To Forgive or Not to Forgive - Chapter 7

I pointed at the documents on the desk, frowning as I asked:

“Didn’t you see? I’m very busy.”

Chen Jianjin was taken aback for a moment:

“Alright, I’ll come find you after work.”

My colleagues were all startled by my tone, and asked in surprise:

“Shuyi, are you switching jobs?”

“You actually dare to talk to him like that.”

I smiled and said:

“No, of course not.”

A colleague asked:

“Then are you resigning?”

I nodded lightly:

“Yes, I’m preparing to leave.”

Resigning requires a one-month advance notice. I had already submitted my resignation letter.

The notification tone on my phone sounded; Chen Jianjin had sent me a message.

I had saved his contact as “A.”

I once secretly checked what name he saved me as. It was my full name: Wen Shuyi.

When I saw that, I felt a little disappointed. Why is it that we’ve done such intimate things, but the feelings between us never seem to get any warmer?

Zhou Sining’s Moments-Chen Jianjin would like every single one.

Yet he rarely liked my Moments.

When I saw his message, I hesitated for a while.

[Wait for me at the company entrance.]

After reading the message, I put it out of my mind. It wasn’t until the sky outside had gone completely dark and the phone rang, that the man’s cool and clear voice reached my ear:

“Still not coming down?”

Only then did I notice the time.

“I still have to work overtime.

You go first, don’t wait for me.”

I slowly tidied up the things on my desk, thinking that since I was about to leave, I should start taking my things away bit by bit.

My gaze landed on the succulent on my desk.

Funny to think of it-I’d begged Chen Jianjin for so long before he finally gave it to me.

I tossed the succulent into the trash can at the edge of the desk.