Those things about youth (I)

I'm eight years older than him, and we...

"Don't say it!" With a snap, Xiao Qiu slammed the book on the table, kicked the stool away, and spun out of the conference room like the wind. With another "snap" and closing of the door, everyone's eyes silently turned to Xiao Wan, their department manager, a capable and very refreshing big girl. Saying that she is a big girl, in fact, she is not too big, only twenty-seven years old, but most of these soldiers are technical schools, vocational high schools have just graduated, eighteen or nine years old, plus she has been in the industry for many years, of course, it is "big".

"Keep the meeting going!" She didn't know which of her words she had said wrongly, had touched the boy's scales, and had never seen him so mad; but she didn't bother to pay attention to him, and she knew, perhaps, that men also had a sixth sense.

Xiao Wan and Xiao Qiu's acquaintance seems to be just yesterday, vividly remembered. That day, the manager assigned a new employee to their department, and the young man was a bit shaved, speaking not very fluent Mandarin, and listening to it with a southern accent. Although he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, his face looked a little mature. He was smart, hard-working, and savvy, so the business was soon on track.

Getting along with Xiao Qiu is fresh and pleasant, Xiao Wan is the leader, and Xiao Qiu is together, but there is no feeling of being "stuck", everything is so natural. He can get the customer himself, will never trouble anyone, he knows when, ask which leader to help; but he is very discerning, Xiaowan is most confused is that often the late meeting of the leadership level is very late, she is actually a girl is actually quite afraid of walking at night. At the end of each evening meeting, Xiao Qiu could appear in front of her just right, shake his head, and signal to get on the back seat of his bicycle. At first, she was a little embarrassed and not used to it, but Xiao Qiu's tone was firm and could not be rejected, and she slowly adapted. Sometimes, XiaoWan would invite him to eat KFC by the way; to Xiaowan's surprise, Xiaoqiu would also make a good dish to impress her.

Outside of work, she never contacted him, but he would call to inquire and care about her. Gradually, it seemed that she was infected, and one weekend, after not seeing Xiao Qiu contact her, she did not know why, picked up the phone and asked him where he was...

One day, the company's particularly senior, big sister-level vice president asked Xiaowan when there was no one around: "Are you in love with Xiao Qiu?" ”

"No, no!" She didn't admit it, but her tone wasn't very firm. There was never any confession or promise between them, they didn't even hold hands, but their relationship seemed to be different.

"It would have been better if not. You are not suitable. How older are you? ”

"I'm eight years older than him, and we..."

"Physiologically..."

The vice president's words, she did not know whether she listened to it or did not listen to it, they were still so salty and indifferent to each other, until that day, the pre-meeting meeting before the meeting began, his appearance.

He, Heng Zong, the newly sent business director, has a solid aura and charm. In Heng Zong's speech, he mentioned that Xiaowan was cultivated step by step from new employees, and the tone was overflowing with appreciation, and they were similar in age...

At that time, Xiao Qiu and Xiao Wan seemed to have become strangers in an instant. Within a few days of hard work, some employees said to Xiao Wan, Xiao Qiu was in love, and the little girl in the department, the one who was white and pure, but the two people often moved intimately and did not shy away from others...

Xiao Wan was helpless and heartless, this heartless, I don't know if I had no heart or no mood. It's not sad, because they don't belong to each other in the first place; but they are so slightly uncomfortable.

……

She felt that she was not young enough to drift like this anymore and should find someone to rely on. Xiao Qiu is not, the eldest sister is right, their age gap is too big, and they are women and boys; the parents of both sides are too far apart, one is in the south, one is in the north; their respective original families are also full of difficulties, Xiao Qiu is the eldest, there are many younger siblings, their father is not in good health, they can hardly afford it...

The eldest sister is not right, Heng Zong is not the right person, although he is talented, young and promising, but he is too enterprising, only work, work, work in his eyes...

Xiaowan resigned and returned to the city where she once started, where she had relatives and good friends. After going back, in addition to work, it was a blind date, and finally, she met the person she wanted, and they loved and respected each other without being bound to each other.

Busy sneaking around, Xiaowan sorted out her son's photos, and an avatar flashed in the QQ dialog box. It's him—Xiao Qiu. They learned about each other's recent situation like old friends, Xiao Qiu married in his hometown, married a sweet and lovely girl, and gave birth to a smart and lively son, about the same age as Xiao Wan's son. Finally, she plucked up the courage to say, "If, instead of age, maybe, I'll choose you." He said, "I will too." "Not to confess, but to give the other party a recognition, to put a suitable label on the beautiful memories of that youth." At this point, they disappeared into each other's QQ, in each other's "line of sight", and each of them was fine.

(I would like to use this article to first give young boys and girls, youth can have passion, beauty, no processing, original taste, spicy with a hint of sweetness.) But marriage requires reason, for the sake of the people you love, and for the people you once loved. ）