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Wen Yu parked the car in the parking space outside Huaide Hall, and when he opened the door to get out of the car, he was shocked by the cool wind blowing on his face.He looked up at the sycamore leaves that were no longer green, counting the time to count how long he hadn't come.

After leaving Shi Can's house that day, Wen Yu took three days off.

He originally had a personality of working day and night, and he could not get out of the line of fire with minor injuries. Half of the time off this time was because he was really out of shape, and the other half was due to Han Mo's strong request.

On the first working day when he was rejected, he held a three-hour meeting, thoroughly approved the plan submitted earlier, and ordered his subordinates to redo it to catch up.He couldn't control his temper, as if at Cui Shican's house that day, Wen Yu used up all his self-control and became even more harsh on others.

But when he heard that the vice president made a big fuss in the meeting room for no reason, Han Mo went straight to his office.

"You will wear down your body sooner or later." When Han Mo spoke, his tone was unprecedentedly severe.

"I'm measured." Wen Yu said, typing loudly on the keyboard.

Han Mo pressed his hand: "Stop and listen to me, okay? Today I heard from the operation side that you sent back all the planning cases and even cried—"

"That's what they deserve!" Wen Yu shook him off irritably, "I said earlier that there must be a plan B in planning, and you should listen to me one by one, hand in a semi-finished product to fool the boss, and I will hand it over to Mr. Han later, you see him scold me Don't curse!"

Han Mo laughed angrily: "What mood do you bring to work?"

Wen Yu looked up at him: "I didn't."

Han Mo put a glass of water on his desk: "Calm down. Although I don't know what's going on with you recently, it's impossible for you to have such a big emotional ups and downs. I can't take care of your private affairs now, I have to have my own Proper, don't bring emotions that shouldn't be brought to the company, who will you show your face to?"

Wen Yu covered her face with her hands and took a deep breath.

Han Mo: "Use up your annual leave and relax. If you're in the mood, take care of your own affairs and don't do this again when you come back."

After a long silence, Wen Yu's voice came out from between his fingers: "Thank you."

I have to be sure that Han Mo's decisions never go wrong. Wen Yu stayed in Long Beach for three days, and when he came back, he had already figured out some things—being rejected does not mean the sky is falling. Although what Cui Shican said was ugly, But many of them hit his sore spots, such as his fondness to talk about the past, and his motivation to pay off debts for others.

It was all because he was assuming that Shican could accept everything. He made decisions for Shican and helped Shican choose a way out, forcing him to have no choice but to be complacent.

He really didn't know what Shi Can was thinking now, every time he talked and waited, he gradually understood, but he was always timid and didn't dare to take a step.What Wen Yu thought was Shi Can's "resistance", he never thought carefully about why.

Cui Shican sees it more clearly, the only person who is addicted to the past is Wen Yu from the beginning to the end.

He also needs to get over the anger of missing that concert and the guilt of hearing about what happened that summer.If not, he would be bound by guilt in front of Shi Can, and he would never be able to lift his head up.

The sunset in Long Beach kept sinking to the sea level that day, Wen Yu stepped on the waves, thinking: He wants to move forward, and Cui Shican also wants to, neither of them can push the other to completely withdraw from the past.

In the unfamiliar environment, he became quiet, and he was able to accept his flaws slowly. What about Can then?

No one can pull him unless he wants to.

"Hey, you haven't been here for a long time." Shang Qiu greeted Wen Yu who had just walked into the treatment room, "Today is not too busy, you can do massage first, and I will show you later. Does your waist still hurt?"

Wen Yu said that his shoulder hurt, and he sat obediently on the edge of the treatment bed. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Cui Shican who was doing massage next to him, and didn't say hello to him.The other party didn't see his intention at all, and concentrated on doing their own thing.

There was no contact for a while, and Shi Can said he wanted to pay back the money, but he just sent him 1 yuan a few days ago—Wen Yu guessed that this was all of Cui Shican’s savings so far, after all, he heard from other nurses in the clinic Apprentices basically don't have any wages, and with the money for working at night, it can be expected that they will be in short supply.

He took the 1 yuan and transferred it to a card that he didn't use very much. He planned to do a financial management for Cui Shican after the amount was enough, so that he could make some money.

He didn't expect Cui Shican to really pay back the money, and he was at a loss for a moment.But seeing Shi Can today, Wen Yu found that apart from losing a lot of weight, he was in good spirits and not as decadent as imagined.

The debt is paid off, no matter what method is used, Shi Can should be a lot easier now.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu laid his head down beside the bed, listening to a few nurses chatting beside him.The atmosphere in the consultation room was pleasant, and the smell of moxa sticks lingered for a long time, and he fell asleep in the familiar atmosphere.

"I see you are very tired." Shang Qiu came over to give him a massage, "The shoulders are stiff again, the same as when we first came here."

"Busy at work." Wen Yu said briefly, humming from his rubbing.

