Past events in the machine tool shop

The back door leads to the backstage, Cheng Yu followed Wu Weiran to the backstage, the backstage was chaotic, a group of people were busy putting on makeup, another group was having a small party, Wu Weiran led him around, frowning , His brows were not loosened until he reached a place where there were few people.

"It's too messy. It's still like this after several rehearsals. I have to ask them to clean up later. Otherwise, after the end, the leader will come backstage to express condolences to the actors. What kind of scene is this?"

Wu Weiran frowned and led Cheng Yu backstage. The costumes and props were thrown on the ground in a mess. Wu Weiran frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the situation.

But after all, the time schedule was tight, Wu Weiran was just dissatisfied, but in the end he didn't lose his temper with the actors. Loosen the scarf.

"Don't cover it so tightly when you come in, or you will catch a cold when you go out after sweating for a while." After Wu Weiran finished speaking, he showed him the way and said, "Go out through this door, and then go forward for a while. Turn left to get back to your seat."

Cheng Yu nodded and said, "Okay, I can go back by myself. You have so many things to worry about here, so don't worry about me."

Wu Weiran glanced at him, and didn't ask him what he was doing when he went out. Wu Weiran is not a person who likes to probe into other people's privacy. Even if the other party is Cheng Yu, Wu Weiran is not willing to dig into the root of things he doesn't want to say. Get to the bottom of it.

It's just that Cheng Yu's flushed eye sockets, obvious absent-minded expression, and the powerlessness that always seems to be hanging, can make Wu Weiran keenly aware that Cheng Yu's mood is not right.

Cheng Yu lowered his head and prepared to go back to his seat, Wu Weiran patted him on the shoulder, Cheng Yu's eyes fell on Wu Weiran's hand, finally he sighed shortly, and then left.

"Cheng Yu!" Wu Weiran finally called out to stop Cheng Yu, he felt that if he didn't say anything at this moment, it seemed unreasonable, but after calling Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu turned his head, and he stopped again.

After a long time, Wu Weiran continued: "After the end, wait for me at the door for a while, let's go together."

Cheng Yu nodded obediently, and asked him again: "Don't you still have a celebration banquet? You don't need to go?"

"That's in the cafeteria! Soon." Wu Weiran stretched the corner of his clothes nervously, and said, "I'll go back and change. I've been wearing this for rehearsal these days, it's too dirty."

When Cheng Yu returned to his seat, Zhao Mingyi had already returned. The factory leader put his head in front of him obsequiously. The two said something. Zhao Mingyi nodded politely, and the factory leader smiled happily. .The singing and dancing on the stage was peaceful, and the audience responded enthusiastically. Everyone was satisfied with such a party. Cheng Yu couldn't express his despair and despair at all.

Just halfway through the party, Cheng Yu had no intention of watching any more. He felt cold, perhaps because of the cold wind blowing when he went out earlier, so he couldn't help wrapping up a scarf, half of his face was buried in the scarf, but he didn't sweat.

Afterwards, Cheng Yu watched the program in a daze, and didn't take it to heart at all. He couldn't help but look in Zhao Mingyi's direction. Zhao Mingyi seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Even if he didn't turn his head, he was still slightly tilted. Cheng Yu felt the unspeakable pressure and fear when he put his face on his face.

Cheng Yu was afraid of Zhao Mingyi, and Cheng Yu was afraid of everyone related to that family.

Finally, when the party was over, Cheng Yu almost squeezed out of the crowd at the auditorium at the fastest speed. The snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, and there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground. Cheng Yu stood at the entrance of the auditorium By the side of the flower pond, the winter flower pond is a piece of dilapidated dead branches and rotten leaves, with snow hanging on it, Cheng Yu put his hands in his pockets and bowed his head to wait for Wu Weiran.

"Master Cheng?" A man stood in front of Cheng Yu and called him kindly. Cheng Yu looked up and saw that it was Li Qian.

Li Qian was wearing a red cotton padded jacket. This color made her look pretty good. Under the light of the street lamps, she had the feeling of a gentle girl next door in the last century.She cut her hair short to the ear, and buttoned it close to the earlobe. Some snowflakes fell on her forehead, and she reached out to pat it off. When she lowered her head, she could smell the nice smell of shampoo.

"Looking at the back looks like you, so I came to say hello to you. You didn't sit with the workshop today. I thought you didn't watch the show." Li Qian said.

Cheng Yu smiled and said, "Wu Weiran gave me the front row ticket and asked me to sit in the front row."

It seemed bad to just leave Li Qian here, Cheng Yu asked again: "What about you, didn't you go to work today?"

"I won't work after the new year, so the boss let me watch the show in advance today." Li Qian laughed: "There is a vacancy in the factory, and I will be able to work after the year, Master Xiaocheng, from now on we will be colleagues me?"

Cheng Yu asked in surprise, "Do you want to come to the machine tool workshop?"

Li Qian couldn't help laughing, and said: "If you don't come to the machine tool workshop, you are not considered a colleague? We are all in the same factory, so don't be so different!"

Cheng Yu knew that he was not in the mood, so it was inevitable that he would be like this when chatting, so he shut his mouth and kept silent without speaking.Seeing that he didn't speak or leave, Li Qian just asked, "Aren't you going back, Master Cheng?"

She stomped her feet as she spoke, and the snowflakes on the toes of her shoes were shaken off. Only then did Cheng Yu realize that she had dressed up carefully today. Not only did she change her clothes and cut her hair, but she even put on new short boots on her feet.

