In December 2002, an epidemic of SARS, also known as SARS, began to circulate in Guangzhou. At the beginning, everyone didn't introduce it, and the editors of the media often joked about SARS, and there was an author named Li Yu who said that the blue boards in their pharmacy were sold out. Nie Congcong said, do you want me to buy some for you and send them over, we have a lot of Xi'an. Li Yu smiled and said, no need, you better hurry up and store some by yourself first, maybe it will spread to you soon.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and it was the Spring Festival. This year, the magazine distribution and advertising have achieved a double harvest, and the club has prepared rich holiday gifts for everyone. In addition to receiving a barrel of oil, a bag of noodles and a bag of rice, Nie Congcong also received a year-end bonus of 3,000 yuan. She was overjoyed, this was the first time for her to grow up so big and get so much income at one time. Nie Congcong took the bonus to buy a down jacket for his father and mother, and the remaining more than 1,000 yuan was taken away by his mother, saying that he would keep it for her as a dowry.

Every time my mother talked about the dowry, Nie Congcong would laugh. Marriage was a very distant thing for her, and she had not yet had time to imagine what the person she wanted to be like. However, Nie Congcong does already have a good boyfriend, although it didn't make her love fanatical, but he is also a person with medium character, medium work, simple family background, and if he gets married, he will not let Nie Congcong suffer much. And in this era, the military industrial unit is still very good, the benefits are good, Nie Congcong often receives chicken, duck and fish from his boyfriend, and even some rice or something.

Maybe life is like this, it's just that Nie Congcong feels that he lacks something. She didn't want to spend the rest of her life in this one place. In other words, the boy named News Cleaner on the Internet made him see another life in another world, and that kind of heartbeat made her obsessed.

During that time, Yang Jing suddenly became obsessed with photography, and took pictures of whoever she held a Sony camera every day. Almost all the people in the magazine have become Yang Jing's models, and they took two particularly good pictures of Nie Congcong, one is Nie Cong standing in front of the editor-in-chief's car, and the other is sitting in the flower bed downstairs, the flowers in early spring have not yet bloomed, and the gloom in winter has not faded, Nie Sitting is wearing a green plaid shirt, and a small cloth rat is hung on his chest with a PHS phone, which looks exceptionally bright and radiant, and then Nie Congcong collected these two photos, and many years later, he couldn't help but take them out and look at them.

The third issue of the magazine came out, because the cover had no background color, the whole magazine looked very refreshing, and it was very eye-catching in the newsstand, Nie Congcong looked at a few newsstands and found that the magazine was selling very well. She came back to report the situation to the editorial director and the editor-in-chief, but she did not get the corresponding praise, they said that because the design center was too slow to make the version, the time was too tight, and there was no time to make the background, which was a serious work mistake. Nie Congcong thinks that as long as the magazine is good-looking and the readers approve it, as for whether there is a background color or not, what does it matter, isn't it better to have no background color? For the first time, she had an argument with the editor-in-chief over her work.

In March 2003, SARS suddenly spread on a large scale, and Beijing became a hard-hit area. When Yang Jing came back from a business trip to Beijing, the leader directly gave her half a month's leave. After a week, Xi'an also became a severely affected area, and the magazine also took a holiday. Because Nie Congcong has to do the current election date, she comes to the unit alone every day, comes at ten o'clock in the morning and leaves at four o'clock in the afternoon, there is no one in the office all day, and her work efficiency is also very high.

During this period, there were very few people in public places. One day, Nie Congcong took the bus, at this time, the bus had been changed to a coin-operated type, she changed her clothes and got on the bus, she found that there was not a single dollar in her pocket, she was very helpless to explain to the driver, the driver smiled and said, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there is basically nothing on the bus during this time. Look at you, you took a big advantage today, didn't spend a penny, and actually took a bus worth millions. Nie Congcong couldn't help laughing, and he also felt that he was super lucky.

Ten days have passed, Nie Congcong's theme planning has been completed, and the SARS holiday has also ended. Nie Congcong and everyone started to commute normally. During this time, Nie Congcong found that Yang Jing was different from before, she always came at eleven o'clock every day, and left on time at five o'clock in the afternoon, when she was in the office, she also chatted with everyone, but during this time, she came early, and after she came, she was wearing headphones and typing in front of the computer until she left. Later, she learned that Yang Jing was listening to English.

Maybe because of their personalities, Yang Jing and Nie Congcong have kept an appropriate distance, everyone has not been very good, nor is it very bad, she knows that they are two types of people.

One afternoon, there was no one in the office, and Yang Jing's computer kept playing a song - Internet Love, which was played in a loop over and over again in an afternoon, it was sung by a singer named Chen Xing, and the lyrics were like this: One you on the Internet, one me on the Internet, I made a mistake with your tenderness on the Internet, and the love on the Internet also kissed me and me, who can hide from a dream of love; On the Internet, you are on the Internet, you are on the Internet, we have not had a promise, click on your name to send my happiness, receive, receive, flowers of love, gently tell you that I have really loved, you have really broken into my life, I am depressed when I don't see you, only you can refresh my loneliness...... Gently tell you that I really loved, your crying and your laughter deeply affect me, you always say that this is true and false is elusive, I shouted, love, don't think too much! ……

At the beginning, Nie Congcong didn't feel anything, listening to it, she heard the sadness in her heart, she suddenly thought about the boy who disappeared for a while-news cleaner, she went to the Tianya community again and entered the media forum, she searched for his name, and saw that he hadn't posted a new post for a long time, indicating that he hadn't been on the Tianya forum for a long time. She sent him a text message gently: Are you okay? After waiting for about an hour, she didn't see the news coming back, so she turned off the Internet.

When she was bored alone, she glanced back at Yang Jing. Yang Jing seemed to be reading a magazine, but her head was almost buried in the magazine, and her hair covered her entire face. Nie Congcong asked Yang Jing, are you okay? Yang Jing shook her head, and when she raised her head, her face was full of tears. She said, Nie Congcong, I'm leaving. Nie Congcong asked in surprise, why? I've never heard you say it before. Yang Jing said that during my business trip, my boyfriend had someone else, and I broke up with him now, and I want to leave here and go further afield. Nie Congcong said, have you thought about it? I don't approve of the resignation because of the broken love, you can think about it again. Yang Jing didn't speak, just sighed softly.

When she got off work the next day, Yang Jing said to Nie Congcong, Congcong, I have thought about it, I am ready to go. I have already told the editor-in-chief about the resignation, and I will leave when this issue is finished. Nie Congcong was silent, she didn't know what to say, for a person who was leaving, any words to keep were of no value. When they came last year, there were three of them, and in the blink of an eye, she was the only one left.

At the beginning of April, the weather in Xi'an is still relatively cold, the spring flowers downstairs have not completely bloomed, on a rainy morning, Yang Jing went to the magazine to complete the formalities and left quietly, she did not greet anyone when she left, quiet as when she came.

Later, I heard that Yang Jing went to Beijing, but I didn't know if it was true or not. However, Nie Congcong often dreams of the girl who is white, thin, and likes to wear a white lace shirt and a blue long skirt, her voice is very sweet, and her expressionless appearance makes people think of Yuan Quan.

A year has passed, Nie Congcong is already a mature editor, she slowly formed her own editorial thoughts, many times, this kind of thinking and the editor-in-chief conflict, so, Nie Congcong felt more and more pain, she even wondered if this was an inevitable outcome for the editor to do a certain time, many times, she would miss the first time to come to the magazine, the kind of happiness of not knowing anything, simple execution.