Light Snow to Beginning of Spring GL

The whole night, He Xueyan didn't sleep well.All kinds of things tormented her nerves, her mother called her twice in the middle of the night, asking her to get up and help her father go to the bathroom.Somehow in the early hours of the morning, I got a call from an unknown author asking about submission.

In a daze, He Xueyan woke up after sleeping until dawn, and when she woke up, she thought of Yan Fei.

Sadly, she was introduced by various uncles, and under pressure, she insisted on not getting married until she was almost [-]. She was scolded by her sister as a scum, and the reason was quite simple.She likes women, and she has a little thought for her female colleague Yan Fei.

But office romances are banned even between men and women, let alone two women?He Xueyan is a thin-skinned person, it's okay if she thinks about it, but if she is asked to confess her love to Yan Fei, even if she is killed, she won't be able to do it.

He Xueyan was self-confident, so she had no choice but to disguise her face and keep a distance from her female colleagues.

……

Driving to work early in the morning, the cars came and went, He Xueyan frowned and thought.

Did you get too close to Yan Fei again?

He Xueyan doesn't like ambiguous games at all, but Yan Fei is heartless.Having known each other for more than six years, He Xueyan could only believe that Yan Fei didn't mean anything to her based on her feelings.But if it's really interesting, that's it.He Xueyan was annoyed once, and really wanted to pierce this layer of paper, but Yan Fei always said that she was not single, so she didn't dare.

And sources from the work unit said that Yan Fei was probably taken away by a handsome man. Someone saw her buying a car before, and saw that it was a good deal for a young man in a suit.

Yan Fei is a three-year-old, and everyone in the unit has such a consensus.

If it weren't for this, Yan Fei was born in a worker's family from out of town, even if she risked her life in this area, how could she, a young girl, live in a high-end apartment around the third ring road and run around in four laps.Besides, she is so smart and beautiful and has many young talents to pursue, why doesn't she get married?

He Xueyan was unwilling to believe these rumors.The main reason is that she is not married yet. Could it be that she also belongs to the ranks of being taken over by rich men?If Yan Fei was really taken over by someone, why bother to be a small fudao and earn hard money outside, sometimes seeing good clothes, she would be as reluctant to pay for them.

Is there such a thing as a mistress?It's almost as if I'm losing myself.

She was driving the car daydreaming, and Song Li called her to nag.

"They still have complaints about the title of the book and asked me to change it. You have to come and have a look." Song Li could only look for her.

He Xueyan was actually not optimistic about the title of the book, although she still has a conscience, but after all, she still wants a market, driving the car to persuade: "Why don't you each take a step back and start something that is not so commercial and not so academic. "

"What's that called?" Song Li was not happy.

"It's called the Sangong Sixth Courtyard in history, come on, let's call it that." He Xueyan slammed the phone, not wanting to get entangled with it anymore.

Maybe it was because of the traffic jam on the way to work, and He Xueyan was also a little bit blocked all the way to work because of the trouble.When getting off the car in the parking lot, in the cold air, he breathed white, and saw Yan Fei getting off the car after two empty seats.

The sky was dim, and when Yan Fei saw her face immediately burst into a smile, she was a year older and more beautiful, a few years ago she looked pure and innocent like a college student, but when she got older and matured, she was full of charm.

"Great talented girl, don't say hello when she sees people, it's okay to be noble." Yan Fei's joke came casually, the dark green coat set off her complexion as if it was creamy, it was cold, and there was a little pink on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and beautiful Want to drip.

"I don't even know what to say." He Xueyan told the truth. She had long since dared not get too close to Yan Fei, and even automatically transferred to Song Li's team. Yan Fei even seemed to have a tacit understanding at that time. I haven't contacted her much for a month.In the past two days, probably to ask for help, Yan Fei came to make friends again, so why bother?

"Worried about family matters?" Yan Fei cared about her.

He Xueyan smiled, Yan Fei saw her smiling face, her expression seemed to be relaxed, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curved.Yan Fei's eyes are beautiful, and He Xueyan hates her annoying little appearance the most.

Big eyes to small eyes, staring at each other for a long time in the swishing cold wind.He Xueyan told herself, come on, ambiguity is ambiguity, anyway, it is impossible, it could happen anytime in six years.There must be a reason for what didn't happen.

Then it's harmless to be a little ambiguous with your female colleagues.

He Xueyan's eyes no longer avoided her, with a hint of pampering, she stretched out her hand to pull the scarf for Yan Fei and said, "Is it cold in such a simple dress?"

Yan Fei became more and more like a little girl acting like a baby: "I'm so cold, but the down jacket is so thick, it's ugly to wear, thinking that anyway, driving should be demeanor rather than temperature, but I forgot about having to get out of the car. "While talking, he clenched his palms: "Hands are almost frozen."

He Xueyan couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to hold her hand, feeling a ball of ice in his palm.

There was some surprise on Yan Fei's face, he changed his smiling face at random, and said carelessly: "It's just right, your hands are warm to warm me up."

