Chapter 27: Thinking Too Much About Yourself

Liang Zi still parked the car far away at the intersection, and stood at the gate of the project department compound with a shopping bag.

Bai Wanwan ran over, took the shopping bag, and smiled at Liang Zi: "Thank you." ”

Liang Zi shook his head: "You're welcome." ”

The night was too dark to hide his crampedness and blush.

Bai Wanwan waved her hand and turned to leave.

Liang Zi hurriedly said: "Accountant Bai! ”

Bai Wanwan turned to look at him: "Huh? ”

Liang Zi said incoherently: "That, Accountant Bai, I cut the pineapple, I washed the meat, and the manager doesn't know what's going on when he cooks these days, he always puts more sugar and sweet, don't mind." ”

Bai Wanwan was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I know." ”

Carrying the lunch box back to the finance room.

Bai Wanwan opened the lid, looked at the hot ancient pineapple meat, picked up a piece and tasted it, it was very sweet, very in line with her taste.

Thinking of what Liang Zi said, I couldn't help but think of Sun Cong'an, and then recalled his unclear words that day.

Do you know someone who likes you very much?

As for who it was and what kind of person she liked, Sun Cong'an didn't tell her.

In addition, from that day on, Sun Cong'an would send Liang Zi over to bring her lunch boxes every night, and all the dishes she loved to eat on weekdays were all dishes.

Bai Wanwan couldn't help but start to take a seat.

It should be a state of disgust and disgust, but subconsciously judged that "I think too much".

The point of this careful thinking became clear after the end of the month when the task was exceeded again.

Traditionally, workers leave work early on the last day of the month to pay out loans and bonuses.

After half a month of hard work, I finally saw the return, and everyone's mood was relaxed.

After sending away the last worker, a few people from the finance department were packing up their things, and someone came over and sent a message to Bai Wanwan: "Accountant Bai, Manager Sun asked you to go to his place." ”

Bai Wanwan's first reaction was not about what happened to her, but guessing that Sun Cong'an would have something to do with her.

After passing over unhurriedly, as soon as he pushed open the door of the lounge, he saw Sun Cong'an sitting at the table.

"What are you looking for me?" Bai Wanwan was familiar with the way, walked to the small sofa on the side and sat down.

Sun Cong'an turned his head and looked at Bai Wanwan with those eyes as clear as a stream, and said with a calm expression: "Oh, it's nothing, I just want to meet you." ”

The expression was too ordinary, and the tone was extremely natural, as simple as an ordinary greeting, so that Bai Wanwan couldn't react normally for a while.

After she had tasted the meaning, Sun Cong'an had already stretched out her hand to the packed lunch box in front of her and said, "Oh, take it." ”

A strange emotion was held in her chest, Bai Wanwan wanted to say something before leaving, but then she heard Sun Cong'an gently instruct behind her back: "Wear more clothes in the future, it's been cold lately." ”

The emotion in his chest dissipated uncontrollably, and even the stiff shoulder skeleton softened, Bai Wanwan walked over and picked up the bag, shook it unsteadily, and then walked away without looking back.

After walking out of the door for about ten steps, the palms of my hands slowly became cold.

The atmosphere of the construction site was very noisy, Bai Wanwan's footsteps were very heavy, she looked up at the misty light of Bai Station in the distance, and the strange emotions in her heart gradually became clear.

A sense of disobedience, no, is a sense of deviation.

It is the feeling of a circle of ripples silently rippling on the surface of the lake with gentle wind and waves.