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Zhu Xiaolan ran downstairs, panting, she handed the helmet to Manager Zheng and smiled reluctantly, asked him some questions about the project and left.

The sky in this city is gray all year round, and it is difficult to see blue even in the summer when the sky is high and the clouds are far away. The gray is reminiscent of the grim whiteness of the apocalypse in American blockbusters, where Zhu Xiaolan stands in the shadow of the trees beside the fence. She doesn't know what's wrong, is this society wrong or herself is wrong? Things in the world and design seem to be two different things, how simple it is to do design, as long as you work hard and work hard to make the drawings, at most you can work overtime or modify it a few more times, but changing people's minds is not just hard work, more often the effort is in vain. She remembered a story that Zhou Yu once said: A man proposed to a woman, and the woman asked the reason for marriage, and the man said that the woman would cook at home every day; ten years later, the man told the woman that he wanted a divorce, and the woman asked the reason for the divorce, and the man said that the woman cooked at home every day.

Zhu Xiaolan smiled, how can people's feelings be compared to doing design and doing projects? The reason why people are human beings and why they are diverse is precisely because of their autonomy. Loving you, not loving you, will be you, and oppose you is only because he is willing, not because you have changed him. In those TV dramas, every time a woman is told by a man, "I did this because of you", the woman's heart will soften, where is the softness? It's just that the woman thinks that the man says such a thing to mean that he has changed for you, but in fact, it is just the man's heart for a while.

Zhu Xiaolan blinked, trying to blink back the water droplets that ran out of her eye sockets. She bit her lip and sent a text message to Zhou Yu, who was in a meeting. There was no time to ignore her. Zhu Xiaolan felt extremely lonely, except for Zhou Yu, she actually had no friends to talk to.

People come to this world as one, and when they are lonely, they are one. Isn't it the same when you die?

Zhu Xiaolan squeezed her phone tightly, and the sweat in her palms made the screen squirry. Once upon a time. She seemed to have heard such an argument before.

"You're a man, so you can't go out and do things seriously?"

"Even if you can't support your wife and daughter, you should learn to take care of your family. ”

"I give so much for this family, you can't change a little bit for me?"

"Even if it's a small salary, at least go out and do something. ”

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. … AP. What the hell is going to be?"

"I'm a layman, I can't understand your thoughts, you're incomparably rich in spirit!

"You're you and I'm me, we're all right!"

Every sentence came out of my mother's mouth, and at that time, Zhu Xiaolan felt that her mother was so terrible, why was she always so angry, why was she always scolding her father? Dad always sat on the sand, didn't say a word, and just looked at the things in his hand. Or TV, or books, or newspapers. Every time this happens, my mother becomes even more furious.

"I'm a psychopath, and no one listens to what I say!"

Zhu Xiaolan felt that her mother was really neurotic. Dad is very good and doesn't care about him. But now she knows her mother's pain, a person who is opposite to her at home every day is always perfunctory, and you don't even know what he really thinks if you don't say a word to you. One seems to be talking to himself and competing with himself. Mom sang a one-man show. A person's anger, rage, and rage can't shake his father for half a point, but one day Zhu Xiaolan saw a different father.

"Xiaolan. Daddy is going to make a lot of money!"

Zhu Xiaolan remembered that when her father said this, her face was full of sunshine. Sunlight, to the ground, is sunlight, just like a rare sunshine in this city. After that kind of sunshine, my mother gradually fell silent, she no longer spoke loudly in front of others, and only grabbed Zhu Xiaolan and talked endlessly when there was no one at home.

"It's not that your dad can't earn it, but he doesn't want to earn it with me!"

"Your dad is a jerk!"

Zhu Xiaolan walked hard, the sun shining on her body, but her heart was cold.

She held up her phone to look at her mother's phone and pressed it hard.

"What's the matter with you?" Mom's voice was still as straight as that, "how long has it been since you called me?"

Zhu Xiaolan called "Mom" but couldn't speak!

Wang Guixiang sighed, "Say, what's the matter?"

Zhu Xiaolan opened her mouth, looked at the crowd walking by, and said, "Mom, how did you want to divorce your father in the first place?"

Wang Guixiang's breathing was far away from the phone, "Your dad is a useless person, why don't you leave?"

"Dad had an affair before you left, right?!" Zhu Xiaolan whispered.

Wang Guixiang sneered, "What I originally thought was to meet such a man who can't support his family, count me unlucky, I will earn more money myself, and he will comfort and comfort me; Who knew that he said he was going out to earn money for a more useless woman, hey, this man is clearly bullying people!"

