jiaqi was wearing a meticulously tailored deep blue striped suit, with a coat draped over his arm, standing tall and straight. Sunlight streamed through the transparent dome, casting a glow on his smooth shoulders. Chen Ran held his boarding pass and followed him, somewhat surprised to find that Luo Jiaqi seemed to be in low spirits today.

Mr. Zhang didn't answer the call, just smiled.

The sunlight quietly fell onto the desk, and Luo Jiaqi's suit was casually thrown on the desktop, not like his usual strict and neat style. Shen Ye walked over, intending to hang it on the hanger for him, but when he picked up the clothes, a wallet fell out of his pocket.

When Shen Ye lowered his head to pay, he suddenly changed his mind and said, "Add another cup of honey sesame tea."

He smiled and said, "I'm going back to the office for a meeting now. You rest well here. Try not to go out these days. If you really need to go out, tell Auntie and let the driver take you."

I originally thought you would take a picture of it.

Actually, it's nothing. It's just that at that time, do you know why you were not selected for the game "GIRL"...

Shen Ye frowned, the feeling of being kept in the dark by everyone was not good.

Time seems to freeze in an instant.

Hello.She recognized this as the internal number of a colleague from the company.

Shen Ye quickly interrupted her and said, "I understand, thank you."

Luojiaqi's eye condition flared up, and Li Ning automatically and consciously changed his wording.

Chen Ran hung up the phone, hurried back to Luo Jiaqi's side, and reminded, "Boarding now."

The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly became lively, and the girl stood up generously, holding up her glass.

He smiled, without saying a word, and drank a glass, then turned back and asked the waiter to pour another.

Because you knew it was me, you didn't hesitate even if it was strong acid or gasoline, right? Because you knew it was me, that's why you explained it to me like this, right?He paused, a bitter smile spreading from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be tainted with darkness. "But do you know? Because it was me... ... I can't forgive myself even more."

When Shen Ye returned home, it was already dawn. There were hardly any people on the street, and Lao Zhang was driving the car very fast. Shen Ye asked, "Is it always this exhausting for Mr. Luo to attend social events?"

Words like "young and pretty" always carry a hint of improper teasing. However, at the dining table, no one minds this statement. On the contrary, some people laugh and cheer, showing a certain degree of recklessness.

Shen Ye simply tilted his head back and finished the drink, then had the waiter refill it to eight parts and returned the gesture.

But isn't he even weirder...? Clearly knowing his own alcohol tolerance, why didn't he refuse from the beginning?

What I saw was his energetic appearance sitting in the office. But what I couldn't see was tonight, even though he was feeling unwell, he still casually drank glass after glass of alcohol.

Auntie repeatedly said no need, wearing plastic gloves, pointing at the computer in the living room and said, "I can handle it alone, you go and do your work."

Before this, perhaps it was because the colleagues in the public relations department had their own clever methods, or maybe it was because they knew that she was really not good at it, Luo Jiaqi rarely took Shen Ye to social occasions that required networking.

Luo Jiaqi stood by the window. Perhaps due to the angle, she saw a clear profile, with a lit cigarette between his fingers.

Her gaze was somewhat strange, looking down at him from top to bottom, not dodging as usual. Her pupils were clear and transparent, but not just clear, with a hint of melancholy he had never seen before, as if... She was immersed in some memories, contemplating him lightly.

He didn't mention asking her to go back again, and got off the car with her.

"Hmm?" Luo Jiaqi paused, "What jade?"

Someone interrupted and said, "No, that's not right. My friend was there at the scene. The celebrity fell to the ground, but Mr. Luo didn't even glance at him. Instead, he immediately grabbed his assistant."

Okay, I'll go take care of it right away.Chen Ran glanced at his expression and turned to leave.

Shen Ye fell silent. She knew he was using polite language to express something impolite: "Do only what you are capable of."

He simply replied to her, "Let's not go to your house for now, it's not very convenient at the moment."

His shirt appeared slightly messy, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, there was a hint of faint redness on his cheeks, softening the sharp lines. However, on this person's face, there was no trace of fatigue after waking up. He probably belonged to the type of person who is naturally self-disciplined and does not need an alarm clock.

That, evening is better... She explained very naturally.

Luojiaqi didn't know when he leaned against the door, staring at her intently until she stood up and said lightly, "Please, I'd like a cup of black coffee."

In the blink of an eye, yet it feels extremely long.

I thought that these past few months would be enough time for you to get to know Luo Jiaqi. Yang Ning still had a half-smiling expression. She pursed her cherry lips, and her eyes showed a hint of impatience. "And I also said that this springboard is only meant to be used once."

