gloves

【Sixteen】

It's almost the end of the year, and An Chujie spends more time in the piano room practicing piano and changing scores than before. The rest of the time is reading a little, going out for a walk, and thinking about Shang Zhuoxi.

Shang Zhuoxi didn't come over during this period, and didn't give her any news. She couldn't find a position and didn't expect Shang Zhuoxi to spend more time with her. Of course, she had seen how busy Shang Zhuoxi was.Fearing that she would be too tired, An Chujie cooked chicken soup and sent it to Shang Zhuoxi. Since she said that she was a friend that day, it's okay to care about her as a friend.

Shang Zhuoxi's office was empty, and the nurse told her that Director Shang was busy with surgery, so An Chujie simply sat in her office and waited...

Three hours later, Shang Zhuoxi came back sweating profusely. She was tired from the long-term highly intense operation. As soon as she entered the office, she went to the cubicle to wash her hands and put on new gloves. She didn't even notice that there was someone in the corner of the sofa. When she came out, she found that An Chujie was actually sleeping on her sofa, and there was a small pot on the table.

Shang Zhuoxi didn't know how long she had been waiting, but it was early in the morning. Fortunately, the heater was not turned off, otherwise she would catch a cold. Shang Zhuoxi opened the bottle cap, and a strong fragrance wafted into her nose and dissipated a lot instantly. At this moment, Shang Zhuoxi felt extremely heart-warming.

An Chujie's sleep was relatively light, and she smelled Shang Zhuoxi's scent, she opened her eyes in a daze, and Shang Zhuoxi immediately put on a disdainful expression when she saw this.

"Zhuoxi...the operation is over," An Chujie quickly touched the soup pot, "it's still warm, drink it quickly, or it will be really cold.".

"No need, it's getting cold anyway, you can dispose of it yourself." Shang Zhuoxi threw away the bottle cap in his hand and started busy with his own business.

The soup was not cold, but An Chujie's heart was chilled a lot.

"But...", it took me hours to make it, you just have to taste it.

"It's nothing but, you can drink it yourself or pour it out, there is a sink over there." Shang Zhuoxi couldn't bear to look at An Chujie's face, and said ruthlessly to the computer.

She actually told herself to pour it out, An Chujie's heart was so cold, her lips trembled:

"When will you work overtime tonight?"

"Not sure." Shang Zhuoxi replied quickly, with a cold voice, as if telling An Chujie: You'd better leave early by yourself, don't hinder my work.

"Does your neck hurt?" An Chujie thought, since they are all here, she can take care of her a little bit, she walked over and put her hands on Shang Zhuoxi's neck and began to pinch.

The pain above the shoulders is naturally sore. An Chujie's actions made Shang Zhuoxi feel comfortable, but she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart. If she did this because she felt that she owed herself, Shang Zhuoxi would rather not. She opened An Chujie's hand:

"I'm fine, you can go home quickly."

There are only three things, since Shang Zhuoxi is so tired of herself, then An Chujie has no choice but to obey:

"Okay, then I won't disturb your work." There was some tremor in his voice.

An Chujie covered the soup, opened the door and walked out of Shang Zhuoxi's office.

Looking at the thin back, Shang Zhuoxi felt a dull pain in his left chest, but when he thought that she didn't really care about him, he gritted his teeth and still didn't call her back.

When An Chujie went downstairs, she happened to meet Tu Ji who was on the night shift.

"Little pitiful, you came to see Director Shang again, eh? Why are your eyes red like a little white rabbit?" Tu Ji looked at An Chujie and patted her head pityingly.

"Brother, let me tell you, the nature of being sad and crying late at night is similar to being on a broken night shift. It will lead to the loss of collagen. Look at me, since I started this job, I have never been chased by a man again. Now, you have to cherish your pretty little face." Tu Ji looked at the small pot in An Chujie's hand again, and said sourly:

"If there is someone with a good vision here who can cook porridge, soup, etc., maybe I can still save some collagen!"

