Chapter 15 Unspoken rules of dog blood

At this moment, the old man who caused me is chatting with several other old men basking in the sun. "Hey, Lao Wang (this is the very common name of the uncle), although that Mr. Song is usually pretty good, but why do you want us to spend so much money on such expensive wine?" "This is because your knowledge is short. Mr. Song is second. The most important thing is our man's face!" Uncle Wang clenched his fists: "Look at the young people nowadays, either their hair looks like a bird's nest or their hair covers half of their faces. Finally, there is Mr. Song who looks smooth, we have to protect it! Protect the last dignity of a man!"

An old man leaned on the recliner and shook his head and sighed: "The young people nowadays are indeed weak, and they are incomparable to us at that time." The few grandpas who omitted 3,000 words below think back to the heroic dialogues of those years... "Hey, old Wang? That little girl is the vixen you said who drained Mr. Song dry? Why don't I look like that?" (Thank God, someone finally saw my pure inner self.) "I also wondered if it doesn't look like...Old Wang, did you make a mistake?...Is there such an ugly vixen?" (Old eyes are dim, he must be old eyes!!)

Amidst the doubts from the crowd, the gossip spreader, Uncle Wang, blushed, but he refused to admit it: "What do you all know?! She is just a vixen who hasn't had time to get plastic surgery!" And the vixen they were talking about, I was standing silently facing the door panel pitifully. "Qin Qing!" This time the temperature of the voice was lower than before. I shuddered and lamented in my heart. This is a hospital, and this is a reunion of an old love. Why can Yu Jiaqi be so sad, but now it becomes a family for me. farce? Turning my head around, I explained: "General manager, I didn't send this to you. The old man at the gate of the community insisted on me bringing it here. At best, I'm just an accomplice. You have a clear mirror to enforce the law impartially, so don't act on your will."

He glared at me, although he was wearing a sick patient's striped shirt, his imposing manner was very frightening.I rushed over to pick up the lunch box with the meal, and smiled my face like a sunflower that only saw the sun: "Let's eat first, it will be cold later." Then I pretended not to see his murderous sight, and I took it seriously. Really pour the casserole tofu into the small lunch box on the table, and then serve it respectfully: "Please eat, general manager." He glared at me again before taking it and putting it on the small table.I breathed a sigh of relief and raised my hand to wipe the sweat from my forehead.The moonlight beauty chuckled: "Third brother, I didn't expect you to have this side."

It seems that a thorn pierced through the memory instantly, bringing up a layer of red mist. I can't remember that date better because it was my birthday.After celebrating with Su Yawen for a day, I continued to celebrate at the old place. While eating in full swing, his cell phone suddenly started ringing, a ringtone I had never heard before.I have raided his cell phone countless times. In order to show my status as the hostess, all the incoming calls in it are the standard Nokia system ringtones, only my incoming calls are set to be so sweet that people have to love them. My heart skipped a beat, I looked up at him, and he also looked at me.Through the mist rising from the hot pot, his eyes seemed to be covered with smoke, and he said, "I'll go out and answer the phone."

He always talks on the phone in front of me, I frowned: "Can't you talk here?" He looked at me and was silent for a while, but the phone in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, and finally he said: "I can't." And I, looking at his back as he pushed the door out, can still chew a mouthful of enoki mushrooms with relish. I was really stupid back then, really stupid, really stupid.So when he came back and told me that he had something to go out for a while, I just acted like a baby to express my displeasure, and then let him go without suspicion. To love someone is to trust them, which turned out to be pure fucking fart.The person I trusted disappeared for two weeks. When he saw me again, he said to me apologetically, "Qin Qing, you are fine. I really like you, but I love her for ten years. year."

What a vulgar pure love, she is his childhood sweetheart, but in her heart her bamboo horse is another person.She loved that bamboo horse for ten years, and he waited for his childhood plum for ten years.Poor little Qingmei chased her to the United States, but unfortunately she was still treated like a younger sister. The loneliness in a foreign land and the lack of comfort from love made her finally look back and see the person who had been silently behind her all this time, my boyfriend. So, because of a phone call, the infatuated little bamboo horse ran all the way to the west coast of the ocean, and after ten years of gentle company with the infatuated, he finally found his love.

Tsk tsk, how pure, beautiful and infatuated, it would not be an exaggeration to make it into a TV series, I guess I would still be moved while hugging my pillow and crying: "What a crystal love, what an infatuated man, what a lucky female pig." It's a pity that I played the indispensable second female lead in this play. Without me, how can I bring out the loyalty of male pigs to female pigs?Didn't it bring out the male pig's unwavering determination in the face of temptation?Didn't it bring out how irreplaceable the female pig is in the male pig's heart? My existence is to reflect the beauty of their love, and my infatuation is to contrast their single-mindedness.Others looked at Liu Liyi's pure and beautiful love, and they would never think of the love of a supporting role in it.

