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The crisp autumn days have lasted only two days, and there are dark clouds and signs of rain.Those who came back late tightened their clothes in the cold wind, and someone scolded: "Damn! Don't it rain again? It really affects the mood!"

The taxi speaker plays a funny cross talk, the driver learns the tongue like a parrot, and has listened to an outdated joke hundreds of times, laughing and joking with himself along the way, enjoying himself, and doesn’t care that the passenger sitting in the passenger seat is cold all the time A face, no face at all.

It wasn't until the driver stopped at the gate of Lian'an Community that the driver put away his cross talk accent, looked at the dark sky, and complained that the weather was no different from most people who are running around for their lives: "Damn in the afternoon, he said that it will be sunny for a week, why? It's going to rain again? Delaying my business!"

Wen Yun scanned the QR code to pay, and said the first sentence after "arriving in Lian'an Community": "I was in a good mood, but the sudden change of weather spoiled it."

"Isn't it!" The driver wanted to beat his chest, but unfortunately he couldn't use it, so he slapped the steering wheel, "Brother, go slowly!"

Xun Musheng's sudden appearance was worse than a sudden change of weather. When Wen Yun returned home, he only turned on a light, stared blankly at the furnishings in the room, and sighed deeply after a while.

The black clouds floating in the sky suddenly seemed to press down, and the relaxed mood just after get off work disappeared without a trace, leaving only a breathless sense of depression.

He pulled out a chair and sat on it with all his strength, his mind was full of what Xun Musheng said and the expression when he spoke.He covered his head with his hands and tried his best not to think about it, but the result of trying his best to drive Xun Musheng out of his mind was dizziness, ringing in the ears, and tightness in his chest.

After sitting for a long time, the lights in other buildings in the community went out one after another. Wen Yun stood up, washed in a daze, poured a glass of warm water, and was about to take sleeping pills. When he opened the drawer, the medicine bottle was empty.

No medicine, just drinking alcohol to help you sleep.

But alcohol is obviously not as good as medicine. Wen Yun put down the wine glass, fell into a drowsy sleep, woke up several times at night, and sat on the bed at dawn, feeling tired, but even more tired.

The dream is full of fragmented silent images, like old window panes shattered by bullets.

He got up and walked to the window. The rain didn't fall, and the sky was still clear. God seemed to be playing a joke on people who hate rain.

But yesterday's encounter with Xun Musheng was not a joke that could be laughed off.

He drew the curtains, shut out the sun from the window, went back to bed, and fell asleep again.

If you don't get enough sleep at night, it's even harder to sleep well during the day.The years in the army flashed at high speed, and every piece of shattered light had that person's vivid face.

Either laughing or angry, or pretending to be angry, or pretending to be thinking... Even though the light sheet has faded, the light in that person's eyes lasts for a long time.

Wen Yun stretched out his hand, trying to catch the light flakes flying all over the sky.Only in this way can we take a good and careful look at that person again.

But the light sheet is too sharp—sharper than the scout dagger inserted in the tactical vest back then. As soon as I hold it, the palm and fingers are cut, causing unbearable pain and blood.

Memories that cannot be grasped.

People who can't stay.

The surroundings were dark and dull, like a wasteland after nightfall.

Wen Yun spread his blood-dripping hands and fell down in a daze.

Suddenly, as if attracted by magnetic force, the light sheets flew to the distant chaos in groups, like a golden river illuminated by the sun.A figure gradually appeared from the intersection of light and darkness, pacing leisurely.

Wen Yun's eyes were hurt by the bright light, and his eyelashes were soaked with physical tears, but his eyes kept staring at the figure, reluctant to look away, reluctant to blink.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, that person would disappear.

The man approached. He was dressed in clean and dust-free special combat camouflage, and even the black leather boots were clean and without ash. A circle of round golden lines.

