Chapter 8 Airport Encounters
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was slightly white, and a ray of light crept in through the gap in the curtains, casting it on the floor. Tan Xiaojuan had already woken up, and she didn't sleep well this night. Maybe the bed was too soft, maybe she had just moved in and wasn't used to it, and she was hesitating to get up and make breakfast.
Huang Xiaoya slept soundly, covering her head and snoring slightly. Tan Xiaojuan didn't dare to turn over casually, let alone get up. She was afraid of disturbing Huang Xiaoya. I had to search for the light with my eyes, and I fell into my own complicated thoughts. A picture conjured up before her eyes: a staggering old mother waving to her following the village truck, followed by three younger brothers, the eldest of whom was twelve years old and the youngest was only five years old.
Tan Xiaojuan divided her monthly income of less than 5,000 into three parts, one was rent, one was sent home, and one was kept for herself. She is used to this kind of planning, she has set a small goal for herself, in two years, she wants to save a sum of money for study, she wants to take the graduate school exam.
Just as Tan Xiaojuan was still planning in her mind, Huang Xiaoya's little yellow duck alarm clock rang, and Huang Xiaoya just moved and didn't get up. It wasn't until the alarm clock rang for the third time that she lazily stretched out a hand from the bed, took the little yellow duck to the bed, and made it stop yelling.
Tan Xiaojuan got up quickly.
"What are you going to eat in the morning?" Tan Xiaojuan asked Huang Xiaoya.
"I'll do it casually." After Huang Xiaoya finished speaking, she turned her head and fell asleep.
Tan Xiaojuan opened the refrigerator, and she found that the freezer layer was full of quick-frozen food, including custard buns, knife cuts, finger cakes, and some things she didn't know what they were. She took out the custard bun and pulled out a steamer with drawers from under the kitchen cabinet. Put the pot on the gas stove, take a dinner plate, and put the custard bun on the plate. Then put it on a drawer. Light the gas stove and watch the flames string.
She went to the bathroom and began to wash up. Now she only has five stops to get to the office, so she has plenty of time to clean up. She remembered the days when she was always in a hurry to catch the bus and subway in the morning, and often went out without freshening up. At this time, she felt that she was lucky to meet Huang Xiaoya.
After a while, the whole room was filled with the smell of custard buns. She turned off the gas stove, walked to the bed, and told Huang Xiaoya to get up.
"Get up."
"Okay, I smell the scent and I'm a little hungry." Huang Xiaoya's eyes were still closed, but her mouth was not ambiguous.
Huang Xiaoya was struggling to get out of bed, and the mobile phone ringtone with the music of "Childhood" suddenly rang. She saw that it was Xia Huaqiang calling, so she quickly picked it up.
"Huang Xiaoya, you immediately go to the company to pick up the document on my desk that you copied yesterday, and take a taxi to Pudong Airport." Xia Huaqiang gave an order on the phone.
"Ah, okay. What time did you get on the plane? ”
"Ten o'clock, you hurry."
"Okay, okay." Huang Xiaoya responded, and hurriedly dressed and got up.
"This boss, who has amnesia, always pulls this and that, and is annoyed." Huang Xiaoya began to complain.
"Do you want me to run for you?" Tan Xiaojuan saw that Huang Xiaoya hadn't gotten up yet, she was just done.
"Ah, that's not appropriate." Huang Xiaoya felt that Tan Xiaojuan was a little surprised that she had such a thought.
"Oh, I'm just afraid you're too late. You haven't eaten breakfast yet. Tan Xiaojuan looked at Huang Xiaoya's suspicious eyes and knew that she was talking too much.
"It's okay, I won't eat it, you can eat. I copied one more portkey last week, you take it. Huang Xiaoya took out an off-white coat from the wardrobe, took out a key from the pocket of her jacket and put it in Tan Xiaojuan's hand. Quickly put on your coat and go into the bathroom. After only freshening up for less than five minutes, I said goodbye to Tan Xiaojuan and went out.
