Wang Ping handled her resignation today and officially handed over some personnel information such as the handover list and employee files to Li Xiang.

She rarely communicates with people, except for interviews and employee ideological work.

Li Xiang thinks that this may be the commonality of doing personnel work.

"Ding Ding Ding" mobile phone rings.

It was a call from high school classmate Zhao Hui.

"Classmate, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you been busy with work lately?" Zhao Hui said.

"It's okay, why did you remember to call me, the sun is coming out in the west?" Li wanted to ask her jokingly.

It's been more than 4 years since she graduated, and Zhao Hui called her for the second time.

"I want to organize a gathering of my classmates in this city next Saturday, AA, can you come and participate?"

As soon as he heard about the high school reunion, Li Xiang immediately thought of Deng Ling and didn't want to see her, but he still tried to ask.

"Who are they"?

"Gao Jiang, Li Yong, Zhang Hua, Qi Mei, Zhang Xinlan, Qian Xiaohua, me, you. That's all, others are not available. ”

"Okay, I'll come." Li Xiang replied expectantly.

"Okay, then I'll hang up, I'll send you a text message with the address and time."

Li Xiang hung up the phone and recalled a moment of high school classmates studying together.

We ate and lived together for three years.

Among the people Zhao Hui said she was going to go, a few of them were more familiar with her at that time.

A few of them have graduated and haven't met each other yet, so I don't know if they're doing well.

Saturday morning, cloudy, lukewarm.

Li Xiang rummaged through the suitcase of the dormitory and found a slightly mature black coat.

She went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and went out in a ponytail to get a bus to town.

A group of old classmates met very cordially, and when they met again, they lost the childishness of the past.

Neither time nor space made them unfamiliar, and they chatted non-stop.

The most talked about is what happened to so-and-so back then, so-and-so liked so-and-so and other topics, and then everyone asked each other about their love partners, work conditions, and talked about who got married and which classmates had children.

Li Xiang hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

"Li Xiang, do you remember when we went shopping, a crazy woman in her 30s followed us all the time?"

"Remember, it scared us all out, she seemed to be shouting baby, baby," Li Xiang replied.

"Teacher Peng of the Academic Affairs Office of our school, that is, the female teacher who often dresses up in fancy clothes, committed suicide, her fierce husband came to the school twice in three days to make trouble, saying that he had an improper relationship with which person, although it was later clarified, Teacher Peng jumped from the roof of the school without knowing why, you say, just a teacher, why do you dress up so beautifully every day, no wonder her husband wants to treat her like that." Qi Mei frothed at the mouth like a storyteller.

Except for Li Xiang, everyone said "ah" in unison, and some classmates echoed and said cool words.

Next, Deng Ling's name seems to have become the focus, saying that she was pregnant last year, so she got married to her son, and the child was divorced just after birth, and it was the other party who cheated, and it seems that there are more than one or two times. Now she is alone with a baby in her hometown, and her mother helps take care of it.

"I heard that the man is still from this city, and his parents are in business, hey.... What kind of horse is it, what kind of saddle should it be, if you want to find rich, you must have that ability, by the way, Li Xiang, you were the best with her back then, you should know? Qian Xiaohua asked.

"Well, we were busy for a while, so we didn't have much contact, and I don't know very well."

"It's still so young, I don't understand it for a long time, why don't I get married, if I accidentally get pregnant, I'll beat it off, it's okay now, and I don't have any economic income, and the man doesn't recognize it, and I don't give living expenses, so I let my parents help raise the doll" Qi Mei pouted and said.

........

Li Xiang interrupted the next gossip: "Okay, okay, everyone, you are the same as talking about your own family, why are you so clear?" ”

"How are you doing now? I was unlucky, the pay was low, I did the most work, and I often worked overtime. ”

Zhang Hua's question diverted everyone's topic about Deng Ling.

Li wants to hate Deng Ling, hate her for betraying herself, hate her for being a person with no bottom line and no discipline.

Thinking of Deng Ling alone with a child in a small county town, he began to sympathize with her plight again, angry at her lack of self-respect, and grateful to her.

If she hadn't kicked like that at the beginning, if I had married Zheng Ming, wouldn't this be my fate?

Li Xiang underestimated the big dye vat of society, and dyed a group of simple boys and girls colorful in just a few years. It also ignores human nature.

In what kind of environment, who you come into contact with, what kind of life experience you will have.

No one else can know how desperate Mr. Peng was at the moment of jumping off the building, and how much courage it took to take that life-and-death step and jump off.

Instead, she became someone else's talking point.

There are thousands of ways to solve the problem, so why should Mr. Peng lose weight?

Before the party ended, Li Xiang excused himself to take the last bus to the town in a panic, stood up and prepared to go first.

Zhang Hua offered to send Li Xiang back to the dormitory, but Li Xiang decisively refused.

The cold wind whistled through the streets, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground.

She tightened her collar and headed for the bus stop.

If there are similar gatherings in the future, Li Xiang should not attend them again.