However, when Qixi Festival came, whether it was Xiao Wanqing, Lin Xian, or Wen Tong, their plans fell through. Because, Xiao Wanqing was forced to temporarily change her itinerary and was going on a business trip to another province.
The in-depth interview of this issue is the retail king Wang Jingcheng. This Boss Wang has always lived in seclusion and never accepts interviews. To interview him, Xiao Wanqing spent a lot of effort. She took advantage of the good contacts accumulated in the previous interviews, and after many twists and turns, she got this exclusive.
Originally, the interview was scheduled for two days after the Qixi Festival, and it happened that Xiao Wanqing could continue after participating in a forum exchange meeting. Unexpectedly, Wang Jingcheng's temporary schedule changed, and the interview had to be held in advance.
When Wen Tong heard the news, he didn't care about anything. She has been in the industry for many years, and she knows that it is common to work overtime during the holidays, not to mention Qixi Festival, which is not a year or festival, she has long been used to it. So, she readily made an appointment with Xiao Wanqing for another day, and she joked that Xiao Wanqing has met countless big names in the industry through exclusive interviews over the years, and she has a little understanding of all walks of life. When her company grows and develops marketing business, she may I have to ask her more.
Xiao Wanqing joked that she was ambitious, and she started planning so far in the future.
Wen Tong laughed, and said vigorously: "Maybe it won't take long", with a confident look.
As long as Shi Jinglan is willing to delegate power to her, she believes that soon, they will be able to take the lead in this emerging field and gain a firm foothold. She actually had an idea in her heart, but now everything has just started and it's not safe yet, so she doesn't have the confidence to invite Xiao Wanqing yet.
When Lin Xian heard the news, he was not so easy to accept. After more than a month of separation, although she inevitably sneaked back to Xiao Wanqing's house under the pretext of going out with friends on the way, and saw Xiao Wanqing several times, she still fell in love with each other.
Besides, this was the first Chinese Valentine's Day that she and Xiao Wanqing spent together. She wanted to leave special memories, so she conceived countless romantic scenes. Unexpectedly, her dream was shattered like this.
Lin Xian sighed sullenly on the other end of the phone: "This retail king must be a loner."
Xiao Wanqing has been single for many years, and she no longer has any special feelings for the Qixi Festival, but hearing Lin Xian's disappointed voice, she can't help being aroused a little bit of reluctance. Lin Xian misses her, but in fact, why doesn't she miss her, especially in every empty and quiet night.
She comforted Lin Xian and said, "When I come back, I'll make it up for you, okay?"
"It doesn't feel the same." Lin Xian paused, couldn't hold back his longing, and asked Xiao Wanqing tentatively: "Can I go with you? I don't affect your work, I just want to accompany you, and I will behave myself Can I wait for you at the hotel?"
Xiao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and there was a soft smile on the corner of her lips, obviously she was not disgusted with the girl being so clingy to her, even a little sweet. However, she still declined her softly: "Xianxian, if you have colleagues on a business trip together, the influence will not be good." In fact, even if she didn't have colleagues, she would not agree to Lin Xian. She couldn't get past this level in her heart. Work is work, and private affairs are private affairs. She cannot allow herself to take her family with her on business trips and confuse public and private matters.
After Lin Xian asked, he knew that his proposal had crossed the line. She pursed her lips, and didn't dare to force her anymore, instead she told Xiao Wanqing to take care of herself outside. After being together for a year, she has already seen that Xiao Panpan looks gentle and modest, but inside he is actually a very principled and self-disciplined person.
Interviewed at 9:00 a.m. on Qixi Festival, Xiao Wanqing and two male colleagues took the high-speed train for more than four hours to Linxing after getting off work the afternoon before Qixi Festival, and then checked into the hotel, rested freely, tidied up, and prepared for the next day's interview.
It took more than 20 minutes to drive from the high-speed railway station to the hotel where they were staying. When Xiao Wanqing arrived at the hotel after nine o'clock, she felt a little uncomfortable. There was something churning in her stomach, and she felt nauseated. She just thought that she might be motion sick, so she drank some hot water and pressed it, but didn't take it seriously.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower, and after freshening up, she connected to the hotel's network, preparing to sort out the interview scripts for tomorrow.
