Story: Misunderstood and engaged to the male god, I was anxious to clarify, but he kissed me "I have long liked you"

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1

If it weren't for the shyness of my pockets, I would definitely not have stepped into the web editing industry.

The SLR camera I bought on impulse put my already meager savings at risk, and an internship that was better paid and turned positive was harder to find than a three-legged toad, so when I learned that I had passed the company's interview, I didn't hesitate to join.

All in all, I was short of money and needed a job to reconnect my broken chain of funds so that I could settle quietly in a corner of the city.

And Shengwen gave me this offer.

After entering the company, I found out that this batch of interns in the editorial department was only me and a brother surnamed Sun, but there was only one position that was finally converted, so I had to have a contest with him.

On my first day, however, the editor-in-chief taught me a good lesson — he assigned me only one author.

I asked the editor-in-chief, who patted me on the shoulder and said to me in the tone of a passer-by that the author's abilities were one top eight.

Later, I understood what he had said—the author's popularity was indeed a top eight.

So every day before going to work, I cheered myself up in my heart: It makes sense for God to let you meet Cheng Yixing, this big wrong, God is testing you, one day you will definitely make a lot of money and become the leader in the industry, and then what Li Yixing Wang Yixing will come to you.

The Spiritual Victory Method is really easy to use.

Heaven will send down a great task to the people of Si, and they will first suffer their hearts, strain their bones, and starve their bodies.

I write every day in order to urge Cheng Yixing, which can be described as painstaking and lonely, including but not limited to sending him various text messages in various styles every day, and frequently visiting his home.

His home is in the city center, far from our company, and he lives on the 24th floor, coupled with the frequent power outages in Z City in recent months, which has forced me to climb stairs.

I am now a marathon seed runner who climbs ten floors in one go without a big gasp.

Many times I really want to donate these legs on my body so that I can use an electric wheelchair to find Cheng Yixing to urge me.

At that time, he had to lower his dignity and personally go downstairs to negotiate with me in a wheelchair.

Thanks to the blessing of the great young master, I did not get a commission last month because of the failure of the draft, only got a meager basic salary, and this worker is now considering whether to drink the northwest wind or go out to beg this month.

Or I'll still pick up the rags, the street recycling station in the old broken neighborhood where I live is very fair - the unit price of bottles has risen from three cents to five cents a piece, and in time it will be a lot of income.

As soon as I thought that Cheng Yixing would pick up a hundred bottles for every word he wrote, I was so angry that my teeth itched.

Even more outrageous is that whenever I knock on the door of their house, he happens to be eating, and most of the time he smiles and invites me to lunch with him. If I was a little late for traffic jams, he would invite me for afternoon tea or dinner.

At first, I refused, after all, it was not good to eat and drink with a white face.

At this time, he would go down the slope of the donkey with a regretful face: "It's really unfortunate, I'm eating, you are busy at work, and time is tight, it is better to come back another day, let's discuss this matter again." ”

At first, I was really stupid and actually believed his lies.

Until I found out that I was going back, he was eating back – he couldn't even find a new reason to prevaricate me.

I was in pain and broke my own inherent thinking patterns - anyway, if I don't eat this meal, no one will deliver the manuscript, then I might as well rub a meal, just make up for my lost commission.

So when he said for the fifth time: "Is Editor Cui interested in tasting my craft?" When we could talk in detail at the dinner table, I turned my heart sideways, hardened a harmless little white flower smile, and directly agreed to his proposal: "Well, it just so happens that I haven't eaten yet, so it's better to be respectful than to obey." ”

He smiled and said, "Please come in." ”

While cheering myself up and telling myself, "From today on, you will be Niu Hulu Cui Han", I squeezed a sentence out of the gap between my teeth: "Mr. Cheng, we will talk in detail at the dinner table." ”

But Cheng Dog's logic has always been very meticulous, and our chat at the dinner table is often off topic because he quietly shifts the topic.

I poured bitter water on my girlfriend Yan Yan, and named Cheng Yixing "Mr. C" (the company signed a confidentiality agreement, and the editor could not disclose the author's identity at will), and told her about the insanity one by one in the future.

"Such a hard bone to gnaw on for you this new man?" You guys are deliberate. Yan Yan handed me a cup of taro milk tea, "This is also too bullying, you hurry up and change the company." ”

I cried with a mournful face and looked at the pedestrians coming and going outside the cupboard of the milk tea shop: "How easy." ”

2

At this time, I was lying on the bed of the thirty-square-meter small rental house, hanging my breath and pouring bitter water with the supervisor.

"I understand you very well, Mr. Cheng is indeed not an author who likes to deliver manuscripts on time."

Oh, mr. Cheng, Cheng Yixing, this great injustice species in my dictionary does not deserve to have an honorific title, I have only one title for him, that is, Cheng Dog.

But I could only force a smile: "Yes, so you see if you want to change me to an author..."

"Aren't young people supposed to challenge themselves? What's the point of always standing still, the editor-in-chief handed him over to you for his reasoning..."

