If you don't speak, you can donate your mouth

It has been a week since we came back from the team building. By the end of December, the weather has gradually turned cold. I don’t know if there are fewer people around me or the naivety has changed. I always feel that the weather this year seems to be colder than last year. three points.

Christmas is coming this year, and there are lights and festoons everywhere. There are many large and small Christmas trees in shopping malls, streets, small shops and even their own studios, with colorful ribbons and small lights hanging on them. It was the sound of cheering and celebrating.

The aroma of chocolate, apple, and roasted chicken are mixed together, all cheeringly announcing the arrival of this lively festival.

Couples are dating each other on the street, some have just been together and kept a distance in embarrassment, but each other is thinking about how to hold each other's hand, and some are lingering in love and refuse to separate. Some even subtly test each other's mind during the ambiguous period.

Jiang Mingyue stood in front of the glass window and took a few glances. Looking at the lively atmosphere, her eyes were deep. She didn't know what she was thinking or who she was thinking about.

The assistant lady poured a cup of hot cocoa and put it on his desk, and said with a worried look on her face, "Boss, everyone gets off work early today, you should also go to rest."

She smiled sweetly, "Today is Christmas Eve, don't you want to play when it's so lively?"

Jiang Mingyue stamped on the notebook, and also showed a smile, "No, you guys go and play."

"Old people should have the life of old people, not as good as you young people." He snorted softly and said jokingly.

"You're still old, then we're all buried in the ground!" the assistant asked back holding the document, and walked out of his office with a smile, "Remember to rest, boss!"

Jiang Mingyue looked at the back of her closing the door, and moved her lips in a low voice, "Got it, brat."

In the afternoon, the colleagues bid farewell to Jiang Mingyue one by one, and went out to play after work one by one. Jiang Mingyue sat there smiling and beckoning them to have fun. The colleagues looked at him and kept smiling, feeling a little uncomfortable , Knowing that he is still in a bad mood, I just maintain the status quo and give him a little space to think alone.

It was the first time for Jiang Mingyue to be so deserted at Christmas. He has always been the star of the crowd, he is the focus of the crowd, and there is never a shortage of people who are close to him. It is normal to be lively and busy, and it is normal to be loved all the time. But now he is sitting alone in the office, even if all the warm lights are turned on, even if the air conditioner is full of heating, he is still quiet, indifferent, and lonely.

It's because he doesn't want to have fun.

He didn't want to find other people to do something to relieve his loneliness, and he didn't want to drink to relieve his sorrows. He wasn't as resentful as he had just broken up with before.

Loving someone requires effort and hard work. No matter how strong and powerful a person is, he can't stand the years of consumption and the bottomless pit of sacrifice. During this period of time, he stopped and looked back and realized that he had really been ripped out. Empty, he numbly looked at the empty self, looking back at the past without any emotion.

He was quiet and steady, like a stone that fell without causing any waves in the ups and downs of uneasiness. He didn't have to think about anything now, only a flat and long sigh remained.

When Jiang Mingyue finally planned to go back, when he was going to go outside for a walk, when he walked out of the office, he saw that his door was filled with all kinds of exquisite gifts, piled there, big and small, waiting in a place where he could not see His coming and discovery.

Jiang Mingyue knelt down and picked them up one by one to look at them. What the little assistant gave was a colorful tie, what Xiaoyou gave was a box of high-end chocolates, and the old man gave a box of men's skin care products...even Qin Rong gave them away. gave him a pair of gloves.

Ever since he said something in his heart to Qin Rong during the team building, Qin Rong became more restrained and became more obedient, and he never did anything online after that, although sometimes he would send it to him for a while stay.

Everyone wrote a paragraph to him. We all understand that he is under a lot of pressure. He has been in a bad mood recently. He thoughtfully did not expose his hidden thoughts. He only wrote fragmentary blessings and witty words, and wrote jokes. Ask him to increase his bonus, write a joke about his workaholic, everyone understands that he can face it alone, and he will eventually overcome the difficulties.

They all cared about him in their own way.

Jiang Mingyue sneered, pursed the corners of her dry mouth in the empty studio, and moved all the gifts to her desk with great care.

It's like moving a priceless treasure.

It's snowing outside.

The rain and snow mixed together, smudged the entire dark night sky, fine and dense, under the warm street lamps, washing the colors over and over again, piercing the body like needles, and melting on the body like water, the wind doesn't care He was bragging recklessly, as if the night would be more colorful this way.The cold night did not diminish people's excitement for Christmas Eve, but the snow did cheer them up and added a festive atmosphere to them.

The colorful ribbons and music that can be seen everywhere make Jiang Mingyue avoid it. He originally wanted to walk around, but didn't want to participate too much in other people's excitement. After rejecting the invitations of several strangers, he sighed helplessly. Tone, want to go home.

