Xiaomian, there is a page missing from this contract document, you take it to the legal department to check with them, and then make up a new one. ”

Jiang Xiaomian took the contract and responded, "Oh, okay." ”

Chi Yanghe's casual words, but how could it be like this on the surface?

He watched Jiang Xiaomian get up and go upstairs, walked to the legal office, and quietly stuffed the paper with the missing page of the contract into the trash.

Jiang Xiaomian came to the legal director's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Hearing the voice inside, Jiang Xiaomian pushed the door in, "Director Chen, our director said that there are imperfections and missing pages in this contract, and a copy needs to be replaced." ”

When the director opened it and looked at it, he really missed a page, and muttered: "There is no reason why a page will be missed, strange!" Then he explained: "Xiaomian, you go outside to find a legal commissioner surnamed Xiang and ask him to check and make up for it." ”

Jiang Xiaomian walked out of the office after listening to the guidance, and looked around, only to see that there was no one in the empty post.

"Hey, Xiaomian, why do you have time to come to our department today?"

When Jiang Xiaomian looked back, he replied to the colleague with a smile: "I have a contract that needs to be checked with a colleague surnamed Xiang, is he not there?"

"Oh, he's going to get the papers, you wait a minute." As the colleague was talking, he pointed to a figure walking in front of him, his eyes narrowed into a line: "Dongyang, Jiang Tezhu is looking for you."

The two men looked up and looked at each other.

Jiang Xiaomian was like a scarecrow in a rice field, and he couldn't say anything else for a long time.

A colleague introduced on the side: "Xiaomian, this is our new legal specialist, his name is Xiang Dongyang." ”

"Hello." Xiang Dongyang shook his hand at Jiang Xiaomian, such a logical action, as if they had just met.

Jiang Xiaomian stagnated in the air and slowed down for half a beat.

"This is a cooperation contract for the AIKE brand, and our director said that there are imperfections, and you need to review them."

The two hands stretched out towards the document stopped at the picture of one giving and one taking. It's like time frozen in a camera, and then everything around it starts to slow down, slow down, and become out of tune.

When Xiang Dongyang took a look, he said, "It's indeed a page missing, you wait a minute, I'll make up another one for you." ”

Can Jiang Xiaomian pretend that she hasn't been here, can she pretend that she is a speck of dust wandering in the air? She stood next to him and watched the tone of his speech, hiding a little coldness, with an unfamiliar attitude, very pretending.

The "click" sound of the printer was transmitted one by one, Jiang Xiaomian felt that her thoughts were tightened by it, she only dared to stare at the printer, staring at it until it made no sound, she was still motionless.

A few seconds later, Xiang Dongyang quietly picked up a thick pile of paper from the printer's paper outlet, clicked the sound of the stapler a few times, and put the signed pen back in its place.

"Alright, take it."

Jiang Xiaomian took over the paper and still had a little residual warmth, and wanted to ask him why he came here to work, but he should have come back with cold words. Jiang Xiaomian didn't say anything, and in the end, he turned around and walked away with only two words, "thank you".

But Xiang Dongyang was even more entangled than her, he sat down on the stool, breathed in the fresh air, and when he closed his eyes, Li Xiaohuan's words were still in his ears.

He asked himself, "Am I really here for her?" She wouldn't say a word too much, and I didn't have the courage to speak to her. ”

Unspeakable words are like a fish bone stuck in the throat, and you can't find the right place to pick it out, and you are tormented by the sting. If you swallow those words and don't say them, your heart will burst with blood.

The legal department is on the 20th floor and the design department is on the 18th floor.

The distance between the two people is only two floors apart in this company, but it is like a world of difference.

Every inch of time and every inch of gold, there are people who don't want this gold, and let themselves spend their time wandering around the ticking clock.

Jiang Xiaomian is so boring. To put it simply, there is no thought about anything.

"Will we be in the same building every day from now on?"

"What is the probability that you will happen to crash into the elevator at the same time to commute to work."

"When you have a big meeting in the company, you inevitably have to meet."

……

Her head was filled with all kinds of thoughts, and it wasn't until it was almost time to leave work that she realized that she had achieved nothing in her work.

The colleagues around him rushed to the exit like escaping from the cage, and they all strode forward.

"Xiaomian, I'm off work, why don't you leave?"

Jiang Xiaomian was doing copywriting, and looked up at his colleague: "Today's report hasn't been sorted out yet, it's going to be right away." ”

"Sure enough, the capable work harder, Xiaomian, then let's go first."

Jiang Xiaomian only lowered her head to do her own thing, and it was about half an hour before she sorted out her things and left.

"Ding"

As soon as the elevator arrived, everything was always so coincidental.

There was only Xiang Dongyang inside, and it seemed that he had just finished cleaning up and went downstairs.

Jiang Xiaomian stood in front of the elevator and hesitated for a long time, grabbing the corner of her clothes and not knowing what to do next, until the elevator was about to close automatically, Xiang Dongyang's cold face approached her, and her expression was a little serious.