If you mention this, I won't be sleepy.

There are dozens of people up and down the whole department, who does not know that the Sun Fat Zi who entered the group internship with me is the eldest nephew of the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief deliberately distributed several new authors who were like crazy writers to the little fat man, frowned and said to the little fat man, "You have to work hard and don't shame me." ”

What's the joke, do those new authors really need editors to urge? Is the speed at which they write a perpetual motion machine?

Then, the editor-in-chief turned his head and gave me Cheng Yixing, an old fritter who had been in the network for seven or eight years, and while smiling kindly, he patted me on the shoulder and said that this is a god author, if I can get a novella from Cheng Yixing during the three-month internship period, he can directly promote me to a regular employee.

The subtext is that if I can't chew the hard bone of Cheng Yixing, I will have to roll up and leave, and give the only place left on the post to the little fat man.

Oh, who wouldn't draw a flatbread, pig nose with green onions you can know to put garlic.

The supervisor said a few innocuous nonsense and then hung up on me.

I felt extremely aggrieved, and my boss gave me such a task that was simply impossible to complete, and finally asked me to say that I was incompetent.

Since I can't solve the problem, then I still have to be nice to myself, go to a good meal to treat myself, and soothe my soul.

Generally speaking, after drinking and eating, I will have a very positive attitude.

I put a wide black trench coat over my brown furry pajamas, went downstairs with my phone and swept a shared electric car, and went straight to the Northeast Kebab Restaurant, which I often visited.

Their family has a 25% discount on Wednesdays, and on the principle of not spending more than a penny, I have always gone to the tooth festival on Wednesday nights.

3

The fat cows sizzle on the baking tray, and the aromas of cumin and sauce are mixed with the unique aromas of fat cows. I took the chopsticks and turned it over, staring straight at it, afraid that it would be roasted.

"Xiao Cui?"

My heart clattered.

It was the voice of the little fat man, in fact, he was the same age as me, but he was more than half a year older than me, and he felt that he was older, so he kept calling me "Xiao Cui".

I heard that it was not good, put down the chopsticks, forced out a polite smile, gritted my teeth and nodded: "Haha coincidental brother, I came here to eat a supper, you are... Socializing? ”

I was sitting in the lobby for four people, and he came out of the box.

"I took the authors under me to a dinner party to exchange ideas." He looked arrogant, with a dismissive smile, "Or will you be with you?" Let's be lively together, turn around and I will divide you into two authors, and you will also increase your performance, don't always hang yourself on that crooked neck tree. ”

I immediately wanted to smoke myself in both mouths. You shouldn't ask him too much, it's really humiliating.

"No, I'm wearing housecoats, which may not be suitable for appearances." I smiled and waved my hand, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

"Politely, we are all from our own families..." He stood beside me, stretched out his hand to pull me on the shoulder, "Walk around..."

I turned sideways to avoid his hand, and when I looked up, I saw an old acquaintance, Crooked Neck Tree himself, coming.

Cheng Yixing unceremoniously stretched out his arm, separated Sun Fatzi's hand, and then asked me: "Your colleague?" Without waiting for me to answer, he looked up and down at Sun Fatzi again, and said with disgust in his words, "Today, Cui Editor asked me out, are you okay?" ”

I never dreamed that this kind of heavenly divine soldier thing would fall on my head. Although this divine soldier was the source of my recent depression, this did not prevent my girl's heart from moving so slightly for many years.

"..."Sun Fat Zi was obviously choked up, and then turned to rebuke me, "Xiao Cui, this is your no, private appointment with the author can not dress so casually, this is to shame our Shengwen face." And the above did not assign you a new author, you contacted the new author privately, did you put the group leader in the eyes? ”

"Which of your eyes has seen me as a new author?" Cheng Yixing found that Sun Fatzi did not know him at all, and with a smile that made a fool of himself, he began to talk nonsense without changing his face, "If I remember correctly, it is not working time at all." If that's the case, wouldn't it be unreasonable to take my blind date without my consent? ”

I nodded frantically, "Yeah, yeah, we're on a blind date." ”

After saying that, I was a little embarrassed in hindsight.

Sun Fat Zi smiled sarcastically, "Then let's make another appointment another day." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and I felt that this farce should end here.

Who expected that Sun Fatzi's box came out again with a teenager in a gray sweatshirt, looking like he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

He was stunned when he saw Cheng Yixing from a distance, and then he rushed over with three steps and two steps, pulling Cheng Yixing's arm and not letting go, and his words were mixed with excitement and admiration: "Do you remember me?" ”

Cheng Yixing looked at him doubtfully: "Do we know each other?" ”

"At the signing party, you praised my sweatshirt for looking good, knew that I was in my third year of high school, and wrote a sentence on the title page, 'The future can be expected, the college entrance examination refueling'." The young man's eyes shone brightly, "Big God, do you remember?" ”

Cheng Yixing wearing a mask and black-rimmed glasses can be recognized by this little brother, and it seems that it is indeed real powder.

