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The next day Wu Yue arrived at work on time, still keeping his composure, changing clothes, washing hands and kneading dough step by step.But both Lao Rang and Mark knew that he was unusual, and they exchanged glances, but neither of them had the courage to speak first.

Lao Rang immersed himself in thinking: Wu Yue is resigning, is it because of the suspension of salary?He is a young man, and he must have a lot of money to spend. If he hasn't received his full salary for two or three months, he must be dead poor!

Mark thought the same, but unfortunately he was also a master who couldn't make ends meet and couldn't turn around.

Lao Rang was sympathetic, Mark was guilty, and the two looked at Wu Yue with complicated expressions.

Lao Rang suddenly asked: "Potter, do you like vinyl records? How about I lend you my beloved vinyl record player for free for a month?"

Wu Yue didn't understand why he suddenly said this, so he glanced at him and said, "Master, since you haven't seen that I'm not interested in music after getting along for so long, I decided to find a secluded place and smash your record player." gone."

Mark rushed over desperately, buried his head in Wu Yue's chest and cried bitterly.

Wu Yue took a step back and asked, "What are you doing?"

Mark put his arms around his waist and howled: "Porter, you can't resign, don't leave me! I'm scared!"

Wu Yue didn't want to wash his hands again, so he pushed him hard with his elbow: "Okay, okay, calm down, who said I have to go?"

Mark cried: "My friend, you have pity on me! If you are determined to leave, I will leave this bastard life behind and find a nunnery to be my aunt!"

Wu Yue said: "Fart your mother!"

At nine o'clock in the morning, the work came to an end temporarily, and Wu Yue and Mark stayed on the rooftop for more than ten minutes.Mark urged Wu Yue not to leave his post, but Wu Yue buried his head, neither agreeing nor denying.

When the two returned to the bakery, Lao Rang hadn't left yet, and was seriously looking through a western food recipe book.

The way Lao Rang and Mark communicate recently has become very strange. They obviously didn’t say a few words. The gap between "egg" and "force" expresses one's own meaning.

Wu Yue thought that by removing the modal particles, the two of them would probably be able to reduce their conversation by two-thirds a day; Mark said it was wrong, although it would save everyone trouble, but it was a waste of the hard-won opportunity for the master to practice Chinese.

Seeing Wu Yue and Mark came back, Lao Rang threw the book away and said, "I'm going to catch up on sleep."

Wu Yue asked: "May the master come back in the afternoon?"

Lao Rang said: "Come to JB, I'm going to the gymnasium, Mark should be on duty for a while today."

Mark shrugged: "Okay, I'm fine anyway."

Wu Yue said: "Then I will solemnly discuss something with you, I want to resign..."

Lao Rang yelled, "Shut up!!!"

Wu Yue was taken aback: "Huh? Listen to what I have to say. After all, I am still young, and I still have many opportunities in the future, but I have no future in this hotel, so I want to resign..."

"Shut up!!!" Lao Rang growled.

"I want to resign." Wu Yue said bluntly.

"I didn't fucking hear it!!!" Lao Rang stated loudly that he was not only deaf, but also had brain problems.

The trick of pretending to be stupid has already been used by Lao Rang. Mark has no choice but to cry again: "Don't talk about these heartless and ungrateful shit, what should I do if you resign?"

Wu Yue sighed, turned and left.

He went to meet Xu Guangguang, who graduated from the prestigious 985 school.

"Xiao Xu, I'm resigning." He said.

Xu Guangguang said: "Why do you need a homeland to bury your bones? There are green hills everywhere in life. Where is it not a death? Say goodbye."

He went to meet the current deputy manager of the housekeeping department, Lisa Chen, who treated him fairly well. "Yanli, I'm resigning."

Lisa Chen stared at him blankly for a long time, and asked, "Are you finally going to be a cowherd?"

"The 'cowherd' you said, is that what I mean?" Wu Yue asked.