The elevator door was stopped by someone, and he asked the person in front of him: "What, am I a tiger going to eat you?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian's eyes dodged involuntarily, and he moved his steps into the elevator. "You're a tiger, you really can eat people." She replied in her heart.

The elevator doors slowly closed automatically, and the two of them remained silent, probably because the air was too quiet, making the sound of the elevator doors closing unusually loud.

Xiang Dongyang raised his head slightly, and after rolling his eyes a few times, Jiang Xiaomian found that the forehead lines hand-picked by the years on his forehead were clearly visible.

Silence is always broken.

But it wasn't one of them who broke the silence.

"Bang dang, bang dang"

…

The elevator let out a howl like a monster before eating people, and it shook violently a few times before stopping.

Xiang Dongyang and Jiang Xiaomian almost stumbled, they climbed up with the railing on the wall of the compartment, the two of them looked at each other anxiously, and their restless breathing became more and more rapid and rough.

"Dididi"

…

The indicated floor of the elevator stops on the eleventh floor.

Layers of crystal sweat appeared on Xiang Dongyang's head, and he pressed the help button in the past, "Property?" We were stuck in the elevator. ”

Opposite: "Okay, please be patient, we'll send a maintenance worker." ”

Jiang Xiaomian's face was already frightened, and she immediately panicked, she was just a little girl! It turned out to happen in the news, and the "elevator horror" in the TV series or the "elevator horror" would not hesitate to come to her.

Xiang Dongyang originally wanted to reach out to hold her, but somehow the final choice stopped on her back and patted her gently: "Are you okay, they will be there soon." ”

"Okay." Jiang Xiaomian slowly spit out a word, and his look of fear and anxiety could not be eliminated.

At this time, her phone rang, it was Chi Yanghe's call.

"Hey, Xiaomian, are you home?"

"I, I'm trapped in the company's elevator with Xiang Dongyang..."

Jiang Xiaomian hadn't finished speaking, toot... Honk... Honk...

The cell phone signal was out of breath.

With a few "bangs", the lights flickered and flickered, and the elevator continued to shake and tremble, as if it was about to plunge people into a black hole hell.

"Ahh ——”

The nerves of the two people tensed at the same time, and their hearts trembled chaotically with the elevator, and they were nervous. Jiang Xiaomian was so frightened that he covered his ears and opened his mouth to scream, and tears appeared on both sides of his face silently. Then the body was surrounded by a burst of strength in the majestic chest, and the voice said softly: "Xiaomian, don't be afraid. ”

Jiang Xiaomian hugged him tightly and whimpered: "Dongyang, why haven't they come yet..."

"At least I'm still here."

In a word, Jiang Xiaomian felt at ease for a long time, like, like the first bungee jump that year.

Finally, the voice of the property sounded outside, "Mr. Xiang, Mr. Xiang, can you hear me?" ”

"We're here, we're here!"

A sound was there, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, and passed through the elevator wall I don't know how high the decibels they heard, but both of them were desperately answering.

There was another slapping sound outside: "Xiaomian, Xiaomian, are you okay?" I am Chi Yanghe, and I answered after hearing the words. ”

"Superintendent, I... I'm okay..."

Chi Yanghe was already home from work, but suddenly heard Jiang Xiaomian's abnormal phone call on the phone, and hurriedly came again. Now hearing her answer, she trembled, and suddenly lost her temper like a huge flood that struck, and she threw all her anger on the property next to the station, grabbing his shirt and shouting angrily: "How do you regularly inspect the elevator?" Think it's an ornament? Is it played? This is the tenth floor, you drop one down and try it! ”

I have never seen Chi Yanghe with such a temper, his angry eyes are very scary, and he is about to swallow people alive. Their answer was also trembling: "Director Chi... The elevator is stuck on the 10th floor with... Eleventh floor... In between, the workers went to get the motor and equipment, and the hands... Manually turn the car to save people..."

At this moment, the inside and outside of the elevator, the people inside, are carrying fear; People on the outside, exposing their tempers.

The maintenance personnel were sweating profusely and started working.

The people outside shouted: "Mr. Xiang, pay attention, the elevator is going up..."

"Get out of the way, I say!" Chi Yanghe pushed the property away, stared at the elevator door with his throat and shouted: "Xiaomian, Xiaomian, pay attention to safety, they have started to work, the elevator will rise slowly, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, I'll wait for you to come out outside!" He repeated, his face and throat flushed.

Jiang Xiaomian's weak voice came from inside: "Okay, I heard..."

The elevator shook violently from time to time, and Jiang Xiaomian screamed in fright every time he was in his arms.

Xiang Dongyang held her hand tightly. At this time, he admitted that all these years without Jiang Xiaomian were even more bleak and helpless than the moment when he was stuck in the elevator.

With so close to her, he almost forgot that they were still in danger.

"Xiao Mian..."

Jiang Xiaomian heard Xiang Dongyang calling to himself, thinking that he was going to say something, with a "Huh?" Fear turned his head, but he didn't expect his lips to be so securely pressed against him.

