Chapter 5 chapter Five

Rilang raised his head suddenly. My God, she thought, only one person would call her that. That is the dawn of Libra. "Is there any paper in there?" "I can see clearly, no more." "Get a new machine up and use it right away." Rilang stared at the half page: Wanxia, ​​don't come here without any problems. Their technological development has reached such an advanced point that Libra can smoothly transmit information to the earth. Humans probably need to work harder. Rilang sits in front of the desk in a daze, all because of war getting in the way, people fighting each other, countries fighting each other, wasting all their energy and time, and the Libra people take the lead.

How she wished she could send her a note: Chen Xi, my life is dull, but... The meeting that day was to discuss the struggle between departments. When it was Ri Lang's turn to speak, she said: "Being brave is like being cowardly. You can endure it for a while. The sea is open. Who knows how to fight? You just grab each other, grit your teeth, and roll on the ground. This is called bravery? Don't take advantage of the spectators. As far as they are concerned, whoever loses is equally happy. If they make a fool of themselves, the enemy will be quick, and the loved ones and the parties concerned will be covered in bruises, and it is difficult to recover. I am not afraid of trouble, I just hope to calm things down and take a long-term view. In a company My colleagues should be merciful and merciful, and do things well, and everyone will work hard to increase the turnover, wouldn't it be more beautiful."

In the past year, my colleagues have been exhausted from beating each other, and they have no fighting spirit to speak of. They are most afraid that their superiors will tell them to continue flirting. A little bit almost shed tears. The boss was also silent. After a while, some people were not reconciled: "But they have a trick with us. If we expose their dirty background, we can annex their department, and then the people will be stronger..." The boss shook his hand, "I can't swallow it. I'm afraid the boss will take the opportunity to reorganize all departments of the company and hire a new head to teach us a lesson."

Rilang sighed secretly. Another person said softly: "I'm afraid that we also have right and wrong in their hands." "Yes, if it's not good, tell us to wear hats and shoes." The boss said after a while: "Let's stop and see what they do next. If the other party is interested, then we will stop here; if they keep chasing us, then don't blame us for being ruthless." Everyone is sad. After fighting for so long, they can no longer do anything other than fight. Now that the fire is about to cease, many people don't know what to do. "How did the fight start?" Suddenly someone asked.

"Because of a fax machine." Finally, someone still remembered. Rilang wondered, "How about the fax machine?" "At that time, the small fax machine was just on the market, and it was extremely rare. It seemed that it would encourage inspiration. It was a status symbol. Several departments rushed to apply. As a result, we got it first, and people hated us to death." Ri Lang couldn't believe it, "No way?" "It's as simple as that. From now on, we won't stand or sit. What we do will be a thorn in the eyes of others. Whatever we say will break us."

There is such a thing! "Do you still remember the last time Managing Director Chen left the company in a fit of anger? They immediately thought that they had seized the pigtails and wrote big-character posters scolding us for not expressing our views, and they wanted to drag us out to fight." Ri Lang was confused, "He wants us to cheer?" "No, tell us to keep Mr. Chen, saying that Mr. Chen has been so kind to us, and if we sit back and watch him leave, we are like pigs and dogs." Rilang remembered that incident. Four years ago in June, there was a great commotion. Almost everyone in the company raised their armbands and shouted slogans.

Rilang remembered that she warned several children: "If that is your belief, just do it, and you will not hesitate to bear the consequences. If it is just for grandstanding, taking advantage of the crowd to avenge your personal revenge, then someone will definitely remember your personality problems afterwards. .” The company is in chaos, and some people want her to resign and pass away: "If you don't express your opinion at this time, what qualifications do you have?" Rilang didn't say a word, and didn't ask for leave. As a result, Chen Jun's vacancy was quickly filled by a royal relative surnamed Zhang.

What's terrible is that the colleagues in the same class who shouted to express their opinions immediately saw the wind and volunteered to sacrifice. Same class of clowns. Jiao Rilang really made a statement, she didn't even go to the yacht party organized by Zhang Mou. It's not that the salary is raised every year, and I have been promoted to two levels within four years. The identities of one or two who shouted hoarsely became doubtful, stuck in the narrow road, and became abandoned pawns. The meeting is finally over. Ri Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and she decided to go to Libra to have a drink immediately.

As soon as he went out the gate, he ran into the deputy director of the personnel department. He smiled and asked, "Has the war ceased?" When Rilang was in a daze, when was his work efficiency so high? She smiled, "The troublemakers are no longer standing. Although they are still yelling, it can be seen that their hearts are empty, their timidity is timid, and their steps are chaotic." "It's not like it used to be." "Well, ten or eight years ago, there was a guard of honor leading the way, and then there were many minions leading the way. It's terrible, sitting on a sedan chair with eight people, yelling, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish."

