Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Happy

The next day, I called that person with a hangover in my head, trying to make an appointment to pay back the money, but the phone of the other party was not in the service area. Can put it on hold. I sent my resume to MG. After all, I have been in the financial circle for more than five years. Although the nature of the company is completely different, I can guess what kind of person the other party needs based on the recruitment notice.Created a perfect resume that would not exceed the job requirements, nor would the job requirements exceed personal capabilities, and successfully got the interview.It was just an extremely ordinary position, and I still had to go through five hurdles. The competition was surprisingly fierce, and it took half a month before I got the position.

When I went to work on my first day, I woke up at 6 am after almost all night of insomnia.Take a shower, do your hair, pick out your clothes, and take photos again and again in front of the mirror, lest any details go wrong.It wasn't until I entered the office that I remembered to laugh at myself. Such a big company really treats itself like a green onion. Do you think I can see him if I want to?Sure enough, a week passed, and I counted the various times to get off work, but I didn't bump into him.If it wasn't for his figure in the whispers in the office, I would have doubted whether I was in the same company as him. It seems that it is not enough to be in the same company, and I have to find a way to be in the same department.While spending time in MG like years, comforting myself, there is no rush, no rush, spring will come after winter, we are all in the same company, can the time of a department be far behind?

Although there is no hope for close contact, under my search spirit of Shangbiluoxiahuangquan, I launched countless human flesh search engines, and finally "Baidu" released an MSN account he used after going abroad, and immediately added it, almost 24 hours a day screen, but his avatar is always gray, I began to wonder if this account can still be used? When I was free at work, I imagined countless ways we would meet: For example, a certain day, a certain lunchtime. The restaurant was crowded, and there was only a seat next to me. He and I sat together, and we could have at least half an hour of face-to-face conversation. During the conversation, he found that I was a person with inner beauty and noticed me.What a happy encounter!

Or, a certain day, a certain off-duty time. It's raining heavily, if he brings an umbrella, I don't bring an umbrella, if he doesn't bring an umbrella, I take an umbrella, all in all, all in all, I want to share an umbrella with him.It is always difficult to wait for a taxi on a rainy day, so we chatted together under an umbrella amidst the sound of "cracking" rain.What a romantic encounter! I worked overtime today, and when I left, I was the only one waiting for the elevator.My body is exhausted, but my mind is wild.I fantasize that maybe he is still working overtime, we can meet by chance in the elevator, although it is not raining, but the elevator can break down, it is better to be trapped in it all night, whatever should happen or should not happen can happen.My head is full of sweet dreams, and my eyes are shining with wow-kaka hearts happily.

The elevator door opened, and the moment I met the eyes of the people in the elevator, I was stunned. I was so surprised that I forgot that I needed to enter the elevator, and just stared blankly at the other person. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and blocked the door. The elevator doors that were about to close opened again. "Why are you here?" I immediately asked, and felt that it was too impolite, so I quickly added, "I called you to pay back the money, but your mobile phone has been disconnected, saying that it is not in the service area." He didn't answer, but instead asked, "Why are you here?"

I said triumphantly, "I'm working here now." It wasn't until I realized that there was something wrong with my words, and I immediately asked with a guilty conscience, "Why are you here? Looking for friends? Come often? Come occasionally? Don't come usually?" Pan's answer is: "Never come." "I work here too." He gave a very simple answer, but I felt the whole elevator was spinning, and I was stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered that I still owed him money, and while paying him the money, I was thinking about it in my mind. "Well, well, I was lying to you when I told you that I worked at W, I didn't work there, my name wasn't Freya, my name was Armanda, how about you just pretend you didn't hear anything that day? I invited you to dinner ..."

The elevator stopped, as if someone had walked in.I didn't care about it. I was only thinking about how to seal this person's mouth. Otherwise, if the company hears about it, I will be fired immediately and branded as a "liar" from then on. I'm afraid the financial circle in Beijing won't use it. Mix it up again.At this time, I realized that tampering with resumes is not a simple matter, especially for large companies who fabricate false resumes, the consequences are even more terrifying. I held two hundred-yuan bills in my hand and handed them to him, and said in a panic: "I invite you to dinner, you can eat anything you want, shark's fin, bird's nest, abalone, you can just stew me, as long as you treat me do not know anything."

His hand reached out for my two hundred dollar bill, and I was about to let go when I saw his hand go straight past mine and join the other hand. A voice that was so familiar as to linger in dreams sounded: "Just came back?" "Plane in the afternoon." "Thanks for your hard work!" "Where, where." My mind went blank for a moment, what did I just say?What did you say?I squeezed the two hundred yuan blankly, staring at my fingertips, feeling my hands trembling, maybe my next move would be to strangle myself to death. While withdrawing his hand, he finally took the money from me by the way, but I was still staring at my fingers in a daze.

