Fanji looked at the assistant, and the assistant said cautiously, "sister Fanji, if you don't want to say it, even if you don't want to say it."
Fantine looked at her and laughed. The smile had a trace of sadness. She opened her mouth and her voice was hoarse with tears: "you say, when a person thinks he is dead, he is sad and desperate for him, sad for him to suffer from depression, and even commit suicide twice. The result shows that he is not dead. But over the years, he has not come to see you. What is the reason?"
The assistant is a little silly.
How sad does the story sound?
She thought of the bad things she had seen in the entertainment industry and the endless stream of dog blood scripts, and carefully speculated: "maybe it's amnesia, forget the past, or It was he who felt that there was no need for it. "
There is no need for that.
The assistant's words, like a needle, pierced Viola's body.
Sixteen years, sixteen years!
From cardamom girl to mature woman, she has been in despair for 16 years for this person who thought she had passed away!
How long can the friendship of youth last?
The answer is, for a long time.
Viola's fingernails were pinched into the flesh so tightly that she couldn't even feel the pain.
She is not willing, not willing.
Even if it is to listen to him face to face, she needs to know why.
There must be a reason for amnesia, or suffering, or not taking their feelings seriously!
After many years, no one knows how shocked she was to see him in a party.
The assistant almost guessed something, and was surprised that something like this had happened to Fantine.
Depression, two suicides?
Is that terrible?
It is impossible to imagine that such a thing happened to Fantine.
Fantine wiped her tears and stood up. Although her face was still pale, she slowly had some original style. She asked her assistant in a hoarse voice, "do you know that the vice president of flannel group appeared at the dinner party we attended the other day when the branch of Fran group opened in China?"
Assistant:
She knew that vice president, but she was not qualified to be on the scene. She just listened to what others said. She was only in her thirties. She was dignified and was the absolute focus of the day. But he There's a fiancee.
She had a faint sense of the dog blood story.
"I want to know his contact information," said Fantine
The assistant blinked his eyes and said, "OK, OK, I'll find a way to get it."
She knew that if it wasn't for her own change of mind, no one else could persuade her.
Although sister Fantine looks sad, she should bear it as an assistant, but she is too curious about it.
One is a young and promising vice president of top 500 enterprises, who is said to have a great future, and the other is a female star with high status in the circle?
Depression, suicide.
Mom, I'm afraid it's the annual shocking news just to pop out some small materials casually.
Fanji sank her eyes and wiped her face with a wet tissue. Her eyes were already crying. She calmed down, looked at her mobile phone again, and sent a message to Qiao Jin.
Anonymous buyer XX: I still want to count.
Today: pro, you have calculated the most important thing, can not continue to calculate oh.
Anonymous buyer XX: I can continue to order, the most expensive one.
Today: money does not matter, the important thing is, can not calculate oh.
Fantine was a little surprised. What happened to the fortune teller's shop? Didn't he make any money?
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