I silently took the mask out of the pocket of my coat and put it on—I was afraid that when the teenager knew that his idol was dating me, he would be worried about the eyes of the idol.

Cheng Yixing nodded, "There is an impression." ”

Sun Fat Zi couldn't believe it: "So Xiao Cui you are with Cheng Yi... Mr. Cheng blind date? ”

Cheng Yixing choked people in their own right: "What, which rule of Sheng Wen says that editors and authors are not allowed to be intimate?" ”

That's really not, we dare not say anything else, but I am backwards in the employee code.

"After all... The impact is not very good..." Sun Fat Zi stammered.

Cheng Yixing did not take his words, his words were sharp and to the point: "But I vaguely remember that Sheng Wenwen stipulates that it is not allowed to sign underage authors." ”

The sweatshirt boy was still wearing the pants of the school uniform of Ichiichi Junior High School, and was obviously a high school student.

Sun Fatzi lowered his head in frustration and argued, "That internship period has business indicators..."

"You don't even know if you can practice and turn regular, can you still guarantee his future?" Cheng Yixing was obviously not ready to give him a step down, "Intern editors should be placed next to mature authors like me to exercise well." ”

Although Cheng Dog is usually really a dog, the Cheng Dog who helped me scare Sun Fat Zi at this moment is really very heartwarming.

I even wanted to give him a hug at the moment, but considering that so many people were watching, I still held my restless heart.

I said to the frustrated teenager: "Don't be sad, there are still half a year before the college entrance examination, you should review and pass the college of your choice, and then it will be too late to sign again." ”

Cheng Yixing knife mouth tofu heart, lightly glanced at the teenager's school uniform pants that had not yet had time to change: "Escape from self-study?" ”

The teenager nodded blankly.

"Let's go, I'll drive you back to school, and when I get home, I'll apologize to my parents." He touched the teenager's head, then looked back at me, tilted his head, and said, "Together? ”

I couldn't help but look at the grilled meat on the table that hadn't eaten two bites, which was a waste of food and money.

"I'll give you a free order." Cheng Yixing saw that I did not move the pit, and added, "I will ask you to eat something else." ”

"Huh?"

"You come here every Wednesday for dinner, right?"

"Yes."

“...... So don't you pay attention to the name of this store? ”

"Boss Cheng Northeast Barbecue." I smacked it for a moment and suddenly realized, "The name of this shop, who can think that you opened it?" ”

A waiter sister was very enthusiastic to come over and help me clean up the table: "I said that the boss came to see the store every Wednesday every day of the month, and before they saw the dragon and saw the end..."

Cheng Yixing took his eyes off my face, but did not deny her words.

He wouldn't be interesting to me... This idea popped into my head, and then I shook my head and suppressed this idea: he just couldn't see it, and he helped me break the siege temporarily, Cui Han, your thoughts are too complicated.

He suddenly grabbed my wrist and bowed his head, his voice with some nasal sounds, a rare tenderness: "Now you know? ”

Squinting at Sun Fatzi, he threw a sentence at the waiter's sister, "We left first, and their table counted as my invitation." ”

I suddenly regretted that I went out in my pajamas today, if I dressed up well today, this scene would be a scene of Korean drama male and female protagonists.

I was so indisputably touched by Cheng Dog, just at the moment when he just looked at me condescendingly.

4

After going out, the teenager and I gave in to each other for a moment because of who was sitting in the passenger seat.

I think it's too awkward to sit in the co-pilot... After all, I didn't know what to say to him about this scene, so I strongly invited the sweatshirt teenager to sit in the co-pilot.

After all, he is a fan of Cheng Yixing, and he should be eager to seize the opportunity to talk to Cheng Yixing more.

The sweatshirt boy was polite and said that he could not disturb the idol's blind date.

Listening to me, I almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

We argued endlessly, and finally Cheng Yixing mentioned me to the co-pilot: "I have something to say to Editor Cui." ”

As a result, the three of us were silent all the way, and he didn't say a word except for letting me fasten my seat belt.

At the school gate, we both stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the big iron gate, watching the sweatshirt teenager and the high school students enter the school gate together.

Looking at those energetic faces, I can't help but miss the good times when I used to go to school.

"I used to go to school here." Cheng Yixing pointed to a dark red teaching building in the distance, "My first work was conceived on the roof of the second teaching building. ”

"It's quite deviant." I took the stubble.

I think the next step should be youth wound literature, according to common sense, this internet god is about to tell me about his unknown past.

But I overlooked one thing, that is, Cheng Yixing was not an ordinary person.

Strictly speaking, he is the direct head of the fourth or fifth year of my seniority.

The School of Letters of our school has always been rumored to have Cheng Yixing's double degree full marks, and his learning efficiency is simply ridiculously high.

An old professor who teaches the history of modern and contemporary literature once said that very few people can juggle their studies and careers and find a balance.

Cheng Yixing is one of them.