But what I didn't expect was that Song Ziyan was another cannon fodder in this play. Su Yawen said to me apologetically that day: "If the third brother accepts her, I want to have a good relationship with you, so I will keep walking like this." Song Ziyan is this third brother... I suddenly felt it was funny, now that the four people in this room take a picture, it is a still photo of an idol drama, three handsome men and beautiful women and me, the evil female supporting role. Life turned out to be the most bloody screenwriter. Song Paohui asked at this moment: "How long do you plan to stay here?"

Su Nanzhu replied: "Xiaofei wants to visit Yunnan, we will leave tomorrow." Song Paohui was dumbfounded: "So fast?" Su Nanzhu smiled: "I have to go back to the United States to take the exam next month, so I'm a bit rushed." The female pig said shyly, "Third brother, you were sick, we should have stayed longer..." "It's fine." Song Cannon Fodder said generously, "Isn't there someone beside me?" The female pig stared at me, with a soft and ambiguous smile, and a little bit of sadness.And the male pig's eyes slid past me flatly, as if looking at a lime statue.

I too am indeed a statue of lime. In this case, it's better to pretend that you don't know anyone. I'm not a good actor, so I can only act as a human background here. I don't talk, talk to people, or look at people. I just peeled the orange in silence, and then my index finger came out The orange petals are silently inserted in and pulled out, inserted in and pulled out... It can be seen that they really grew up together since they were young, so they have a deep understanding of words and eyes.While the three of them were chatting and laughing happily, I continued to thrust and thrust, ravaging absent-mindedly, but one hand suddenly snatched the little chrysanthemum petal away from me.I watched Song Ziyan put it into my mouth with two fingers, and I couldn't help being stunned.He turned around and said, "Continue." After I got the order, I tore off the bright yellow coat of the little chrysanthemum petals one by one, offering Song Ziyan's thirsty desire. Then I took a moment to ask him for leave: "General manager, our school play needs to be rehearsed, can I go back first?" He asked, "The one from Huang Shiren?" I nod. He thought for a while and said, "Just don't delay tomorrow." I thought about it carefully, and probably guessed that what he meant was that I had to come to cook rice tomorrow, so I said, "I'll come early tomorrow." He was a little satisfied: "Go." I picked up my bag and went out. When I passed the pair of protagonists with my head down, the goddess of moonlight said to me softly, "Let Yawen see you off." I looked up and saw Su Yawen was also looking at me, with the bright black eyes still in memory, he smiled at me: "Let's go." He walked to the door first. We walked in silence until we reached the elevator, and he pressed the floor. There were only the two of us in the narrow space, and I almost held my breath, feeling that even the sound of breathing was embarrassing. He leaned against the elevator wall and asked, "Why are you doing this now?" I pretended to be relaxed: "You've seen it all, it's just to curry favor with the boss and strive to make progress." His eyes drooped, and after a while, he said, "Third brother is actually quite a nice person..." I looked up at the top of the elevator: "Ah, yes." Silence again, I feel that I have always been a person who goes with the flow. When I go home during the Spring Festival, I can enjoy myself when I am squeezed into the sweaty train compartment and cannot move. But this elevator can easily accommodate 13 people. Just having him makes me feel cramped and I can't breathe. All of this turned out to be just idealism. Fortunately, it was lunch break, and there were very few people taking the elevator. We arrived at the first floor without stopping along the way, and we walked out, and he said, "I'll drive you back." I quickly said, "I can just go back by myself, why bother you?" My expression is very sincere, my tone is very polite, and my attitude is very alienated.After I finished speaking, even I was stunned, and he was also there. The atmosphere started to get weird again. "Qin Qing?" At this moment, someone called me. I turned my head and saw Huang Mao standing on the other side of the corridor calling me tentatively. I took this opportunity and hurriedly said to Su Yawen: "Look, my friend has come to pick me up, so I'll go back first." Huangmao rushed over, then wrapped his arms around his neck, and dragged him out without giving him a chance to speak. He was passively and dazedly dragged out of the door by me, and then he came to his senses, broke away from me and asked, "What are you doing?" I said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you so much, I want to hug