every life

Mao pulled tightly, not relaxing for a moment, "What do you want to do? Do you know Zheng Ping? I warn you, don't meddle!"

There was a sharp car honking.

The red light went out.

Hongmao pulled Pingsheng and quickly ran across the road.

Neither of them expected that Zheng Ping was waiting for them standing under the traffic light, his face was gloomy, but his eyes were full of interest. He looked at Ping Sheng for a long time without speaking.

The red hair looked back and forth, unable to hold back a word.

Ping Sheng looked at Zheng Ping, as if he would push him out the next second if possible!

Push into the rolling traffic.

Torn into pieces.

The more Zheng Ping watched, the more interesting he became, and finally he spoke. His voice was hoarse, and because he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, he sounded like a saw, "he has grown a lot taller."

Ping Sheng paused every word, and said, "Why don't you die."

Hongmao was completely shocked, watching Pingsheng's face change ever-changing.

Zheng Ping's expression sank, and the corners of his mouth curled up in contempt. The illusion of fatherly kindness and filial piety was torn to pieces, and his true nature was exposed. He took two steps forward and sneered close to Ping Sheng.

Pingsheng almost gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Just for that bitch?"

"Heh, you bastard who doesn't know where you came from. I have been a cheap father for you for more than ten years, and now you want to kill me because of that shameless bitch?"

Pingsheng couldn't hear anything.

It seemed that someone had slapped him so hard that he was dizzy and nearly vomited.

There is only one thought left in my mind——

kill him!

Zheng Ping looked at Ping Sheng and sneered, left this sentence and walked to the other side.

The green light blinks and turns yellow.

"Hey—!" Hongmao yelled in surprise, "There is a car——"

Ping Sheng was slammed into by someone on the way to chase frantically!

Fell directly to the side of the road.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud impact sound, and someone on the side of the road suddenly let out a terrified scream.

There was a sound of car brakes, and in the blink of an eye, Ping Sheng seemed to see Wen Yingyao's figure.

Turn around.

The big truck that I had seen before had no time to turn, and after hitting two people, it quickly rushed to the sidewalk, screaming hysterically, and the red hair desperately pulled him back, blood was red in his sight.

What the hell happened...

He was obviously chasing after that person.He was going to catch Zheng Ping at that time——

It's Wen Yingyao.

In the blank space of the brain, all internal organs are broken.

Pingsheng went crazy.

He broke away from Hongmao's hand, never had such strength, Hongmao was pushed to sit on the side of the road.

Never in such a panic, Pingsheng could hardly walk.

He didn't know how he came to the lying Wen Yingyao...

He is not……

Why is he here...

Will not.

He won't be here.

fake.

fake!

fake! ! !

he--

Wen Yingyao's face was covered with blood, and he just lay in front of Pingsheng.

Big puddles of blood oozed from his chest, the blood was thick, and he saw his completely sluggish face in the blood stains all over the floor.

The person he missed a few minutes ago is now his forever.

The world of Pingsheng is red again.

☆, long life

Zheng Ping died on the spot.

Wen Yingyao was seriously injured and fell into a coma.When the ambulance arrived, her heart rate paused for a moment.The medical staff were very calm and carried out the rescue measures expressionlessly, but Ping Sheng did not dare to move.

It seemed that a slightly heavier breath would destroy everything in front of him.

Destroyed by him.

The ambulance roared all the way to the nearest hospital. At that time, Wen Yingyao hadn't been rescued yet, and his life and death were unknown.

Before entering the operating room, Ping Sheng pulled off the jade pendant that he had never left, and stuffed it into Wen Yingyao's hand.

Hongmao watched silently from the side, pulled Pingsheng back, and smiled apologetically at the nurse: "Human life is at stake, there is no other way..."

The little nurse nodded in understanding, and the next second Wen Yingyao was sent to the operating room.

The red indicator light was on all night, Hongmao waited with Pingsheng.In the middle of the night, Hong Mao went out to buy something to eat, and Ping Sheng sat there with his head buried in his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You are sister's son, right?"

Pingsheng didn't speak.

In the middle of the night, the corridor was filled with paleness, and one or two human voices and suppressed crying could be heard faintly.Sitting not far from them were two old men, bowing their bodies, looking trance-tired.A nurse brought a piece of paper and a pen, and said something, one of them cried directly, without hysteria, just lowered his head and wiped his tears.

It's like it can't be wiped out.

The red hair looked at it, was silent for a few seconds, turned its head to Ping Sheng and said solemnly: "I was wrong before, I want to know that you are the son of my elder sister, and I will never let you go to Paijiekou, let alone in Stop you at the school gate."