There was an eerie silence in the elevator.The person I was thinking of was standing beside me, and I didn't even have the courage to look up at him.All the romantic and non-romantic strike-ups, I completely forgot, all I know is that I was talking stupid again just now, and he happened to hear it. In this world, apart from elementary school classrooms, where do people with beautiful hearts come from to be the most beautiful people?Even in the bloodiest fairy tale Cinderella, Cinderella needs a pumpkin car, a princess dress, crystal shoes, and all the props to make the prince notice her. Try letting Cinderella wear her gray clothes, Take the dirty broom to see the prince and see if the prince will notice her.It can be seen that even in the fairy tale world, everyone knows how important external vanity is, but why have I always shown him my messy side since I was a child?

Countless times, I hoped that he would notice me and remember me, but at this moment, I began to pray that he didn't see me, ignored me at all, and had better lose his memory completely.God!Please give me a proper first encounter! "Ding"! At the end of the elevator, Song Yi was the first to get out of the elevator. I stepped out of the elevator subconsciously, followed his footsteps, walked out of the glass door, and was reflected by the street lights. I immediately woke up and stopped. Outside the building, the night was dark and the lights were on. It was a feast of feasting and luxury, but I could only watch his figure go away in the colorful neon lights.

Looking back, a certain person was about to disappear, and I immediately stepped on my high heels and chased after him: "Hey, hey! Stop, stop!" He seemed to be in a bad mood, his brows were knit together, and under the flickering lights of passing cars, he looked a little sharp.I was a little stunned, opened my mouth, and mustered up the courage to say: "Can you not..." He said impatiently: "I don't know you! You don't know me either! OK?" I nodded quickly: "OK! OK!" He stared at me without saying a word, I reacted, and immediately moved away from him in silence, and quickly drifted towards the subway station, when a vague voice came from behind: "After nine o'clock overtime, the taxi fee will be reimbursed." I was so enlightened, I turned around immediately, and said with a smile: "Thank you..." Seeing him staring at me, I immediately turned my head, with a straight face, and concentrated on looking for a taxi, I don't know, I don't know!We don't know each other! When I got home, Malatang's head was on, and I immediately complained. "I'm miserable! I was caught as a pigtail by a person in the company." "whats the matter?" I hesitated and couldn't tell, after all, it was her who came up with the idea of ​​changing my resume, and she was the one who found all the perjury. Her purpose was just to realize my wish, and I didn't want to use a consequence that might not happen at all to make her produce guilt. "It's not a big deal, it's nothing more than a mess in the office!" "Cut! You deserve it! Who told you to go to that crappy company." MG is a broken company?Malatang's selective blindness is indeed sturdy and invincible. "what are you doing?" "Listen to rock and roll." "Are you and your mother fighting again?" "..." "For a man again?" "..." "If it doesn't work, just promise her once. You won't die on a blind date. You are very tolerant to your friends. Why do you always refuse to give in to your own mother?" "My family's affairs, you don't talk! Have I ever asked you why you went to that crappy company to be a shrimp soldier and crab general? Have I ever asked the name of the person you have a crush on, what job you do, what he looks like, and whether he is 180cm tall ..." Under Malatang's machine gun, I completely surrendered: "Okay, okay, I was wrong!" My matter is not that I refuse to tell her, but that I dare not tell her. Her temper is unpredictable. If one day her small universe suddenly explodes, she rushes in front of Song Yi, slaps the table, grabs the other party's collar, and roars: "My little sister has taken a fancy to you, are you going to follow me or not? Say something!" Then I'll just buy a piece of tofu and kill you. well!Thinking of Song Yi, my mood started to get low again, why does my beautiful, intellectual, graceful and graceful side always fail to fall into his eyes? "I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep." Malatang was in a bad mood and didn't want to say much, so he just sent a picture wishing me a good dream. After taking a shower, I lay on the bed, still feeling uneasy, tossed and turned for a while, then turned on the computer again, instead of logging into QQ, I logged into MSN.Song Yi's profile picture turned out to be bright, and I stared at it for a long time before I dared to believe this fact.It's really bright, not my illusion! My heart beat faster, my hair became dizzy, my hands trembled, and I typed "Hello" tremblingly. I thought it was weird, deleted it, thought about it, typed "Hello" again, deleted it again, and finally sent a smiley face. Holding my breath and waiting, I didn't expect the other party to reply immediately: "Hello, I haven't logged in for a long time, and many people can't remember their real names just by looking at their account numbers. Excuse me, are you..." "what!" I jumped up from the chair, raised my hands, and ran around the room yelling, "I'm a pineapple, luoluoluo..." Before the sound of "Luo" was finished, I suddenly realized that this is not the time to be excited, and