The hospital was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant. Du Siqiu walked for an unknown amount of time before arriving at the door of He Youdong's ward.
The door was ajar, and she saw Feng Xue inside. The two of them were talking quietly, their voices were as loud as a regular conversation, and they vaguely mentioned something about "sincerity" and "delay". She didn't listen very carefully.
I was thinking of pushing the door open, but suddenly I heard Feng Xuelang say loudly: "Brother, do you really have her in your heart? Please tell me clearly today, so as not to delay others."
Du Siqiu heard this sentence clearly, and immediately understood that Feng Xue was helping her to question He Youdong. The air around her suddenly became suffocating. She held the door and looked at his expression intently, listening intently to his answer.
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There was no expression on his face, and he was more dull than before. He tried to open his mouth several times, but it seemed to be in vain. In the end, he just shook his head in confusion.
She was still holding the door with one hand, and the other fist that had been tightly clenched suddenly loosened her hand. She didn't know whether it was because she felt slumped or she breathed a sigh of relief. She was thinking, what if he didn't shake his head now, but nodded and said
Yes, how will she react? Will she be happy about it?
She stood quietly at the door for a while, without going in or making a sound, and then walked away inexplicably.
She walked along BJ Road alone several times from beginning to end, her heart gradually became brighter, and she didn't go home until it was really dark.
Feng Xue was cooking dinner in the kitchen. When he saw her coming into the room, he put the sumptuous meals on the table one by one and called her to come over for dinner.
The two of them ate together. Feng Xue thought for a moment and finally found an irrelevant topic to chat with her about. So-and-so in the company had just divorced his wife for ten days. Recently, he met a beautiful woman and planned to get a divorce at the end of the month.
I have a marriage certificate.
After Feng Xue finished speaking, she felt that this topic was inappropriate. The relationship between the two of them was in a mess. Why did they keep mentioning other people's happiness now?
But Du Siqiu couldn't help but laugh out loud. This Feng Xue was really worried about her until something happened. He even teased her blindly for a long time, but couldn't explain the reason.
Didn't she react the same way last time when Peng Tao sent a wedding invitation? Feng Xue could never hide things in her heart before. Why not tell her directly this time? Tell her: He Youdong doesn't have her in his heart at all, or does he?
Give up on him as soon as possible.
Why don't you tell her this... maybe you can't bear it!
Although the fact that He Youdong didn't like her didn't really affect her mood, it at least hurt her self-esteem a little. At any rate, she had also had thoughts about him. Who knows, she didn't even think about it.
.I don’t know if He’s mother secretly blamed her for not taking good care of her boyfriend. Anyway, she never went to the hospital again.
The next day she got up early and went to work refreshed. The first thing she did when she entered the office was to take a cup of water to the tea room to make scented tea. Before she even stepped into the tea room, she heard Xiao Song's voice first.
Inside, she was telling another female colleague about He's mother's fainting with added embarrassment. Her ferocious face and her rumor-mongering attitude made her really worried about whether she had ever offended Xiao Song.
The office has always been a good place for rumors. After Xiao Song spread rumors, Du Siqiu once again became the object of secret discussion among colleagues. There were all kinds of outrageous versions. The version in the tea room said that Du Siqiu broke up with her boyfriend because he was terminally ill.
, the man’s mother came to her door and begged her to change her mind. Not only did she refuse, but she also spoke rudely, making the old man so angry that he fainted on the spot.
Du Siqiu stood there with a glass of water in his hands, feeling chills running down his spine as he listened. Once again, he truly felt how fragile the friendship between people was. No matter how close two people were originally, there are always certain
An inexplicable fuse suddenly triggers a war that is about to start at an unprepared moment. But she still doesn't know what the fuse is that triggers the war between herself and Xiao Song.
These little episodes made her upset, and she frequently made typos. After a whole morning, her workload was less than half of her usual workload. Everyone else went downstairs to eat, but she was still immersed in her work.
"You are quite childlike."