you and take a few steps when I see you." He blushed for a long time before retreating, and said softly, "I just wanted to ask you, which ward is the general manager in?" "You don't need to know." I said. "why?" "Because you have a more honorable and arduous task now." Seeing his puzzled eyes, I said, "Take me to your house." "What are you doing?" "Watch ghost movies." So, the next moment, he threw his sick boss who was lying somewhere in the hospital out of the blue sky, and went to drive happily. Huang Mao did ample preparations for this time.We lay side by side on the bed, everyone had a bunch of snacks and drinks at hand, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the ghost movies were arranged in horror order from one to seven. He also prepared a big soft pillow, ready to I was too scared to bury my head in it... The first movie is Master Xing's Return of the Soul Night, a nonsensical ghost movie, a person's head is hugged and kicked by everyone, I watched and laughed, but Huang Mao still held my hand tightly in fear , maybe it was too funny, so tears came out of the corners of his eyes.Then I couldn't bear it anymore, my face that was laughing suddenly became tangled up, so many grievances, so many tears, I couldn't bear it all, I lay on the bed, wailing at a ghost movie cry. Huang Mao was frightened this time, frightened by me, and looked at me like a ghost crying and howling like a wolf: "What's wrong with you?" I cried and said, "I'm scared, can't I cry because I'm so scared?!" He frantically took the pillow towel and wiped my face. His clumsy hands made my face burn and hurt, but his tone was very soft: "Why are you so stupid? Everything on TV is fake. , what is there to be afraid of?" I ignored him, just cried, and cried out all the liquid that had flowed silently in my heart in the past two years, until the end of crying, the whole person could not help hiccupping, crying for a while and hiccuping for a while I hit one, and I counted intently, a total of fifty-two hits, and I waited for a long time with concentration, but the fifty-third did not arrive as expected. Fifty-two, fifty-two, I expel my last sadness with these fifty-two breaths! After drying my eyes, I turned my head and looked at my yellow hair in a daze. I seemed to be indifferent and said: "Eh? Why do you let me accompany you when your house is so lively?" His face turned pale: "What do you mean?" I pointed to his back: "Isn't there an old man standing behind you?" He threw himself into my arms with an earth-shattering and tearing "嗤". Even though my chest was not big, I was hurt by the bump, which shows how terrified he was just now. I gently stroked his former yellow hair: "Didn't you say that? The TV shows are all fake, what's there to be afraid of?" He was still trembling and buried in my arms. Three minutes later, I kicked him down again, and snorted out of his nostrils: "You want to take this opportunity to eat my tofu?!" Looking at the yellow hair lying on the ground, grinning and rubbing his head, I knew that the lively me was back! ! I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have come here from the beginning, if I didn't come here, I wouldn't meet Huang Mao, if I didn't meet him, I wouldn't tease him, if I didn't tease him, he wouldn't He will be frightened, he will not become so nervous if he is not frightened! What a neurotic! No matter what he does, I am within two meters of him, within reach of his hand.I couldn't even wait outside the door for him to go to the toilet, so this situation happened now. I made a wall-facing position in the bathroom, listened to him venting water, then washed his hands with water, and finally could hear him taking the towel and making cloth. soft voice. It's okay for the young one, if he wants to go to the big one after a while, doesn't the old lady still have to be influenced? Fortunately, this kid is probably also suffering from constipation, and I have never suffered from this kind of trouble... It's a pity that this child is like that dog skin plaster. I want to go back to school and he has to follow me step by step, so I simply stayed here first.The big soft bed was indeed more comfortable than the school's hardwood boards, but his hands were tightly clenched by the yellow fur sleeping on the ground, but it was still a good night's sleep. Because I had to deliver breakfast to Song Jingui, I got up very early the next day, and when I finished making the porridge, Huang Mao just finished washing and went to the kitchen.I smiled very kindly: "Come here, come here." He came over, and I took a mouthful of it with a spoon and said, "Come and taste the porridge I made." He took a sip, and I asked expectantly, "Is it good?" His eyes were so bright that they could be used as sunlight, his pretty face was slightly red: "It's delicious." I happily poured the porridge into the lunch box: "Then I can safely deliver it to the general manager." As soon as I turned around, I saw him standing there with a poopy face on his face, and I hit him on the head: "Hurry up and drive!" There were not many people in the hospital in the early morning, so I asked Huang Mao to park the car there and deliver the meals by myself. