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The next morning, he meticulously groomed himself in front of the mirror.

Through the open door, I saw him wearing a pair of tight jeans.

In the past, he only liked simple casual wear.

A white shirt with jeans was enough to make my heart flutter.

He once said that he hated the kind of outfit with tight pants and an open collar, thinking it was too deliberate and made a person seem frivolous.

Now, he was wearing tight jeans, with a shirt that had a wide-open collar, exposing a large portion of his chest.

On his feet were polished, shiny leather shoes, and his gait when walking was like a male model on the runway.

"I'm going to work."

he glanced at me, who was sitting on the sofa with a blank stare, and said with a cold laugh.

I calmly spoke up, "Do you remember what tomorrow is?"

Tom turned his head to look at me, his face full of confusion.

I had expected this kind of reaction, but surprisingly, I wasn't angry.

I just calmly reminded him, "My birthday."

I had booked the plane tickets a month ago.

The destination was Tibet.

I love photography.

I like to use this method to record the traces of time and preserve the proof of memories.

Tom had always looked down on this.

To accommodate him, I had nearly forgotten my own hobbies.

This trip to Tibet was something I had to persuade him to reluctantly agree to.

At this moment, it was also the last chance I was giving him.

Tom obviously remembered, frowning and looking like he was going to refuse.

"When we get back, all those interns under you can be converted to full-time employees immediately."

Faced with his hesitation, I spoke up first, "Really?"

Tom couldn't hide the joy on his face.

He kicked off his leather shoes and pounced on me.

With one arm around my waist, his eyes were filled with excitement and exhilaration.

It had been too long since I'd seen him this happy.

"Then it's settled.

You must help Huanhuan..."

Realizing the nickname was too intimate, he gave a dry laugh, "I mean my intern, Fiona Lin.

She's so hardworking and ambitious.

I think just converting her to full-time is selling her short.

Can you talk to Mr.Zhang about directly promoting her to deputy department manager?"

I looked at him expressionlessly until he didn't dare to meet my gaze, guiltily averting his eyes and laughing it off, "I'm just kidding.

I know Fiona doesn't have enough experience yet.

It's already great if she can become a full-time employee.

Honey, you're so good to me.

I love you to death."

With that, he cupped my face and was about to kiss me.

Just as he was about to touch my lips, I turned my head slightly, and he kissed my cheek instead.

Afterwards, he gleefully changed his clothes and started packing his luggage.

I took a towel and carefully wiped away the nonexistent traces on my face.

From takeoff to landing, Tom's phone hardly stopped.

I knew clearly that while his body was on the plane, his heart was at the company.

More precisely, his heart was with that woman named Fiona Lin.

She was only in her early twenties, beautiful and lively, in the prime of her youth.

This tender young thing was indeed tempting.

I didn't have high hopes for him to begin with, but I at least thought we could have a peaceful two days.

But I had still overestimated him.

On the night we arrived at the hotel, we had just put down our luggage when he received a phone call and looked like he was about to jump off a building.

I knew what was going on, but I still casually asked.

He pursed his lips, pulled my sleeve with an apologetic look, "Honey, I'm sorry.

The project I'm in charge of has encountered a big problem.

If I don't handle it well, I might lose my job, so..."

I looked at him in silence.

He lowered his head, not daring to meet my gaze.

After a long time, I sighed, "Alright, go back then.

Work is important."

Hearing me relent, he was overjoyed.

He cupped my face and was about to kiss me, but I pushed him away.

He was stunned for a moment but didn't mind.

He hurriedly pulled out his suitcase, "Honey, I'm sorry.

Have a good time.

If I finish early and still have time, I'll come find you.

When you get back, I'll make it up to you properly."

I sat on the bed, looking at the empty room.

I gave up.

After packing my things, I went out to find something to eat.

As soon as I stepped out, I saw a car swerving wildly on the street.

I pushed the dazed man beside me out of the way.

Although I narrowly escaped death, I fell to the ground, my whole body aching.

The man was anxious to buy me medicine, but I grabbed his hand and shook my head, "Forget it, it doesn't hurt."

My heart was already shattered, so what did these superficial wounds matter?

At least the pain in my body let me know I was still alive.

The man looked at me with a complex expression and hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "You're from Jiangcheng, right? So am I.

Can I accompany you on the rest of your trip?"

I rubbed my swollen mouth corner and waved my hand indifferently, "Whatever.

If you want to follow me, meet in the lobby at 6:30 in the morning."

He nodded repeatedly, as if afraid I would change my mind.