Seeing this, Cheng Yu suddenly thought, Li Qian must have dressed up on purpose to sit with him to watch the party, right? Thinking of this, he felt that he was being self-indulgent.But when he looked down and saw Li Qian's expectant gaze, Cheng Yu felt that he was not pretending to be affectionate.

Cheng Yu said: "I'm waiting for Wu Weiran, and I made an appointment to go back with him."

Li Qian also smiled and said, "Master Xiao Cheng and Section Chief Wu have a really good relationship, and they get in and out of each other every day."

While talking, Wu Weiran came out. As soon as he came out and saw Cheng Yu, he ran over, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "There was a commotion inside to take a group photo, so I was delayed for a while, wait a long time, is it cold?" ?”

Such a long passage was all directed at Cheng Yu alone. Wu Weiran only politely nodded to Li Qian when he first walked to Cheng Yu's side, and there was no other reaction.Cheng Yu was very sensitive to Wu Weiran's bad attitude towards Li Qian. It was because of himself. Cheng Yu understood, but he sighed in his heart.

"It's okay, let's go." After Cheng Yu finished speaking, he asked Li Qian again: "Do you want to go together?"

Li Qian shook her head and said: "No need, you guys go first, I'll wait for uncle here, uncle said that a colleague's child is also performing a show, and today he will help take pictures."

Before Cheng Yu could speak, Wu Weiran stood in front of Cheng Yu and said without a doubt: "Okay, then we will leave first. When I came out just now, the team taking pictures inside also dispersed, and Master Li probably came out soon. "

Cheng Yu and Wu Weiran were walking back to the dormitory, Wu Weiran felt that Cheng Yu was not in a good mood, he didn't ask why, and didn't say much, the two of them went back to the dormitory in silence, Wu Weiran was just about to speak up After chatting, Cheng Yu took off his clothes and spoke first wearily.

"Didn't you say that you are rushing to the celebration banquet? It has been delayed for so long, hurry up."

Wu Weiran said: "There is no rush, when I came out they had just finished taking a group photo and were about to leave the show, and they had to go backstage to clean up, there is still a while."

"After all, they don't have to go through the dormitory. It's not good to go late, and today you are the biggest contributor." Cheng Yu spoke quite helplessly, with a hint of coaxing Wu Weiran in it.This realization made Wu Weiran quite unhappy. He poured himself a glass of water and stood by the window looking down.

"I'll drink a glass of water first. I'm so busy backstage that my feet don't touch the floor. I don't have time to swallow, let alone drink water. I'm thirsty."

Cheng Yu laughed and said, "No wonder you didn't talk when you came back."

Looking at Cheng Yu's state, it seems to be getting better again, Wu Weiran feels that Cheng Yu is strange, as if all the depressed atmosphere just now was just an illusion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced downstairs, and a black car drove past and stopped downstairs. Wu Weiran couldn't help but marvel: "A car passed by just now, don't tell me, that car looks like a top-end car." , there are not many in the whole cloud city, and this is the first time I have seen the real thing."

Cheng Yu also poured a glass of water, and when he walked to the window and heard Wu Weiran's words, the water in his hand poured out and poured on his hands, and the back of his hands turned red a lot.Cheng Yu gasped with a "hiss", and Wu Weiran quickly came back to his senses.

"What's the matter? It's okay? Rinse it with cold water first!" Wu Weiran took the water glass in Cheng Yu's hand and put it on the window sill, pinching his palm and said with concern.

Cheng Yu shook his head, pulled out his hand, and said, "It's okay, the water is not hot, it will be fine in a while."

"You're too careless, are you tired from watching the show, or you can go to bed first... I'll open the door by myself when I come back, try to be as quiet as possible."

Wu Weiran originally wanted to say that he would not go at all, but in the face of Cheng Yu's expression, coupled with his lack of position, he finally only said such a sentence, which made him despise himself very much.

Cheng Yu's right hand held the back of his left hand that was burned just now, nodded slowly, and said, "Okay, then I'll take a shower first, try not to drink alcohol, and don't get drunk after drinking."

When Cheng Yu was taking a bath, he heard the sound of Wu Weiran going out, and he sighed a long time in the mist.If Zhao Mingyi guessed correctly about the car just now, it should be used by Zhao Mingyi to stare at Cheng Yu, which made Cheng Yu feel absurd.

Cheng Yu closed his eyes, and Zhao Mingyi's unkind face appeared in his mind. Cheng Yu suddenly found that he only remembered the frightening Zhao Mingyi and the painful past, but he could no longer remember that The appearance of the person changed, and that person seemed to have turned into a symbol like a magic spell. Before it sounded, Cheng Yu would never remember what a terrifying existence it was.

Even if he had lived under such minions.

After taking a shower, Cheng Yu stood by the window and took another look. The car was still parked on the side of the road, with a faint light inside, probably trying to figure out Cheng Yu's current situation.Cheng Yu knew their way of doing things too well, and he had to be fully prepared for everything before he was willing to fight the front battle.

Cheng Yu was lying on the bed in a large shape, looking at the brightly painted roof of the dormitory, he suddenly realized that perhaps his time to stay in this dormitory was really running out.Even if he doesn't obey Zhao Mingyi's wishes, this Yuncheng has indeed become the Zhai family's world now.

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