When Chen Ran stepped into the office, the first thing he saw was not his young boss, but the pushed aside document on his desk... The edges of the pages were slightly curled, indicating that he had already read it; it was hanging diagonally at the corner of the desk, seemingly indifferent... indicating that he didn't take it seriously.

Most of the time he just listens, and even when he speaks, it is very brief, without concealing his impatience at the moment.

Well, alright. Shen Ye paused and said, "However, Mr. Luo..."

Luo Jiaqi tightly pursed his lips, and it wasn't until he heard her speak that his expression softened slightly: "I'll take you home."

The dish is braised and has a slightly sweet taste. She ate two bowls of rice with the dish, then stood up somewhat satisfied and helped Auntie clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

In the future, just take her with you every day. If she doesn't believe you, she should at least believe your schedule. Who has time to fool around?

The sun outside the window may have quietly shifted a bit, and time silently engulfed the light and shadow. When Shen Ye felt that he would never speak again, he turned around and said, "I'm going to blow dry my hair."

The "sense of security" I casually mentioned, you care so much about it, don't you?

If we cannot shift the media's attention away from this matter, it will be very unfavorable for our acquisition. A while ago, employees of the entertainment city and cinema caused trouble at the city's labor union because they were worried about layoffs. If this news is stirred up again, I'm afraid the resistance will be even greater.

He rubbed his brow uncertainly, feeling doubtful in his heart. Were Li Ning's words just drunken nonsense, or could they actually be effective?

Shen Ye was a bit confused. She couldn't believe that he had already come back and started working overtime. She took a step back quietly, ready to leave, when her phone in the pocket of her jacket suddenly vibrated. She was startled, closed the door for him, and walked back to her own office while answering the phone.

Shen Ye looked at him with some concern, thinking that when Director Li comes to offer a toast again, he must help him find a glass no matter what. Although that middle-aged man... is a bit sleazy, he even intentionally or unintentionally put his hand on the leg of the girl next to him just now.

In the mirror, a blurry reflection of a figure is seen, biting the lips with force: "Shen Ye, why did you think of saving him?"

You said. The door of the guest room is half open, and you can see that the door of the bathroom inside the room is tightly closed, with the sound of water trickling out.

But he still heard it, stopped in the living room, and turned to look at her. Because he slightly tilted his head back, the light and shadow grazed his straight nose bridge, casting a nearly profound shadow.

Shen Ye hesitated a bit and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Make a phone call and ask. He interrupted her and added, "Now."

The air conditioner is still on, and the heating seems to be floating in this enclosed space, making people feel a bit stuffy.

He looked at her with a faint gaze.

The doctor said you still need to take those vitamin pills.

She tightly grasped and turned her head to give him a glance, but the words of defense were stuck in her chest and she couldn't say them for a long time.

When she heard it for the first time, the woman was in the process of pouring the liquid from the bottle. Intense fear and confusion made her stand still, forgetting to dodge. She only heard him calling her from a short distance away, his voice cutting through the blankness of her mind, reminding her of the situation she was in. And this time, he called her by name. Shen Ye's head slightly lifted, and she woke up in front of everyone's eyes, struggling to suppress the trembling of her body, feeling somewhat powerless as she tried to push him away.

That night, I drank with Li Ning. The Li Ning brothers were patting their shoulders recklessly, with a hint of sympathy, saying, "Sense of security, it's hard to say. When a woman says she has it, she does. When she says she doesn't, no matter how hard you try, it's useless."

You look like you haven't slept for a few days.

Shen Ye remained silent. So he agreed, even smiled and said, "Hmm, okay."

Those people automatically and consciously fell silent and then stepped aside. What were they discussing? It was obvious! He didn't care, but someone behind him chuckled disdainfully.

Just now on the phone, Shen Ye spoke to his colleagues in the security department with a strong and slightly nervous tone, saying, "President Luo has already arrived. I hope you can handle the scene within five minutes."

Yes, who would care? And those who care, how could they bring young girls into such a scene?

There will be some impact. Ruo Jiaqi turned his gaze back to her slightly red cheeks, but his voice was gentle, "But nothing will happen."

In the bathroom, there was still the sound of water, but clearly there was another sound assaulting Luo Jiaqi's eardrums. He moved the phone away from his ear and slowly approached.

For employees of I & N, this week is destined to be colorful and dazzling. Luo Jiaqi was splashed with an unknown liquid, and his assistant bravely came to his rescue. There is no doubt about the incident. As many people as there were on the scene, there were just as many pairs of eyes, and the journalists' photos serve as evidence. However, the subsequent developments have gradually become unclear and each side has their own version of events.

