Walk with Light

At the end of the year, the workload began to decrease, and the gatherings gradually increased.

Jiang Zhao followed Zhao Wei to a certain colleague's housewarming party, and there was a departmental dinner after that, and he didn't go home for dinner after a week.It is not necessary to gather for dinner, but if you don't go, you may be marginalized.Li Jinghe didn't stop him. Regarding the work, Li Jinghe made more subtle and very useful opinions.Jiang Zhao felt that Mr. Li's name had never been called for nothing since he was a child.

Late at night in winter, the design department called the boss to have dinner with them. So far this year, their department has only recruited a newcomer, Jiang Zhao, not only a newcomer, but also the youngest.His joining has injected fresh blood into the design department. Jiang Zhaoren is pleasing to the eye and has a gregarious personality, so he is quite popular with the department.

"Xiao Jiang, drink."

Jiang Zhao held up the white wine that had just been served, and was forced to down another glass.Liquor has a high alcohol content, so don't drink it too quickly, as it will make you dizzy if you drink too quickly.He had never drank alcohol before, and there was no father at home to drink it with him, so he couldn't drink enough.

Zhao Wei saw Jiang Zhao's flushed face, moved to him calmly, and helped him block the next drink.

Jiang Zhao felt that he wasn't drunk, but that he was dizzy, unable to control his limbs and head.

"Are you alright?" Zhao Wei poured him a cup of tea, and the curling heat smoked the glass, making Jiang Zhao shiver.

"Okay, it's alright." Jiang Zhao was holding the teacup, his head was shaking, and he spoke with a bit of a tongue.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Wei knew that he had drunk too much. People at the dinner table were still drinking, and no one would pay attention to Jiang Zhao leaving at this time.

"Call someone to pick you up." Zhao Wei said.

"Senior, I'm not drunk." Jiang Zhao raised his eyes, his watery eyes met the light, his pupils were dark, as if he was drunk or not.

Zhao Wei looked at him, shook his head slowly and said, "Hurry up and go back if you're not drunk, sober up so you don't get hangover and headache tomorrow."

"Do you think I am suitable for this job?" Jiang Zhao asked suddenly.

Zhao Wei paused, he is Jiang Zhao's supervisor, Jiang Zhao can ask him that, it's not abrupt.But he also knew that Jiang Zhao should be dissatisfied with the past blame, so there was always a knot in his heart.

Their company is quite big, so the pace of training interns, especially school students, is not so fast.In other words, the so-called transfer after three months is likely to be more than three months, and there are those who become regulars within half a year.

It was time for Jiang Zhao to become a regular, but he didn't mention it, and no one took the initiative to mention it to him.

"Whether it suits you or you like it are two different things. Are you going back to school to write your graduation thesis next semester? Then think about it." Zhao Wei suggested that Jiang Zhao's personal ability is fine, and he appreciates it.But work is sometimes not the work of one person. Every team with a sense of cooperation will go further, so they will also consider whether this person can integrate into the group.

Young people can be youthful because they have nothing to worry about, they come and go as they please.Middle-aged people can't do it. They are stuck in families with old and young, and they often have to swallow their anger.

"If you like it, you can't eat it." Jiang Zhao lowered his head and took a sip of the tea. It was still hot, and he couldn't drink it, which made him a little inexplicably irritable.

"Don't worry, you should think about it carefully. Every step you take in the future is very important. You might as well make the best choice before it's too late." Zhao Wei comforted him.

Jiang Zhao lowered his head, lost in thought.

When Li Jinghe came to pick him up, Jiang Zhao had already squatted on the side of the road to blow away the alcohol smell from his body.

"Why do you look like a migrant worker?" Li Jinghe stretched out his hand, the palm was still steaming, and with a light hook, Jiang Zhao used his strength to stand up.

"Then you are the contractor." He climbed onto Li Jinghe's shoulder, resting his chin on the neck, and asked Li Jinghe to carry him back, "Teacher Li, please carry me home."

"A man who weighs more than a hundred catties, what should he carry on his back?" Li Jinghe held the back of his neck and stopped his further movements.

Jiang Zhao was grasped by the back of fate's neck, and his whole body suddenly froze a lot, his black eyes raised up, and he said tremblingly: "You can't abandon a poor wife, Mr. Li."

Li Jing and Meifeng raised their eyebrows slightly, silently watching Jiang Zhao drunkenly.

The north wind blows from time to time, like a series of intimate greetings, directly piercing people's necks, chests and backs, making people shiver with chills.The street lamps shone faintly in the dim night, as if they were about to be blown away by the wind, not very bright.

Jiang Zhao tilted his head and kissed Li Jinghe in the hazy night.

Winter is a season for hugs.He held Li Jinghe in his arms, his chest pressed against each other, his voice was rustling after drinking, his brain was running slowly due to lack of oxygen, his speech was a little disorganized, and he wanted to say at this time: "Mr. Li, you carry me home, I Take the postgraduate entrance examination with you, you will earn more."

I don't know who made it.

Li Jinghe patted his buttocks, said to carry him on his back, his strong arms passed through the bend of Jiang Zhao's legs, and firmly surrounded him. "Hold my neck."

Jiang Zhao wrapped his arms around his neck obediently, and Li Jing and his broad back had an indescribable sense of security, as if giving him such a back, all the troubles were blocked behind him.You don't have to work, you don't have to run around for life, you can have happiness so simply.

"I still keep my kinship card, is it valid forever?" Jiang Zhao asked muttering, every year he cleans up things, he can get rid of most of the useless things, and keep everything about Li Jinghe.Li Jinghe gave him a watch, a note for him, and a group photo of the two of them.If he had known that they would be separated, he would have taken more photos. Jiang Zhao seldom took photos of Li Jing because he was not photogenic.

"Come down, I'll show you if it works." Li Jinghe said with a smile.

Jiang Zhao shook his head, don't try to trick him down!

"My card is getting fuzzy, please write me a new one when you have time." Jiang Zhao said in a discussing tone, a little bit like being a good boy after getting a cheap price. Everyone is by his side, and he has done all the more intimate ones. , and asked for a piece of useless paper, like asking the Civil Affairs Bureau to issue a certificate, just to prove the relationship between the two of them.

"Please, I'll write." Li Jinghe teased him, as if Jiang Zhao would really stop writing if he didn't ask him.

Jiang Zhao took it seriously, probably because of too much wine, he got drunk again and again, now he heard that the wind was like rain, so he begged: "My good brother, please." With a soft voice, it really is true Huo opened his face, and screamed with the strength of alcohol.

Li Jinghe stopped and said in a deep voice, "No, call again."

"Brother, please."

Li Jinghe's eyes were shining brightly. In the sub-zero weather, he suddenly felt a little dry. He asked persuasively, "Is it just brother?"

Jiang Zhao's head was buzzing, and it took him a long time to call him softly: "Wife, kiss, yes."