An Chujie had a good impression of Tu Ji, although he was a bit talkative, but being with him was very relaxing, An Chujie raised her hand:

"Warm, you can drink it if you want." An Chujie smiled helplessly.

"What?" Tu Ji immediately hugged the thing in An Chujie's hand, and the moment he unscrewed the bottle cap, he almost melted with happiness, so Tu Ji couldn't wait to pull An Chujie to the duty room, and put the delicious The chicken soup shared with Xiao Li, and he burped contentedly after it was over.

After An Chujie left, Tu already remembered the important point, what did Director Shang drink when they drank this soup?No wonder the poor little girl has such a sad expression.

"Lily, do you think the queen doesn't appreciate that little pity for being so kind to the queen?" Tu Ji looked puzzled.

"Director Shang likes men, okay?" Xiaoli gave Tu Ji a disgusted look.

"Why don't you say that you straight girls have low EQ! Then let me ask you, which man do you think can handle Director Shang?"

"...", Xiaoli didn't speak, paused for a moment, then shook her head.

"That's it, and let me tell you..." Tu has started teaching Xiaoli again...

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Shang Zhuoxi always smelled a familiar smell of chicken soup when he passed by the nurse on duty during rounds, and he knew what happened when he looked at the unwashed dishes on the table of the two slackers.Sure enough, An Chujie was only doing superficial work, and she casually gave others what she didn't want.

If Shang Zhuoxi had any fun outside of his tired and busy work, it was going to the gym to work out and bullying An Chujie, as if trying to squeeze her dry.

She can go to An Chujie's house in the middle of the night, drive her out of her bed and sleep in the guest room; ask An Chujie to prepare breakfast for her early in the morning and send her to the hospital; ask her to send some delicious things she made at any time Come here and don't care if she has something to do in her hands; it won't make An Chujie feel better when they are together, for example, when she answers the phone, Shang Zhuoxi will immediately kiss her, plundering deeply until the other party is out of breath ; She will be picky about eating, ask her to make a new one when she is almost done eating, and Shang Zhuoxi throws it away after finishing it...

She wanted to see An Chujie angry, only when An Chujie was angry, Shang Zhuoxi would have a sense of accomplishment, but she seemed to have returned to her student days, and she had almost no temper with herself, which made Shang Zhuoxi feel a sense of accomplishment. Xi is very upset.

Shang Zhuoxi did this, but An Chujie saw it that way.

An Chujie regards Shang Zhuoxi's various manifestations as excessive dependence. If she starts to rely on herself, it is not a bad thing. Second, the nature of Shang Zhuoxi's work determines that she is a person who needs to relax from time to time. An Chujie I don't want her to have too much unhappiness after work, so as long as Shang Zhuoxi is happy, An Chujie will do it.

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The performance at the end of the year came as scheduled, and An Chujie handed Shang Zhuoxi a VIP viewing ticket, hoping that she would be able to attend the concert she had prepared for a long time.

Shang Zhuoxi raised his eyelids to look at An Chujie, took the coupon impatiently, looked back and forth, and said:

"it is good."

Her willingness to agree so readily was somewhat unexpected to An Chujie.

Of course Shang Zhuoxi had to say yes, only if she promised and failed to do so would it hurt her heart.

The cold wind in early winter is enough to scratch the skin. People on the street put their hands in their pockets, huddled up and hoped to gather some heat, but in a hemispherical building, the people sitting in the balcony felt very warm. Because the pianist is playing comforting music for them.

The male pianist in a black dress stood up, bowed deeply and then exited the stage amid warm applause.

An Chujie put on high heels, lifted the fluffy skirt, and walked slowly step by step onto the dark stage. When the lights came on, An Chujie finally became nervous.

This is the first time she has performed on such a high-end and gorgeous stage. The previous few are also seniors. The invisible pressure made An Chujie feel uneasy, and the loss also came from the vacant seat in the front row. Zhuo Xi didn't come, she promised herself.