Luo Jiaqi has turned around. She couldn't see his expression clearly, but she could tell from his tone that he was casual and indifferent, saying, "Actually, it's nothing. Once the company handles it, everything will be fine."

Luo Jiaqi fell silent for a moment, rubbed the area between his eyebrows, and looked up at her calmly, smiling: "What is the name of the girl who attended the press conference with us this afternoon?"

After hanging up the phone, I could still hear laughter coming from inside through the thick oak door.

Well, very good. Ruo Jiaqi paused and added, "You've worked hard."

At 7:45, the driver will come to pick him up at 7:50.

The capital airport has arrived, and he opened his eyes: "Hmm, it's okay."

Luojiaqi was a little surprised. After a while, he said, "What's up?"

Wait a moment. Luo Jiaqi finally called out to him in the moments before he left.

Auntie happened to come out of the kitchen and saw this scene, and her footsteps paused. Luo Jiaqi calmly straightened up, his arm still supporting her shoulder, and he slightly squeezed it with force. He lowered his head and said, "Remember to temporarily transfer all the reports and work on your hands to Chen Ran."

Luojiaqi neither nodded nor denied, but lowered his head and looked at her: Shen Ye slightly raised his face.

Did you give the magazine a hint at that time, that they could hire a few unsuccessful models as editors?

A person who surprised her unexpectedly.

The dining table is oval-shaped. They sit at the opposite ends, not too far apart, but close enough to clearly see each other's expressions. Luo Jiaqi's expression is inscrutable, while Shen Ye feels a surreal sense of confusion, as if his vulnerability in the afternoon was just a fleeting moment, or even a figment of his imagination.

The flashlights lit up the whole area. Xia Ye followed behind without feeling uncomfortable. When she used to work as a fashion editor, she would face the strong lights on the set all day long. She squinted her eyes and adjusted her vision to the brightness, then looked around.

Shen Yemu shook his head and said, "Not yet..."

The private room is decorated in a Baroque style, which is somewhat intricate. Upon stepping inside, the huge crystal chandelier is so gaudy that it dazzles the eyes.

Hmm.He turned around and stopped looking at her.

The hot water meanders through the long hair, leaving water marks on the back and chest, and she couldn't help but start to cry. Not for any reason, just out of fear.

From 8 to 10 o'clock, Luo Jiaqi went to the restroom twice in total. He probably vomited and came out with a terrifyingly pale face. Shen Ye looked around and quietly made a phone call. When the colleagues from the public relations department arrived to help, the group finally dispersed.

The intense sunlight outside the window shines through the deep blue curtains onto the face and body, in folds, like soft and long seaweed, pulling out thin and bright stripes. Holding a copy of "Today's Morning News" in hand, with a faint ink smell, the paper makes a slight rustling sound. Flipping to a certain page casually, she is startled, bringing the newspaper closer and reading that section of news carefully.

As expected, Jiang is still as sharp as ever.

Shen Ye was startled, turned back to turn on the bedside lamp, picked up the cup, and then hurriedly grabbed a tissue.

Luojiaqi leaned back on the back seat, closed his eyes, and felt a throbbing pain in his temples.

He took another step and stood on the same dark wooden floor as her. They were so close that when he lowered his head, he could see her porcelain-like skin and slightly curled eyelashes.

Luo Jiaqi and his companion have not yet realized what happened in that moment, and their footsteps remain calm.

Auntie cooks delicious dishes. Since Shen Ye has been on his own in S City, he has forgotten the taste of home-cooked dishes.

At eight o'clock, this game is clearly the main event.

As I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave, I saw his face exceptionally clearly, which was now buried in the thick, snow-white pillow. The curve of his nose was straight, his breathing was gentle, his eyelashes were long and soft, slightly curled up. His profile was nestled in the thick, snow-white bedding, already in a light sleep, seeming to have forgotten what he had said before.

While waiting for the elevator, Luo Jiaqi was surrounded by a crowd, while Shen Ye stood not far from him. Suddenly, he received a phone call.

Shen Ye stood up and watched him sit down at the dining table in the living room. After a long time, he hesitated and asked, "How did it go?"

If you don't know, why is it only towards me that it is like this?

After only chatting for a short while, Shen Ye interrupted Yang Ning, saying that there was an urgent matter and called a taxi, as if fleeing in a panic.

What is this?

Luojiaqi remained silent, lowered his head to look at the computer screen again, and casually said, "Do I need you to remind me when I have already blurred the line between public and private?"