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a familiar figure in sportswear──Mouth teeth!Father! !Convulsive old man! ! ! I immediately got back into the car, turned my head and said to Huang Mao, "Drive the car in again." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard someone knocking on the window of the car. The convulsive old man squinted his eyes and looked at Huang Mao and me outside the car. At this time, I could only take a deep breath and get off the station to stand in front of him, smiling brightly like a spring flower: "Old man!" He squinted at me: "What are you doing here?" I raised the lunch box in my hand: "Meals to the general manager." Meals are here for your grandson, just think about this and don't get mad at me, okay? He looked at me vigilantly: "Do you want to poison our Dalang to death?" "Da Lang?" I was at a loss. He snorted coldly: "Pan Jinlian!" He glanced at me gloomily, then turned and left angrily. Chaoyang stretched his angry, convulsive figure very long... Song Ziyan's illness was just an accidental relapse, not serious, after two or three days of fluid infusion, it was almost the same.In the afternoon, he rejected the doctor's suggestion of staying in the hospital for observation, changed into casual clothes refreshed, and left the hospital in a dignified manner in the eyes of all the nurses with hearts bubbling. He is chic enough, with a well-tailored suit and an extraordinary elite temperament, and I am the woman behind the successful man, carrying his clothes and carrying his stack of documents.I didn't expect Song Jingui to have the habit of being courteous to ladies. I originally expected the old man to be sympathetic to me, but when he saw me, his nostrils turned upside down, completely ignoring my plight. After staggering, he finally arrived home. Before he could collapse on the sofa, Song Jingui twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "It's six o'clock." It was his meal time at 6:15 in the evening, and I damn well understood his succinct words, so I had to hurry to cook again.Turning my anger into strength, I chopped the cabbage loudly in the kitchen with a kitchen knife in my hand. Amidst the loud noise, the doorbell Hu Lingling screamed.The busier and the more chaotic, I strode angrily over with a kitchen knife in my hand and opened the door violently. The faces with flattering smiles outside the door froze. My face, twisted in anger inside the door, hardened. Song Ziyan came out of the bedroom at this time, ignoring our petrified expressions, and greeted casually: "Why are you here?" The heads outside the door first looked at him {this is indeed the general manager's house. }, then turned to look at me (why is she here?), then turned to look at him (could the company rumors be true?), and then turned to look at me (the taste of the general manager is... curious...). It was Manager Tian who reacted quickly, and said as he walked in, "I heard that the general manager has been discharged from the hospital. Let's take a look and report on the work of the past few days." A few other people also came in with strange expressions, and greeted me pleasantly, but they all didn't mention me at all, as if it was a ghost who just opened the door for them. I guess it's because my status is too embarrassing. Although it is said that there is a woman in the boss's family, they should be flattered, but that woman is like me, so they are stupid... Not knowing how to choose, they simply chose the safest option and turned a blind eye. I stood alone by the open door, blowing the cold wind in the corridor, and listening to the big guys chatting there, I suddenly felt that my little shrimp was a bit bleak, and as soon as I moved my feet, I wanted to sneak back to the place in despair. kitchen…… "Qin Qing." The biggest whale called me. The other squids also stopped talking and looked at me suspiciously. Whale frowned slightly: "There are guests at home, why don't you hurry up and cook to say hello." A few squids were stunned, and they all looked at me with a kind of surprised eyes that were clear but unbelievable. I also looked at him with unbelievable amazement, I moved all the way from the hospital, and now I have to cook a table of dishes, you can't do that if you catch a free laborer! ! ! ! Those who dare to be angry but dare not speak out are people like me. Although I am full of complaints, my actions are unambiguous. In nearly an hour, I made a total of twelve dishes from platters to hot dishes.I