Good day and beautiful scenery

Uncle Yun was still asleep, and after bidding farewell to Uncle Li, I realized that there were already countless missed calls on my phone, from Allen, William, the boss, and even my mother.I call my mother back.

"Why can't you get through on the phone? I was dying of anxiety. I thought something happened to you. Has your company dealt with it? Is your cold better? How is your health?"

My mother has always been so quick-tempered, she couldn't stop crackling once the phone was connected. I sat down by the curb and waited quietly for my mother to finish speaking, but she didn't plan to stand up for a while. It has already been said to my brother for a while.

"I don't know what's going on. I've been restless for the past few days. I dreamed of your brother when I slept last night. Xiaojing, I haven't dreamed of him for a long time. I thought he had forgotten me as a mother. Last night He came to my dream, and when he saw me, he cried and shouted the pain. You know, he only kissed you when he was big or small, and he didn’t tell us when he had a headache. I asked him where the pain was, and he cried. I can’t explain clearly, I’m so anxious that I’m about to have a heart attack.”

"I was woken up by your dad slapping me on the arm in the morning. I told the old man that he has a bad temper and scolded me as soon as he came up. Why do you think I'm free to serve him all day long? It's you How pitiful my brother is, I want to cry when I think about it. Xiao Jing, do you think your brother is having a bad time over there? Have you ever dreamed about him? "

"No." I buried my head in my arms, "He never looked for me."

My mother finally stopped, and didn't speak for a while. I couldn't bear it, and asked her again: "Did you go to the doctor for your heartache?"

"It doesn't matter, it's all because of your father." My mother seemed to be crying, sniffed her nose, and asked cautiously, "Are you okay? Don't try too hard, your boss is not good, we The big deal is not to do it with him."

"I know." I said.

I really called my boss to ask for leave. He criticized me furiously at first, saying why I didn’t answer the phone. Thinking about it, he said that I would contact him, and the boss kept saying yes, and by the way, even approved the leave.

I have been in the hospital for the past few days, and Uncle Yun has been comatose, and there were two critical situations in the middle, but fortunately the doctor rescued him in time, so there was no danger at all.Uncle Yun woke up on the third morning, and he looked a little sorry when he saw me, but he didn't have much to say.

But Uncle Li was very busy. The procedures at the hospital and the various arrangements at his hometown probably involved something. They were picked up by a special plane, accompanied by the attending doctor.

On the way to send them to the airport, Uncle Yun woke up for a while. I sat beside him and held his hand. He understood in his heart, smiled and winked at me, which was also a farewell.

I stayed at the airport until late.In fact, their plane had already taken off, and Uncle Li sent me a message before taking off, just saying take care.Neither of us said goodbye, probably because it was clear to everyone that we would never see each other again.

I didn’t go back to work until after the Lantern Festival. The boss called me into the office and greeted me for a while. Alan was sitting next to me, still brooding over the fact that I didn’t answer the phone or text messages during this time.

I didn't explain, and he didn't get entangled in the end, but it was a little awkward for the two of them to meet each other.I don't know if it's because I'm overthinking, even the boss treats me a little differently now, it's not that I can't say it well, but that there is always some caution in my speech and demeanor.I laughed secretly. If my mother knew that my boss was afraid of me, I don't know what she would say.

Years ago I was extremely busy, and next year I should have been very busy for a while. In previous years, overtime was common at this time, but this time I came back with almost nothing to do. I talked to my boss, but he comforted me by telling me that there was no rush.

Since the boss said that there is no rush, I am naturally not in a hurry. I clock in to work on time every day, and then close the door to sleep.It doesn't matter whether you can sleep or not, but being able to lie down without any scruples, even if you suddenly can't breathe, feels much happier than facing a computer with a blank mind.

Alan would still come to my office to visit sometimes, without saying a word, just sit silently for a while and then leave, and sometimes he would bring some food, cakes or fruits, all of which were priceless.

I understood what he meant, and I understood the extra care my boss gave me, but I was really starting to think about quitting.I secretly thought about it many times in my heart, but I couldn't make up my mind because after all, I was still a little bit reluctant.

