There's so much I know that I don't want to say.

She Zhao Yihuan has a small habit, which is to write down the very important things of the next day on post-it notes, and then paste them on the dresser.

When you sit down and brush your hair every day, you will see at a glance what you need to do.

But she always forgot the most important thing, and that was my birthday.

July 16th, is it so hard to remember? I've remembered it for so many years, I think it's so easy?

Well, for her, three years really can't remember much. But even my birthday, she doesn't want to remember, it's too lazy.

For example, she doesn't know anything about my preferences, my habits, the things I don't want to do, and the people I don't want to care about the most.

I feel like I'm going to lose the confidence I should have in her if I continue like this.

This Zhao Yihuan disappointed me so much.

Except for being able to sing, I think she is very bad in other aspects, and I feel that life is all in the past.

"It's the New Year in two days, you remove these curtains and wash them!"

At that time, I was preparing for the Chinese New Year, and there was a lot of work in the company at the end of the day, and as a management of the company, I naturally had to stay in the company and work overtime, but she spent half a day making a mess of the family.

She's just amazing.

It was like this that day.

Zhao Yihuan got up early in the morning and stood in front of the window to enjoy the scenery in the distance. The woods in front, the leaves are still green, the autumn rain is coming, the winter wind is cold, they are still not their true color, they are still green, especially eye-catching.

Normally, I watched her get up, but that day, she got up too early.

Wake up early, it's nothing. However, this should be relative to myself, and for her, this is likely to be a difficult thing to do, after all, the three poles of the sun are her true colors Zhao Yihuan.

The early bird has worms to eat, just like Zhao Yihuan, who gets up early, has something to do.

At that time, Zhao Yihuan should be thinking about a question, looking at the moving landscape, he still didn't feel happy about it.

How should she push off the blind date with Aunt He's third aunt, sixth aunt, fourth uncle's daughter-in-law's daughter-in-law's cousin, grandson's cousin.

During the Chinese New Year, if you do such things, you will be laughed at by the three aunts and six mothers-in-law.

Laugh at me for being an old girl that no one wants, it's nothing, the most annoying thing is to compare with Wang Xiaohua next door, at my age, there are two children. When it's time for you to have a child, other children will reach out to you for red envelopes.

On the question of whether to go home or not, Zhao Yihuan thought about it all night, but there was still no conclusion.

The moment I stepped out of the balcony, I was startled by a look from her.

Tired eyes, you can see the white and red eyes from afar.

I didn't dare to get closer, so I had to stand there, my face swinging in the direction of Zhao Yihuan!

His eyes glanced at her once or twice, and then he didn't dare to look at her again.

She's too sensitive.

If you do it a little more obviously, you may be aware of it.

But it's nothing to be detected, anyway, I'm sitting upright with Zhang Yi, and I'm not afraid of shadows. But she Zhao Yihuan didn't look at me, and turned around and went back to the room.

What was she thinking?

I later learned that she was actually asked to go on a blind date, and I, Zhang Yihang, were 100,000 unwilling.

Later, when I saw her in the park downstairs of the company, I couldn't help but say to her: "People like you should not go on a blind date, lest people will refund the ticket when they see you, and if you accidentally meet a blind person, you will also be affected by other boys!"

Zhao Yihuan poured a glass of water in my direction on the spot, but what kind of person am I! How could a boy who lives for delicacy let him easily ruin my hairstyle.

I immediately picked up a painting and blocked the attack of a glass of water.

"Hahaha, I can't splash it. ”

I was standing less than a meter away with her Zhao Yihuan, and as soon as I entered the area she demarcated, she reacted quickly, as accurately as a reflection.

However, something unexpected happened to me, I accidentally wet the painting that Zhao Yihuan rushed out in a hurry. And it's a lump of black.

The painting is completely invalid.

It's a lump of black, and I don't dare to pay her forgiveness.

She really didn't dare to hand it over, after all, it was pointless to hand over a piece of things, but not long after, she still went to the boss's office, and since she couldn't complete the task, she simply changed to another thing and handed it in.

What she presented was a letter of resignation.

Isn't it a painting? Is there a giveaway?

Well, the giveaways are gone. What about paintings? Talent? Well, it's not a loss.

Because the things she presented showed her intentions at once, and the resignation letter had to be bolded, I had to keep an eye on it, and it was not so easy to leave. It's just a painting, he Zhang Yihang is handy, something he touches with his hands.

This time, the reason why Zhao Yihuan's resignation failed was that her boss didn't see the letter at all.

Because, he was pulled out by Zhang Yihang halfway and took it to the shredder and cut it into pieces.

And the ugly "Buddha Prospective Meitu" that even Zhang Yihang was ashamed of himself, and threw it in the trash. Now it is replaced by a new work that Zhang Yihang has drawn according to the author's language description.

The author is really grateful to him for being so keen on aesthetics, after all, that painting was painted by Zhao Yihuan for three all-nighters, and it can be regarded as her hard work in the past few days, so she solved it with a glass of water, as if she had a feeling of great happiness.

The moment I raised my eyes and concentrated, I forgot to write Zhao Yihuan's signature on the "Buddha Prospective Map".

However, the boss saw at a glance that this was from his Zhang Yihang. Zhao Yihuan's paintings are not so exquisite.

After that, my boss often talked to me, and the conversation was all about personal issues. I was quite resistant at first, after all, these issues are a bit sensitive and I am embarrassed to say. However, now the boss only needs to mention a little bit, and his heart is full of emotion, and he naturally reveals his true feelings, and he didn't dare to express his heart before, and he must let her Zhao Yihuan know from now on.