She walked into the unit with a bowl of hot dry noodles. Her "mysterious disappearance" for the past few days coincided with the period when she was keeping vigil for her mother's "second anniversary of death", so it didn't affect her work.

  "Hey, in here." Luo Gan shouted behind her, jingling the car keys. He jogged a few steps forward and warmly wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "What's with the hot dry noodles? You don't love bean skin the most, do you? Throw it away, throw it away. I'll buy some for you." As he spoke, he snatched the hot dry noodles from her hand and tossed them into a nearby trash can.

  She's a very nice girl. She doesn't get angry either. He said he would buy her tofu skin. If it's lost, then it's lost.

  "You have something to look for me."

  No trouble offering earnest devotion. How is it possible? Gao Yan has this bit of enlightenment still.

  Lu Geng became more enthusiastic. He put his arm around her shoulder and shook her gently. "There's something, there's something. We've been colleagues for so long. This thing really only you can help me get it off my chest."

  Sigh. Gao Yun's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  Lu Geng put his arm around her shoulders and they walked in together. He whispered something in her ear.

  Her eyebrows were always slightly furrowed.

  Luō Gāng said. His brother might have an affair with a mistress. His sister-in-law is anxious and wants him to help meet the mistress. Luō Gāng said. He's a man who doesn't know how to talk tough. But his mouth is very sharp. When he starts talking, it's like a river flowing non-stop. From the mountains in the south to the north, he can talk about anything. If he goes to help, they will definitely win completely.

  I'm thinking to myself, I can handle it. But you're clearly trying to make me the bad guy. Being a mistress is a job that requires both physical and mental effort. It's really tiring.

  However, Luo Gan was moved by her words and completely softened his heart. He agreed.

  "If there's anything in the future, just let me know. I'll be right behind you." Lu Geng was excitedly expressing his determination to her. Sister Yuan hastily walked out.

  "Hurry up. There's a PLA soldier waiting for you inside." And then he added in her ear, "He's quite handsome."

  She's a bit stiff. All of them are wearing military uniforms. They all look pretty good. Which route is this?

  Go in and take a look.

  Don't recognize.

  The Liberation Army's handsome and elegant Wen Wener stood by the window. As soon as she came in, her eyes fell on him... Wen Wener thought his eyes were quite beautiful. Of course, beautiful eyes are nothing new to her, but this pair was special - very pure, like autumn water.

  "You're looking for me..."

  "You're Gao Feng, right? Hello. I'm Gong Xiaoyue." He said, politely extending his right hand.

  Caw caw caw.

  Don't believe it. Gong's scoundrel has a pair of pure and innocent eyes that can drown people at first sight.

  Cough. I guess it's true that things will reverse when they reach an extreme. The purer something is, the more corrupt it becomes. The more corrupt it becomes, the purer it becomes. Heaven itself has become twisted.

  "Oh. Hello. I'm Gao Yun." Gao Yun also politely extended his right hand. The two shook hands and then let go, without a trace.

  This man. There are several moles on her body. In which parts. Light or heavy. Thick or thin. Clear and distinct. But she doesn't recognize him at all. Even though they met once at Hulai's house. First, she was preoccupied. Second, she is someone who doesn't remember people. No impression whatsoever. Not to mention afterwards. She suffered from "intermittent amnesia". After waking up, she even forgot about the first and second half of her conversation with Hulai and Zheng Jishang. Let alone Gong Xiaoyue. No impression at all.

  "I saw you online, 'Psychological Counseling' has good reviews. I came to admire your reputation. I want to talk to you about some things and see if I can get some relief." Xiao Yue smiled, her military uniform making her look particularly elegant. Her eyes had a hint of purity, which was even more captivating and touched people's hearts in the most tender spot.

  "Oh. Thank you. Please sit down. What's up." Lianlian quickly got into the state.

  She is still quite hardworking. Since starting work, she also went to study psychology. Zhang Jin also opened a special column for her on the community website based on her strengths. The reputation is indeed not bad.

  "I now have a girlfriend. She is still resentful about my past relationships. Actually, I don't have any contact with my ex-girlfriend anymore. But some old photos and love letters are still kept. This doesn't mean I still have feelings for her. I just think that since we were together, it's not necessary to make it a big deal and be overly bitter about it. It's also a good memory of the past. But she can't understand this. She always thinks that if I don't cut ties with my ex, it means I don't love her enough or deeply enough. Do you think all women are like this? How should I convince her?"

  She sat across from the desk, her eyes cast down at the corner of the table. Gentle and refined. This wouldn't give the narrator a sense of oppression, on the contrary, she was a faithful listener.

  At this point, Luo Gan came in and quietly placed a bowl of tofu skin on her desk. She looked up at Luo Gan, who smiled at her and politely nodded to Gong Xiaoyue before turning around and leaving.

  Gong Xiaoyue saw that she didn't even glance at the bowl of tofu skin. Gong Xiaoyue also knew that she was fully devoted to her work. Yet... for some reason, a surge of anger rose up.

  She really hooks up with people everywhere... even the men at her workplace aren't spared.

  It can be. Listen again. She spoke... Gong Xiaoyue's heart was filled with a mix of emotions. "Surprise" had overwhelmed "anger"... She really knew how to talk.

  "Hmm. Persuasion. I think it's impossible. You believe that eating a few sushi, playing with Hello Kitty or watching a "If You Are the One" can 'persuade' Chinese people to forget about Japan's invasion history? "Nanjing, Nanjing" should be filmed, no negotiation."

  Your behavior of keeping old lover's photos and love letters is the same as Japanese politicians visiting Yasukuni Shrine. It's clear that you want to turn your current girlfriend into a feminist. What's good about keeping those things? If you must keep them, keep them in your heart. Don't offend anyone.

  I admit it. The heart that remembers the past. Everyone has it. Are you trying to prove to people that you're a good man who understands "remembering the past"? Honestly, on this kind of major principle issue, your current girlfriend cares about whether your heart is as free as a flower, and won't care how broad-minded you are. What's truly worth keeping, I think, should be the romantic experiences from before, regardless of whether they were successful or not.

  Finally, I want to tell you that don't overestimate yourself. Women aren't clueless, they're too understanding.

  Look at the puppy.

  Look at this mess in front of us.

  Speaking neither quickly nor slowly. Tone is calm and peaceful. Demeanor remains silly and straightforward. However, those bright little eyes... Cunning and clever.

  Gong Xiaoyue smiled and lowered her eyes. She's formidable.

  Such a provocative move only stirred up Xiaoyue's absurd idea of "hurting" her. Don't be surprised. The uninteresting prey may not be as exciting as the fruit of victory. The more "unique", the more it brings feelings.

  Then chatted with her for a while. Gong Xiaoyue suggested that his "girlfriend" was nearby, and asked if she could take advantage of the opportunity to "mediate" between the two of them. The woman naturally had no objection. This kind of "consultation mediation" is all about making money.

  Then, the official "again" got on his carriage.

  This time. Gong Shao doesn't plan to play tricks anymore. Fiercely. Just fiercely on this matter. We're going to openly harm you. Make you remember. Who the enemy is.