Tan Xiaojuan used a shovel to shovel the bottom of the plate and took out the custard bun, put it on the table, and she opened the curtain. At this time, she realized that the room was facing east and west, and the bedroom was where the sunlight came in. The sun shone on the messy bed, and on the blue quilt and in the center of the sheets was a big bear grinning happily. Tan Xiaojuan put the bed in order with her hands, and the quilt was all ripped flat. She picked up the pajamas that Huang Xiaoya threw on the quilt in a hurry, she touched it in her hand, it was silky soft, she smoothed her and folded it, and placed it neatly under the quilt. After doing all this, she poured herself a glass of water, grabbed the custard bun and chewed it, and she felt that this was the time to play some music. She remembered watching TV at her next-door neighbor's house as a child, and that's pretty much what life was like on the screen. She looked around, finally trying to turn on the computer. But the computer had a password, she couldn't get in, and she decided not to do it in vain.
She finished her breakfast and looked at the time when it was half past seven, and she decided to clean up. Mop the entire floor of the room with a mop.
After doing all this, she was about to go out, when Huang Xiaoya called her.
"When you pass by the FamilyMart in a moment, bring me breakfast. I want two of the beef patties. Huang Xiaoya obviously called her while sitting in a taxi.
"Okay, did you deliver it?" Tan Xiaojuan asked her.
"No, I was on my way to the airport. I'm getting hungry. Huang Xiaoya shouted unhappily on the phone.
"I'll bring it to you later, and call me anytime if you have anything." Tan Xiaojuan was grateful to Huang Xiaoya, and she immediately put on a black short down jacket and went out. When she passed by the FamilyMart convenience store, she brought Huang Xiaoya two beef patties and carefully wrapped them tightly in a plastic bag so that it would not be easy to get cold.
Huang Xiaoya was on the way from the company to the airport, the morning rush hour was a little congested, and the drive of less than an hour had been more than an hour, and the driver said that it would take more than half an hour. Xia Huaqiang has already urged twice. She felt that this secretarial job was purely a chore, and she had thought about it very highly. After returning to China, she rarely contacted her classmates abroad who were studying at the same time. In addition to being busy, there are many other reasons. Every time she looked at Tan Xiaojuan looking at her, she showed envious eyes, but she was actually very familiar with this look. The same way she looked at her classmates at that time.
There are too many well-off children among her classmates who study abroad, and she is actually not a rich person among those classmates. It's too ordinary. She rarely attends some of the events they organize. Although her parents often ask her if she has enough money and send it to her account on a monthly basis, she will still be able to save money except for some necessary expenses. However, she has always had the desire to make a lot of money. She was once pursued by some wealthy boys with her beautiful looks. But in the end, it all broke up, and she felt that she lacked too much to deal with boys, and later dismissed this idea. She has six roommates, two of whom never have a window in their relationship. All the living expenses during the school period were paid for by them.
"Here we are." Just as she was thinking about the two roommates, the driver reminded her that she was at the airport. She shook her head, sobered herself up immediately, checked her bag and documents, and then paid the driver and got out of the car.
She called Xia Huaqiang, who told her to wait for her at the security checkpoint. She sped towards security. finally gave the document to Xia Huaqiang. Xia Huaqiang also complained that she came too late and almost delayed her flight. She didn't defend herself, she knew Xia Huaqiang's personality too well in the past two months, and the more she explained, the more angry he would be. So, the best way to deal with him is to be as silent as possible. "Silence is golden" is sometimes a code of conduct to protect oneself in the workplace.
Seeing Xia Huaqiang pass the security check smoothly, she turned around and was thinking about whether to take a taxi or take the subway back to the company when someone suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Huang Xiaoya, how could it be you?" A high-pitched, exaggerated female voice cried.
Huang Xiaoya raised her head and looked at the girl standing in front of her in surprise, she seemed to be familiar, but she didn't recognize it at once.
"I'm Mo Xiaoying, have you forgotten? Australia! The girl blinked and reminded her.
"Oh, goddess Mo Xiaoying." Huang Xiaoya stared at the face with heavy makeup and suddenly remembered, by the way, this Mo Xiaoying is one of her two roommates who never have a window period in love.