Chapter Seventy-Two: A Chance Encounter
Because Cheng Siyu was overly tired and fell asleep on the desk when preparing materials at night, he almost couldn't get up the next morning, and he almost rushed to the airport in a hurry, his ankle nerves were twitched and ached for a while, and he was greeted by the boss's sharp eyes and silent reproach from his serious face, Cheng Siyu trembled and said three words in a row "I'm sorry" , Mr. Zhang didn't reply, she turned around and walked straight forward mercilessly, she could only grin awkwardly under the indifferent eyes of the other staff, and everyone immediately caught up with Mr. Zhang's footsteps at the same time and walked towards the boarding gate.
After getting off the plane and arriving in Shanghai, Cheng Siyu and everyone rushed to the conference room almost after the electricity, she hurriedly opened the notebook in her backpack, and put the ballpoint pen, pencil, and eraser on the table for the first time. At this time, Mr. Zhang glanced at Cheng Siyu fiercely, suppressed his voice and roared: "Why don't you hurry up and make tea for everyone to drink!" Cheng Siyu's eyes widened in a daze, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "Do you also want to make tea as a translator?" Mr. Zhang looked at Cheng Siyu and said with a muffled snort: "Not clever at all!"
When the negotiation meeting officially began, Cheng Siyu was sitting next to Mr. Zhang, holding the pen hard, and recording every key point captured in his mind into the book with all his strength, and almost scratching the paper with such strength that he didn't dare to make a small guess in his mind for a whole few hours, staring intently at Mr. Zhang and his partners throughout the whole process, not only to convey Mr. Zhang's meaning completely and incisively, but also to translate the things expressed between the lines of foreign partners to Mr. Zhang simply and clearly, concentrate on completing his first job after graduation except for teaching, although the process is arduous, but the result of this day is not lost, there are no mistakes.
After the meeting was disbanded, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, everyone went out to eat in groups, only Cheng Siyu, a strange part-time worker, stood in front of the building, looking at the bustling neon night of Shanghai with a little loneliness, clear and bright eyes reflecting all kinds of street lamps and busy long highways, at this moment she felt isolated, no one greeted her, and no one looked at her more, which made her suddenly feel a sense of isolation and helplessness, and she was lost, which may be the loneliness of being in a strange environment, the so-called unfamiliar life。
She called a taxi and took the car to the famous food street in Huangpu District, Shanghai, after getting off the bus, at a glance, there was a sea of people, everyone in the street was rubbing shoulders, in this endless street of Shanghai, people seemed to be more and more despiseful, like a group of small ants competing with each other, were busy grabbing food! The smell of fragrant and fragrant food came to Cheng Siyu's nose, making her salivate, and the snacks on the stall were dazzling, and it was really pleasing to the eye. When passing by the stinky stinky tofu, she couldn't help but hold her breath, covered her mouth, and avoided passing by with a look of disgust, she really couldn't understand how anyone could get a mouth in the face of such disgusting food, sure enough, the world is big, there are no surprises, the appearance and character are unique, even the taste and taste are very different.
It wasn't until she passed by a Yangchun noodle shop that the noodle making scene in the store attracted Cheng Siyu's attention, she sniffed leisurely, looked at her drumming belly, couldn't help swallowing saliva, and her feet naturally walked in the direction of the noodle shop. Looking at this open-air noodle shop, although it is small, there are many customers, full of guests, she muttered in her heart that this must be an unknown folk food shop, looking ordinary and extraordinary, otherwise how could it attract so many people. She took a step in the direction of the influx of people, and vaguely saw a familiar brown woolen trench coat at the moment when the figure flickered, she frowned slightly in confusion, looking at the back of the man standing straight, with her hands in her pockets, calm and unhurried, curiosity prompted her to walk forward more and more, and when he turned to look at her unintentionally, both of them pointed to each other in surprise and blurted out: "Why are you here!"
Du Yifan grinned and couldn't stop laughing happily, he lowered his head, there was a hint of crimson on his face, a trace of shyness hidden under his calm appearance, he raised his head again and looked at her and spoke happily, his eyes shining with a few bright stars: "Why did you come to Shanghai." ”
"I, I'm going to work. Cheng Siyu smiled stupidly and said jokingly.
"Aren't you a teacher, why did you come to Shanghai? Du Yifan was confused by her and asked puzzledly.
"Ha, I'll be here as a translator for a few days, it's a part-time job, I'll go back to teaching in a few days, don't worry, your niece's homework won't fall behind, I've already arranged it!" Cheng Siyu looked at his ignorant and puzzled look, and felt inexplicably funny, and couldn't help but joke.
"I didn't mean that, I just didn't expect to meet you in Shanghai, which surprised me. Du Yifan smiled awkwardly and involuntarily touched the back of his head.
"Is it a surprise, I thought it was a surprise, this is a chance encounter, after all, it is not easy to meet a fellow countryman in a different place!" Cheng Siyu said with his hands crossed in front of his chest and pretending to be dissatisfied.
"Well, it's a surprise. Du Yifan laughed in a low voice, and then led Cheng Siyu to sit down at a small table in the corner.
The clerk served two bowls of fragrant Yangchun noodles to the two, smooth and bright, with a moist surface like a river, as if the delicious and silky noodle juice could overflow anytime and anywhere.
