I don't believe in superstition, saying that Zhao Qinhan wants to take me away. I think I was just overthinking and had hysteria for a short time.

I was still very weak after I recovered from my illness, and I suffered from dizziness due to long-term dehydration. I never had the courage to open the manuscript and suicide note left to me by Zhao Qinhan, and I didn't dare to read it again. However, both Xingfeng and the eldest sister have seen it, and told me that he feels very guilty about me, and hopes that I can forgive him for his selfishness after his death.

Probably he explained to his parents in his suicide note what he did and the ins and outs of Qiuqiu, and after I recovered from my illness, I received a call from Aunt Gu, who said to me on the phone: "We all know everything, think about it, and you shouldn't be blamed for this matter." It's only to blame our little man for being too persistent in things and taking it seriously, maybe it's because we have given too few setbacks since we were young, which is why he has such a paranoid character. The little man is gone, and there is no hope for the two of us to live. Xiaoshu, if you are still willing to recognize us, we are also willing to treat Qiuqiu as a grandson, I hope you have time to come and see us, and take Qiuqiu with you ......"

When I heard the old man say such things to me, I no longer had a reason to refuse, and I promised Aunt Gu that I would bring Qiuqiu to visit them once a month in the future, so that they would not worry.

I couldn't attend Zhao Qinhan's funeral because I was sick, and after that, everyone tacitly stopped mentioning these things that made me sad in front of me, and I had the impression that when I was sick, there was always a familiar person by my side to take care of me, and he had an extremely familiar breath on him, which was also the reason why I woke up later.

I thought it was my delusion, because after I recovered from my illness, no one dared to mention the things when I was sick around me, and no one mentioned Zhao Qinhan, even if I mentioned those things in the past, they were just a brushstroke, as if I was afraid of arousing my sadness again, for fear that my emotions would be strongly stimulated again.

I gradually came out of this period of grief on my own, and in the process, I received one letter after another from Beijing. The first letter was delivered to me by the postman because the sender had written the wrong address, and when I opened it, there was no signature or title on it, but only one or two sentences in neat block script written in black pen, with one or two encouraging words written on it.

I don't know who sent it, but since then I've received one of these letters every three days. I asked the postman what was going on, and the postman said he didn't know what was going on, he was just doing what he was told.

Letters are delivered early in the morning, and each message is different, and each stamp is different. I don't know who has taken such a romantic and aesthetic approach to me or to others in such a fast-paced age. Because the letter was not signed, I had no idea if it was addressed to me or anyone else.

However, the above words make me feel a different kind of warmth and strength every day. I asked the postman if he could find out how the sender could find out, and the postman was a well-known middle-aged romantic uncle in town, and he smiled and said, "Why bother, don't be so serious in life, just enjoy this comfort steadily."

The uncle's words made me almost suspect that such a romance was done by him, because the uncle had not been married for many years, and when he was young, he was a famous prodigal son in our Panjia Town, and he used to have many women, and then he gradually settled down when he got older, and volunteered to take the hard job of the postman. It's really possible that he would do such a thing. But if it was really him, then the glimmer of beauty in my heart couldn't help but be disillusioned. In terms of age, my uncle's age is a whole round older than me.

I began to look forward to the arrival of the letter, which lasted for about a month, and one day the words on the letter suddenly changed from a warm and inspirational motto to a sentence: "I heard that you are looking for a waiter there, can I ask me?"

This line of words is written in cursive font, and the font style looks very handsome, and it looks like a man's pen. This time, the letter actually marked the address of the reply, somewhere in Beijing's Chaoyang District. When I saw the address, I was immediately happy, so I really wrote back to him, and the letter also had no signature, no title, only two simple words: "Yes."

In addition, I have attached a smiley face after the word. I have to say that since I received such a letter every day, my originally heavy heart has gradually lightened a lot, and I suddenly realized that there are still many insignificant things in life that can make people feel beautiful.

Three days later, I received a reply from him with just one sentence: "Haha, I'm kidding you", followed by a big smiley face attached to the letter.

At this time, I have already started to recruit waiters, because our catering has officially opened, and it is the stage of vigorous recruitment.