At this moment, Chen Jun was leaning down to look at her Totoro computer desktop. When her head moved like this, his chin and her forehead collided hard. Both of them were in pain and could not speak for most of the day.
"Hey, you scared me to death!" she said with a frown.
"What are you thinking about? I've been standing behind you for a long time."
"No, I didn't think about anything." She said hesitantly.
"Still worried about those boring rumors?"
Even he knows about this! It can be seen that the office is really the worst place to hide gossip.
She shook her head: "No, I'm angry at the person who spread the rumors. I finally experienced the pain of interpersonal relationships in the workplace."
"If I worry about something like this, I'll be annoying you in the future."
"Otherwise, what should I do? I'm already too busy with work, and I still have to worry about these trivial matters."
"This is normal. Where there are people, there will always be selfish desires and intrigues."
"Isn't it very tiring to be a human being?"
"Just a little bit. Anyway, people always need some emotional intelligence to deal with these dark sides. In the future, you will gradually understand the benefits of high emotional intelligence."
She didn't quite understand what she heard, so she pretended to be gentle and said, "We don't understand the world of adults!"
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. It's enough if you know how to deal with it."
"Where will there be any friends at the end of the day? It's hard to find a true friend, isn't it?"
"One friend is very good, two friends is a little more, and three friends is too many. It's good to have one friend, a close friend, but you don't have to have too many. If you really don't have one..."
She grabbed his words and said: "If you really don't have it, you still have yourself. Treat yourself well and get along with yourself. You are also a friend."
This passage comes from Sanmao.
He smiled: "Have you also read Sanmao's books?"
"Haha, just a little bit."
"It's good for a girl to read San Mao... Well, it's getting late now. Let's go downstairs for dinner." He raised his watch and waved it in front of her eyes.
"Together?"
"OK."
Chen Jun had a good appetite. She had three dishes and one soup, but very little white rice, even less than Du Siqiu's. She ordered one meat and one vegetable, and she preferred beef, fish, frog and turtle. This kind of two dishes and one meal
This habit was formed during the hard times of high school, and I still can't change it now.
Chen Jun drank half the bowl of soup first, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you familiar with Taiwanese literature?"
"It's okay, what's wrong?"
"Well, our company recently wants to sign a new work by Yang Li, and I plan to leave this task to you."
"Yang Li?"
"He is a new Taiwanese writer. He is very popular in Taiwan. I have read some of his works and I am quite optimistic about his writing style."
"Then what kind of procedures does our company plan to take?"
"I heard that he is a bit arrogant and will not easily choose new collaborators. You'd better talk to him in person."
"Uh, well..." She hesitated, thinking that this was too unreliable. She had already become a full-time employee of Shenzhou, so why did Chen Jun and Xue Yan do some odd jobs for her? And the key is
What she wanted to say just now was that her so-called reading of Taiwanese literature was actually just a quick look at a few works by San Mao and Jiu Paidao, and she did not read them carefully. When the Taiwanese writer asked her what she wanted, she hesitated.
I can't answer it, it would be strange if I didn't embarrass myself on the spot.
"If you don't want to go, I'll leave the opportunity to others. You don't care about the bonus anyway, right?"
After his temptation, her resistance instantly dropped to zero, and she agreed bravely. Let her meet this arrogant Yang Li. In terms of arrogance, who can compare to her Du Siqiu? She is not afraid of him.
In fact, judging from the importance she attaches to Yang Li, if Chen Jun hadn't given her the opportunity, it wouldn't have been her turn to do this task as a newcomer. Whenever Chen Jun supported her intentionally or unintentionally at work,
, she would always attribute the credit to He Youdong. If it weren't for his face, "Shen Ji Xu" would have said goodbye to her a long time ago.
She was also happy to use He Youdong's face for convenience. Anyway, they made it clear at the beginning that the only purpose of this relationship was to each get what they needed and seek common interests.
Whenever this thought appeared in her mind, she would inevitably laugh at herself: Du Siqiu, where has your backbone gone? This chapter has been completed!