When I arrived in Chengdu, it was already early in the morning, and I took a taxi directly to Zeqing's accommodation. After I arrived, I knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered me, so I had to call him. As a result, he said that he was still in the company and asked me to rest early. Yes, I didn't tell him, I'm back.

Then I took a taxi to his company, and the taxi only reached the entrance of the alley, because it was too narrow for cars to enter. Walking into the dim alley, occasionally a few cats suddenly popped out, and I was so frightened that I quickly ran away. Normally it takes 5 minutes to walk, but today it only took me 3 minutes to get there.

Walking up that ancient staircase, it feels like making a horror movie. I was already scared, and I had to scare myself. Of course, I also dared to develop my rich imagination because I had already arrived at the door of Zeqing Company. I knocked on the door, and immediately someone inside responded

"Who!"

"What do you think?" I replied. In about a few tens of seconds, Zeqing appeared in front of my face. The eyes are sunken and cloudy, the bags under the eyes are heavy, the hair is long and messy, and the beard is unkempt. I've never seen Zeqing look so embarrassed again, in my eyes he has always been a young man. The first time I saw him, I thought there was a deep story in his eyes, and I never saw that deep vision after we were together. I thought it was him happy, but later I realized that it was his loss of luster.

Zeqing has been holding me, and my back hurts when I hug me. I miss it, but I don't have to. However, the truth is that when I woke up after shouting shyly for a long time, I found that he was asleep. How tiring this must be! You can fall asleep while standing. It took a lot of effort to drag him in and cover him with a garment. Looking at the confetti and lunch boxes all over the floor, I knew that he must not have been out for a few days.

I rolled up my sleeves and began to tidy up. Although I don't know how to cook, it's okay to clean or something. After tidying up, I set the alarm clock to 7 o'clock and also leaned back in my chair and fell asleep.

"Why did you wake up just after sleeping?" I muttered in my heart and looked at Zeqing who was asleep. I came to my senses, immediately got up, washed my face with cold water and went out. Walking downstairs, I was melted by the scene.

The alleys are all carts for selling, one specializes in selling noodles, and the other sells fried dough sticks, soy milk and steamed buns. Many office workers stop here for breakfast, eat breakfast quietly, watch the sun rise, and welcome the new day. This alley is populated by young people who work together, families who live in harmony with each other, and elderly people. A person's life is in this alley from young to vigorous to late.

I walked over and bought some churros and soy milk and went back. Zeqing had already gotten up, sat down in front of the phone again, and answered the phone. I didn't say anything, put the food on the table, and sat on the side to watch him busy. He only ate a few bites of breakfast, and the phone call was made all morning, and he and I roughly talked about the situation in the middle: because Xia Zhe was gone, there was not enough manpower to delay the working hours, and finally the customers returned goods constantly. So the capital turnover was not good, and just now the biggest customer also left, by the way, the biggest customer is the person I scolded last time. So the company may be going down.

At noon, I still eat a boxed lunch, and continue to retain customers in the afternoon. I just had to stay on the sidelines and do nothing. I think I'll be happy if I don't make a mess. In the afternoon, in Zeqing's roar, the company was gone, and Zeqing's hard work was gone.

I couldn't do anything but hold him and comfort him. In the evening, I went to dinner, and it was still a cold cup. But this time there was no excitement and silence, I ordered a beer, and I accompanied Zeqing to drink bottle after bottle. In the end, I drank dizzy, Zeqing drank until he vomited, but fortunately I found it at my house.

When I got home, Zeqing hugged me and cried, and I cried too. In the end, it was Zeqing who comforted me, and he kissed the tears on the ****'s face. Then I kissed him, and then the night was rough. Early the next morning, Zeqing hugged me tightly and said

"I will marry you, and I will work hard for us."

It's the most beautiful love story I've ever heard.