The following guilty

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the general manager's office on the third floor of Tianyue.

"Well, yes, I officially started work last week." He tugged on the phone line, "What? Tianyue is in the newspaper again?"

"Fuck it, J City Finance and Economics is too bullying this time!"

"Mr. Liu—" the subordinate opened the door and came in.

"roll!"

"Yes."

The door closed again.

"I said... there isn't even a crisis PR in the department? After all, I have been in the company for so many years, so I can't be reported by those stupid X reporters as—"

"Mr. Liu." The door opened again.

Liu Yuan raised his head, the gloomy and cold light in his eyes made his subordinates tremble with fright.

"Mr. Liu, Chairman Liu is here..."

Liu Yuan sighed, waved away the documents on the table, leaned back and said, "Let him in."

Liu Yu opened the door and walked in. After he hung up the phone, he looked at his sad and gloomy face and asked, "So much pressure?"

"That's right." Liu Yuan scratched his head and said irritably, "Recently, I found several white hairs."

"It's a good thing to be a little stressed now. You will go on a business trip to the United States the day after tomorrow. Dad has a friend over there. You go and meet him. He still has some contacts in China and can help you a lot."

"Understood." Liu Yuan sighed, "I have four or five departments waiting for me to assign tasks. Fortunately, I ran away again."

"Okay, it's not too late, let Lao Xue take over for you when you are on a business trip."

"Well, by the way, I have something to tell you." Liu Yuan said.

"what's up?"

"Last time you asked me if I wanted to study in City H for two months." Liu Yuan's eyes were firm, "I decided to go after I came back from the United States, but you have to tell Dad for me to find me a place to live in City H. "

When Liu Yu rolled his eyes, he suddenly knew something.

broke up.

He replied: "Okay, got it, then I'll go back first."

Just took two steps towards the door, then turned around again, "Did you notice that you always like to knock on the table when you think about problems? This bad habit needs to be corrected."

"Oh." Liu Yuan replied, lowering his head and continuing to read the document.

"After going around for a while, I went back to the company. I told you to study business administration, but no, alas..." Liu Yu sighed and left the office.

As soon as the door was closed, I couldn't help sighing:

Finally, everything is going to be alright...

It's hot, and the trees outside the Meteorological Team's office have grown wantonly at an astonishing speed. I don't know when they are already covered with greenery, with luxuriant branches and leaves, almost touching the glass windows. Mottled shadows.

It was hot, it was almost heating up outside, and the air-conditioning in the office was blowing slowly. Gu Heng was holding the pen, and the numbers on the paper were changed and changed. This form has been filled out three times, and he always gets distracted and fills in mistakes and starts over again.

He turned his head and looked out the window, the sun was so bright that he subconsciously blocked his eyes for a moment, then slowly separated his fingers to adapt, and squinted his eyes to meet the midsummer light.

The office is very quiet, everyone is silent, only the small sound of cicadas rises and falls.

"Teacher Gu." The female teacher at the next table suddenly lowered her voice and called him.

Gu Heng turned his head, saw her handing over an insulated box, bent down and whispered: "I made the porridge for you, you can drink it."

Gu Heng was taken aback.

"Seeing how haggard you have been during this time... I even added a spoonful of sugar to you." The female teacher looked distressed, "I'm afraid you will be malnourished."

"...Thank you." Gu Heng took it over, holding the warm insulated box, and raised a slight smile, "Thank you."

"No matter what happens, you have to eat."

Gu Heng nodded.

I have been unable to sleep or eat for more than a week. It turns out that even my colleagues have felt this state.

There was a small spoon under the lid of the lunch box, Gu Heng scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and slowly put it into his mouth, it was indeed white sugar, and there was still some undissolved graininess.

Such a sweet porridge, why...

He stuffed a spoonful into his mouth, swallowing quickly and gulpingly, almost scorching his mouth sorely, and suddenly remembered that equipment room, and remembered that day when he was sitting in it, also holding a box of porridge.

Thinking of the person sitting next to him, he said that this was his first time cooking porridge, and then triumphantly took out a duck egg from his pocket.

Can't think, can't think...

Forget it, forget it all...

Gu Heng scraped the bottom of the porridge clean with a spoon, stuffed it all into his mouth with all his might, he could hardly swallow it, and the emotions that were about to surge were finally blocked.

Later, when he went to class, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach. He squeezed his fingertips tightly into his palm and tried to finish the class. Then when the bell rang for the end of class, all the feelings accumulated in his chest seemed to be gone. I still ran to the bathroom to vomit out all the digested food, like I did every day for more than a week.

When he walked out of the cubicle, his steps were a little weak. He went to the sink to flush cold water, looked in the mirror, and found a dark face, pale, weak, and disgusting.

As soon as he returned to the office door, he was grabbed by the wrist.

Gu Heng was surprised for a moment, and turned around.

"Hey, Director Li told you to go to his office." It was Mr. Jiang from the same department.

"...Understood." Gu Heng whispered.

The air conditioner in the director's office was cooler than other offices as always, and it caused headaches when it blown on the temples.

With a bang, a stack of white paper was thrown on the table, Gu Heng raised his eyes and saw that it was the report handed in by himself.

"Mr. Gu, I didn't tell you that I asked you to check it several times before handing it in. What did you say you wrote? What did you listen to in the meeting?"

"……terribly sorry."

"Mr. Gu, it's not that you don't know the current situation of the faculty and staff of the school's Meteorology Department. You know much better than me. I don't want to expose you. Your qualifications were originally an exception..."

