Lin Weichen hadn't slept all the time, and he heard Lin Di'er's whispered sobs, which made him feel tight in his heart, and even felt the bitterness in his heart. Lin Weichen knew that he had never been a good person in the absolute sense, and he would not pity Xiangyu, but in the face of Lin Di'er, he had a feeling that he wanted to be good to her.

I don't know how long it took for Lin Weichen to gradually fall asleep, but he was not stable in his sleep. In the dream, there is a girl from beginning to end.

The girl was dressed in a white dress, and she sat in front of the piano and didn't know what to play, so she was very intoxicated, as if she was playing it to herself, so she didn't care about other people's reactions. Behind the girl was a large floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window was a patch of mixed green, with sunlight, but it was impossible to see what plants were. Lin Weichen walked towards her slowly, there was only a piano between them, but Lin Weichen felt that the distance was very far, he couldn't walk beside her, he even ran, but no matter how hard he ran towards her, she was getting farther and farther away from him, and gradually, Lin Weichen watched her disappear in front of him.

Suddenly, one peach blossom tree after another appeared around him, there was a round stone table under the peach blossom tree, a stone chair was placed in each of the four directions, the girl was still wearing a white dress, leaning over the table and writing something, her long hair hung low behind her ears, revealing her white and tender hibiscus face, there was no smile on her face, as if she was stumped by a certain question, so she kept frowning, but when Lin Weichen walked towards her, she raised her head and showed a frightened look. Lin Weichen wanted to step forward to comfort her, but no matter what he did, he couldn't get close to her.

Then, the sky began to snow, and large snowflakes slowly fell to the earth like goose feathers, Lin Weichen looked up at the sky, it was a dim yellow, and the feeling was invigorating. He leaned over and suddenly saw that the girl was wearing a white dress, to be precise, it should be a nightdress, lying thin on the thick snow, her skin was bloodless, almost blending with the snow around her. Suddenly, a reddish-brown liquid gradually spread out from under her body, and gradually the first liquid gushing out turned red-black, red, red, crimson, light red, and red as it continued to expand outward······ Behind her was like a huge red rose. Lin Weichen didn't think this scene was terrifying, he only felt heartache, the pain of piercing his heart, and tears blurred his eyes, making him unable to see everything clearly, everything was not seen clearly.

When Lin Weichen woke up, it was not yet dawn, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He got up and took out a bottle of water from the fridge, trying to expel the boredom in his heart.

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When Lin Di'er woke up, she found that Lin Weichen didn't know when she left. She went to the bathroom to wash up, and found that Lin Weichen had thoughtfully written a post-it note, telling her that all the newly bought clothes had been put in the closet, and that there was bread on the dining table, so that she would take a bite of it. The handwriting is sonorous and powerful, just like Lin Weichen's whole person gives people the feeling of being down-to-earth and safe.

Lin Di'er thought that she would go back to be criticized by the director today, so she couldn't help but speed up, but when she opened the wardrobe to get the clothes, her movements couldn't help but slow down, and the clothes in the wardrobe were half hers and half Lin Weichen's, which made her suddenly feel a warm illusion like her own home.

She shook her head, drove away those unrealistic thoughts, quickly dressed and left, and ran on the way to work.

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"Xiaolin, where did you go yesterday, the phone was turned off, and we were all scared to death!" Chen Xin asked with concern when she saw Lin Di'er walking into the office.

"Sister Chen, in fact, I'm asleep!" Lin Di'er felt particularly embarrassed, and was a little embarrassed when she said this.

"Sleep one night and one day?" Chen Xin was about to exclaim, for a person like her who had a nervous breakdown and couldn't sleep normally at night, Lin Di'er was simply an object of envy.

"Sister Chen, Lin Di'er deserves to be in school when she goes to school - Emperor Jue, the sleeping 'Jue', and the emperor's 'Emperor'. Zhang Zifan unceremoniously revealed Lin Di'er's shortcomings.

The finance department, which had not yet started work in the morning, had a particularly relaxed atmosphere at the moment. At this moment, Erin stepped on high heels and walked into the finance department with a temperament, "Xiaolin, come with me to the office." ”

"Little Di'er, ask for more blessings. Zhang Zifan patted Lin Di'er on the shoulder, then turned around and returned to his workstation.

Lin Di'er walked into the director's office under everyone's sympathetic gaze.

Superintendent······ I ······" Standing at Erin's desk, Lindier didn't know how to explain her absenteeism.

"Xiaolin, how long have you been working here?"

Erin's serious face made Lin Di'er feel that she was unlucky, and her heart was full of despair. "One and a half months. ”

"It's been so long, you know the company's rules and regulations, right?"

"Yes······"

"In that case, how can you still commit such an act as absenteeism?"

"I ······"

"Write a review to me, deduct 3 times the daily salary, you have no problem with this treatment. ”

“······ No. ”

"Get out. ”

"Yes. ”

Just as Lin Di'er turned to leave, the internal phone rang.

The call was made by Xu Qing, assistant to the general manager, and he asked Erin to approve a copy of Lin Di'er's official order to personnel, which was obviously to erase Lin Di'er's absenteeism record, "What is the origin of this Lin Di'er, a simple absenteeism even alarmed the assistant general manager." Wait, surnamed Lin, is it ······" Erin thought as she hung up the phone with a frown, trying to change her approachable face.

Lin Di'er just sat down, a little depressed, feeling that she must have been in a bad year and had recently broken her fortune.

"Di'er, how is it?" Zhang Zifan leaned over to look at Lin Di'er's bitter gourd face, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy.

The superintendent said······ Lin Di'er was just about to complain when the internal phone on the table rang.

Before Lin Di'er could say the first half of the word, Erin's voice came from the other side of the phone, "Xiaolin, come to my office." ”

"Yes. Lin Di'er was like a great enemy, her nervous little face was wrinkled, and even cold sweat broke out in her palms. "Zifan, there may be the latest decision, I may die even worse, the director asked me to go to her office, and you will remember to collect my body later." Lin Di'er got up and walked to the director's office, leaving a sympathetic look behind her.