In the eyes of others, I treated myself almost cruelly, with my tenacious will and perseverance, after a year my hand was fully recovered, and when I came back from the hospital, I smiled excitedly at everyone, maybe a little stupid.

I started working again, as an employee, and after six months, I returned to my old position, knowing that I had what it took to manage the planning department of a company. Although I haven't worked for more than a year because of my hand, the world has changed a lot for more than a year, but I'm also changing. Especially in the year since I talked to my uncle in the rain, I have not only healed myself physically, but also mentally and intellectually I have surpassed it before.

After another half a year has passed, the work has basically gone relatively smoothly, and there is a lot more time. It will be delayed for up to two days a week, and if there is no entertainment at other times, you can basically leave work on time. It's just that in this way, I have more free time, and I feel that I have a lot of time and don't know how to pass the time! People can't just work without the joy of life! Finally, I still couldn't keep up with the pace of "fashion", and applied for a QQ number and entered the virtual space to pass the time, I really don't know how to pass the time. After a while, I got to know the "flying dancing shoes", and slowly talked about everything, from work and life and family, although the experience is not very different, but there are still a lot of things in common in actual life, in fact, not only her, even I have the same subtle changes unconsciously. As long as she is on the Internet, I will be invisible, and then talk to her alone, although she is not very fast typing, sometimes I need to wait, but that kind of waiting in the quiet night is a beautiful mood, as if waiting for a first love makes me feel a little anxious and sweet.

After she deciphered my mobile phone number on QQ, there were more and more calls. Every time she called me, she didn't say anything, but I knew I had to choose this way. Besides, in my heart, there is a barrier that even I don't know very well.

She called again that day, and it was almost eleven o'clock at night, when I had just finished a project and was quietly sitting by the window. Listening to her whispering about her day's work and interesting things, suddenly I asked her if she wanted to listen to the song, and she said yes, but if you don't want the sound of the CD, you must listen to me. Looking out the window, I sang softly......

"I'm afraid it's too late, I'm going to hold you until your wrinkles show signs of age. Until you are sure that you are real, until you lose your strength, I am willing for you. I can't move, and I have to look at you until you feel the hairline have traces of snow, until your vision becomes blurry, until you can't breathe, so that we can't leave. If I can give up the whole world, at least there are still you worthy of my cherishment, and you are here to be the miracle of life. Maybe the whole world I can forget too, just don't want to lose your news, the mole in your palm, I always remember it there. It's not easy for us, we can't help ourselves, I'm afraid that time is too fast, not enough to look at you carefully, I'm afraid that time is too slow, and I'm always worried about losing you, and I can't wait to never separate overnight......"

I don't know why I sang this song, and I don't know because of this song, the "dancing shoes" on the other end of the phone actually sobbed softly, which made me feel a little busy for a while, time seemed to be stopped at that moment, and in addition to her sobbing voice on the phone, there was only my silent sigh. The tears were clearly flowing, but I could only listen, and I really didn't know what to do! I can only say like a fool over and over again: "Don't cry, okay?" ”

After a while, she quieted down and asked me, "Why haven't you come to see me yet?" ”

"I ......"

"Don't you want to see me?"

"No, you know that my working hours are the same as yours, and I can't arrange it in time!"

"Come on, okay?" Dancing shoes are almost soft to say.

“……”

"Don't let me know, you come quietly and go quietly, okay?" It was a soft voice that I could barely refuse.

"Okay. I'll definitely come to see you. "I can't allow myself to say anything like time again.

"You promised me, don't forget!"

"Do you really want to know I've been here?"

"Yes."

"Why?" I wondered, why should I go to see her and not let her know?

"Because...... Because I'm afraid ......."

Listening to her slowly, I knew I shouldn't have asked. "Okay, it's late, let's rest! I'll be sure to see you when I have time, and I won't let you know. ”

"Well, it's late. Will you stay with me a little longer? ”

"Can I refuse? You can't say no, why don't you say I do! ”

"Hehehehehe, you're so funny!" The dancing shoes finally laughed, and my mood relaxed, and the night breeze outside the window was still as soft as a girl's caressing.