Wen Yun stood up with difficulty, the man hurried forward, held his arm, talked to him with a smile, and called his name.It was like watching a silent movie, but he couldn't hear a word.

A voice in my heart said: Look, Chi Yu is back.

He smiled wryly, knowing that it was just a dream.

Chi Yu's camouflage has never been so clean. It is always covered in mud, covered in weeds, soaked in blood and sweat.

But even though he knew it was a dream, he still wanted to hear Chi Yu call his name, even once.But since he left the team, he has dreamed of Chi Yu countless times, sometimes there is a sound and sometimes there is no sound in the dream, but in the end he never hears "Wen Yun".

The dream is chaotic and has no logic or law at all.The unfamiliar wasteland instantly turned into a familiar military camp.

When he first joined the special brigade, Wen Yun and the others got their bedding and were walking towards the dormitory when a man rushed out of the corridor with such ferocious force that he knocked off the plastic basin in his arms.

Someone chased him out and shouted, "Chi Yu, where are you running!"

Wen Yun was still holding the quilt, and was about to squat down to pick up the basin, but the person named Chi Yu squatted down first, picked up the basin and threw it up, as if doing acrobatics.

However, the acrobatics were not performed well, the basin bounced on the quilt, failed to catch, and rolled down again.

Everyone laughed.Wen Yun was a little annoyed, and glared at the other party angrily, but when his eyes met, he was stunned.

Chi Yu is very handsome, with deep and energetic eyes, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised, like a naughty smile.

The chaser kicked Chi Yu's waist, and was about to start beating him, when suddenly his eyes lit up, "Hey! Chi Yu, is this your brother?"

Wen Yun was a little confused.

Chi Yu kicked the man back, "What brother?"

"Aren't you brothers? Fuck, you two look in the mirror, you look alike!"

Everyone gathered around, Wen Yun was squeezed next to Chi Yu, and the bowl of lunch box and quilt fell all over the floor.

"It's really a bit like that!"

"It's more than a little, it looks a lot like it!"

"It's not very similar, is it?"

"They're the same height!"

"The face is just as big!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

The scene changed again, the driving training ground was torrentially raining, the sand was turned into mud by the rain, and was thrown into the air by the high-speed spinning wheels.

Wen Yun sat in the Dongfeng warrior, splitting a straight passage in the white rain curtain like dividing the sea.

But one-third of the water in the car was spilled.

Chi Yu, who was in the co-pilot, roared: "Brother, you can't do this! Didn't you say it last time? We can't just compete for speed in this car, we must be steady! Look at you, this trip has spilled more than half of the water , This fucking hasn’t set up an obstacle yet, what if there is an obstacle in the future? You have to throw the cup out!”

Wen Yun was annoyed—he was always not making progress, and was being talked about by the people around him. He hadn't been quiet all afternoon, so he got angry and retorted: "I didn't sprinkle half, but I sprinkled a third."

Chi Yu became angry: "Are you still sophistrying?"

"..."

The dream of taking special driving training was intermittent all afternoon. In the dream, I was always galloping. From being unable to grasp the stability at the beginning, to competing with Chi Yu for the "car king" in the team, and then to racing with Chi Yu, The cooperation has brought back a first name...

When she woke up, Wen Yun gasped for breath, as if she had just fought a tough match with Chi Yu.

Probably day and night dream.

If it hadn't been for driving Dongfeng Warrior again a few days ago, I shouldn't have dreamed of the hardships when I was learning to drive.

If you hadn't heard Xun Musheng's words "he's gone", maybe you wouldn't have dreamed about Chi Yu all day and night.

There were two days of rest, but Wen Yun couldn't sit still at home, so he canceled his leave on Tuesday and continued to clean up the mess left by Zhao Yu.

The merchant that Zhao Yu offended was a chain of farmhouses, which was inconspicuous a few years ago, but was later bought by a big boss, and only then did it grow bigger and bigger.

