The next day, Assistant Wang came to Zhao Yuan's office early in the morning, put a few vinyl records on her desk, and said with a smile: "Manager Zhao, Chairman Qin has returned to the Shanghai headquarters, and he may not come to the Xishanqi Project Department during this time." ”

Zhao Yuan let out an "oh" and looked up at Assistant Wang in confusion. Assistant Wang continued: "When Chairman Qin left, he asked me to give you these records, and he said that the vicinity of the project department was relatively desolate, and there was no place to spend time at night. Let you listen to music in your spare time, listen less to some gossip circulating in the company, and less associate with those low-quality men and women who love to chew the root of their tongues. ”

Zhao Yuan pondered the meaning of these words, and suddenly became a little angry. What does it mean to listen less to the gossip circulating in the company? What does it mean to have less dealings with low-quality men and women who love to chew the root of their tongues? If he is upright, he should not be afraid of crooked shadows. Besides, now that he is not in the river with his well water, why did he interfere with his private life?

Pushing the records back to Assistant Wang, Zhao Yuan said coldly: "You return these records to him." Please tell him that what to do after work is my freedom, so I won't bother him. ”

Assistant Wang smiled a little embarrassedly: "Chairman Qin is already gone, you don't want these records, where do I put them?" ”

Zhao Yuan got up and picked up the record and stuffed it into Assistant Wang's arms: "You can put it wherever you like." It's work time, I have a lot of things to do, please don't disturb me to do business. ”

Assistant Wang walked to the door helplessly with the record, as if he remembered something again, turned his head and said: "By the way, Chairman Qin also said that the injury on his arm was just a skin injury when he left, and it will be fine soon, so don't worry." If you want him, you can call him, the phone number I just sent to your phone, it's his private number, and he will always turn it on for you. After speaking, he grinned, and without waiting for Zhao Yuan to reply, he turned around and exited the door and closed the door gently.

Zhao Yuan stared and thought, what did this person say to his assistant? Why did he let his assistant come to his office early in the morning to talk such nonsense? Could it be that he couldn't do without him as a married man? He was too self-righteous.

Throwing himself heavily on the leather seat, Zhao Yuan angrily took out his mobile phone and deleted the text message that Assistant Wang had just sent.

After deleting the text message, she was still angry, so she picked up a few more specifications in front of her and slammed them on the table a few times. She found that there was a lilac letterhead on the desk where the record had been placed.

It was a piece of paper made of grass and wood pulp, with deep and shallow petals printed on the paper.

Zhao Yuan picked up the letterhead, only to see that it was written with a small regular brush:

The question of Qixia Mountain is far away

Qixia Mountain is dyed with frost in front of it, and the autumn color is old and red and yellow; Listening to the spring sits on the Dan maple tree, and smokes a whole body of fragrant clothes. The yellow flowers and red leaves have a long stone path, and the perched Xia Mountain is dyed with frost; And respect the group of peaks and wine, Qin and Jin are ecstatic; overturn the color mixing glass cup, and the mountain of Qixia is dyed with frost.

This poem is very similar to the ancient reel, the artistic conception is particularly beautiful, it was written in the autumn of the sophomore year, Qin Yiyu and Zhao Yuan traveled to Qixia Mountain together and came back.

At that time, he printed out the photos selected by Zhao Yuan, and wrote such a poem on rice paper.

Zhao Yuan felt that this poem was particularly appropriate for the occasion, and he also liked the late autumn scenery depicted in the poem. She put the rice paper on which she wrote poems into her diary, wanting to treasure it forever.

Who knew that Qin Yiyu proposed to break up with him after graduation. Heartbroken, Zhao Yuan tried hard for a long time and couldn't forget him. After working in Jiangcheng, in order to get rid of the shadow in his heart, Zhao Yuan burned all the evidence of his relationship with Qin Yiyu - all the photos and letters, including this poem, were burned by her......

I didn't expect to see this poem again today.

It's still the same person who writes the poem, and it's still the same person who sends the poem.

It's just that time has passed, and the beautiful scene depicted in the poem and the promise of Qin and Jin can only be a legend forever.

On Saturday, the little aunt called Zhao Yuan to come over for dinner, and said that they planned to hire a tutor for their cousin, and today two college students came to interview and asked Zhao Yuan to help with the staff.

After lunch, the two college student tutors that my aunt had asked came to my aunt's house one after the other.

The first to come was a male classmate, with an off-white jacket on his upper body and a pair of dark blue jeans on his lower body, who greeted his little aunt happily when he came in, with an innate smile on his face, and he looked like a big boy who was outgoing and sunny.

The female classmate who came from behind had long hair and a shawl, wore a brown sweater and black trousers, and wore a pair of thick glasses, and the whole person looked quiet and steady.

After the two classmates left, the little aunt pulled Zhao Yuan into the bedroom and asked quietly, "Who do you think is more suitable?"