As soon as he connected to the Internet and logged into his account, Lin Xian's video request was sent in a timely manner.
Xiao Wanqing's eyes softened involuntarily, and she clicked to accept without hesitation.
During the summer vacation, Lin Xian was very regular. He usually texted her every day during his lunch break, and occasionally called her. He would call her every night around ten o'clock every night. Occasionally, when he saw her online, he would also send videos.
When it is convenient for her to pick up the video, she will chat with her slowly; when she is busy, she may pick up and chat for a few words before busying herself with work and forgetting about Lin Xian. Lin Xian didn't care, as if he could have fun watching her in front of the computer alone.
Lin Xian seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing shorts and suspender pajamas, with his black hair wet on his shoulders. She casually lifted the broken hair blocking her forehead, her movements were casual but with a different sense of beauty. Xiao Wanqing rested her chin with one hand, with unconscious amazement and fascination in her eyes.
Lin Xian actually did it on purpose. She had secretly practiced this movement of pulling her hair countless times in front of the mirror like a fool. When she saw Xiao Wanqing's eyes, she felt happy in her heart, like a little fox who had succeeded in stealing fish, she teased Xiao Wanqing slyly and a little shyly: "Xiao Xiaowan, what are you looking at, why do you look lewd?"
Xiao Wanqing's eyes became more and more soft, she smiled faintly, and said back to her: "I'm looking at my beautiful kitten. I want to touch its wet fur." Lin Xian is like her magic elixir, seeing Her smiling face, even her physical discomfort seemed to be much better.
Lin Xian immediately took her seat consciously, pointed her hair at the camera obediently, and said with a smile, "I'll touch it for you..." She liked the way Xiao Wanqing looked at her like this, and she looked forward to seeing Xiao Wanqing's more enthusiastic eyes one day.
After chatting for a few words, Lin Xian was keenly aware of it: "Xiao Xiaowan, is it a problem with the lighting in the hotel? Why does your complexion look so bad, is there something uncomfortable?"
Xiao Wanqing reassured her indifferently: "It's okay, I just got off the car and seemed a little motion sick."
Immediately, Lin Xian nagged and told her a bunch of worries, and in the end, in a rare serious manner, he asked her to finish her work and go to bed.
She didn't turn off the video until she watched Xiao Wanqing finish her work and obediently lay down on the bed and fell asleep. After a long time, she kissed Xiao Wanqing's peaceful sleeping face on the screen, said good night, and lay down to sleep.
However, Xiao Wanqing slept until two o'clock in the morning and was woken up by the cramping pain in her abdomen. She sat up and clutched her chest, feeling tight and short of breath. She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, throwing up in the dark.
It was only later that she realized that she was in a hurry to catch the train in the evening, and there was something unclean about the dinner she had near the station. She probably had gastroenteritis. At the end of the vomiting, she couldn't spit out anything, and her eyes were full of tears. She propped herself up from the edge of the toilet, flushed the water, rinsed her mouth, then went to the room and found the standing medicine she brought out from the suitcase, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water from the hotel table and took it. Hope to ease it up a bit.
Back on the bed, she saw the notebook by the bed, woke up the screen, and saw Lin Xian's sweet sleeping face pouting while hugging the quilt.
In such a quiet and unbearable night, Xiao Wanqing stretched out her hand and gently stroked the screen, suddenly her heart was touched, and her thoughts gushed like a spring. She took the pen and paper from the side, lowered her head and began to write.
The abdominal cramps continued, but Xiao Wanqing gradually forgot about it.
When the sky broke, she finished writing, the first love poem she wrote to Lin Xian, and exhausted her best skills in her life to outline the girl's sweet sleeping face. She looked at the girl's ignorant sleeping face, and when she wrote the words "written on Qixi Festival in 2012", her nose was inexplicably sore.
This was their first year together on Qixi Festival, she didn't cherish it, and she didn't spend it with Lin Xian. after? They... will there be next year, will there be a future Qixi Festival
Perhaps it was the physical discomfort that made her more sentimental, and Xiao Wanqing began to feel depressed.
But adults, no matter what, don't have much time to be sad. She suppressed her excess emotions, took a last cherished look at the girl's sleeping face, then turned off the video, turned off the computer, and went to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for work.
