together for a moment

Zhao Yimu's work has become more and more smooth recently, and the few mergers and acquisitions he has received have been handled properly. Although the supervisor did not praise him in person, if there is a larger merger and acquisition case, he will be drawn into the working group. A while ago, he privately reminded him to take his accounting certificate. In the first test, the monthly allowance is [-] yuan more, and it can also be used as an extra point for promotion to the team leader in the future. It is best to ask him to get it done before the end of the year.

In order to show that he didn't take the supervisor's words seriously, he bought some books for the accounting exam online. I flipped through it during the break, and after reading a few pages, I felt that it particularly affected my appetite.

In the past, when he was engaged in criminal and civil litigation in a small firm, he was always busy day and night. He always looked forward to working in a large firm with a large scale and a real division of labor. He would not have to look at the faces of prosecutors and judges all day long, and would not be chased by cases He didn't need to be the headmaster and ring the bell alone, but now that he really lived this kind of life, he actually felt a little bored, and instead missed the years of helping his clients in the court.

"So motivated," Zhao Yimu looked up and saw Lin Zongpei leaning against the partition of his desk with a playful face, "Tsk tsk tsk, eat Chinese food with an accountant? Is it easy to digest?"

"No, I'm about to choke to death," Zhao Yimu slammed the book shut, cleaned up the last few mouthfuls in the lunch box, stood up and greeted Lin Zongpei, "Let's go buy coffee."

"How does your house look? My mother asked again a few days ago." Lin Zongpei asked with concern.

"I've seen a few good ones, but I haven't decided yet," Zhao Yimu originally wanted to share his house-viewing experience, but when he heard Lin Zongpei say that his mother was asking, it felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was being detained to do this, and suddenly I just want to take it lightly.

"My mother said that if the house is settled this year, how about getting the wedding done before the Chinese New Year next year?" Lin Zongpei said, "Let me talk to you first, she will definitely have a problem with the banquet venue. Mom likes five-star hotels because of her face, so you can book wherever you want, but at least ten tables are reserved for my parents to invite friends.”

The more Zhao Yimu heard it, the more he felt that his mother-in-law was difficult to deal with, but it was not easy to say something in front of Lin Zongpei, after all, his old classmate was kind.He thought for a while and asked calmly, "How many tables will you invite for your wedding? I remember your wedding banquet venue is very large and luxurious."

"It's almost a hundred tables." Lin Zongpei said with a wry smile

"So many? You even invited your elementary school classmates?" Zhao Yimu was surprised.

"At that time, my father was a judge and hadn't retired. He considered that I would also develop in the legal field in the future, and invited anyone who could make a connection. There were also a lot of women's associations and flower art associations from my mother's side. More than half of them are their friends," Lin Zongpei shook his head recalling the tragic situation that day, "I only toasted to half of the tables before I got drunk, all the toasts were my parents' friends, and none of my classmates and colleagues mentioned it. In other words, on the wedding night in the bridal chamber, I only remember the toilet in the hotel.”

"I don't even want to do it after being told by you like this." Zhao Yimu clicked his tongue.

"It's just once in a lifetime, can you not do it?" Lin Zongpei rolled his eyes at him, "You will be my sister's princess for a day, and in the future she will help you wash, cook and have children for the rest of your life. Is it worth it? I Mom and Dad have worked hard to raise the children from childhood to adulthood, shouldn't you do some face to them, not to mention your mother is looking forward to this day?"

This is true, Tang Qing just waits for the day when he gets married and has children before he can relieve the burden in his heart, and enjoy the happiness after all the hardships.

"Do it, do it, let's have as many tables as you want," said the regulars of the two coffee stalls. The boss would know what coffee he wanted just by showing his face. Zhao Yimu continued to chat with Lin Zongpei, "Don't worry about my business all day long. , but isn’t the due date coming soon?”

"At the beginning of next month." Lin Zongpei's face turned pale, "I don't know what happened recently, she talks less and rarely smiles. I'm worried that she will suffer from prenatal depression?"

"Then you should spend more time with him instead of me." Zhao Yimu took the coffee from the boss and gave Lin Zongpei a cup, "Otherwise I might have pre-marital depression."

The lunch break was not over yet. Zhao Yimu returned to his seat and was still immersed in his work. He made an appointment with Nick to go to see the room he was satisfied with last time at [-] o'clock this afternoon. He had to ask the company for two hours of leave and he didn't want to delay work. I've been concentrating on my work since morning.

03:30 After get off work, everything that should be done is done. Like a child who has been allowed to leave school early, he quickly leaves the office with light steps. I don't know what I'm excited about.

Some people say that buying a house is based on sight. Maybe it is true. He likes this community for no reason. Maybe it has something to do with its greening. There is a short tree-lined passage at the entrance. He knows nothing about flowers and trees, but he can feel it. Plants have the ability to purify the body and mind. After walking slowly through the aisle, Zhao Yimu saw Nick wearing a white shirt and jeans standing under an osmanthus tree and smelling the fragrance.

Zhao Yimu stopped to savor the scenery in front of him. He had an indescribable feeling that this house was destined for him. It was hard to describe how he knew it. Maybe it was what people called the sixth sense. Zhao Yimu felt that his sixth sense was quite accurate, like his When flying to India, he felt that this was a different journey. For example, when he met Nick outside the airport that was full of vegetation, he faintly felt that he had a good chance and decided to trust this person.

"Are you here?" Nick turned his head and saw Zhao Yimu standing there. He didn't know how long he had stood there because he had seen all his obsession with flowers. He was a little embarrassed. Well?"

"I'm also admiring the flowers," Zhao Yimu walked towards him with an innocent face and a faint smile, "I also admired all the people standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree."