"Deviant people have to pay a terrible price." He took off his mask, looked down at me, held out his index finger to his face, and said very badly, "I stayed up late every day at that time, you see my dark circles and dark face, what a painful price." ”

I stared at him for half a moment, stunned to see that he had any dark circles and dullness.

Moreover, what is the tragic price of dark circles, I would like to ask which of the contemporary 996 social animals is not working with black circles to punch the clock.

He was stared at by me for a while, and his eyes suddenly became a little subtle, and I caught the change in his mood in time, retracted his gaze in time, and awkwardly did not overdo it.

Breaking the embarrassment was an old lady passing by, pulling a small cart to buy vegetables, and slowly passing in front of us: "You two pick up the child for the first time, right?" ”

I suspected that I had heard wrongly, and pulled on Cheng Yixing's sleeve, and found that he was also confused.

The old lady pointed to the opposite side of the street: "The opposite is the Blue Sky Kindergarten, you hurry up." Sighed, "The children are all out of school, why are you still arguing here?" ”

I am a small cabbage who has just entered the society, and I am actually treated as a child mother?

I glanced sideways at Cheng Yixing, well, it must be because he looks too mature, it must be so.

It didn't matter if I didn't look at him, I couldn't help but start to imagine what it would be like to actually pick up the children from school with him.

"Thank you, I'll take her with me right away." Cheng Yixing pulled out a smile at me, and began to coax me with a look of being slaughtered, "It's my fault, don't be angry? Well? ”

I didn't see it, he was really a good seedling for acting.

One thing to say, his coaxing voice is low and gentle, very different from usual.

I had no choice but to take over the drama with a hard scalp, and I lacked confidence: "Then you say what is wrong with you?" ”

Cheng Yixing was stunned, and then jumped out with great difficulty: "Dragging out the manuscript all the time, causing you to have no bonus during your internship period, and you may not be able to turn right." ”

My eyes widened, and anger swirled around my celestial cover—if I had just acted with this well-meaning old lady to reassure him, now I was genuinely angry.

Cheng Yixing, the bastard of a king, actually knew the fact that my life was miserable.

"So Mr. Cheng was deliberate before, just to embarrass me and make me retreat?" I glared angrily, "Isn't it hard to bully an intern to bring some joy to your boring life?" ”

He reached for my arm and tried to explain something to me, but before he could open his mouth to speak, I threw away his hand in a huff and ran away without turning my head.

5

That night I had a dream in which I beat Cheng Yixing violently, and then I smiled at the sky next to Cheng Yixing, who was wrapped in bandages and looked like a mummy, and said contemptuously: "Tell you not to mess with this woman." ”

In fact, after saying those two angry words, I have some regrets, but between me as a person who does not hit the south wall and does not turn back, I absolutely cannot pull down my face and apologize.

I ran faster, blocked a car on the side of the street and went home.

In the rearview mirror, he stood at the intersection of the street.

I'm not actually a person who is used to bringing emotions from work to life.

I worked part-time in the milk tea shop during the previous holidays, and the customer was not angry with me because of the long waiting time, and I was still smiling and asking him to wait.

It's always been my idea not to get angry about things at work.

However, things have become a little different here for Cheng Yixing, and even Yan Yan has recently asked me with surprise: "Have you been stimulated by anything recently, why are you so grumpy when you mention Mr. C, you have always been a good temper that does not move on all sides." ”

I reacted that I was indeed a bit abnormal, Yan Yan looked at the change in my facial expression, and thoughtfully: "Are you to Mr. C..."

I bit my lip and said, "Hmm. ”

Everything is self-evident.

Just the next week to prepare for the graduation thesis defense, I simply took a week's leave directly with the supervisor.

The supervisor did not know where (most likely Sun Fatzi) heard the rumors, saying that Cheng Yixing and I were already engaged, so they gave a leave of absence with a spring breeze: "Xiao Cui, you have a good rest, and the company's regularization quota is not static, after all..."

I scented inside and smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you for your concern." ”

I have already written my resignation, and once the internship period is over, I don't want to stay in Shengwen whether I turn positive or not.

Such a nepotistic company with a chaotic promotion mechanism, I think the probability is not long-

So for the next week, I never went to the door of The House of The Ones.

After the defense, Yan Yan sent me a WeChat message and asked me if I was interested in participating in this year's exchange meeting between new and old students, which was located on the first floor of the school hall, basically to exchange employment experience or something.

"But Po, I'm going to lose my job soon."

"Then stay with me." Yan Yan was absolutely cut to the point, "I was too nervous to go on stage alone, and our school invited several big guys to come this year, I was even more scared, you are my good sister, at this time you don't accompany me who accompanies me..."

Yan Yan is the gold medal host of the school TV station, and she is also a person who has seen the wind and waves, can a new and old student exchange meeting make her afraid?

After all, in previous years, the exchange meetings of new and old students did not invite any well-known people. I was once suspicious that the school was selling dog meat with sheep's heads, using "celebrities" as a gimmick to attract new students.