immediately sat back at the desk, took a deep breath, and typed with trembling hands. It took me a long time to finally type out a complete sentence: "I am also managed by Tsinghua University. I'm two years younger than you, and I know Yuan Datou's girlfriend, his current wife very well." In fact, she and I just lived on the first floor and knew each other. "?" I stared at the symbol of the smiling face and studied it for a while, but I couldn't see the meaning behind the symbol, but he shouldn't object to talking to me, right? I searched the information bank in my head, what topics would he be interested in?I have thought about countless topics, but I am afraid of the consequences if I say something wrong, so I hesitated back and forth, and before I knew it, I didn't speak for half an hour.The longer the silence, the more speechless I was, and I bumped my head against the monitor in pain, why?why am i so stupid Suddenly, "Didi" sounded a few times, and a question jumped onto the screen. "Are you familiar with Beijing? Do you know where the restaurants taste better?" Eating, drinking, and having fun are Malatang and I's specialties. I immediately introduced a bunch of delicious restaurants in one breath, and told him in detail which dishes are well cooked and when is the best time to go. "Thank you! Beijing has changed a lot in the past few years, and everything is still adapting." "You're welcome, I'm happy to serve you brother." I quickly took the opportunity to get closer. He responded me with a "?" again. For some reason, this smiley face symbol reminds me of his smile, bright and sunny, warm and positive.He would smile like this when he made a shot on the basketball court; he would smile like this when he greeted his friends; he would smile like this when he walked into the classroom;I couldn't tell what it was like, and after a while, I carefully asked, "Can I chat with you?" After sending it out, I quickly added a sentence, "I have a lot of financial questions I want to ask. "It's still inappropriate, and I added, "I know you are very busy, so it won't take up too much of your time." I just felt that my heart was so nervous that it was "thumping", and when I felt out of breath, his reply was: "Of course, but I don't dare to ask for advice, let's discuss with each other. Actually, I am not busy. Apart from work, The rest of the time is free." "How come? There should be many classmates and old friends in Beijing, right?" "Yes, but most of the classmates and friends who stayed in Beijing have already married and established businesses. They just got together when they came back. There are not many opportunities to meet each other. One buddy's daughter is already four years old." yes!He is two years older than me, and now I have gradually become a loner among my classmates, let alone him?The usual work is already busy, and those who have become families have to contribute their limited spare time to the family.In the college days, the days of endlessly eating and drinking will never reappear. Although they didn't say a word, the two of them seemed to be connected with each other. Through the screen, they were relative to each other. I sent a message to the sun, and he smiled back. I was trying my best to think about the topic, but I didn't expect him to write a long paragraph on his own initiative. "Going to that buddy's house, his daughter refused to eat, and his wife said a few words, lying on the ground rolling, he picked up his daughter, and reasoned with her with a straight face, with a serious look, looking like a human being. I remember when I was in college, I went to Kangxi Grassland with that guy. He recited the lines of Zhou Xingchi's "A Chinese Journey to the West" crazily. Our classmates kicked him to the ground, learning the ax in the movie to help my brother and jump for him. Huo, we kicked on it, and he screamed on the ground very cooperatively. It’s a pity that he was a poor student back then and didn’t have a digital camera, otherwise he could show his daughter to see it if he recorded it.” In front of the computer, I burst out laughing: "A Chinese Journey to the West" is a must-see film for us when we enter the school. It is designated as an educational film for freshmen. Regardless of gender, the lines come from the mouth. But I have never understood it. Whether the film is an educational film of Tsinghua University or an educational film of Peking University, Peking University has always said that they made it a must-see film first." "Of course it's from Tsinghua University! It started with us, and the people from Peking University followed us to learn." I was playing in front of the computer, and the version I heard was that Tsinghua followed Peking University. We juniors will not express our opinions on this historical case. The clock on the computer was close to twelve o'clock, and I tentatively asked, "Do you usually go to bed late? Is Wall Street really working at least fourteen hours a day as rumored?" "Almost, it's really tiring to be tired, but it's okay, sometimes, being tired will make you forget to think, and forgetting to think is a kind of happiness." "The domestic work is still as busy as before?" "In the current work, the labor intensity of the brain is reduced, but the labor intensity of the heart is increased." I stared at his reply for a long time, trying to understand the meaning behind each word, but the more I thought about it, the more confused I wanted to ask: "Where is your girlfriend? Isn't she also in the United States? Why are you