Meet the Brand Officer

Lin Xiyou wiped the tip of her nose, chuckled and toasted: "Sorry, I let you receive these inexplicable negative energies. Let's have a nice chat. If you have a chance to meet the kind person who lost his slippers, can you help me talk about it?" He said thank you."

"However, the sea of ​​people is vast, and it should be difficult to meet again."

Wei Ba's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyebrows at Song Ziyuan, seeing that he was staring blankly without any response, he said excitedly, "It's far away..."

"Well——" Song Ziyuan covered Wei Ba's mouth, and he cast a puzzled look in pain: Great opportunity!You just don't get it.
Song Ziyuan chose to ignore it, poured half a glass of wine for Lin Xiyou, and took the opportunity to motivate: "I believe we will meet, but we can't help you with this. You have to stay and thank you in person."

Lin Xiyou shook her head with a wry smile, drinking the wine without making a sound.

"You had the courage to stay back then, why can't you do it now?" Song Ziyuan's sunny voice was filled with warmth.

Lin Xiyou was drunk, closed her eyes and indulged in the reassuring voice. She rubbed her forehead with one hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I just graduated at the time, and I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. I was so hot that I thought that hard work would be enough. no."

"Did you encounter any problems?" Song Ziyuan thought provocatively, "If you have any problems, solve them. What's the matter with running away?"

Lin Xiyou shook her head awkwardly, "There is no problem with the reality, but I am the one with the problem."

"I thought that I would work hard to get into the company I dreamed of. I thought that I would gain a lot of sense of accomplishment if I took the initiative to do things, but my efforts seemed to be wrong. I made a mess of myself"

"For example?" Song Ziyuan guided patiently.

Lin Xiyou drank another glass of cold beer, and intermittently narrated the details of the internship since she entered the job.
In the end, her emotions collapsed a bit, and she fell into serious self-denial, talking nonsense alone.

"I am eager to do more meaningful things. I hope that someone will recognize my efforts, but it seems that no matter how active I am, I am trapped in a dark corner. I am more and more against my heart and dare not do real things. Own……"

"It took me two days to revise the report, only to find that there were so many problems that it collapsed. How could I write a report that was so bad that it contradicted itself? I was even complacent about those insignificant school grades. Walking out of the ivory tower, I count Shit..."

"There will be a company's new product launch event on the weekend. All interns will be assessed and compared together. I am like a wild carp desperately jumping over the dragon gate. How can I compare with a pure-blooded dragon..."

"I'm like a mangy dog ​​with no face and no skin, staying in the house of the kind man who took me in. Now that there is no room for him, I dare not take the initiative to leave..."

"My pride, my self-esteem, have been slowly lost by me. Why did it become like this? I hate myself like this, and I hate myself more and more..."

"Everyone tells me not to rush, take my time, but time doesn't wait for me. I am also trying to adjust my mentality, but it is getting worse and worse. I am afraid of wandering, of failing to achieve anything, and even more of being eliminated forever..."

Lin Xiyou's eyes were filled with tears, but she still stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Song Ziyuan quietly acted as a qualified listener, without interrupting, filled the wine silently, and handed over the neatly folded tissues.

Although what she said was incoherent, he, who was good at analyzing, understood everything about her.

After a moment of silence, he summed up brilliantly: "The problems come one after another, you are overwhelmed, and you feel timid and fearful, and want to run away?"

Lin Xiyou remained silent.

"It's not unreasonable for you to hate yourself. The you now are indeed not worthy of the brave and high-spirited you back then." Song Ziyuan's tone was a bit harsh.

Lin Xiyou froze and lowered her head.

"As long as the sky doesn't fall, you have time to solve the problem. What's the rush? If the sky falls, there's no need to solve the problem, let alone worry."

Song Ziyuan has his own set of theories, which are unreasonable, but effective.

After he gave a word of relief, he changed the subject and pointed at the pain point: "Your problem is that you are too strong and obsessed with perfection, and you..."

After a pause, he hesitated again and again, and he still said: "There is an indescribable inferiority complex hidden in your bones. In fact, you are very good, really, believe in yourself, your willpower is stronger than you imagined, Why do you feel inferior? You can totally..."

Song Ziyuan stopped his voice suddenly, he couldn't help but think of the "murderer's daughter" that those goofy ducks mentioned in the coffee shop that day.
Lin Xiyou couldn't help tightening her hand holding the cup, until her fingertips turned white without realizing it.

Song Ziyuan secretly regretted that he intended to help her break through the inner demon, but unexpectedly uncovered another layer of scars.

He cleverly took away the wine glass in her hand, but unexpectedly she took another whole bottle of wine on the table and drank it down.

"Boss, pay the bill." Lin Xiyou stood up suddenly, feeling drunk, she couldn't stand still for a while, she tilted her body, and almost fell to the ground, thanks to Song Ziyuan's quick eyesight and hands to support her.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, thank you." Lin Xiyou kept smiling, and she didn't shed tears all night.

She gently brushed away Song Ziyuan's supporting hand, and staggered towards the bar.

Her eyes were blurred, and there was a hazy drunkenness. She pinched the tiger's mouth hard, trying to stay awake.

She struggled to unlock the phone screen, called up the payment code, and muttered to herself: "It's good to eat this meal happily, stop thinking about it, let go of struggling entanglements, it's good, it's really good good……"

"Boss, pay the bill, where to pay?" Lin Xiyou turned up the volume.

"Your table has been bought before." The boss also answered loudly.

"Boss, hurry up and pay the bill, I want to pay the bill." Lin Xiyou repeated, holding up the screen of the mobile phone, with the left hand that couldn't touch Bei, pressed the right hand that was dangling the mobile phone, and muttered: "Don't move, hurry up!" brush."

This is completely different from the usual serious and flamboyant her, a bit cute to be silly
Song Ziyuan couldn't laugh or cry, supported Lin Xiyou who was staggering, and coaxed her: "It's finished, let's go."

"Oh, it's done, that's good! Then I can leave with peace of mind." Lin Xiyou was drunk, but her mind seemed to be still clear, and she firmly remembered the matter of returning the favor.

"Where do you live, I'll take you home." Song Ziyuan carefully supported him. Wei Ba had already hailed the car and opened the door thoughtfully.

"No, no, no, I'm not drunk, I'm sober, I can go back by myself, you guys go, bye." Lin Xiyou was waving her hands before being stuffed into the car.

"It just happened to be on the way, so you can take it as a ride, so can you tell me where I live now?" Song Ziyuan reversed the logic and asked coaxingly.

"It makes sense, I live in a coffee shop now, but I will move out soon!" Lin Xiyou replied honestly.

Song Ziyuan frowned when he heard that she lived in the coffee shop.

Arriving at the coffee shop, when he walked the trembling Lin Xiyou into the storage room full of sundries, his handsome eyebrows twisted into twists
Impulsively, Song Ziyuan bent down and squatted down, picked up the drowsy Lin Xiyou, and walked straight out