The new person in charge?!

The cup in Yiyu's hand swayed and spilled a few drops of water. The editor just called to inform her that there was a new person in charge of managing her manuscript.

She was a little surprised, after all, how could anyone choose her as a writer who had no future and was even about to be fired?

You can find a time to meet and communicate, mainly to get acquainted with each other, so that you can complete the handover of the manuscript in the future. The editor said.

Yiyu clicked on WeChat, and there was the contact information sent to her by the editor. She saved her number and sent out a WeChat friend application.

Waited for a while, no message passed. Yiyu has a bag on her back, and it's time for her to go to the convenience store to change shifts.

Now she is an ordinary writer, maybe she doesn't need such advanced words, at best she is a writer.

Few people pay attention to her writings, and the little remuneration they get makes life very difficult. But she had free time, so she got a part-time job at a convenience store.

Yiyu came to the convenience store, and the person who worked with her was Xiao Zhao, and she couldn't remember exactly what it was called. Usually they don't speak, except when they hand over things during their shifts.

Although the work at the convenience store was boring, she felt comfortable, and when no one came in to buy something, she took out a pen and paper to write something.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated for a moment, Yiyu took out the mobile phone, and the friend's application was approved, and the other party's WeChat nickname was Yi'an.

Leaning on the south window to be proud, the knees are easy to be safe. This is one of Tao Yuanming's words on his return, and it is also the source of Li Qingzhao's Yi'an Jushi.

A good name will always make people feel better.

However, although the application was approved, the other party did not follow up for a long time. It may be that there is a lot of time to send messages. Yi Yu thought.

But then the next day, the third day...... No news has been sent. Yiyu couldn't help but wonder if it was because the other party knew that what he wrote was not famous, so he didn't want to waste time on himself.

But why did she choose to be in charge of her manuscript?

Yiyu shook his head, trying to pull himself back from this neurotic thought.

However, she had to submit her manuscript, otherwise she would not be paid for writing in the Faculty of Letters, and she could barely pay the rent with the salary of her part-time job at a convenience store. Although the remuneration is not high, it is a little bit, and it is not so hard to maintain life.

After careful consideration, she clicked on the WeChat chat box to send a message. She pays a lot of attention to the tone of her speech to others, and even a punctuation mark will be thought about for a long time, so she deleted and changed, changed and deleted, and it took a while before deciding to send it out.

To her surprise, a reply prompt sounded soon.

I'm sorry, but when I first arrived at the Faculty of Literature these days, I wasn't familiar with many things, so I didn't contact you in time.

A simple sentence overturned Yiyu's previous imagination, and she breathed a long sigh in her heart.

Can you agree on a time when we'll meet? There was something else going on, so I wanted to prepare in advance. Yi Yu went back to the past.

Good. It's up to you, my time can be adjusted according to the author, just send it to me. Yi An also returned quickly.

It should be that I have to hold my mobile phone now, and I should take this opportunity to say yes quickly. Yi Yu thought.

She thought of meeting at a café, which is a relatively quiet place at any given time. Whether it's a conversation or a date, there are a lot of people who choose a place like this.

There is a café next to the literary editorial office, which is tastefully decorated, with wooden tables and some art photos hanging on the walls. Actually, there was nothing special about this café in the past. However, now that more and more girly or gorgeous drink shops are appearing, such cafes are extremely rare. Yiyu used to go there often when she didn't have a part-time job, because of the comfortable chairs and soothing music, which was a rare pastime for her.

Thinking of this, Yiyu typed and sent it over, but the time was to be determined, and she had to discuss it with Xiao Zhao, who worked at the convenience store.

The other party's reply was very short, good.

Yiyu sorted out the shelves of the convenience store, and when the new batch of goods arrived, she wanted to put everything on the table. The early date is placed first to avoid overstocking expired.

From time to time, she stared at the clock on the wall, and when the time for her shift was approaching, she came up with words in her head. Because they weren't sure if Xiao Zhao would agree, they didn't talk much, let alone talk about good or bad relationships.

Xiao Zhao appeared through the glass window in front of the convenience store, and Yiyu watched him walk in step by step. He carried an old-looking canvas bag, a black baseball cap, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. Except for the canvas bag, which is slightly yellowish brown, the whole body is black.

This was the first time Yiyu observed him, and his gaze seemed a little dull and deliberate.

"Any questions?" There was confusion in the look on the other end of the line.

Yiyu reacted that he seemed a little rude like this, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Nothing ......"

"Oh, then I'm here, you go back and rest." Xiao Zhao didn't ask much.

"Hmm...... There is one thing...... I would like to ask you. Yiyu found it difficult to speak, and her voice was similar to that of a mosquito, and she wasn't sure if the other party could hear her.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Zhao heard it clearly, although there was still some noise around.

"That's ......" Yiyu had just spoken, and Xiao Zhao burst out laughing. Don't be so formal, just say something, a customer is coming. ”

"Can you help me get off work on Saturdays?" I have something. ”

"Okay." Xiao Zhao replied very simply, he pulled out the apron of the convenience store work from the cabinet under the cash register and tied it. Yiyu didn't expect him to agree so happily, and he was stunned in place.

"It's fine. It's going to be cashier, you see, can you get a place? ”

"Oh! Thank you, Zhao ......" Yiyu stepped back and moved his position.

"Zhao Ke." Xiao Zhao skillfully scans barcodes for customers' purchases, collects money and gives change.

"I'll make it up." Yiyu unbuttoned his apron, put it back in its place, and walked out with his bag on his back.

Zhao Ke, it turned out to be this name, and today he suddenly asked someone else for help, and he couldn't even say the name clearly, it was too embarrassing, and Yiyu thought while walking.