Because we promise a relatively high salary, and the benefits are perfect in all aspects, there are many applicants, so we held a special job fair, gathered everyone together for interviews one by one, and if suitable, they signed the labor agreement directly.

I looked through resumes in the office, and suddenly I saw an extremely familiar ID photo and a resume of an extremely familiar person.

I looked up in great surprise and asked Xiao Wu, "Why did this person recruit him?"

"Mr. Pan, he said that he knows you, likes our corporate culture very much, and wants to come to work with us." Xiao Wu hurriedly said.

"What position is he applying for?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Waiter."

What the?! When I heard that it was this post, I almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. I hurriedly asked, "What else did he say?"

He said that he was down-to-earth and hardworking, could speak well, was very handsome, and would definitely be able to attract a lot of business if he worked as a waiter. I think he looks very smart, and he is really handsome...... That's why ......" Xiao Wu said as he spoke, his face flushed.

I looked at this resume speechlessly, looking at his picture on it. We went to take this ID photo together in the past, but I didn't expect him to keep it. I instinctively thought of him and the man who wrote to me, but the crooked words on his resume made me completely disillusioned. Besides, that person is in Beijing, how can it be Jin Yan?

"You let him in." I said to Xiao Wu.

After a while, Jin Yan knocked on the door and came in. This is the first time I've seen him in a long time. His hair was much shorter, he was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, and he looked like a man in his thirties, clearly like a recent graduate. I can see that he went to buy a down-to-earth dress for the interview, so that people can pick him.

When he saw me, he smiled wryly, stood in front of me and said, "Pan is always good."

"What are you doing here?" I stood up and asked coldly, "Can you please stop making trouble?" ”

"Are you feeling better? Look at you are still so thin. He didn't answer my words, but said to me with a calm gaze.

"You're applying for a waiter? Aren't you fooling around? I said with some annoyance.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. You can treat me as someone you don't know at all and start getting to know me all over again. I made up my mind to come and work as a waiter. Jin Yan said very seriously.

"You're a waiter? Do you know what a waiter's job does? Can you suffer that bitterly? I frowned, and I couldn't laugh or cry.

"I know, I had already been to Pizza Hut before I came, and as soon as I went to Pizza Hut, my business was full, because I was so handsome, and many girls came to visit." Jin Yan obviously seemed to be joking, but his tone was extremely serious and serious.

"Jin Yan!" I looked at him helplessly, and I said, "There's been a lot going on lately, and I don't want us to get tangled up anymore." Let go of each other and live their own lives, okay? ”

"Not good." Unexpectedly, he replied very resolutely, "I can't bear to let you hold on like this alone, you're too tired." For the rest of your life, you need to relax. ”

"Then don't show up to block me." I say.

"Okay, as long as you let me work here, whether it's washing dishes or sweeping the compound, I'm willing to do it. I just want to see you every day. He said.

"I don't want to see you." I said smirkedly.

"Then I'll stay away from you." He said.

"You came here to work as a waiter, don't you want your career?" I couldn't help but ask.

"I've made enough money, everything I should have solved has been solved, and all the revenge I should have taken is avenged. For the rest of my time, I want to cherish the most important people in my life. Whether she accepts me or not, I want to be by her side and spend it well with her. Jin Yan said.

These words used to move me, but now I don't feel much in my ears. The older a woman gets, the more deaf her ears become to the ears of love words, and the walls of her heart become stronger and stronger, and she is no longer so easily tempted by love words, and she no longer thinks about love as the first place.

I know that Jin Yan is the same as me, and he will never go back on what he has decided, and besides, the contract has been signed, and I have already stamped my name before I saw it at the beginning, and I can't deny it now. So, I asked HR to arrange for him to work as a waiter in the housekeeping department.

When I saw his tall body wearing a waiter's uniform, with short sleeves and pants, I felt angry and funny. Who would have thought that more than ten years ago, I met him as a waiter who was like a domineering president at that time; More than a decade later, he volunteered to be my waiter and turned me into his customer.

From this point of view, love sometimes really has the power to turn decay into magic, but it is like a fire that can easily burn everything to ashes. The most incomprehensible thing in this world is probably love.

(ps: Xiaoshu and Jin Yan said that I wish everyone a happy 520, and those who meet will meet again, I hope that each of us can get a full love.) ）