It was another sunny day, and Ouyang Lai dreamed all night, feeling the tide in his heart.

It seems that I never dreamed of my childhood before.

In the past few days, I have often dreamed that it was when I was five years old...

Ouyang Lai sat on the bed, recalling dreams that were half clear and half vague.....

The five-year-old girl had a tender face, round hands, but her face was always pouting and she looked uneasy to mess with.

She stood in front of the counter of the local bank, her passbook on the cushion, and her voice was soft....

"Auntie, Auntie, I want to withdraw money!"

The aunt at the counter poked her head out: "Children can't take it, let your mother come with your ID card to withdraw the money!" ”

The little girl lost her temper in a milky voice: "Mommy is sick!" Where else can you come! Auntie, I am a child from Building 302, Lane 4, my name is Ouyang Lai, you can find my home! ”

The counter aunt smiled helplessly: "I really can't get money for you, or you go and call your father!" ”

The little girl held her mouth angrily, tears swirled in her eyes, she hadn't seen her father for a long time, but if she could find her father, how could she use herself to withdraw the money, after all, she was not as tall as the counter....

At this moment, a man with the appearance of an uncle, who was very familiar, walked into the bank, squatted in front of the little girl, and smiled with bent eyes.

Uncle's voice was clear and light, very nice: "Why are you again, little friend?" ”

A child's memory is always the best, and the little girl recognized at a glance that the uncle in front of her was the handsome uncle in black who braved the heavy rain to send her home a few days ago.

So the little girl opened her arms and threw herself at her uncle and gave her a big hug: "Uncle, it's me again, I'm that little friend!" ”

Uncle smiled: "Why is it alone again today?" ”

The little girl first grinned, and then she was about to cry: "My mother is sick, I came to help my mother withdraw money to buy medicine, but the aunt at the bank won't give it to me!" ”

Speaking of this, the little girl didn't forget to turn her head and stare angrily at the slightly embarrassed counter aunt behind the counter.

Uncle looked at it, smiled warmly, took out a black wallet, and handed the banknotes to the little girl: "Uncle lends it to you, you can use it first.....

The little girl hesitated for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

The round little body climbed up to the table next to him, took a pen and paper, and twisted and pinched it for a while before jumping down and handing the man a note.

The little girl said, "Uncle, this is the IOU I gave you, and my mother told me that you must remember to make an IOU when borrowing money from others...."

The man looked at the note, except for the three words Ouyang Lai at the opening and closing office, which were neat, all the other words were replaced by pinyin and pictures.

The man smiled, carefully put the IOU into his pocket, and reached out to rub the little girl's fleshy cheeks: "Then I'll ask you for money when the time comes~Little friend~~"

The little girl nodded firmly: "Mmmm! Uncle, can you accompany me to the clinic at the intersection again? I'm a child, and the doctors and aunts there don't sell me medicine! ”

The man was stunned: "Since you know that you are a child, you can't get money and can't buy medicine, why do you have to go out alone?" ”

The little girl was very pretentious and shrugged her shoulders like an adult: "No way, I am the only one in the family except for my mother!" The kids have to give it a try! ”

...........

The weather wasn't very clear that day, and I can't remember if it was sunny or cloudy.

Ouyang Lai only remembered that the little girl in the dream was holding her uncle's hand and jumping down the street, still holding a marshmallow in her hand.....

Ouyang Lai sat on the bed with his head down and was dull for a long time, and then slowly got up to clean up.

Today is the day to interview Chen Qiaomu, the young president of Mai Group, and he is also the reckless and indispensable "book lover" of himself. ”

Ouyang Lai was a little stupid.

My own book fans don't seem to have a good impression of me.

Then usually, Ouyang Lai, who doesn't have a good impression of himself, will not be too kind to him.

After all, this is a society where "you hate me, I hate you even more", human beings are no longer the product of group living, and living alone is the best way to live.

Don't involve each other, don't disturb each other.

Thinking about it this way, Ouyang Lai seems to be a little more transparent.

If you don't want to take this job, wearing a well-fitting professional suit is considered to be a sign of respect for the profession.

Even if she is the poorest, she doesn't want to squeeze into the bus or subway, and it is not something she has never done to call a special car with all the money.

She didn't think it was vanity, she just didn't want to put herself in all the situations she hated.

She hates hustle and bustle, she hates messiness, she hates poverty.

She remembered where she had seen a sentence and liked it very much.

"Everyone is lonely, and in our lives, it is not uncommon to encounter love, to encounter sex, but rarely, to meet understanding."

This became her motto.

If you meet someone who doesn't attribute all her actions to vanity, you've found it.

It's just that for so many years, there doesn't seem to be such a man.

Most of them are self-righteous and humiliate her self-esteem with money higher than hers.

At first, Ouyang Lai would be angry or crying, but later he saw a lot of it, and he also knew how to get some benefits or a few brand-name jewelry.

However, Chen Qiaomu's action of taking out the money is still very disgusting.

Ouyang Lai's mind reappeared the scene of that day, and his disgust was self-evident.

I missed the rush hour of congestion and soon arrived at the door of the magazine.

Ouyang Lai still went straight to the recording room without smiling as usual, and saw a group of reporters blocking the door from a distance, wanting to see Chen Qiaomu's face.

Ouyang Lai went over and said coldly: "Is it so good-looking?" ”

An intern reporter who was a little younger said: "Sister Ouyang, I envy you for interviewing Mr. Chen." ”

Ouyang Lai scoffed: "I don't envy myself at all. ”

After saying that, he pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

Ma Weiwei was already dressed and standing behind the two lights, directing people to visit the props.

When he saw Ouyang Lai, he just smiled lightly and said, "It's really hard for Ouyang Reporter today." ”

The sentence was sour, revealing hypocrisy, Ouyang Lai did not buy it, but prepared the interview by himself.

Ma Weiwei found it herself and handed her a folder: "This is the outline of the interview." ”

Ouyang Lai raised his eyes: "I have." ”

Ma Weiwei understated: "Your share is invalid, this is a new one." ”