There was the sound of mechanical metal wheels rolling across the ground, without any fluctuations, and it went smoothly all the way, gradually drifting away.

"Zheng Ping deserves to die."

"When Sister's accident happened, I was out of town to help buy goods, and everyone was cremated when I came back... I only found out after asking about it that the sentence was only more than three years."

Ping Sheng turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but his eyelashes were wet, he looked at the red hair and still didn't speak.

Hongmao nodded, and explained from the beginning: "I owe a debt, not much, but I got into some trouble, someone wanted to cut off my hand, my sister stopped me, saying that the child still has to go to school... so she helped me pay back the money." Turning around and sighing, the bought bread was opened but no one ate it, the plastic paper bag made a crackling sound, and the voice was very low, apologetic and annoyed, "I didn't know that sister had children...I want to know It's you... I'll pay you back the debt."

Ping Sheng lowered his head and didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

It's as if nothing matters anymore.

He went back to three years ago.

Only this time, it was even more cruel.

He has experienced life and death.The desperation and helplessness of more than three years ago, like the car that has never been caught up, has become a lingering shadow in his dreams.

But this time, Ping Sheng thought, what would Wen Yingyao do if he didn't come back.

The thought of losing Wen Yingyao was repeated in his mind, but Ping Sheng couldn't find the answer.

He didn't even dare to look for that answer.

There was still blood on his hand, which was now dark and stiff.The thumb brushed unconsciously, but couldn't wipe it off.

Pingsheng's eye sockets turned red.

When the tears fell, the blood finally melted away, and the bright red blood slid down the blue veins on the back of the hand, drop after drop.Pingsheng cried silently.

Stuffing the bread into his mouth, the red hair spat it out again, looking at the out-of-control Ping Sheng, he couldn't think of any words of comfort.

At this point, even consolation can seem offensive.

Ping Sheng recalled the scene when he first met Wen Yingyao.

If at that time, he didn't mind his own business and just poured wine, wouldn't he be what he is today.

No matter how much I wiped my eyes, I couldn't wipe them off, but the blood on my hands became weaker and weaker.

Faded until... nothing happened.

All night, the two sat like this.

The red light went off, and when the doctor in the white coat took off his mask and came out, Ping Sheng didn't react, but Hong Mao jumped up and rushed over to ask about the situation.

The doctor did not look at Hongmao, but looked at the door that was suddenly pushed open in the distance. The dean came quickly with three people, anxiously speaking, the volume became much louder: "Doctor Mao, what is the situation with Deputy Wen?" Sample?"

The doctor named Mao relaxed and smiled, and said to a middle-aged man with a dignified expression behind the dean: "Director Wen, don't worry, your son is out of danger for the time being."

Father Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and patted Mother Wen who had been leaning beside him, "Son is fine..."

The dignified and elegant woman was still worried, she nodded and stared at Dr. Mao.

They came all night and didn't feel relieved for a moment. At this time, they finally had a little comfort.

Ping Sheng stood far away, the red hair understood, and retreated to Ping Sheng, muttering in a low voice: "It's still a character...Wen Fu?"

"...But..." Dr. Mao restrained his smile, "We have to observe for another three days. We have already transferred Deputy Wen to the ICU. When the situation is stable, we can then transfer to the general ward."

This sentence obviously has too many hidden meanings.Father Wen's face darkened immediately, but because his wife was by his side, he held back his anger a little bit, "What do you say? Observe for three days?"

"Uncle..." A young and capable woman with short brown hair came along with her, and at this moment she frowned and turned to Dr. Mao, who was a little embarrassed to be questioned, "I listen to Dr. Mao, do you want to say something else? "

Dr. Mao looked at the dean who was standing on the side, and the dean nodded, with a relieved tone: "Don't worry, Dr. Yan is an expert, and he is more professional in neurology than us. If you have any problems, you can tell them, and we can solve them together."

Ping Sheng stood up straight, the red hair was unclear, so he looked forward and sideways, and didn't say much.

"It's like this. We have removed the blood clots accumulated in the brain, but..." Dr. Mao turned his gaze to Yan Jiaqi, "But the nerve damage is not obvious yet, but it is preliminary estimated that there may be some pain after waking up. Amnesia problem. In the early morning, we received a case report from Dr. Yan about Wen’s mental condition, and overall, this possibility is still very high.”

Ping Sheng thought of many kinds of results, but when this result was in front of him, he suddenly felt lucky.

It would be a good thing for him if he forgot all of them.

