When my mother said the name "Su Jing", I stood at the door like petrified, the door had been opened, but I didn't go in.

"Uh...... I don't know, I'll ask her tomorrow. "I didn't know what to say for a while, so I had to find a random reason to prevaricate. On the surface, I was on the phone, but in fact, I didn't know where my mind had gone.

I couldn't help but laugh in my heart: "Ask tomorrow, heh, where am I going to ask, who do I ask?"

As I expected, my mother immediately opened her mouth and reproached: "This is about to go home for the New Year, why haven't you discussed it yet, you kid, can you be attentive to your own emotional matters?

I was patient and "explained" and said: "I'm not busy with work, plus I have to reverse jet lag at home and abroad, Mom, you don't know." ”

Lao Liu retorted retortingly: "Let me tell you, if you don't bring Su Jing back for the Chinese New Year this year, then you won't come back." ”

Everyone in the world has a "verbose mother", I naturally know that it is all for the good of the children, and I understand that it is all a manifestation of "knife mouth and tofu heart", but everyone will have emotions......

I put one hand on my forehead and put my phone a little farther away. If my mother said so, then I really don't have to go home for the New Year.

I was silent for a while, and then I replied, "Got it, got it, Mom, go to bed early, I just came back for a while, and I have to go take a shower." My tone began to grow a little impatient.

At the critical moment, it was Lao Cheng who "helped" in time, and I heard Lao Cheng on the other end of the phone say to his mother: "It's not too early, you just let the children rest, this is not bad, the children will have to go home for the New Year sooner or later." ”

My mother was dissatisfied: "Yes, yes, every time I talk about Cheng Ting and Su Jing, you talk about it as if you have nothing to do with you." ”

"The emotional affairs of the dolls really have nothing to do with me. ”

The conversation between the two elders on the phone almost made me laugh. So, I found the opportunity to quickly say into the phone: "Mom and Dad, you guys should rest early, I'll hang up the phone first." ”

After hanging up the phone, the whole house finally returned to its original quiet. After a while, the door of Yang Fan's room was opened, and he walked over to me with a coat and an unlit cigarette, and asked painlessly: "Your mother probably mentioned the matter of 'Su Jing' to you, right? ”

I asked, "Did you hear it all?"

He tilted his head sideways and lit the cigarette, and replied, "Silly, do you have ears for me?" How can I hear the voice on the phone through the wall, I only know that you are on the phone with your parents, and with this appearance, you can guess it." ”

I simply sat down on the edge of the threshold, smiled wryly, and said, "Don't eat alone, throw one over." ”

Two big men, one sitting on the ground and the other leaning against the wall, tacitly did not turn on the light or speak, smoking in the dark room, completely igniting the thoughts with memories.

"In fact, we all understand that once something has passed, it can never be returned, and it is not that we can't let go, but in many cases, when we think about it, we will miss it very much...... It starts with memories and ends with nostalgia, nothing more. Yang Fan looked up at the ceiling and spoke in a low voice.

I savored what he said, with the artistic conception at this time, his words were like smoke floating in the air at this time, with a unique taste.

"The older you get, the harder it is to be as free and easy as before, to love and hate, to give your true feelings but to return to an empty ending, even if the next time you meet someone you think is 'right', you will become cowardly. I followed his words and sighed.

"Cowardice..... Maybe there will be, but the main thing is probably to answer that poem. ”

"Which poem?"

Yang Fan flicked the cigarette ash, glanced at me, and said, "Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." ”

I took a hard puff of my cigarette, stood up from the ground, pulled a smile at the corner of my mouth, and replied, "Not necessarily, people, we still have to be hopeful for the future." 'There will be drowning for the sea, and there will be no lovesickness for the sea'. ”

Yang Fan nodded at first, but soon waved his hand and said impatiently: "Alas, okay, it's okay, don't get nervous at night, wash and sleep!" After speaking, he snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and turned back to his room.

After taking a shower, I went back to my room with only one thought in my mind, and that was to fall asleep as soon as possible so that the night could end.

......

At the end of the year, even during rush hour, the subway station is no longer as crowded as it used to be. Everyone says "autumn harvest" and compares autumn to "harvest", but in modern cities, the time before the Chinese New Year is the time for the real harvest.

When I came to the company, although the colleagues who had not yet returned home stayed in the company, they all worked quietly, like a cold production line machine, which made the whole office seem a little deserted. Soon, I also became a "machine" and joined the mix.

"Cheng Ting, come to my office. ”

I raised my head, and my gaze shifted from being in front of the computer screen to the direction where the voice came from, and it was Li Minghui, who was looking at me with a blank face.

Li Minghui: The location of his office is the same as Han Yue's before, but now the interior layout has been transformed beyond recognition by him.

"Cheng Ting, have you been busy with work lately?" he asked, with his fingers crossed, leaning back against the computer chair, looking at me.

I said indifferently: "Fortunately, my work is arranged by Director Li, you should know very well whether you are busy or not, if Director Li has anything to say, you can say it directly." ”

He obviously didn't expect me to say it so bluntly, and his face instantly became a little uncomfortable. After changing his sitting position, he went straight to the point: "That's the case, if your work here is not very busy for the time being, I will give you a task." ”

I didn't speak, waiting for him to continue. I remembered that night a few days ago, I heard the conversation between him and Wang Hao in the supper stall, and at this time I already knew his plan in my heart, but I was not in a hurry to demolish him, but planned it, so that I could see this good show later.

Li Minghui took out a bag of information from the drawer, pushed it to the table in front of me, and said: "This bag contains the financial sheet that has been calculated, and it also includes quotations and some receipts. I'll have a meeting later, and I can't pull out, but the customers have said hello. ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Li Minghui didn't expect me to agree so directly, so he was stunned for a moment before nodding and saying, "Well, then you go, it's hard for you." ”

When I returned to my desk, I first transferred all the information related to the project from my computer to my mobile phone, and then went to a coffee shop outside the company to find a coffee shop with little traffic from my family, and chose a place in the corner to sit down.

I took out all the bags of information sheets that Li Minghui gave me, put them on the table one by one, and compared the project materials copied from my mobile phone one by one. It took me about 10 minutes to check all the forms on the table, and the strange thing is that according to the plan that Li Minghui and Wang Hao talked about at the beginning, isn't it just to do something on the financial form? But the numbers on these forms are all accurate, and there is no problem, so what step does Li Minghui want to do his so-called "hands and feet"?

I put on my headphones and listened to the recording of that night a few more times, and after thinking about it for a while, I still didn't have a clue, so I had to take it one step at a time. So I put all the materials on the table back into the information bag and went to the customer's company.

This is a war between "hunters" and "prey", but who is the hunter and who is the prey, everything is still unknown. Maybe I'm not completely sure that I'm going to bring him down, but things won't go as he thinks......