chapter 43

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, it is commonly known as Po Wu Festival, worshiping the God of Wealth and sending off the poor. Every family cooked dumplings to prepare for a good luck.

Zheng Shuyi's family is no exception.

In the evening, Wang Meiru chopped dumpling stuffing in the kitchen.

The kitchen window was close to the window of Zheng Shuyi's room. She deliberately used a lot of force to make Zheng Shuyi hear her dissatisfaction.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wang Meiru held the handle of the knife and smashed it on the cutting board like a vent.

"I'm in my twenties, and I only know what's the difference between sleeping with a head covered and a pig. Those who are in the New Year will sleep when they come back. I think I will grow up in bed!"

"I don't know how to come out to help, I'm so lazy, I really don't know how she lived alone in Jiangcheng!"

Zheng Su rolled the dumpling skins and said with a smile: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, what are you doing with so much heart?"

"It's not the meat that fell from you, of course you don't worry about it." Wang Meiru snorted coldly, "Look at your daughter like this, she'd better have the blessing to be served by someone in the future, or she will starve to death sooner or later!"

After chanting a few words, she let go of the kitchen knife and angrily pushed away Zheng Shuyi's room.

"It's dinner! Do you want me to invite you!"

Zheng Shuyi got his head out of the bed and let out a dull "Oh".

After returning from the aquarium, she lied to her parents that she had lunch, then shut herself into the room and fell into a dim sleep.

As for why you are sleeping--

The words before Shi Yan hung up the phone, like a knife, directly exposed her last fluke.

The moment when all the strings in my head are broken, the breakdown is often only temporary.

But the remaining emotions spread quietly in a silent place.

Zheng Shuyi didn't know what was wrong with him.

She can clearly feel that she should be uncomfortable at the moment, the shame of being exposed to lies, and the self-blame of doing wrong things should all be there.

But there was no outburst of emotions, unlike the out-and-out anger when Yue Xingzhou was found betrayed.

She couldn't even cry at all.

Now I only feel that I can't lift my breath in one mouthful. Like a patient with a bad cold, my breathing becomes unsmooth, my chest is filled with sore things, and I can't concentrate.

Whatever you do, you will lose your mind.

The way to escape this emotion is to sleep.

She got into the bed, wrapped herself tightly, and felt nothing when she fell asleep.

But sleeping is often a vicious circle.

When I woke up, I felt that my body was weak, and the dull mood in my heart did not get better.

I can only continue to push myself into a deep sleep.

——

But today's dinner cannot be avoided, Zheng Shuyi ate a few dumplings casually, and she went back to the room.

"I'm out to play mahjong." Before leaving, Wang Meiru pushed aside Zheng Shuyi's door and took a look, and she saw that she was sleeping again.

"I said you slept for a day, do you want to be a **** of sleep?"

"I watched the show all night last night." Zheng Shuyi's voice came out of the quilt, "You leave me alone, I'll take a rest."

"Of course I am too lazy to take care of you." Wang Meiru adjusted her sleeves and pretended to say casually, "Tomorrow I have an appointment with our principal's wife to play mahjong, and I will go to his house for dinner at night. Do you want to come together? Yu You."

Zheng Shuyi: "Don't go."

Wang Meiru muttered a few more words before going out.

Originally, she didn't take Zheng Shuyi's state of mind to heart, thinking that young people are like this, and like to lie in bed and play with mobile phones all day.

However, on the sixth day of the sixth day, Zheng Shuyi still slept all day, and she began to notice something was wrong.

On the morning of the seventh day, Zheng Shuyi did not come out for breakfast again.

Wang Meiru walked into her room and asked, "Aren't you packing up? The high-speed rail ticket at 3 o'clock in the afternoon."

"There's not much stuff, I'll take it now."

Zheng Shuyi opened his eyes, sat up and put on his coat.

Before getting out of bed, Wang Meiru sat beside her bed.

"Yiyi, has something happened recently?"

Wang Meiru leaned on the head of the bed, stretched out her hand to follow Zheng Shuyi's hair, her voice suddenly became soft, "Is it not going well at work? Or have you encountered any other problems?"

After sleeping for two days, Zheng Shuyi's head became a little heavy and his reaction became slow.

It wasn't until the familiar smell of Wang Meiru's body enveloped her that she slowly recovered.

However, the emotions in my heart piled up for a long time, like sedimentation into sand, pressed heavily in the chest cavity, it is difficult to find the pouring hole.

Zheng Shuyi leaned quietly in Wang Meiru's arms, his nose was sour, his throat was choked, but he did not speak.

Some emotions are no longer suitable to be revealed to parents.

