not lonely

When Zhong Qianyi received a call from an unfamiliar number, she was still in the office struggling with the group's operating budget.The marketing director next to him was having a great time playing with his mobile phone.

"Next year's promotion budget has doubled that of this year's. Are you still willing to play?" Zhong Qianyi slammed the lid of the notebook, almost rushing to snatch the phone from the man's hand, "Your budget is just a dream Did you think about it when?"

"What are you in a hurry for? You don't know what the format will be next year? Didn't you say it at the big boss meeting two days ago? There are too many monks and too little food. And what do you want Director Zhong to do? The revenue should be doubled, and the promotion should not be the first to lay a solid foundation? How do you think those customers know about your brand? It's not because of the money." Shen Lu calmly operated the game in his hand, and said in a calm manner. "Besides, next year I will sign a big brand. Do you think that the big brand came to you because they like your brand? It's not because the price you paid is good."

"Your marketing department just doesn't treat money as money."

"We spend our money wisely. We don't spend a cent more, but we don't get a penny less." Shen Lu raised his eyes and glanced at Zhong Qianyi, "It's not like our Director Zhong, who spends all the money. In an inexplicable place."

Zhong Qianyi was choked by his tone of gun and stick, and couldn't help but reflect on how he had this "ferro magnet" who knew all his secrets and had been with him for more than 20 years, so he had the talk to run on him anytime, anywhere .

That's when the call came.

In fact, the so-called "unfamiliar phone call", Zhong Qianyi also roughly guessed who the other party was.Because there are almost certain days every month, a call from an unknown number will call his mobile phone, the time is about the same, the content is roughly the same, and sometimes the strange numbers that call are somewhat similar.

Zhong Qianyi didn't have the habit of memorizing the phone calls of strangers, so these numbers were just a series of cold numbers on his phone.But with the natural number sensitivity of studying finance, this string of numbers has a ridiculous sense of familiarity.

"Hello, Mr. Zhong, Mr. Liao Tongxun drank too much in our bar again, please come and pick him up."

Hanging up the phone, looking at Shen Lu who had finished the game in front of him, Zhong Qianyi smiled helplessly, "It really means that Cao Cao is here."

When he drove to the bar with Shen Lu who was worried about being alone, Liao Tongxun had already fallen asleep on the bar counter and fell unconscious.In view of the fact that this kind of thing happened countless times a month, Zhong Qianyi was no stranger to it.After saying hello to the bartender Atang, he called Shen Lu to come and carry him.

"A Tang, how much is it this time?"

After paying the money, he saw Shen Lu struggling to lift Liao Tongxun, who was a head taller than him, and gave him a supercilious look.She hurriedly smiled and helped him to hold the drunk unconscious man, the strength in her hands was extremely gentle.

"Leave him to me. Go back and rest quickly. It's already midnight. I originally asked you to work overtime, but I didn't expect to ask you to come with me."

"Zhong Qianyi, don't be polite to me, can you?" Shen Lu was annoyed when he saw Liao Tongxun, "How long do you think you want to take care of this kid? Picking him up in the middle of the night every three days is like raising a child." Give him the same, even if you owe him, you should have paid it off after so many years."

Zhong Qianyi didn't say anything, he smiled and looked at Shen Lu who was drooling in front of him, feeling warm in his heart.

Although he was rambling, Shen Lu cared about Zhong Qianyi after all.Worried that Zhong Qianyi wouldn't be able to handle the drunk and dead Liao Tongxun, she still accompanied him to send Liao Tongxun home with a gloomy face.

Zhong Qianyi couldn't help recalling the past between him and Shen Lu.

Before Zhong Qianyi was 17 years old, she couldn't know what the world was like.He can touch the leaf veins with his hands, listen to the clear spring with his ears, and smell the fragrant roses with his nose, but he still can't catch the slightest light with his eyes.The half-grown boy at that time spent more than ten years getting used to the darkness, and finally saw a ray of light from the outside world in the late autumn when his 17th birthday was approaching.

He had sex surgery that fall on a girl who had died in a car accident.

Zhong Qianyi clearly remembered the grotesque world he faced when he opened his eyes for the first time.At that moment, his fear, helplessness, and panic surpassed his joy when he saw the light countless times.When he was finally able to perceive this unknown world with his eyes, he realized that everything in front of him was like a scourge that he couldn't avoid.

He wants to escape, escape until the eyes can't see, still perceive everything with his body, and still listen to everything with his ears.

"Xiao Yi, don't be afraid, I am Shen Lu,"

It was Shen Lu who brought Zhong Qianyi to familiarize himself with all the new things, and gave him the courage to open his eyes to accept all the complicated things, let him close his eyes to recall the darkness of the past, and then open his eyes to learn about the unknown present.He took him to climb mountains, go swimming, play football, and do all the things they liked to do at that age but could not do together before. He told him, Xiao Yi, your eyes are so beautiful.He gave him the color, gave him to draw, and gave him the pen to outline the world in his heart like a child.He helped him throw away all the books and materials he used to learn Braille, and took him to read his favorite books.

Without Shen Lu, Zhong Qianyi wondered if she would blind herself blindly and return to darkness.

For Zhong Qianyi, Shen Lu seemed to be everything, from the day he saw the light to the day his life ended.

But to Shen Lu, is he everything to him?Who knows?

When Liao Tongxun woke up, the headache caused by the hangover made everything in front of him blurry.On the bedside table was the hangover medicine left by Zhong Qianyi. After struggling to get up and pour the medicine into his stomach, Liao Tongxun put on his slippers and went down to the ground.

As usual, there are gruel and steamed buns left in the kitchen.The clothes that were vomited up because of drunkenness were also washed and hung on the balcony. There was a set of clean clothes on the sofa, which was the style that Liao Tongxun often wore.This seems to be a normal phenomenon after staying at Zhong Qianyi's house every time because of being drunk.

Liao Tongxun couldn't remember when Zhong Qianyi took over his daily life.I just remember that day after school, he was blocked by a classmate who usually disliked him. The other party called three or four people from nowhere. The fight naturally fell to the wind.But he didn't suffer much because of his height and long arms.The other party saw that so many people did not take advantage of one of them, so he was anxious for a moment, picked up the wine bottle and threw it at Liao Tongxun's head.

At that time, Liao Tongxun had just knocked down a fat man who was much bigger than him.

He knew that his head was going to be opened this time, and he closed his eyes unconsciously, but he kept reminding himself that if his head was damaged and there was a big scar, even if he was beaten, he couldn't lose his price.

But when he opened his eyes, what replaced the pain was a bloody strange face.Just now, this face, ah no, this person abruptly used his head to block the wine bottle that was about to drop for Liao Tongxun.

Later, many things were erased from Liao Tongxun's memory, such as how the tragic group fight ended.But some things became clearer in his mind.For example, Zhong Qianyi's delicate face blurred by blood.

At that time, Liao Tongxun didn't know why Zhong Qianyi was there, why he took this blow for him, and didn't even know his name.

But he knew that this thick and colorful stroke marked the starting point for him and Zhong Qianyi.Those youthful years, those high-spirited, those hidden deep in the heart, the curtain was drawn on that bloody afternoon.