The applause that had just started stopped abruptly when people saw this elegant girl take the first step, and she turned out to be a limp.

The scene became quiet, and everyone listened to the rhythm of different high-heeled shoes hitting the stage. An Chujie opened the chair and sat down, took a deep breath, put both hands on the keys, and slowly started her performance.

The melodious sound of the piano lingered in the hall, pleasing the ears of the listeners. An Chujie was playing herself, how happy she was when she was young; in the center of the stage, her back was straight, her beautiful neck was bent perfectly The arc of the song is like a lonely swan. When the lights are dimmed, the melody suddenly becomes passionate, and people's eyes are suddenly black with nothingness, but their ears are full of impact. An Chujie's fingertips are flying, dexterous The ten fingers of her fingers are like ten angry elves, as if they are expressing the pain in her heart that cannot be expressed in words; everyone here can hear that this is the piano player's adaptation of Frankmills' "Staywhile". People stared wide-eyed at the women sitting in front of the piano, and one of the persons in charge covered her mouth in disbelief. An Chujie's makeup made her look at least three years older than her actual age, but she was still A little girl in her twenties, after a gust of ear-wrapping wind, the sound echoing in the hall became mellow and bright with the change of lights, soft and light, like a young phoenix after Nirvana still has an immortal hope in her heart ; In the end, this shocking piece ends in a subtle and deep D major, which seems to tell everyone that we will eventually return and face reality.

An Chujie sat in front of the piano, closed her eyes for 2 seconds, stood up and turned around, and bowed to all those who came to listen to her to express her gratitude. There was a thunderous applause from the audience, which lasted for a long time. Empty seat, with a bit of bitterness in her smile, the loneliness in her eyes can only be understood by Shang Zhuoxi who has been standing in the shadowed area at the back of the hall.

Smiling triumphantly, he knew that An Chujie's performance would bring such an effect.An Chujie didn't know that this performance would be a turning point in her life.

After the show, she managed to land two other big acting companies.

An Chujie took off part of her makeup, let her hair down, and instantly turned back to that pure and elegant little girl.

"How can she have such deep and delicate emotions when she is only 22 years old?!"

"Maybe she was born to be an artist."

"hard believe it!"

"..."

Everyone talked to An Chujie and told her not to leave yet, and to have dinner together after the concert, and she readily agreed.

After An Chujie left the stage, Shang Zhuoxi immediately took off her short overalls and put on her comfortable and high-quality gray coat. She made sure that An Chujie didn't see her, and then drove home.

There is fashion Zhuoxi who doesn't know what she is insisting on. She fell in love with 16-year-old An Chujie because of that song. Every note that An Chujie changed hit Shang Zhuoxi's heart directly, as if telling her Love boldly, An Chujie on the stage is so beautiful, so beautiful that she is unreal, she wants to have her again, but she is afraid that she will leave her again, maybe if she has not owned, she will not exist and be lost.Shang Zhuoxi's feelings for An Chujie are even more complicated than the other party.

On the one hand, Shang Zhuoxi knew how serious the harm she had done to An Chujie, and she felt that it was a kind of debt to An Chujie, and she didn't know how to repay it and was unwilling to admit it; so she had to find a way for herself. All kinds of reasons made An Chujie feel that she owed herself, and Shang Zhuoxi would feel comforted only by creating such an illusion.

On the other hand, she loves everything about An Chujie, she longs for the love An Chujie once had for her, and wants to love her well, but because the damage has already been done, she can't ask for it as usual, so she can only desperately adopt various methods. This kind of hurtful and embarrassing way to plunder An Chujie's care and concern.

To put it simply, Shang Zhuoxi was afraid and selfish.

I was afraid that she would no longer love me after I hurt An Chujie. If Shang Zhuoxi's side is love and An Chujie's side is repayment of the two feelings, it is unfair, it means she has lost, but She was unwilling to lose to An Chujie.