The big boss's investment in farmhouse music is purely for fun, and he never cares about it or shows up, leaving it to a special person to take charge.When Wen Yun sorted out the materials and went to apologize and explain with gifts, the manager falsely claimed that he could not be the master and had to ask the big boss for instructions.The subtext of these words is rejection, no cooperation in the future, anyone who has been in the new media department for a long time will understand.But Wen Yun just didn't understand, and was still waiting for a reply with the logic of working in the paper media.The manager didn't know what to do, and he didn't want to talk too much, so he had to mention this matter to the big boss, and casually reported Wen Yun's name.

The big boss didn't want to care about such trivial matters at all at first, and listened lazily, but suddenly asked: "Wen Yun? A reporter from Zhongcan Media?"

Wen Yun handed over the newly signed letter of intent for cooperation with Nongjiale to Liu Cun.Liu Cun's eyes were a little complicated.Li Xiao and the others chatted in the coffee shop. Someone said that Zhao Yu would definitely not be able to come back to be the team leader, and someone said that Liu Cun wanted to help Wenjun to become the leader.

Li Xiao was very unhappy: "Didn't this company's attitude be very obvious last time? Zhao Yu came back and said that they would never cooperate with us again. Why did Wen Yun go to talk a few times and get it back?"

"Who knows what method he used?"

"Xu Cheng is back, isn't Xu Cheng helping behind the scenes again?"

"Probably not. I think Xu Cheng has been busy these two days, so he can't care about Guan Wenyun."

"Who helped then? It can't be that Wenjun talked about it by himself, right? Just rely on him?"

"Maybe it's the person who lent him a car to drive at Yunzhou Villa last time?"

"Hey, Zhao Yu is also a fool. His mind is twitching and asking Wen Yun to go to Yunzhou Villa. Isn't this an opportunity for him to hook up with rich people..."

A group of colleagues had a lot of imagination, but the actual situation was far less complicated than they thought.

Wen Yun wrote many in-depth investigation articles when he was in the "Zhongcheng Times". The article about exposing the black educational institution was not the most influential, but it saved many deceived families and children, including the son of the big owner of the farmhouse .

At that time, Wen Yun was using a pseudonym, but the big boss took his son to the senior management of Zhongcan Media and asked to thank Wen Yun in person.

Wen Yun didn't accept the gift, but only took a business card.

The big boss solemnly said: "If you need anything in the future, you can come to me."

Wen Yun put away the business card, but never thought about asking the other party for help in the future.It is his job to interview and write manuscripts, and there is no need to ask for anything in return.

Unexpectedly, I planted willows unintentionally, and today the willow leaves are full of shade.

Liu Cun's face was uncertain, and he wanted to ask Wen Yun how to move the other party, but because of face, he was too embarrassed to ask.

Wen Yun had other things to do and was about to leave when Liu Cun suddenly said, "By the way, what did you think about what you said last time?"

"what's up?"

"President Xu wants to transfer you to the car section."

Wen Yun's expression changed slightly, and he said after a while: "I just got used to the operation of the travel and food section. Now if I transfer to the car section, it will take time to adapt."

Liu Cun was very satisfied, and smiled: "Okay, then I will tell Mr. Xu."

Wen Yun returned to her seat and saw that there was a caramel macchiato in front of the computer.

He was a little surprised, looked around, and saw Xu Cheng raised his hand from behind the display screen, making a "V" shape.

There are drops of water hanging on the wall of the caramel macchiato cup, and it looks like it has just been bought.

Wen Yun sighed.

The only person in this office who showed kindness to him was Xu Cheng, and the only one who really helped him was Xu Cheng.He naturally understood that Xu Cheng applied for a department transfer for him in order to give him a hand.If this happened in the past, he might have accepted it gratefully, but now, not only can't he accept it, but he has to keep a distance from Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng is Xun Musheng's friend.

And he didn't want to have anything to do with Xun Musheng anymore.