I'm actually a little scared, because once I leave, I'm afraid I really won't be able to come back.

Valentine's Day was Friday, and I woke up with a fever in the morning. After taking the medicine, I went back to bed for a while.My mother called me and asked me gossip about my plans for today, and said that there are many people outside, so if you go out with Shen Yan, you must pay attention to safety.

Her understanding of Shen Yan and me was still the same as before, but I didn't correct it, because I really didn't want to spend more time explaining those messy relationships.

Because it is Valentine's Day, the company's atmosphere is more active than usual.Only William was not very happy. Sitting on the sofa in my office, he said sourly that Jason was dressed like a flower rooster today. Rose, maybe she ordered it online by herself.

"But let me tell you, Brother Jing." William's sour back suddenly added a layer of anger, "That Alan, what kind of shit luck is he talking about, the girl who gave him flowers and chocolates in the morning is really good-looking, It is said that it is still the second generation of X, no wonder I look like I am shining all the way."

I haven't encountered the romantic drama that William mentioned. When I came, it was said that everyone had already left, but it was rumored that the two standing together were really quite right.I lazily leaned on the sofa and laughed at William: "Aren't you already a father? If you want to celebrate your Father's Day, don't worry about how other people celebrate Valentine's Day. Isn't it inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate? You have to celebrate Valentine's Day even if you're married." William rolled his eyes angrily, "But it's not enough. If you don't have enough sincerity, there may be a big show tonight. I said that Allen is enough. Damn, a girlfriend suddenly appeared, and all the men in the company were thrown out of the way, and I don't know what to do with their tails."

"Are you jealous?" I laughed at William's displeasure.

"What am I jealous of?" William looked disgusted, "But men are all so virtuous,"

I laughed at him: "Don't let Linda hear you say that."

"Am I looking for death!"

"I think you are looking for death." Allen, who was half-disliked by William, leaned against the door, staring at William with a half-smile, "I remembered that I left Ms. Wang's number when I had dinner last time."

William rolled his eyes at me like a ghost, and turned back angrily: "What do you mean by leaving my wife's phone number?"

"Normal social needs, do you have an opinion?" Ai Lun asked bluntly, "It's you, is there something wrong with the salary that Lao Liu gave you, so that you are fishing here during working hours?"

"Damn it, you care too much. What kind of fish do I catch? I can't discuss things with my master? Besides, if you have the nerve to talk about me, don't you have time to wander around? Is it also fishing?"

Allen shrugged: "My touch is different from yours. Who is your master?"

"I want you to care!" William stared back irritably, not to mention, he looks a bit like me.

"I don't care, Lao Liu will take care of it. He is looking for you, and it's up to you whether you want to report to him or not."

"Fuck, I didn't say it earlier, I asked him to sign it, but I couldn't find anyone for a long time." William bluffed, before he finished speaking, he went out the door like a windstorm.

Allen whistled triumphantly, walked in leisurely, sat where William was sitting just now, and looked at me casually: "Finally no hiding?"

"Hide what?" I asked back.

Allen snorted and said, "Zhou Jingchen, do you know that with your character of pretending to be stupid, sometimes you are so angry that people want to catch you and give you a spanking. But forget it, I am a little soft-hearted now. Still Yes, don't listen to William's bad words, the woman in the morning is the daughter of my uncle's former subordinate, I have nothing to do with her."

"You don't have to explain to me."

"That won't work. If I don't explain clearly, I am unhappy, and you will be unhappy too."

I couldn't help laughing: "You should be an actor."

"If you like me, go." Allen said nonsense solemnly, "but I think you might like my more connotative appearance."

At noon, Allen said that he was going to eat out. I didn't want to go with him, so I went to the cafeteria of the building first. As soon as I sat down, he sat down opposite me with a plate of food.

I stared at him, but he raised his eyebrows at me calmly, then raised his chopsticks, poked behind me, and said with a sneer for a long time: "Zhou Jingchen, you should really see, compared to your surname Shen Boy, at least I'm not someone who goes around Qin Muchu all the time."