"Anyway, I will patronize you!" Lisa Chen promised with tears in her eyes, "I'm not the kind of girl who is very traditional in my bones!"

"..." Wu Yue said, "What?"

Lisa Chen Bixin.

Wu Yue could only walk out of the back door of the hotel, took the scooter from the storage area, came to the sun, looked up at the sky, and waited for an answer from the sky.Resignation is a major decision, and he is a timid person. He does not want to bear the consequences of resignation alone in the future, even if he shares it with the illusory God.

He's just so worthless.

The sun in mid-September was still hot, but the sticky moisture in the air was gone, and the refreshing wind flowed over his cheeks, like a warm and gentle touch.

He stared blankly at the row of tall sweet-scented osmanthus trees pruned into a round shape across the road, and suddenly remembered that his mother's death day was approaching, so he sent the car back and took a bus to the cemetery.

The cemetery is an hour's drive from the city, and it takes two hours to reverse by bus. He is not in a hurry, and stares out the window along the way.When he changed trains for the last time, he bought some things in the small supermarket near the platform, packed them in his bag and continued on his way.

It's not a New Year's Eve, nor a weekend. There are almost no people in the cemetery, only the sound of the wind blowing through the tops of pines and cypresses.The tombstone Wu Yue was looking for was at the top of the hill, not far from the top of the hill. After entering the gate of the cemetery, he walked up the steps quickly.

The sun was very strong, and he sweated after a while. He put the backpack on his head to shade him, and said to himself and his mother: "It is good to die early, and you have the best Feng Shui in Yongning Mountain. There is a backing behind the wealth, a place of great wealth and wealth. Do you know that Yongning Mountain is now worth 8 yuan per level? I originally wanted to be buried here to accompany you, but now it seems that I can’t afford to die. You still bless me to live longer A few years..."

He babbled, at first he took two steps at a time, then changed to one step at a time, and finally found the fucking tombstone after 10 minutes, so he threw the bag on the ground, sat down on his own, turned his head to face the tombstone He laughed and said, "This autumn tiger, I'm so hot!"

There is a color photo of his mother on the tombstone, smiling slightly, tilting her head slightly, with almond eyes and cherry lips, extremely beautiful, no more than 30 years old by visual inspection.

Wu Yue took things out of the backpack one by one, there was a bottle of wine, a box of chocolates and a small bag of candies, which contained milk candies, plum candies and fruit candies, all of which were very common.

He first poured wine around the tombstone and said, "Mom, I wish you immortality, long-lasting spirit, and a beautiful voice..." Then he unwrapped the chocolate and put it on top of the tombstone, saying, "There is no one you like. , I can only make do with it.”

Then bury the candy one by one in the grass under the tombstone: "You like sugar, but don't eat too much at one time, lest you can't control your blood sugar... Do people over there care about blood sugar? No matter, take it easy Eat a little, it's good for your teeth."

He sat silently in front of the tombstone for a while, and said: "Mom, when I came to see you last year, I was said to be the deputy manager of the guest room department, but this year I was not. I was beaten back to my original shape haha, I may have to resign." ...I am working in the bakery now, Deng Dapeng is with me, and everyone treats me well."

"I didn't like the sweet smell of cake shops before, but now I'm used to our studio, and I still think it smells pretty good..."

"Oh, by the way, Lao Rang, the head of our pastry shop, said that white chocolate is actually not nutritious, it is full of sugar and oil, so you should not eat too much. I just bought dark chocolate, which is said to be good for the cardiovascular system. "

He suddenly remembered something, quickly jumped up and bent down to search among the tombstones, and slowly went to a higher place.After more than ten minutes, he came back with a large bouquet of wild flowers in his T-shirt, and suddenly found a person sitting in front of his mother's tombstone.

He was so frightened that he shook off half of the flowers, and then saw that it was Zhao Chenzhi, so he said angrily, "What are you doing? Why don't you make a sound!"