Cheng Siyu unceremoniously picked up two pairs of chopsticks, pushed a bowl of Yangchun noodles close to Du Yifan in front of him, and handed him another pair of chopsticks, and he simply tore the white paper wrapped around the chopsticks, "Boom" Break the chopsticks in two, then put them into the noodles and mix well, pick up a bunch of noodles and blow and send it to the mouth, but it was too fast, the hot noodles that have just been presented have not completely cooled, the hot noodles are so hot that Cheng Siyu's cheeks are flushed, the hot sweat on her forehead is straight out, she can't control herself almost throwing out the chopsticks down, her mouth sticks out her tongue, her right hand has been fanning the wind in the direction of the tongue on one side, and she muttered excitedly, "It's hot to kill me, it's so hot" , Her eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of light mist, a pair of black grapes instantly misty and hazy, and after a while, the fog layer heated into teardrops, from the bright window inlaid in her warm heart flowed out drop by drop, clearly hanging on her fair and delicate little face, with her dress of today's clear soup noodles, a little powder makeup, it really gives people a kind of pear blossom with rain, I see the tenderness of pity, but it does not lose a bit of naughty.
Du Yifan fixed his eyes and looked at her out of his mind, looking at her stretching out her tongue and exhaling a slightly embarrassed look, looking at him in confusion, tears flashed a hint of help, he came back to his senses, hurriedly raised his hand to summon the clerk, and served a glass of ice water, she almost snatched the ice water without saying a word, and drank it down her throat in a big gulp, and the ice water flowed through her ** tongue, which made her calm down and soothed.
He tensed his nerves, frowned and greeted her with concern: "Is there anything else? Do you want to take you to the hospital, I have a car." ”
She sighed deeply, rested for a moment, looked at him again, covered her mouth and couldn't help but say, "You are stupid, I just burned my tongue, how can anyone go to the hospital like this, and don't roll the doctor's eyes when you say it?"
Du Yifan smiled helplessly, slowly looked up at her and said, "When I saw you like this, I thought you were burned." ”
Cheng Siyu raised the ice water in his hand and said jokingly: "It's okay, drink this glass of ice water and immediately feel refreshed, dancing with your hands!" Du Yifan hurriedly patted her on the back and said nervously, "Are you okay?"
After a while, she sat up straight again, raised her hand and fiddled with the OK posture, laughing at herself and saying, "I don't know what happened today, I'm nervous, I'm so unruly." After speaking, she glanced at Du Yifan again and smiled awkwardly.
"It's okay, I don't mind, eat a bowl of noodles to warm your stomach. He smiled lightly and said indifferently.
Cheng Siyu picked up the dishes and chopsticks, but his mouth was a little more settled, and he carefully took a small bite of the noodles into his mouth.
At this time, the radio in the store sounded an old song by Luo Dayou, Love Song 1990, the melodious voice was eloquent, meandering and fluttering in people's ears, and whispered in the ear: "Black eyes and your smiling face, I can't forget the change in your face..."
This ancient song quieted down the noisy and redundant crowd around at once, and everyone calmed down to enjoy this beautiful love song, as if listening to a long-ago story, recalling the past that happened to them, beautiful and simple as a blank sheet of paper.
Cheng Siyu smiled contentedly, glanced at the crowd around him, and said happily: "It's good that I can still hear such a beautiful song when I come to Shanghai, which gives me an inexplicable warmth." ”
Du Yifan looked up at her and smiled, pursed his mouth and smiled softly, "I like this song too." ”
"It's so fateful to meet you here today, how often do we meet by chance!" Cheng Siyu said enthusiastically.
"I think maybe it's because we have fate. Du Yifan touched his forehead and said with a smile.
After the music from the radio was played, everyone returned to the bustle and noise of the past, and those common scenes and atmospheres that belong to the food court are resuming.
She picked up the noodles and began to open the conversation, "By the way, why did you come to Shanghai today?" ”
Du Yifan replied to her with chili sauce slowly: "Come on a business trip, do our business, it is inevitable that you have to travel often, talk about cooperation, or socialize or something, and you can't help yourself." ”
"You can travel a lot, you can go anywhere, just like traveling, isn't it also good?" Cheng Siyu was silent for a while, and asked without thinking, asking questions like a good boy who is not ashamed to ask.
He smiled helplessly, shook his head and said: "A business trip is not the same as travel, travel is where you want to go, talk to the people you like, and have the right to choose what you want to do, but business trips are different, business trips are work, work is inevitably accompanied by inevitable pressure, purpose and interests, all of which can not make you do what you want." ”
Cheng Siyu instantly felt that she was short-sighted, and she was stunned in her heart, feeling that what he said was indeed very reasonable, and for a while she felt that her thoughts were too naïve, and even the ideas that burst out without going through her brain, and she didn't know how to reply, she paused and said: "That's too, I'm just an employee, how can I understand your mood, after all, employees and bosses have different visions and angles to see things, my gaze is indeed limited, too naïve." It's me who underestimated your pressure. After saying that, he grinned again.
At this time, he looked at Cheng Siyu's slightly confused look, like an embarrassed elementary school student who answered a question wrong, so he touched her forehead with his hand, and said gently: "You have just come out of society, it is normal not to understand, growth requires a process, you are a smart girl, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself too quickly, it's good to be naïve when you're young." ”
Cheng Siyu was suspicious in his heart again, how naïve had become an advantage again, so he had to lower his head and smile slightly, and continue to eat the noodles in the bowl.
After the two of them had almost finished eating the noodles, Du Yifan looked at the night sky hanging high above his head and several bright stars, glanced at the clock on his wrist again, and suddenly approached Cheng Siyu and said proposively: "It's still early, let's take you somewhere." ”
Cheng Siyu opened her big watery eyes again, staring at him fixedly, blankly, refracting its white and deep light under the moonlight.