"I guess so, otherwise you'd be quite busy going to the hospital." Shang Qiu laughed, and suddenly changed the subject, "Didn't you buy flowers last time to confess your love? How did it end up, did you succeed?"

Wen Yu laughed, and dragged out his voice: "It's a failure."

Shang Qiu sounded very surprised: "How come? Is it Hua's fault, I'll go back and beat Lao He."

"No, the flowers are beautiful, that's my problem." Wen Yu said lazily, he had passed the most embarrassing moment, and now he was too calm, "I didn't put myself in his shoes, made my own decisions, and wishful thinking."

Thinking about self-criticism, he felt aggrieved at the end, he sniffed and couldn't continue.

Shang Qiu pinched the back of Wen Yu's neck and comforted him: "It's okay, let's see it later, if you don't do well now, just make up for it. Our old man He used to be like this. When I chased him, he talked about me all the time. Don't understand him."

Unexpectedly, he could bring up He Yunchuan on his own initiative, Wen Yu was a little surprised: "Are you chasing him?"

"I chased him." Shang Qiu smiled, "He was very arrogant at that time, thinking that I didn't know anything except acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine. Afterwards, I reflected on it. Indeed, I was overly moved by myself and did some stupid things. Yes. As far as he was concerned, he was mostly troubled. In the end, he was a new man and only then did he catch up with Lao He."

Wen Yu wanted to raise his head, but when he was pushed back, he immediately didn't understand and asked, "How do you become a human again?"

Shang Qiu lowered his voice: "Grow flowers with him."

"Huh?" Wen Yu was stunned.

"It's impossible for one to be higher than the other when it comes to dating. The status is not equal, so we won't be talking for long." Shang Qiuquan made the most of the truth, educating Wen Yu from the perspective of someone who has experienced it, "He doesn't like me wearing colored glasses when men mess around with gardening. Just change it... It's been a long time since I made it, and now I think about it, it was naive at the beginning."

Wen Yu felt that he had learned something new, so he answered vaguely, but wondered if Shi Can heard everything.

The phone was vibrating beside him, Shang Qiu glanced at the call prompt saying "Dad", and poked Wen Yu's waist: "Your father's call, do you want to answer it for you?"

"Just give it to me." Wen Yu got the phone, said hello, and then began to chatter. He frowned and listened, correcting his father from time to time, "...I didn't spend money randomly, really... …Who did you hear that I went to Macau to gamble, and I lost 70 to you when I went to Macau? …No, I dare not—”

He propped up half of his body lying on the treatment bed to make a phone call, and when he mentioned the money, he felt a little guilty, and his eyes flickered.

The young man in a white coat acted as if he hadn't heard him speak, and concentrated on doing his own thing. He yawned halfway, straightened up and rubbed his shoulders, and then walked out of the consultation room.

Suddenly lost.

Wen Yu pursed his lips, said a few casual words, and dismissed his father.

Turning around, Shang Qiu smiled and said, "Yo, young master, 70 yuan for a random move?"

Wen Yu repeatedly denied: "I lent it to a friend, the amount was not too much, which scared my dad. In addition, he took a leave of absence to go abroad for a few days, he thought I went to Macau to play casinos, and almost got high blood pressure. "

Shang Qiu teased him: "Is this not too much or too little? We ordinary people can earn this amount in almost a lifetime."

Every time he raised money—no matter who it was—even if he knew that others were harmless, he felt unspeakably embarrassed, as if it was unseemly.Wen Yu couldn't answer, so he smiled awkwardly.

Shang Qiu didn't let Wen Yu do a full course of treatment that day, probably because he didn't have enough time.Wen Yu got used to it, said hello to Shang Qiu after finishing the work, and left before leaving.

As soon as he left the consultation room, messages came in one by one, all in voice.Wen Yu didn't want to answer at first, but when he saw that it was from his father, he didn't dare to put it aside, and put his phone to his ear to listen.

He has had a good relationship with his father since he was a child. Although the father and son are not dependent on each other since their parents divorced, because there are small frictions about going abroad, they are the closest relatives to each other after all.In the past few years, my father has been diagnosed with high blood pressure, and he was admitted to the hospital once during the Chinese New Year, which made Wen Yu very nervous.

Since then, no matter how trivially he said to him, Wen Yu would always reply immediately, for fear of making his father sad if he missed it.

The voice is full of entanglement with the more than 70 yuan, which is really nothing to their family. Dad is afraid that he will learn bad things, so he makes a lot of big reasons.Wen Yu covered one ear to listen, and the other ear keenly caught the sounds in the consulting room.

The position where he was standing was just blocked by a wall, so he couldn't see inside. Cui Shican looked at the corner of the empty corridor, and asked Shang Qiu pretending to be indifferent: "How long does Wen Yu have for treatment?"

"Once or twice." Shang Qiu said, "Why didn't you two say hello today?"

