"Sexuality, sexuality, big news, big news!" Before entering the pantry, Qingwu's voice had already made the colleagues on the side come quickly.

"Tell me? Who has changed sex? I haven't had any colleagues go to Thailand recently!"

"Ride the wind, ride the wind, do you know? He actually apologized to his colleagues, and then the two colleagues in the marketing department did not leave. I just saw that they were seriously arranging their work on business, and when I asked, they said it themselves, and Chengfeng went to them in person, and after apologizing, they thought about it and came back. However, Chengfeng finally said that the salary for two days of leave should still be deducted."

"No, it won't! Did he really apologize?"

"That's big news."

"What's so strange about having to apologize for doing something wrong?" Su is mouth pouted to answer, but he was still a little happy in his heart, maybe he made a decision after listening to his own advice!

"Of course it's weird? He's going to apologize to someone like he's going to make a love affair one day."

"Hmph." Su is made tea and left, leaving colleagues to continue gossiping.

"Alas, it's going to rain, I can't stop it, there are a lot of strange things today, maybe I'm going to fall in love with the wind. Otherwise, the change is so big?"

"Won't it?"

"No, it won't!"

When normal people face something difficult to accept, they will have a set of relatively reasonable ways to vent their emotions, such as crying, talking to friends, drinking, etc.

But a man like Chengfeng chooses to resort to violence, in Su Shi's view, losing his temper is a kind of violence whether it is to himself or others, which shows that he cannot reasonably regulate his emotions and actions, and can only vent his emotions in such an extreme way. This indicates not only that he has a great emotion, but also that his emotion regulation mechanism is underwhelming.

Su wrote down the incident in his diary, and when he looked a few pages further, he found that he was mentioned quite a lot. Closing the diary, he hurriedly said to himself, "Don't think about it, don't think about it, write less about this name in the future."

Many times even Su is self-understanding doesn't understand, but the throbbing of that moment has an eternity.

The phone rang, and it was still the word Chengfeng.

"What a hell of a life!" Su Yes's movements are faster than his mouth, so these words were heard by the other party.

"Am I a ghost? Have you say hello like this? It's really different, okay, those two employees don't leave, and they won't bother your human resources department, satisfied?"

"Well, I heard about it at the company today, are you doing a good job, how's it going? What do you want to say to me?" Su felt that the first time he apologized to someone, there must have been a lot of summing up and thanking her and the like.

"Didn't you just say that? It won't cause you any more trouble." Chengfeng had already hung up the phone, and Su didn't react to Didi's phone half-ringing.

"Cut, it's still that kind of morality, what kind of attitude."

"I'm a fairy, I'm not angry." Su comforted herself to sleep, but her mind was still a little messy, and she especially wanted to listen to songs, but she forced herself not to turn on the music, pulled open half of the curtains, and suddenly remembered a person.

Previously lived in Shenghu Lake across from the dormitory building. About his awakening, I heard from my colleagues one after another. Maybe he changed his mobile phone number, anyway, Su didn't reply after sending a few messages, and she didn't have the courage to ask other colleagues about his new number. After all, with such a painting of feelings, Su is still a little evasive and cautious in it.

Perhaps at that time, with simple innocence, it was necessary to exchange the courage to grow up at this time!

Some people, who have been here for a while, but she misses him for the rest of her life. His name is Shenghu.

In the office the next morning, Su kept writing this sentence on a tissue, of course, she didn't write Shenghu's sentence, just repeated the previous text.

"What do you write? See?" Male colleague Jiang Hai came over and took the shredded paper towel on the desk and read it.

"Sichun, girl."

"It looks like I'm really in love."

In the teasing of male colleagues, Mingyu's sunny face was missing.

"Can you read poetry? Is this obviously a broken love?" Mingyu said word by word, attracting onlookers from Chen Qiu and other female colleagues.

"Alright, guys, what's the fun of studying my tissues? Really. Boredom is not boring."

