my love letter is always guilty

As the most jerk man in the world, Dong Hai lost this time.

Huang Lihua was pregnant, and after facing the cruel breakup, not only did she not threaten her with this, but she quietly killed her, not wanting to leave him a burden. Dong Hai really couldn't bear this kind of moral death penalty...it was in the soul The feeling of cutting flesh.

Abandoning Huang Lihua will make Dong Hai feel that he is the same as his mother, he hates that kind of person, he has humiliated many women who are similar to his mother, and he will never touch those who are clean in soul... Huang Lihua is the first , the last one, but not the one he loved.

Among all the choices, he gave up Tian Dong, the kind of feelings that the road is difficult and dangerous, and the hopeless love.

He took out his mobile phone, opened the number, deliberated for a long time, and finally made a decision and typed two words.

The key is issued, and everything is buried...

"treasure"

The screen of the mobile phone flickered with pale light, making the two words in pitch black extremely clear, painfully clear.

Turning off the phone and returning to the darkness of the night, Tian Dong let out a long breath, his face turned pale and indifferent for a moment.

There is no need to struggle in this kind of relationship, they all know that there is no need to sacrifice a kind girl, not to mention that this kind of sacrifice will not have any ending.

Treasure... is forever farewell.

Looking at the moon at the window, Tian Dong pursed his lips into a clean smile, opened the phone case, took out the phone card, and threw it into the trash can beside the bed.

In the days to come, spring, summer, autumn and winter are mixed together, and the seasons cannot be distinguished! Until one day in his junior year, Tian Dong skipped class again and hurried back to the countryside.

That day, the trees on the side of the road were half golden and half green, and the small red brick building was surrounded by bamboo forests, and the leaves were flying down in the wind. My mother stood at the door and looked around, her eyes were red and blurred.

"What's the matter?" Tian Dong ran over, panting, "Why aren't you hospitalized?"

"I've been there. The doctor asked me to come back. He said he wanted to see you again..." The mother choked up, unable to speak any more.

Tian Dong dropped his luggage and crashed into the house. Unlike what he imagined, the old man was still very energetic. When he saw him, his old mouth was smiling and his eyes were shining brightly, as if he was just lying on the bed and resting, rather than suffering from illness.

"Dong'er... come here, come here." The old man waved: "Grandpa wants to eat what you feed."

Tian Dong fed him a glass of milk and a few slices of bread. Grandpa ate everything. Every time he took a bite, he gave him a gentle look. He also wanted to reach out and touch this clean and delicate face, but his arms were as thin as bones. Almost shrunken, has lost the ability to move.

"Dong'er, even evil ghosts are qualified to live happily. Those who slander you are of no value to you...Don't hate, don't change against your will, that's an obstacle that prevents you from being happy...Grandpa I never hated your father, nor did your mother. We know how to stop, forget our mistakes, and be kind to the rest of our lives. This is the value of life... Don’t torture yourself, it’s hurting me and your mother, people who care about you, yes Your onyx, that denies you, is nothing."

Esophageal cancer... Tian Dong never imagined that his grandfather, who was already in the advanced stage, could still be so clear-headed and articulate. He was delighted, perhaps, there was still hope for a cure.

"...Don't drop your tears on my quilt..."

The final sound was still bright, but it ended cleanly.

"..." Tian Dong didn't cry out, didn't say anything, he just forgot his grandfather's last entrustment, and tears fell on the corner of the quilt.

During the follow-up process of the funeral, Tian Dong did not follow. He stood at the door and quietly watched the coffin being carried to a distant hillside by a group of people. The hillside covered with weeds was the same as the hillside where Chen Ming died. Tian Dong was a little timid. , these dead people all took away some kind of warmth in his heart.

The tears on the corner of the quilt were the last sadness in that youthful year. In the next five years, Tian Dong never felt sad again. It seemed that the smog cleared and people lived more clearly. This was probably the soul of Grandpa. Bless, let him learn to be kind to the rest of his life.

Time can dilute many things, especially the wounds of the soul. After five years, it has slowly scabbed over.

The past five years have not been completely clean.