Cui Shican didn't know what to say, so he said to him from left to right: "I'm busy."

Shang Qiu: "He didn't talk to you either, why, did you quarrel?"

Shi Can shook her head: "No."

In the end, Shang Qiu smiled vaguely: "That's right, we're all adults, so there's nothing we can't talk about properly."

Turning around and leaving from another staircase, Wen Yu touched the cigarette case in his pocket, thinking that Cui Shican just couldn't speak properly now.Thinking of this, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, and counted his teeth with his tongue, trying to calm down.

Back at the company in the afternoon, Wen Yu has been very busy recently, so he put Shi Can aside for the time being.

His original plan was that if Shi Can accepted him, he would ask him to return the rented house and live in this apartment to the south, and it would be best if he would sleep together, but if Shi Can felt awkward and unwilling, he would ask someone to clean the guest room for Shi Can. Can live.It is not too much trouble to change the furniture again, the room is airy and bright, he will definitely like it.

As for work, stay away from bars.What Shi Can lacked was his education background. He didn't want to go back to university and forget it. There are many jobs that don't require a diploma. When the time comes, ask friends around and they should be fine.

Unexpectedly, all the visions were in vain now, Wen Yu was exhausted, and had to support herself to go to work.

After reading all the documents in hand, the internal phone rang, and Wen Yu picked it up: "Xiao Lin?"

"Hey, Vice President Wen, I'm sorry to disturb you." Xiao Lin sounded a little hesitant, "The front desk called me just now, saying that you have a guest, but there is no appointment..."

Wen Yu frowned: "I don't have any guests to see today, did you leave your name for the front desk?"

Xiao Lin coughed lightly: "It's your mother."

Wen Yu's fingers gripping the receiver suddenly tightened.

He already forgot when was the last time he saw Xu Jing, maybe it was the summer vacation when he was 16 years old, on a rainy day, Xu Jing took away all his things from home.After that, except for one phone call, there was no contact at any other time.

It was Wen Yu who deliberately cut off his contact with Xu Jing. He didn't dislike his mother, but he selfishly felt that since Xu Jing left before he could even reach adulthood, why should he still have this blood relationship?Even Xu Jing tried to contact him one or two times later, but he refused.

Wen Yu looked at the woman sitting on the small sofa next to her.

Xu Jing was well dressed, but her delicate makeup couldn't conceal the tiredness in her eyes.But even if her figure is not out of shape, and her face is maintained without any wrinkles by the beauty salon, she is indeed old.

Wen Yu pursed her lips, but after a long while she still couldn't say "Mom", she asked bluntly, "What do you want me for?"

"I heard that you came to work in Jinglong, and you passed by today, so you said to come and have a look." Xu Jing brushed her smooth long hair, "My son has been back to China for so long, shouldn't he come to see him?"

"What do you want from me?" Wen Yu repeated again, "Spare the small talk."

But Xu Jing smiled: "Your dad and I broke up peacefully, why are you so hostile? Make it seem like I'm sorry for you."

Wen Yu held the water glass and didn't look at her: "Don't you have one?"

Xu Jing's smile froze on her face.

"If you want to ask me to do something, tell me quickly." Wen Yu looked down at the reflection in the cup, "If you can't say that, just leave quickly. I have nothing to do with you now, don't try to teach me anything. "

Xu Jing put her arms around her chest and leaned on the sofa: "Then I won't talk nonsense with you, do you have money, lend me 200 million."

Wen Yu looked up at her: "What are you doing?"

"I gave birth to a younger brother for you a few years ago." Xu Jing covered her mouth and smiled, and then her expression was uglier than crying, "Unfortunately, I have a bad life, congenital heart disease, my husband lost money in business, and left our mother behind. The two don't care. Wen Yu, I really can't find anyone...I have no face to find your father, can you help mother one last time?"

He looked at the woman in front of him indifferently, trying to find a little blood connection between the two faces.But Wen Yu always felt that her expression was exaggerated, and the sadness she accumulated was not sympathetic.

"Oh, I'm sick." Wen Yu suddenly smiled mockingly, "What does it matter to me?"

He stood up, and with Xu Jing's disbelief on his face, he rang the bell on the desk.Almost at the same time, Xiao Lin stepped on his high heels and opened the door: "Vice President Wen, what do you want?"

Wen Yu glanced at Xu Jing, and said gently: "Send this lady away, and call a taxi for her, and I'll pay you the fare later."

Xu Jing looked at him viciously when he left, Wen Yu thought they were indeed mother and son, and with just one glance, he could see all the things Xu Jing hadn't said in time.The upbringing kept them both from tearing their skins apart, but there was no difference.

He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows on the seventeenth floor, and the autumn colors shrouded the trees on the street in deep and shallow shades.

Wen Yu stood there for a while, then turned around to get a cigarette.

The author says:

Will I receive a lot of dried fish and red hearts today (._.) Ah, friends who are afraid of abuse can wait until 37 to see