How far was it when I slept with him today

Only Yi Ning with dark eyes and the frightened secretary were left in the office.

There was no movement in the room for a while, the curtains were slowly blown by the cool wind that came in, and the humidifier in the corner was exhaling hot air regularly.

It seemed like a few minutes passed, and it seemed like a long time, Yi Ning asked, "Have you finished the things I asked you to buy?"

Hearing Yi Ning's tone as usual, the secretary breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "I've bought it and put it in the trunk."

"Okay." Yi Ning got up, packed the tableware and documents on the table, picked up his coat and was about to leave.

The secretary looked out the window, and hurriedly persuaded: "Mr. Xiao Yi must go out now, the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, where are you going, I will take you off?"

Today's rain is majestic, but it has an inexplicable sense of depression. This is the foggy gray rain unique to autumn, thick and silent.

Yi Ning paused, looked up at the foggy sky outside.

The emotions in the cat-like eyes are very light, and the thin cheeks are slightly sunken, with a kind of fragile porcelain white.

"No need, I'll be fine by myself." He answered the secretary softly, in a very gentle tone, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's dream.

The secretary was startled, and suddenly had an intuition that Yi Ning was not talking to him.

Before he could react, Yi Ning had already opened the door and walked out.

Ding Wu staggered all the way to the side of the car.

He opened the car door and got in, leaned on the seat and covered his eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

Some vague memories slowly emerged in front of his eyes, domineeringly occupying his mind, causing his brain pain.

At that time, he was still a trainee lawyer, conscientiously working on projects for Yining Company.

The director wanted him to accumulate project experience, so he asked him to do a due diligence interview with the target company. Unexpectedly, when he got off the elevator, he ran into Yi Ning who came to the law firm to discuss another project.

The director put his arms around his shoulders intimately, and asked him why he looked so tired recently, Ding Wu knew that the director was worried about him, so he reluctantly held up his smiling face, pretending to be in good spirits.

The two of them didn't notice that the elevator door had opened, and when they turned around, they almost bumped into Yi Ning.

Yi Ning still had the look of rejecting others thousands of miles away, when he saw Ding Wu and Zhang Ji hooking their shoulders together, his brows subconsciously frowned, and the expression on his face became even colder, as if he didn't like their hippie smiles very much.

Ding Wu was taken aback, and immediately stood beside him, looking at Yi Ning cautiously, the director also withdrew his clasped hands, and greeted Yi Ning with a smile: "Mr. Yi."

Yi Ning nodded: "What is Director Zhang going to do?"

This question was obviously for the director, but he inadvertently glanced at Ding Wu.

Zhang Ji replied: "I will take Xiaoding to do the due diligence interview."

Hearing this, the emotion in Yi Ning's eyes was indifferent to almost nothingness, and he asked softly, "Is Director Zhang with him?"

Ding Wu took a tight breath, and began to have a bad premonition in his heart.

Zhang Ji grasped the key point of Yi Ning's words keenly: "What's the matter, is there any problem?"

Yi Ning's pupils turned slowly, and slowly fixed on Ding Wu: "As far as I know, he is just an ordinary trainee lawyer. Is it a little inappropriate for your firm to send an inexperienced trainee to do the interview?"

Ding Wu felt as if he could hear the sound of Yi Ning's pupils turning, like the dull crashing sound of water droplets falling on the cliffs of thousands of years, one by one, nailing Ding Wu in place so hard that he couldn't even make a sound.

Zhang Ji didn't expect Yi Ning to say that, he was taken aback, shook his head in disapproval, and wanted to say something to Yi Ning, but Yi Ning stopped him first: "I hope you can consider our opinion, It’s still inappropriate to entrust him with this task.”

After speaking, he nodded to Zhang Ji again, turned and entered the law firm without looking at Ding Wu again.

Yi Ning left, but neither of them had the mood of just going out.

Ding Wu didn't know how to react, he pursed his lips, trying to ease his stiff expression.

Then, he smiled awkwardly at the director: "I'm sorry, director, I caused you trouble."

"I don't blame you, I can only blame him for being too difficult to serve."

The director patted Ding Wu's shoulder with a sullen face, and said to him apologetically, "I don't quite understand why he targeted you, an intern, so much."

