Hanyan lay on the bed in her cabin, her head resting on her hands, staring blankly at the ceiling. The steaming heat permeated the hut, and the light of the setting sun shone obliquely on the faded blue curtains. There was not a shred of wind in the air, and it was as hot as a big oven. The back of her neck was already wet with sweat, and the short hair on her forehead was also soaked with sweat. The quilt under the body is also hot, and lying on it is like lying on a warm fire. She rolled over, pulled the long hair at the back of her neck to the top of her head, and exhaled a long breath that was also hot. Staring out the window, the high wall of a factory stood in front of the window, the gray and old walls with coffee-colored stains and rain stains—not the slightest beauty. This afternoon was long and tired, dried by the sun, odorless, tasteless, and colorless.

If you don't go to work today, what will you do in the future? Don't go to work, yes, Bai Peiwen has already said that she is not a female worker's material, and she will only add a burden to people if she goes again. She must not take advantage of the favor of a person of the opposite sex as a step into her life, she can't accept the job that Bai Peiwen gave her, not only that, but the tea processing factory can't go anymore, she must find another way. Yes, the way out! These two words are not simple, where is her way out? Across the door is just a dead end. I sat up from the bed, sweating all over, and I couldn't tell how uncomfortable it was. She remembered Su Shi's words: "Ice muscles and jade bones, cool and sweatless." "Presumably that girl is not locked up in such a stuffy room, otherwise, she would not be able to do it with ice muscles and jade bones. She sighed, what poetry, what painting, also needs economic strength to maintain! Reality is a cruel whip that can drive away all poetry. Standing up, she opened the back door, and there was a small patio with a pump for pumping, and there was no running water here, so she had to use a pump to pump water. Behind the patio was the landlord's house, which she rented for $200 a month. In fact, this cottage is a room built by the landlord using the space of the patio, and she likes to have two doors, one leading to the patio and the other leading to a narrow alley, so she can still come and go freely. When she got to the patio, she drew a large basin of water, took it to the hut, and dipped her whole face in the water, and then her arms in the water, which brought a hint of coolness. She stood up straight, there was no mirror in the room, she picked up a small mirror on the table, looked at herself, under the messy hair was a pale face, her big eyes were full of loneliness, put down the mirror, she let out a long sigh. Sitting at the table, she picked up a pen and wrote on a piece of paper:

"The poorer I am, the more I should respect myself, the more humble I am, the more I should cherish myself, the smaller I am, the more I should pity myself!" After writing, she felt much more comfortable in her heart, and even that sense of irritability disappeared a lot. Combing her hair and changing into a light blue dress, she decided to go out for a walk. However, before she had time to go out, there was a sound of pecking on the door, and she was stunned, who would come to see her? There were no guests in her cottage.

When she walked to the door and opened the door, she was even more surprised, outside the door, a man stood there smiling, tall, slender, neat...... This turned out to be Bai Peiwen! "Oh," she said, surprised, "I didn't expect it...... I really didn't expect you to ......" "It's really hard for you to find here," Bai Peiwen said with a smile, and before Hanyan invited him, he had already walked in on his own, and looked at the simple room casually, he continued, "The car can't drive in, so I have to park it at the mouth of the alley." "How do you know my address?" Hanyan asked, closed the door, walked to the table and poured him a glass of boiled water. "I'm sorry, it's only boiling water."

"Ah, it's not easy," said Perrien, leaning back on the table and staring at the smoke. "I'm looking for Cai Jinhua, Cai Jinhua is looking for Yan Lili......" he stared at her tightly. Why don't you come to work today? His voice was low and deep, and the smile disappeared from his face, and his eyes flashed with some kind of compelling light that shot straight into her face.

"Oh!" She had an inexplicable heartbeat, and his gaze made her winch. "I resign, sir." She said in a low voice.

He looked at her and didn't speak, but there was reproach in his eyes, judgment and dissatisfaction. Turning around, he saw the paper on the table, picked it up, and he stared at the handwriting on it. It took him a moment before he put down the piece of paper, looked up, and looked at her quietly. "Let's talk, shall we?"

"Yes, Mr. Kashiwa." She said, slightly nervous.

He sat down in a chair at the table and looked at her. She sighed helplessly, and sat down on the edge of the bed opposite him, for there was only one chair in the room, and when she lifted her eyelids, she met his gaze, and the look on her face was passive.

"Why resign?" He asked.

"You said it wasn't for me." "I have a job for you."

"Sir!" She cried out pleadingly.