"External impact, coupled with spiritual internal trauma... There are too many uncertainties in it, so everything has to wait for people to wake up."

The dean's last addition did not bring any optimistic tendency, like a statement on paper, realistic and direct.

The group of five fell into silence.Mother Wen took a few steps back, sat on the blue plastic chair against the wall, rested her forehead with her hands, and the backlog of anxiety in her heart made her exhausted at this moment.

Father Wen was worried, and walked over to comfort him in a low voice.

Yan Jiaqi also sat next to Wen's mother, "I have encountered cases of memory impairment before, and most of them are short-term memory loss. Don't worry, Auntie, Ying Yao will be fine."

"We can go to the ICU first." The dean led Wen's father, Wen's mother and Yan Jiaqi forward, "The operation was still very successful, and Wen Fu has a strong sense of survival..."

Ping Sheng watched them approach, lowered his head, and stepped back.

Hongmao directly stepped aside, pretending not to know him.Standing with Ping Sheng in such a social manner, others will think that Ping Sheng is also in the same group...

"Oh", Ping Sheng suddenly heard the voice of the dean in his ears, and then someone pulled his shoulders, "This is Vice Wen's brave deeds..."

The rest can't hear anything.

Be brave.

His relationship with him was only connected because of a fatal accident.

Ping Sheng wanted to say something, his throat was burning, he looked up and saw Mother Wen's red eyes, Father Wen didn't even look at him, just nodded politely, and continued to walk forward while protecting Mother Wen.

"sorry."

The sound was like a mosquito, and there were gradually more people in the corridor. No one heard it, but Yan Jiaqi, who was walking at the end, looked back at him.

When the results of the college entrance examination came out, Wen Yingyao had already moved to the general ward, and he was rarely awake, but fell asleep most of the time.It seems to be doing an endless dream.

But even when he was awake, Wen Yingyao's memory was intermittent. He sometimes forgot what he had done in the past three months, but he remembered everything that happened in El Bois at the beginning of the year.Sometimes he simply forgot everything, not even remembering whether he had been to Erbois or not.The whole memory situation is a mess.

Because of the lack of memory and confusion, Wen Yingyao just sat there when he woke up, but his expression was rarely dignified and hesitant, and he rarely spoke.Mother Wen has been patiently accompanying her all the time. When asked, Wen Yingyao just shook his head. After a while, he turned his head and smiled at Mother Wen as if giving up: "I can't remember..."

Yan Jiaqi ran back and forth between Beijing and Ningshi, and finally suggested that Wen's father and Wen's mother let Wen Yingyao go back to Beijing for further examination, maybe he can think of something.

Mother Wen agreed after hesitating for a long time.

On the day Wen Yingyao returned to Beijing, Teacher Li organized some students in his class to go to the hospital to give condolences. This time their class did well in the English test, and Wen Yingyao contributed a lot.

When we went there that day, there was so much momentum that we almost had to carry the banner for Wen Yingyao.Later, considering that the patient needed to rest, the hospital only allowed him to send flowers, and did not allow him to speak too loudly.Yao Xingxing pulled Tong Yunshan and talked a lot. Wen Yingyao was obviously impatient, but Mother Wen was very happy, with a kind face and nodded frequently.

"...By the way, Mr. Wen, there are still people in our class who got into your alma mater." He said and pulled out Xu Boshu, "Xu Boshu, and Pingsheng, Pingsheng didn't come today, I don't know why... and Your class representative, Wu Hong, he didn't come either, he went back to his grandma's house for summer vacation..."

A string in his head skipped for no reason, Wen Yingyao frowned and interrupted, "Wait a minute, the previous sentence?"

"Ah?" Yao Xingxing bluffed, "What the previous sentence... Oh. I said——Wu Hong went to his grandma's house for summer vacation." He turned his head and confirmed with Tong Yunshan, who was a bit restrained, "Is that so?"

Tong Yunshan nodded seriously, "Yes, I'm going to his grandma's house."

"..."

Wen Yingyao leaned her head against the pillow, forget it.

Dr. Mao thought that Wen Yingyao was tired, so he hurriedly ended this lively teacher-student meeting without waiting for the students to give their speeches one by one.

Wen Yingyao didn't understand, put one hand behind his head, flipped through the greeting card in his hand, "I would actually be a teacher... I guess I really have something wrong with my brain... I don't know how I fell for Yu Zhe's evil..."

"What nonsense!" Mother Wen got up, "I'm going to see Jiaqi, she's been exhausted for a while..."

