Mr. He's No.15 days

September 1, sunny

Today is the third day I met him, at [-]:[-], Shiyu Road Subway Station, the last car of No. [-] Subway.The uneasiness in my heart became more and more intense. Looking at him standing next to him every day, the gradually familiar face made me gradually confused whether I had this illusion of seeing him from the beginning, or whether I had seen him day after day. The impression that daily familiarity piled up.I really regret that I looked at him more that morning on the crowded subway.

"Hello, dear passengers, Shiyu Road Station is here, passengers who get off, please get ready in advance."

When the reminder sounded, Mr. He was standing two stations away from the door, no different from usual.After about ten seconds, a person stood beside Mr. He. When the car started, he turned sideways and hit his shoulder.

"Sorry" the deep and deep voice sounded from the right-hand side, and Mr. He shook his head politely to express that he didn't mind, regardless of whether the other party noticed.

Originally, after one more station, he could catch the morning rush hour and arrive at the company as usual, but the carriage gradually emptied, and Mr. He saw the reflection on the train glass when he raised his head slightly.

Next to the white shirt stood an orange sweater, and the strong color hit Mr. He's eyes without waves.Raise your gaze a little, and you will see the beautiful eyebrows and eyes of the young man.

'I seem to have seen this person somewhere. 'Mr. He's heart beat a little faster, and soon he was frightened by his absurd thoughts.Even if it is a few years ahead, I am afraid that no one would strike up a conversation with such a cliché.

So when the subway arrived at the station, Mr. He got out of the car almost as if fleeing.

Mr. He is very relaxed about himself when he is at work. After all, there is no fixed job where he can do the same thing all the time.

In fact, Mr. He has a 'sickness', which may be the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder as others said, or it may be other.

"Your actions like this did not affect social stability at a large scale, and did not disrupt family harmony at a low level, and they did not have a bad impact on your personal life. It is just a way of life you choose. "

When he realized that he was different from others, Mr. He consulted Mr. Da He. Mr. Da He expressed respect and understanding, and was willing to support all decisions of Mr. He.

In fact, it’s just that compared with others, I have more small habits, things are put into the plan, and I’m not very willing to accept new things, that’s all.

In the end, Mr. He did not choose to intervene.

It has been seven days since I met that person in the subway, and Mr. He couldn't help being a little uneasy when we met each other every day, but at the same time he couldn't help being a little elated, as if crying, 'He's here again today! ’ sighed again, ‘Fortunately, he is here today! '

Mr. He's trip to the subway every morning became a bit painful. In fact, as long as he didn't look at it, it would be fine, but as soon as he arrived at Shiyu Road, Mr. He couldn't help but look for that young figure.

'Ah, I found it. "Mr. He found the young figure, but the anxiety in his heart seemed to have deepened. Today is No. 14 days. Ever since that sight just now, Mr. He has formed a little habit.

Mr. He added a "pick up jade" to his little habit after get off work

But this little habit written on January 1 was severely crossed out on January 19, and Mr. He was in a bad mood.

In fact, it is no wonder that anyone has quietly formed the habit of others, and now the uneasiness in his heart has finally gathered enough energy, and it exploded with a 'boom'.

This sound made Mr. He's full of bad emotions come out. While he was tired of his inexplicable illness, he scratched his heart and lungs. All kinds of emotions were strung together, which made Mr. He unable to fall asleep at night and early in the morning.

It’s as if you don’t have to get up if you don’t sleep, you don’t have to catch the subway on Line [-] at [-]:[-] in the morning, and you don’t have to face the broken habit of being poked.

But this kind of elementary school student behavior will not really get the favor of any big person. Mr. He still gets up at 07:30 to catch the [-] o'clock subway.And the boy was not seen the next day at Shiyu Road Station.

Mr. He is like a balloon that has been punctured by someone with a steel needle. No matter how he pretends it doesn't matter, he can't return to his chubby appearance. He can only hug his deflated coat and squat in the corner of the wall as if comforting him.

At 09:30, the supervisor led a group of people towards the first area, assigned them one by one, and finally stood beside Mr. He.

"He Huang, this is the new Xiao Liu from our company, can you take it with you during the probationary period?" The supervisor patted Mr. He's shriveled shell, as if he didn't see the decadent breath on him.

"Okay," Mr. He replied lightly, and turned to look at the young man following behind the supervisor.

There is an old saying in China that if you are not an enemy, you will not get together. Mr. He looked at Xiao Liu with a bright smile in front of him, and felt that his hands hanging at the hem of his trousers were shaking.

"Mr. He, I brought back your apprentice's equipment for you. You don't need to run again." The circle came back.

"Okay, thank you." Mr. He responded, and unconsciously twisted the seam of his trousers with his fingers, and when he looked at Xiao Liu again, he looked calm again.

"The colleague next to me just finished resigning last week. You can clean up the desktop and cabinets. When the computer arrives, you can put it there and use it." Mr. He pointed to the vacant seat beside him, and sat down again process data in a computer.

"By the way, how long is your probationary period?" Mr. He looked at Xiao Liu who had already sat down next to him. His expression might not be well managed, which frightened the young man for a moment. After he reacted, he still politely replied, "One moon."

Mr. He nodded, grinded his molars, and sighed in his heart, after fourteen days, he didn't expect two more!