Every year on New Year's Eve... a black bridge car will be parked at the fork outside Grandpa's house. Tian Dong knows that it is Dong Hai's car. He will never go to see it, and the people in the car will not come out. Just like that, in the dark night, I watched the fireworks that the village households in the countryside set off to welcome the New Year.At twelve o'clock in the morning, Tian Dong would release a Kongming lantern, and the lantern would fly into the sky, and the car would quietly leave as if it had received a signal.

In this way, they have been in the same place, the same night, for five years!

In the first year, Tian Dong found that the Kongming lantern he had placed could not be found on the second day, so he guessed that Dong Hai had picked it up. So in the second year, when the car appeared again, Tian Dong was on the lamp. In the third year, the car still came. In the fourth and fifth years, Tian Dong wrote the same words, but he couldn't change the track of the car.

They have never met each other, but the feeling of knowing each other's existence is better than the helplessness of their eyes facing each other when they meet.

Five years...Dong Hai spends New Year's Eve every New Year's Eve in the countryside two hundred miles away, in a car. Would Huang Lihua not know whether she watched the TV alone and cried into Meng Jiangnv, while her own If you don't pay attention to it, you are an accomplice to this tragedy.

So this year's Spring Festival...Tian Dong doesn't plan to go home.

In the summer of 2015, the high temperature continued, and the thermometer soared to 40 degrees.

The air conditioner in the office is out of control, and the hot air is pouring directly into the internal organs. There are scattered desks and several electric fans. The styles are different. They are all bought from Taobao with private money, but the wind blowing out is still hot. , It's so hot that people feel depressed.

In this hot and unbearable atmosphere, a desk near the door is full of books and folders, surrounded by different emotions. Tian Dong in front of the desk, with a little leisure, makes phone calls and talks to customers weakly. Introduce the product and wait for the closing time at 05:30.

"Dongzi, when will your payment for last month arrive?"

Zhao Shaoyang, who came here at the beginning of the year, has worked in a big company, and now he is directly in charge. He is not tall, but he always looks taller when he speaks. He squints and looks at the ceiling. Some people always wonder what is so beautiful about the ceiling. So much so that his eyes drifted away.

Tian Dong is one year older than him, but looks younger, and people like Zhao Shaoyang like to follow the company system, and anyone with a lower position than him will add the word "boy" to their address.

"Probably next month." Tian Dong replied, raised his head and drank the half bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Zhao Shaoyang's eyebrows jumped up, he pulled the blue tie around his collar fiercely, and said loudly: "What is approximate? God damn next month, hurry up and collect money."

The three or two people in the office were all shuddered by the yelling, and hurriedly turned off the electric fan. According to Zhao Shaoyang's style, it is very likely that the fish pond will be affected because of his bad mood, and he has been beaten for privately carrying electric appliances before.

Throwing the empty bottle into the trash can, Tian Dong turned back unhurriedly: "Do you think it's appropriate to ask for the payment before it's overdue, on the agreed payment time?"

"What's inappropriate, just say that the company needs to settle the bill, and we've shipped out all the goods, so why doesn't he pay? Are you pretending to be shit? That's money. If the money doesn't arrive, your commission No, don't you even worry about your own money?"

"Don't worry." Tian Dong replied flatly: "My bills are all small money."

"Mosquito legs are also meat. You can't get this one. What about our team's performance evaluation this month? Don't be a fucking delay, can you?"

At the beginning of the group, Tian Dong didn't want to be with him at all. Who knew that Zhao Shaoyang, who had just arrived, was the first to choose him. One month after the selection, he himself regretted it. In his eyes, Tian Dong was just a With a face of perfect affinity, but a dead pig whose head is not afraid of being burned, it is still the kind that is not easy to cook.

Tian Dongpi smiled and cupped his hands: "Then please ask Director Zhao to be more fortunate, and run two more orders, my mosquito legs really can't help."

Zhao Shaoyang stomped his feet angrily: "You are a lump of mud, you can't do anything."

"I don't want you to help me..." Tian Dong agreed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a charming way.

"Okay, it's your turn to be embarrassed, bastard who eats soft rice, if you don't change teams next month, my surname will not be Zhao."

