31-Year-old Chen Guanzheng is accurately divided: he enters Dacheng Law Firm on time at 7:45 every day, earns a monthly salary of 82,000, ranks among the top three in the internal system for winning rate, and has stomach medicine and cervical spine exercise reminders occupying the most prominent position on his mobile phone. He thought he would walk to the partner's position step by step until he bumped into the intern who was copying materials in the corridor of the law firm.
Lin Ennian, 22, had just gotten out of a two-year relationship. On the night of the breakup, she calmly finished a bowl of noodles at Shaxian Snacks, then returned to the rental house to recite Article 52 of the Contract Law. For her, love, like studies, are cases that need to be sorted and filed. She threw the ceramic cup left by Jiang Zheng into the trash can, like disposing of invalid evidence.
Two people who are accustomed to using logic to deconstruct the world met in a jungle made of glass curtain walls. For the first time, records unrelated to the winning rate appeared in Chen Guan's case notes, and Lin Ennian's trial memo contained personal emotions that should not exist. They tried to handle the incident professionally—drawing out boundaries and laying out the terms like a watertight contract.
However, life is never a black and white document. When Chen Guan discovered that Lin Ennian would secretly put stomach medicine in his drawer while working overtime, and when Lin Ennian saw that the red annotations on the internship report that Chen Guan revised for her were actually more detailed than the case notes, they began to understand: some feelings are like sudden cross-examinations in court, and no matter how well prepared they are, they will be disrupted.
This is a dangerous game between two sober people - he is calculating the risk coefficient of the age gap and workplace rules, and she is weighing the benefits of dependence and independence.
So pretty, so pretty