Zhu Xiaolan didn't dare to say good things for her father.

"He clearly doesn't have me in his heart, and it's just an excuse that he doesn't have the ability to make money, he is very diligent in front of that woman, but he is not reluctant to let her do anything! It's not interesting to keep it, it's better to live alone!" Wang Guixiang said coldly, "What's wrong with Lin Shengzhuo?"

Zhu Xiaolan didn't know how to tell her mother.

"I know you don't like you, but you're my daughter, with the same personality as me, and you recognize death. I'll tell you what to do, it's all empty words, anyway, you have an idea in your own heart, but don't worry about anything. You have a house and a job, no matter how bad it is, it's just one less man!"

Zhu Xiaolan smiled, and her heart warmed a little. "If you think too much, it's yourself who suffers. Wang Guixiang sighed.

Zhu Xiaolan thought of her mother's small moaning in the night, it was her mother who really suffered! Zhu Xiaolan thought, this person is really hard to say, mother is the pillar of the family, but she and her father don't like mother; father is just an ornament at home, but she has the deepest feelings for her father, mother is like a passerby, looking at the joys and sorrows of others, but no one knows about the inner torment, a person is said to be crazy by the people closest to him, that feeling, Zhu Xiaolan thinks that it is a hundred times more uncomfortable than her own heart now!

Zhu Xiaolan hung up the phone and walked on the street, and the hot wind came out again and again.

Lin Shengjie threw all the warehouse records on the table, and he calmed down after a person leaked, but he was very worried. He slowly picked up the books on the ground, cleaned the dust and placed them neatly on the table, went to the top of the building, and stood for a long time. There was a huge roar next to his ears, and there was dust drifting from his nose, Lin Shengjie stretched out his hand to grab one, and slowly let go of his hand but there was nothing. People, is it just a floating dust?

As night fell, the workers left work one after another, and the night lights on the tower cranes were lit up. Lin Shengjie moved his sore legs, walked downstairs, and went to the warehouse to have a look. The lights in the warehouse were on, and Lin Shengjie heard the laughter of several people from afar, some familiar and some unfamiliar. He stood at the dark staircase and smoked, not in a hurry to get in.

After a while, the three of them hooked their shoulders and came out, Lin Shengjie crumpled the cigarette in his hand, walked out, and said with a smile, "Lao Zhang, you haven't gotten off work yet?"

Lao Zhang was obviously stunned, looked at the people on both sides in a panic, and said embarrassedly, "Mr. Lin, I'm going to eat, let's eat, let's eat together!"

Lin Shengjie looked at the smiling director on the left, and then at the project manager of another company on the right, who couldn't hold back the smile, and said lightly: "I'll come to see how the workers' lives are, just take a look, you're busy!" After speaking, he waved his hand over the three of them and pushed open the leaky wooden door of the warehouse.

Lao Zhang and the two looked at each other, and the director came back to his senses and beckoned the two to leave.

Lin Shengjie lost the cigarette residue in his hand, and he was furious in his heart, he was really too deceitful, if he didn't do something else, he wouldn't be Lin Shengjie! He smiled coldly in his heart, took the car keys downstairs, moved two cases of beer and some snacks from the nearby city, got into the car, and drove back to the construction site.

Life on the construction site was boring, and when Lin Shengjie moved the wine and vegetables into the workers' dormitory, many people happily came to pick them up, and he warmly beckoned the big workers to come over to drink and eat.

Lin Shengjie sighed, "I also know the hard work of workers, so I will pay you every month's salary on time, I think that since I am so tired, I can take more money and have a thought in my heart!" After speaking, Lin Shengjie paid attention to the expressions of several people.

The four big workers looked at each other, as if they were all dissatisfied, Lin Shengjie knew in his heart that the old Zhang Ding had not paid the workers' wages on time. He pretended not to know and said, "The company has decided to speed up the construction period, so it may be inevitable to work overtime, do you see if there are any other requirements?"

Several people looked at each other and did not speak.

Lin Shengjie smiled "haha" and said: "It's hard for you to say, right? There must be overtime wages for overtime, can the company still treat you badly? Besides, this project is a key project of the company, and I will come to supervise the progress in the future, and I will meet every day, and I want you to take more care of it." ”

Several people praised each other, drank the wine, ate all the dishes, and then reluctantly went to freshen up and sleep.

Lin Shengjie walked out of the dormitory, blowing the night breeze, and the person was sober.

"Mr. Lin!" a voice called him tentatively, and when he turned around, he saw one of the more clever masters.

Lin Shengjie grabbed the man's hand, and the two hid in the night and whispered for a long time.