She owned two high-performance computers, both state-of-the-art global models, specially brought back from abroad by Wan Donglin. Typically, she used both connected together for her assignnts, which greatly boosted her efficiency.
When it ca to her study tools, Wan Donglin never hesitated to spend money. He never waited for her to ask; he was always mindful and ready to buy her whatever she needed, more diligently than he acquired new luxury handbags.
She rembered her freshman year, envying dormmates who had computers. Back then, I thought I’d never be able to afford one in my entire life. Now that I have even better, top-of-the-line models, how can I not cherish them?
「New Year’s Eve arrived in a blink.」
For three consecutive days, C City experienced its heaviest snowfall in twenty years, cloaking the world in a silver-white shroud.
Many non-locals had returned to their hotowns. The once bustling, crowded city suddenly seed deserted, with only a few people on the streets.
Yan Xixi moved a chair to the window and sat quietly, watching the heavy snow fall. Roses, China roses, loquat trees, and fig trees were all covered in ice and snow. Their protruding branches had transford into icicles of various shapes.
She sat on the floor. The underfloor heating was excellent, and even her bare feet felt warm on it—a stark contrast to the icy, snowy world outside.
She rembered the New Year’s Eve dinner she had eaten with her mother the previous year.
If it hadn’t been for Huang Xiaojue, they wouldn’t even have had the money for that New Year’s Eve dinner.
This was a rapidly developing city, experiencing an explosion of wealth and information. People often dressed extravagantly. For instance, a reasonably well-off white-collar worker might wear designer clothes worth tens of thousands or carry a Louis Vuitton bag of similar value. Yet, a single major illness with high dical costs, a car accident, or even the purchase of a house could be enough to alter the course of a person’s life.
She hadn’t eaten anything all day, yet she didn’t feel hungry.
After a very long ti, she logged into the account she had long since abandoned.
The bouncing penguin icon constantly displayed pop-up ssages, almost all of them from Huang Xiaojue.
"Xixi, where on earth have you gone? I can’t find any news about you anywhere. You even changed your phone number. I can’t reach you on this account anymore, and you’re not on other ssaging services either. I asked Xu Xiaoya, but she refuses to give your phone number, claiming she doesn’t know it and that no one else can contact you either..."
"Xixi, you can’t be with Wan Donglin. He’s just treating you like a plaything..."
"Xixi, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have been so stubborn with you. Please, give another chance..."
"Xixi, even if you don’t give another chance, you can’t gamble with your future like this... Xixi, you can’t afford to get involved with soone like Wan Donglin. What a person is destined to have in life, in terms of food and clothing, is set. We can achieve the life we want with our own two hands..."
"Xixi, my probation period is over. I’ve been officially promoted to regional manager. I can take care of you now; you don’t need to depend on Wan Donglin... Xixi, please, just et once..."
"Xixi, is it really that hard to et just once? Even if I’ve been wrong a thousand tis, ten thousand tis, can’t you give even one chance?"
"Alright, Xixi. I’m not asking you to forgive , and I’m not asking for us to get back together. But can we just et? Just once? I miss you so much..."
...
Initially, his ssages were filled with earnest pleas and attempts at persuasion, but eventually, their tone changed.
Because, ultimately, she never went to see him.
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