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At that time we worked for a newspaper, and later, we left one after another. Later, the newspaper ceased publication.
That day was the Tanabata Festival, China's Valentine's Day. When Wen Yi left work, Xi Xi was still at the computer, making the version absent-mindedly, while anxiously waiting, waiting for the roses purchased online by her boyfriend to arrive as promised.
At the entrance of the editorial department, there is an oval mirror, reflecting Wen Yi's delicate face and exquisite curves. Wen Yi brushed her hair and sipped the newly applied lip gloss, very satisfied with herself.
She's going on a date, but she's tight-lipped about Sissi. Sissi's side face was also reflected in the mirror. This girl is so ugly. Not only ugly, but also fat, that physique, five big and three thick, visually measured to have more than 130 pounds, right? For an unmarried girl, this is really not a very friendly number.
Wen Yi smiled in the mirror, stepped on the patent leather high heels, and flew away.
The man who waited for her was called Chen Shuai, but his name did not match the truth, and he was not handsome at all. Chen Shuai runs a flower shop, which sounds romantic, but people are not romantic at all.
This unsightly, nor romantic man has been in love with her for half a year. If it goes well, marriage is just around the corner. Chen Shuai has a shop, has an economic foundation, and is a real person, all of which make her satisfied.
She needs marriage. Three years after the divorce, her ex-husband became a father again, and she was still alone. She had to marry someone quickly and let him know that she wasn't wanted by no one and that she was alive and well.
Does she love Chen Shuai? Occasionally, she asked herself. But does this matter? After the divorce, she was very inferior and felt that she was worthless. She longed too much for a pair of broad shoulders for her to lean on.
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Wen Yi poured two buses and rushed to Chen Shuai's flower shop, and the flowers that Xi Qian waited for finally came late. Sissi uploaded the photo of the rose in her arms to the circle of friends, and the delicate rose lined her round face and smiled beautifully.
It's nice to be young! For this plain fat girl, Wen Yi was even a little jealous.
Chen Shuai was very busy this day. Every holiday, he was very busy, so as soon as he saw her, he was elated, like a savior.
She fastened her apron and cleaned the floor of scattered petals and foliage. For half a year, every weekend, she came to help. Ear to ear, flower arrangement, pruning, no teacher.
Chen Shuai said, you are quite suitable for the work of a florist. She was a little annoyed, a little sad. Their flowers are spent in a florist before and after the moon. Sometimes, she felt more like his waiter, without a salary, with no grudges.
But would he like her without those qualities? She wasn't sure.
A month ago, Chen Shuai said, when we are married, you resign, husband and wife join hands to make our career bigger.
She couldn't ask for it. The newspaper she worked for ran dismally and was barely paid. If you marry Chen Shuai, your worries will also be solved. For this beautiful future, this little grievance, what is the gain?
Still, she felt that something was missing, and for this reason she hesitated, suffering from gain and loss.
Maybe it was the picture of Xi Qian holding the flowers that infected her, and suddenly, she especially wanted a bouquet of flowers, a bouquet of roses that Chen Shuai had personally inserted and given to her, so that she could also smile like Xi Qian. For Chen Shuai, a bouquet of flowers, near the water tower, is a breeze.
But he was indifferent. She had to hint at him, and he smiled, looking around at him. Finally, she was a little impatient, and simply asked: Today is Valentine's Day, don't you plan to send me a bouquet of flowers too?
Chen Shuai smiled dryly: "Temperament! Is sending flowers romantic? What we don't lack is flowers, selling leftovers every day, you want, when you go for a while, take a bouquet.
Sure enough, when it was closed, there were still two bouquets of flowers left on the wrought iron flower stand, which she had inserted by her own hand, a little listless, like a once-in-a-lifetime star. Chen Shuai said, was it said by me? Take whatever you want, choose one of the two.
Wen Yi did not choose, nor did she let Chen Shuai send her home. After that, she never went to Chen Shuai's shop again.
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Sissi and her boyfriend met online. Wen Yi had seen pictures of boys, handsome and masculine, no wonder Sissi loved madly.
