summer fireworks

Song Zhilin was full of guilt, and after Xiao Zhao left, she picked up her phone, looked at the few words on the chat interface between her and Yan Shu, and racked her brains to say something to her.

When she was young, she didn't understand Yan Shu's mood, but when she thinks about it now, she just feels that Yan Shu did have a reason for her grievances.

Yan Shu was loved so much, I'm afraid she was the first person to be indifferent to her.

On the day Yan Shu turned around and left, she couldn't say anything to Yan Shu. In fact, she hadn't been able to say anything to Yan Shu.That night, she was very disturbed, she knew that Yan Shu was angry, very angry, angry and wronged, but Song Zhilin thought: You are not the only one who was wronged, why should I apologize first?

Song Zhilin was obedient to Yan Shu, but she was absolutely unwilling to be the one who bowed her head first.

She thought that Yan Shu would ignore her as well, that they might break up like countless campus couples, or they would meet on the street after a long, long time, and then say hello and make up.

However, she did not expect that she would meet Yan Shu at the school gate when school was over the next afternoon.

Yan Shu is carrying a Chanel on her back, her hair is tied into a ponytail, her skin is white and transparent in the sun, her lips are soft pink, she looks down at the phone, her long eyelashes are like butterfly wings.

Song Zhilin hesitated, she didn't know whether she should walk over.

Maybe Yan Shu didn't come to find her?

Just as she was about to bypass Yan Shu and go straight to the bus station, Yan Shu stopped her.

"Where are you going today?" Yan Shu walked up to her as if nothing had happened, and smiled at her as usual, "Do you want to eat ice cream?"

Song Zhilin nodded, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Counting it now, it wasn't just that one time - every time after that, Yan Shu came over and took her hand first.

Song Zhilin held her mobile phone, remembering that Yan Shu was drunk before, crying and saying to her: "My ex-girlfriend? How could I not hate her? Why, why, every time I bow my head first?"

At that time, while driving, Song Zhilin thought almost coldly: How could it be?Obviously I have made more sacrifices, why do you feel that you have given something?

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that holding each other's hand first was itself a kind of concession.

What she was unwilling to do, Yan Shu was equally unwilling, and even more unwilling.

Song Zhilin bowed her head to type in the dialog box, typed a line and then deleted it, not knowing what to say.

She remembered again that between them, it seemed that Yan Shu had always talked more and found more topics.

Song Zhilin sighed, blaming herself for never discovering these details.

After thinking about it, she typed a line in the dialog box:

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Yan Shu didn't reply to her, Song Zhilin waited for a while, clicked into her circle of friends and looked, the last update was several days ago, and looked at other social platforms, there was no update.Yan Shu has always been a person who likes to play on social platforms, which shows that she is probably really busy.

Song Zhilin put down her phone and started to get busy with work, but she always felt that there was one thing on her mind.

She seemed to understand a little bit why Yan Shu cared so much about whether she replied in seconds.

After the lunch break, the employees of the TV department of Starlight Media learned that the boss had invited them to a buffet, and the office was filled with joy.

"What's the matter today, the boss suddenly invited us to dinner?" Some people were puzzled and asked other colleagues.

"Don't you know yet?" The colleague looked at him in surprise, "Our boss has been officially promoted to CEO today, and he will be the rightful boss, the boss of the whole company!"

"Really?!" This person usually doesn't care much about gossip, but now he is very surprised, "I see that the neighbor next door is so annoying all day long, shouldn't he be crying today?"

Indeed, while the TV department is full of laughter, the Internet department is filled with a gloomy atmosphere from top to bottom.

"I didn't expect Mr. Song to become the CEO..."

In the small group in the Internet department, one sentence broke the deathly silence.

"Will you wear small shoes for us? Mr. Chen and her really don't get along. Xiaomei said that they almost had a quarrel at the meeting last time."

"Some people usually don't give up on the people on the TV. Now I think they have to get it back?"

"Otherwise, our life will not be easy..."

Within a few minutes, there were hundreds of discussions.

"The TV said that they built a team at night, eat Yunshen, admire..."

"Damn, is it the first time for our company to have such a high team building per capita?"

"Boss Song subsidizes it. If you have the ability, go to TV too."

As soon as these words came out, many people's thoughts suddenly moved.

When the undercurrent in the small group next door was turbulent, the employees in the TV department worked a little harder.

At about four o'clock, Song Zhilin ordered milk tea and coffee for dessert, and personally mentioned it to the tea room, asking everyone to share the cake.

"Wow, the boss is so generous! I've always wanted to eat this cake!"

"Is it okay to choose milk tea and coffee? That's great, the boss is so considerate."

"Our boss is not aloof at all. He even bought us afternoon tea, and he pissed off the neighbor next door. Every day he knows that yin and yang are pissing us off."

For a while, the tea room was full of laughter.

Song Zhilin drank his coffee and said with a smile: "Everyone eat slowly, from now on we will have cakes every month, to help friends whose birthdays are celebrated that month, I will buy cakes for everyone."