In fact, Ding Wu was not that sad at that time, he just felt that his chest was stuffy, and he was not in a high mood for work all afternoon.

At night, carrying a bag full of daily necessities, he rode the last subway to the hospital where Uncle Lin lived.

He hurried to the door of the ward, wiped the sweat off his face, subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, and didn't notice that there was still something in his hand. As soon as he took off the force in his hand, the plastic bag fell to the ground , The daily necessities contained in it also fell all over the floor.

Ding Wu hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but he couldn't help picking it up, tears of grievance fell down in big drops.He quickly threw the bag and ran to the corner of the stairs away from the ward, leaned against the wall and broke down crying.

He bit his finger, stifled his sobs, and tried not to cry too loudly.

The blurred vision blocked by tears was full of hurried figures coming and going, and many people could walk by in one minute, but none of them stopped in front of him.

Everyone passing by has something to do, either for themselves or for the lives of others. No one is willing to use their precious time to pay for the collapse of an adult. This is a common phenomenon in the world.

After crying, he felt a little relieved, went to the bathroom with his head dizzy and washed his face.

Before returning to the ward, he froze.

The daily necessities that should have been scattered all over the floor were carefully picked up in the bag. He took a closer look and found that there were quite a few of them.

When he looked up, he found Uncle Lin standing in front of him holding the door frame, looking at him with distressed face.

The next day, his eyes were bloodshot, his back was sore, and he panicked to squeeze the subway in the morning rush hour. His hands with bruises and tooth marks tightly clutched his briefcase, fearing that he would accidentally be squeezed out by the crowd.

During that period of exhaustion and numbness, the sun was gone, and he seemed to be in a black ocean, and every breath carried the pain of being about to drown.

Thinking of that time, Ding Wu still felt suffocated.

He rubbed his face in pain, feeling that his temper with Yi Ning today was very pretentious.

Using Ran Yijing's name to vent Ding Wu's pain is outrageous and ridiculous.

Ding Wu calmed down his emotions, and suddenly remembered that today was his first seven days. He took a few deep breaths, turned the car key to start the car, turned the steering wheel, and slowly drove out of the underground parking lot.

It was raining heavily today, and he didn't dare to drive fast. When he arrived at the cemetery, it was almost closing time.

He held up the umbrella, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the black umbrella surface, making a heavy knocking sound.

When he found his tomb, his trousers were all wet, and the wet trousers stuck to his calf, which was very uncomfortable.

But he couldn't care about these anymore, because he was surprised to find that sacrifices had been placed in front of his tomb, including pork, chicken, various meat products and fruits, and even three small wine glasses.

It's just that the cup was too small, hit by raindrops, and kept shaking in the pouring rain.

He thought about it carefully, but he really couldn't come up with a candidate to worship him, and the most likely person could only be Ran's mother, because she once mentioned her first seven to Ding Wu.

Thank you, thank you for willing to come and see me despite the heavy rain. .

A good man lives a safe life, he said silently in his heart.

He approached and saw that the photo on the tombstone was taken when he first entered the law firm.

He just started working at that time, and he still has the vigor and vitality of a student. Uncle Lin is still there, and he has never met a party like Yi Ning.

He approaches everything he encounters with 100% enthusiasm and is serious about living his life.

So even though the color of the photo on the tombstone is black and white, the smile in his eyes is still shining brightly, which cannot be concealed by the difference in color.

In just two short years, he seemed to have experienced a lifetime, but at the age of 25, his mentality seemed to have entered autumn, and he began to feel lonely.

He knelt down and looked at himself with a bright smile who had been dead for many days: "Don't be sad, you have done a good job."

It seemed that it was raining in his eyes too, reflecting the messy puddles in them, which were so wet and worrying.

After a long silence, he shook the raindrops on his hands, turned and left.

After getting in the car, before turning the car key, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the cemetery.

At this moment, he was stunned.

A familiar figure shuttled through the rain.

He blinked in disbelief, and involuntarily approached the car window to get a better look, but the figure quickly got into a car and quickly left Ding Wu's sight.

Ding Wu sat in the driver's seat in a daze for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh of disappointment.

It must be my own dazzled.