"I don't know what you said." I buried my head in picking up the rice in the bowl.

He tapped my dinner plate with his chopsticks, and said to me, "Look for yourself."

I followed his gaze and looked back, there was a TV hanging on the wall by the window, and the picture on the screen was not who Shen Yan was.He was wearing a suit and his hair was meticulously styled, with the courthouse in the background.

I couldn't quite hear what was said in the news, but I only saw Shen Yan being questioned by a bunch of reporters, but he kept his mouth shut from beginning to end, with no expression on his face.

On the contrary, the man who accompanied him was very eye-catching, not inferior to Shen Yan in stature, with handsome and three-dimensional features, and he had a certain affinity when he smiled.He was very close to Shen Yan, and would glance at him from time to time, his expression seemed quite intimate.But the problem is, this person is not Zhou Yue.

"What do you think they are related to?" Allen smiled at me maliciously, "Don't tell me you don't know."

I really don't know the fuck.But I didn't like Alan, and after the TV screen cut, I simply threw away my chopsticks and left.After all, if you feel unhappy, it's fine if you don't eat something, and you can't wait to see something that affects your mood.

My stomach was churning, and I had to turn into the bathroom and hold the toilet to retch. After washing my face, that guy Alan guarded the door lingeringly, and asked sarcastically: "As for it, isn't it just a scumbag, you just like that Can't see it?"

I slept in the office in the afternoon, couldn't fall asleep and got up to smoke again. Before I took a puff, I coughed until my lungs were about to explode, so I had to snuff it out and throw it away.I managed to get off work and was about to go home when Allen followed me to hell, blocked the door and asked me what my plans were for the evening, I gave him a blank stare and left.

There was someone buying flowers at the gate of the community. It was a very young girl, only six or seven years old, with two unformed braids. She dragged my clothes and followed me for a short distance. She raised her face and timidly called me "brother." ,elder brother".

I sighed, and knelt down to look into her basket. There were not many flowers left, about ten or so in total, all carefully packaged.It's just that it may have taken too long to pick it off, and the petals have been damaged and dry, so it may be difficult to sell them.

"Brother, my flowers are cheaper than others, five yuan each, you can buy one and give it to someone you like."

"But," I teased her with sincerity, "My brother has no one who needs to send flowers, and your flowers..."

"Brother, let me give you one."

I thought the little guy would go away after hearing this, but who knew that after her eyes flickered, she actually picked a flower from the basket and handed it to me, but she seemed a little bit reluctant, and murmured: "Mom said the flowers need to be taken care of." It looks good only when it blooms big, I didn't sell this flower, I wanted to leave it to my mother."

My nose felt sore for no reason, and I remembered what happened when I was a child.

Zhou Jingwen once had a handicraft class, made a basketball out of waste paper, and showed it to me proudly.I said it was well done, and he said he would give it to me.But he himself was obviously reluctant, just because I didn't want it, he insisted on giving it.Pushing back and forth, my eyes were red with anxiety, and I asked me in a sharp voice why I wanted what my mother gave me, but I didn't want what he gave me.

We were both young at that time, and I couldn't think of a more mellow way to tell him that he couldn't give me what I wanted.

I want love, a lot of love, just like what my parents gave him, even if it is beating and scolding, I also feel that the things he has always disdained, but I secretly envy them in my heart.

Of course, I just think about this kind of thing by myself. It is impossible to say it to anyone, let alone Zhou Jingwen, and there will be no chance.

The little girl saw me holding the flowers in a daze, probably because she was a little scared, she stepped back a little with the basket in hand, looked at me timidly and said, "Brother, don't you like flowers?"

"I like it, of course I like it!"

I lowered my head and rubbed my eyes, then raised my head and smiled at her: "Brother was teasing you just now. I like talking very much, and there are people I like, because I like it very much, so I must send a lot of flowers. Can you send all these flowers?" Sell ​​it to me?"

I took more than a dozen half-dried flowers upstairs, went home and searched the room but couldn't find a suitable bottle, so I had to find a drinking cup and put it on the coffee table.