After finishing speaking, she nodded to Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Zhao went to chat with everyone knowingly, and Song Zhilin left the tea room.

She returned to the office and looked at her mobile phone.

Yan Shu hasn't replied to her yet...

It's been two hours, which is really unusual.

Yan Shu almost never left his mobile phone. In the past, he would reply to her within 5 minutes at most. He had never made her wait so long.

Song Zhilin suddenly felt a little worried, what is Yan Shu doing?Is it because you feel uncomfortable that you didn't see the news?Or... Yan Shu is chatting with other people in the studio right now, so he doesn't have time to look at his phone?

She wanted to call Yan Shu, but felt that this move was too limitless.

Song Zhilin looked at the buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and heard the laughter from the tea room next door, and sadly found one thing - she still dared not take a step forward like ten years ago.She is still the same timid, cowardly, afraid of losing, afraid of losing any of the things she has gained.

She threw the phone into the drawer, stared at the files on the desktop, and began to try to divert her attention from work like every time before.

Finally, at 05:30, Xiao Zhao moved into her office from the outside, and asked with a smile, "Boss, it's time to get off work, shall we go?"

Song Zhilin nodded, simply cleaned up the table, picked up the handbag, and followed Xiao Zhao out the door.

The buffet that Xiao Zhao reserved for the TV department is one of the best buffets in City B, not far from their company, but only 10 minutes away.

A group of people sat in a private room, Song Zhilin ate with everyone for a while, said hello to Xiao Zhao, and left quietly.

After Song Zhilin came out of the restaurant, it was exactly 06:30.

She took out her phone, but Yan Shu didn't reply her yet.

Song Zhilin originally wanted to chat with her on WeChat, discuss what to have for dinner, and then go to the studio to pick her up.Unexpectedly, Yan Shu didn't reply her even at this hour.

Song Zhilin's heart really became anxious, she had no choice but to wait any longer.

She drove directly to Yan Shu's studio. At the front desk of the studio, Song Zhilin learned that Yan Shu hadn't left the studio and was painting now.Zhang Lao's studio was strictly managed, and students who were not his were not allowed to enter, so Song Zhilin followed the instructions of the front desk and waited for Yan Shu in the lounge.

Song Zhilin was sitting in the lounge waiting for her. After knowing that Yan Shu was in the studio, Song Zhilin calmed down instead, and she simply took out the document and read it.

She sent a message to Yan Shu: "I've arrived at the studio."

Of course, Yan Shu didn't reply.

After Yan Shu finished painting, he saw that it was almost eight o'clock!

She was in a good state today, and she forgot the time when she was painting, but when she finished, it was already so late.Yan Shu didn't care to pack his painting tools, so he quickly grabbed his phone and saw that Song Zhilin, who never took the initiative to send her messages, sent her two messages.

Yan Shu quickly replied, "I'll be fine soon."

She made an appointment for dinner with Song Zhilin at night, and now Song Zhilin has come to pick her up from the studio, but she has just finished painting, and there are still a lot of things waiting for her to pack.

The weather is already very cold. If the paints are not packed away, the palette and paint box will all be frozen tomorrow. Yan Shu lifted the palette and brushes to the pool and began to wash them quickly. She has never This is how I felt when I was packing up my painting tools.

In the past, every time she tidied up her painting utensils, she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.

Today, she only has anxiety in her heart.

After 15 minutes, Yan Shu packed his things, quickly picked up his bag, and ran to the lounge to find Song Zhilin.

Song Zhilin was looking at the documents, when she felt someone running over, she raised her head and saw that it was Yan Shu.

"Why is it so late?" Song Zhilin put the documents on the table into her bag, and asked softly, "I haven't eaten yet, are you hungry?"

She didn't know why, but she felt like she was waiting for Yan Shu to leave get out of class.

Under the warm yellow light, Song Zhilin felt that everything became very, very light, like a broken but within reach dream.

"I've been waiting for more than an hour, I'm sorry."

Yan Shu scratched his head, a little embarrassed and said:

"The condition is better, I forgot the time..."

"fine."

Song Zhilin picked up her bag and walked out the door with her.

In these 10 minutes, she felt that she had made up for something, a little bit of time she and Yan Shu had missed.They should have had such a time, she waited for Yan Shu to finish class in some kind of studio, then went to eat together, then separated, and then met somewhere to share their new day.

From the studio to the parking lot, Song Zhilin walked very, very slowly.

In the already dark night, she breathed the misplaced air, a bit of cold smell was blown by the wind, and the slightly sweet smell of grass surrounded her, Song Zhilin couldn't help stretching out her hand, and held Yan Shu's fingertips.

Yan Shu was a little surprised, she quickly turned her head and glanced at Song Zhilin.

Song Zhilin's eyes were very gentle, but this kind of gentleness seemed to see something else through her, far away and very close, it was her but not her.

Yan Shu felt uneasy and asked her aloud, "Where shall we go for dinner?"

Song Zhilin suddenly came back to her senses, and forced a smile at her: "Where do you want to go?"

There seemed to be a click in her mind, and a dream was shattered.