single now? "But I dare not ask. Many years ago, the legendary combination of the golden boy and the jade girl made me wake up crying every night. Although I didn't have much hope before, from that moment on, I really realized that my years of chasing had turned into despair. During the time, I felt self-pity, self-harm, self-loathing and self-contempt.A swan is a swan, and an ugly duckling is an ugly duckling. If an ugly duckling turns into a swan, there is only one possibility—in the world of fairy tales.Wrong, it is impossible even in the fairy tale world!Because that ugly duckling is just a swan in the wrong team, and more often than not, we are all real ugly ducklings. The pain of losing love and my father’s serious illness in the hospital made me depressed for more than two years. Later, I met Malatang. She accompanied me to go crazy, make trouble with me, and shed tears with me during the darkest days of my life. As time goes by, I gradually become normal, everything seems to have left no trace, it seems that he passed away with my youthful and frivolous era, but the dream every night tells me the opposite fact. After a long time, I asked, "It's late, are you still awake?" He should be doing something, and he noticed my message after a while, and replied: "I'm used to going to bed late, anyway, I can't sleep in the morning." "what are you doing?" "Just look at the Wall Street Journal, why haven't you rested yet?" "I'm also used to going to bed late." While typing, I yawned, "By the way, this weekend, Tsinghua's Bicycle Association went to Xiangshan Botanical Garden by bicycle. There are students at school and many alumni who have already worked. Do you have Is it time?" "I don't have a bike at the moment." "I have a spare bike on hand." After thinking about it for a while, he replied, "I'm not sure now, but I'm very excited." "Yeah!" I clenched my fist hard and yelled at the computer, the drowsiness had long gone.It seems that his hobby of cycling is still the same.In the summer vacation of his junior year, he rode a bicycle from Beijing to Dunhuang alone. For this reason, I also went to Dunhuang alone in my junior year. "It's okay, I go online for a while almost every day, just tell me before Friday." "Thank you, I'm going offline, good night." "Good night." Waiting for his profile picture to turn gray, I turned off the computer, screamed and jumped to the bed, rolled up the quilt, and rolled around happily. I really haven’t been this happy in many years. Who said love is illusory?This kind of happiness is real, even a thousand dollars can hardly buy it! I was so excited that I couldn't sleep, so I had to harass Malatang. Malatang's voice was sleepy and full of tension: "What's wrong? Manman?" "I'm so happy, so happy, so happy!" Malatang was stunned for a while, then exclaimed in horror: "Crazy! You are a big crazy! What time is it? Are you going to work tomorrow? Is that iceberg giving you sweets?" I grinned sweetly and said nothing, Malatang sighed: "Madman! Female madman! A big female madman!" The words were like swearing, but the actual tone was half caring for me and half happy for me. She had fun with me for a while, and suddenly her tone became serious: "Manman, you like him so much, you will really be with him then, if he doesn't like me, will you just ignore me?" "He lives in my left atrium, and you live in my right atrium. Only when I'm with you all can I have a complete and happy heart." "Bah! I need to find a broom quickly and sweep the goose bumps on the floor." "Accompany me to buy a bicycle tomorrow night. I will ride to Xiangshan on the weekend." "Don't you have one?" "He didn't." Malatang's voice immediately rose an octave: "You stupid..." The voice paused for a moment, then dropped again, "Okay! I'll record all of these in the account first, and I'll do the calculation after autumn." I said goodbye to her with a smirk: "Go to bed, and continue to work for the capitalists tomorrow." She said softly, "Silly girl, have a good dream." "Honey, I will love you for ten thousand years, even if you become an old demon from Montenegro." Before she scolded me, I hung up the phone, got into bed, and closed my eyes happily. I bought the bicycle; but he failed to participate in the event. On Friday night, I waited in front of the computer until midnight before he went online. Seeing that I was still online, he was a little surprised and apologized to me, saying that he was in a hurry at work and couldn't go on the weekend.I said it's okay. The news that China's energy monopoly XX large state-owned enterprise is going to list overseas has gradually become more and more confirmed. This week, the company's top management has been meeting non-stop. Obviously, the company intends to win this super big customer in China. He asked me what I was doing, I dared not say that I had been waiting for him, and casually said that I was reading a novel. "What novel?" "Romance novel." He laughed: "Still believe in the story of Prince Charming?" I laughed too, and replied evasively: "It's always good to have dreams." He still seemed to be apologetic, and chatted with me very actively: "What kind of story?" I'm a bit silly, the screen shows Tianya's gossip posts, high house prices in Shanghai, house slave life after the 80s, and honeymoon trips in the Mediterranean. Hmm... what kind of romance story? "It's a story about a girl who has a crush on a boy." "Why didn't she tell him?" "She dare not." "Why not? She told the man, there are only two endings, the man accepts her, they are