Director Li always has endless criticisms. Standing in the middle of the office, Gu Heng feels like a fish on a chopping board, tossing back and forth because of lack of oxygen.

Almost screaming in my heart.

What should I do?Now I can't do anything, I'm almost useless - what else do you want me to do!

And his silent shouting will not make the people in front of him stop criticizing, Director Li finally let him go after talking nonstop for more than an hour, Gu Heng walked out of the office, so exhausted that he wanted to lie down on the ground.He took out his phone and glanced at it. It was almost time to get off work.

It's time to get off work and go home again.

Gu Heng, who was walking on the road, walked slowly and regularly. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the city, he raised his eyes to look at the neon lights passing by.

It's a bar sign.

He stopped suddenly.

Gu Heng, who was sitting in the corner in front of the bar, silently ordered a bottle of unknown wine, and drank it by himself.

The sour liquid burned the esophagus and flowed coldly into the stomach.

After drinking half a bottle of wine, he vaguely felt that he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him. He supported his head with his hands, no matter how messed up his mind was by the alcohol, all the fragmentary memories were pieced together to form a person.

I never thought it would end like this.

I am also a man, I also have self-esteem!

... a good failure.

Gu Heng closed his eyes, and let the liquid in the wine bottle pour down his throat, his blood pressure surged to the top of his head, his arms softened, and he leaned on the bar counter.

"This gentleman."

"Sir? Are you all right?"

When he was woken up again, a strange and blurred face appeared in front of him. Seeing that it was not right for him to lie here alone, the bartender was leaning over and shaking his shoulders.

Gu Heng opened his eyes dimly, and all he saw were double images. He responded twice, took out money from his pocket and stuffed it to him, then walked out unsteadily.As soon as he left the store, the cold wind in the early morning made him tremble all over. He wanted to lean on the wall to drink slowly, but someone suddenly put a heavy arm on his shoulder.

"Come here to drink alone?" A disheveled man approached with a smile.

Gu Heng's heart tightened, and he swung his arm vigorously, "Let go!"

"Don't... let's go play for a while..." The man's disgusting face covered with earthworm marks moved closer, also smelling of alcohol, and he tightened his arms.

"I don't know you...let me go!" Gu Heng was bound by his arms and struggled, Quan felt that his whole body was limp and weak, and his eyes blurred for a while.

"Let's go, don't we get to know each other after playing? Haha...hahaha..." The man dragged the drunk Gu Heng to the street, and after walking a few steps, Gu Heng suddenly became sober again, his pupils dilated, and he struggled violently Get up, "Let go, let me go!"

"Damn it... Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you here!!" A roar came out, and Gu Heng was startled and trembled. He let out a sharp scream of pain, and was dragged fiercely all the way into the roadside alley.

The alley was too deep to let in the light, the man threw Gu Heng to the ground, and picked up the belt with a smile.Gu Heng propped himself up and forced himself to stand up. He didn't care about getting drunk and ran away. His steps softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop. Turning around, he saw a man chasing him viciously. He got up in horror and was about to take a step when he was grabbed by the shoulders. For a while, he was pressed firmly against the wall.

"You still dare to run?! Huh? Hahaha! ——We haven't done our business, can I let you run?"

"No..." Gu Heng's scalp was numb and he almost collapsed and shouted, "Fuck, let me go... Get lost!"

"Hehe, the tone is not small." He squeezed Gu Heng's chin suddenly, "Screaming? Can you still scream?"

"Woo!—" Gu Heng shook his head wildly, shouting desperately in his heart, Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan...

Xiaoyuan... where are you?

Come help me...

please……

"Be honest! If you mess around, be careful I beat you!"

"I'm going to call the police... If you don't let go, I'm going to call the police!!" Gu Heng shouted sharply.

"Call the police? Hehe... I didn't want to do anything to you, I just saw that you were drunk and wanted to help you, so what if you call the police? Hahaha——"

Gu Heng's lips trembled, seeing that disgusting face approaching, he tried his best to push it away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out! Get out!—"

Suddenly there was a sound from outside the alley, "Where did the little hooligan come from? What are you doing?"

Both of them turned their heads, and they couldn't see who it was with the light behind them. The man put on his belt in a panic, and cursed fiercely. Seeing that Gu Heng was really struggling, he finally lost interest, let go and threw Gu Heng hard. to the ground.

The figure outside the alley heard that there was no movement inside, and left.

"What the hell." The man grabbed Gu Heng's collar unwillingly, "Give me the things on your body!" After finishing speaking, he saw that he was about to lose consciousness, reached into his pocket, took out the money and the phone and stuffed it into himself pocket, turned around and was about to escape when someone grabbed the trousers.

"Mobile phone... no..." Gu Heng crawled over without knowing when, and grabbed his trouser legs tightly with his fingers, "no..."

There are text messages and photos of him and Xiaoyuan in the phone, which is his last thought to sustain himself...

He took a step forward, raised his dusty face:

"Give me the card... the phone card, take the phone away... please..."

"Bah! What are you talking about faltering! Uncle □□, don't let him let me meet you again on this street!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked him hard on the knee, Gu Heng screamed in pain, shrank all over, and lost consciousness...

The author has something to say:

Well, I finished a short story, in the author column, you can take a look at it~

[Closer to the subject, actually I don’t want to abuse Mr. Gu but...everyone, put the bricks away first...]