"Exactly! What nonsense are you kidding!" The door that was just closed was pushed open again, "I should have asked you to make a written statement at that time, lest you have memory problems and refuse to admit it!" Yu Zhe walked in with a large bouquet of roses, He smiled at Mother Wen who was about to go out, "Hello, Auntie."

Mother Wen smiled softly, "Xiao Yu has put on a lot of weight...you should show your mother."

Yu Zhe's kung fu of pretending to be stupid and pretending to be stunned is so perfect that he just managed to deal with it.

"Xiaowan is still in confinement, I didn't let her come, you don't mind?"

Wen Yingyao found it interesting, and shook the card casually when he heard the sound, and glanced at the cluster of brocades with disgust, "I said", the rose petals were still stained with water, and they were so delicate and beautiful, Wen Yingyao lazily dialed, "You send Does your wife have an opinion on this?"

"Which one?" Yu Zhe was sweating, "Oh, Xiao Wan bought it. I'm tired of moving here..."

"..."

Wen Yingyao rolled his eyes silently.

"What is this? For my dear... Teacher Wen... Hahaha!" Yu Zhe couldn't hold back, he laughed.

"Honey...hahaha——"

Wen Yingyao picked out his ears, and curled his lips indifferently, "Doctor Mao, I think my eardrums are damaged."

Dr. Mao suppressed a smile, took off the thermometer and walked out.

Yu Zhe didn't hear it, and flipped through them one by one, "I wish my dear teacher Wen good health... Tsk, children nowadays are like this in Chinese?"

Wen Yingyao also found it boring, "By the way, I want to ask you something. Ciyuan said that I was going to resign earlier? What's going on?"

Yu Zhe shrugged, "How do I know your brain circuit, how much do you remember about Erbois?"

Wen Yingyao was concentrating on it, and after a while, "I can't figure it out—" Yu Zhe interrupted before finishing a sentence: "Hey, this is interesting, take a look?"

A very simple card with only two lines of writing on it.

One line: Longevity.

One line: Pingsheng.

"Pingsheng. Sheng... I seem to have heard of it somewhere." Yu Zhe took it back to look carefully, but was suddenly snatched away by Wen Yingyao, "What are you doing!" Yu Zhe was startled.

"My things." Wen Yingyao became inexplicably emotional. He read the card back and forth several times, and finally said nothing, and put the card directly at the bottom of the card box.

Longevity.

Really interesting.

Wen Yingyao thought.

As long as the blessing is sincere, it can be conveyed to the other party's heart.

Wen Yingyao thought, this Pingsheng is too serious, even if it is a piece of paper with six words, he seems to really feel something.

In the afternoon when Wen Yingyao left for Beijing, Ping Sheng stood at the entrance of the hospital for a long time.

According to Tong Yunshan, he is recovering well, but for no reason, he has lost a little kindness. When he sees people, he is always a little bit joking, and doesn't seem to care very much.

He was back to his original self again, Ping Sheng thought, this is a good thing.

If you can live a smooth life and live a long life, it will be even better.

The author has something to say:

So far, the upper part of "Fengsheng" is over.

☆, do not eat grapes

Five years later.

Years and years, thousands of rivers and mountains, the stars, the sun and the moon all have their own destined trajectories.

But there are always two people in this world who are different.

They are destined to run towards each other.

At that time, the years no longer represent the time, the rivers no longer surround the mountains, and the stars no longer embellish the sun and the moon.

The world is turned upside down.

And the only constant is you.

***

The air-conditioning in the conference room was turned on too much. When He Ciyuan pushed the door and crept in, he suddenly felt that it was more difficult than the air-conditioning. It was probably Wen Yingyao's half-smile, full of scrutiny.

All the members of the Second Foreign Affairs Department drooped their heads, and the documents in their hands were like hot potatoes.

"You're pretending to be a mouse." Wen Yingyao's eyes flashed, and He Ciyuan immediately stood up straight against the wall.

Wen Yingyao bowed his head and carefully examined the thick stack of draft agreements in his hand. After waiting for a while, he couldn't hear He Ciyuan's report. He was a little impatient, "What did Sun Bu say?"

"Cough..." He Ciyuan swallowed silently, closed his eyes and went all out, telling the truth: "Sun, Bu Sun said he was old and couldn't afford to offend so many people, so I let you figure it out. He said to be merciful or something." You should be a fart too!"

"puff……"

Someone down there couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

The corners of Wen Yingyao's mouth hooked invisibly, but what he said was not affected in the slightest, like a king of Hades who sentenced him, squinting at the crowd below, "Hu Lei, you will bring two people to the meeting of the Twelve Nations in Mido Rica the day after tomorrow. Follow the people in the first one. The rest", without pause, under the gradually dull eyes of everyone, continued to arrange in a normal way: "Within a week after the meeting, all documents will be reviewed and submitted in Chinese."

