Chapter 34 chapter 2

All the way after graduating from university, my career path is not more difficult than others, and of course it is not smoother than others. Even so, all the bumps and bumps added up are enough to write a sad history of women's career path.When I made a mistake, I was scolded by my elder sister in public. From the beginning, I held back my tears, but then I became calm. I have long been used to taking care of everything independently. My head can only be carried by my shoulders.However, it turns out that the feeling of being taken care of is so... so heartwarming. When I was going out, my mother's phone came.

"...Mom, well, the flight tomorrow morning, the luggage has been packed." "...Don't bring me food, food is not allowed to be brought into the United States." I tucked my phone over my shoulder and pulled on my clothes as I talked, trying crookedly to tuck my arms into my coat.Song Yi took the overcoat, stood in front of me, and helped me get dressed. I obediently concentrated on the phone while getting dressed, and he instructed me to raise my hand as soon as I raised it, and change my arm as soon as I changed my arm. "...Well, there is a male colleague with me."

"...I don't care if he's single or not! What does it matter to me if he's single or not?" "...What? Mom, what are you talking about? I'm off to eat, so I won't talk to you anymore!" When my mother heard that a male colleague was traveling with me, she immediately asked me if he was married, and encouraged me to be good at seizing opportunities. Romance in foreign countries and on airplanes are high-risk places. Song Yi was so close to me, he must have heard it clearly, my face was flushed, he lowered his head and fastened the last button for me, and said without expression: "Okay, let's go."

He strode silently ahead, and I had to trot to keep up with him.In the cold night, everyone was rushing home, pedestrians and vehicles refused to give way to each other, and the streets were in chaos.He stopped suddenly, turned around and took my hand, and led me through the traffic. The uneasiness that had just arisen in my heart disappeared again, and I followed him with big strides with a smile on my face. After crossing the road, he wanted to let go, but I held it tightly and refused to let go.He stopped and looked at me; I half-raised my head and stared at him, still holding his hand.

Under the neon lights, his expression was indistinct, only a pair of obscure eyes were as deep as the sea, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see to the end.We are like people standing on both sides of the sea, seemingly separated by a natural moat.I can only hold his hand tightly, relying on the warmth of his palm, and tell myself that we are very close. He tried to pull out his hand several times, but I grabbed it with greater strength.Don't let go, never let go!If I let go, I'm afraid he will stand on the other side of the sky. There was an endless stream of people around us, and when they passed us, they all stared at me carefully when they saw our posture.I don't know how long I can persist with my stubbornness, I just bit my lips tightly, trying to keep my eyes from being filled with fog.

He seemed to hear a long sigh, his five fingers slowly closed, and finally he held my hand instead.I lowered my head, pretended to rub my eyes, and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes.He took my hand and walked into the restaurant.The waiter gave us a couple seat on his own initiative. I peeked at him, but he didn't show any displeasure. My heart calmed down, and I happily asked him to recommend something delicious in New York.He smiled and said, "Don't worry about that, what to do with the apples in your house is what you should worry about now." I counted for him with my fingers, "I've thought about it a long time ago, how many catties will my mother take, how many catties you will get, how many catties will be given to Malatang, how many catties will be given to the elder sister, how many catties will be given to the security guard downstairs at my house..."

He stuffed the juice into my hand, "Okay, okay, I get it." I took a sip of the juice, propped my chin, and looked at him with a smile.This time, instead of avoiding my gaze, he stared at me, filled with the same things in my eyes.My heart is finally settled - he likes me, I can't be mistaken. I wrinkled my nose, moved closer to him, and mysteriously motioned him to come closer, "I have something to ask you." Seeing that I spoke so politely, he must have thought it was related to work, so he immediately lowered his head and listened attentively. "I'm going to be in New York for over a month, will you miss me?"

He stayed for a while, and replied that he gave me a chestnut on the forehead. "I'm going to miss this." I rubbed my forehead and muttered in a low voice: "Thinking is to hit my forehead! My forehead is only mine, and that is thinking of me." He was dumbfounded, leaning on his forehead and sighing, "Is it true that I'm getting old? Girls nowadays are as full of 'confidence' as you?" One heart plus ninety-nine roses equals the full score of love... The ringtone of my mobile phone rang untimely, but fortunately, I just changed the ringtone today - Angela Chang's "It's No Reason to Like You".So, after I found the phone, I didn't even want to press the answer button immediately, but held it in my hand and listened to the singing for a while.Song Yi probably understood what I was thinking, and didn't say a word, but just stared at me tenderly, with touching pampering in his eyes.