can only cook some Chinese dishes. I really didn’t have the strength to make the last staple food, so I cooked a pot of vermicelli and threw a few spinach leaves into it. After the last simple staple food was served, I had time to sit on a Chinese cabbage in the kitchen to rest my breath. The sound of them admiring each other and greeting each other at the wine table came from outside. I have to admit that Song Ziyan is a natural leader.He didn't talk much, even though their topic always fell on him in the end, he only took one or two sentences lightly, but it wouldn't dull the atmosphere.My dad always said that those who can be restrained at the wine table but can't be ignored by others are considered to be truly capable. This is the so-called wine table that knows people best, and another place to know people is the gambling table... In fact, not only today, but also in the company. Although some female employees are intermittently nympho, every employee is really convinced by him, and everyone has real materials. The only exception might be me. Looking at the neatly decorated ceiling in the kitchen, I sighed. How can there be such a big difference between people after the 1980s after the reform and opening up?Why do people have this ability when they are twenty-eight? I am already twenty-two and have nothing but a shaky job and a stomach full of weird ideas? According to Song Ziyan's monstrous and troublesome appearance, the Creator must have hidden him! Otherwise, don't be so eccentric! In this mind full of cranky thoughts about running the train, those big bosses had already left without food and drink, and I cleaned up the mess without any effort or complaint, put all the dishes into the sink, and squeezed into it There was a lot of dish soap, and the sink was full of bubbles. Just as I was about to start washing, a male voice by the door said, "Let me do it." Peerless?Could it be that Xiucai and your senior brother don't want you, and if you can't think about it, go perverted. I turned around and saw that it was Song Ziyan who was sending the boss back. What does the phrase "let him come" mean? Seeing that I was stupidly still, he came over and took off the rubber gloves on my hands, put them on his hands gracefully, bowed his head and said to me, "Take a break." I wiped my eyes and looked carefully, it was him. I wiped my eyes again and looked carefully, it was still him. There is a conspiracy!There must be a conspiracy!I smirked: "General manager, you..." Before he finished speaking, he frowned slightly: "Sit down!" I immediately sat on the Chinese cabbage just now. The lighting in the kitchen is very soft. Song Ziyan is wearing a red shirt. Few people can wear such a shirt so well. The sleeves are neatly folded at the elbows, and there are yellow rubber gloves underneath. He is serious. bows his head to wash the dishes in a sheet of suds. Look at his half-slung side face, look at his tall and straight figure, look at his ironed clothes, look at his hands in foam. I suddenly felt my heart beating faster, my cheeks were flushed, and my mouth was dry... I immediately understood his plot, he wanted to kill me instantly with this homey appearance! ! Sure enough, the next moment, he turned his head and looked at the corner of my mouth slightly raised: "What are you looking at me for?" Under the light, there seems to be a silhouette around him, and the rose red color makes his face look like a crown jade, it's too unbearable!I hurriedly took out the Jiuxin Pill from my pocket and poured two of them into my mouth. He had already turned his head, and his heartbeat was not so strong. But, why, there is a warm and warm feeling rippling in my heart? Taking too much medicine has side effects! ! When I went to work the next day, the atmosphere was very strange. Everyone had the same facial expressions, actions, and language, but it still gave you a strange feeling that they treated you well. I guess this is also a kind of big company culture. But there is one exception. I saw Huang Mao in the restaurant at noon, and I sat down to greet him, but he turned his head away from me for no reason. I turned over again, he turned around again, I turned around again, and he turned over again. So, I gave him a hand with my head, and he finally looked up at me with resentment on his face, but he still didn't speak. I was angry: "Who are you showing this face of complaining about your husband?" He looked at me for a while and said, "I heard that you and the general manager are getting married soon?" I was furious when I heard the words, and jumped up against the table: "Who cursed me?!" He stared at me and asked, "Not really?" I crossed my hands and my voice trembled: "No! Never! None! Neither! Impossible!!" He stared at my eyes carefully, probably seeing my utter panic, lowered his head and said, "But everyone in the company says so..." My face turned pale (Daughter, don’t use good idioms for yourself!! You will be despised and scolded for being possessed by God’s perspective lotus!!): "Rumors! Absolutely rumors! Always rumors! It can never be true rumor!" Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes lit up again, and he gave me the big chicken leg that was hot out of the oven on his plate: "It's their nonsense, saying that you can't learn anything because you follow the general manager's unspoken rules. s company." I was angry again: "Based on my conditions, do I need to use the unspoken rules?!" He was silent, and gave me a positive answer with his eyes... In fact, I am indeed following the unspoken rules, using my good performance to secure my job, unlike others selling flesh and blood, what I sell is priceless labor! ! (Priceless is worthless!) I think I have a tacit understanding with Song Ziyan now. This kind of tacit understanding is manifested in the fact that I know whether to serve him food or pour water with his eyes, and I know whether to give him a napkin or a spoon when he purses his lips. He frowned I knew right away whether he was bored or bored. In short, I have become a loyal servant who can observe my eyebrows and understand my mind, and Song Ziyan also shows signs of getting better and better the more I use it. Compared with my ever-increasing level of enslavement, my relationship with my colleagues in the company is slowly improving, and I have entered a false sweet period.As the company's biggest gossip heroine, I was escorted away by the general manager every day after get off work, and I held a small discussion about a type of press conference under the expectant eyes of enthusiastic and passionate colleagues. "Qin Qing, do you and the general manager engage in physical activity or spiritual communication every night?" "Physical strength, definitely physical strength!! Didn't you see that I have lost a lot of weight now?! It's all caused by physical activity!" I seized the opportunity to complain. Everyone suddenly said, "Can you describe it in detail?" "I do it, but he moves his mouth." I burst into tears, and he ate it. Everyone was in an uproar: "The general manager... only speaks?" "Yeah, that's why I'm so dissatisfied!" Everyone was stunned: "The general manager's taste is... so light?" "Speaking of this is annoying, I have a lot of tastes, but since I went to serve him, I haven't had a good day!" Eating light food with him every day, I can hatch birds' eggs in my mouth! ! Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, first in disbelief, then Qiqi looked at me with sympathy and mourning, and finally sighed: "It's true that no one is perfect." They all shook their heads like birds and beasts scattered. The rest were sitting in the middle, relying on gossip to build a good relationship with my colleagues, I was at a loss, why did they react like this? ? (N years after the press conference, every time during the New Year and festivals, the gifts given to Song Ziyan by the company's subordinates are without exception, all of which are the same as the guard's, and the gorgeous aphrodisiac wine is also!!) Sometimes I look sadly at the birds in the sky, they soar in the sky without leaving a trace, and the dense camphor trees, with lush and beautiful branches and leaves, they yearn for freedom, love freedom, and also get free. Thinking of this, I not only looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, my face was filled with inner flow. It took me four years to stay in school for probation, but I had already cooked the ingredients in two kitchens, but the next day I saw the gorgeous third kitchen. Time is the end of the mouth ah mouth ah mouth ah? ? ! ! Finally, during dinner that day, Song Ziyan said, "From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to come here." I let go of the hand holding the rice, the rice fell on the table and swirled non-stop, and a few white and crystal grains of rice sprayed out, just like my surging and fiery mood now!My voice couldn't help trembling, and I said, "Why... what...?" He looked at it and smiled slightly: "Why? Can't bear it?" After getting along for more than a month, I can already solemnly nod my head without pausing to think: "Reluctance, especially reluctance, I can't help but reluctance! I didn't know why I learned how to cook before, but after seeing you, the general manager, I knew, I am a post-80s who grew up eating junk food, and I have mastered this traditional skill just to feed your belly! Because of you, my life will not be ashamed of doing nothing, and I will not feel sad for being wasted , When I am very old, I will say to my grandson who is missing two front teeth, I will show my chrysanthemum smile, you know? Your grandma used to cook for her general manager!! If God gave me another