Zhao Chenzhi replied with a smile: "I'm a stalker, how can I make any noise?"

Wu Yue asked a little unhappy: "Where did you follow me?"

"At the entrance of the hotel." Zhao Chenzhi said, "I called you all the way, but you turned a deaf ear. I suggest you have your hearing checked after you go back. If there is a problem, I will do my best to sponsor a pair of hearing aids."

Wu Yue gathered the flowers together again, and sat down beside him, at first he was a little unhappy, but then he returned to normal.He expertly wove a wreath out of grass and wildflowers, and asked solemnly, "Is my mother beautiful?"

Zhao Chenzhi said: "Beautiful."

Wu Yue said: "She was originally a ballet dancer, and she is considered a pillar of the troupe. She has a beautiful appearance and an outstanding temperament."

Zhao Chenzhi asked, "When did your mother die?"

"Ten years ago."

"So you're still young?"

"Well, four or five years old." Wu Yue kept clapping his hands.

Zhao Chenzhi couldn't help being a little sad, and said, "Poor."

Wu Yue put down the wreath and said: "Actually, it's okay, she is terminally ill, but she has worked hard to live for two years for me, she is a strong-willed lesbian."

Zhao Chenzhi still felt unspeakably pitiful, but he didn't dare to take any action, for fear of appearing not stable and dignified in front of someone else's mother's grave, especially if that "other" was Wu Yue.

Wu Yue has already been alienated in Zhao Chenzhi's heart. He is no longer the first tenant who refused to leave, no longer the deputy manager of the housekeeping department with a positive attitude but little success, and no longer the timid apprentice of the bakery... In short He is no longer a colleague and subordinate, but a personal existence.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Chenzhi likes him.

More than liking, Zhao Chenzhi may love him.

Not only is it possible to love him, but also the way he is naked.

Zhao Chenzhi suddenly realized that he had been in love at first sight for a long time, since that day when he climbed on the wall and accidentally dropped the scissors on Wu Yue's head.

The fate is really unclear. If it was a hydrangea that was thrown at the beginning, the two might not be able to tie together.

It's a pity that the sentence "like butt" caused trouble, and he didn't go home for a few days because of this.

If possible, he is even willing to embrace this cemetery, because Wu Yue's mother is buried here.Zhao Chenzhi sat upright, his thoughts tumbling: Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, if you know about it, let him give up the idea of ​​resigning or moving, I can't accept both of these!

Wu Yue was weaving the wreath silently and attentively beside him.

Zhao Chenzhi said: "Sitting in front of your mother's tomb, I suddenly thought of a word."

The garland in Wu Yue's hand had already taken shape, so he said, "Don't mention the beauty, it's so vulgar."

"No." Zhao Chenzhi shook his head, "It's Spring Breeze Green Tomb."

Seeing that Wu Yue didn't understand, he explained, then looked up at the clear and clear sky and the forest of pines and cypresses not far away and said: "I forgot whose epitaph is, anyway, I can borrow it. I will use it later. If buried in the ground, you can engrave these four characters on my tombstone, and then I will turn into breeze, grass, pond, soil, insects..."

Wu Yue rolled his eyes at him and said, "Since you let me make the decision, I'll let the stonemason carve a double dragon play ball on the head of the tombstone, and the peacock spread its tail."

Zhao Chenzhi laughed: "Then what epitaph will be engraved?"

"The epitaph is too high-end." Wu Yue held up the garland and looked around, "We usually engrave the conclusion of the organization: 'How about the internationalist spirit of martyr Zhao Chenzhi and the Chinese people will coexist forever'?"

Zhao Chenzhi burst out laughing.

Wu Yue said: "Then what do you think my mother's tombstone is missing?"

Zhao Chenzhi shook his head: "What's missing?"

Wu Yue said: "According to the folk customs of our country, there is a big turtle carrying a stele underneath, do you have the filial piety to change into one?"