She never thought that Yang Li would change his mind. Although she didn't know why he made such a decision, she was quite grateful to him. After all, he lived up to Chen Jun's expectations of her.
"Hehe, that's great." She said with a silly smile.
"Tell me, how did you convince him?"
"What a beauty trap, you can win with one move."
While they were joking, there was a knock on the door suddenly. It was Yang Li. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, half-smiling.
Du Siqiu was a little embarrassed. I wonder if he heard anything he shouldn't have heard. He could only pretend to be polite and asked: "Mr. Yang has been waiting outside for a long time."
"Not long after, I just overheard someone saying that I had fallen into a beauty trap."
Xue Yan pretended to be deaf and smiled: "Mr. Yang is really good at joking."
Du Siqiu put a cup of instant coffee in front of him and muttered with a smile: "No, my hearing is really good."
Xue Yan was startled by her disturbance and hurriedly chased her out: "Du Siqiu, if you have nothing to do, just go out and work."
While she agreed obediently, she turned her back to Xue Yan and made a face to Yang Li unceremoniously.
"No, I think she still has something to do here." Yang Li ignored her prank and said calmly: "Editor-in-Chief Xue, I hope Du Siqiu will be the editor-in-chief of this work of mine."
Du Siqiu froze in place and looked at him with wide eyes. Is this a good thing... No, thinking of his hateful face yesterday, she didn't dare to take his pettiness lightly.
But she didn't dare to contradict him in front of Xue Yan, so she could only use the most decent excuse to excuse him: "Mr. Yang, I am happy to help you. But there is no way, I am really too busy recently."
Yang Li said nothing. His eyebrows were raised arrogantly, which was clearly telling them: This is my position anyway, you can make up your own mind.
Just like a spoiled child.
Xue Yan immediately stood up and said, "Okay, let her do it."
Du Siqiu was not willing to give in easily. She shook her head and protested: "But my column is already too busy." She was unwilling to be asked by Xue Yan to do chores all the time.
"Don't worry, I will send more people to help you with the column."
Yang Li smiled with satisfaction.
Within a few minutes, the outcome was clear. She felt like a little fat sheep that had been forcibly sold.
Finally, Xue Yan also told her: "You send Mr. Yang off."
Du Siqiu secretly rolled her eyes. She was not only a little fat sheep, but also a part-time secretary and servant. She was silent all day long, and Xue Yan really regarded her as a sick cat.
After leaving the office, Yang Li, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and asked her seriously: "Are you so resistant to working with me?"
"No."
"Don't bother me, look at your own face, it's darker than the bottom of the pot."
It seemed that he really wanted to cooperate with her. She walked over and walked side by side with him: "Don't worry, I always distinguish between public and private matters."
"It's best that way."
She suddenly remembered the title of his book and asked curiously: "Why this name? Can C language really be used to write love letters?"
"Of course. Mathematical functions can be used, but why can't C language be used?"
"But you are majoring in Chinese and not programming."
He was still ahead: "There was a time when I decided to give up writing, so I taught myself programming, first in C language, then in Java and Android."
"Wow!" She praised sincerely: "You are indeed a great god."
"You seem to have had some contact with it?"
She pursed her lips in a self-deprecating tone: "Don't worry, a dabbler like me will always retreat when faced with difficulties and give up halfway."
She had learned C language by herself before, of course, it was all for the bright future of programming that was rumored. With a lucky mentality, she first applied for the Computer Level 2 C language exam, but failed twice. From then on, she became associated with programming languages.
Became a passerby.
"You may be more suitable for writing. You have a good insight into things." He said this mainly based on her understanding of the scanf function and the printf function.
"Thank you. I am indeed writing a serial. But why did you learn programming and then return to the literary world?"
"Like you, when I get halfway through, I realize that that's not the way I want to go, so I resolutely turn back."
"Wouldn't it be a pity that so much time was wasted?"
He shrugged: "I don't agree with your statement. The value of everything you have worked hard on cannot be escaped. For example, the novel I am writing now uses the C language I learned before."
She is also like this, while constantly making choices, while constantly giving up after trying hard. Yes, why are you discouraged? Sometimes, giving up is just to find a path that is more suitable for you.
"Ah, yes. But why did you decide to give up writing in the first place?"
"There are so many reasons." This time he refused to answer her question obediently: "Du Siqiu, you should know that I hate explaining my past to others. You asked too many questions today, so... we
Please contact me when you have time." After saying that, he turned around and entered the elevator. The delicate face gradually became smaller and even disappeared in the cracks of the elevator.