When she got home, she just wanted to lie on the sofa, she felt no strength all over, and her stomach ached, so she remembered that she hadn't eaten lunch, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Her stomach is gradually growing in this kind of self-tossing.

Yiyu curled up, enduring the pain, and his heart seemed to have been dug out, with a whirlpool of hollowness.

Her eyes were blank, and her expression couldn't tell that she was enduring pain, just staring indifferently at somewhere.

The old wall clock on the wall ticked and was very clear under the darkness, but it was not pleasant. Unlike the wind chimes blown away by the sea breeze, it emits a graceful crisp sound, which makes the people who have listened to it feel peaceful and empty themselves.

The wall clock was bought by Yi Yu at the small commodity market when she first moved over, and she set up a bench to drive nails on the wall, because she was not tall, she was a little struggling, and the hammer hit her fingers, and the pale pink flesh in the nail cover instantly turned dark purple.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the finger injury turned out to be such a pain.

For this reason, Yiyu doesn't like the wall clock on the wall, and never wipes it down when he occasionally cleans his room. The wall clock gradually fell to ashes, but it turned resolutely.

I don't know when, Yiyu fell asleep on the sofa and woke up at nine o'clock. She suddenly remembered that tomorrow was Saturday. The exact time has not been sent to the other party.

Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon. I also sent it under the dot.

I received a reply at 10 o'clock: Okay.

The next day, she also got up very early, because she couldn't stand the space in her stomach, and she wanted to fill her stomach quickly.

She put on two loose clothes and went out, her hands trembling slightly, and her legs had little strength, but fortunately there were a few breakfast shops near the rented house, otherwise she might not have been able to walk where to eat.

She felt embarrassed by the feeling of famine, when hungry people dragged their bony bodies and their eyes glowed dark green at the sight of food. Even the food could be a freshly dead person.

The noodle shop closest to her exudes an enticing scent, and she always feels that her eyes are glowing green at this time.

"Girl, what do you want to eat?" The proprietress had a pair of smiling eyes and greeted her warmly.

"A bowl of noodles." Yiyu said.

"Hmm...... Please add another omelette. She hesitated.

"Okay, find a place to sit, girl, and I'll bring it to you when the noodles are ready." The proprietress skillfully added various condiments to the bowl.

Yiyu sat upright, for fear that someone would see her too hungry and ugly look.

The proprietress brought the noodles over, "The soup is a little hot, be careful." ”

Yiyu quickly finished the noodles and the browned omelette. She felt warm in her stomach, a sense of well-being.

There was no one in the café, Yiyu found a middle seat to sit down, and she arrived ten minutes early. The waitress came over and asked her what she wanted to drink.

"I'm waiting for someone, if someone comes in and says I'm looking for someone named Yiyu, can you bring him here?"

The waiter should be off. Yiyu looked at the store as if there were only two people working, one at the front desk should be the boss, and the other was the waiter.

A variety of drink shops are now open, serving cakes and sweets. Very few people can sit quietly and drink a cup of coffee these days. Maybe the business in the store is not good, and I thought. She had the idea that the store was about to close.

The door of the café was pushed open with a slight noise. Yiyu looked over and saw a man talking to the waiter, who nodded.

The figure seemed familiar. Yiyu was thinking about it, and the waiter and the man walked towards him.

"Miss, the person you were waiting for is here." The waiter stood at the table and said to her.

"You ......" Yiyu was taken aback after seeing the man's appearance, wasn't that the day at the beach......

"Huh?" There was confusion in the man's tone, as if he didn't understand how he looked at him.

Yiyu calmed down, realized that he might not remember himself, and returned to his usual appearance.

"What do you two want to drink?" The waiter felt a strange vibe.

"Oh, I want a cup of coffee with milk in it." Yiyu said.

"Ice American, thank you."

The waiter left with the menu.

"By the way, why did you look a little surprised at me just now?" He smiled, "My name is Bai Yi'an." ”

"Ah, no, maybe I recognized the wrong person." Yiyu lowered his head. "Hello."

"Oh yes, I brought some things that I put together by myself, and I think it might help you with your writing." Bai Yi'an handed over a document bag.

Yiyu took it, opened it and flipped through it, which are some ideas and article examples. It can be seen that it is very carefully organized.

"Thank you." The atmosphere gradually became more comfortable, and it was also relaxed.

"I've read some of your articles, I think it's very good, some of them are too cookie-cutter, yours is special."

"It's over, I was almost fired some time ago, so I shouldn't have written well, otherwise it wouldn't have been like this." Yiyu thinks that he exalts himself too much, maybe because he wants to encourage himself.

"But why did you choose to be in charge of me, I ......" Yiyu asked the question he pressed in his heart.

"Actually, I made a choice after reading some things, the editor let me read some articles, I saw yours, I liked it very much, so I chose it." Bai Yi'an took a few sips of the freshly served iced American.

This answer was very real, and Yiyu even saw a hint of appreciation in his eyes, which made her feel straight to the soul for a moment, maybe exaggerated, but she really felt so. She stirred the milk coffee in front of her, trying to hide her emotions.

When he was at the beach that time, he also spoke in that tone, and he said it lightly, but it gave her a lot of strength. At least she's not so desperate. Maybe he helped a lot of people and didn't remember much, but she remembered it very well.

"Do you remember a ......?" Yiyu wanted to try to ask.

"You mean the time at the beach." Bai Yi'an looked at her and laughed.

"Huh?" Yiyu looked over in surprise.

"Actually, I recognized you a long time ago, and I had a plan when you first said that, to see if I could deceive you, sure enough, you were deceived, did you act very similarly." He giggled, as if someone had been poked in the nerve.

Yiyu looked at the person in front of him, a little trance, he didn't seem to have the same feeling when he was at the beach. She was so infected by his cheerfulness that she even laughed.