The supervisor was puzzled, "Ri Lang, how did you deal with this battle back then?" Ri Lang winked at him, "Me? I'll block the traffic with my arms." "How could that kind of person create such a great power for a while?" Ri Lang raised his head, "I don't know, maybe it's not difficult to deceive a small group of people for a while." The elevator door opened, and Rilang walked westward. Really, how did you cope back then? Face to face, Mei Lanfang pretends to be himself, and talks and laughs with Jiao Rilang as a secondary role. Rilang is silent, her work is her livelihood, she has to do it well, she has no spare time to care about the warmth and coldness of people.

Those days were not necessarily difficult, and now it is not considered smug, some people would only be happy if they saw others fall, but Jiao Rilang was already very happy that he could stand on his feet, and his mentality was different. Walking into the bar, the bartender Lao Zhuang came up and said, "Miss Jiao, I want to ask you to do me a favor again." Ri Lang waved his hands, "Don't scratch me." "Miss Jiao, do you see that person sitting over there?" Ri Lang didn't raise his head, "My eyesight has deteriorated." "He's been sitting there for a long time, drinking all the time. Hey, is there any suicidal tendency?" "Old Zhuang, there is something wrong with you." "Really, do I have something to do?" Lao Zhuang smiled, "But people are asking about you by name." "Who asked me?" Lao Zhuang pointed, "He." Rilang hastily turned his head to look. The man saw her too and stood up to greet her. Ri Lang was stunned, and raised his voice to ask, "Wen Yingjie?" "Yes, it's right here." "When did you come?" He smiled, "I just arrived this evening, Lixuan said you would be here." Ri Lang also laughed, "I really didn't expect to meet again so soon." "Yes," Wen Yingjie seemed to be a little emotional, "I want to see you again, how happy I am." "Is this a business or private matter?" Ri Lang asked casually. Wen Yingjie smiled, "Me? I made a special trip back to read the newspaper supplement." Fan Lixuan was right, her cousin was a bit interesting. In other words, he came back this time for no particular reason at all. This Wen Yingjie didn't look good, but with him, he was quite comfortable. "I invite you to dinner." "I can't ask for more." The two left Libra together, and Ri Lang heard the bartender Lao Zhuang talking loudly to himself: "Oops, my eyesight has deteriorated." This kind of person is really annoying. "Call out Lixuan, okay?" "She doesn't seem to be free tonight." Wen Yingjie smiled. Ah, that's it. "I have to go home and change." "I see you off." "That's good, it's still quiet, you can rest for a while." Rilang feels that Wen Yingjie and Wen Yingjie are old friends and talk about everything. Ri Lang sighed as if meeting a confidant, "In that kind of battle, even if you win, you seem to lose." "Oh, no, it's worse than losing." "Because you have to be downgraded first to win, even if you win, it will only prove that your style is lower than those people." Wen Yingjie kept laughing. The journey seems to be shortened, and I will arrive home soon. Looking up in the parking lot, Ri Lang was stunned, hey, the window in the living room of her apartment was lit. Who is that? She was calm and took out her mobile phone to notify the police. Wen Yingjie said, "Go up and have a look." "Danger." "Call the driver along." Rilang nodded. Wen Yingjie also admired Rilang's calmness, good friends, good partners, good partners, making a fuss when things happen, crying in the arms, that's really unbearable. When the group of three reached the sixth floor, they saw the door was ajar and only the aluminum gate was closed. The driver immediately said, "Miss Jiao, I'll call the police right away." Wen Yingjie had sharp eyes, "There is someone." Rilang also saw it and was astonished. Wen Yingjie asked, "Who is it?" "It's my mother." The driver retreated without a word. Rilang took out the key to open the door, but because there were outsiders, it was inconvenient to ask his mother where the key came from. Unexpectedly, her mother preemptively said, "I'm back, yo, I still have someone with me." Rilang was deeply saddened, here, she was busy insulting her again, and almost the whole society began to recognize the achievements of Jiao Rilang's hard work, but her mother was still in a hurry to step down on her. Wen Yingjie hastily called out: "Auntie." The aunt replied coldly: "I dare not be that." Ri Lang asked, "Do you need me?" "I have a party tonight, and I want to ask you for an excuse, but I can't find it anywhere." Rilang immediately took off the gold watch from his wrist and handed it to her. "thanks." She rolled up her handbag and left. Rilang recognized the leather bag, no wonder she couldn't find it all the time, it seemed that she had been equipped with a door key for more than a month or two, and because of the miscellaneous things missing for no reason, Rilang even used an excuse to replace the hourly maid. Ri Lang collected himself, "I told you a joke." Wen Yingjie replied softly, "I don't like to laugh very much." Rilang's nose is sour. When she is most unhappy, there is often a nameless smile on the corner of her