Walking out of the editor-in-chief's office, Lin Mingyang's mood was as dark as the gloomy sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Six years ago, Lin Mingyang, who had just graduated from college, came to this city that carries the glory and dreams of many people with the dream of going out and the last travel fee given by his family in his pocket. Like many foreigners who have just joined the city, Lin Mingyang is deeply impressed by the atmosphere and vitality of Shanghai, an international metropolis, and he firmly believes that this is the stage for him to realize his dreams.

Mr. Lin soon found a steady job at a Shanghai tabloid, where he was assigned to the entertainment department, where he was responsible for writing reviews for some of the most recently released films. With good writing and cutting-edge comments, Lin Mingyang quickly became a little famous in the small circle of Shanghai film critics.

After four years of struggle, Lin Mingyang went from an intern journalist to a veteran film critic and became the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper's entertainment section. In this crowded building, he finally has his first office, and the boom in his career seems to indicate that his life is moving in a good direction.

When Shanghai's housing prices began to show signs of rising, many people around him persuaded him to buy a house quickly. But Lin Mingyang, who is still a little young and vigorous, does not want to tie his life to a house so quickly, the key is that he has confidence in the country's property market control policy, and the political axe will not ignore the people's livelihood.

But the crazy rise in housing prices has made Lin Mingyang more and more unable to understand the city, or the country that is addicted to the price game of the property market. No matter how determined he was, the city's housing prices had risen to a point he couldn't afford.

The family kept urging him to get married as soon as possible, but he didn't have a house or a car, and Lin Mingyang repeatedly hit a wall in the process of looking for his girlfriend. The high cost of living and high housing prices have made more foreigners like Lin Mingyang who have nothing to rely on in Shanghai choose to leave the city. Several young people in the newspaper who are in the same situation as Lin Mingyang have resigned and left, although Lin Mingyang gets more than 2,000 yuan more than them every month, but the reality is still cruel to him.

The newspaper made a reservation for him, but Lin Mingyang had already decided to leave the city, and his parents had already contacted a newspaper for him in a small inland town, although Lin Mingyang's salary after returning was less than half of what it is now, but the housing prices in the small town were less than a quarter of Shanghai.

In terms of career prospects, the small town in my hometown is certainly not comparable to Shanghai, but the pressure I will face in the future life is also very different. Between ideal and reality, Lin Mingyang had to make a painful choice.

The elevator went down to the 15th floor, the door opened, and in walked in a tall young woman with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, long black hair tied back, and a delicate makeup on her face. Lin Mingyang leaned on the corner of the elevator, because he didn't know each other, the other party deliberately kept a certain distance from him after entering the elevator, but the faint smell of perfume emanating from her body was still unnaturally drilling into Lin Mingyang's nostrils in this cramped space.

This elevator is only for the exclusive use of newspaper insiders, looking at the other party's face, Lin Mingyang seemed to have nothing to do on the surface, but he muttered in his heart, who is this?

In his memory, there seemed to be no such person in the newspaper, neither the editor nor the reporter, who seemed to find such an unfamiliar face. The moment the elevator door slowly closed, Lin Mingyang suddenly remembered someone.

"It's the new editor Chen of the fashion version!" Lin Mingyang was able to climb to his current position at a young age, and the various news circulating in the office was naturally very well-informed, not to mention that the newspaper office occupied four floors in the building, but there were more than 100 people at full capacity. It is said that the fashion edition recently spent a lot of effort to recruit a responsible editor from another magazine, and Lin Mingyang has never encountered it before. If nothing else, it should be the well-dressed beauty in front of me.

"Who are you?" The other party frowned slightly, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

Lin Mingyang smiled politely and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Lin Mingyang, who is in charge of the entertainment version, and I can be regarded as half of Editor Chen's colleague!" ”

"It turned out to be Editor-in-Chief Lin, hello!" The newly transferred editor Chen smiled very gently, shook Lin Mingyang lightly and then quickly withdrew her hand, this cautious action showed her very delicate mind.

"What a careful woman!" Lin Mingyang secretly gave such a definition to this new colleague who met for the first time.

"Editor-in-chief Lin just now seems to have mentioned the statement of 'half a colleague', I don't understand it a little!" Maybe he felt that the cold way of meeting colleagues in the elevator was a little depressing, and when he saw Lin Mingyang and didn't say anything, the reserved editor Chen took the initiative to provoke the conversation.

"I just resigned, so the title of editor-in-chief, Editor Chen can be removed from my head!" Lin Mingyang deliberately made a very casual expression on his face to cover up the loss in his heart.

"I see!" A somewhat regretful expression appeared on her face, "Editor-in-Chief Lin has found a more suitable position elsewhere?" ”

"Sort of!" Lin Mingyang felt that the smile on his face was somewhat indescribably bitter.

After all, it is someone's personal problem, after seeing that Lin Mingyang is unwilling to talk more about this issue, Editor Chen is not asking, the elevator falls down steadily, in order to avoid embarrassment, she moved her eyes to the button on the elevator floor.

Seeing that the number indicating the location of the floor had just become 10, there was a sudden buzzing sound from the elevator, as if something had been torn off suddenly, and then the lights in the elevator went out instantly, and then slammed away, in the darkness, Lin Mingyang only felt that a soft body had crashed into his arms, and before he had time to have other thoughts, the entire elevator was sinking rapidly like a derailed train, and the stabbing sound around him continued to stimulate Lin Mingyang's eardrums.

It wasn't until there was a slight tremor in his arms and the fragrance of the other party's hair came from his nostrils that Lin Mingyang reacted at this time, and it was the beautiful colleague he had just met for less than a minute in his arms.

In the dark, you can only see the number of floors indicating that the numbers are decreasing downward, 10th floor, 9th floor, 8th floor, 7th floor... This kind of free-fall fall is more stimulating to people's hearts than a roller coaster, not to mention the weak woman in his arms, even the young and strong Lin Mingyang is also earthy, cold sweat, he can even imagine what kind of scene it will be when the elevator falls at such a height under the action of gravitational acceleration.

When he saw that the beating number was about to become "1", Lin Mingyang closed his eyes in despair.

At that moment, the only regret in Lin Mingyang's heart was that he had already held the person in his arms, but he didn't know the full name of the person until he died.

(Special statement: non-double wear, it seems that this is starting to be misleading!) ）

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