When I woke up, the sky was already bright.

Although I slept well last night and didn't have a single dream, my sleepiness has not disappeared at the moment, and I still want to sleep for a while with sleepy eyes.

It suddenly occurred to me that yesterday the boss lost his temper in the company, seeing where was wrong, and drinking tea said that it was tasteless, but he couldn't find the reason. Everyone looked at each other, and for a while they all became clueless, staring blankly at him unhappy.

At this moment, when I thought about it, I suddenly came to my senses. The person immediately bounced out of bed, ran to the bathroom to wash in front of the mirror, put on a light makeup, and straightened his hair.

Today, I have to go early, and it will take a lot of time for the boss to sit and wait for the latecomer, and I have already been named, although only once, but in the face of such a dedicated me, I resolutely do not want to happen a second time. The point is that I have a poor 20 or so hundred-dollar bills every month, and I really can't bear to refuse to meet me because of this.

When I was about to go out, I glanced at the weather on my phone. Oh, my God, why did you get thirty-one degrees all at once, hot dizziness?

I copied a white cool hat and saved myself from going out to buy sunscreen.

At this moment, as soon as I opened the door, a wave of heat rushed in. I hesitated, then turned back to the room and changed out of the blue beggar's jeans I had been wearing for more than a week, and the slightly faded black half-sleeved old shirt. To put it bluntly, seeing myself in a black old man's shirt in the mirror, I really had the urge to wrap a black scarf around my head, like a young nun.

At this time, I picked up the long plain and slightly elastic cotton dress in the wardrobe that I hadn't been "willing to" wear once since I bought it, the faint sky blue without a trace of patterns, the upper body was short-sleeved and tightened under the hips and relaxed, looking like a mermaid-like long plain and slightly stretchy cotton dress, wearing a pair of black sandal slippers barefoot, and turning back in front of the mirror to braid my hair and putting it in front of it, pressing a white cool hat. This time it can't be sunburned, and it can't be hot. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be too windy to walk on the road like this? Hehe, is there still a self-inflicted amorous person like me?

Time was tossed by me like this, as if I was not ready to go out early at all, on the contrary, it was a few minutes later than usual, obviously I got up early in the morning and rushed to a late meeting.

Anyway, I wasn't late, and the moment the clock rang for work, I kicked in and out. Oh! It's also too punctual. At this time, I suddenly realized that I was really heartless.

It seems that everyone thinks so early in the morning, and I am the last one to come. At this moment, the ACCCIM sat on the desk without lifting his eyelids. If you're really late, it looks like I'm "hanging" again today.

I half-closed my eyes, and began to pray silently in my heart: I hope that Sister Yan's ears hurt at this time, and she didn't have the heart to talk too much; The second wish is very "diligent", Master Qin focused his eyes on Sister Shiitake in addition to work, and didn't see when I came in; Sister Sanyuan Shiitake is staring directly at the bag she just got yesterday in a daze, thinking in her heart where to get a skirt color that can match the bag?

I tiptoed like a cat and sat in my place, lest I make some noise to attract his attention.

Great, no one spoke.

The Chamberlain sat there in a daze like a goose. The proprietress doesn't seem to like to get up early, and most of the time she is away is in the morning. At this time, I pressed down the white cool hat with my hand, trying to hide myself, it was best for the ACCCIM to leave without saying a word, and everyone could do whatever they wanted.

Ten minutes passed in silence, and an atmosphere of complacency and relaxation made me raise my head and sneak a glance at the ACCCIM, who was still sitting there like a statue without lifting his eyelids.

At this moment, suddenly he moved, and was about to get up and leave, and I buried my head on the table, thinking that I would be right when he was out.

I felt a mysterious gust of wind blow the cool hat off my head slowly and silently, and landed on the side.

When I looked up, the ACCCIM just withdrew his hand, raised the corners of his mouth and walked out.

Oh! It turned out that he had already seen me, pretending not to see me, and his eyelids were not raised, and I thought he was sitting still like a dumb goose. Just now, I just performed like an ugly duckling, and it seems that this month's salary will be uncomfortable for a few more days.

I was looking at the back of the ACCCIM disappearing at the door in a daze, when I suddenly noticed the uncle sweeping the floor walking past the door with his head bowed and a big bouquet of flowers in his arms full of joy. The face full of happy words is really out of place with my depressed mood at this time.

At this moment, I ran out and called out to my uncle. I want to see what kind of flower he is holding, and what will be wrong if he uses it for confession?

"This flower is fragrant, look at it, it's fresh! The mosquito repellent effect must be very good, to your aunt, she said that she can attract mosquitoes. The giggling uncle said.

I saw that it was a large bouquet of white perfume lily and powder-blue lavender, and it seemed that it would be fine for a week, so I swallowed back what I was going to say. Immediately changed his mind and told the uncle to come to us in a while, and pack up some paper shells and mineral water bottles.

Looking at the back of the uncle who ran towards the aunt and disappeared in the corridor, the beautiful steps that came out were like a beautiful dance music playing in the ears, and the uncle walked down the steps and danced.

Love makes people live younger and younger, love makes people tired, even if love is just a flash in the pan, it is enough to make people intoxicated for a lifetime.