mouth.Over the years, she has learned to pretend, because the world loves to laugh, and when seeing people frustrated, divorced, unemployed, or disappointed, often the first reaction is to laugh. Ri Lang sighed, "I'm sorry." Wen Yingjie asked gently: "What did you do wrong? Let me tell you, maybe I will forgive you." Rilang was still smiling, unknowingly, tears fell down, against her full smile, very helpless. She walked into the room with an excuse, intending to wipe her face, but there was an "ah", and she saw that the room was in a mess, someone was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, not knowing what they were looking for. Ri Lang sat on the edge of the bed, dejected. Her enemy turned out to be her mother. Wen Jun asked outside: "Ri Lang, are you hungry?" Ri Lang quickly closed the door and went out, "Can we make an appointment another day?" Wenjun smiled, "I'll call later." He is such a thoughtful and nice guy. As soon as the guests left, Ri Lang immediately asked someone to change the lock, but the locksmith hesitated, she smiled and said: "Master, I will pay double the price." The man immediately said, "I'll be there in twenty minutes." Then she started to pack the clothes. Rilang realized that the locked drawer had been pried open, and his heart skipped a beat. Fearing that the Libra timepiece would be damaged, he hurriedly checked it. Fortunately, it was only thrown in a corner because of its unattractive appearance. Rilang heaved a sigh of relief and didn't care about other things. The locksmith quickly completed the task. Rilang was too tired to lift his eyes. The phone rang, but Boss Rilang didn't want to listen. "The moon is full tonight." It was Wen Yingjie's voice. Ri Lang regarded him as an old friend, and complained: "Does it mean that you don't have to go to work tomorrow?" "No, it means that you can happily go to work tomorrow morning after admiring the moon like a silver plate." He smiled. "thanks for your encouragement." "I'll come and see you after get off work tomorrow." "It's a deal." The phone rang again, this time it was Cen Jieren, "Ri Lang, let's have dinner tomorrow, I have a friend who wants to see you." "Jie Ren," Ri Lang said very gently, "We have broken up and we are no longer dating." "Break up? Who said that?" "I said, it's okay, right?" "Separation requires the consent of both men and women." "Nonsense, divorce can be applied unilaterally." "We never quarreled, how did we break up?" "You forgot, we have quarreled many times over the major premise, and the difference in our values ​​is too great." "But we never fought." "Jieren, you and I are still people who have read books for several years." "What's the point of breaking up?" Cen Jieren's tone seemed genuinely reluctant. "Because there should be a positive and lively woman to match you." "I'll talk to you about it another day." "Jie Ren," she called out to him, "don't waste time." "Are you seeing someone else?" "Yes." Rilang had no choice but to evade him. "Oh," paused, "is he much better than me?" "Jieren, you are wonderful, but it's not suitable for me." "What about that person, can that person get along with you?" "I do not know yet." "That's so risky, after a while, you'll be old." Ri Lang couldn't help but laugh, "I don't believe that." "What a hero!" "Do you have someone suitable to introduce me to?" "Ri Lang, I will never let you go." Right, does Jiao Rilang have such an honor?I'm afraid that after three to five or seven weeks, Cen Jieren would have to look it up in a dictionary before he remembered who she was. Rilang puts down the phone to count the losses. A set of souvenir gold coins was missing, along with some pairs of shoes, a new petticoat, and some banknotes. What does mother want these for? She just hates her, she just wants her to be unhappy. She hated her for being younger than she was, capable, capable, and for not listening to her mother at all. Rilang asked himself: "Am I always wrong? Otherwise, why would my mother hate me so much?" She was so tired that she fell asleep. Early the next morning, she handed over the new key to the maid before she went to work. The affairs of the day kept her dizzy. She recalled that Lixuan told her to put a bottle of No. 2 brandy in the drawer, take it out and drink a couple of sips when you are really suffering, so that you can start all over again and last for another three or two hours. Rilang didn't dare to drink, for fear that his incoherent speech would become a joke during office hours. A few foreign colleagues have been away from home for decades. At the beginning, they were young and fell in love with this colorful oriental city where foreigners have privileges.Later, when I got old and tired, my pension was limited, I couldn’t go back, and I had no relatives or friends when I went back, so I felt a sense of homelessness, and used alcohol to relieve my worries, and drank earlier and earlier. Accelerated career life demise. Rilang was terrified when he saw it, it was a lesson learned from the past. Before sunset, Rilang never drinks. She just wanted to go home and get some sleep. Wen Yingjie was waiting for her in the elevator lobby. He was taken aback. "You look exhausted." "Oh, it's already a broken