The terrifying breath was swallowed back into her stomach, Jiang Xiaomian did not resist, and a warmth dispersed her fear, panic, and invisibly turned into nothing.

Until the elevator shook violently again and knocked them to the ground.

Then, they felt the elevator go up at a slightly steady pace, and the two men lay on the ground, looking up at the occasional jittery elevator. When the eyes met, in the shallow smile, the tears flashed clearly.

After a long wait of two minutes, time seemed to be shackled by a black-and-white impermanence latte, revealing little by little and struggling to walk.

"Ding", crisp and loud, like a good sound heard in a distant world, followed by the words: "Be careful, be careful!"

Finally, the elevator's death door was opened with the strength of a group of people.

"Xiaomian, Dongyang..."

There is no need to be separated by the elevator, Chi Yanghe's call, and their smiles are relieved.

Xiang Dongyang stretched out his cuffs and helped her wipe away the tears on her cheeks, "Xiaomian, don't cry, we're out." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Xiaomian hugged him tightly, "Almost, I lost you." ”

Seeing this scene, Chi Yanghe's lips pursed into a line and smiled slightly, without saying a word, Chi moved his steps and silently walked to the staircase downstairs.

In the darkening sky, the morning star that first appeared on the eastern horizon shimmered brighter and brighter, the new leaves of the ceiba tree replaced the decay of the flowers, and the world of the past was transformed into a new life in the metabolism.

They are like that, and so is that love.

In the falling flowers, the figure of two people chasing after me looms, they pick up the falling flowers, and the color of the red Shuo surrounds a huge and complete heart shape.

A male voice sounded on the bench standing next to the heart, and he asked the woman leaning on his shoulder with a jealous taste: "Xiaomian, why didn't you agree to the proposal that day?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian tilted his head and looked at him with a smile: "Oh? So you were there that day? Where are you hiding? ”

"I'm hiding in your heart!" Xiang Dongyang replied with a smile.

Jiang Xiaomian pursed her mouth and asked, "Then why haven't you let Li Xiaohuan be your girlfriend for five years?" ”

"Because she's not you!"

The twilight was thinned one by one, and she leaned into his arms, her eyes smiling like a bright crescent moon in the sky, and he saw the most beautiful moonlight in the world.

"Xiaomian, can you read "To the Oak Tree" to me again?"

She cleared her throat, ready to speak in a soft and warm tone, like the swarms of fireflies flying in the twilight singing one after the other:

If I love you,

Never like a climbing flower,

Show off by your high branches,

…

Xiang Dongyang smiled and pushed her, "Although I am not good at liberal arts and can't speak flowery words, I also have a poem to give you, a poem that no one else has heard and no one knows." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Xiaomian looked surprised and said with a smile: "Haha, do you improvise?" ”

Xiang Dongyang shook his head, "Believe it or not, it's been a poem from several years ago." ”

He cleared his throat with a deliberate and serious attitude, and said in a tone that was no more beautiful than hers:

In the next life, I would like to be a kapok,

Not to amaze your splendor in the branches,

Just to silently watch and guard the pompousness of the world.

When April is gone, the buds of the flowers are still pulled.

I sit quietly in the branches,

See your veins gaze back.

The way you turned for me at that moment,

Rowed in the time of never reincarnation.

When the kapok falls and the prosperity of the old city passes,

I was silently buried in the dirt you had stepped on.

No one will find this mahogee blooming for you,

No one is going to find out where it will go after it falls.

What a familiar sentence, a sentence of entwined syllables that shuttled back and forth over the years of her life, and then some questions bubbled silently in her mind.

After he finished reading it, she smiled and asked, "Who taught you this poem?" ”

Xiang Dongyang shook his head vigorously, and said very seriously: "You don't believe it, I picked up your painting book back then, and I wrote it into your painting book!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaomian was slightly stunned, "Picture book? Is it a picture book I picked up in September eight years ago? ”

Xiang Dongyang nodded, "I once saw it return to your hands, I guess who should have picked it up and returned it to you." ”

Yes, those things that can be related are all consistent, Jiang Xiaomian continued to tilt his head and lean on Xiang Dongyang's shoulder without saying a word, and neither of them mentioned the painting book again.

Regarding Han Feiran's deception, Jiang Xiaomian did not expose it in front of Xiang Dongyang, packaging the story as a pebble without edges and corners, and sinking into the sea silently. If this were not the case, Xiang Dongyang would know that he must be very sad in his heart, how sad he should be.

"Sure enough, the writing is very tender, and it's so hard for you to write such a poem!"

"Not really! When I wrote this poem, I was a freshman, and as you can imagine, the freshman students realized that poetry is about rhyme and rhyme, and what the hell is rhyme! The Chinese teacher found out and probably strangled me to death! ”

She pretended to pinch him, and the two of them laughed merrily.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't know how to describe what happened that day, she thought that the catastrophe would not die, and the blessings would follow one after another. The moment he leaned on his arms for the rest of his life, even happiness was filled with the small pores in his body, and he would laugh comfortably when he dreamed at night.

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