"Attention. Zero error."

The whole place was silent.

Hu Lei was the one who laughed out loud at the beginning, his expression was stiff at the moment, he was completely speechless, after a while, he struggled and said, "Vice Wen..."

Wen Yingyao didn't even raise his eyes, "If you don't go, stay and readjust the agreement. If I remember correctly, the previous draft agreement has been invalidated. To readjust, you need to travel to 25 countries."

"..."

The mistakes made this time were too low-level, and the content of the agreement was completely inconsistent with the regulations set by the previous international conference. Everyone took it for granted that there would be a second approval.

The second approval will supplement the opinions of the delegations of various countries, but this time until the end of the meeting, the second approval was completely forgotten by everyone.

It is estimated that the foreign affairs ministries of other countries are also in chaos at this time...

At the time, no one knew that this would happen, and now the stack of agreements is completely a unilateral agreement.

Completely turned into a ball of waste paper.

No wonder Wen Yingyao became so angry.Although it was not obvious on the surface, the shots were more ruthless than usual.

The lesson is heavy. It is estimated that no one in the second part will dare to take it for granted and make such a low-level mistake.

After the meeting, Wen Yingyao stayed in the conference room to check the documents. Lu Peifei waited at the door for a while, and when Wen Yingyao stopped to drink water, he knocked on the door and walked in.

"Vice Wen, are you calling me?"

Wen Yingyao drank all the water in the paper cup in one gulp, smashed the trash can by the door, "I need a batch of interns, the sooner the better, these," Wen Yingyao pointed to the batch of documents that went wrong, "Next month It will be used for UN negotiations, and I have reviewed the translation, but just in case, I need a group of professional experts to interpret the text."

The so-called text interpretation is to check the context of the terms before and after, linking the cultural and religious background of each country, and conducting cross-cultural review.

This can greatly reduce the difficulty of communicating when fundamental issues pop up during negotiations.

Lu Peifei nodded, "The ones from University M were pretty good last time."

Wen Yingyao waved his hand, "This time I want a graduate student or above."

This aspect involved too professional issues, and Lu Peifei also felt that this was the most appropriate way, and left after promising that the interns would be in place next week.

At the beginning of July, the end of the semester at M University was coming to an end, and one after another, students had dragged their suitcases home for the summer vacation.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was so hot that people couldn't open their eyes, and there was no wind. There were several students waiting for the bus under the shade of the school gate. Most of them were carrying boxes. There was only one tall and thin boy. , carrying a black backpack, looking in the direction of the school gate, as if waiting for someone.

The boy didn't look tanned, half of his body was exposed to the sun, his complexion was as white as snow, just like his whole temperament, quieter than melting snow and frost.His forehead was wet with sweat, and he wiped it casually.The lips are very thin, and the lip color is too pale to be seen.The eyebrows are clear and handsome, especially the pair of eyes. At first glance, people can't move their eyes.At this moment, there is a light green in the eyes, no emotion can be seen, everything is hidden tightly.

"Senior Pingsheng?"

Suddenly someone yelled from behind, and Ping Sheng subconsciously turned his head.

"Senior! It's really you!" Several senior junior girls surrounded them with smiles, and one of them, a cute girl with a baby face, asked, "Senior, aren't you going home during the summer vacation? I heard Senior Sister Dong Yin say, Do you still want to stay for an internship?"

Ping Sheng remembered this school girl, when the group was applying for projects before, Wu Hong pulled her in as a helper, she was very capable, and when she was about to say something, Dong Yin called out from a distance: "Ping Sheng!"

Dong Yin trotted all the way with an umbrella, and when he reached the front, he was out of breath, "What the hell weather, I'm going to be steamed! How long have you been waiting for Pingsheng?"

Ping Sheng shook his head, his brows and eyes slightly curved, "Not long".

"Senior Dong Yin!" The round-faced junior greeted with a smile.

"Hanxi, are you ready to go home?" Dong Yin took out a tissue to wipe off his sweat, with a teasing expression on his face, "Professor Xu's final paper this year didn't make things difficult for you, did it?"

The few little girls who were surrounded by the crowd immediately became dejected.Dong Yin held back his smile and turned his head to wink at Ping Sheng, who smiled slightly.

"We're not Pingsheng's seniors...you can get an A by just writing, and you're lucky if you don't fail..." Qin Hanxi glanced at Pingsheng who was standing aside, his eyes were full of smiles, and he never left Pingsheng. Lift.