One heart plus ninety-nine roses is equal to the full score of love and heart-pounding feeling. Touching is as changeable as comprehensive chocolate, but no matter how you choose, it is a happy taste.Love adds dreams, and the secret garden will emerge, waiting for us to explore together.It turns out that the sweetness of love is created in every moment, and the shelf life is forever.Falling in love with Ninetynine is a long-lasting romance. There is no reason to like you, and the good mood is endless.Fall in love with Ninetynine, sweetness in my heart for a long time, taste your gentle love, super perfect taste...

After the ringtone was played completely, I blushed and pressed the answer button, "Hello?" Because I was in a good mood, I could even say the word "Hello" tenderly.On the other side of the phone, it seemed that he couldn't get used to it. After a moment of silence, a voice came: "It's me, Lu Licheng." As if facing a formidable enemy, I immediately sat up straight and said politely: "Hello!" There was another moment of silence on the phone, "Do you have time tonight?" I glanced at Song Yi, "Sorry, no." "Have you had dinner yet?"

"eating." "one person?" "No, with friends." There was a long silence on the phone, I thought I was disconnected, "Hello? Hello?" "exist." "What's the matter?" "For some work matters, I thought that if you had time, you would come to the office. If that's the case, then forget it. When we arrive in New York, we will talk about it when we have a conference call." I scolded him insanely in my heart, I have to get on the plane tomorrow, and he actually planned to let me work tonight, not to mention that I have something to do, even if I have nothing to do, I will definitely find something for myself, but I still said politely: "Okay , Okay, thank you very much, I will contact you when I arrive in New York." Just about to hang up the phone, he asked again: "Do you have time after dinner?" I was almost pissed off.He is a workaholic, but it doesn't mean that I am also a workaholic. How can there be such a boss who doesn't know how to be considerate of his subordinates? "Sorry, no! My father and mother will come to see me tonight, and I will leave Beijing tomorrow." I deliberately emphasized the last sentence. He was silent and didn't speak, I called out twice: "Hello? Hello?" He said: "Then I won't disturb your meal, goodbye!" "goodbye!" The good habit cultivated by my elder sister, in order to show respect to my boss, I usually wait for my boss to hang up first, I don’t want to wait for a long time, but he still doesn’t hang up, I can still hear his breathing when I listen carefully, but I can’t Speaking, I can only say "goodbye" again, and hang up the phone first. I made a face at Song Yi, "I don't think I'm a promising person anymore. Unlike some colleagues, the mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day, and the boss is always there. Let's just say Peter, don't look at him usually Careless, but I heard that when he was under Lu Licheng before, Lu Licheng called him at three o'clock in the morning and asked him for data, and he reported it clearly immediately." Song Yi stared at me with a smile and didn't speak. After dinner, the two walked back to my house holding hands.When passing by a cloakroom, he dragged me in. I thought he was going to buy something, but unexpectedly he bought me a hat, a scarf, and a pair of gloves. "New York is close to the sea, the wind is stronger than Beijing, the humidity is heavy, and it often snows in winter, remember to wear thicker clothes." When I left the store, I was fully armed, with only two eyes exposed.But passers-by, even if they only saw my eyes, knew that the girl must be very happy. Song Yi sent me home, and helped me put my luggage at the door from the largest to the smallest. He carried his computer bag and a bag of apples, and was about to say goodbye, "You go to bed early, I have to go to work tomorrow, so I won't leave." I'll see you off, I'll let Peter pick you up and go to the airport together, just let him take your luggage." "You are suspected of acting for personal gain!" He smiled, "It's not 'suspect', but 'is'." I giggled happily, because he admitted that I was his "private". The two said goodbye at the door, I closed the door, just entered the room, and immediately rushed out the door.When I ran out of the elevator in a hurry, he was about to get into a taxi. "Song Yi, Song Yi..." He turned to look at me, and I ran quickly, threw myself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.His body was stiff, as if refusing, but also as if he was at a loss. I closed my eyes, tiptoed, and said in his ear: "You know what? I like, like, like you very much!" When I was seventeen, I wished I could tell him that I liked him very much.Finally, when I was twenty-seven years old, this wish came true.I sighed contentedly, let go of him, turned and ran home. "Su Man." He called after me. I stopped and looked at him with a smile, and he stared at me without moving.Suddenly, he strode towards me and pulled me into his arms, wrapping his arms around me tightly, as if he wanted to rub me into his chest.I closed my eyes and hugged him tightly.