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Shang Zhitao had no idea what Luan Nian meant by "finding someone," not until she went to his place and saw it for herself. He was like an addict. Too exhausted to move, Shang Zhitao sprawled on the bed and complained, "Isn't this basically trading sex for favors?" Luan Nian looked her over. "Where exactly is the sex?" "Hmph!" Unconvinced, Shang Zhitao turned her back to him. Her personality was soft, but she was still a girl from Ice City, and she carried a bit of that look about her. Tall enough, with smooth lines, actually quite good-looking. Just not quite good-looking enough to make Luan Nian's eyes light up. After all, Luan Nian was blind. That was what Shang Zhitao told herself. But her mind was still on the promotion, so she sat up, hugged her knees, and looked at him with a smile. "So will you give me a green light this time around?" she asked him. "No." "...Then why send me to find someone?" Luan Ni...

Shang Zhitao set her drink on another table by the window. The moonlight was bright and clear, and inside the glass, the heart-shaped garnish glittered. Luke, having eaten his fill of meat, trotted out and sat down beside her to watch the moon together. Her drink was different from everyone else's. A girl at the next table kept glancing at it and said to her friend, "I want to try that cocktail too. I've never seen it before, but it looks delicious." She asked Shang Zhitao what the drink was called. "It's called Brave Heart." Shang Zhitao knew nothing about cocktails and assumed it was just an ordinary girly drink, the kind sold everywhere. It tasted sweet and gentle, with only a mild kick. Luan Nian had mixed it to match her personality. "Is it the owner's special mix?" the girl asked again. "Huh?" Shang Zhitao clearly had no idea what an owner's special was. The girl raised her hand and said to Luan Nian, "I'd...

"I want you to be my boss." "Why?" "Because I like working with you. I feel like I can learn a lot working alongside you, and you push me to keep growing. Most of all, I get to see you often. All of that just feels really good." Shang Zhitao typed this with her face slightly warm, stopping just short of saying: I want to be with you every day, forever. "What did Tracy talk to you about?" "...Nothing. She doesn't even know about our relationship." "What relationship?" Luan Nian asked her. "The kind where something happens and you keep it hidden to the end?" Luan Nian really was petty and held grudges, and now Shang Zhitao knew it firsthand. "..." Shang Zhitao ignored him and threw herself into studying the internal transfer process. She wanted to change positions, because she wanted to try something more specialized. Lumi had dug up a copy of the application Grace had submitted years ago and tosse...

Luan Nian drove aimlessly through the streets. Autumn was probably Beijing's most beautiful season. Fallen leaves scattered across the pavement, a lone chair sat at a bus stop, and an old man sketched by the roadside, folding it all into his drawing. There was nothing dirty or ugly in the picture, only a prettified peace. He parked by the curb, found a chair, and sat watching the crowds flow past. The trembling Shang Zhitao and the Shang Zhitao who had endured everyone's scrutiny kept alternating in his mind, until at last they settled into a single image: Shang Zhitao fighting her battle alone. A Shang Zhitao who had never wanted to ask him for help, who had held fast to the terms the two of them had first agreed on. A completely different woman. Or maybe she had always been like this, and he simply had never noticed. Luan Nian had never been so shaken, so filled with dread, as he was today. That recording had torn something open inside him, and it wouldn't stop bleed...