"It's really boring enough, or, you just let us talk! Tell me?" Qing Wu really came closer and asked.

"What's there to talk about? I'm really fine, you just think I'm a poet and write scribble, right? Besides, you're invading my privacy like this." Sue said to everyone with a smile.

"Poetry? That's not right."

"What's wrong? Do you know poetry?" Su is looking at Mingyu asked.

"Your poetry is usually to pick the day, the rainy day, see, now, is the sunny day good? Where did you get your poems? It means that you have someone in you who has inspiration, not because of the weather." Mingyu's analysis made some sense, and Su is shrugged, "Okay, whatever you say is what you say!"

"No, then we say if you like someone, you don't deny it?" Qing Wu asked.

"You don't really like Mingyu, do you?" Chen Qiu's words seemed to be asked deliberately. But seeing that Mingyu didn't blush, Su gave him a blank look and motioned for him to explain. But Mingyu didn't appreciate it at all, and laughed with everyone.

"Is it riding the wind?" Qingwu's mouth is fast, unlike Chen Qiu, but this question, presumably Chen Qiu wants to know the answer.

"It's all right, every male colleague guess it, I said, am I only talking about workplace love in your eyes? I can't have friends of the opposite sex outside? Male classmates or something?" Su is eyes looked at Chen Qiu, suddenly a little stunned, and deliberately picked up the topic.

"Amazing, amazing, yes, yes, how can our talented women only be pursued by our colleagues?"

"I'm just my male classmate, hahaha." Qing Wu was happy to herself.

"Isn't it the last time I came to write you a love letter, what age is it, and the male classmate still writes letters, and then it doesn't work out, right?"

"What era? It's because of the letter that it is so precious, understand?" A sentence seemed to poke Su Shi's heart, and she became excited all of a sudden.

"Now we don't want to hear your story at all, we just want to see the letter that Mai received, take it and let us enjoy it, okay? I'm also good at writing letters to my female classmates."

"Okay, there's a sentence in it anyway that says, your dimples don't have alcohol," Kiyo Dance began to try to remember.

"Your dimples don't have wine, but I'm drunk like a dog." Sue is helping her answer.

"Wouldn't it? Are you peeking?"

Didn't he make it himself? I just read it in a magazine last month." Su couldn't cry or laugh, obviously destroying the image of the male classmate in Qingwu's heart, "However, Qingwu, it is also intentional to be able to copy love letters and send them, and those men who are too lazy to write letters and can only make phone calls are stronger."

"Early in the morning, don't you have to work? What are you doing around a bunch." When Ouyang Key passed, everyone began to disperse.

Su is still unable to concentrate on work. After all, when it comes to writing letters, she is the most vocal, but unfortunately she doesn't want to speak.

For the rest of my life, it's best to have you, and the worst is to remember.

Her memories are the imaginary "ten-year covenant."

Until then, all feelings she refused.

Her current mood is complicated, especially longing for love, especially longing for meeting, but especially afraid of coming. As for why she was afraid, she couldn't say.

It has been said that the whole point of life is to find the person you really love among all living beings. But the sea of people is vast, even if there is a momentary heartbeat, in the end it is disturbed by cowardice, and everything can only start from scratch.

And fate has always been a naughty child, it will make two people come to the same place at an imperfect moment, and such an encounter also makes a story.

And Sue's story only began after the disappearance of Shenghu Lake.

It was precisely when everything had passed that she would occasionally begin to miss him.

"Sue is, you're a dog, right?"

"You're a dog!"

"No, I ask you about the zodiac."

"What's wrong?"

"What does the three-headed dog read? There's an employee's name here."

"Hey, it's not called a dog, it's a dog, okay? Read it the same way as the mark."

"It seems to be a dog, and the whole company knows how to read it."

"Dead Mingyu, what are you talking about."

"It's nothing, bother you, you continue to write poems and write poems."

Who's to say it isn't? Su is in the mood to write poetry.

Originally, girlish feelings are always poetry!