She stayed up almost all night, was very tired, and suffered from abdominal cramps from time to time, but Xiao Wanqing still cheered up and completed the interview task calmly and brilliantly. It wasn't until the interview was over that they left the reception room that Xiao Wanqing couldn't take it any longer, and trotted into the bathroom. However, her belly was overwhelmed, but she just retched.
She vomited as much as she could last night. In the morning, she only ate a few mouthfuls of porridge, and her stomach was empty, only bitter bile.
Really unable to hold on anymore, Xiao Wanqing had no choice but to explain the situation with her colleagues, and asked them to go back to eat by themselves first, without waiting for her. The male cameraman colleague intends to accompany Xiao Wanqing to the hospital. Xiao Wanqing has always been used to keeping a certain distance from men, so she politely declined him, and took a taxi to a nearby hospital by herself to attend the emergency department.
When Lin Xian called, Xiao Wanqing was sitting in the hospital lobby waiting to pick up the medicine. As soon as they said a few words, the broadcast for taking medicine rang, and Lin Xian heard it all at once.
She frowned, and immediately asked her worriedly: "Aunt Xiao, are you in the hospital now?"
Xiao Wanqing was afraid that she would be worried, so she subconsciously wanted to hide it from her. But when the words were about to leave her mouth, she suddenly remembered that when she found out that Lin Xian was hiding her part-time job, they had promised each other to be as honest as possible.
After thinking for a while, she still chose to tell her frankly: "Well, I'm in the hospital. Don't worry, I just ate something bad yesterday, and I have acute gastroenteritis, just take some medicine and I'll be fine."
Lin Xian became anxious immediately, and her whole heart was twisted: "Xiao Xiaowan, you promised me to take care of yourself, why are you so disobedient, it's not reassuring at all." The girl's tone didn't sound gentle , even a little fierce.
Xiao Wanqing looked at the scrolling screen in front of her for taking the medicine, looked at the crowds of patients in pairs beside her, and heard the girl's fierce voice, inexplicably feeling warm and at ease. There was a slight curvature on her lips, and she admitted her mistake softly: "I was wrong, I made you worry, I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."
She is so cute, Lin Xian frowned, not willing to talk about her anymore. She slowed down a bit, caring about her: "Have you eaten yet?"
Xiao Wanqing rarely took a coquettish tone, and said aggrievedly: "No, I don't have an appetite. Except for white porridge, I can't buy light porridge here. But if you buy white porridge, you can't buy light side dishes."
Lin Xian's heart softened, and he coaxed her gently for a while, asking her to eat something.
Listening to the girl's gentle words like a reliable lover, Xiao Wanqing bit her lip, feeling ashamed and happy. She blamed herself, it's really shameless for a person in his thirties to act like a baby to a teenage girl and ask for coaxing.
However, her restless heart due to the melancholy in the morning gradually settled down in the girl's soft words. No matter what, at this moment, she is in Lin Xian's heart, and Lin Xian is by her side.
After six o'clock in the evening, Xiao Wanqing started to have a fever. Wen Tong called to ask if she was on a business trip and whether Qixi Festival was extraordinarily lonely. Xiao Wanqing joked with her sadly that this was the most miserable Qixi Festival she had ever had.
Knowing that Xiao Wanqing had gastroenteritis, Wen Tong naturally felt distressed. But the distance is too far, apart from telling Xiao Wanqing to drink some salt water, eat something light, and take a good rest, she has more energy than she wants.
After seven o'clock, Xiao Wanqing casually ate a little white porridge, sorted out the manuscript for a while, and finally was exhausted, couldn't hold on, and fell asleep in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, she was half asleep and half awake, when she vaguely heard knocks on the door, one after another. She struggled to wake up, listened carefully with sleepy eyes, and found that it was her door that rang.
Wearing pajamas, Xiao Wanqing got out of bed tiredly, guessing that a colleague might be looking for her. There is a difference between men and women, she looked at her watch, it was past ten o'clock, no matter what happened, she didn't plan to open the door.
While politely responding to the knock on the door, "Who is it?", she was making a draft in her stomach, waiting for her colleague to respond, how should she reject him.
Unexpectedly, the rough male voice that sounded outside the door was not what she had expected.
"It's me." A clear and sweet young female voice sounded outside the door.