Chapter II

Every morning is a time when you can't part with your pillow. Shu Han sat on the bed, her hair was unkempt, her eyes were squinting and she didn't want to believe that the day had come, because the air conditioner at night blew her a little cold, she wrapped the quilt on her shoulders tighter, but this action of grabbing the quilt made sleepiness creep in again, so she fell down again. There was silence in the room, about five minutes passed, Shu Han got up again, his hair was still unkempt, his eyes were still worried, Shu Han rubbed his face vigorously with his hands to sober up. Soon after she got up, everyone got up one after another, brushing their teeth, washing their faces, and combing their hair...... Needless to say, a series of familiar things were sorted out and walked to the editorial office in a short time.

Shu Han likes the morning sun the most, it is warm but not as hot as noon, it is fresh and not as low as the sunset. She feels that love should be so fresh and warm. Along the way, I met colleagues with standard smiles on their faces, and everyone greeted the arrival of the new day with their fullest state. Shu Han's office position is the first table on the right hand side of the door, facing the quaint wooden window, and there is a pot of daffodils on the windowsill that I don't know who put there, which is the white that Shu Han likes, looking at it bathing in the sun, Shu Han also feels warm in his heart.

"The outside world is wonderful...... Shu Han was awakened by a rapid ringing of his mobile phone.

Min Min ...... Which one? ...... Damn, I forgot, change it right now! Shu Han put down the phone and hurriedly flipped out the article "She Took You" and thought about it, it had to be finalized at noon today, and she forgot about it. Morning! Xiaohan: Everyone greeted each other, and Shu Han responded politely. "Morning! Editor-in-Chief: "Huh? Why does this person call himself editor-in-chief so much? Shu Han raised his head and glanced at it hurriedly, realizing that it was the new male colleague who arrived yesterday, "Oh! Morning" and quickly lowered his head and read the manuscript! I don't know how long it took, the sunlight moved away from Shu Han's manuscript paper, Shu Han put down the pen and stretched, looking at other colleagues who were busy with their own work, and inadvertently turned his head and found that the new colleague yesterday was on his right hand, with a well-defined side face, his eyes lowered to look at the manuscript in his hand, his nose was not too high and not collapsed, his mouth was silently reading the words he saw, today he was wearing a plaid shirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of white sneakers, how does this figure look a little familiar? Perhaps sensing Shu Han's gaze, the boy turned his head to meet Shu Han's gaze. Shu Han was stunned, and hurriedly raised the corners of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Busy!" Without waiting for the other party's answer, he hurriedly sat up and began to consider the next article. The first time the four eyes were cleverly avoided by Shu Han.

"Zhao Han~~~" I saw the editorial supervisor Zhao Lao Da walking into the room with a leisurely step and speaking an authentic Yunnan accent, still dangling the poor pen between his fingers behind his back. Hearing his voice, everyone raised their heads in unison. At this time, the boy next to Shu Han stood up and said, "Director Zhao, morning!" What's the matter?" It turns out that this is the Zhao Han with the same name! Shu Han muttered silently in his heart. "Sit down~~ It's nothing, just to see if you're used to it, the two of us have the same surname." This Director Zhao is like this, and he always speaks unexpectedly. Zhao Han had no choice but to sit down with a smile, and Director Zhao said again: "Do you know that there is a very powerful editor in our editing room who has the same name as you?" Director Zhao sat on the blank table and looked at Zhao Han mysteriously. Before Zhao Han could react, Deng Jun's voice came: "Yes! You are Zhao Han, and the one next to you is Shu Han! After saying that, everyone looked at him with a smile. Ay! You're a Han, she's also a Han, and this autumn is cold enough! Director Zhao's words amused everyone, Shu Han only lowered his head and smiled casually, and didn't look at Zhao Han's expression. I thought that these colleagues always like to make some marginal jokes, and they don't think much about it.

Shu Han didn't know how long he had been writing, he picked up the cup on the table and wanted to drink water but found that the cup was empty, so he got up to pick it up, but the empty bucket was also heated by the sun, and there was not a drop of water.

"Brother Han! Go change the water! Zhao Han, who was bowing his head to catch up with the draft, was interrupted by the voice of his buddy Liu Xin. Only to find that Shu Han was standing by the water dispenser with an empty cup, Zhao Han hurriedly put down the pen in his hand and approached the water dispenser in three steps and two steps to change the bucket quickly, Shu Han watched all this happen quickly and ended, Zhao Han quickly took the cup in Shu Han's hand and handed it to her. She blinked and said, "Thank you!" This is the first time to look at him so closely, handsome short hair, smiling eyes, the sun shines on his shoulders through the prism, and the cotton of the plaid shirt makes people feel warmer, the two of them just looked at him for a few seconds, and then they were embarrassed to return to their respective positions, I don't know what kind of person Shu Han is in Zhao Han's heart? However, Shu Han was very sure that the figure under the cover of that night must be him, and he was the only one here who made Shu Han feel as fresh and warm as the sun.

The days still go on, writing, receiving, and thinking about the manuscript, it seems that there is no difference, but Shu Han, a child looking for sunshine, finally feels a little warmer, she can see his warm and clear smile every day, and she can receive some flavorful manuscripts from his hands every day, and she will discuss a certain phenomenon or point of view with her heart, and the tacit cooperation with each other makes her feel very happy! But she was always like this, her face was not commensurate with her heart, like a moth to a fire that always hides in a dark corner before it pounces into the light. But with such a good friend, Shu Han still feels really happy.