After more than an hour of tossing, the study room can barely be regarded as a little appearance, although it is not as neat and clean as before, but at least it can be used, which is enough for me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After more than an hour, I was half tired to death, and I wanted to have a cup of coffee to refresh myself, but as soon as I walked to the kitchen and saw the coffee machine placed there, I felt troubled again, and finally had to give up.

I was listless, sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze. Right now, I'm not interested in anything, including writing, I just want to just lie on the couch and have a good rest.

Tossed to exhaustion, I lay on the sofa, turned my head to the side by the window, looked at the storm outside the window, and couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "This is a day with no assistant, the gap is really big!" Fortunately, this typhoon will only take a day or two, and when the typhoon passes, this girl should come back to work in the summer, and I don't have to be so crazy at that time! ”

As soon as I said this sentence in my heart, I suddenly realized something, and at this moment I finally remembered what happened yesterday. The scenes I had ignored yesterday came out of my mind as if they had been promised, and began to play out in my brain like a slideshow.

Thinking about it, the originally lazy expression on my face began to become nervous at this time, and when I recalled the scene when I left angrily in the summer, I unconsciously muttered to myself: "This is not true, is it?" ”

"What isn't true?" The white-haired old man's voice floated out of the kitchen.

As if it was set, the white-haired old man would always appear suddenly at such a time, without any warning. But for me, who I'm used to, it's not a big deal.

At this time, I didn't have any leisure to pay attention to the white-haired old man, but continued to think about what happened yesterday.

"Drink, freshly cooked!" The white-haired old man put a cup of coffee in front of me.

I glanced at the coffee, then looked up at the white-haired old man, "I'm thinking about things, can you not bother me?" ”

"What are you thinking? Let's hear it. ”

I was already distraught, glanced at the white-haired old man, and then said, "Why do you have to take care of everything?" ”

The white-haired old man smiled, walked to the window, looked out the window and said, "It's so stormy outside, I have nothing to do when I'm idle, so I can only come to sit with you, and care about you by the way." ”

"Concerned about me? I'm sorry, I don't need you to care. ”

The white-haired old man turned his head to look at me, "You, you always refuse other people's kindness thousands of miles away, why is this difficult?" ”

"Good intentions? Thank you! Don't you know how to read minds? What was I thinking, wouldn't you just use your mind reading skills to read it? There was a palpable impatience in my words at this time.

The white-haired old man, as usual, was not angry at all, looked back at the window for a moment, and then paced to leave.

When the white-haired old man walked in front of me, he stopped and whispered, "The assistant is not easy to find, and it is used and cherished!" ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately felt depressed, and replied helplessly, "Old man, after doing it for a long time, I thought you were going to say something incisive, but it turned out to be such a sentence, or copied from someone else, it's really enough!" ”

"It doesn't matter if it's original or not, just get the meaning!" With that, the white-haired old man slowly left.

The white-haired old man is the most unbearable thing for me, not because he is always elusive and uninvited, but because this old man always likes to play tricks in front of me. He always looked like he had seen everything through, as if all my affairs were under his control. But every time in front of me, he deliberately didn't say it thoroughly, always saying half hidden and half hiding, and letting me guess by myself, which was really depressing.

But now is not the time to pay attention to the gray-haired old man, and the top priority is to contact the summer first.

I hurriedly took out my phone and dialed the summer number. After waiting patiently for more than ten seconds, the call was connected.

"Hey!" Summer's voice came from the other end of the phone, and it sounded a little hoarse.

"It's me, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

I was silent on my phone for a few seconds, and then asked, "Yesterday, you said you quit, is it true?" ”

"Yes, I officially resign." Summer didn't hesitate on the other end of the phone, her tone was calm and her words were concise.

When I heard Summer's reply, I began to get anxious, "Don't! If you have any questions, we can sit down and discuss them slowly! ”

"Nothing to discuss, so be it!" Summer's tone was unusually cold, and after finishing speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

I held my phone, staring at the words "the call has ended" on the phone screen in a daze, and my mind went blank, "Damn! What is the situation! ”

Sitting on the couch and silent for a while, I picked up my phone again and dialed the summer call again.

This time I didn't have to wait long before the call was immediately connected.

It's just that as soon as the phone is connected, I hear this sentence from the other end of the phone, "Needless to say, this matter is over!" ”

Before I could speak, the phone was immediately hung up.

Summer's resolute attitude on the other end of the phone didn't give me even a chance to explain, no, according to the current situation, Summer was planning not to even give me a chance to speak.

At this time, I was completely confused, since I became famous, I have shaken my face to others, and this is the first time I have encountered others to show me, which makes me feel a little at a loss.

"Grass! Grass! Grass! "I began to scold the street, the fire in my heart, I am a man with strong self-esteem, I have always been in a high posture, but at this moment I was trampled under the feet of the little assistant next to me, and my mentality was instantly unbalanced.

"Love to do it!" I yelled and threw my phone on the couch.

I was hung up by Summer twice in a row, and I was arrogant, where did I suffer from this anger. I held back the fire in my stomach, and there was no place to vent, so I could only sit on the sofa angrily.

As the minutes ticked by, the home was unusually quiet, and no movement could be heard except for the sound of wind and rain crashing on the windows.

As time passed, my anger began to fade as well. After the emotions gradually calmed down, reason once again took the initiative.

At this moment, I have clearly understood the seriousness of the problem. Yesterday I finally found inspiration and was about to do something big, but at this time something went wrong again, which is not a good sign. If this matter is not handled well, it is likely to affect my writing progress.