He Xueyan seemed to spoil her little niece, frowned and smiled wryly, took Yan Fei's hand and put it into the pocket of her down jacket, and walked with her to the office building.

Is this ambiguous?

In fact, it is not counted, it is much closer than that, and it has often happened in the past few years.

A few years ago, the two were in a group, and in order to contact authors from other places, they often had to visit and travel together.The budget of the unit is limited, and there is a room for two people wherever you go. There is also a mistake in the activities of the Writers Association in a certain place. Those who did not book a standard room were given a suite. When the door was opened, there was an extra bed of two meters.

Yan Fei also has a big heart, so she called out directly: "In the future, if someone asks me about my relationship with Xu Liping and her daughter, I will have enough confidence! We are the kind of relationship that opens the door and goes to bed directly!"

He Xueyan doesn't mind that this woman climbs up with his own light, anyway, the relationship network is idle, and Yan Fei can use it as she likes.It's just that Yan Fei's speaker had no intention of saying this, and He Xueyan liked it and was upset after hearing it.Yan Fei took a bath at night, the water was rushing, and He Xueyan was really not the kind of shameless person.

When Yan Fei came out in her bathrobe, He Xueyan had no choice but to pretend that she fell asleep first, and turned a blind eye to the matter.

Pretending to be asleep is not so good, especially when Yan Fei is lying on the side while sleeping and pushing her.

"Teacher He." Yan Fei called softly.

He Xueyan couldn't pretend anymore, she mumbled back: "What's wrong? Aren't you going to sleep?"

Yan Fei said with a playful voice: "Of course I sleep, but it's the first time I know that you don't take off your clothes and pants when you sleep, can you sleep comfortably? Or, you should wash and change your pajamas before going to bed."

He Xueyan turned it up, decided not to be so worthless, went to the bathroom to wash up, and came out in a bathrobe.Yan Fei, the boss with the TV on, was lying on the pillow and was almost drooling.

Tired too much.

He Xueyan lost all mood, covered her with the quilt, closed her eyes on the other side, and fell asleep hard.

When she woke up the next day, Yan Fei settled a bill with her.

"Oh, I'm afraid people won't believe me if I tell you. I meet Xu Liping's daughter for 10 hours a day, and I have to accompany her on business trips on weekends. During the business trips, I chat with her during the day and have sex at night. When I get married, I will stay with my husband. I don't have as much time as you, if I don't resign, you don't resign, and our situation will continue until retirement, which is more than 30 years."

Good guy, this is killing people.

After entering the gate of the unit, Yan Fei took her hand out of her pocket, and the two of them smiled in a tacit understanding. He Xueyan knew that no matter whether the relationship was distant or close, it was still far away after all.

There is a distance between alienation and distance, but the key point of alienation is whether you like to talk to me or not.And far away, this is objective and beyond your control.Like the earth and the moon, they revolve around every day and can never get close.

He Xueyan understands this truth, but she is always a little unwilling.Sometimes, such as now, this kind of blood rushes to the forehead, a little irrational, the heart is hot, and I want to blurt out: Yan Fei, 30 years is too long, you can stay with me now.

"Song Li asked me to read the manuscript." He Xueyan's courage only existed in her mind.

Yan Fei's smile was like a winter day outside the window, hesitating slightly in the clear, opening and closing his mouth, nodding with a pointed chin, his voice was very small: "Then you are busy." After a pause, he was very polite: "The matter of Wang Xudong Thank you, son, for letting you always beg for me. I know you are very fond of begging."

He Xueyan was breathing, feeling the cold air irritated her lungs, and she was unwilling to say: "It's okay, sisters don't say such things."

Yan Fei nodded, and pointed in the opposite direction with her finger: "I'll send you my manuscript later, you help review it, I'll go back to the office first."

"Okay." He Xueyan nodded.

Turning around almost at the same time, He Xueyan felt a little aggrieved in life again in an ordinary day.

One unit, one corridor, one circle.

He Xueyan has a thin face, but she can't stand the explosive news that Xu Liping's daughter is gay.

Firstly, she didn't want this kind of celebrity effect to cause great trouble to Yan Fei, and secondly, Xu Liping's reputation was too great, so she didn't want to damage her mother's reputation.

He Xueyan stepped on her boots and walked into her office.Although the publishing house is the flagship of the industry, this old building has remained unchanged for decades. Her mother is stupid. At the beginning, other leaders said that they wanted to acquire land to build a building, so the cheap land should not be for nothing. But the old lady said that she can only sleep on a bed. Writing is just a desk, save as much as you can, and don't spend money randomly.

Now look, this land in the city, where are you going?

Sitting in the Khrushchev building, He Xueyan brewed a cup of top-notch Longjing for herself. The green color spread out in the porcelain-white cup, and the aroma was tangy.Since He Xueyan is a person of blood and genealogy, he also has many old-fashioned hobbies.She loves to drink tea, listen to operas, love calligraphy and painting, has a kind face, and there are quite a few people who admire her in the circle. Many male writers of the same generation, when they meet He Xueyan, they talk about each teacher, and they are so affectionate that they can't wait for her.

