He found me

  Li Xiaoming was fired for stealing company data and became the office's hottest topic. Mobile phone mobile terminal first launch address:

  I also recall a personal experience, my high school deskmate who attempted suicide after a heartbreak and then completely disappeared from social media like Facebook, Twitter, Weibo, etc. Two years later, I still had a girl claiming to be her kindergarten classmate's university roommate's middle school classmate's neighbor's relative's friend add me on WeChat and ask, "I heard that xxx, hmm, what happened to her?"

  "What? Speak clearly."

  "Is she dead?" The tone was subtle and sorrowful, yet tinged with a hint of curiosity.

  Especially when I replied, "Oh, there is such a thing." The dialogue box kept showing that the other person was typing, and I could feel her anxiety, melancholy, sadness, and expectation. So I timed it just right, before she sent over her long-winded doubts, and added another sentence: "But unfortunately, she's currently attending Milan Fashion Week with her fiancé."

  It ended like this without any further development. It's not that happiness is too monotonous, but rather many people need a kind of comfort that is more than enough. Mobile phone mobile terminal first launch address:

  Another case is Li Xiaoming.

  Li Xiaoming's story became a cautionary tale in our company the day after he left, and the various versions of it that have been circulating are truly astonishing.

  One of them is more exaggerated, saying he plans to come out and get married in Las Vegas.

  Some people also say that his girlfriend suffers from leukemia and needs a kidney transplant.

  The ultimate version is that he wants to have plastic surgery, just like a supermodel. He's going to Thailand for the operation, because Li Xiaoming had been Jimmy's assistant for a few days before joining the company.

  Only Vivian's type of old monster won't become a topic of discussion, their aura is too strong, almost able to hypnotize a large group of weak and small followers who think they are biting their teeth but actually have a deep reverence complex.

  Human emotions are always magnified and amplified at times like these, so it can be said that moderate abnormality is the most successful disguise and brainwashing method in this world.

  In another corner of the office, Lin and I were standing against the wall with our water cups. I suddenly asked him, "If I had really quit that day, would they be saying now that I went to Korea to chase stars?"

  Lin shook his head, "I think they'll assume you've been selected to enter the Mars Institute."

  "Hehe, am I that fierce?"

  Lin suddenly rolled her eyes with a gentle smile, "As research subjects."

  I punched and kicked him, but Lin turned his face aside and let out a stifled breath. His slender arm propped against the wall behind me, "Sī Xǐ, I have something to tell you."

  "Huh?" I cooperated and made a shy little girl listening pose, waiting for him to finish this lame joke.

  Lin's other hand was innocently touching the back of his head, with a very dignified expression and a hint of greenness, looking like a charming young man. Just as I was about to listen, I was hijacked by a little demon.

  "Mr. Ji Xi, I'll let you go visit his office."

  "Uh-huh, I see. You go back first."

  The atmosphere underwent subtle yet profound changes.

  I turned my head in the direction of the little demon's departure and saw that two blades of the venetian blind of the general manager's office had been pulled open by Yu Tian with his fingers.

  "Lin Jing, how long have you known Yu Tian?"

  "It's been three years, right? What's up?" Lin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "You're that girlfriend who suddenly went abroad and made him drop out of school?"

  I don't know if there were also some people who usually didn't contact each other, or even strangers who had never met before, pointing fingers at Yu Tian. I also don't know if our story will be derived into many vulgar versions. I just feel a little sad.

  It's often just a tiny bit that can be terrifying, because it's like a needle, piercing straight into the heart and can never be pulled out.