When he woke up, the sunlight filtered in from the living room window and hit him warmly. She left quietly, leaving a sticky note: "He Youdong, congratulations on successfully completing the task. In the next three months...
It's my turn to show off. By the way, thank you for taking care of me last night."
He threw the sticky note into the drawer, looked down at his watch, and was surprised to realize that he was already an hour late.
Du Siqiu went out before him, but was still late. Xue Yan bumped into her at the door of the office. She was usually kind to others, but she would never allow her subordinates to neglect their work. Besides, Du Siqiu was only an intern, so she had to be disciplined.
A meal.
Xiao Song, who was also an intern with her, sympathized with her and was also surprised by her lack of focus. You know, with her work attitude, it is simply impossible to gain a foothold in Shenjixu.
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Xiao Song didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Anyway, with a competitor like Du Siqiu, the chance of her staying in Shenzhen would be greater. However, among the several interns who came in at the same time, they were relatively familiar with each other.
She slid her chair to Du Siqiu's side and said, "Xiao Du, there is an event in the company tonight, and we've included you."
"Oh, what's going on?" She stared at the computer screen and scratched her head absentmindedly.
"After Lao Cao was promoted, a new president was transferred from the company headquarters. He is going to invite everyone to sing k tonight."
"Oh, that's it, but I don't have time, so I won't go."
"Ah, this is not good."
"It's really something...Xiao Song, if Editor Xue comes to see me, just say I'm not feeling well. Please." Du Siqiu said persistently.
Du Siqiu's gossip was not as well-informed as Xiao Song's, and she had no idea who the new president was. But one thing is for sure, she would not join in the fun. Who knows if it was a scam?
Where’s the Hongmen Banquet!
Xiao Song lamented this again, thinking that this girl was so brave that she only did things that cost her her job! Who doesn't know that Editor Xue is notoriously mean to his subordinates?
Du Siqiu didn't take this matter to heart and went home directly after get off work.
When Feng Xue came back from Zhuhai, Du Siqiu was hanging clothes on the back balcony. When she turned around and saw Feng Xue's gloomy look, she didn't bother to say hello and said sarcastically: "Look at your virtue, your soul is still in Zhuhai."
Bar."
"Forget it, insomnia!"
She chuckled: "Understood! It makes people feel haggard because of Yi. Who is Yi?"
Feng Xue rolled his eyes and ignored her, and returned to the room with his briefcase. Du Siqiu followed him in and asked, "Come on, tell me, who did you meet in Zhuhai?"
"What are you talking about in your head? You think about things all day long. How can there be so many chance encounters in life!" Feng Xue has the ability to kill people as soon as she pretends to be literary and artistic.
She smiled slyly: "But what you have is lovesickness."
"That's right, my illness means that one day is like three autumns after not seeing each other... I suddenly left this city, and I don't know who I missed." Feng Xue pretended to make a sad speech, and then went straight into the bathroom to take a shower to avoid her.
of bombing.
Du Siqiu was so numb that she had goosebumps. According to Feng Xue, she had someone she liked, and this man was in this city, and she had just realized her feelings for him.
Du Siqiu knocked on the door and said, "Hey, why are you hiding from me?"
"Whoever hides from you will have to settle the score with you!" Feng Xue said angrily.
"Well, why did I offend you?"
"Tell me honestly, are you dating He Youdong just to take advantage of him and use him to make Peng Tao angry?" The sound of running water in the bathroom made Feng Xue's anger as if he wanted to come out and beat her immediately.
She was startled, Feng Xue was not stupid, he could see through her trick at a glance. After thinking about it, judging from the friendship between Feng Xue and He Youdong, Du Siqiu's only option to save herself was to lie. She was deeply afraid that if she was exposed,
The horse's foot would definitely fall into Feng Xue's hands. So he said in fear: "There is no such thing. I quite like He Youdong."
At certain moments, she really thought: being with this person is actually not bad.
The sound of criticism in the bathroom disappeared instantly, and Feng Xue's last words were caught in the sound of running water, quiet and powerful: "Qiuqiu, no matter what your plans are, remember not to hurt He Youdong. It's not easy for him.
"
Across the door, Du Siqiu angrily denounced her warning. No one in this world can be easier than anyone else! The fact that Feng Xuexin preferred He Youdong made her so sad.
When Du Siqiu went to work the next day, her colleagues in the office looked at her strangely. Xiao Song was no exception. She used a complicated expression to hint to her: proceed with caution and be careful when stepping on landmines.
Being watched closely, although she didn't know what mistake she had made, she couldn't help but feel guilty. What's going on? She was going to ask Xiao Song about the inside story, but after a long time, she still knew nothing. Xiao Song
He didn't dare to contact her openly and avoided her many times.
Du Siqiu was so depressed that she was so anxious that she made typos again and again. After get off work, after all her colleagues had left, Xiao Song sneakily came over and told her about the accident that happened last night.
It stands to reason that there are more than a dozen colleagues in the magazine, so it doesn't matter if she is missing one person. The new president aims to establish friendship with everyone. He is very relaxed throughout the process. He drinks quietly most of the time and does not say anything related to official business.
Not deliberately keeping an eye on his subordinates. Xiao Song was really relieved for Du Siqiu, thinking that Xiao Du, that fool, was really lucky. Seeing that the new president was silent, Xue Yan was worried that his subordinates were stealing his limelight.
After making him unhappy, he tried his best to invite him to sing. The new president smiled slightly and did not refuse. He stood up and ordered a Japanese version of "Dear Friend".
