The first time I went to L's new company, it was sunny.

At this time, it seemed that I had no other reason to refuse the better position and conditions they offered me, but after talking to their HR sister, I felt that my current position was more suitable for my development.

L asked me, "What do you want to do in the future?" If you have the opportunity, consider coming to me, don't bury talents. He still understands me, and he didn't say anything like "how much does it cost, you can make a price". L's new company and our company are both bulls in the industry, regardless of the middle and uncle, each with its own advantages. But to be honest, I despise those female managers who rely on male bosses to take the position, no matter what their ability, are always gossiped and criticized behind the scenes. Moreover, this industry circle is very small, and professionals must take care of their feathers, otherwise the reputation will stink. Besides, my current treatment and career development prospects are very good, and I have accumulated good contacts, and the leader in charge S will also give me the green light. It's good that I'm independent and grow step by step, so there's no need to take this risk.

People who don't know the story of me and L, if they learn about our relationship, they will definitely take it for granted that it is a cliché such as "a female white-collar worker charms a well-known corporate executive to be a junior and seek a high position".

When I left their company after the interview that day, I didn't call to meet L, he was very busy, I just bumped into him when I passed by the door of his office, and both of them pretended not to know each other (I specifically asked him not to deliberately arrange a reception). The identity is different, and his outfit in the workplace is more orthodox and stylish, which is rare to see. I don't believe he doesn't fascinate people, there is definitely a queue of in their company, this married young boss, and then, he's mine - I snickered to myself. Maybe it's in the eyes of a lover?

I thought about it for a while, and just sent him a WeChat message: "You're still so handsome." ”

After a while he replied, "Of course. ”

I laughed and said, "Stinky fart." The correct answer should be: You're still that pretty. Teach you how to coax women, and I'll keep the account of the tuition. ”

There was a time before when he replied to me depending on his mood. At that time, I was still secretly in love with him, always worried, sad or excited about what he said or not. Every time I send him a message, I have to think about whether and how he will reply, but the result is always unsatisfactory. Later, it developed to the point that he would be so nervous that he couldn't press the call button before calling him, and he was worried that he wouldn't know what to do after he connected.

This is not a normal relationship.

Even if you like each other very much, you don't have to be so wronged by yourself. Later I learned to be emotionally self-controlled, and I also learned to communicate well (I would choose the right way to tell him at the right time: in some cases, I don't like him not to reply to my messages). L will respect me, become more proactive, and we will get along and communicate more harmoniously and naturally.

I didn't expect us to quarrel.

I said that I am a bit of an obsessive-compulsive person, and after I heard about the latest personnel changes in the local company that L was in charge of, I suddenly felt a kind of sensitivity in my back. Although I have basically dispelled the possibility that mm (I call her C) who posted before is L's former colleague, I am still unwilling to knock on the side to seek confirmation from the party: "I heard that C has changed jobs?" I've always admired her, but I don't know where she went. ”

At this time, I had just gotten into his car in front of a coffee shop near Company L, ready to go to dinner together. That day, I was radiant, I cleaned myself up very beautifully, I wore a long black skirt, my long hair was tied up at will, and when I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but say to myself: "This is really the best time in my life......" There are young men on the subway who take the initiative to give up their seats.

L said while driving: "She asked my opinion before, and now she should be preparing to go to XX company." ”

"Why are you leaving?"

"It's boring."

I felt a little uncomfortable, and I was silent for a while and said softly: "I read a very infatuated post on the Internet, and I thought she wrote it." ”

"About what?" L indicates interest.

I was bored and didn't want to tell him, so I said, "Nothing." ”

He asked him a few more times, but I kept silent. Suddenly, I noticed that his face was gloomy and unhappy.

Your sister! Why are you! What the hell are you two about?

I'm angry.

L drove like a child, slammed on the accelerator, changed lanes randomly, and startled the cars around me to honk their horns, which scared me, but I stubbornly didn't want to talk to him. The air in the car was hot like a bomb full of gunpowder, and L seemed to be eager to chase after him.

I didn't figure it out in the end, the meal was very irritable, and both of them bowed their heads and were silent, and they were quick to decide. Then there was still nothing to say, L drove the car directly to the nearest subway entrance, intending to leave me here. I scolded my mother in my heart, thinking that this grandson bullied me like a little girl again. I didn't get out of the car, and after sitting for a long time, I asked him, "Why are you angry?" ”

L snorted, "I'm not angry. You get out of the car. ”

I stared at his face and said, "Tell me why you're angry." ”

After repeating this repeatedly, he indignantly struggled out a sentence: "I hate it most in my life when people talk to me halfway and then don't say it!" I can tell you're not kidding, I don't like you like that. ”

I didn't understand what he was angry about, whether he was emphasizing the first half of the sentence or the second half of the sentence - if it was the second half, the meaning would be profound. He's angry at me for framing a good woman in his eyes? Think I'm sinister behind my back? Anyway, at that time, I thought to myself, no matter why, for another woman to be so atmospheric, Nima and I will not kneel and lick unprincipledly. What if you are a weak heart? The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, nodded and said, "Okay, understood, goodbye." He got out of the car.

When I got on the subway and saw my depressed reflection in the glass of the carriage, I felt that I was blind to my outfit today.

Of course, I had to figure out the situation immediately before I could make a decision—I used some small tricks that were not worth mentioning, and the result was that I was completely untenable in my suspicions about his relationship with men and women. I still don't trust L very much, but he doesn't notice it, and is really angry that I swallowed it back halfway through the sentence - although it's a bit of a fuss and inexplicable.

After a few days of the Cold War, I thought it was time for him to lose his breath, so he called over: "Hey, are you still angry?" You're going to have an early menopause. ”

"Well, yes, what's the matter?" He still pretended to ignore the bombing tone, and I couldn't help but laugh when I thought that he was probably in the toilet with the door closed and his voice lowered. I don't know if the other employees of their company can imagine that their boss still has this virtuous side.

"Can we not quarrel as soon as we meet? It's rare to see it once. I enlightened him very gently, "How do I know that you get angry because you don't finish your sentence, and I'm not a roundworm in your stomach." If you have any opinions about me in the future, you can just mention it, I can change it, why bother to hurt my body. ”

The childish L was waiting for a step, and he immediately "forgiven" me.

Since it has nothing to do with C, it's even more bizarre. I recalled that he was so angry in the car that his eyes were red, which was a little scary. I guess he must have been hurt by this issue before, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted so violently (ex-girlfriends and the like are considered light). I've never revealed the unspeakable and old scars unless he himself intends to tell me. I just have to be careful not to do it again.

L apparently didn't trust me enough to explain the reason at this time.

In a lover's relationship, there are some things that should not be known in the first place. In addition to L's family situation, there are other secrets that touch the bottom of my heart. We all tried each other's bottom line in friction and tacitly avoided it. A person who is too curious and loves to get to the bottom of things is never suitable to be a lover.