Ping Sheng still smiled, and his voice was very calm, he explained: "Professor Xu will not hang up easily."

"Not always……"

"Okay, listen to your senior Pingsheng! Our bus is here, you go home and be careful!" Dong Yin saw the indicator light of 313 from a distance, turned his head to signal Pingsheng, and the two faced the dazzling white sun Run to the platform together.

"To be honest, my life is given by the air conditioner."

Dong Yin heaved a sigh of relief, slumped on the chair regardless of his image, and Ping Sheng held the armrest, and said with a smile on hearing the words: "Senior Cao Yongheng said that senior sister, you will become an orphan as soon as summer comes. So that's what it means."

Dong Yin rolled her eyes. Even though they are a couple, they have no mercy when complaining about each other: "Fatty Cao sits in the translation room every day, how can you know the hardship of our business internship?"

Pingsheng turned his head and smiled.

"By the way, this is your first internship at the Foreign Affairs Department, right? Did Fatty Cao tell you to bring your ID card? Did you bring it? By the way, let me see..." He took out a This notebook, recalled: "I remember there is a student ID or something..."

Holding the cold armrest, Ping Sheng was stunned, and said stiffly: "Department of Foreign Affairs? The senior only said that it is a professional translation review..."

Dong Yin didn't care, and kept flipping through the notepad with his head down, "Except for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, where else would professional review be used?"

Pingsheng didn't say anything.

It shouldn't be such a coincidence...

He is so busy.In the news a few days ago, people were still abroad.

"Yes, and student ID card. Have you brought both?"

Ping Sheng took off his schoolbag, found out his student ID card and handed it over to Dong Yin.Dong Yin couldn't help laughing, "You don't need to give this to me, someone will ask you to take it."

The elevator went all the way up to the fifth floor. Lu Peifei had been waiting at the elevator entrance for a long time. When she saw Dong Yin and Ping Sheng, she led them to the meeting room.

"Dong Yin has been an intern before, who is this?" Lu Peifei smiled appropriately and asked Ping Sheng kindly.

Dong Yin took the end of the conversation and pulled Ping Sheng to introduce: "Our professional academic master! Professor Xu's proud student, a first-year graduate student. His level is better than a doctor's degree!"

Ping Sheng blushed unbearably, secretly anxious, "Sister..."

Dong Yin said carelessly, "I'm telling the truth! Sister Peifei knows, right?"

Lu Peifei was amused, "Xiaoyin's character is just like this..." He said and pushed open the door of the conference room.

Unexpectedly, there was already a person sitting inside.

"Deputy Wen? Why are you here?"

Lu Peifei's words directly nailed Ping Sheng who was following him in place.

Across the door, Pingsheng was extremely flustered.

The five-story building rises from the ground, but he inexplicably has heart palpitations and bewilderment due to lack of oxygen at high altitudes.

Taking two steps back, Ping Sheng was afraid that the two people in front of him would notice his rapid heartbeat, but he had no time to react, and he was dragged into the air-conditioned conference room by Dong Yin in the next second.

"Enjoy the coolness." Wen Yingyao continued flipping through the documents at hand without raising his head, "Did you find him?"

"Well," Lu Peifei introduced with a smile, "This is Dong Yin, who helped translate the Geneva [-]th document last year, and you said the translation was good. This is a newcomer, called..."

"Pingsheng." Dong Yin interjected to add.

Ping Sheng did not dare to raise his head.

Wen Yingyao put down the things in his hand and raised his head.

"...I heard that he is Professor Xu's favorite student, and by the way, he is still your direct junior."

Lu Peifei arranged for the two to sit down, "Sit down for a while, I'll get you something to drink, we'll have to talk for a long time later."

Embarrassed, Dong Yin went out with Lu Peifei, and the two girls whispered all the way.

It's not like sitting on pins and needles, but like waiting in an ice cave.

Ping Sheng, who was broken and broken, thought, the air conditioner was turned on too much...

"Are you cold?"

When Wen Yingyao's voice sounded, Ping Sheng didn't notice that since he was in the same room with Wen Yingyao, his brain couldn't function normally.

It became a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, creaking and creaking.

Wen Yingyao felt that he really had that kind of leisure.

He got up and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees, hesitated between 26 and 26.5, turned around and planned to discuss with the boy who kept his head down and said, "Do you think 26 degrees or 26.5 degrees is better?"

Pingsheng looked up.

Wen Yingyao was speechless.

He seemed to notice that the boy's eyes were red.

Is he that scary? !