Zhao Yuandao: "I think that male classmate is better." First of all, he and his cousin are both boys, so they are easy to communicate. Besides, the male student is outgoing and must have expressed himself more clearly when he explains the topic. And I guess Xingyang's younger brother must also like this male classmate more. ”

The little aunt said: "I think that female classmate looks more stable, and may be more patient in class." ”

Zhao Yuandao said: "Both of them are famous college students, and they have both abilities, so it depends on who is more suitable for my cousin." I once read an educational book that said that students listening to their favorite teachers will have the effect of doing more with less. So, I think my aunt should ask Xingyang's cousin to see who he likes to be his tutor. If you learn from your favorite teacher, you can learn better. ”

The little aunt said, "You have a point. He turned around and walked to the study and asked his cousin Qian Xingyang, who was doing his homework: "Xingyang, there are two brothers and sisters in the family today, who do you want to be your tutor, is it the big brother or the big sister?"

Qian Xingyang said without thinking about it: "I like that big brother, he laughs so cheerfully." If he had come and taught me my homework, I would have learned very quickly. ”

The little aunt smiled: "You two sisters and brothers mean the same thing. So let's do it. Let's invite this male classmate to give you a lesson, you have to study hard. ”

Out of the study, the little aunt took Yuanyuan's hand to the bedroom again, opened the wardrobe, took out a pink windbreaker, and said with a smile: "Come, Yuan, try this windbreaker." When I went to the mall on National Day, I happened to encounter a discount, and I bought two pieces as soon as I was excited. This one I wore was too pink in color and a little smaller in size. If you wear it, I'll give it to you. ”

Zhao Yuan put on a windbreaker and felt that the size was just right, but the color was really pink. The little aunt looked her up and down and said, "This pink color is really only suitable for girls of your age, I am too old to wear it." You see, when you put on this garment, the clothes are powdery, and the people are also powdered, like a peach blossom blooming in spring. In fact, men don't all like girls who are dressed up in pink? By the way, speaking of which, how are you and Nie Yu of President Liu's family developing? Do you often get together?"

Zhao Yuan took off his windbreaker and responded: "After the National Day, everyone is busy. I haven't been in touch with him in a long time. ”

The little aunt was immediately a little unhappy: "Far away, didn't I tell you that as long as you meet a good partner, you must hurry up? Why are you always so careless? What should you do if you miss a good person?"

Zhao Yuan said embarrassedly: "This kind of thing still has to be wishful thinking." Oh, little aunt, didn't you say that you would boil sweet potato porridge at night? The sweet potatoes haven't been peeled yet, so I'll peel the sweet potatoes right away. ”

The little aunt put the folded windbreaker into the shopping bag, stuffed it into her hand, and said, "I'll peel the sweet potato." The last time I called your father, I heard him say that you used to work part-time as a tutor when you were in college, and that tutor was introduced to you by a male classmate who was two years high in you. His dad said that you used to mention that male classmate during that time, and he thought that male classmate would be your boyfriend. Alas, far away, in short, no matter what, we women can't be too infatuated, the environment has changed, people have to change, face reality, choosing the right talent is the only smart way. ”

When Zhao Yuan heard this, he was very glad that he was thin-skinned back then and didn't tell his parents about falling in love with Qin Yiyu, otherwise, now the little aunt doesn't know how to persuade herself.

Now she can't divert the topic, so she had to stick out her tongue and say, "Little aunt, don't worry, I'll take the initiative to call Nie Yu when I'm free." As long as he doesn't reject me, I'll keep pestering him. ”

The little aunt twisted Zhao Yuan's nose and smiled with satisfaction: "Who said that you should pester him?" As the saying goes, 'women chase men, and the interlayer yarn', as long as you take the initiative far away, I don't believe that this kid Nie Yu can escape from the palm of your hand." ”

After dinner, I returned to my cabin in Xinyi Community, and it was already late at night.

Zhao Yuan hung the pink trench coat that his little aunt insisted on giving him in the closet, and intentionally or unintentionally, he saw the white long-sleeved T-shirt hanging on the inside.

Many times to tidy up the wardrobe, Zhao Yuan did not clean it out on the grounds that this T-shirt was very white.

It has always been in the closet, just like those things that have happened, those emotions that have been paid, and those pervasive winds, always inadvertently, sweeping through her lonely heart, ethereal and distant, but clear and vivid......

Fingers gently stroked the landscape pattern on the chest of the white T-shirt, Zhao Yuan's heart was melancholy and bitter.

No one knows better than she how sad it can be to live alone in memories.

There is no one who understands better than she how helpless a person can be if he can't control his emotions.

For countless lonely nights, she could only look at her former self from afar.

Far away, there is no going back, far away, there is no future.

All the beauty of the first encounter has long since passed away with the wind.

Countless deeply buried attachments, but they always linger.

is like a pot of poisonous wine that is too sweet, as long as you taste it, the more you drink it, the more addictive you become, and the more you drink it, the more desperate you become.

Suddenly, the phone on the desk vibrated and emitted a series of loud and beating ringtones.

Zhao Yuan closed the door of the closet, picked up the phone, looked at the string of numbers on the screen, and always felt that he had seen this number somewhere.

She hesitated, but still slid the answer button with her finger and gently "hey" to the phone.

Qin Yiyu's magnetic baritone voice immediately came from the mobile phone: "Far away, what are you doing now, why don't you call me?"

Yuanyuan's heartbeat quickened a little, and she was silent and didn't speak.

Qin Yiyu continued: "Assistant Wang told me just now that you didn't accept those vinyl records. Those records are all some very good classical music, including Dong Xiao solo, Guzheng solo, and Xiao Zheng ensemble "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night...... Far away, in fact, I don't mean anything else when I send you the record, I ...... I just miss you-"