After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Chapter 115 What a coincidence, is it your birthday too?

But three years later, he was still so dull in front of Yi Zongyu, like a robot that only knew how to obey orders.

After thinking for a long time, Yu Jing held up half a rice ball, turned on the front camera, and took a picture.

o_o：【Picture】

o_o: [The evidence is here]

Yi Zongyu enlarged the photo and saw that Yu Jing's expression was dull, as if he was too serious.

She was wearing the same clothes I saw today, a beige long-sleeved shirt.

It seemed that most of his clothes were light-colored, which made his skin look whiter. His eyes were as round as the cheese cat's, staring at the screen.

so cute.

At this moment, Yi Zongyu really wanted to know how they had been in love before.

I didn't seem to care much about amnesia before.

But now looking at the people in the photos, they are so cute and vivid, and seem to have a mysterious gravitational force that is drowning me in it like a whirlpool.

After Yu Jing finished eating the rice ball, the screen of his mobile phone flashed, and the memo note reminded him that Yi Zongyu’s birthday was in two days.

During the years of separation, Yu Jing didn't even celebrate his own birthday, but he remembered the date of October 22nd very clearly.

There is no Monday dessert shop in Switzerland, and the coconut coffee cake he made to order doesn’t taste as good as the ones he had before, but he still devoutly lights candles every year and makes wishes for people.

I hope Yi Zongyu’s health can recover as soon as possible this year.

I hope Yi Zongyou will have a safe trip and good luck this year.

I wish that every wish Yi Zongyu makes this year can come true.

After three years of prayer, Yu Jing knew it by heart.

He looked at the photo on his phone's screensaver, which was taken when the two of them were making a snowman in the Fenghua Yuefu garden that winter.

Yu Jing was held in Yi Zongyu's arms, with only a pair of curved eyes showing as he looked at the camera with a smile.

It seems as if I can smell the scent of snow through the screen, and it feels like I’m in another world.

Early the next morning, Xue Feihan called and asked him to go to Fenghuali for lunch.

Yu Jing was already prepared to be attacked. He had promised Xue Feihan last time that he would explain things to him properly, but in the end, he had to put the plan aside due to the double pressure from Yi Zongyu and Duan Zuo.

There were only Xue Feihan and Ethan in the hotel box, and the two had not changed much.

It’s just that Xue Feihan dyed his hair back to black, making him look more gentlemanly than before.

"Xiao Jing."

Ethan rushed up to hug him bitterly, "You're really back. I thought Xue Feihan lied to me. Why are you so thin now? Are you not eating or something?"

"He didn't lie to you." Yu Jing smiled with his eyes curved.

"That's right, I'm so reliable, how could I trick you into returning to China?" Xue Feihan poured a glass of wine.

Yu Jing was a little surprised when he saw the suitcase next to the sofa.

"You came back today?"

Ethan nodded, "Just got off the plane."

"Have you been in New York these years?"

"I originally wanted to go back to see Brother Zong You, but my dad stopped me and said that my studies were more important and I couldn't come back."

Ethan suddenly seemed to remember something and asked him.

"Have you met Brother Zong You since you came back?"

Yu Jing lowered his eyes, not knowing what to say.

Xue Feihan slapped Ethan on the shoulder and said through gritted teeth.

"If you don't open the pot, pick it up."

"Sorry, sorry." Ethan quickly changed the subject, "Ah, Xiaojing, what do you want to eat?"

No one mentioned the name Yi Zongyu again. Yu Jing only reported the good news and not the bad news about his situation in the past three years. In his opinion, after experiencing that incident, he could accept any bad situation.

Nothing could make him more sad than losing Yi Zongyu.

At the end of the dinner, Xue Feihan hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Xiao Jing, Zong You's birthday party is in two days, will you come?"

Yu Jing shook his head. "I'm busy with work, you guys just have fun."

He now has no identity to participate in Yi Zongyu's life, and no matter how unforgettable the feelings are, they are just a thing of the past.

Even the memories are only remembered by him.

"Are you really not coming? Can't you just think of it as accompanying the two of us or your friends?" Ethan asked.

"No." He said in a low voice, "I don't want to go."

After being neutered, Hamburger had a poor appetite and didn’t like the wet food specially prepared by Yu Jing.

After get off work, he went to the pet store and bought some canned staple foods and cat food that were palatable and easy to digest, and then went to Monday to pick up the cake he had ordered in advance.

Today is Yi Zongyu’s birthday. Yu Jing hasn’t eaten this coconut coffee cake for a long time and misses it a lot.

After getting off the subway, it’s only a ten-minute walk to the community.

Yu Jing was carrying a large bag, and his other hand was free to hold his cell phone.

The sky was gray and gloomy, like a piece of thick velvet sinking downwards. The wind blew violently through the streets and alleys, constantly blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground.

The typhoon Coral No. 7 mentioned in the news is coming in the next two days, but the work group has not yet been notified of the holiday.

Duan Zuo is indeed a vicious boss who only knows how to exploit his employees.

Yu Jing complained secretly in his heart, and when he raised his eyes again, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down.

The sound of the raging wind between heaven and earth was instantly amplified a hundred times in his ears.

The man was leaning against a black Maybach SUV and smoking. The wind blew the bluish-white smoke into the air, making his angular face look even colder.

His expression remained indifferent, and it was impossible to tell his emotions.

In this doomsday-like wind, there is a distorted beauty, like a natural ruler.

Noticing Yu Jing's figure, Yi Zongyu slowly glanced over to him. His deep gaze almost made his breathing stop.

"Designer Yu."

The voice was cold and calm, pouring into my ears amidst the whistling wind.

The other person's eyes slid down to the cake in his hand, "What a coincidence, is it your birthday too?"

"No."

Yu Jing's throat was dry and he didn't know how to respond.

The feeling of being caught came back, and he tried hard to hide the cake, but it was unlikely.

For a long time, Yu Jing turned his face away to avoid the other person's gaze, trying his best to find his own voice.

"What brings you here?"

"Is the gate of the community yours?" Yi Zongyu asked back.

Yu Jing was stunned for a second and then shook his head.

"It's a typhoon day. It's dangerous outside. Go home as soon as possible."

The other party looked at his face and said nothing.

He felt once again how different the look in Yi Zongyu's eyes was when he looked at him in the past, so indulgent and doting, so completely different from the person in front of him now.

Yu Jing felt bored and turned around and continued walking. It was so cold, it was so cold during the typhoon.

I pressed the floor button numbly and stiffly, and the elevator door suddenly opened again the moment it closed.

Yi Zongyu also came in.

Yu Jing was confused because the other party didn't even press the floor and didn't know what it meant.

Ding--

The elevator door opened, he came out, and Yi Zongyu followed behind him.