At this moment, I really want to ask Yan Yan like a famous host: "Really?" I don't believe it. ”

6

The meeting was preceded by a personal interview in the auditorium of the school auditorium. And the studio was not very crowded, and I thought that idle was also idle, and it was not much of a help, so I went for a walk.

A short-haired schoolgirl was tinkering with a tripod in the studio, and one was struggling to support her, and I went over to help her for a while.

After fixing the tripod, she gave me an incredibly bright smile: "Sister Xue, you are so good." ”

"You're welcome."

"Hey, sister, are you also from the school TV station?" Xuemei hung her head in frustration, "I just entered the school platform, I still don't know anything, I was assigned an independent interview work, Sister Xue, you see if I have any flaws in these questions?" ”

"I'm not from the school platform, I just came over to help with the chores." I smiled, "I don't know much about anything else, but I can help you see the problem." ”

Xuemei handed me the dark blue folder in her hand, I opened it and looked at it, and the file looked up and wrote "Interviewer: Cheng Yixing".

The world is so small, and fate is wonderful.

I was silent for a moment, then briefly skimmed through the questions.

Question 9: "Can you tell us why you succeeded?" ”

I made up my mind for his answer to this question, and he most likely smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's mainly about talent." ”

Because when I first met, I went to their house to urge the manuscript, and the atmosphere was very lively when I ate hot pot, and I asked him this question in my head.

I pointed to the ninth question: "This may have to be changed, Cheng Yixing, this person, probably will not answer this question head-on." ”

There was a polite knock on the door three times, followed by a familiar voice: "Can I come in?" ”

I was stunned, and the student opened the door to beckon him in.

Cheng Yixing saw that my expression was very subtle.

I guess he probably wanted to laugh, but he was confused and surprised by what I said, and he probably didn't recognize me.

This big wronged species thinks that contact lenses will damage the cornea, so it is resolute not to wear contact lenses.

Therefore, when he does not wear glasses in order to be handsome (such as now), it is equivalent to half an open eye blind.

He squinted his eyes at me for a long time, and finally said: "Sorry classmate, I can't find my glasses, please ask you for me some..." He deliberated on the words, "Is it a different opinion?" ”

Sure enough, he heard what I was just saying.

opinion? I had more opinions about him, and I could slander him for three days and three nights just by making up all sorts of reasons to drag the manuscript.

But I'm a dog, and I only dare to slander and don't dare to talk blindly.

I hesitated for a moment before I added a sentence to myself: "No, I don't have any opinions, in fact, I went to the wrong place... Hahaha... In fact, I am a new student of the Industrial and Commercial Academy, and today our hospital welcomes the new students..."

Before my voice landed, Cheng Yixing had a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Cui Han, I remember that you are my direct sister." ”

“……”

Well? What's going on? Didn't he wear glasses and didn't recognize who I was?

Xuemei suddenly realized: "Xuejie, do you know?" ”

"I knew each other before, but I don't know them soon." I smiled and handed the folder to the student, "I still have something to do, go first." ”

"Okay, sister."

Cheng Yixing was faster than the last time, and directly grabbed the strap of my cross-body bag: "Still angry." ”

is a declarative sentence.

I glanced back at him and raised a tone: "Let go." ”

"Just heard this classmate say that her first independent interview, a little nervous... I don't know if Editor Cui can cooperate with her? He smiled softly and didn't let go.

The student girl cast a look of help.

A knock at the door broke the calm of the stalemate.

Yan Yan leaned against the door with his arm in his arms: "There is still an hour before the official start, and the director of the station is urging." This classmate just entered the stage, Han Han your convenient words to take the handle..." Before she finished speaking, her mobile phone rang, "Hey..."

She chatted with the person on the other side of the phone about the rehearsal and gave me a triumphant gesture.

I watched with a complicated expression as she drifted away, and Yu Guang saw the corners of Cheng Yixing's mouth rise, and it took a lot of effort to hide the smile.

Needless to say, he dressed up today with a real sense of atmosphere.

When he went to their house to urge the manuscript before, he usually had black-rimmed glasses and sweatshirts of various colors.

It is not a secret that his home dress is actually quite good-looking, but it is a good look of fireworks.

Today's good looks, there is a sense of distance.

Dark gray woolen suit with a black turtleneck sweater, and, probably because the occasion was less formal, he also wore a sweater chain with a very designed sense of design, and could faintly see a letter "C" hanging from it.

It is that the whole person is emaciated, the eye sockets are a little blue, and it is obvious that he has stayed up for several big nights.

I really wanted to ask him how this frosted eggplant look was made, but because of his face, he couldn't pull down his face and ask.

He deliberately made a face and a serious look: "I really know that I am wrong. ”

"Hmm." I went to debug the camera, "Try it out if the light works, so let's start the interview." ”

Cheng Yixing was sitting in front of the camera, and when I looked at the monitor to adjust the camera position, I found that he had a cufflink that was not fastened, so I pointed to his sleeve.