Only Wang Meiru's whispers were in his ears.

"If the job doesn't go well, you can always find a solution. If it doesn't work, let your father teach you. He has never encountered anything difficult in his life."

"If I can't stand it, I will go home. We won't stay in the big city anymore. Qing'an has a good landscape and water. My parents will buy you a new house and a new car, so you can live comfortably.

"If you encounter problems in your relationship, gritting your teeth will pass. You are still young and you will meet many people. There is nothing he must do."

"But when you grow older, have a family child, and then look back at those things that you thought would be unforgettable, in fact, over time, you will forget it, and the effect of getting an eyebrow tattoo is not lasting."

After a long time, Zheng Shuyi choked and said, "Mom, I did something wrong."

"Wrong is wrong. Who didn't make a mistake when he was young? Just don't do it again in the future."

"There is no future..."

"There is no future, time is hope, there is hope for everything."

Zheng Shuyi didn't speak any more.

Her mother would not understand, not even she herself, why there was a sense of emptiness in her heart that could not be filled.

After a long time.

"Is it better?" Wang Meiru patted her on the back, "Get up when you feel better, forward the voting link of the'Most Popular Teacher of Qing'an No. 1 Middle School' to your circle of friends, and ask your friends to vote for me."

——

When the banquet saw this circle of friends, he was sitting in Guan Ji's office.

Guan Ji frowned and stared at the company's real-time data monitoring.

The screen was green, and Guan Ji burst into angina.

"The stock market is ruthless, really ruthless, more ruthless than women."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yan buckled the phone on the table, propped his elbow on the arm of the chair, and looked out the window.

"It's very ruthless."

Still a conscience.

——

In the evening, Zheng Shuyi returned to Jiangcheng. As soon as he packed his luggage, he immediately cleaned up and down the house. He turned over all the spring clothes and washed them. Finally, he couldn't find anything to do, and even wanted to take down the curtains and wash them again.

But Kong Nan suddenly called and asked her to help verify a manuscript, only to save the doom of the curtain being destroyed.

After reading the manuscript, it was two o'clock in the night. After a day of tossing, Zheng Shuyi fell asleep.

At dawn, I hung a badge on my neck and walked into the office building. Work is the first priority. I have to retreat from any emotions.

When work resumes on the first day after the Spring Festival, most people are not nervous. The first thing they do when they arrive at the company in the morning is to exchange the special products they bring back.

A girl in the group next door held a bunch of food and drink, passed by Zheng Shuyi, and asked, "Shuyi, what are your specialties in Qing'an? What did you bring back?"

After two days in a muddle-headed manner, where Zheng Shuyi remembered to bring some specialties.

She looked up from the computer and said with a smile: "We Qing'an specialty beauty, do you want me?"

"Hiss-really shameless." The girl dropped a packet of tea and left.

Zheng Shuyi narrowed his smile, looked down for a while, and continued to sort his mail with his head down.

Busy work is like a wave, wrapping Zheng Shuyi, ups and downs into the rhythm of everyone, and there is no space to show personal emotions.

At ten o'clock, Qin Shiyue came.

When Zheng Shuyi saw her, he suddenly raised a sigh, his eyes kept falling on her.

Until she walked in front of her, Zheng Shuyi was inexplicably flustered and stood up directly.

However, before the wording of the brewing was spoken, Qin Shiyue suddenly said: "Sister Shuyi, I have resigned."

Zheng Shuyi's expression suddenly froze, "What?"

Qin Shiyue repeated it again: "I'm here to resign."

Seeing Zheng Shuyi with an injured look in shock, Qin Shiyue touched her chin embarrassedly, "I have not been very well recently, so I have to go home to raise it."

Zheng Shuyi could hear this as an excuse. He was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded: "Then you can take a good rest."

"Well, I'll talk to the editor-in-chief."

Qin Shiyue had just left, but was stopped by Zheng Shuyi.

She turned her head and asked: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Shuyi hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to speak.

After waiting for a while, Qin Shiyue's eyes became more and more suspicious, and Zheng Shuyi said, "Your uncle... has he also agreed to resign?"

Thinking of Shiyan, Qin Shiyue also felt that he was very strange lately, as if he had completely ignored her, but still wanted to say something nice for him in front of Zheng Shuyi.

"Of course I agree. My little uncle is still very considerate. Knowing that I am not in good health, he took the initiative to say that I can quit my job and go home to recuperate."

"..."

Zheng Shuyi nodded, reached out and hugged her, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Goodbye Xiaoyue, take good care of your illness, and be healthy."

"I'll see you again for sure, I'm not a big problem, I will be able to recover soon."

