In a daze, Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that he had an illusion.
Zhao Lingjun seemed to feel that although the rain was falling, it didn't seem to hit Wu Xiaoye's umbrella. Those silvery raindrops seemed to be flying around Wu Xiaoye, and then fell quietly around Wu Xiaoye. And on Wu Xiaoye's umbrella, the strange golden lace seemed to be flowing continuously on the umbrella, flashing with blurred colors.
From a distance, Wu Xiaoye, wearing a brown dress with flowing black hair, looked like an elf walking in the rain. For a moment, Zhao Lingjun was a little crazy.
"Hey~, you're new here, right?" A voice interrupted Zhao Lingjun's thoughts. "How about it, Xiaoye is beautiful."
Zhao Lingjun was startled by the sudden sound behind him. When he turned around, he saw a bearded guy standing behind him.
"Uncle, who are you?" Zhao Lingjun touched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a new employee. I just came here yesterday. Which department of our company do you belong to?"
"Uncle? You call me uncle?" The bearded man looked at Zhao Lingjun in disbelief, his eyes almost falling out.
Zhao Lingjun then looked at the bearded man carefully. The beard has short hair that stands on end, and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The beard on his face is as dense as a virgin forest. The rust on a washed-out denim short-sleeved shirt has worn out. The bearded man didn't seem to be very tall, but his figure looked very well-proportioned. In his hand, he was holding an old-fashioned black cloth umbrella. What attracted Zhao Lingjun the most was Zhang Changsheng's hand. Zhang Changsheng's hands are very white, and his fingers are slender and strong. As soon as he saw these hands, Zhao Lingjun inexplicably thought of an artist playing the piano. Zhao Lingjun felt as if these hands would start dancing at any time. Zhao Lingjun didn't know why he felt like this.
"He doesn't look too old. Isn't it enough for me to call him uncle?" Zhao Lingjun thought for a while and shouted: "Uncle."
With a "bang", Beard almost fainted to the ground. After a long while, the bearded man asked Zhao Lingjun in a trembling voice: "Do I really look that old?"
At this moment Zhao Lingjun knew that he had made a huge mistake.
"Haha, blah blah blah. You look young, I'm kidding you." Zhao Lingjun said while looking at the bearded face. When he saw the bearded face turning cloudy, Zhao Lingjun said to himself, you are really a smart child. "It's been a year since you graduated." Zhao Lingjun said.
"Haha, my name is Zhang Changsheng." The bearded man stretched out his hand and said to Zhao Lingjun. "Two years after graduation."
"Nice to meet you." Zhao Lingjun also stretched out his hand, shook hands with this guy named Zhang Changsheng, and continued to ask questions that Zhang Changsheng had not answered just now. "What department are you in?"
"From the R&D department," Zhang Changsheng said.
This time it was Zhao Lingjun who almost fell to the ground.
"I'm also from the R&D department." Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhang Changsheng and said excitedly. "What a coincidence. I only reported it yesterday. Why didn't I see you yesterday?"
After Zhang Changsheng was stunned for a moment, he also smiled. "I went out to do errands yesterday. I had heard that someone from our R&D department was coming, but I didn't expect it to be you."
"Haha, it's me, little brother." Zhao Lingjun said.
"I really didn't expect it." Zhang Changsheng said.
A minute later, Zhao Lingjun and Zhang Changsheng were already hugging each other like old friends who had known each other for many years.
"How about it, Xiaoye is very beautiful." After Zhang Changsheng and Zhao Lingjun got to know each other, he pushed up his pair of black-framed glasses that looked like reading glasses that almost covered most of his face. With a wretched smile, he continued to ask Zhao Lingjun the question he just asked.
"Um..., I was just checking to see if it was raining heavily outside, and whether I should go back and change into a pair of shoes that would be less likely to get wet."
Zhao Lingjun said with a blush on his face. "I...I...I'm not looking at Wu Xiaoye."
"Haha, don't deny it." Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "I just saw you staring at her back with your eyes wide open."
"I…."
"Haha, just watch it, it's not a shameful thing." Zhang Changsheng said with a smile. "In fact, every new person who joins the company will look like this when they see Wu Xiaoye."
"Well, then this is a normal reaction on my part?" Zhao Lingjun felt that his face was no longer so hot.
"Normal reaction." Zhang Changsheng smiled, looked at Wu Xiaoye's retreating back, and said, "When I first came to the company, I was just like you, but..."
"But what?" Zhao Lingjun asked anxiously.
"But you will know after being exposed to it for a long time." Zhang Changsheng said. "Wu Xiaoye is known as the iceberg beauty in our company. She is indifferent to everyone."
"No." Zhao Lingjun said. "I was talking to her just now, and she didn't seem as cold as you said."
"So I also find it very strange." Zhang Changsheng smiled and looked at Zhao Lingjun, "This is the first time I have seen her talking and laughing with a boy. And when I just came down, I also saw Did she give you an umbrella?"
"Yes." Zhao Lingjun held the umbrella in his hand and felt extremely warm.
"Haha." Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled. "It seems that you are a bit special in her eyes. But..."
"But what?"
"But it seems not very good to give an umbrella." Zhang Changsheng said. "You can't give umbrellas between lovers."
Zhao Lingjun looked at the umbrella in his hand and then at the rain outside, feeling a little silly.
"Let's go." Zhang Changsheng said, ignoring Zhao Lingjun, who was filled with complicated emotions at this time. "If you don't leave, you'll be late."
"Hey, everything is good here, but it's too far away from the company." Zhao Lingjun said after the two people walked into the rain.
"Do you really think this place is very good?" Zhang Changsheng asked Zhao Lingjun strangely.
"Yes. The environment of the community is good, the decoration is good, and there is a room for each person." Zhao Lingjun said. "It's rare to find a dormitory like this nowadays. It just seems a little deserted here."
"Desolate?" Zhang Changsheng smiled. "Haven't you noticed that except for our building, which has a lot of people living there, there are basically no people living in other buildings?"
"Why?" Zhao Lingjun was startled. At this time, Zhao Lingjun remembered that when he was watching the sunset on the balcony yesterday, it seemed that not many people in this community had returned.
"Haha, because this place was originally a mass grave." Zhang Changsheng smiled, pointed at a temple-like building not far away, and said to Lord Zhao Ling. "Did you see that building? It's a resting hall, and the bones dug out from here are kept there. It is said that this used to be a place dedicated to burying executed prisoners..."
"Wait..." Zhang Changsheng hadn't finished speaking yet. Zhao Lingjun asked anxiously. "You said this is a mass grave, so why would such a good community be built here? Why would our company buy a building here?"
"Haha." Zhang Changsheng smiled and said. "The developer who bought the land at the beginning did not know about this situation. It was only when the ground was broken that the developer realized that he had been deceived. Later, the developer used many means to suppress the original situation here. It's news about mass graves. Our boss bought this building without knowing it. He probably wanted to speculate in the building and make a lot of money, because from the beginning, the housing prices here were so high. It’s much lower than the surrounding places. But I didn’t expect that as soon as the news came out that this place was a mass grave, the housing prices here plummeted, and in the end the boss saw the house rotting in his hands.”
"Are you saying that our dormitory is a house that the boss speculated until it rotted in his hands?" Zhao Lingjun vaguely smelled a hint of conspiracy. "You said that the developer suppressed the news at first. Then how could this news spread again?"
"Haha." Zhang Changsheng looked at Zhao Lingjun and did not answer Zhao Lingjun's question, but asked Zhao Lingjun with a smile. "Are you afraid of ghosts?"