He took the piece of paper on the table into his hand and nodded.

"That's what it means, isn't it?" He asked, staring at her. "What kind of person do you think I am? Will I get you to my office to make a vase? Does your self-esteem allow you to reject the kindness of others at will? As a result, in order to help you, I made you unemployed, and you did this, won't it embarrass me? Oh, Miss Zhang," he stared at her, his eyes burning. "Are you going too far?"

Hanyan stared at him, the pair of eyes looked so surprised and helpless. Quirking her lips, she stammered, "Oh, Mr. Bai, you—you ought not have said that, you—you said that it was—a sin of desire! ”

"It's not a sin to be added," Mr. Bai said. "You make me feel like I'm doing something wrong." "So, what should I do?" Hanyan looked at him, and his helpless expression looked so pitiful. "Accept the job I have assigned you." Bai Peiwen said in a serious way that he tried to restrain himself and not let his voice bring out the compassion in the depths of his heart. "Oh, Mr. Kashiwa!" Her voice trembled slightly. "I don't want to upset you, but—but, Mr. Kashiwa......"

"If you don't want to upset me," Perriwen interrupted, "then stop saying 'but'!" "But—but—" "Why, it's coming again soon!" He said that he couldn't help but want to laugh, and that he had to control the muscles of his face with the utmost force so that it would not leak his feelings. She stared at him, a little unsure of what to do, the man made her feel oppressed, and she felt breathless. He's so tall, he's so confident, he's so aggressive. In front of him, she became small, weak, and unopinionated. "Okay, let's settle it, okay?" Bai Peiwen pressed again: "You come to work tomorrow!" "Oh, sir," she hesitated. Do you really need an assistant? ”

"Are you afraid that I won't have a job for you? Or are you afraid that the salary will be too low? He asked. Oh, by the way, I didn't tell you about the treatment, your current status is equivalent to a secretary, of course not by salary. We have set a tentative price of $2,000 a month, how? ”

She was silent and hung her head.

"How?" He was a little scorched, the room was stuffy and hot, and beads of sweat were on his forehead. Twilight came in through the window, and she sat on the edge of the bed, her head slightly bent, and the afterglow of the twilight set a glossy gold border on her forehead and the bridge of her nose, and she looked like a small statue—a work of fine work. This made him even more compassionate and unable to suppress the stupid passion in his heart, so he asked urgently: "How?" She remained silent. How? How? He asked in a loud voice.

She suddenly looked up at him. Her eyes were glowing, her dark eyes twinkling like stars, and her whole face was covered in a special brilliance, which was surprisingly beautiful. In a gentle, submissive tone, she said softly, "You have used so many words to persuade me, what can I do but accept it?" Bai Peiwen held his breath for a few seconds, and then, his blood rushed faster in his body, his heart beating so violently and rapidly that he couldn't control his ecstasy. Staring deeply at Hanyan, for the first time in his life, he found that the person sitting in front of him was a 100% woman, and he was a 100% man. He was attracted, so strongly attracted, that he was afraid that she would slip out of his hands. At this moment, he had made such a big decision, he would not let her go! Her little head, her weak heart, will be an inexhaustible treasure cave. He's going to be the excavator, he's going to invest everything he has to exploit this rich source.

In the days that followed, Bai Peiwen found that his estimation was not bad at all, and this girl's heart was an endless treasure cave. Not only the heart, but also her wisdom and mind are first-class. She began to help Bai Peiwen organize the documents in earnest, the contract she proposed was clearly organized, the letters she replied to were simple and clear, and the accounts she copied were clear and neat...... Bai Peiwen was surprised to find that she had really become his assistant, and she really had so much work for her to do, and the things that she used to delay for a month or two could not be dealt with could be solved in a few days in her hands. Every day he studied her with a new eye, and every day he found a new good thing in her. He had become fond of going to the factory, and he was glad, deeply glad that he hadn't missed her. And what about smoking? She became a legendary figure in the factory, from the status of a female worker to a female secretary, all the female workers talked about it behind their backs, and all the senior staff, such as Manager Zhao and Accountant Zhang, looked at Hanyan with a strange eye. However, they do not criticize her, they often exchange a knowing smile with each other, how can the young little boss resist the temptation of beauty? Although Zhang Hanyan is not a glamorous stunner, he is light and delicate, tactful and gentle, just like a white, delicate, small and delicate lily of the valley flower. None of them could see that Bai Peiwen liked to stay in his office more and more day by day, and his eyes always followed her subconsciously. Who knows what it will look like in the future? It seems that this female worker who fainted in the tea field may become the famous Cinderella in the fairy tale, so in private, they all call her Cinderella. In particular, after her female worker's clothes were stripped off, she showed such a noble temperament that the nickname "Cinderella" spread throughout the factory. Bai Peiwen knew that there must be a lot of talk about this behind everyone's back, but he didn't care at all. In the first few days, Hanyan was indeed a little cramped and uneasy, but then, she was calm. She is very gentle and kind to the female workers, as if she is still an equal status, and she has great respect for Manager Zhao and others, so people up and down love her very much, and they are willing to give her some small courtesy. Even Cai Jinhua once proudly said to other female workers:

