If love can be booked

Chapter 197 Missing Him, CEO's Office, Being Rejected

Working in the accounting department was originally a trivial matter and easy for her, but recently, she had been making mistakes frequently.

I always think of him inadvertently. I think of his gentleness, his occasional dominance, his kindness, and his sometimes unreasonable arrogance.

Is he okay? Unable to suppress the restlessness in my heart, my feet slowly walked towards the general manager's office.

"Wan Ning?" Secretary He Ningqin hurried over and called her. The reason why she stopped Shen Wan Ning was not to stop her from meeting the general manager, but more because she was worried that Miss Shen would be kicked out of the office like those people before.

"Sister Ning Qin..."

Facing He Ningqin's concerned gaze, Miss Shen took a deep breath and said firmly: "I want to see him." God knows how much she regrets now that she did not cherish that beautiful time. Why does she always have to wait until she loses something before she realizes that what she has is so precious and rare?

"Boss Lu..." He Ningqin was about to say something but stopped. Boss Lu had completely returned to his previous appearance, his cold and unsmiling state. His previous appearance? Yes, this was the real Boss Lu! He had always been like this before he met Shen Wanning. At that time, he was like an iceberg that was difficult to melt, and people dared not approach him easily.

"Secretary He, please, let me in." Shen Wanning held He Ningqin's hand tightly, her eyes full of pleading and desire. As Lu Jinchuan's secretary, He Ningqin and Shen Wanning have known each other for a long time, and because of Lu Jinchuan, the two have long become close friends, and can be said to talk about anything.

"Wan Ning, Mr. Lu used to be like this, but he always smiled because of you. He was so cold in the company before. To be honest, as a friend, I really hope to see the happy Mr. Lu come back. But now it seems... Well, take care of yourself." He Ningqin reminded her, did he really lose his memory? Why did he remember everyone but forget her? Is it because love is too bitter and tiring?

Hearing what He Ningqin said, Shen Wanning's eyes gradually became moist, but she still held back her tears and said softly: "Thank you, Sister Ningqin."

Secretary He walked away. She had no idea what would happen next or what the outcome would be, but she had a strong premonition deep in her heart: these days would not be easy. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh softly and silently wished Shen Wanning well in her heart. At this moment, she suddenly missed the relaxed and stress-free working environment she once had.

"Knock, knock." A crisp and rhythmic knock on the door sounded. Lu Jinchuan, who was sitting at his desk, heard the sound and naturally thought that the person knocking on the door was his secretary He Ningqin who had just left. So he didn't look up immediately and continued to focus on the documents in his hands.

Shen Wanning stood quietly at the door with a gentle look.

He was looking through the documents with great concentration, his serious and focused expression seemed to freeze time. However, she soon noticed that his brows were slightly furrowed, and he had obviously encountered a difficult and troubling problem.

This familiar scene brought back an indescribable emotion to Shen Wanning's heart, as if time had gone back to the past.

They used to sit opposite each other like this back then, but now everything has changed.

"Jinchuan..." Shen Wanning finally couldn't help but call out softly. Her voice was as soft as the breeze blowing across the lake, for fear of disturbing the man in front of her who was immersed in his work. With every word she uttered, she felt the distance between him and her became farther and farther, so far that it seemed that they could no longer touch each other's heartstrings.

"Is it you?" Lu Jinchuan raised his head from the documents and glanced at her. He didn't really dislike her, he just didn't want to see her sad, depressed and desperate look.

"I……"

"What's your name?" Lu Jinchuan asked expressionlessly, his voice so flat as if he was just asking casually.

"Shen... Shen Wanning." Shen Wanning's voice trembled slightly, and a hint of expectation and joy flashed in her eyes. She thought that Lu Jinchuan finally remembered something. However, when she looked at his calm face, the fire of hope that had just ignited in her heart was instantly extinguished. Obviously, he still had no impression of her.

"You really can't remember me?" Shen Wanning bit her lip and unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes with her hands.

"Should I remember you?" Lu Jinchuan frowned. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. But at the same time, another strange feeling passed through his heart like a breeze, making him feel unprecedented peace. This contradictory feeling made him more confused.

"You said I lost my memory, why hasn't my life changed at all? Why? Can you tell me why?" He kept searching his mind for bits and pieces of the past, trying to find even a little clue about what happened before he lost his memory, but all his efforts were in vain. Did he really lose that important memory? Or was this so-called amnesia just a carefully woven lie?

"I..." Shen Wanning was speechless. She also wanted to know why.

"You don't know, do you? Tell me, am I a madman?" Lu Jinchuan scratched his hair in annoyance. Lu Jinchuan didn't know what was wrong with him, as if everything had gone off track overnight. What went wrong? Did he forget something important? Or was someone secretly manipulating all this?

"No, no." Shen Wanning shook her head. How could he belittle himself like that? He was not crazy, she was the crazy one.

"Besides, I don't like crying women." For some reason, when Lu Jinchuan saw Shen Wanning's tears pouring out like a dam bursting, he became more and more upset. Although he said he hated her, in fact, deep in his heart, there was an indescribable emotion surging, but he was forcibly suppressed in his heart.

"Ding ding."

"Hello." The phone rang, his, and he pressed the answer button irritably.

"Jinchuan, 'Flower Season for You' theme restaurant, 7pm, I'll wait for you." Chen Wanxin naturally knew all about the changes in their relationship and the things that had happened recently. It was just back to the situation before Shen Wanning appeared.

"Okay." Lu Jinchuan simply responded and hung up the phone.

After a while, Lu Jinchuan broke the silence first and asked, "Anything else?" His tone was still cold, without a trace of warmth.

"No." Shen Wan Ning shook her head. She really didn't know what to do. He didn't like her, and he showed it very clearly, but she just refused to leave, holding on to the memories and guarding the loneliness.

Because I have loved, I feel heartache.

Lu Jinchuan made a gesture of invitation.

Watching her leaving, Lu Jinchuan fell silent. Why did he want to rush up to her and give her a warm hug when he saw her lonely figure? Who was she? What kind of intricate connection was there between her and him? Why after losing his memory, he could vaguely recall all the people and things, but had no impression of her at all?

Just a moment

In an instant, everything changes, in an instant, everything is lost

A moment is not long

But, it's just a moment

I can't find anything, I want to grab it so much

The gap at that moment made me sad

It was as if I lost everything in an instant, I knew I didn't

But suddenly when I wanted to remember something, I found that time had stopped at that moment.

The unstoppable pain comes from the shock of the soul, and the unstoppable tears slide across the eyelids

At this moment, I don't know what to do

Cry? It would be too cowardly.

I'm not actually strong.

I also want to find someone to talk to.

Is that you? Is that not you?

Maybe not, because there is no sadness in his brows

He's gone, he's gone, I can't find him

From now on, I am the only one watching the sunset in the west, burying my worries

From now on, I can no longer find him in my world.

I really want to talk to you about ideals and life again, and keep walking with you holding his hand.

It just happened yesterday.

Today I can't find the laughter of yesterday

It was yesterday.

Suddenly, it seems that it no longer matters