flower and a willow." Wen Yingjie laughed and said, "I thought modern women were all big trees." "Can we postpone our date to the weekend?" "No problem, I'll take you back to rest first?" Rilang just likes this kind of relationship without pressure, like her and Fan Lixuan, like brothers and sisters; but in this way, she lost the chance of falling in love again. Can it be pity. You can't have it both ways. In the car, Ri Lang rested his head on the cushion, listening to soft music, almost lost his mind. "Arrived." "Yingjie, thank you for your understanding." Wen Jun nodded, he smiled, she already called him Yingjie, and she made up for the failure of the date, this woman is still fair. "I'll get back to you later," he said. She patted the back of his hand. Rilang decided to sleep at least twelve hours for this sleep. But people are not as good as big ones, as is often the case in the world. As soon as she opened the door, she heard the fax machine in operation. She shouldn't have probed curiously, and after seeing it, she couldn't help but scream. I saw the words on the paper: "Sunxia, ​​don't you come here without any problems? Don't be in a hurry, I forgot to tell you clearly, then the plan can let you ride the past and the future, and you can control the red handle and the green handle; but , when the timepiece is operated, you will lose the precious time in front of you, the choice is up to you.” Ri Lang hurriedly read on. "I can make a simple contact with you, but you can't send the message to me, so you have to go back and forth, one-sided. I have never forgotten your enthusiasm. I have a request from you, and I want to entrust you to take care of me Alone, he—” The paper is cut at this point, and the message is interrupted. He, who is he? Rilang raised his head, it was like reading a mystery and suspense novel, when the author was trying to trick him at a critical moment, there was a "click", and it was to be broken down next time. Who is he? Rilang pondered over and over again, hey, in Chenxi's life, there was indeed a him, and she got to know him during the short three hundred days on earth.It seems that this passionate Libra woman has not forgotten her lover on earth. Ri Lang was deeply moved. Their natures are much better than hers. After Rilang broke up with the opposite sex, he didn't care about the life and death of the other party. The breakup was an agreement between the two parties. This kind of thing who is sorry for the other no longer exists today. Everyone strives to live a better life and not embarrass the person in front. It is a great kindness. . So Jiao Rilang has never been in love, because he is too stingy with feelings, everyone desires to be loved, and everyone does not want to love, how can he fall in love? There must be more to come. Libra has a long journey, and it is difficult to convey the message. I don't know when the next page will arrive. This time, Rilang's rest time has been delayed. She hurriedly took a hot shower and took out the timepiece from the drawer. This time she could not make a mistake, the red handle represented the past. She had to go back and find out what was the deep hatred between her mother and her, otherwise she would die in peace. As soon as he put it on and pressed the switch, Rilang heard the sound of the door being picked. Ri Lang couldn't take it anymore, went to open the door, and sure enough, her mother was standing outside the door, Ri Lang said, "So it's a thief!" Not to be outdone, her mother said, "Then you are a thief girl." Rilang forcefully dragged his mother into the room, "Come together, let's get to the bottom of it today." Seeing her gnashing of teeth with blue veins on her forehead, her mother couldn't help but feel a little scrupulous, "What do you want to do?" Rilang locked the door heavily, tightly grasped his mother's wrist, and sat down on the sofa. "What the hell are you doing, let me go, let me go." "Why did you sneak into my house, why do you keep harassing me?" "You are my daughter, yet you treat your mother as an outsider—" Suddenly, she yawned and her voice weakened. Rilang held his mother's hand tighter. It turned out that just holding each other's limbs is also effective. This time, he can travel with his mother in old times and old places. Rilang also gradually became tired and fell asleep. They cannot see themselves. If you can see it, you will find that the mother and daughter are leaning on the sofa at the same time, head to head, holding hands, their faces are peaceful, and their faces are so similar. People who don't know will think that they don't know how much they love each other. In the dream, Rilang walked towards that corridor again. It was pitch black all around, and Rilang could only hear her mother muttering and cursing behind her. Somehow, Ri Lang did not let go of her hand, as if she was afraid of losing her. She persuaded her mother: "Old lady, you are tired of scolding too, take a rest." "What is this place?" "You'll know in a while." Suddenly a bright light appeared in front of my eyes. Rilang instinctively stretched out his hand to block it. It took her a while to see where she was. It was a small room. A young woman was squatting on the ground to bathe