Soon after, the diving bird found a job again and began working as a copywriter. Every day has become extremely regular, going to work at 9 in the morning and leaving work at 6 in the evening. For a man like him, life seems idle and slow after work, there is no need to rush home, no family to wait, no lover to wait, just solve one of his own dinners, and the rest of the time is waiting to pass slowly, or chat with friends on the Internet, or watch a movie downloaded overnight last night, or take a walk on the road, it doesn't hurt to go home later, it's really tired, just go home and go to bed.

The first week was hard. It's not that I'm busy at work, but because I have to adapt to this rhythm of life, and I can't continue to live a lazy and casual life without any concept of time. You can't stay up late at night, and you have to get up early during the day. Not being able to stay up late has made him feel that life is boring, and getting up early is full of painful feelings. However, in order to survive, you must fight against your own inertia.

You're either going to be lazy forever and do nothing until you run out of money and end up on the streets, beggars. Either rein in your loose mind and start living a normal life. Earn money every day, eat healthy food, follow a healthy body clock, and let work be some sort of ideal substitute for you for the time being.

Of course, the diving bird chose the latter. So no matter how hard and tiring the first week was, I got through it like this. Usually after getting through it, everything suddenly becomes clear, as if this kind of life itself is not necessarily so boring. Walking out of the building in the morning and breathing in the morning wind, the freshness and freshness make you appreciate the value and meaning of life. You suddenly feel vigorous*, as if your rotten heart and lungs have been cleansed again. Buy a breakfast and take it with you, shake it on the bus, and slowly savor the residual sleepiness on your body. The laughter and language of the people around him have become as ethereal as the illusory world, and they have escaped from the world, just using their hearts to perceive this time and space.

When he came to the office, as a new colleague, he always took the initiative to greet others, and with a smile on his face, that kind of absolutely sincere smile, indicating that he was an honest and respectable person.

Then sit in your seat and start the day. At first, the boss also talked to him once, asked him to understand the situation of the unit, the distribution and arrangement of the personnel in the office, and then introduced his relevant work content, and then usually asked him to express his views and feelings about his current work. Of course, they are all high-sounding words, in addition to modesty, there are also compliments. For a few days, the boss would take a little care of him, and then treat him as an invisible shadow and let him go about his work.

The diving bird was not busy with anything, and after the first week of his arrival, the boss talked to him once, but there was actually no substantive work for him to do, and finally said: Let's familiarize myself with the environment here.

And so his work began. The first thing he needed to get familiar with was the computer in front of him, because the person before him had left a lot of files in it. Naturally, the person who sat in this position in the past should be engaged in the same work as himself. So these surviving documents can undoubtedly reveal some information.

However, the situation disappointed him, because the documents inside seemed fragmented and incomplete, which meant that you could not get useful information from them, and you would not even know what the brother had done in the first place. There are some messy pictures, some bits and pieces of documents, not even a complete article.

The diving bird guessed: the other party deleted it completely before leaving, and all that was left was garbage.

The only thing that the diving bird does is to delete it all, completely delete it. He was like a cleaner entering a garbage room, picking up a vacuum cleaner and vacuuming it from top to bottom. The room was to be completely his, and he would renovate it exactly as he wished.

He created some new blank folders. Then install some useful software of his own, which alone will keep him busy for a morning and most of the afternoon. During this period, he also had lunch with his colleagues and chatted a little, which can be regarded as establishing a good relationship with his colleagues. It was clear that the rest of the office didn't hate him and even enjoyed talking to him. He has a natural sense of friendliness that makes people approachable.

Before he could clear his drawers and cabinets, the sky was already dark, and his colleagues were discussing where to go for dinner in the evening. Probably because of the approaching end of work, the otherwise quiet office atmosphere tends to liven up, and some people even bring out fruits and snacks to replenish the vitamins they need for the day.

The dive bird decided to schedule things like tidying up drawers for tomorrow, and the rest of the day should be online. He went to the websites he was used to, and walked around like a leader. Then I secretly opened QQ once to see which friends were online. Those who talked to him on the Internet and didn't have time to reply hurriedly replied. In the blink of an eye, it was time to get off work, and colleagues began to leave the office one after another. As a newcomer, he naturally couldn't get off work on time, and he stayed for a while, and his boss came out of the back room, obviously ready to get off work, and saw that he was still there looking at the computer, so he said casually: "It's time to get off work, let's go, it's going to rain." ”

It was raining. After the diving bird took the elevator down, the sky had already started to rain.

He felt a thrill from his cage, breathed deeply, looked up at the high sky, and felt so insignificant. He stomped his feet, because after sitting all day, his whole body was a little numb and painful. Then he zipped up his coat and put on the hat with it attached, slung his bag over his shoulders, and put his hands in his pockets and stepped into the rain.

As a woman, Butterfly knows the responsibilities and obligations that women should face. But as an independent individual in society, she is not able to face such responsibilities and obligations. She has her own set of social outlook and life values, and this set of ideas that seem a little unreasonable to others has been formed since she was a child.

Butterfly remembers that when she was still twelve years old, she decided to herself: I will not marry in this life. It's not because of the influence of his father, but because he has a kind of antipathy and resistance to marriage.

Although children of her age at that time should not have a clear understanding of marriage, people usually think that as she grows older, she will gradually become sensible. The so-called sensible means that when she transforms from a girl to a woman, she will become more and more interested in marriage or will become more and more interested, until she goes crazy about it.