Xu Xiaoya looked at her anxiously, but didn’t know how to comfort her.
All night, Yan Xixi was unable to sleep.
She tossed and turned, her heart racked with pain.
In the middle of the night, she leaped up and rushed to the window to stare at the moonlight outside. The longer she looked, the more disoriented she beca.
It was hazy, like the moonlight from years past. Desolate and pale, it made the whole world seem chaotic and confused.
The moon had been like this the year her mother died.
She rembered being full of confidence the first ti she went to Huang Xiaojue’s house, looking forward to a beautiful future. Xiaojue had said, "Xixi, I will give you 5,000 yuan for living expenses each month, and the rest can be saved for ergencies. That way, if your mom needs sothing urgent for her hospitalization, we’ll have it ready. At worst, we can have a simple wedding and not buy a house or car for the next few years."
That was the sweetest thing she had ever heard in her life.
But after eting Huang Xiaojue’s mother, everything fell apart.
Years later, what she thought was a silver lining turned out to be a mirage.
A knock ca at the door. "Xixi..."
She didn’t answer, and Xu Xiaoya let herself in.
Xu Xiaoya clearly saw Xixi standing by the window, her silhouette in the moonlight looking particularly lonely and frail.
"Xixi, have sothing to drink."
Yan Xixi took the bottle of hot milk Xu Xiaoya handed her. Holding such piping hot milk on this chilly spring night, her heart finally felt a little warr.
She sat down cross-legged, and Xu Xiaoya also sat down cross-legged.
"Huang’s mother said today that she’s afraid that if Xiaojue and I get married, she can’t be sure that my child will carry Xiaojue’s bloodline."
Xu Xiaoya exclaid in disbelief, "How dare that old hag insult you like this?"
She fud, "Where does that damn old woman get her sense of superiority from? Does she think her son is the only man in the world? She should rember there are thirty million bachelors out there, probably desperate for any woman!"
Yan Xixi forced a laugh, but tears stread down her face in the darkness.
However, she gently covered the corners of her eyes so Xiaoya couldn’t see.
It turned out that no matter how beautiful first love is, it’s still just first love. No matter how hard you try, you can never make it last.
"Xiaoya, you go to sleep now. You’ve got a busy day tomorrow."
"Xixi, don’t overthink it. When you reach the mountain, a path will appear."
"I know my limits, don’t worry."
Xu Xiaoya left without shutting the door, and Xixi didn’t bother to close it either—she preferred it this way because Xiaoya’s room was right across from hers.
Actually, she often left her door open. Ever since her mother passed away, living here was the only ti she truly felt secure, felt like she had company. This feeling was much like the comfort of holding this bottle of warm milk in the quiet night.
She woke up at five in the morning, made several simple dishes for Xu Xiaoya, and left them in the pot. She herself had no appetite for breakfast and went straight to the office.
She had already packed up so miscellaneous items. Her resignation letter had been submitted a long ti ago. Although Huang Ying hadn’t said anything, her disappointnt was obvious.
Ultimately, won were like that; at critical monts, they just couldn’t be counted on.
She couldn’t bring herself to face Huang Ying. Instead, she focused on diligently organizing all her current work.
Just then, the internal phone rang. She saw it was Huang Ying. Just as I dreaded, she thought. Still, she had to brace herself and go up to see her.
Huang Ying was holding her resignation letter. "Please sit," she said calmly. Yan Xixi sat down.
Huang Ying went straight to the point, "Your reason for resignation is not sufficient."
Yan Xixi took a deep breath. At this point, she no longer wanted to hide anything. Concealing the truth from Huang Ying now felt wrong. She spoke softly, "Director Huang, according to company regulations, I had to resign."
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