"Oh. You mentioned Lin Yan?" Chen Ran slightly came to his senses, for a moment unable to grasp his thoughts.

Luo Qi...

She remembered his pale complexion, and suddenly thought of him rushing to Beijing in a hurry. After all, it was also a way to make up for her own mistakes. Shen Ye felt guilty and said somewhat abruptly, "I'll accompany you."

Yes. I sprained my foot, but it's nothing serious.

"What?" Shen Ye's whole body stiffened.

Hanging up the phone, he chuckled self-deprecatingly. This kind of conversation felt like two complete strangers. He rubbed his forehead wearily and heard a knocking sound at the door.

Shen Ye looked at him thoughtfully, and suddenly asked somewhat abruptly, "Why can't we go out?"

Luojiaqi lowered his head slightly in a daze. The sunlight shone in from the terrace, falling on his back, and his stiff posture cast a dim and long shadow.

Shen Ye opened his hand that was holding onto himself, and forced a smile, saying, "Yes."

It's not her personal one.

As a result, Lao Zhang also expressed the same sentiment with her: "Yes, every morning when I come to pick him up, he is always in high spirits."

Some people say with certainty that Luo Jiaqi didn't do anything at that time, he just left the scene with his assistant, without even looking back at the chaotic scene. Some people sneered, what's the big deal, leaving at that time was just to avoid suspicion, right? He even went to the hospital to see his new lover late at night. Besides, who is Mr. Luo? Would he get entangled with his assistant?

Dr. He nodded and said with a smile, "He always feels a little uncomfortable when he gets off the plane. Don't worry too much, I'll go take a look."

Luo Jiaqi... She thought for a long time, and when she was about to lose sight of his back, she called out his name.

Adjust the water temperature to the highest level. Every wisp of steam flowing over the skin brings a slight shivering sensation, scalding and piercing. She leaned against the smooth porcelain wall, slowly squatting down and hugging her knees.

A few things quickly connected together, Chen Ran didn't need him to remind her again, but she stood still, somewhat stunned, looking at Luo Jiaqi, and after a while, she said, "Are you... sure you want to do this?"

It turned out that he had cried before... ... With a height difference of one level of stairs, his line of sight was slightly higher than Shen Ye's. There seemed to be some kind of emotional turmoil in his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch her cheek.

A few seconds later, Luo Jiaqi took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around Shen Ye's body. He whispered, "Tingting... Can you walk on your own?"

Shen Ye casually said, "One turn of the head," but that slender figure made oneself stay in place.

He lowered his head again, just picking up the cup of coffee, and politely said, "Thank you."

Oh, alright. Right away.

"Lin Yan?" Luo Jiaqi repeated softly, as if reminding himself to remember this name. "Was she later taken to the hospital?"

If you are feeling unwell, it is better not to...

In the elevator, only Luo Jiaqi and Li Ning remained. Li Ning scratched his head in confusion and said, "According to convention, after this incident, the risk assessment report should be placed in front of everyone."

Shen Ye came out of the bathroom, dragging his soft slippers, and walked to the hallway outside the bedroom. His long hair was still dripping with water, but he didn't feel cold, perhaps because the air conditioning was on high, or perhaps because of the illusion created by the sunlight outside the window.

Luo Jiaqi remained silent for a moment and said lightly, "It's nothing."

His arm was resting on Shen Ye's shoulder, and she could feel his increasingly warm body temperature, so she was a little anxious to stop him—after all, she was drinking grape juice, a few more cups wouldn't be a problem. But as her fingers touched her own cup, Luo Jiaqi glared at her, his lips pressed thin like paper, his expression full of displeasure and warning.

When Shen Ye was about to sit down, Luo Jiaqi suddenly crossed over her shoulder and greeted the middle-aged man next to her, saying, "Director Li, long time no see." Then he patted Shen Ye's shoulder, pointed to his own seat, and said naturally, "Sit here."

At first, his face turned somewhat pale, then it flushed red. It was not the same light red as when one wakes up. It looked as if the capillaries under his skin were rapidly expanding under the influence of alcohol, and it did not look healthy.

The heart contracted in an instant, and the hands and feet became icy cold. Luo Jiaqi only felt a blank in his mind, even losing the courage to continue thinking.

Luojiaqi did not take Chen Ran's advice to rest. Upon returning to 1 & N, his gaze paused briefly on the closed door next to him, but his footsteps did not stop. He pushed open the door to his own office and walked in.

When Shen Ye brought the tea in, he was making a phone call.

Chen Ran followed behind him and couldn't help but glare fiercely at Li Ning again. He lowered his voice and said, "It's already bad enough, and you're still urging Luo to drown his sorrows in alcohol? Manager Li, please refrain from doing so in the future."