He didn't drive back, but walked slowly with an umbrella on his own. The snow fell on his umbrella without a sound. He stepped on the wet ground, making a pattering sound. Looking at his figure, lonely and incompatible with the surrounding coldness.

……

He found a kitten on the edge of his community. It was a silver-white kitten. It looked very obedient and cute. It was domesticated and should be carefully cared for.It was nestled in a small cardboard box with an umbrella propped on it, and a printed note was pasted on the cardboard box.

"There is no one at home to take care of it, please kind-hearted people to adopt it."

He squatted in front of the box, gently opened the umbrella and looked at the kitten. The kitten lay on the cushion and hid in the corner with its neck curled up. Its big dark green eyes carefully looked at the man in front of him, as if observing him. Is it a trustworthy shit shovel officer?

Jiang Mingyue stretched out his hand to touch the kitten, but he touched the kitten's head without daring to move, it was so soft and fluffy, it was so small that it couldn't even reach his palm, so small that it only needed a little It cannot survive wind and rain, but its body is so hot that it tells the existence of life everywhere.

He gently stroked its fur. It was a very clean and friendly kitten. The kitten rubbed against his palm as if it had sensed it, and licked him lightly with its small tongue. hand.

In the dark night, he stopped for a kitten, and softened his heart for a weak life. No one can be indifferent to such a life.

Jiang Mingyue has wanted to have a cat for a long time. She wanted to have one when she lived with Zhong Zhao.But Zhong Zhao didn't like it, he didn't like small animals.

"Why, cats are so cute?" Jiang Mingyue asked him disappointedly while nestling on the sofa. He really wanted to raise a cat of his own.

Zhong Zhao didn't look at his aggrieved expression, and said to himself, "I don't have time, I don't have the energy to take care of it."

"Then I'll take care of it, and I'll take care of it." Jiang Mingyue stretched out three fingers to promise, pulling Zhong Zhao's sleeve and coquettishly begging him to raise one. "Raise it, raise it."

What did Zhong Zhao say at that time, oh, he said with a cold face, "I'm in trouble."

Jiang Mingyue never mentioned it again.

Jiang Mingyue rubbed the kitten's head, those peach blossom eyes were bent, and his fingers trembled slightly in the cold wind. He looked at the kitten tenderly, meeting the dark green cat's eyes, and asked lonely A kitten.

"You don't have a home either?"

The kitten's ears trembled after being touched by him, and it rubbed against his hand trying to absorb the warmth, as if responding, it let out a childish cry.

"Meow."

"Then I'll take you away, you will be my cat from now on." Jiang Mingyue picked up the kitten and put it in his arms. The kitten was also very obedient and didn't struggle, and hid obediently into his arms inside.

Thinking of its eyes, Jiang Mingyue gave it a name, "You will call it Christmas from now on." The kitten also meowed, expressing its agreement.

I will take good care of you.

Twelve o'clock arrived on time, and a large number of blessing text messages flooded in, all saying Merry Christmas. Jiang Mingyue held the kitten in one hand and an umbrella in the other. She hurriedly replied a few text messages and put them back. Let's talk about it.

Jiang Mingyue hurriedly wanted to go home, when she turned the corner and saw that the big tree downstairs in her house was also dressed up as a Christmas tree, with small colored lights lit up in the snow, and there was a little snow on the trunk and leaves , the decoration swayed in the wind and made a friction sound, it looked so beautiful that he was in a trance for a moment.

He saw a man standing under the tree. He didn't hold an umbrella, and there were snow-melted water stains on his shoulders, but he stood upright and motionless, as if he was doing something very solemn.

That man had Jiang Mingyue's familiar features, but he was even thinner than before. It seemed that a serious illness had taken away all his bones and blood, but he was more energetic than ever before, and his eyes were brighter than trees. The lights are still on.

The brilliance in his eyes was the moonlight he had never seen before.

His face was so indifferent, as if he didn't take anything seriously, didn't take the cold wind in his eyes, didn't take the ice and snow in his heart, but he just looked at Jiang Mingyue's eyes so softly, Full of affection and tenderness.

He was wearing the scarf that Jiang Mingyue had rejected before, holding a small bouquet of delicate red roses in his hand.Seeing Jiang Mingyue showing a tender smile in the white snow, waiting under the Christmas tree for the person she finally had to wait for.

He said, "Merry Christmas, my little moon."

Jiang Mingyue's dead heart beat uncontrollably.

The author says:

Grab the last tail of the holiday!Come to update!

What touched me the most in today's chapter was the little moon squatting in front of the kitten and asking it "do you have no home?" I was suddenly very sad.It seems that the torture is not enough.