"Am I really dreaming?"
In the winter of my senior year, it also snowed heavily, and the large camphor trees were covered in white clothes.
When Cheng Yan came out of the tutor's office, many people were gathered at the door of the Academic Affairs Building, looking at the notice on the notice board.
Every year, the school arranges internship opportunities internally. He knew about it a few months ago, but he did not sign up.
His internship unit also came down a few days ago. It is a private company that he applied for alone. Although the threshold is a bit high, Cheng Yan didn't know if he was lucky or what, but he was in the first batch of qualified list.
He folded the proof of reading he had just opened in half and clipped it in the reference book of his graduation thesis, looked up at the slowly drifting snow outside, and stepped out.
At this time, most people are busy with exams, and there are only two or three courses in the last semester of the senior year. Cheng Yan has no burden in his heart, as are other senior students.
But probably because the final exam was approaching, in addition to Liu Rong, who was always playing games in the dormitory, everyone else came back.
Therefore, when Cheng Yan pushed open the door of the bedroom, he happened to see the three people gathered together with something in their hands.
Cheng Yan looked inside strangely, then turned around and put the book on the table without caring. But who knew that when he looked up, he saw that his pillow had been thrown by the side of the bed, and it was hanging on the railing of the bed, and the book that had been placed under the pillow was gone.
He subconsciously looked towards the three of them, and then he saw what the three of them were unfolding.
Cheng Yan, who usually doesn't love what his colleagues earn, became anxious in an instant, and went to the other party to get it back.
But Liu Rong didn't feel that there was any problem and stopped him, "Is this what you stare at every night? I still think that a person like you is still obsessed with celebrities?"
"Isn't this? Who, who is here?" Liu Rong turned to look at the other two, and sneered: "Oh, I remembered, wasn't this the poster of the propaganda some time ago? What do you do with such a baby?"
"You give it back to me." Cheng Yan ignored him and still wanted to get the poster and book back in his hand.
Liu Rong didn't. He not only laughed at him with other people: "You can't be gay, are you so disgusting and still live with us? Are you still thinking about anyone of us?"
As he said that, he shook his shoulders pretending to be disgusted, "Hey, it's disgusting to think about."
"You guys are disgusting." Cheng Yan still maintained a snatch position and wanted to come back.
But he didn't want to see the poster being torn to shreds. Under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp, it fell from overhead like snowflakes outside.
The laughter of everyone melted into the gray space, and after that—
After that, what did you say
Maybe I knew that these things would happen now, maybe I wouldn't have said that in the first place.
I didn't even think about it myself, there are many things in the world that are written as 'normal' in books, but in the eyes of people, they are 'abnormal'.
Cheng Yan suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the snow outside had decorated the windows with a fine white border.
The driver stopped the car slowly, turned his head and said, "Guest, are you scanning the code or cash?"
"Scan the code." Cheng Yan took out the mobile phone in his pocket, swiped the QR code in front of him, and waited for the mechanical female voice of 'Alipay arrived' before opening the door and said Voice: "Thank you."
It's just that I haven't come to the company for a week, and the appearance of the company's entrance feels a little strange.
Cheng Yan got out of the car and realized that he was too impulsive. When he came out, he didn't ask if Huo Sheng was really in the company, nor did he notice that he didn't even wear a coat.
The temperature in Rongcheng is already very low, and the cold wind blows, which can be regarded as a clear-headed blow to his mind.
He hid under the eaves at the entrance of the building, took out his mobile phone, and then sent a message to Miao Yu, asking if Huo Sheng was in the office.
Miao Yu's text messages were also answered quickly, but she was completely wrong. I was just about to call you. We were discussing whether Brother Sheng should resign and have a dinner together. Would you like to join?]
Cheng Yan glanced at the message and didn't reply. He just stood at the door, thinking foolishly that if someone went out, he might come back before get off work.
After all, he could have gone up to find it, but when he went to the office, he could not help but be seen and some new words would come out. Since Huo Sheng has already resigned because of this matter, it is his own fault, and it is really inappropriate to cause trouble to others. Cheng Yan thought while looking outside.
It's just that the snow didn't stop at all. Without the coat, even standing at the door of the building with the heating turned on was somewhat cold.
Occasionally, people passing in and out couldn't help but glance at him, with somewhat strange or surprised eyes, and he didn't care. He knew what he could do now, so he just guarded carefully, and thought about what to do if the other party didn't want to see him.
But it was really cold, and after standing for less than an hour, he was already freezing and felt a little numb.
"Are you all right? Are you waiting for someone?" The little girl from the convenience store next door saw him, wondering if she was curious or what, so she came to ask.
And just when Cheng Yan shook his head gently and was about to answer the other party, he happened to see the person who came in, who happened to be the person he was waiting for. In the past, he pulled the other party's sleeve.
The person who was dragged stopped, but Cheng Yan opened his mouth, not knowing which name to use for a while.
However, after Huo Sheng discovered him, he asked unexpectedly, "Cheng Yan, why are you here?"
"You," Cheng Yan said, his voice a little soft, but with a hint of anxiety: "Don't resign."
Huo Sheng turned around, looked at the other party, and asked curiously, "How did you know I was going to resign?"
"I..." Cheng Yan suddenly didn't know how to explain when asked like this, so he lowered his head and repeated in a low voice, "You, you don't need to resign because of my..."
"Huh?" Huo Sheng smiled lightly, suddenly understood why the person in front of him said that, and explained: "Indeed, this matter is also one of the reasons for my resignation, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Yan hurriedly raised his head and looked at each other, his eyes instantly turned red, he hurriedly said: "If I want to resign, it should be my resignation, it's my fault, I shouldn't, no It's because of my own selfishness..."
Halfway through the words, Cheng Yan didn't know whether to go on, he only knew that it was all his fault.
But he didn't want the other party's expression to change into anger or indifference, but still looked at him with a slight smile, then touched his face with the back of his hand, and took his own hand that was tugging at the corner of the other party's clothes, saying: " Listen to what I have to say."
Huo Sheng's voice was very gentle, "I've thought about what I've heard before. I think that if both of us are asked to resign, there's no difference between me leaving and you leaving. In addition to what Zheng told you before Xinran went out to do things independently, I also discussed with her again, thinking that now is the right time, so I didn't tell you about it, and settled it privately. You don't Are you angry?"
"Ah?" Cheng Yan was stunned, unable to understand what the other party was saying for a while.
This reflection fell into Huo Sheng's eyes, he took the other's hand, squeezed it slightly, and smiled: "There are some things, I will explain later, but since we want to be together, the company does not allow internal love. , then I'll make a small sacrifice."
"So," Huo Sheng raised his hand and rubbed the other's hair, pulled the person to the side of the hall, and asked softly, "Are you willing to forgive me for not telling you in advance?"
At this moment, Cheng Yan felt that time suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became quiet.
Cheng Yan raised his head slightly and looked at the other party, those words echoed in his mind, as if he had just seen the other party talking in front of the rostrum that year.
After a while, when he slowly reacted, he couldn't help feeling that his head was about to smoke.
He hurriedly took out his right hand from the opponent's hand, put it on his face, and pinched his ear carefully.
It wasn't until the slight pain was confirmed that it was transmitted to the brain that he nodded lightly in disbelief, "Yeah."
Immediately, he covered his face and took a deep breath.
It's over, it feels like it's over.