Chapter 19: Fever (19)

Fever (19)

Today is the first day of 2019.

In today's view, the above sentence is just a very simple sentence, nothing special. However, if I am still here after a few decades and see the above sentence again, then everything will taste different.

For example, the porcelain used by every household in ancient times was nothing special at that time, but now after the baptism of the years, those porcelains have the status of "cultural relics".

Simple is simple, simple is not simple, if simple, there are years.

Everyone has their own simplicity, and through hard work, let their simplicity become not simple.

I write mine, simply......

Once accompanied Xiaoshi to the hospital for prenatal checkup, I met the department head when I worked in Xidesheng, he looked like he was still the same as he was back then, which made me feel as if I had gone back in time, and I seemed to be an employee of Xidesheng.

I didn't say hello to him, though, and he didn't see me.

Because, it seems that he is sending an injured employee to the hospital for treatment. Looking at his bandaged foot, combined with what I had seen and heard in the stamping department, I guessed that the employee must have fallen to his foot after being dropped by the stamping die.

I skimmed over the head of the department like this, as if we would never cross paths again.

Coincidentally, I also tried to meet the cold-faced boss of DSX several times on the road outside the "Heart World", and we didn't have a conversation. Even if our eyes are already on the same page.

Because, I don't know what to say......

At the beginning, I sent him a message because of my uncle's physical condition, but he never replied. I think he might be angry.

I don't like embarrassment, but every time I run into him, I can only pretend that I don't see him......

This is my heart disease, I always feel that I owe others, I always feel that others will hate me, and I always push myself into a world full of inferiority......

Slowly, I became scared of meeting my former colleagues on the way...... I really don't know what to say, even if it's just to say hello......

The constant evasive eyes magnify the cowardice in the heart infinitely, and the state of self-pity creates more bad luck and cannot be connected with luck.