One big and one small are practicing love

It's also strange. I don't know if it's because I feel relaxed and happy today, or if it's a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change. In the afternoon, Liu Xiaochen's work efficiency suddenly improved a lot, and he was able to reach the company's speed of one order every 8 seconds.

According to this progress, Liu Xiaochen calculated the time and finally could return to the dormitory before 12 o'clock tonight. I thought, I haven't showered in a week, and the clothes in the dirty clothes basket are almost overflowing. I can deal with it tonight, and maybe write a diary.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaochen worked harder than usual.

When the pain on the back of his neck became unbearable, Liu Xiaochen frowned, held his neck and turned it a few times, stood up, poured a cup of strong coffee, and continued working.

When I became thirsty and thought of drinking coffee, the coffee was already covered with a white film. Liu Xiaochen got upset as soon as he drank cold coffee. He was too lazy to wash the cup, collect water, and wait for it to dry, so he could only endure it.

Liu Xiaochen didn't stop until he wanted to go to the toilet.

Looking through the voucher book I am working on, there are still more than ten pages left to record. I thought, I'd better endure it for a while, finish this voucher, and then go to the bathroom. But when there were only five pages left to finish recording the voucher, Liu Xiaochen couldn't help it anymore and stood up.

As soon as I got up, I realized that my waist hurt so much that I couldn't help but frown and grit my teeth. Slowly stretching, there was a crackling sound in the spine. After his stiff body became aware, Liu Xiaochen lifted his feet and left the workstation.

Yes, this is the epitome of Liu Xiaochen's work. Accompanied by minor body pains all day long, the physiological needs for drinking water and going to the toilet are suppressed again and again. Squeeze every bit of time in this way and try your best to complete this work.

Coming out of the bathroom and on the way back to his work station, he met the supervisor Zhong Sheng.

"Xiao Chen, how did you finish your work today? I see you didn't take a break this afternoon."

"There are still more than one voucher and the recording is over." Liu Xiaochen laughed unconsciously.

Zhong Sheng raised his wrist to look at his watch, nodded and said, "That's good. After reviewing your data, I can get off work early."

Liu Xiaochen walked quickly to his desk, feeling a little happy. But as soon as I entered the office, I heard a "pop" sound, followed by a scream of "Ah! Why is there a power outage?"

Following this scream, all the computers in Liu Xiaochen's row of workstations went black, and all the colleagues in that row stood up to check what was going on. Others were still working, their overhead lights on.

"Ah, whose dog is this! It bit off the plug of the electric pin. It's too dangerous."

A brown teddy came out from under the computer desk and barked twice.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's my prince. Did you save it? After the computer is restarted, the entered data should not be lost." Manager Xiao of the Finance Department said.

After powering on, Liu Xiaochen opened the computer with trembling fingers and hurriedly looked for the file he had just worked on, but it was gone. Scroll forward further and the data entered this afternoon is gone. Only the data entered in the morning is saved in the computer.

Manager Xiao held the barking Teddy in his arms and stood aside to watch Liu Xiaochen rummaging through the data. He said angrily, "Why don't you save it? Isn't it said repeatedly in the company's onboarding training that you should save it when you leave your workstation?"

Liu Xiaochen stood up without saying a word, turned around and strode out of the office. My heart sank to the soles of my feet, making every move painful.

The rare good sleep was gone. There is no hot water after 12 o'clock, and you can't take a shower. If you use the washing machine after 1 o'clock, you will be scolded by your neighbors and you will have to wash your clothes by hand. Headache, backache, neck soreness, forehead full of pimples... If I want to be patient and persist for a few more days, I can get through these last few days.

But when the last straw came, the elephant suddenly became extremely fragile and could no longer bear it.

When he came to the phone booth, Liu Xiaochen picked up the phone and dialed Zuo Kunmin's mobile phone number. Regardless of where he is or what he is doing, regardless of any reason, I just want to call him.

‘Beep – beep – beep –’ When the receiver rang seven or eight times, the other party hung up.

Liu Xiaochen dialed his number again and was picked up on the third ring.

"Hello, who are you?" It was a female voice.

Liu Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, and recognized the low-pitched, crisp female voice as Chen Qingyan, and said, "I'm looking for Zuo Kunmin. Please let him answer the phone."

"He has just fallen asleep. If he has anything to say to me, I will convey it to you."

"Where are you? Why are you holding his phone."

"In the hotel room, I was helping him pack his clothes, and I saw the phone ringing."

Liu Xiaochen suddenly felt that his legs were weak and his body was cold, and he slumped on the ground helplessly, holding the microphone wordlessly.

"Little girl, Mr. Zuo has a girlfriend. Stop calling her and being sentimental."

"Sorry to interrupt."

It turns out that the waiting he was talking about was this kind of ‘waiting’. It turned out to be just wishful thinking on my part. It turns out that his true nature is hard to change.

After the other party hung up the phone, Liu Xiaochen collapsed on the ground holding the receiver, crying like a child.

After crying for a while, Liu Xiaochen called Zhang Chengjiu with trembling hands. He had to find someone to talk to tonight no matter what.

"Who is it?" The voice over there, who had just woken up, was angry.

"It's...me!" Liu Xiaochen burst into tears.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Chengjiu's voice immediately became tense.

Liu Xiaochen was still speechless, just sobbing.

"Cry if you want, I will always be here."

For about ten minutes, Liu Xiaochen remained silent, holding the microphone and crying. Zhang Cheng put the receiver over there and made no sound until Liu Xiaochen's cry gradually faded.

Zhang Cheng said: "If you have anything you want to say, you can tell me."

"I'm having a very bad time, very...bad..." Before he could finish the sentence, he choked up and became speechless again.

"Don't be in a hurry. Speak slowly. I'm listening."

When his mood slowly calmed down, Liu Xiaochen spoke intermittently.

He talks about the pain and pain he endures every day, and how he often secretly cries in the bathroom, then washes his face and goes back to his desk to type numbers. She said that she returned to the dormitory late at night and wanted to wash her oily hair, but the central heating water heater provided cold water in the middle of the night, so she used cold water to wash her hair. She had a splitting headache and still had to work the next day. I didn’t dare to use the washing machine to wash clothes in the middle of the night, so I just washed them by hand one by one. I fell asleep while standing while washing clothes, only to wake up when my head hit the mirror...

Zhang Cheng is here, and sometimes responds to Liu Xiaochen with, "Yeah, I know." "I understand." "I'm listening. Speak slowly." These words let her know that someone is listening.

"I have tried very hard, but why can't I do it well?"

"Liu Xiaochen, listen to me now. Don't deny yourself because of your recent work. The Liu Xiaochen I know is a very positive, motivated, hard-working and responsible person. You have been working too hard during this time..."

Later, Liu Xiaochen said nothing, just held the receiver and listened quietly to Zhang Cheng's speech. He said a lot, including words of comfort and encouragement, some of Liu Xiaochen's shining moments in middle school, and some of him belittling himself...

When the sky was slightly bright, Liu Xiaochen rubbed his eyes, stood up from the cold floor, and said calmly: "Thank you, Zhang Cheng, I'm going to work."