A trace of anxiety grasped the apex of his heart, Wen Yingyao raised his hand and pressed it twice, "Forget it, 27".

The hand on his lap tried his best to restrain himself, Ping Sheng took a deep breath, raised his head again, his cheeks were a little tense, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was unnatural, but he still tried to make himself more normal, just like many strangers for the first time Just like when we met, Ping Sheng heard himself say, "Okay."

Wen Yingyao, who had lowered his head and continued to flip through the documents, looked up at him, nodded, and said nothing.

"Sister Peifei said there are still some fruits, let me bring some bottles of water first."

"Vice Wen, do you want it?" Dong Yin asked softly.

Wen Yingyao casually pointed to the paper cup beside him.

Dong Yin stuck out her tongue secretly, and retreated to her seat.

When Lu Peifei finished washing the fruits and came in, Dong Yin and Heping Sheng had already read the documents temporarily arranged by Wen Yingyao for a while.

Ping Sheng looked at it seriously, and when the fruit was placed in front of him, he automatically moved back, like a robot.

Dong Yin chuckled, and whispered to Lu Peifei: "See, that's how the top students in our department learn! Learning machines!"

Lu Peifei looked knowledgeable, "These are the grapes I just bought this morning, try it?"

Wen Yingyao refused, got up and was about to leave, "Talk slowly", and told Lu Peifei, "If you have any questions, let them contact at any time, and the time will be accelerated."

"Okay Vice Wen, I see."

Dong Yin was not polite, picked it up and ate it, halfway through eating, as if thinking of something, turned to look at Pingsheng and said, "Pingsheng doesn't eat grapes."

Lu Peifei was very surprised, "I've heard of people who don't eat durians...and grapes?"

Dong Yin poked Pingsheng, "I remember when I was a freshman, there was a gathering to eat fruit. Pingsheng just ate a grape, and he vomited so badly that he was about to vomit out bile... Anyway, since then, no He is given grapes to eat. He does not eat them himself".

Ping Sheng held the signature pen in his hand and didn't look up. The text in front of him was lined up in an orderly manner, but...

He could feel Wen Yingyao's gaze behind him.

Isn't he leaving...

Pingsheng was a little weak.

Wen Yingyao just opened the door of the conference room, and was slightly distracted by Dong Yin's words.

Will you throw up after eating a grape?

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Do you know why Pingsheng doesn't eat grapes?

All place names are purely fictitious.

This story is purely fictional.

☆, guilty obsession

The three of them stayed in the meeting room all day, and after the end, Dong Yin and Ping Sheng went back with a lot of materials.Thinking of Wen Yingyao's instructions, Lu Peifei was a little embarrassed, "Please hurry up, can you pay half of it in two weeks?"

Ping Sheng and Dong Yin looked at each other, this is really difficult.Not to mention the large number, even the verification of the data requires additional time to review the literature.

"Okay." Ping Sheng thought about it carefully, "I have plenty of time recently", and turned to ask Dong Yin what he meant, "Sister, you can share some with me..."

Dong Yin patted Ping Sheng, "What are you talking about, don't underestimate your senior sister."

Lu Peifei smiled reassuringly, "Then it's settled."

Afterwards, Dong Yin had to visit her boyfriend who was doing induction training in the foreign affairs department, and the two made an appointment for dinner.Cao Yongheng called and asked Ping Sheng to come with him. Everyone happened to get together. He hadn't returned to school for a long time because of his orientation training.

Ping Sheng smiled and refused, "At least let me rest the light bulb."

Dong Yin continued to call, and Cao Yongheng laughed directly, "You boy..." Now he didn't stay any longer, and made an appointment to go back to school next time.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a heat wave swept through.There was no one at the bus station.When the sun is at its strongest, everything seems to be overexposed, dazzlingly white.

Pingsheng put several stacks of materials into his schoolbag, sat on the bench and waited for the bus.

A very strange feeling.

The skin was sweating non-stop, but the internal organs seemed to be still in that conference room, peaceful and cool.

Ping Sheng lowered his head, his expression was as usual, but at a certain moment, the daze, loss and incomparable sadness that he didn't even realize suddenly flashed.

Under the sun, the shadows become thin, insignificant, irrelevant.

Just like their reunion.

A very unusual reunion.

Ordinary to trivial, so trivial that if you don't pay attention, you will lose it.Like gravel between fingers, when you look back, it's empty.

Leaning his head against the plastic baffle, Ping Sheng heaved a sigh of relief.

The one named Wen Yingyao completely forgot about him.

After the reunion, Pingsheng can only confirm this matter.