"Brother Owen, you have changed," Nick said sadly, "Why did you become so glib."

Zhao Yimu laughed loudly, "I'm not usually like this, I just think it's fun to tease you, why are you dressed so relaxed today, it's not like the colorful Indian clothes, and it's not like the usual suit and uniform."

"The tutoring student will participate in the flute competition at the end of the month. I will practice with her from morning to afternoon today. I didn't enter the company so I don't need to wear a uniform." Nick swung the backpack on the ground to his shoulder, "Let's go, I'll take you there while it's still bright Take a look around."

They walked through the shaded avenues, and the treetops and branches lightly brushed their shoulders and arms. After autumn, the colors of the city changed, from green to yellow, yellow to orange-brown. Occasionally, a few flaming red maple leaves fell on the street. There was a rustling sound.

"Turn right out of the community and walk less than 5 minutes to a market. There are all kinds of vegetables, fruits and meat. If you buy vegetables on weekends, you can come here," Nick led him into an alleyway, where several stalls were displaying The goods are ready for business. "There is also a twilight market in the evening on weekdays. The scale is small but it sells cooked food. It is very convenient for you to buy a few dishes after work and go back to cook rice and noodles."

"Have you noticed where there is a market? Are you cooking?" Zhao Yimu asked with a smile.

"Of course I can cook when I've been abroad! How about I live on hamburgers and fries every day?" Nick raised his eyebrows and said with a smile. Three streets."

"Don't brag, people who eat instant noodles every day say this, they are not convincing at all." Zhao Yimu didn't quite believe it.

"When the matter of your house is settled, I will cook a table for you myself!" Nick said casually when he was provoked.

"Okay, I'll wait." Zhao Yimu was very happy, and there was another thing to look forward to.

At the corner of the end of the alley and the main road is a coffee shop, and you can smell the aroma of fried beans when you pass by.

"The level of this coffee shop is quite good. The manager himself imports raw beans for roasting and knows the characteristics of various beans, so you must try his single-origin pour over," Nick smiled at him, " Do you like coffee? You can try it.”

"How do you know I love coffee?" Zhao Yimu asked.

"Because I would like to listen to your teachings and treat customers as friends, and I am very sincere in my observation." Nick smiled very proudly, "In addition, the store manager is also very knowledgeable about jazz, and the store is full of vinyl classic jazz. If It’s me, I will choose a weekend afternoon to bring a book to the store, and spend it leisurely with coffee and music.”

While listening to him, Zhao Yimu drew a picture in his mind: he was sitting in the coffee shop in front of the floor-to-ceiling window by the street, and opposite him was a young man in a white shirt who was reading a book with his head down...

"Do you want to go in and have a cup of coffee?" Zhao Yimu asked him suddenly.

"Now? No, no," Nick refused straight away, "I have to show you the surrounding environment and the house at night today, and it must be over before [-]:[-] pm. There is not enough time, so you can come with Ms. Lin next time."

Zhao Yimu smiled and said nothing. Xiaopei never drank coffee, saying that he would not be able to sleep if he drank it.

"Do you have other part-time jobs at night?" It took Zhao Yimu a while to realize.

"I'm going to play music on the radio in the middle of the night. Before that, I'll go to the hospital to see my mother. By the way, I'll bring her an extra thin quilt. The temperature has turned cold in the past few nights to prevent her from catching a cold." Nick said.

"Let me drive you," Zhao Yimu sighed, "Is the quilt warm enough for you to sleep on the radio at night?"

"Not enough, do you want to warm me up?" Nick smiled narrowly, "Like in India?"

"..." This sentence is like a water valve, those memories of hugging each other and sharing body temperature in the quilt rushed into my mind, Zhao Yimu's heart beat out of rhythm, but his mouth could still hold the scene, "Okay, alone A human bed, right? Then you have to hold on tighter so you don’t fall off.”

"Can people who are going to get married have some morals?" Nick didn't expect him to reply, his face was hot, and he turned his head and walked forward.

Turning out of the alley and walking on the road, the golden phoenix trees on both sides are swaying and falling under the autumn sun and the breeze, which is very autumnal.

"There are two ways to get out of the community to the subway station. If it were me, I would choose to take this Wutong Road. Don't you feel comfortable walking on this street in autumn?" Nick closed his eyes and stretched his arms and took a deep breath. Tone, "full of the smell of autumn."

"What does autumn smell like?" Zhao Yimu teased him with a smile.

"You didn't smell it?" Nick stopped and looked at him in surprise, "Come on, you close your eyes with me now, stretch your arms deeply, and take a deep breath to fill your chest with air."

"Here?" Zhao Yimu looked at the hurried passers-by.

"That's right, right here," Nick ordered him with eyes raised and raised eyebrows, "Don't be so tense, pretend that no one knows you abroad now, quick! Close your eyes, stretch your arms, and take a deep breath .”

Before closing his eyes, Zhao Yimu couldn't help thinking: It's an idiot for two people to do this on the side of the road, right?

But after closing his eyes, he remembered that it was the same in India. Nick always asked him to do things that he would not do normally. Spread the yogurt and then smash the clay bowl after eating.

It turns out that not everything needs a reason. He prepares for the accounting certificate exam for his future. To make everyone face, he has to open [-] tables at the wedding banquet. He does everything according to the plan in order to hear his mother say "good boy".

He has been working hard for the future, but forgot to feel the present.Life is not just a series of plans, but spring, summer, autumn and winter, emotions, sorrows and joys.

"How? Did you smell it?" Nick asked him excitedly.

"Well, I smell it," Zhao Cimu opened his eyes, seeing the colorful autumn colors in Nick's eyes, he smiled more intensely, and said:

"I smell happiness."