The sophomore class is a bit tighter than the freshman year, and Yunjin revolves around the department, tutors and classrooms like a spinning top. This year's Qingming Festival, she didn't go home to visit her father's grave. Her mother called and told her to go to the grave alone. When my mother talked about this matter again, she could finally stop crying. As time passed, no matter how deep the wound would form a blurred scab, which would grow together with the flesh and blood, and the wound would become harder. Finally, my mother also said that she was introduced by someone and worked as a temporary worker in the largest garment factory in the county. It was a little tired, and the income was okay. In the future, Yunjin would not have to work so hard.
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Yun Jin said. Compared with not having to work part-time, she is happier that her mother no longer washes her face in tears all day long.
Another thing that hovers in Yun Jin's mind is that Shen Ju'an is a senior, and will be leaving the school in a few months. At this time, all senior students have basically found the unit they signed with. Some time ago, it was reported that the dean of the department The news of his stay at the school was hand-picked, but in the end there was no further text. Yun Jin wanted to know his whereabouts, so on a day when the two of them had no class, they asked him to meet in the library.
When she arrived at the library, it was just after three o'clock in the afternoon. There were relatively few people reading books and self-study. There were only a few people sitting on the long stools in the large reading room. Seeing Shen Ju'an's back from a distance, she tiptoed over, only to find that he was lying on the table with his eyes closed, a book half covering his face. Yun Jin thought it was a little funny, this was the first time she saw him fall asleep. The April afternoon wind blows through the half-open shutters of the reading room, and it is easy to produce a kind of intoxication on people. It is indeed a suitable time to sleep soundly. Yun Jin gently removed the book from his face, and the clean and soft face was now more serene and serene. The wind ruffled the strands of his hair slightly, Yun Jin thought about it, and slowly reached out and brushed a strand of hair from his forehead. As soon as it touched his face, he quickly grabbed the hand that had been placed on the desk. Then the owner of the hand opened his eyes and looked at her with a faint smile.
Yun Jin was stunned for a moment, seeing that he didn't mean to let go, nor was he in a hurry to break free, she just smiled in response, the two were relatively speechless, but the entangled fingers had an ambiguous tacit understanding. It wasn't until someone passed by and coughed lightly that Shen Ju'an slowly let go. Yun Jin put her hand under the table, and after a while she asked him, "Didn't I hear that you were staying at school some time ago? How come it was someone else?" I refused, I don't plan to stay in school." "Then you..." Yun Jin asked hesitantly.
"I have signed Yongkai." He said lightly.
Yongkai Group? No one will be unfamiliar with this name. Even in this big city in southern China, where foreign companies and large state-owned enterprises are like forests, Yongkai's reputation is reverberating. Signed the company quietly.
"However, in my imagination, I always feel that teaching in a college is more in line with your image." Yun Jin said with a little regret.
"Trust me, I know better what I'm suitable for." I don't know if it was because she had just woken up from a good dream, Shen Ju'an had a lazy smile on her face, which Yun Jin was unfamiliar with. "Whether it's work or people." He looked at her and suddenly added.
"Yuhua, tell me, I'm not dreaming." Yun Jin told Mo Yuhua on the phone at night about the day's affairs, and her heart was filled with ripples.
Yu Hua's voice on the other end of the phone revealed a smile, "I can only say congratulations."
"But I always had a feeling that it wasn't real."
"It doesn't matter if it's real or not, just feel happy."
"Happiness?" Yun Jin recalled the word, is she happy? Who can say no
Just after hanging up Yu Hua's phone and lying on the bed, the dormitory phone rang again, the roommate picked it up, and then shouted, "Yun Jin, it's your call again."
Yun Jin got up in a hurry, took the microphone and said, but there was no reply for a long time. She thought the phone connection was bad, so she dialed the phone line, and said two more times, but the other end was still silent. She instinctively wanted to hang up the phone, but her brain felt like something was happening, and the hand holding the microphone couldn't help but squeeze tightly.
"...is that you?" she asked in disbelief.
no answer.
Yun Jin was also silent for a long time, and she seemed to hear a faint sigh from the other party, and then there was a beep of disconnection.
There was no caller ID on the phone, so Yun Jin asked the roommate who just answered the phone.
"Man, your voice is very nice." The roommate replied.
Could it be him? Yun Jin knew why she thought of him subconsciously, but how could he possibly call? That day, his expression was so cold. it won't be him...
That night, Yun Jin spoke in such a chaotic mind. Before she fell into a dream, she didn't realize that a finger of hers lightly stroked her lips.