He Xueyan sipped his tea, laid out the history professor's manuscript, and pondered over the unfinished jokes.Although the official history is not easy to sell, this official history should not be written in a way that people can't understand. It is the best to be popular and simple for both refined and popular, but it is also the most difficult. This work is all done by He Xueyan.

Sentences were scratched and drawn on the typescript, and when she was busy, they were thrown into a mess on the desk.Dozens of pages of manuscripts were scattered all over the table, completely covering her huanghuali pen holder and antique clock.Fortunately, the thieves in the old building of the publishing house were too lazy to enter, otherwise they would just walk around her office at random, and it would be a car fee to take out the words on the wall alone.

As soon as the door of the bookcase was opened, when I participated in this seminar, the paintings and characters sent by so-and-so, when it was her birthday, the white jade seal engraved for her by her uncle, and when it was an uncle's birthday, she gave her a gift, and when he was happy, he picked up the pen Give her a few square feet in return, such as a carp rolling its eyes, a daughter-in-law riding a donkey, a big crab, a weeping willow, a half-curved moon, and a camel splashed with ink.

In He Xueyan's eyes, most of the treasures in the cabinet are just personal gifts, not serious items, and a lock is added on the outside of the cabinet.Huihui looked at other people with green eyes, and held back for a long time before opening her mouth to ask her who wanted a pair of words. He Xueyan didn't want to ask for help, so she opened the cabinet: Take whatever you like, you're welcome.

She is sincere, but others dare not.

Who is the only one who dares?

It was Yan Fei who was shameless and skinless, and when the relationship was the best, Yan Fei drilled like a mouse when he had nothing to do, and when he saw something better, he opened his mouth and said: Teacher He, you can give it to me, anyway, you don’t Rare, it still takes up your space if you keep it.

He Xueyan scolded her to death in her heart, which word is not sold by square feet?Even this Yan Fei didn't think it was enough, so she picked up He Xueyan's white jade badge and pressed it on the painting. After pressing He Xueyan's, it didn't matter, and asked He Xueyan to take her mother's badge and add it to it.

The old lady and her second daughter have tasted and collected the paintings of so-and-so.He Xueyan was frightened by her later, and she retorted, so why don't you give me something too!

Yan Fei smiled, didn't I give it away?You can say that this baby is as good as his heart is, and his writing is like a god's help.

He Xueyan couldn't remember what this treasure was, and Yan Fei let out a hilarious voice. Then, you forgot to bring your pen to the meeting in Hunan last year. Which pen did I buy for you at the canteen next to the venue?

It's only 25 yuan, there is no brand yet, and I don't know what factory it is made of.

At this moment, I am holding this pen that is almost bald and smooth.He Xueyan was still upset about the manuscript revision. The manuscript cost half his life, and the manuscript revision cost his life. If it wasn't for being stupid, who would do this job?

Yan Fei knocked on the door: "Mr. He, I have sent you a manuscript."

He Xueyan raised his head from the pile of old papers, drooped his glasses, looked at the girl who looked like a tender begonia on a green branch, and said in response: "Mr. Yan, you really know how to pick your time. I'm still so dark."

Yan Fei held a stack of papers with a smile on her face, and put them on the desk for her: "The old professor's manuscript is like a wilting cucumber. It's no wonder that you get dizzy if you don't read it. I'm saving you from dire straits, and I'll show you a beautiful author." Keep your eyes open."

He Xueyan put down his pen, took over the manuscript, and flipped through it by himself.

Yan Fei was next to her to help her tidy up the historical manuscripts, reached for the pen, and smiled, why are you still using it?It’s not that I’m so reluctant to throw it away, right?

He Xueyan frowned, put the manuscript on the desk, pointed to the name on the front page and the unclear photo of the author printed on it, and said, "Is this Bai Chen a pseudonym? What is her real name?"

"It's called Bai Linyu." Yan Fei replied, and said with a smile: "Is she quite temperamental, and she is also talented in writing, and I don't think she is someone in the pool. I just came back from France, and someone recommended it to me. of."

"Okay, put down the manuscript first. I have to revise the professor's book right now. I'm too busy. Go out, I've revised the manuscript." He Xueyan replied.

Is this the order to evict guests?Yan Fei thought she hadn't offended her, and looked at her face: "What's wrong with you? You suddenly became unhappy." Looking at the manuscript again, Yan Fei said: "Do you know the author?"

"I don't know, what are you nagging about? I'm annoyed about changing the manuscript. You go out." He Xueyan became angry, which no one dared to provoke.She is like her mother, although she looks kind, once she becomes irritable, others are quite afraid.

"Okay, okay, you're busy with your work, I won't bother you, you can take your time and watch it when you have time." Yan Fei went out of the door to make fun of herself.