In recent days, Wang Yan has felt very comfortable, everything is developing in a good direction, her life has entered spring in advance, and the grass has secretly popped up, full of spring.

The young lady took the initiative to contact herself, talk about the purchasing matter, send the detailed plan to herself, send it to herself by email, and promise to give herself a greater benefit. In front of money, he showed the low profile of secular people and took the initiative to bend his waist for this. As for the piglet's complaint, the simple analysis chose to ignore it euphemistically; Listening to what my cousin said, I found that the things I said were all about the relationship between the two, and I couldn't help it, after all, my own participation could not solve the problem, it would only become more and more chaotic. The bell must also be tied to the bell, and the trouble created by the two themselves, allowing others to participate can only add to the chaos, just like a kitten playing with wool, making the thread more and more messy.

My parents have not left, they have always been by their side, and the life of a family of three after a long time is very enjoyable and warm. After all, this has always been a wish, and it is now being realized. My father promised me that I would not go to work in other places, and that I would continue to work in my hometown until I retired.

I agreed to meet Brother Peng in the spring, in the near future. Our own feelings have not changed.

The silver rolls in, the parents are by their side, and the love does not change. How can your life not be happy?

Dongzhu must see that he has too much free time, and he always chats with himself, and the topic of each chat is different. Literary appreciation, love counselor, psychiatrist, etc., every time I talk to her, I wonder what kind of impression I have on Dongzhu in my four years of college, and how she can be so confident that I can handle these roles. There is also the fact that Wang Zitong and Shi Lei can also share it, why are they all on themselves.

Today, the topic of talking to yourself is a completely new one. Spit on the trash can that works overtime. Although I empathize with the matter of working overtime, I am still a little impatient with Dongzhu's initiative to chat with you on WeChat. One thing is stuck in the mind, and there is no way to dissipate it. For Dongzhu, he was embarrassed to take the initiative to drive away, so he could only chat with him and add some perfunctory.

"Princess Yan, are you listening?"

The cliché narration is a bit sleepy. The leader of the unit asks you to work overtime, and draw a big pie to motivate you, and where the pie is in the end, it is still in the hands of those who have the power. "Listening."

"There is no sound on the other side, I thought you left, or the network signal was not good, hang up for the time being."

This can lead to embarrassment. "If you don't like overtime, you can choose not to work overtime, or change to a job that doesn't require overtime. After all, in this world, people are the most important, and some people have everything, and the body is likely to be overwhelmed by overtime. I am not in good health, I am sick, I am working overtime, earning money, and I have no life to spend, but it seems that the gains outweigh the losses. ”

After saying part of what she was thinking, Wang Yan began to appreciate herself. After listening to this, Dongzhu couldn't help but want to laugh. The smile leads to the movement of the facial skin, and being restrained by something in the mind adds some weirdness. A lot of the words in my head don't fit, and the next answer, there is only one sentence left. "I love my job and never wanted to change."

"Then what were you doing complaining before?" This sentence brought out most of the irritability in Wang Yan's heart, and the words blurted out, and reason occupied the brain. Sisi analyzed, what I said just now, and the views I have always believed, or without I noticing, some of the old ideas have been reversed, and some views have changed.

Dongzhu's voice flowed calmly from the microphone. "I don't know. Maybe I want to get your sympathy and comfort, maybe I just want someone to talk to and exchange some ideas. One thing I can tell you for sure. I love my job and don't want to change. This job is a testament to my worth. It gives me a sense of accomplishment. The matter of overtime, thinking about a small flaw, looks particularly eye-catching. ”

Wang Yan sneered unconsciously, and the laughter affected the following expression. "You've found your favorite, congratulations." The words of expression strengthen the coldness of the body, and the cold air solidifies the body and develops in the direction of increasing and aggravating.

"Thank you. I have some things to take care of, let's talk about it another day. ”

"Let's talk another day." There was a feeling in my heart that it was Dongzhu who noticed the change in her mood and ended today's topic so quickly. It's a bit of a standout compared to the non-stop chatting that used to be.

After graduating from university, I returned to work in an oil company, and this sense of accomplishment never appeared. Work mechanically becomes to earn a wage, to use it to support one's daily life, or to meet one's own needs. This state has changed from the discomfort at the beginning to the current habitual, and there is still an attitude in my mind that life and work should be like this. The three words of accomplishment were taken into the bottom of my heart, and heavy dust fell on it. It was turned out today, and it didn't have a chance to be in a mood and happy. Dongzhu and his former self are in the same world, and her current self has left there and is ready to stay in another world.

Wang Yan flipped through her memories and found that she would always find a person's shadow in her sense of achievement, which was Wang Zitong. The closest contact with Wang Zitong was a few words of greeting on Chinese New Year's Eve. I don't know, how is that little Nizi doing lately, waiting for the score of the graduate school entrance examination, with the score line, it won't taste too good. Think about it for a while, and start with an emoji as a temptation.

"Hello, Princess Yan."

"Hello."

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's not too big, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss it very much. I'd like to ask you how you've been doing. ”

"I've been very busy lately, busy being a model and taking pictures in spring clothes. Buy time and study hard. There is no drama in the re-examination this year, and I can fight again next year. ”

"Good luck."

"That's your good word. I'm still busy, and I'll talk to you about it when I have time. Can only say goodbye here. ”

"Goodbye."

The little girl was busy with her own affairs, and after the conversation, there was a lot of free time in her heart. Wang Yan suspected that she didn't have to go to work all day for overhaul today.

When I gave Wang Zitong a picture, I casually sent Shi Lei an identical picture, and now I have only received a reply. There was a sense that it was too late. Taste carefully, this matter does not need a concept of time at all, and there is no difference between what you just thought and picking a bone in an egg.

"Princess Yan is here, and I will respond to the little master."

"What have you been busy with lately, I haven't talked to you for a long time, I miss you a little."

"I miss you too. Are you available on February 14th? ”

"I don't know. I need to look before I can give you an answer. ”

"You have to be free. I'm waiting for you to save my life. ”

"I'll check the calendar, I'm telling you."

"Good. I'm waiting for you. ”

Chatting can soothe people's mood, and people in a world can find a sense of familiarity with each other with people in this world.

Author's note: It's a matter of attitude towards work and life situations.

I want to write a kind of tangle.

For the time being, I don't recommend myself to move forward in a stand-alone state, and I hope more people can read it.

After today's update, good night.

(End of chapter)