chance to do it all over again, and I would say, let me cook for the general manager again, if God must add a time, I hope it will be—a lifetime!!” The saliva I said was dry, Song Ziyan kindly handed over a glass of water, Niu took a sip, and saw Song Ziyan's deformed face from the glass, this glass twisted people really badly, because I seemed to see him... very happy...smiling... I put down the glass and looked at him again, he still looked so deserted, it was really caused by the refraction of the light. He said: "Although you are so reluctant, there is no way to change the company's arrangements." I heard the melody sung by the turned serfs, and a bunch of yangko dancers danced around me. I was full of tears: "What is the company's arrangement?" "Isn't Friday next week?" he said. "Yeah." I nodded. "The company organizes a trip." I jumped up all of a sudden: "Really?" He glanced at me: "You really want to go?" Blocking my head, I asked very carefully, "How about you, general manager?" He asked, "Do you really want me to go?" I really want to travel, but if I have you with me, I would rather stay at home... Before I could speak, he had already said to himself: "Generally, I don't participate in this kind of activities." The music was louder, and the little people danced more happily.I sighed: "At first I wanted to enjoy the beauty of the mountains and rivers of the motherland while admiring the heroic appearance of the general manager. It seems that it is a rare way in the world to have both. Bear's paw and fish cannot be eaten together." "Sorry?" he asked. "Unforgettable regret, regret for thousands of years, regret for life." I said. He smiled, continued to eat, and stopped talking. Looking up at the sky, there is a clear sky, and looking at the ground, there is morning dew and dust. Just like my current mood. The company organized a vacation to Qingdao on May 1st. The route out of the city happened to pass in front of my school. I got up early and waited for the bus chartered by the company at the door. I smiled smugly, I smiled smugly~ the car arrived soon, and the door opened , I rushed up in three steps and two steps, and I happily greeted a few familiar colleagues while looking for a vacant seat. Bite!a bolt from the blue! Who is the well-dressed man sitting in the second row on the right by the window and looking at me with the corner of his mouth up, which made me stand up and sing the national anthem in an instant? ! She rubbed her eyes with trembling hands, then rubbed her eyes again, continued to rub her eyes, and rubbed her eyes desperately. ... After a while, I turned around with a petrified expressionless face, and walked towards the car door. Just three centimeters away from the car door, when the door closed with a sound, I immediately became a bird in the sky!My lips trembled, I couldn't believe my fate, I rushed over and grabbed the driver's uncle's arm desperately: "Stop the car, I forgot something!" The uncle said impatiently: "This is a one-way street, it takes half an hour to turn back!" Just what I want!I quickly said, "Why do you have the nerve to waste everyone's time waiting for me? Then just put me at the intersection ahead, and I won't go." Manager Tian glanced back, and then turned around and said kindly: "How can I do it? It's a rare holiday, so let's turn back. Anyway, the journey is still long, and it's not less than half an hour. Are you right, General Manager?" The last sentence was addressed to Song Ziyan, and I secretly rejoiced that my wife is definitely a patient and impatient person. Sure enough, he frowned slightly: "Trouble." I nodded quickly, and he continued, "I forgot to bring something and buy it over there." I held on to my last hope: "I didn't bring that much money..." "It doesn't matter." He said, "You can pay your salary in advance." =.= I sat down in the rearmost seat of the car, and my stinky poop face was reflected in the car window.Looking out of the car window, there is no cloud in the sky, and the ground is wet, just like my mood at this time. There were seventy or eighty seats in the car, and there were fifty or sixty people sitting there. There were no sanitary napkins or yellow hair, but only one person who looked gloomy from the back.Really should not come, should not come blindly!I was furious and self-pitying.Who said that he generally does not participate in such activities! !Why can't I catch up with these two ordinary situations! ! Could it be a character issue? ! When I was taking stock of my character, the gloomy person over there said something gloomy. "come over." What's strange is that he didn't even turn his head, and didn't name anyone, and everyone else looked at me in unison. I turned my face and looked out of the window seriously, I can't see anything, I can't see anything... "Come here." His tone was slightly lowered. The