Zhao Shaoyang was cursing, and at the same time he was doing his hair in front of the half mirror behind the window. He had at least half a bottle of pomade on his head, because it was too hot and was diluted by the oil and sweat, causing the mountain-like hairstyle to collapse, like a crater.

This twittering man can always step on his own laughter, Tian Dong chuckled lightly: "Thank you."

"What..." Zhao Shaoyang glared sideways, turned around and went out with his hands on his hair, cursing all the way: "If you think you've met a few strong women, you're going to fucking go to heaven... Open two or three orders a month, and pretend to be arrogant." ..."

A few strong women... Probably Sun Fang and Gu Qin.Because the two of them often went to the company to look for him, they came to Zhao Shaoyang's conclusion.

Tian Dong never explained that no matter how this argument spreads, the result is the same.

"Brother Dong, I really admire you!"

The new intern, Lin Qiu, gave Tian Dong a thumbs up. In his opinion, this Tian Dong, who can stomp the demon leader Zhao Shaoyang in anger and still have a calm face, is really attractive.

"How many calls have you made?" Tian Dong looked at the notebook on his desk with a sneer.

"Um... please forgive me, the weather is so hot that my throat is smoking, can we have a high temperature vacation?"

"I don't care about this matter." Tian Dong sat down, rolled up half of his T-shirt, revealing a smooth and resilient waistline, sweating slightly.

"Hey..." Lin Qiu smiled, pulled the swivel chair and crawled over, with a coquettish tone: "How can it not be under Dong Ge's management, I was recruited by you, I have asked, our company's personnel It's up to you, Brother Dong is not a simple person, let's take a vacation."

"Don't be poor." Tian Dong patted his head: "High temperature leave is only given to front-line workers and employees of enterprises and institutions whose offices do not have air-conditioning. Which one do we meet?"

Lin Qiu pointed to the uncooled air conditioner over there and complained: "Isn't our air conditioner broken? What's the difference between this and no air conditioner?"

"Is the air conditioner installed?" Tian Dong stared at him.

"Pretend...pretend..."

"If you were the boss, would you give me 100 yuan a day to let me turn on the air conditioner at home?"

"No...willing."

"So this matter is out of my control. I have to go to the boss on high temperature vacation, understand?"

"Oh…"

Lin Qiuxiu sat back with a groan, somewhat understanding why this man had been able to stay in the company for three years.

This is a glass curtain wall company, which is exclusively for builders and decoration materials suppliers. It is located in the lower reaches of the industrial chain. Sales staff often wander between the factory buildings and buyers. Those who are new to the industry can only rely on luck. One order, over the years, established regular customers, no problem in supporting a family in Wubei City, strong ability, annual income of one million is possible.

The pressure of doing sales is high, and the elimination rate is high, especially for private companies. If they can't get orders, countless people just pack up and leave, and the turnover rate of personnel is extremely high.

Tian Dong's performance is mediocre, sometimes plummeting, but the company has kept him for three years, like a veteran, regardless of whether he is raised by a rich woman, even if he has an affair with the boss, he can't be a salty fish in the company like this, dare to Resent the boss.

This phenomenon is not without reason. Tiandong’s office software is good, and his English is passable. Compared with this small company, he can understand the English materials of foreign companies. He worked as the company's personnel and translator. Although there were very few foreign orders, there was still a lot of intentional contracts, all of which were handled by him.From the personnel introduction to the company's bidding materials, Tian Dong handles everything by himself, but he only gets paid for sales. Moreover, he can drink well and has a good image. The boss almost calls him for dinner.

He worked multiple jobs and only got one salary, and the boss is not an idiot, so how could he not keep him.

Therefore, Tian Dong will not flatter anyone, and he is not afraid of offending anyone. The relationship with the company is extremely balanced. The company does not pursue his performance, and he does not ask for a salary increase. If this line continues parallel, As long as the company is open, he may stay for as long as possible.

He is as quiet as a book every day, and he doesn't worry about the change of the trend of the times, whether he will be lost in the competition, he doesn't have the so-called wolfish desire to survive...you can see it from his indifferent eyes A sense of absolute indifference.