together, the man does not accept her, they are not together. She does not tell the man, the end is that they are not together, the conclusion is obviously She told him it was the right thing to do." I stared at his words in a daze. I had never thought about the problem from this angle. From the perspective of economics, this problem can be so simple, but can it really be as simple as choosing an investment plan? My long silence made him think of something else, and he said politely: "I won't disturb your novel." I replied immediately: "I'm not watching it right now. I was just thinking about what you said, and I found it quite interesting. I didn't think so when I was reading the novel, but I felt very sympathetic to the heroine. Are you going to rest?" "I thought too much today. I woke up in the morning and kept drinking coffee. My body was very tired, but my brain couldn't rest. I didn't want to see anything related to work. I wanted to watch TV for a while, but I couldn't watch it. Going on, it's either a martial arts drama in sackcloth, or a braided drama with half a head bald." I laughed at the computer: "Let me tell you a bedtime story!" "Okay! Is it a happy ending?" "I don't know, the author is still serializing. Now many people post stories on the Internet, which is a bit like the newspaper serialization in the past. The advantage is that the author can faithfully express what he wants to express without being reviewed by the editor. The disadvantage is that there is no editorial check. It’s a pit, there’s no end.” "Then you can only serialize?" "There's too much talking, and you don't have time to listen!" "Long story?" "A thousand and one nights." He laughed: "Don't be nervous, even if you don't speak well, I won't chop your head off." I smiled happily at the computer. If you were my king, I would rather risk my head being beheaded than be that Arab woman. I was joking with him, and you chatted with me sentence by sentence.I am extremely grateful to the person who invented the Internet, because of some invisible threads, in this late night, we alone can accompany each other. I know that he doesn’t know anything. I don’t know that when I played football, the football hit my temple; I didn’t know that I was not absent from every basketball game he played; I followed his footsteps and got admitted to Tsinghua University miraculously... But it doesn't matter, I thank God for giving me this opportunity to let him and me quietly start from the very beginning of the story again.The story of One Thousand and One Nights is very long, and I hope that when my story is finished, he and I can "live happily ever after" like a king and an Arab girl. Since that day, I have been watching MSN online every day, no matter when Song Yi is online, he can always see me. After all, we are a person who came out of high school and a university. We grew up in almost the same environment when we were teenagers.There are countless topics that we can talk about, and more importantly, in this world, except for his parents, I believe no one has paid attention to him longer than me. I know the books he likes to read, the sports he likes Activities, favorite foods, and even more knowledge of books he hates, sports activities he hates, and food he hates.I have been to the places he has been, read the books he has read, listened to the songs he has listened to, and done the things he has done. Many times he just started, and I can finish what he wants to say . We talked about childhood, teenagers, college, and now, about a book, a movie, and favorite music. Even he was surprised. He once said to me: " Why do I feel like you and I have known each other for many years, if it didn't happen to me, I wouldn't believe it." I smile at the computer screen, we have indeed known each other for many years. On a weekend night, we talked about Gu Long and Jin Yong from Li Bai and Du Fu, from romanticism to realistic feelings, and traveled through Chinese culture for thousands of years. I told him that I really want to hear the Kanto Han Gao shout "Da Jiangdong" Go," he laughed. We chatted so much that we forgot the time, and when we woke up, it was already past four o'clock in the morning. He was very horrified, and said with a smile: "Go to bed quickly, except for drinking with my buddies in college, I have never chatted with anyone for so long. I forgot the time." But I suddenly went crazy and asked him: "The sunrise is coming soon, can we watch the sunrise together? My balcony is facing east." He readily agreed, and also stood in front of the glass window facing east. The two of us were in different places, but we witnessed the moment when the sun illuminated the city at the same time, looking at the buildings dyed orange by the morning glow, overlooking Awakened by the rising sun along the long streets, my heart is full of hope.At that moment, I felt that I was very close to him, and I felt that the city was very beautiful. Gradually, we have a tacit understanding. Although there is no verbal agreement, we will chat a few words every night before going to bed.If you are busy, say good night to each other. When you are not busy, I will tell a short bedtime story of One Thousand and One Nights. I don’t know if he will find the story boring. In fact, many times, it is not a real story. Because there is no interaction with the male protagonist at all, just my actions and mood, the pursuit and pain in the secret love, there is really no ups and downs.However, anyway, he didn't stop listening, so I continued to talk sullenly.