"I knew she wasn't our kind of people, and the first day she came, I could see that she wasn't simple. Look, maybe one day, she'll be our hostess! "If there is such a possibility, who would dare to despise her? What's more, she herself is so gentle and lovely, so the status of this Cinderella in the factory has become quite delicate. And between Bai Peiwen and Hanyan, it also enters a subtle state. On this day, the factory was busy, and it was almost six o'clock when I got off work. Bai Peiwen said to Hanyan: "I'll invite you to dinner, okay?" ”

Hanyan hesitated for a moment, and Bai Peiwen immediately said:

"Don't bother thinking about excuses for refusal!"

Hanyan couldn't help but laugh and said:

"You're not please, you're commanding! Well, where are we going to eat? ”

"Listen to my arrangement!" She smiled and didn't speak. These days, she is already very familiar with Bai Peiwen, he is the kind of man, no matter what the occasion, he can easily become the center of gravity of everyone, and he will unconsciously become a dominant, a leader, a "master".

They got into the car, and Bai Peiwen drove the car all the way to the suburbs, and the city was quickly left behind, and out of the car window, the green fields and countryside gradually appeared. Smoke looked outside, the cool evening breeze blew in through the open car window, ruffled Smoke's hair, she leaned back on the cushion, breathed deeply the cool breeze full of wilderness, half-closed eyes, she let herself relax in the night breeze.

Bai Peiwen turned around and glanced at her while driving the car, she leaned back comfortably, and her long hair was flying. With a faint smile on his lips, his long eyelashes half-drooped, casting a half-circle of shadows under his eyelids. It was delicate, childish, and light as a dream. "Don't you ask me where I'm taking you?" He said.

"It must be a good place." She mumbled and smiled deeper.

His heart pounded. "I hope you always trust me like this, and I really want to bring you into my realm." "Your field?" "Yes," he whispered. "Everyone has their own field, the realm of the mind." "Do you think your field is a good place?" She glanced at him from under her half-drooping eyelashes. "Yes. A fertile piece of uncultivated land. He looked at the road ahead. The poor is a good cultivator. "It's a pity," she smacked. I'm not a farmer. If you need a cultivator, I'll keep an eye out for you. "Thank you for bothering." He said from between his teeth. "What about your field? Have any cultivators walked in? "I don't have fertile uncultivated land, all I have is a barren piece of soil that can't grow flowers or bear fruit." "Really?" His voice was muffled.

"Yes." "So, would you like to give me this piece of soil and let me try it, is it really not blooming and fruiting?"

"Thank you for the bother." She learned his tone.

He stared at her, and she smiled so softly. The half-closed eyes opened, and he was looking intently at the endless green field outside the car window. Outside the window, the sky was already full of colorful clouds, and the sunset was sinking towards the horizon. In a flash, the twilight shrouded in, and the distant mountains and trees were all in a fog, like a foggy splashed ink landscape. They stopped at the door of a suburban hotel, which has a very elegant name, called "Village House", located in the middle of the mountains of Beitou, is a combination of Chinese and Japanese architecture, with a zigzag corridor, a small railing, and an elegant small hall facing the valley. They chose a small hall, the table was placed in front of the long floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a small corridor with a railing, jumping far away by the railing, the twilight was cloudy, the mountains were vast, and the sunset was half hidden outside the green mountains.

"How?" Bai Peiwen asked. "It's beautiful!" Smoke leaned against the railing and took a deep breath. She couldn't help but stretch her limbs and stand against the wind. The wind puffed up her clothes and ruffled her hair, and she gently recited the words of her predecessors: "A handful of willow smoke, twilight mandarin tiles, close to the small railing, the sunset infinite mountain." Bai Peiwen looked at her for a moment, on this day, she was wearing a pure white dress, a small waist, a wide skirt, standing in the wind, floating like a fairy. Is this the female worker who fainted on the tea floor covered in a blue cloth? He felt in a trance, delirious. Listen to her in that soft and quiet voice, chanting, "Hugh near the small railing, the sunset is infinite." He felt even more excited, standing beside her, he couldn't help but wrap his hand around her waist, and the small waist was not full of grips.