He held out his hand.

Expressionlessly, I lifted his paws to tie his cufflinks.

"Like a police officer handcuffing a prisoner." He commented carefully, and then slowly opened the fist-clenching hand.

In the palm of his hand was a piece of chocolate with a word printed on the wrapping paper—"Echo." (Remember, there will be an echo.) ）

I hesitated for a moment and took the chocolate: "Look at its face, barely forgive you." ”

"Then I'll go back and offer the remaining half a box of chocolates." He teased, his face a little nervous, "Thank you for apologizing to you for me." ”

I silently warned myself that he was a chocolate that he bought casually, and there was an English word printed on it, Cui Han, you should have thought too much.

7

Halfway through the interview, the company interviewing the day before yesterday called me, probably informing me that I had entered the re-examination, and the re-examination was scheduled for four o'clock this afternoon.

After hanging up the phone, I stood outside the studio and watched through the glass as Cheng Yixing answered the question seriously.

In fact, it is a little unreal, after all, the side of him in the camera is not familiar to me.

In the shot, he is focused and rigorous, like a fish in his own field, his eyes are not alarmed, and his language is sharp and logical.

And the Cheng Yixing I know is a very ordinary person, a person who can make up all kinds of nonsense to scare me without changing my face when I am seriously urging the draft, or bring me a fruit plate, let me first pad my stomach and wait for him to finish cooking before talking about work.

He would occasionally smile at me while he was pancakes in the kitchen in an apron and explain to me why he hadn't changed his article today.

I love the contrast.

And his cooking is really delicious, and when I think of not being able to eat Cheng Yixing's fried dishes after leaving Sheng Wen, I am a bit troubled.

Afraid of disturbing their interviews, I quietly sent him a message and left.

"I have something to do in the afternoon, let's take a step first."

Then it comes with a running dog emoji.

Twenty minutes later he sent me a document and four words: "I've delivered it." ”

The meaning of these four words seems to me to be tantamount to surrendering.

I hesitated for a moment and replied to him: "I'm sorry Mr. Cheng, I'm about to leave my job, I'll push Editor Sun's WeChat to you later, you can give it to him." ”

After sending this information, I breathed a long sigh of relief and was in a nervous mood.

I was lost, the mother's fetus solo for many years, a rare crush can only be abruptly stopped, no disease ends.

I looked at the hurried pedestrians and bustling streets outside the bus window, and suddenly felt a little sad in my heart.

8

The interview was over at six o'clock, and after about half an hour the results came out, and I was successfully hired. The director of the new company was very affinity and said that he wanted to invite us to a meal together and get to know each other well.

After eating about eight or nine o'clock, everyone just knew each other and did not know very well, said goodbye strangely, and dispersed.

Out of the door, I stood in front of the pile of the shared tram and took out my mobile phone to scan the code, when suddenly a black pickup truck stopped in front of me.

Cheng Yixing rolled down the car window, put his left elbow on it, and his right hand on the steering wheel and knocked unconsciously —I suspect it was his keyboard typing occupational disease.

Instead of wearing the black-rimmed glasses he usually wears, he changed into a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which looked a little uninhibited.

The unruly Cheng Dashen looked at me with a look of confusion and apology.

I was a little confused: "Why are you here?" ”

"I've got to give you an explanation."

9

I got in the car, and he drove to the underground parking lot of a nearby mall and turned off the fire.

We sat quietly for a while, and he took off his glasses and rubbed the corners of his eyes: "I didn't mean to embarrass you, but I did bother you... You have also seen the business situation of Sheng Wen, I don't want to renew my contract, and naturally there is no need to produce works again. ”

I looked over the car window.

I knew he didn't have to talk to one of my interns about it. The departure of an author of his level is bound to have a huge impact on the company.

And he didn't want to let Sheng Wen's senior management know in advance that he wanted to leave his job, so he would have to hide it to the end.

"What would you do if I told the editor-in-chief now?" I wanted to scare him as a little revenge.

He smiled and said, "Now, she probably already knows what I think, after all, they are all old fritters." ”

"Then since you don't want to continue writing, you just sent me the document..."

"That was after you left last week, I stayed up a few nights to write." He put on his glasses and looked up at me, and I also turned my head to look at him, "I'm afraid that you will be wronged because of your lack of performance, so this is a gift to you, and it has nothing to do with Shengwen." ”

My heart beat like a drum.

When the eyes blended slightly with a little glue, I quickly did not overdo it to diverge from the topic: "It is also very coincidental to meet you here, do you also like the Japanese food just now?" ”

"I asked your friend and she said you were interviewing in Huiyuan Block A, and I was worried that it would be unsafe for you to walk alone at night, and I waited downstairs for a while. I saw you go to the Japanese food store together and then parked the car at the door. ”

Nine times out of ten, this friend is Yan Yan.

