After Zheng Xiaowen finished thinking about her own thoughts and laughing at her jokes, she sat in front of the desk and wrote in her diary:

It turns out that in my diary, this is not a world for me to play alone! There is this, that and that, and this and I am a person, and this has formed a beautiful environment of yin and yang harmony. In this undisturbed and comfortable environment, hey, it has become a good place for me to dream, hehe, cool!

Because this is a place where I will come and dream if I am not careful, what I say in this beautiful space is all the emergence of dreams. Because it's a dream, not reality, it won't have any results. Not necessarily, these dreams, dreams, dreams, of mine may well come true!

Hey, put your ears over, let me tell you: all the dreams in this colorful space, no matter how long the dream is, whether the dream is long or short, the dream is a dream, the dream is crying and laughing, from the beginning of the dream to the dream, no matter who you dream of, it is definitely an innocent dream, a well-intentioned joke of the text, a colorful and beautiful narration Oh, understand.

·Ah, it's late at night, I'm so sleepy, hey, hey, hey, put away the pen, sleep!

By writing this boundless diary, Zheng Xiaowen adjusted her chaotic mood and calmed down. She lay down on the bed without thinking much about it, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Yang Yilin returned from the Zheng family's party, he went to the door and took out the key and was about to open the door, when the aunt came out.

Yang Yilin spoke first and said, "Auntie, I came back too late last night, and I went out to run errands early this morning, and I haven't talked to you yet." ”

Aunt said gently: "Didn't I know that you were back, I came out to tell you that a girl knocked on your door last night, and she said that she was looking for you." I looked at the girl in a hurry, and I followed her in a hurry, and forgot to ask her name. You've seen her today, haven't you?"

Yang Yilin thought about it, he didn't know who the aunt was talking about, he shook his head and asked, "Auntie, what does that girl look like?"

"About twenty years old, tall and slender, pretty looking, remember?" said the aunt.

Yang Yilin immediately thought of Zheng Xiaowen, but he thought that Zheng Xiaowen would not go to him. If Zheng Xiaowen really went to look for him, the two of them were together all day today, why didn't Zheng Xiaowen tell him about going to him? This shows that he is right.

Yang Yilin also feels that girls like Lin Jing, Wen Jiemei, and Song Yi are likely to be very beautiful in the eyes of people. But the girls that Auntie is talking about are not necessarily the three of them.

Yang Yilin thought about it for a few moments, but he didn't remember who it was, he suddenly thought of distinguishing it by hairstyle, and asked, "Auntie, what kind of hairstyle do you think this girl is?"

The aunt was happy: "Oh, I remember, I remember, she is the same as you, she speaks Mandarin, her hair is over-the-shoulder curly, and she wears a red tweed coat!"

When Yang Yilin heard this, his intuition was very sour, and it was a little painful. He said steadily: "Auntie, I know, she is my classmate." I didn't see her today, I'll go to her tomorrow, so don't worry about it anymore. ”

The aunt breathed a sigh of relief and entered her door.

This night, Yang Yilin and Zheng Xiaowen thought about the question, although the content was opposite, but there was one thing the same, he had insomnia.

The next morning, as soon as Yang Yilin arrived at the factory, Jiang Feng said to him anxiously: "Director Yang, Mr. Zheng called our wood factory for a day on Friday. She said that there was an urgent matter looking for you in the bureau, and you didn't come back from a business trip, and she couldn't notify you, so Teacher Zheng cried urgently. Now you can quickly call the bureau and ask about the situation!"

After Yang Yilin listened to Jiang Feng's words, he understood everything in his heart. He said: "Jiang Feng, you don't have to worry, I went to the bureau yesterday." It's done, it's okay, you go to work. ”

Jiang Feng was relieved and said:

"Oh, Director Yang, now I feel relaxed! You are not at home on a business trip, and our factory did not go to work yesterday, but I am so anxious.

"I tell you, I've really experienced it this time, when people are in a hurry, scratching their ears and cheeks and walking back and forth, what does it look like, what does it taste like, hehehe!"

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he smiled at Yang Yilin, turned around and jumped two steps easily, and returned to the big office where he was.

At this time, Yang Yilin, he really wanted to see Zheng Xiaowen in Dachang, but he didn't have time.

He had to immediately report to He Ziqian about his business contacts and product sales in the past half a month. After a while, a middle-level meeting will be held in the factory to study the next work plan. In the afternoon, they also have to check the warehouse, count the number of furniture, and make preparations before delivery. After he finished talking to Jiang Feng, he went to He Ziqian's office.

At noon, Yang Yilin came to the staff canteen, he really wanted to meet Zheng Xiaowen, but he knew that Zheng Xiaowen would not come to the staff canteen to eat if it did not rain or snow, it was not windy, and there was no special task at work.

Yang Yilin suddenly saw Wen Jiemei and saw her sitting at a table with her meal. He took the food, sat down next to Wen Jiemei and said, "Jiemei, why didn't you go home today?"

Wen Jiemei said:

"My dad and mom are not at home, and I am too nervous to go back to cook, and I am afraid that I will be late to eat here.

"My house is a little far away from the factory, and when the weather is very cold, I don't go home at noon and eat here every day. She said again in her heart: I will see you every day.

Yang Yilin wanted to ask: When it was time for the cold moon to fly, would Xiaowen not eat here? But he didn't ask like this, what he asked was: "In previous years, when it was very cold, who among our friends didn't go home at noon and ate in the factory?"

Wen Jiemei said:

"Their homes are closer to the factory than me, and they only eat in the factory when it snows, the road is icy, or the wind blows too much.

"However, it also depends on the situation at home, and sometimes, when there is no one at home to cook and they are afraid of being late for work, they will also eat in the factory. ”

Yang Yilin said: "Then you say Lin Jing, Zixi, and Teacher Zheng ......."

Wen Jiemei suddenly intercepted Yang Yilin's words, she frowned and said, "Don't talk about eating, how will we party together and play together in the future?"

Yang Yilin was suddenly shocked in his heart and said, "What's wrong?"

"Xiaowen has been transferred back to the bureau, don't you know?" asked Wen Jiemei in surprise.

Yang Yilin put the chopsticks on the lunch box: "I don't know, we didn't say anything together yesterday, why did we transfer it back today?" He was shocked and anxious, not a taste, and didn't want to believe it.

Wen Jiemei said:

"At ten o'clock this morning, Xiaowen went to me and said that the bureau had called her to transfer her back. He said that he would go back to do the translation work, and it would take half a year to complete the translation. Whether you will come back or not when the time comes, it is not certain!

Xiaowen also said that this afternoon, she will not come to work in the factory. Listen to what's going on, it's so annoying!" she said, annoyed with the chopsticks in her hand and tapped them on the lunch box.

Yang Yilin thought to himself: Today is Sunday, the bureau is off on Sunday, how can I call? Oh, maybe the task is urgent. But such a big thing, why didn't Xiaowen say it to me?

Yang Yilin asked: "Who knows about Xiaowen's return to the bureau?"

Xiaowen said that she said it to Lin Jing, and I didn't ask about the rest, I thought you all knew it. Wen Jiemei said.

Yang Yilin finished the meal sweetly and saltily, he returned to the woodware factory and waited for work time, and stood at the door of the office waiting for Song Yi.