Director Ma meets a ghost

Director Ma asked Xiao Chen to take Lao Xie to the reception room, sat behind his desk, and spread his hands towards Wang Jianling, "Director Wang, please sit down."

"What's the matter, so serious." Director Wang looked at Director Ma who was sitting upright, and just about to smile to ease the atmosphere, he saw him take out a wooden box from the drawer.

After a long time, neither of them spoke.

Wang Jianling's face gradually lost its color, his hands gripped the sofa and leaned sideways, staring blankly at the ground.It took a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "She has been here."

"Yes." Director Ma felt uncomfortable seeing him like this.They had known each other for several years, and it was the first time they had confronted each other so seriously. "...You should go back and take good care of your sister-in-law. She has worked hard and followed you for the past few years. You can't let her down."

"Hehe." Director Wang lowered his head and chuckled, "You sympathize with her, but you don't sympathize with me."

Director Ma's throat was dry, he swallowed a mouthful of cold tea, and asked coldly, "You stole my wedding ring?"

Wang Jianling smiled wryly, "I just picked it up and didn't return it to you."

Director Ma lamented, "You! Why did you do this? Your life is much better than mine, why don't you cherish it at all!"

After listening to every word, Director Wang stood up and walked in front of Director Ma, with an inaudible tremor in his voice. "I also want to live a life where husband and wife sleep together, with children around their knees, but I can't do it. Do you know? I suffer from insomnia every day, and I have made up my mind to forget you countless times. Haha, but I haven't seen you for a few days, my whole body It's like falling into the abyss." Wang Jianling looked up at the stunned Director Ma, begging like a poor man, and his voice raised uncontrollably. "Even I don't know how I have persisted until now. Every word has to be considered, and every look has to be disguised. I am the person I love the most in this life, but I can only shake hands like an ordinary friend! Clink glasses!"

"We're friends! We're nothing but this!" Director Ma blushed and yelled. "You have a majestic father, a virtuous wife, you are still young, you have a lot of time to enjoy, you can do whatever you want, why do you hang yourself on a tree with a crooked neck? "

Wang Jianling didn't answer but asked instead, "Do you know why I don't do business well and come back to this small place to take over from the old man?"

"I don't know!"

Wang Jianling laughed suddenly, and touched Director Ma's cheek with his right hand, "You are really cute now."

"Damn it." Director Ma grabbed Wang Jianling by the collar of his suit and slammed him against the wall. "Look what you've become!"

The boss's chair was knocked over by him, and there was a lot of noise.Xiao Chen knocked on the door outside, "Director, are you okay?"

Wang Jianling looked at Director Ma who was panting heavily, still laughing heartlessly.Director Ma knew that he was always stubborn, so it was useless to get angry now, so it was better to hide.

He let go of Wang Jianling, adjusted his clothes, and opened the door angrily.

"Crack!" Xiao Chen fell in.

……

"What are you doing on the door?"

"Hey, I'm worried about you, aren't you, Director?" Xiao Chen smiled and looked around the room secretly.

"Hurry up and send Director Wang off!" Director Ma frowned and issued the order to evict the guest.

"Old horse." Wang Jianling put his arm on Director Ma's shoulder from behind, and whispered in his ear, "You can't hide from me."

Chief Ma tried his best to control the urge to throw him over his shoulder.

He is the director of the Disciplinary Inspection Commission, and he himself is just the chief of a quarantine animal. He keeps his head down and does not see him every day. If he wants to avoid Wang Jianling, unless he doesn't want to do it anymore.

Recalling his occasional actions when he was alone with Director Wang in the past few years, Director Ma felt uncomfortable all over.

Fuck it.

Director Ma's cell phone rang shortly after Wang left, and he picked it up irritably, "Who is it?!"

"Brother Ma."

"Hmm..." Hearing this familiar voice, Director Ma's little heart slowed down half a beat.He sat down unconsciously, switched the right hand and brought the microphone close to his ear.

"You... are you okay?"

"Not dead yet." Feng Yi seemed to laugh, and some subtle emotions came from the phone.

Director Ma also relaxed after listening. "That Zhang Junyang, cleaned up?"

"How easy is it?" Feng Yi smiled, "This man is really smart."

"Oh, then, what are you doing on the phone?" Director Ma wanted to jokingly ask if he missed me, when he heard Feng Yi say flatly, "I miss you."

After being silent for half a second, Director Ma diverted the conversation aside with a smile, "Daochang Li didn't cheat you, did he?"

"Hehe..." Feng Yi's signal was not very good, and Director Ma could only hear his rising sound for a moment, followed by a buzzing noise.

"Feng Yi?" Director Ma asked several times unwillingly, and saw that the other party hadn't answered before taking it over and hanging up.

Anyway, it's fine.

Subconsciously reading Feng Yi's name, Director Ma picked up the phone and saved the number.He walked to the window, let the late summer breeze slowly blow on his face, an indescribable heat flowed out from his hot chest, and it took a long time for his heart to recover.

The house was quickly repaired.

Director Ma got up at seven in the morning and went downstairs. There was no newspaper on the table, and no one prepared breakfast. He asked Xiao Chen to buy a random pancake on the street, and sat alone in the office, but couldn't eat it for a long time.

Not seeing him for just one day, he already tasted the taste of missing.Why on earth did this happen? Has the relationship between him and Feng Yi reached this point?

Late that night, Feng Yi called again.Director Ma couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth while holding the phone, all the fatigue of the day was dispelled by the pleasant ringtone.

It's just that the signal was even worse this time, and he couldn't hear a word clearly, only endless noise echoed in the receiver.

He tried to ask, "Can you hear me?"

After waiting for a while, there was still no response, but they didn't hang up either.Director Ma looked at the name displayed on the phone and swallowed.There was a word stuck in his throat.But he didn't dare to say it, for fear that after he said it, he and Feng Yi would never be simple again.

After a few minutes of silence, Director Ma hung up the phone.

After that time, Feng Yi would call at a fixed time every night, but he still couldn't say a word.Director Ma couldn't guess what Feng Yi meant, maybe he wanted to report his safety, or maybe he wanted to hear his own voice.

"I miss you very much." Director Ma murmured in his heart many times.

He waited for the bell to ring, answered and said hello, and then both of them were silent in tacit understanding.After a while, Director Ma said good night, and then hung up the phone, with imperceptible disappointment on his brow.

Chief Ma got up late that day, and he hurriedly got dressed, only to realize that today is the weekend.Xiao Chen probably wasn't waiting for him, Director Ma casually walked to the window to take a look, and suddenly froze.

I don't know when the yard is full of roses, the faint color is strong and dazzling.

Director Ma stopped buttoning his sleeves and went downstairs in his slippers.

Under the warm sunshine in the morning, the clusters of flowers seemed to wrap his whole heart and lungs and throw him into another person's breath.

Not lost, not suddenly remembered, Director Ma will never know how wonderful the things he once had were.

He turned and ran upstairs to take out his cell phone, and dialed the number tremblingly.

"Feng Yi, I miss you!" Director Ma's voice was urgent, and he was panting after going upstairs.His nerves were tense, his temples were beating violently with his heart.

After a long time, there was a vibration in the long noise.

Director Ma cut out and saw an unread text message on the pull-up menu. After clicking on it, several traditional characters appeared on the screen.

Although it is a sparse and ordinary typeface, Director Ma feels that it weighs a thousand catties.He couldn't suppress the joy that overflowed from his limbs, and he laughed triumphantly.

Seeing it never forgets it, and loves it deeply.

The author has something to say:

I was so excited to write in the middle of the night! ! !The old man's girlish heart! ! ! !