I smacked, "Are you stupid to wait for more than two hours without sending me a message?" ”

"Afraid to disturb you." He said lightly, "Editor Cui is generally very happy when he eats, and if I send you a message in the middle, you may have mixed feelings and can't swallow." ”

Well, I know a lot.

"I'm quite self-aware, knowing that I can't swallow all the time." I made a joke.

As soon as the words came out, I found that it was not quite right, it was originally a complaint that the work was hard, and in this atmosphere it sounded like...

"I like you." There was no hesitation in his tone.

The lights in the parking lot suddenly all went out, probably because of the zonal power outage.

I took advantage of the darkness and slowly approached him to see what kind of expression he had now, whether he would blush or anything.

The lights in the parking lot were turned on again, and the surrounding area was very clear, and I was only an inch away from him, and even the dark blue caused by his staying up late and a mole in the corner of his eye could be clearly seen.

My face instantly turned red: "I just want to see what you have... expression. ”

"Oh, do you see that clearly?" He looked down slightly, looking at me as he approached.

I cheekily approached two centimeters: "Wait, let me take a closer look." ”

The lights in the parking lot became dim again, and he turned his face sideways, and the corners of his lips brushed my forehead: "Then you look again." ”

The little firework in my heart exploded, so my brain rushed and reached out to take off his glasses: "The glasses are blocked, I can't see." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he kissed me lightly on the corner of my forehead, with a slight warm touch, as if to encourage me, so I plucked up the courage to kiss his lips.

I think it should be a pleasant decision to fall in love with him.

"I like you too." I whispered in his ear.

Misunderstood and engaged to the male god, I was anxious to clarify, but he kissed me "I have long liked you"

10

I happily left my job, and then on the day of my departure, I saw Cheng Yixing's wonderful termination performance.

"Cui Han, losing you is a huge loss to Sheng Wen, and you really don't think about it..." The supervisor used words dryly to keep me.

To be precise, it is to retain Cheng Yixing.

"Don't think about it." I cut through the nail on the head, "Shengwen Group, under the leadership of you and your relatives, must have a brilliant and beautiful future, not inferior to me." ”

To go is to go, but I have to take back the pockets I have received.

"I'll pay a penalty." Cheng Yixing leisurely drank tea at the side, "Won't bother you?" ”

The lawyer standing next to him is said to be the head of a top law firm, and the whole termination process is only an hour, and the in-house counsel of the company is purple and difficult to say.

The editor-in-chief was so angry that he vomited blood and called the board of directors and said that he would hold a temporary high-level meeting to discuss future development prospects and plans.

I was in a dark mood, and I took Cheng Yixing to eat a seafood food stall to show my gratitude that day.

"I want to open a personal studio and run my own copyright, do you think the idea is feasible?"

His plans for the past two months have been very detailed, and he always asks me if I have any comments.

I stared at the crispy fried crab in front of me: "It is feasible, as long as I am not allowed to urge the draft every day, I am extremely supportive of what you want to open." ”

After saying that I felt that this was not quite right, I added another sentence: "I have great support for opening any business organization." ”

He heard my answer and lay on his stomach on the table, his head buried in his arms, smiling and shrugging his shoulders.

I pulled the crab leg apart and came up with the idea: "Really, don't laugh, let's be serious." ”

"You are my reminder." He stretched out his hand to roll up his sleeves for me, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, "After all, when I first saw you, you were urging me." ”

I took out a tissue and wiped the soup from my hand, reached out and touched his forehead, "No fever." I recalled it carefully, "I remember that the first time we met you were just about to go out, and you hurried out of the house in a well-dressed way, and you didn't give me a chance to urge you." ”

His eyes froze: "You forgot? ”

I was stared at by him: "What? ”

He slowly and methodically wiped my mouth with a tissue: "Half a year ago at the airport..." Yan Bi shook his head, "If you don't remember, forget it." ”

I suddenly felt that the crabs in front of me were not fragrant: "Don't, the words are all over here." ”

He raised an eyebrow: "Do you know what I like to do the most?" ”

"Favorite... cook? I asked tentatively.

"I like to leave a foreshadowing in my work."

Postscript: Cheng Yixing

The first time I met her was at a café at the airport.

I stayed up all night the day before, and the look of that day was a little intimidating, my head was also a little sore, and the refreshing ice American style bought in front of me was difficult to swallow.

The playlist in the coffee shop was mostly jazz, and I had difficulty sleeping in this environment, so I had to sit quietly and wait with my mask on.

"Hello, sorry to bother you." The girl with a huge suitcase bent her eyebrows, "There is no seat in the waiting room, the seats here are also full, I see that there is an empty seat opposite you, can you please share a table?" ”

I nodded, "Yes." ”

The dark blue luggage tag hanging from her suitcase was a gift from her alma mater's celebration and was printed with the school emblem. I came to be interested and asked her: "Are you N big?" ”

She nodded, "You too?" The studs in her ears were in the shape of a windmill, and they spun around at the moment.

"I'm from N University College of Letters and have been graduating for a few years." I smiled, and then I realized I was wearing a mask, and she might not be able to see me smiling.