He held the microphone and said, "Does anyone want to sing a duet with me?"
One of the male colleagues rushed to raise his hand, as excited as if he was the one who was going to sing the chorus: "Yes, yes, our Xiao Du is very good at Japanese. Hey, where is Xiao Du?"
"Yes, where is she!" Editor-in-chief Xue Yan also looked around for her.
Xiao Song had to lie for her: "Well... Xiao Du is not feeling well and can't come."
The new president didn't say anything, so he had to sing a song by himself. Xue Yan's face didn't look good. Except for the new president, everyone else here knew that Du Siqiu had to pay the internship no matter what the reason was for breaking the appointment.
The price of points deduction.
Xue Yan would never allow her subordinates to kill before her eyes.
The cause of the matter is laid out before our eyes: Du Siqiu, a little intern, has offended both the editor-in-chief and the president.
Du Siqiu was confused. She didn't know that in a magical place like the workplace, learning to accept obediently was just the basics, and learning to refuse skillfully was a required course.
Yesterday, she was still dreaming of working hard at Shen Ji Xu, waiting for promotion and salary increase. Now the situation has changed so fast that she dare not expect anything. The cloudy day is the last day of the internship period, and she will probably be kicked out.
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She cleared the table casually, picked up her backpack, and walked to the cafeteria. She thought, if it offends her, just offend her, and fill her stomach first.
She was sitting in the canteen in a daze, staring at a plate of steamed sea bass.
He Youdong called and said, "Du Siqiu, your notebook was left on my bed."
"Oh, what notebook?"
"It's the one that says...I'm going to Kyoto..." He said with a dry laugh, as if he was laughing at her naivety.
"Oh, I know, I know, I'll come and get it now." She quickly stopped him from talking. The words in the notebook, if they really couldn't be put on the table, were what she had written casually before: People should always find a clean place to provide food.
Soothe your confused soul - Kyoto is a good place. I want to go to Kyoto to get rid of the demons in my heart.
If she thought it made sense before, now that she understands it more deeply, she realizes that she can't take any action. She once firmly believed that the impact of changes in the external environment could protect the peace of the soul between the alternations of feelings. But the more violent things are,
The more difficult it is to last, this short-term impact cannot protect anything at all, unless the main body of the soul can find a breakthrough in the cage in this small impact.
She didn't know if she could find this breakthrough. Anyway, she longed to go to Kyoto.
She rushed to He Youdong's house as quickly as possible. He was a little surprised at her eagerness and said jokingly: "Du Siqiu, who do you think I am?"
"Um?"
"Come when you want and leave when you want."
Didn't he ask her to come? Just when she was about to retort, she remembered that she had left without saying goodbye this morning, and it would be unreasonable to say more, so she went straight to the point: "You know who you are! Where is my notebook?"
"In the bedroom."
She was not polite to him. She walked into the bedroom to get back the notebook and asked tentatively: "He Youdong, how many times have you peeked at this notebook?" She was really speechless towards him. He was a macho man, as if he had voyeurism.
, last time I peeked at her love letter, now I peek at her notebook.
"Not much." He said confidently and vaguely: "I'm not interested in your Kyoto or anything like that."
Du Siqiu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she wasn't interested. She really didn't want to make the contents of this notebook public. The Du Siqiu described in it, the cowardly and ugly character, had always been the truest version of herself that she dared not face. She
I don't want to admit it myself, let alone let others know.
He Youdong didn't pay much attention to her notebook and recounted what happened last night calmly: "Du Siqiu, you were sleepwalking last night."
"Ah...oh!" She widened her eyes and said, "You saw it too."
"Well, it seems you know it yourself."
"Of course I know. Others told me."
"What did your family say?"
"Well, my family told me the first time. The second time was when I was in my first year of high school. Not long after I moved into the dormitory, Feng Xue told me. That day she stayed up late watching "Tomb Raiders" until twelve
At that time, I secretly went to the stairs to fetch bath water without telling the dormitory aunt, but I bumped into me sleepwalking in the corridor. According to Feng Xue’s description, I was disheveled, wearing a set of white pajamas, hugging the pillar and moaning.
She screamed weirdly. She was frightened by me and thought she really bumped into a female ghost. That's how we met. Because of this weird habit, I didn't live in the school dormitory in high school or college."
"What a weird cry? But you kept calling me mom last night."
"Huh?" She looked at him in disbelief, her eyes widening.
"I said you were sleepwalking last night and kept calling your mother repeatedly. Has no one told you about this?"
"Ah... no, no one has ever mentioned it." However, her surprised and weird expression told others: No one really said this, and I didn't lie. I just don't like it to be guessed by others.
Feelings of worry.
He Youdong was very concerned about her sleepwalking: "Have you never seen a doctor?"
"Yes, I have been to several doctors, but to no avail. One of them said that I have a mental illness and that I have to take care of myself. It's so funny." She didn't believe this, or it could be understood that she didn't believe that she had any mental problems at all.
"Have you ever sleepwalked out alone in the middle of the night?"
"The only time I sleepwalked out in the middle of the night was when I was met by Feng Xue. In fact, this is not a big problem. As long as you can place something similar to a sandbag that can be held in the bedroom, you can prevent me from going out. Besides, I don't often
Like this...but what did I do last night? There were no sandbags or pillars, so I didn’t run out!"
He Youdong looked at her and said seriously: "Why not? I am just that sandbag." This chapter has been completed!