"You've read a lot of poetry?" "Yes, I like it." She said. "Life is often very bitter for me, so I read poems and lyrics, whenever I am troubled, I read poems aloud, the more I read, the more I fall into that beautiful feeling, so I will feel detached, my mind is empty, and all my troubles are gone."

He looked at her deeply, what a delicate and touching little girl! Will her field be barren? What a fertile ground that would be! He must go in, he must possess it, he must be the sole owner of this fertile land!

"Smoke!" He whispered emotionally.

"Huh?" "Do you think I'm vulgar?" He asked, feeling that in front of her, he had become vulgar and small. "How? You are strong, you are meticulous, you have a life in the world, you have a birth mind, you are the most profound one I have ever met. ”

His heart was filled and filled with these words, the blood rushed rapidly in his body, his heart rippled, his breath was short.

"Really?" He asked. "Really." She said seriously.

"So, can you open the door to your realm for me?" He asked, holding his breath. "I don't know what you mean." She turned her head to the side, pointed to the sparsely planted garden under the railing, and said, "There are roses, do you smell them?" I like roses the most, especially yellow roses. I've always dreamed of having a big garden full of roses. "You'll have a big garden, I promise you. But don't divert from what I just said, you haven't answered me yet. She glanced at him with a strange look.

"I said, I don't understand what you mean."

"So, let me be a little clearer......"

Before he finished his words, the waiter brought the food, Hanyan quickly turned around, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and said:

"The dish is here, let's eat! I am hungry. ”

Bai Pei looked at her angrily, but she sat back at the table first, smiling at him. He let out a long breath through his nose and had to return to the table. Sitting down, they began to eat, his eyes fixed on her face, and she smiled silently and sweetly, as if she didn't notice it. It took him a long time before he broke his silence and suddenly said:

"Do you like poetry, do you know a word?"

"What about it?" She asked, raising a pair of innocent eyes.

He looked at her and read out slowly:

"The flowers are cold-eyed, and I regret that I am looking for spring sooner or later, knowing this life, knowing that I will see Qing in this life. Natural peerless, don't believe in lovesickness and incomprehension, if you solve lovesickness, you will share a branch with Han Ping! She looked at him, for she had drunk a little, and was a little drunk, her eyes were watery and slightly drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, and her lips were moist and red. The smile still hung on his lips, an innocent, almost childish smile.

"I don't know, what does it mean?"

He glared at her, a little angry. However, the way she looks is impossible to get angry about. He took a breath and said, "You are playing tricks on me, smoking, I think you are deliberately appreciating my pain, and I can't see that you are such a cruel little thing!" ”

Her eyelashes drooped, the smile slowly faded from her lips, she looked at the cup and saucer in front of her, and after a while, she slowly raised her head, there was no smile on her face, there was no innocent look, instead of a pleading, pleading look, and in those big eyes, there was a thin layer of tears.

"I don't want to play tricks on you, sir, and I don't want to make you miserable, sir. If you ask me how I feel about you, I can honestly say that I admire you and I adore you! But, don't talk to me about anything else, we can be friends, and one day, you'll meet a girl who's better than me......" "What do you mean?" He stared at her, and suddenly said: "Oh, I understand, you think I just want to play with you, it's strange that I didn't make it clear, Hanyan, let me ask you frankly, do you like me a little?" ”

She turned her head away and whispered:

"Please! Let's not talk about that! ”

"Smoke!" He said one more thing. "You must answer me!"

"No, Mr. Bai," she shook her tiny head in surprise. "Don't push me, please!" "Smoke-" "Please! She looked up at him, and the look of pleading in her eyes deepened, and this look forced back to his words, and he glared at the face that was pale with fear, and the dark and desolate eyes, and the slightly trembling lips...... He couldn't bear to persecute her any longer, and sighed, and he bowed his head in vain, and said:

"Alright! I don't think I've had a lot of luck today! Let's not talk about it, but don't think I'm going to let you go, I won't let you go for the rest of my life. ”

"Sir!" She shouted again.

"Enough, I don't like to be called that," he said to himself, frowning. "It's as if she doesn't know your name." Turning his head, he faced Hanyan again: "Okay, let's be happy, at least, let's have a good meal!" ”