Luojiaqi is still in his original posture, lying on the thick and white bed, with one long leg hanging down to the ground.

The elevator doors slowly bounced open to both sides, and Shen Ye walked in. He smiled at Chen Ran and said, "Thank you."

The person across the street is jeering: "Mr. Luo feels sorry for the little girl. So, one drink is worth three."

Chen Ran saw the list displayed by the hotel. As expected, both the black square and red square in the suite were finished. As a result, the waiter brought beer as an extra. Naturally, she couldn't say anything to Luo Jiaqi. However, when she turned around, she saw Li Ning. Her expression was stern, as if she had seen her mischievous son.

Chen Ran glanced at Luo Jiaqi without saying a word. Meanwhile, Luo Jiaqi had already turned his face and was casually speaking in a low voice with a colleague as if nothing had happened. She could only smile awkwardly.

As soon as I pushed the door open, someone was laughing: "Miss Shen made a phone call for so long, should we punish her with a few drinks?"

Luo Jiaqi supported Shen Ye's shoulder, already a little unclear in speech: "Lijing... the private room upstairs has been opened, everyone please enjoy..."

During a moment of confusion, Chen Ran called again: "Mr. Luo, your mother's phone, should I put it through?"

When Shen Ye walked out, he was absent-mindedly thinking that he hoped he had forgotten what happened at the Lijing last night... so that everyone would feel more comfortable.

At nine o'clock the next day, Luo Jiaqi stepped into the office punctually.

Luojiaqi leaned against the doorway, rubbing his forehead with his other hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's the conclusion?"

Luo Jiaqi didn't stay long, and left after speaking.

Numbered parking space, monotonous black, nothing special.

Chen Ran glanced at Luo Jiaqi's back and said sympathetically, "Chasing after girls is really not easy. Suddenly, I feel that when my husband pursued me, it was too effortless." After saying that, she shook her head and continued walking forward.

The car finally stopped by the roadside. After stepping out, she turned back and said in a voice only audible to each other, "Mr. Luo... My suggestion, please consider it carefully."

That woman rushed out of the crowd, desperately running towards Luo Jiaqi. As she pulled out the bottle stopper, the liquid inside the bottle swayed with a textureless transparent color.

His knuckles slightly bent, still stretched in the air, his expression unchanged, only his eyes instantly turned as black as ink.

You seem to have drunk too much today.

He still lowered his head, his left hand supporting his forehead, his thumb gently rubbing his temple. His right hand held a pen and tapped on the desk like a child, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

After a moment of silence, Shen Ye said, "He socializes like this every day. Can he still get up early every morning?"

Dr. He shrugged and said, "He insists. I can only suggest that he take a rest for a while now."

The flash went off again, and Shen Ye blinked hard, seeing that the woman seemed to be holding a bottle in her hand.

Luojiaqi lowered his head again: "Go and contact her agency."

The aunt hurried out and took a quick look, somewhat surprised: "Mr. Luo, why are you here?"

Even though one dislikes the other's big ears and fat head, they themselves have no grounds to refuse.

There was a hint of peculiarity in Luo Jiaqi's heart, as he tentatively called out to her, "Shen Ye?"

Half an hour later, when Shen Ye sat in the passenger seat, Old Zhang looked at her curiously.

Actually, it's not really a dream. It's just the recurring incident from last night. The accelerating sports car pinned her to the seat, and everything in her abdomen was churning. She wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Luo Jiaqi moved his gaze away without expressing any opinion, his hands leisurely inserted in his pockets, his tone flatly said, "This is the reason why I didn't want to bring you along."

The house is not new, but it is tidy and clean. Shen Ye was taken by the aunt to the bathroom on the second floor.

Understood. He lifted his gaze and landed on her face, asking lightly, "Did you send me back last night?"

The interests involved in this matter became clear to her with just a little thought, as she had been responsible for this case all along. She feared that if this matter was reported, the labor union, which was already inclined to cause trouble, would become even more opposed to the privatization and restructuring of the enterprise. From Luo Jiaqi's standpoint, she really couldn't think of any way to salvage the situation.

He lifted his gaze slightly, gestured for her to put down the cup, then turned around and continued speaking on the phone, saying, " ... you may continue."

Sorry - I know this is personal time, but could you please send me the integrated information of the S city acquisition project? Lu Jiaqi's hotel room is on the top floor, with a panoramic view. Under the deep blue night, the entire city is enveloped in a faint light. He turns around and finally his gaze stops on the screen of his notebook.