After dinner, Wang Yan went into her room, she was thinking about what happened during the day, recalling what happened during her college internship, and everything that happened in her brain kept switching.

The part-time job experience in college taught her that there are many things that you should say when you should say them. It should be endured, and it needs to be endured. When it's time to fight, you need to fight. You give up, and there are people waiting to do it. Your vacated spot, someone waiting to go up. You can keep thinking, keep choosing, and choose the state you are most familiar with, the most proficient way, spend the least time, and complete the work with the best quality efficiency. When she returned to her hometown and entered the oilfield system, she found that her previous work experience and the rules of survival in the workplace had changed. There were so many things here, she didn't have a choice, she was trapped by an invisible rope in her limbs. I don't know what Brother Peng is doing now.

"Good evening." After typing, she sent him another good evening emoji.

Su Peng didn't reply, and chose to call her on a voice call. Wang Yan was very happy. During the call, Wang Yan told her boyfriend about what happened in the unit during the day, Su Peng was not surprised at all, he told Wang Yan that in the oilfield system, it is really useless to study. What is useful is whether the relationship of your family is hard. You have an uncle who is a high-ranking official, so you have never felt the sadness and sadness of the little people who work here.

"I've never relied on my uncle since I started working here. Not now, not in the future. In the end, neither. After Wang Yan finished speaking, she hung up the phone. Turn off your handset. She knew that what Su Peng said was the truth, and she was angry. She didn't understand why she was angry, but she knew she was angry. Su Peng had never spoken to himself like this before, using such words. She came back, and he was in a city, and there seemed to be a change between them. No, none of this has changed, nothing has changed.

There was a knock on the door.

"Let's come in with the door unlocked." Wang Yan said.

The door opens. Yan Yan came in.

"Mom."

"Mom heard you on the phone just now, so she didn't bother you."

"No interruption. Where's my uncle? ”

"He's gone early. Mom knows that you are in a bad mood today, so I will accompany you. Yan Yan said and walked in.

"Mom." Wang Yan said and hugged Yan Yan and leaned on Yan Yan's arms. Wang Yan felt the warmth of her mother's embrace.

Su Peng put down his phone. Speaking to himself; "Childish."

He pulled a sketchbook from the shelf, picked a pencil from the pen holder, and opened it to draw. Painting was the happiest moment for Su Peng. He just wants to paint now.

The picture in my heart, with my hands, with the use of a pen on the paper. You dictate your work at will, freely, casually, and contentedly. He especially likes the feeling and he enjoys it all the time. He knew that his talent was not high, and his work was belittled and discarded. He still loves to draw. This kind of love is not about getting something by drawing, what to get. It's about enjoying the whole process of drawing. This feeling fascinated him and intoxicated him. If he could, he would like to spend the rest of his life filling this moment. But reality does not allow him to be so willful, he needs to have an income to support himself, and he needs to bear a sole responsibility that belongs to him. He needs to accumulate a certain amount of capital to fight against his parents and use this capital to pursue his dreams.

"What are you doing?" The prompt sound of his mobile phone interrupted his creation, and Su Peng did not like it. There was no reply to the message.

"I've heard you're very good at drawing. You're so good. After reading the message, Su Peng found that the person who left the message was Tian Tian. Thinking of the way she adored herself in the arena, a thought occurred in her heart, telling herself to reply to her words. He didn't expect that his thought was just the beginning, and the connection between him and Tian Tian's life began to slowly increase.

"I paint. So-so, I just studied for more than ten years. After Su Peng finished sending this paragraph, he thought of Wang Yan's mother holding his painting and saying to his mother, The level of your son's painting is the same as that of my princess when she is about 10 years old. My princess started learning to draw when she was 3 years old. She's just a hobby. I don't plan to let her go to university as a special student in the future. Her grades are normal and she can get the wrong grades. and thy son shall be hanging. Indeed, Wang Yan has always been very good. That picture was painted when he was a sophomore in high school. After the teacher saw it, he specially praised him in the class. He was so happy that he told his mother about it. Mom is happy for him, and when she sees familiar people, she will show off.

"You learned to paint, and you can persist for more than ten years, which is amazing. I've never learned a skill for so long. My mom said that I was all three minutes hot when I learned things. What were you just doing. ”

"Draw." Swallow never complimented me, because when it comes to drawing, she is very good. She's great in so many ways. I'm a head shorter than her.

"Before painting."

"Call with an innocent child." The swallow is too young, the ideas are too simple, the oil field is full of networks of relationships and relatives, and the power of leadership is great.

"Innocent child. How naïve. I'm also naïve. ”

"You're not naïve."

Su Peng's fingertips danced on the phone screen, and a smile appeared on his face. He found that chatting with Tian Tian was very comfortable, so comfortable that he wanted to take the initiative to continue the topic. Before he knew it, he opened a hole in his heart for her.

Tian Tian on the other end of the phone is also very happy, today is the first official chat after the two sides joined WeChat. She knew that Su Peng had a girlfriend, but she still couldn't help but go to him and look at him secretly. Take the initiative to talk to him. She felt that Su Pengchang was very handsome, and he was also very handsome in the world. It's a thrill to look at him. Love is selfish, and she should be selfish once. Su Peng just has a girlfriend, he is not married yet, and his behavior is nothing. Also, in this era of openness, there is nothing to do about it.

She began to be interested in Su Peng's current girlfriend, the girl named Wang Yan, what she looked like, whether she was beautiful herself, and whether her family could help Su Peng. Why they love each other. I heard that she is in the same factory as herself, and she can get in touch with it when she has the opportunity. What kind of opportunities should she look for, how to get close to her.

Thinking of this, she found herself like a little woman who only loves a little woman, but if she thinks about herself from a different angle, she is such a person. Growing up, she never wanted to do something big. She just wants someone she loves, forms a small family, and runs her own small family well. I hope that Su Peng is the one who can form a small family with him. If that's the case, she'll be happy.