Du Siqiu stuck out his tongue unconsciously, wondering how this guy could turn his face faster than turning the page in a book.
She came back from the elevator, and when passing by the corridor, Feng Xue sent a text message: "Qiuqiu, He Youdong is discharged from the hospital today, come to Haixinwan to celebrate together."
She tilted her head and entered "Okay". After thinking about it, she deleted the two short words and re-entered a string of long words: "Here, hehe, I have to work overtime tonight, so I won't join in the fun.
You guys have fun."
"That's alright, go ahead and do your work." Feng Xue didn't say anything.
Regarding the matter of He Youdong, she and Feng Xue both knew it well. They didn't say it openly, but they had a tacit understanding in their actions.
But she actually wanted to see He Youdong. She wanted to see if he could move freely. She wanted to ask how Yang Xiaozhe, who was in the bed next to him, was doing and whether he was discharged from the hospital earlier than him. Suddenly, she had many questions to ask.
he.
But why can't we meet him like friends? He and she are just keeping their original promise and letting go when the time comes. This is the kind of relationship they have in the first place. Why does she have to make it so complicated?
On the morning of the weekend, He Youxi called her and asked her to go hiking in the south of the city. During these days when she and He Youdong "cut off contact", she and He Youxi still kept in touch.
She lay on the bed and said alertly: "Hey, are you causing trouble in school again? Can you ask me for help?"
"What? I've changed my ways a long time ago, okay! I said sister-in-law, it's such a nice day, you're probably just using it to sleep in."
"Okay, okay, I can go with you." She turned over lazily and asked, "I heard that your brother has been discharged from the hospital. Is everything going well?"
He Youxi replied with a smile: "Of course, everything is fine. Fortunately, his boss paid attention to him and went to work as usual when he returned. He went on a business trip today."
"That's great." She was also happy: "Then we'll see you later."
"Okay, see you later!"
In order not to keep He Youxi waiting too long, she moved even more quickly than usual on working days. She hurriedly brushed her teeth and washed her face, put on a white striped T-shirt inside, and a dark green sportswear outside. The whole look was done.
Reflected in the dressing mirror, except for a pair of bright black eyes and two plump lips, the rest of her face was dull.
Feng Xue was sitting at the dining table drinking milk. She ran over and grabbed a piece of bread with butter, chewing it as she prepared to go out.
"Why are you going in such a hurry?" Feng Xue asked.
"Go on a date." She winked and smiled mischievously.
"With whom, He Youdong?" Feng Xue's expression was a little confused.
"He Youdong is on a business trip. I'm going with his precious sister."
"Okay, go ahead, go ahead, a homebody like you will get moldy if you don't go out."
She came to the south of the city as agreed, but He Youxi was more procrastinating than she was, and no one was seen for most of the day.
Du Siqiu had no choice but to call her to urge her: "Hey, Miss, when will you arrive? I'm about to have a heat stroke."
“You’re kidding, what’s wrong with heatstroke in the middle of winter?”
"Don't change the subject, okay?"
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
She just hung up the phone when she saw He Youdong. The person she hadn't seen for a long time didn't look unfamiliar at all. She thought, except for He Youdong's face becoming a little thinner, the rest of him had not changed at all.
Two eyes, one nose and one mouth. She had never used such vague words to describe the appearance of another man.
But the most important problem now is that the person who came is not He Youxi, but him. She asked in surprise: "Why is it you, Youxi?"
He walked over step by step, the wound on his foot had healed, "She went to play with her friends."
"But we made an appointment to go hiking, and she also said that you were on a business trip...you, you two worked together to lie to me!" She suddenly realized that she seemed to have been tricked, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.
"If you don't do this, will you come out?" He put his hands in his trouser pockets and said with a leisurely look, "How about you be so disrespectful that you don't even come to see me when I'm discharged from the hospital?"
"Oh haha, what are you talking about? Of course...it will come out. What do you want now? Go hiking with me?"
"Of course, I said I would urge you to climb the mountain."
She remembered that time when she went to his house to meet Mother He. She almost died climbing up a mere three floors, and then he said that he would take her to mountain climbing more often in the future. Now, he still remembers his words.
"But...but I don't want to go now. I'm not in the mood." She thought that if she really went hiking with him, it would definitely be awkward to say something later.
"Are you sure you don't want to go?" He raised his eyebrows.
Du Siqiu nodded firmly: "Yes, I don't want to go."
"Okay, then come with me." After he said that, he pulled her into the car without any explanation. As soon as the door closed, the car sped away. This chapter has been completed!