two feet seemed to automatically have the consciousness of slaves, and the toes turned outward unconsciously. I tried to control my feet and my heartbeat kept pounding. I continued to turn a deaf ear to it. There seemed to be a chuckle, and he said, "Very well." Oh hello, these two words drilled into my head like two sparks, I jumped up immediately, and rushed to him with lightning speed, with a bright smile that I had never had before: "General manager, you have something to do!" orders?" He looked at it for a while with no clear meaning, and then said, "Sit down." I looked at the vacant seat beside him, wanting to cry but without tears, sat down with Ai Ai Qiqi, fully interpreting the feeling of sitting on pins and needles.And those blind, ignorant and ignorant onlookers still looked at me with envy. I suddenly understood how much Grandpa Lu Xun felt for this nation! Song Ziyan suddenly turned sideways, put his hands on my shoulders, and I vaguely heard gasps behind me.Under the discerning eyes of the crowd, he adjusted my sitting posture and sat down a little lower, leaning his head on my shoulder and commanding: "Don't move around." Then...then...he closed his eyes and fell asleep... The eyes of the crowd turned from surprise to sympathy and condolences, and the star halo on my head faded instantly... It was already four hours after Song Ziyan woke up, and my poor shoulders were numb.The car turned around at a toll office, Manager Tian walked over with his stomach full and asked softly, "It's time to eat, do you want to wake up the general manager?" I whispered back, "Who's calling?" ...and then we were silent together. 沉默了一会儿后，他问：“你饿吗？” 我的肚子直接做了回答…… 他同情地看我：“我待会给你带点东西回来。” 看来这条乌贼天良还没丧尽良知还未泯灭完全，我不能点头，不能伸手，只能用汪汪泪眼表示感谢。 “不用了。”一贯清冷又带着刚睡醒惺忪的声音在我耳边响起，宋子言抬起身整了整稍稍有些皱的衣服：“我们一起下去。” 我们三个人一起到了用餐的地方，一路上我不停的揉着左肩，宋子言看了我好几眼，最后体贴的问：“是麻了吗？” 我控诉：“还酸了。” 他沉吟：“看来待会不能用了。” 我含泪，您总算有点良知。 他接着沉吟：“那就换右边好了。” =.= 这是什么逻辑口牙！ !我的精神和我的肩膀一起崩塌，摇摇欲坠的进了用餐处。我们一进去，本来吃的好好的同事都站了起来打招呼：“总经理！”他一脸泰然自若点了点头，脚步都不停，我一路无可奈何的跟着走。 到了桌子边坐下，田经理问：“这里都是自助餐，总经理要吃什么我去买。” 宋子言淡淡地说：“我吃什么她最清楚，就让她去吧。” 周围的人又用那种惊异的目光看着我，可怜我屁股还没坐热又得去当店小二。 到了点菜的地方，拿起盘子，才发现左手一拿重的东西就发颤，我只能可怜兮兮的右手拿盘子左手拿勺子，笨拙的往盘子里装菜。 正惨兮兮的劳动着，手里的盘子被人拿过去，一抬头，竟然是屈尊的宋子言大驾。 他一边给自己盛菜，还摆出一副不耐烦的这样子：“怎么这么慢？” 我这么慢还不是因为手刚刚被人睡麻了？ !我敢怒而不敢言，只能低头再抽出一张盘子继续笨拙的给自己盛。 他低斥：“回去坐着。” 我就动作慢了会儿，居然连饭都不让我吃了！ ! 我怒目而视，他扫了我一眼：“还不回去？” 我立即收起怒目，讪讪地往座位走…… 坐在座位上看到别人美滋滋地吃着，闻着空气中食物的味道，我的脸垮得跟国足球队似的。我满含热泪的看着已经买好了饭低头吃着的田经理：“等您吃完了，记得帮我带回去点。” 他奇怪地看我：“你现在不就在餐厅呢吗？” 我控诉：“总经理他……” “我怎么了？”阴恻恻的声音从头顶响起，宋子言端了两个盘子坐下。 我伤感＋１，为了一点破事儿，不让我吃饭，自己还吃二人份儿的！ 他慢条斯理的坐下来，把一盘子放到我的面前。 我伤感＋２，不让我吃就算了，还把食物放在我鼻子底下！ ! “动作快点。”他沉声说。 我眼睛一直盯着盘子吞咽口水，直到田经理在下面踩了我一脚，才猛然抬头，就看到宋子言不耐烦的看着我，又重复了一遍：“快点吃。” 我看了看眼前火红的食物江山，满是他敬谢不敏的红色辣椒，再看看他，有些不能置信：“这……这是给我的？” 他抿嘴不说话，表情开始阴沉。 怕他改变主意，我赶紧埋头吃，可是越吃越奇怪，我一贯挑食，这也是我不得不在家掌厨的原因之一，因为有过太挑食被我妈拿勺子追着砍的惨痛经历。可是这盘子里五六种菜色，居然全都是我本就不多能吃的入口的食材里最爱的那几这样…… 偷偷看了优雅安静用餐的宋子言一眼，上帝果然把他给潜了，所以运气能这么的好，连挑个菜都挑的这么正点…… 吃完了饭又上了鸟笼子，宋子言靠在我右肩头睡得很香。我算是明白了，他是坐不了车，除了自己开车一上车就是睡，车停了再自然醒。怪不得他“一般”不参加这种活动，那是因为他原来没有找到一个像我这么好使的人肉靠枕！ ! 幸好下午的人肉靠枕没当多长时间，三个小时后我们就下了车享受迎面吹拂的海风。青岛给人的第一印象就是干净，清新。虽然我们那里地上也干干净净的，可是空气里地面上到处都是土，一个人仰面睡一觉就自动被灰尘打了一层粉。可是青岛简直是一种一尘不染的旷净，呼吸好似都特别的顺畅。 虽然是旅游旺季，可是公司事先定好了酒店也不太拥挤。我不得不再次为自己进了这个公司感到庆幸，六十来个人，经理以上是单间，其他的小员工蚂蚁也都是标准的二人套间，好大的手笔。 可是……可是既然有这么大的手笔，为什么就单单少了我的房间？ ! 我难以置信的问前台：“是不是搞错了？” 前台服务员声音很好听：“绝对没有错，贵公司本来订了三十二个房间，刚刚那个人来取消了一个。” 我眼睛一眯朝她嘴里的那个人飘过去：“田经理，听说你刚刚取消了一个房间的预定？” 他点头：“怎么了？” “怎么了？！”我怒：“没我的房间！！” 他看了看那边站着的宋子言，语带暧昧：“你房间不是……” “胡闹！”宋子言锁眉打断他：“再去订一个。” 田经理脸上狐疑的表情只一闪，就又去了前台。不一会儿，他面带为难的回来：“现在是旅游旺季，已经没有空房间了。” 宋子言说：“那看看别的酒店。” 田经理又出去打了几个电话回来，脸上更为难了：“附近的饭店都被订完了，剩下的几个都离得太远。” 宋子言沉吟了会儿，说：“这这样，我和你一个，秦卿就住我的。” 估计是有些“好事”要泡汤，田经理肥肉丛生的脸都垮了下来：“总经理，这这样不好吧！” 我看到他一身的横肉，再看看宋子言细皮嫩肉的，一些ＧＶ的片段闪过脑海，我也失声说：“绝对不行！” 我和田经理异口同声的否定，宋子言疑惑的看着我：“嗯？” 虽然你心地不好，可是你皮相太优，让身为颜控的腐女油然而升一股保护欲，让你远离秃头肥肉猥亵大叔的魔爪，我说：“其实我好将就的，你们的房间里有沙发，我随便都能窝。” 他们两个人都看着我，田经理的眼中带着感激，宋子言微微一怔，之后眼中就升起了笑意。 在他们的期盼之下，我说：“我和田经理一个房间好了。” 此言一出，田经理的下巴掉了，宋子言的脸色黑了…… 像老鹰捉小鸡似的，我被宋子言拽到房间，看着他铁青的脸，我百思不得其解，并且再次验证了好人难为，我这么为他着想保护他，他还不领情。 把我的行李往沙发上一扔，他冷冷地说：“给我在这好好呆着。” 看着他脱了自己的外套挂起来，我战战兢兢：“总经理，男女授受不清，为了您的名节考虑，我还是到别的房间将就吧。” “男女授受不清？”他冷哼：“那田经理呢？” 田经理那种猥亵大叔在我眼里只能是布景，不算是男人，不过我嘴里还是很恭敬：“田经理是长辈又是上司，不算的。” “哦？”他挑眉：“他是长辈又是上司不算，我又是你老师又是你上司，为什么要算？” 因为你皮相好气质佳啊！ !我结结巴巴半天编不出来理由。 看到我支支吾吾的，他的怒气渐渐的消弭了，好像一阵春风吹过，他整个人莫名的舒展而高兴。春风得意的他过来摸了摸我头发，然后很轻很柔的说了一句：“笨蛋。” =.= 不高兴了用冰脸冷冻我，高兴了用言语侮辱我，这人太难伺候了！ 想到还要跟这么一个难伺候的人真正的朝夕相处五天，我就有气无力，加上坐了一天的车着实累，晚餐只简单的吃了几口就回去睡了。 趁着宋子言吃饭，我赶紧洗了个战斗澡，然后盖着小毯子在沙发上睡。幸好这饭店的沙发够大够暄软，也或许是太累了，我蜷在上面睡得也很香甜。 这一觉睡得死沉沉的，只做了两个梦，而且两个梦诡异般的相似。第一个是飞机把我载过来，第二个是飞机把我载回去。只是奇怪的是，虽然飞机很平稳，可是我却知道我坐的不是头等舱，而是坐在它的排气孔上……因为整个人被一层温热的气息笼罩。 醒来的时候想到做的梦，我唏嘘，居然做梦坐飞机都坐在排气孔上，可见我的日子有多么的水深火热…… 在我裹着毯子坐在那迷迷糊糊想梦的时候，宋子言从浴室里走了出来，看到他湿湿的头发加上刚刚睡醒前朦胧听到的水声，估计他是洗了澡。可是现在一出来就穿戴的很整齐，害我连欣赏的机会都没有！ 抱着遗憾的心情进了浴室洗漱，出来的时候就看到宋子言叫来了服务员在换枕套。按说这酒店每天都有专人来收拾，有必要这么赶，大清早的换东西咩？莫非有什么难言之隐？我贼眉鼠眼的瞄过去。 果然被我发现了？ !那洁白的枕套上横七竖八的有几道微黄微褐的道道。别人或许不知道，我简直是太清楚了！ !宋子言看到我看着枕套暧昧了然的目光，表情很不自然飞快的转开了视线。 我不禁捂嘴奸笑，哟，没想到啊，这只高高在上的金龟和我这平头小老百姓有一这样睡觉爱流口水的毛病，连画地图的形状都这么像！ !