How good is it to be lucky enough to meet someone you like in life, even if she pretends to reject you a few times?

Isn't the taste of love treasured in this seemingly torturous coming and going, if you get your hands on it, where will you get unforgettable memories? The consequence of the rapid warming of feelings is inevitably the rapid extinguishment of the flame, and the person you have known for a while will have to be forgotten for the rest of your life.

I stood in the corridor in a daze, thinking that my aunt had taken the uncle's bouquet in her hand, and I was secretly smirking in my heart, and I deliberately lowered my voice and said unwillingly: "Who is rare about the broken things you picked up!" "Huh!

It is very likely that it is such a heartfelt and seemingly unintentional sentence, which makes the elated uncle unable to find the north in an instant?

Such a scene reminded me unconsciously of the story of ACCCIM and Village Flower.

His depressed expression and the way he drank it all from his glass really left an indelible impression. It's like a voice whispering that the past can't be forgotten, the past can't be recalled, can't forget, can't hurt, everything is in the wine.

Short-lived love leaves lifelong regrets. Perhaps, he has been living in a dream with the village flower at night for so many years, and he has been constantly looking for the shadow of the village flower on the proprietress during the day. If a person becomes a substitute for another person, it depends on whether the person acting as a substitute has feelings for this person, and if you love this person, it is better to pretend not to know, and the substitute is always much nobler than other unscrupulous forcible possession.

At this moment, it was too far away, and I, who was standing in the corridor in a daze, turned my head at the shouts of Sister Shiitake Mushroom.

Oh!

She was wearing a tight black skirt at this time, tightly wrapped from her neck to her feet, her hair was permed to an explosion, and her hands were tightly holding a glass lunch box.

Oh, she's going to have lunch, I waved my hand, meaning to let her go quickly. I thought, what time is it, and it's time for lunch?

As soon as I entered the house and sat down, the particularly diligent Master Qin also quietly slipped out with two large lunch boxes. How can he eat so many meals alone, it must have been specially made for Sister Shiitake in the early morning, and then he said that he made too much at once, and no one ate it and had to throw it out, it just so happens that you love meat, bring it to you to eat. Sister Shiitake said that she brought food again, and while she pushed back not to eat it, she didn't eat it, but she couldn't help the temptation of food and ate it very happily.

In the world of love, I don't think there is anyone who permanently possesses whom, even the soul.

Sister Shiitake once came to work in the morning and told me about a dream she had last night, and she cried.

The reason is that it was her wedding anniversary with her lover, and it was also a day of great joy and sorrow, for her. Needless to say, she finally fell asleep after tossing and turning at night, but woke up in crying.

She said that she suddenly dreamed that her lover had become a family in another world and lived with other women, and she was not waiting for her!

She collapsed in her dream, and when she woke up to find that it was a dream, she couldn't stop crying, as if it were really happening in the real world.

Her parents, of course, were the most distressed people for her, and they tried their best to come up with a doctrine to appease her. It is in the dead of night that he finds a crossroads near his home, gets some burning paper, and chatters while burning, he is not allowed to look for someone in the world over there, and if he finds it, when she goes, he will blast that person out of the house no matter what.

That's probably what it means, when I came back, I told Sister Shiitake that he wasn't looking for him over there, he burned money for him, and promised to live on his own, even if he found a match, he would blow her away when you went. Sister Shiitake smiled at this time, and she didn't bother with this dream.

I don't even know how her parents, the two old people, came up with such a good idea, but they are quite able to prescribe the right medicine, and the results are immediate. Of course, these are the things that happened a few years ago, and now the city is already a civilized festival, and it is not allowed to burn paper at intersections.

It is a rare thing to love harder, but things are often like this, beyond the limit of the thing itself, and the challenge is your own ability to bear.

If it is said that it is easy to fall in love and difficult to stay together, in the eyes of Sister Shiitake is untenable at all, then, in the heavens, I am willing to be a winged bird, and in the earth, I am willing to be the story of Lian Lizhi, and I can't travel to another time and space to interfere. He has left, but Sister Shiitake has been living in his dreams, relying on memories to comfort his soul, and even dreaming is crazy possession, such feelings are torturing himself after all. Fortunately, she is quietly venting her emotions by buying things.

I remember the Buddha said that even your closest people should not be too sad when they leave you forever. Because everyone has a time to leave forever, but earlier or later.

Grief comes from the emotions that accumulate between you, and the sadness of the transition does not wake up the person who has already woken up, but makes your loved ones grieve for you because of your grief!

At the end of the day, the blood-stained sunset adds a layer of grace to the flowing clouds that travel the horizon, and the huge fireball that is about to be lost below the skyline will still rise tomorrow on the large sponge bed in the distance.

The darkness of the sky suddenly shows the fullness of the moon shining with silver light, and the queen of the night is forever surrounded by stars above your head.

We can't count how many stars disappeared in the Milky Way last night, and the years have cast a veil of mystery over it. Sometimes, memories give us a glass of bitter wine, and even then we have to taste it slowly. The haze of yesterday cannot block the sunshine of today, and we will live stronger by stepping on the ups and downs, joys and sorrows of life.