"I'm graduating soon." Her eyes were very agile, revealing a little reluctance, "This walk, there is still a little reluctance to eat in the school canteen." ”

I was silent for a moment, because I had moved out of the dorm room since my sophomore year, and I was not impressed by the meals in the cafeteria, but it was certain that it should not be as good as I had made.

"I'm also from the Faculty of Letters, so you count me as a direct senior." She provoked a topic again, as if she had come from a familiar state, "Senior, the new students in our college this year are very powerful, and the other day I saw a full-fledged student..."

I agreed: "That's pretty awesome. ”

She seemed to see that I didn't look very good, and took out a small iron box from her cross-body bag, with a concerned face: "Senior, your face is not very good, is it low blood sugar?" I have loquat candy here, do you taste it? ”

I didn't want to explain much and acquiesced to her statement.

Very few people care about me that much, and most people care about me with some purpose. For example, after I had a small surgery, I asked if I could deliver this month's column in time, or if I could do business cooperation.

I took the box she handed me, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, I felt that my head suddenly didn't hurt so much.

"You must go to the hospital immediately after getting off the plane, low blood sugar can be big or small, I have a friend who has low blood sugar, and once the sports meeting directly fainted there." Her tone was very serious, "So the body is the capital of the revolution." ”

Later, I always thought about this scene and felt very funny, she was the first stranger in my life who had just met and urged me to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

Because I hadn't rested well for several days, I got off the plane and got a serious cold, and I couldn't help but laugh when I remembered what she said on the way to the hospital.

I noticed her name on her boarding pass, Cui Han.

The second time we met was at the kebab restaurant I opened, and I checked the account at the front desk, and she sat in the dining room next to the front desk.

Their voices were clear, and I heard that she had invited a few of her best friends to dinner because she had received an offer from ShengWen.

She was already drunk at the checkout, and her eyes were a little confused as she took out her credit card: "Tonight the whole audience Cui... Cui Gongzi paid the bill. ”

I rarely come to the store, so I'm not very skilled at checking her out. She wasn't noisy either, she was lying on the front desk slightly drunk and smiling, staring at me motionlessly.

I distinctly remember that she wore a black velvet dress that day, and a pearl hairband, the tail of her eyes was reddish, and the pearls dotted with pearls dangled under the top lamp at the front desk, shining like teardrops.

I returned the bill and card to her, and she reached out and praised me, "You look so good." ”

Obviously, she herself is good-looking.

I was silent: "You know me? ”

She smiled and shook her head, then was taken away by her girlfriends.

When I first saw it, it was a stranger who was surprised, and it was normal for her not to remember me, but I was a little dazed.

The next night, a friend application popped up on my WeChat: Hello, I am Cui Han, the intern editor of Shengwen.

It was pouring rain outside, and with a cup of hot tea at hand, I peeled off a loquat candy and threw it in my mouth and typed a line on the computer.

"In the darkness, there are always things that are outside of our prejudgments, and they are wrapped in bitter sweetness."

The third time we met was at my house, and apparently she didn't recognize me.

I was accustomed to it, and deliberately changed the housecoat to a style that she would probably like, but she did not buy it, and asked me directly to the subject: "I'm sorry, the first time we meet, we have to talk about topics you don't like, have you written any works recently?" ”

Even if we said that we were meeting for the first time, I actually asked me about the manuscript without changing my face?

The last time we met, they praised me for being good-looking, and sure enough, the good-looking skin bag was worthless in front of her work.

I angrily said that I had something to go out, and politely and distantly said goodbye to her.

When I went out, I regretted it. She crossed most of the city to find me, but I directly left her and left, she must have been very aggrieved at this time.

Then I sat in the car, watched her out the door, and drove all the way to the bus she was riding on, until I saw her get out of the car, at a milk tea shop, laughing and taking a selfie of taro milk tea, and then leave with confidence.

I secretly wondered, the next time we meet must make up for it... If you don't invite her to dinner, after all, I still trust my craft.

It didn't go well because she didn't appreciate it, and again and again she smiled and refused my invitation.

But after all, Heaven did not fail to live up to the prepared people, and after half a month, she finally relaxed at my invitation: "Well, it just so happens that I haven't eaten yet, so it's better to be respectful than to obey." ”

That night, I typed two notes into my memo.

"Title: About Choi Editor's Taboos and Hobbies."

"New Year's resolution, with Choi Editor."

Small Theater:

College club recruitment meeting site.

"Sister Xue, I dare to ask, what is the direction of employment after we graduate from our major?"

In order to pull people to the community, Cui Han began to rack his brains and nonsense: "I can earn millions of dollars a year and go to the peak of life... Do you believe it? ”

"Can directly enter the front line of online editing, contact the head author." Cheng Yi sat down on the floor and drew a big cake for the student, "This student sister is just too modest. ”

“...... Yes, you can also beat the author so that your parents don't know him. (Original title: "Today's Reminder Letter Has Been Delivered")

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