Before he arrived at school, he received a message from Red Hair, saying that he had arrived at M University and brought some special products for Pingsheng.

Hongmao has opened an auto repair shop in the past two years, and started earning some money with rhubarb Erhuang.However, the business is not very prosperous. Many times, they will go to the bar street to help buy goods, so they often run back and forth between Ningshi and Beijing.

As long as he comes to Beijing, Hongmao will definitely bring some food to Pingsheng, or what Lu Zheng told him.

The housekeeper had known Hongmao a long time ago, and when Pingsheng arrived, the two of them were already chatting in the duty room.

Apple brought another big box, and Pingsheng couldn't take it anymore, "So many! Last time I called my aunt and said I don't want to bring any more."

The appearance of the red hair has not changed, and he looks like a social person. Although the hair style is no longer killer, the degree of highlighting is also amazing.When the uncle first met Hongmao delivering special products at the door of the dormitory building, he was on guard almost the whole time.After that, he stared at Pingsheng for three days, and Pingsheng couldn't laugh or cry.

At this moment, Hongmao crossed Erlang's legs and began to discuss with Pingsheng, "Can I share it with my classmates..."

"They're all going home." Ping Sheng was annoyed, so he could only help to carry them up.

The red hair didn't give way, and snatched it over, with a look of nothing to do with me, "Anyway, Aunt Zheng said, let you eat more apples, if I don't take them, am I sorry for your mother? Speaking of which, you won't even let you eat an apple." ?!"

"..."

Pingsheng was completely speechless.

Xu Boshu still stayed at the school to help his tutor with the project, the dormitory door was pushed open, and when he turned his head and saw the red hair, he almost hugged the computer and stuck it to the wall.

He was still terrified of red hair.

Although Hongmao apologized to him countless times at Pingsheng's request, the fear in Xu Boshu's heart was the same as ten years' fear of Jingsheng, and it did not weaken at all.

Wu Hong found out later and laughed at it countless times, but Xu Boshu was in a good mood, "Anyway, he doesn't come here often... right, Pingsheng?"

Ping Sheng nodded with a suppressed smile.

Hongmao pretended not to see Xu Boshu's cowardice, put down the apple and sat on Pingsheng's seat, and waved at Xu Boshu, "Aren't you going back to Ningshi for the summer vacation?"

Xu Boshu nodded quickly, but his eyes kept begging for mercy from Pingsheng.

"Hahaha..." Ping Sheng couldn't hold back, and pulled the red hair, "Let's go, don't mess with him. I'll take you to dinner."

The red hair stopped teasing Xu Boshu, got up and took out an apple, rubbed it twice before taking a bite, and turned to Xu Boshu politely: "Go back to Ning City to treat you to dinner!"

Xu Bo nodded frantically.

Ping Sheng laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

The hot pot restaurant was always overcrowded.After finally getting a seat, Hong Mao almost cursed, "I'm so hungry!"

Ping Sheng shrugged, "I'm okay too...don't yell," he said weakly and took the menu, "I've ordered, what do you want?"

"Hurry up, please?" Hong Mao leaned against the back of the chair impatiently.

"All right, all right, sir!"

Seeing that Pingsheng's tone was not very good, the red hair sat up a little bit, glanced at Pingsheng's face, and tried, "Hey, when will you go home?"

Pingsheng swipe and swipe to finish ordering everything. After handing it over to the waiter, he picked up the kettle and was about to pour water. Hongmao took the water graciously, "I won't go back like Xu Boshu, right? Your aunt asked me to ask you carefully" .

"I'm going to look for a job next semester. I'm doing an internship now, so I don't think I have time to go back. How is Auntie?"

Hongmao nodded, "Very good, I just miss you, and I will ask you in a few days... By the way, do you have a direction for finding a job? I heard that many of you go to the Foreign Affairs Department after graduating from your major?"

Ping Sheng didn't speak, and said after a while: "There are quite a lot, but I plan to join the company...the foreign affairs department... I haven't considered it, and it's not so easy to get in there..."

Hongmao didn't understand very well, but he also knew that what Ping Sheng said was true, "Alright, take it easy, and your aunt will be happy to be able to go back to Ning City!"

The bottom of the pot is red and spicy, and it is served hot.There was a lot of people around, and Ping Sheng stared at the oily water surface, lost his concentration, and after a while, "Well, it's good to go back to Ning City."

"I'll just say..." Hongmao didn't notice, and started eating meat like crazy, "Hurry up!"

Two weeks later, Ping Sheng and Dong Yin handed over half of the content of the internship. The rest of the content is simpler and is expected to be completed in about a week.