When compiling the manuscript, Sissi secretly chatted, covering her mouth and laughing from time to time, like the happy appearance of a woman in love. The happier Xi Qian was, the more bitter Wen Yi's heart became.
The boy on the other end of the network is very considerate. The water heater in the editorial department was broken, and the editor-in-chief was reluctant to buy a new one, so he immediately bought one online. Sissi said that I can have someone who hurts me and loves me like this, and in this life, I am satisfied.
To be an editor, you must not only have excellent professional ability, but also be extra cautious and careful. Sissi, who is immersed in online love, often does not keep her mind, and in a month, she has made two consecutive mistakes. At a pre-editorial meeting, the editor-in-chief was furious and scolded her for "just knowing that I am in love, but I am not at ease with my work."
The editor-in-chief told Wen Yi that he had hired Xi Qian because he sympathized with her. Her father was sick at home, her mother was a cleaner, and the economy was particularly difficult, so it was not easy for her to go to college, but she was so ignorant and did not cherish her work. He wanted to dismiss her, but he couldn't bear it.
In the blink of an eye, the National Day holiday came, and Xi Qian bought a train ticket in advance and went to Jilin to meet her boyfriend. She wanted to take a day off, but the editor-in-chief said that the next morning there would be a pre-editorial meeting, and no one was allowed to take leave. Sissi was dumbfounded, change it, the tickets are sold out. The editor-in-chief told her that if she wanted to go, she could, and the consequences would be at her own risk.
Sissi was gone. The next day's pre-editorial meeting lasted only two minutes. After the meeting, the editor-in-chief announced: holiday.
Their newspaper is a weekly newspaper, and each editor's edition has long been prepared in advance. In particular, Sissi's version, Salon Literature and Art, was reviewed half a month ago. This meeting, open or not, is actually not so necessary. In Wen Yi's heart, some bitterness came up.
Xi Qian returned from Jilin and the vigorous online love affair also came to an end. This seems to be to be expected. Unexpectedly, because she was on leave, the editor-in-chief wanted to fire her. Sissi didn't say anything, and with tears in her eyes, she left the newsroom.
Wen Yi is particularly sad, worried about Xi Qian, and also worried about her future. Two months later, Wen Yi also resigned. She's going to open her own florist. When she divorced, she received 100,000 yuan, which just came in handy.
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"I used to try to please a lot of people, to maintain a relationship, and finally I realized that we didn't need to please anyone, all we had to do was make ourselves strong and then attract the people we liked to lean over." 」
Wen Yi read this passage of the writer Fu Nan, a year later, in his own shop. Roses, lilies, carnations, the aromas of various flowers, haunted her.
There was a man who was a regular visitor to the florist. At first, she thought he was buying flowers for his lover, but later learned that he was a professional painter who had been single since his wife died in a car accident. He was good at painting flowers and birds, and he liked all the beautiful things, flowers, and her, and he liked them all.
Out of her flower shop, go to the right, in the corner, crowded with a shop, Sissi and her mother sell spicy duck neck, the store is not large, clean and refreshing, the business is good.
In the year after Sissi resigned, she changed jobs twice, and then decided to open a store, and at the same time worked part-time as an editor on a platform. Sissi was in a hurry, and the person quickly lost weight. Sissi, who has slimmed down, is sweet and lovely.
Wen Yi asked her, do you regret it? For an unsuccessful online relationship, I lost my favorite job.
Sissi's face darkened, and then she smiled: But that was the most beautiful and unforgettable time in my life, doing what I liked, and liking the people I liked.
Until now, I don't regret it. Sissi said that it was this unsuccessful relationship that made me wake up to the fact that to make the person you love like you, you must first make yourself strong. So, I'm going to slim down, become beautiful, and make a lot of money.
Why didn't she think the same way? Wen Yi suddenly liked this girl.
She hadn't told the painter, in fact, she liked him too. Love, when it is time to come, will naturally come. She was willing to wait, wait for their love to blossom and blossom.
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