a little girl. One could tell from a glance that the environment was not good. She probably lived in a rented place, so there was no private bathroom. I could only hear my mother exclaiming: "Oh." She recognized herself. Ri Lang almost yelled too, because she saw the young woman's eyes full of love, her gestures were so gentle, it was obvious that the child was as precious as jewels. That little girl of three or two years old must be Jiao Rilang. Round and flat face, thick hair, clucking, enjoying the joy of bathing, slapping the water with her little hands, the splashed water drops fell on her mother, she laughed "haha". Rilang stared blankly at herself, oh, right, this is the happiest day in her life, who said she has no old dreams worth revisiting? Jiao Rilang, you are old, your memory is bad, how can you say that you have not had a good life? My mother carefully carried her out, dried her gently, put her on little underwear, combed her hair, put her on the bed, bent down, wiped the floor dry, and took out the tub to pour water. This series of movements was extremely strenuous, but Rilang clearly saw the smile on his mother's face, and she didn't feel tired at all. Ri Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, is this her mother's true face? It cannot be said that she does not love her daughter. After a while, she came back. He hugged Rilang on his lap, took a small book, and began to tell stories. Little Rilang was very satisfied, he couldn't stop adding questions, and clapped his hands when he heard the highlights. However, she was tired and fell asleep on her mother's body. The little hands and feet are chubby, just like a doll. Rilang shed tears, hey, who failed who, who forced them to turn against each other? The mother still didn't let go of her daughter, hugged her in her arms, and said softly, "It doesn't matter, I will find a job, I will pay for living expenses, and our mother and daughter will survive..." The voice became weaker and weaker, obviously no confidence at all, It's heartbreaking to hear. Rilang shed tears. Life treats some people so favorably. It is commonplace to get something for nothing. It is normal to work less and get more. Otherwise, it is called suffering and complaining endlessly. Life tortured her mother. Rilang heard his mother ask, "What's going on? Why are we here? Is this a dream?" Rilang let out a breath. "Mom, we should go." "Where are you going?" "Go back to the real world." Rilang reluctantly looked at the mother and daughter again, they were in love, the young mother planned to raise her daughter alone, and the little girl relied on her trusting mother. It doesn't matter what happens in the future. Rilang and his mother walked out of that room. They both woke up at the same time. Rilang felt that her mother was pressing her arm, which was a little sore. It was just dawn, and I looked at the clock, it was a quarter past six. Her mother rubbed her eyes, "How could I fall asleep here?" Then, "Oops", "I had a terrible dream, dreaming that I was very young, only twenty-two years old, with no relatives, You're only a tiny bit older..." She covered her face with her hands, "Oh, how did you survive?!" Ri Lang replied softly, "It's like that day by day." Mother breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's all over." The tense atmosphere between mother and daughter suddenly disappeared. "That dream is so clear that it seems completely real." "I have only one question: where are all your relatives and friends? According to the law, you have parents, brothers and sisters, and my biological father also has parents, brothers and sisters. Why didn't you draw your sword to help?" Rilang's mother was startled, then suddenly laughed, tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she wiped them away with her fingers. "Oh," she said, "Who would waste time, energy, and love on me? You are still young, and you haven't seen my mother's disgusted look." "My grandma? Didn't you say, shake it, shake it to the grandma bridge?" "That bridge has long been broken." "You are so lonely." The mother stretched wearily, "Poverty is the most appropriate adjective. I am poor emotionally and materially." Ri Lang said, "No, no, you still have me." Her mother was stunned again, turned her head to look at her daughter, and said for a while, "You are also mean to me, maybe you should not be blamed, it is my fate." Rilang lowered his head. "Hey, that sleep is better than not sleeping, and I'm even more tired after waking up." "I'll walk you home." "No." Mother waved her hand. Rilang persisted. When they came to the street, they saw a faint whiteness in the sky, and the moon had not set yet. Could this be a ray of light for their mother-daughter relationship?Or, is it too late? Mother suddenly said: "Stop here, let's have a bowl of soy milk." Rilang parked the car indiscriminately, then squatted down with his mother on the side of the road to drink soybean milk. I've never had such a delicious drink before, I don't care about my unkempt face, let's enjoy it first. Her mother suddenly asked, "Is that your boyfriend who I met that day?" "There's not even a horoscope yet." "So, what about Cen Jieren?" "We've always been good friends."