Qin Shiyue thought to herself, when I come back from a trip, I will definitely ask you to have afternoon tea.

——

Time is not going fast or slow. Three or four days have passed, and everyone has recovered from the aftertaste of the holidays and devoted themselves to busy work.

It didn't make any difference that Qin Shiyue was missing from the financial team. Her desk was already piled with all kinds of sundries unknowingly.

Zheng Shuyi has interviews every day, often in the morning, rushing back to the company to write a manuscript, and not leaving the office building until late at night.

No one perceives the emotional changes she occasionally reveals, but feels that in the new year, her workload is more than before.

Probably the deputy editor-in-chief has just resigned, and she is bound to win that position.

On Friday morning, Zheng Shuyi was in a hurry and received a call from Assistant Qiu Fu.

An interview originally scheduled for next week, due to Qiu Fu's job change, asked her if she could advance to today.

Zheng Shuyi originally had a few manuscripts to be verified today, but she still agreed.

After lunch, Zheng Shuyi immediately rushed to Mingyu Yunchuang.

The eighth to twelfth floors of the Mingyu Yunchuang office building are executive offices, and the space utilization is very low. Often only two main offices are set up on one floor, and the others are meeting rooms.

So apart from being quieter than public office areas, there is no overly busy atmosphere.

However, Zheng Shuyi was standing in the hospitality area on the eighth floor at the moment, but he felt that the atmosphere was unduly heavy.

She even feels that every employee here is holding their breath and daring not to let out the atmosphere.

When I came here before, occasionally a familiar female employee would greet her with a smile, but today everyone is doing their own thing without squinting, without distraction.

Zheng Shuyi's feeling really did not go wrong.

Not only today, but from the day when they resumed work after the holiday, employees in these high-level office areas have discovered that Shiyan has a particularly bad temper recently, and they often directly train people at meetings.

Even in the face of some senior executives who are much older than him, they don't show any face and make people blush.

As the employees at the bottom, I dare not show up even more. Whenever I want to contact Shiyan, I will be very careful, for fear of making a mistake.

Qin Lezhi, the CFO secretary who is usually the most reliable, seemed to have the biggest reaction. When he saw Shi Yan, he was completely absent and in a daze. Once, when he went to a meeting with Qiu Fu, he put the PPT in the wrong place.

At that time, Shi Yan didn't say anything, but took off his glasses and placed it on the table, folded his arms, and looked at Qiu Fu calmly.

Qiu Fu's heart sank and immediately let Qin Lezhi leave the office.

And she hasn't come to work yet.

People are easily affected by the atmosphere, and Zheng Shuyi becomes more nervous when he is in it.

It's just that the reason for her nervousness is different from these employees.

She had been holding a faint expectation in her heart since she was about to come here.

Maybe, maybe, I can see Shiyan today.

Although I don't know why I want to see him at this time, or what to say or do to see him, she drives her for no reason in her heart, so that she is a little fidgety.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the small LED screen in the meeting room directly opposite finally went out.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened automatically, and a group of people in formal clothes walked out one after another.

Naturally headed by Shiyan.

Next to him are Chen Sheng and Qiu Fu.

Qiu Fu held the tablet in his hand, and Shi Yan tilted his head to listen to him.

When Zheng Shuyi saw him, he stood up subconsciously, clutching the shoulder strap of the shoulder bag with both hands, but he hesitated in place and couldn't move forward.

Until Qiu Fu and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zheng Shuyi, he paused, and then whispered in Shi Yan's ear: "Miss Zheng is here."

Therefore, Zheng Shuyi saw Shi Yan raising his head, his gaze swept lightly across her face, and then he retracted his gaze, and he kept walking.

Walked straight past Zheng Shuyi.

As if he hadn't seen her, his expression didn't even fluctuate for a moment.

Zheng Shuyi's throbbing stopped abruptly at this moment.

She still stared at the front in a daze, even if the steps behind her were drifting away.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

I don't know how long it took, Zheng Shuyi turned around mechanically, and the elevator at the end of the aisle had slowly climbed to the twelfth floor.

After standing there for a long time, Zheng Shuyi's eyes were a little sore.

She hung her head and walked to the corner, took out her phone, and opened Shiyan's chat box.

I typed a lot of drafts in my heart, but my usual writing styles couldn't organize a complete sentence.

She found that she had nothing to excuse and no room for excuse.

After deleting the content in the dialog box one by one, she only edited three words.

"I am sorry"

It seemed that she had nothing to say except for this sentence.

However, the moment she pressed the send button, the last glimmer of expectation in her heart collapsed.

――A red exclamation mark appeared on the screen.

"Your message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party."