“……”

After listening to Jiang Lanzhou's remarks, this time, it was Ou Du's turn and he didn't know what to say, so he echoed: "What you said is very reasonable. Treasure girl, I have found another good thing about you. As he spoke, he smiled at the corners of his mouth and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Jiang Lanzhou raised his eyebrows, a little proud: "Anyway, we have to be together for two months and twenty days, and you still have time to get to know me more." ”

Suddenly, Ou Du's expression was a little lonely: "You...... It's so clear. ”

"After all, the contract is for three months."

Didn't you say you wanted to stay with me all the time? Is it lying to me? Ou Du didn't ask this sentence, because he didn't have the identity to ask this sentence now. Or, she said this at the time, but she only said it because she was sick, and she said it to comfort herself.

You big liar......

"It's not too early, let's rest early." After saying that, Ou Du turned around and went back to his room.

Jiang Lanzhou blinked, why did he feel that his last sentence was a little angry? Isn't it a precursor to the onset of the disease?

Stretched out his hand and patted his head to make himself sober, he was about to be refreshed recently.

After Ou Du left, Jiang Lanzhou looked at the picture book in his hand and turned two more pages forward, these two pages were all Ou Du.

One is the figure of him curled up alone on the beach that night, and the other is the appearance of him walking like a prince on the day of his wedding.

"I hope that the wife who will accompany you in the future is a kind and loving person who can be entrusted to you. So that you don't have to have grief anymore. Jiang Lanzhou muttered to herself.

The next day, Ou Du went downstairs while wearing a tie, and saw that on the dining table, the breakfast prepared by Jiang Lanzhou for himself was still with a post-it note: "The milk is in the microwave, it is still warm, if you don't like sandwiches, there are buns I bought yesterday in the refrigerator, heat it yourself." ”

Ou Du came to the microwave, but found that there was also a post-it note on the microwave: "Don't forget to take medicine!" ”

Unplugging the post-it note, Ou Du smiled and shook his head: "This guy is really worried." ”

Sitting at the dining table, after eating the sandwich and drinking the milk, he obediently drank the medicine according to what Jiang Lanzhou said on the post-it note, and then sent a message to Jiang Lanzhou: I won't go home for dinner tonight, don't wait for me.

Jiang Lanzhou didn't reply to the message until he went out, thinking that she might be driving, so it was inconvenient to go back.

But when he drove to the company, he took out his mobile phone and saw that Jiang Lanzhou still hadn't replied to WeChat, and Ou Du was a little unhappy.

When he came to the office, he was angry even when he opened the file, and Sun Sheng on the side secretly observed, speculating what happened to this master.

"Didn't I tell you to change this place before, why is it still like this?" Ou Du reprimanded, very dissatisfied with Sun Sheng's work.

"I changed it." Sun Sheng replied aggrievedly.

"Where has it changed, isn't it still the same?"

Sun Sheng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and flipped through the pages of the document, and then pointed at the paper: "Here." You've just read the wrong page. ”

Ou Du coughed: "Oh, just change it." Then he pretended to be calm and said, "Don't have this little problem in the future, understand?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Ou."

Sun Sheng secretly said to himself, Ou Du had never made such a mistake before, his memory was very amazing, and his reading speed has always been fast.

In the past, it took them half a month to sort out the documents, but he only needed to spend fifteen minutes to browse them, and then he could quickly grasp the logical errors and subtle mistakes in them.

But today, it seems that some are not in a state.

Jiang Lanzhou once again stood in front of the work of the child with depression, and he was a little worried about the child no matter what. Because I have seen Ou Du during the onset of the disease, I want to know more about that child, and looking at his paintings, I will always feel distressed for him.

Perhaps, Sister Wang has the contact information of that child, Jiang Lanzhou thought. As soon as she turned around and was about to look for Wang Miao, the deity appeared in front of her.

"Looking at this painting again?"

"Well, it's always reassuring, this kid seems to be hiding too much pain." As he spoke, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "I always seem to be nosy." ”

Wang Miao hooked the corners of her mouth: "You're not meddling, you're looking for trouble." ”

Jiang Lanzhou raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

"But there are too few people like you who put yourself in the shoes of others these days. After all, people who are too kind can't survive in this society. As she spoke, Wang Miao sighed.

"It's true that as you can see, this kid is very artistically talented, but have you ever thought that it is precisely because of his depression that he will be able to capture art better?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean, are you saying that this kid's depression is still a good thing for him to paint?" Jiang Lanzhou frowned slightly, a little unable to believe what Wang Miao said just now, it really subverted his three views.

"Isn't it? Genius on the left, madman on the right. ”

Hearing Wang Miao say such a thing without caring at all, Jiang Lanzhou was very difficult to accept.

"I'm sorry sister, I don't agree with you. Originally, they were sad and hard enough to be sick, and the whole process was simply torture for them. Art is also a way for them to vent, not that suffering from depression makes better work. This child has a talent for this, it's just that he suffers from depression, and the two are not to be confused. ”

Jiang Lanzhou's emotions were aroused, and he spoke much faster.

Through this, Wang Miao suddenly understood that Jiang Lanzhou was a straight intestine, what to say, and his emotions were easily reflected on his face, and he would not hide it.

Wang Miao lowered her head and smiled, then looked at Jiang Lanzhou: "Okay, good, good, you have your opinions." So what do you want to do next? ”

"I want to meet this kid."

Wang Miao hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll send his address and contact information to your WeChat." You're just so kind. ”

"Thank you, sister." Just a moment of anger, as Wang Miao's attitude eased, Jiang Lanzhou also returned to normal, very polite, and his tone was a lot more friendly.

But Jiang Lanzhou touched his pocket, but found that the mobile phone was not on his body: "I'll go to the office to find the mobile phone." With that, he ran away.

After Jiang Lanzhou left, Wang Miao finished sending her a message, put her phone back in her pocket, and stared at the painting and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After working in this industry for a long time, have you become sophisticated?

No profit can not be early, all the society that puts interests first, and there are even more despicable people who use despicable means for the sake of profit. Is an ideal warmth like Jiang Lanzhou useful?