love you like yesterday

Xiu Luo didn't expect to meet Professor Guo's daughter Song Ran in Ku Rong's interview, not to mention that she turned out to be Ku Rong's human resources director.

Because of Song Ran's sudden appearance, all those who entered the final round were temporarily asked some professional or work background questions by Song Ran, and everyone's portfolio was also reviewed.

Xiu Luo didn't know if Song Ran recognized her, but obviously she knew Xiu Luo.

"Did you design Meiyi's furniture a while ago?" Song Ran sat on the far left of a row of interviewers and asked directly.

As soon as Song Ran finished speaking, Xiu Luo heard whispers.

Xiu Luo was not ambiguous, and admitted it openly: "Yes."

Because the verdict has not yet been issued, the contract between Xiu Luo and Mei Yi has not been formally annulled, and the copyright of the summer series has not returned to Xiu Luo, so Xiu Luo did not put that set of furniture in his portfolio.

Moreover, there is no apology statement on Meiyi's official website. Actually, Xiu Luo doesn't really want people to know about her dispute with Meiyi. After all, not everyone can see Meiyi's apology, and not everyone wants to know everything about it.

Just when Xiu Luo was thinking about explaining about Meiyi, Song Ran spoke again.

"I heard that you told me about your kindness?"

Xiu Luo looked at Song Ran and said, "Yes."

Song Ran nodded and said nothing.

Later, Xiu Luo returned to the waiting area, and he didn't know whether Song Ran's question could help him or just pass him away.

Unexpectedly, just when Xiu Luo thought he was out of action, HR notified him that he would join the job next Monday.

In this way, Xiu Luo accidentally passed Ku Rong's interview and became a design assistant—an intern.

"How is it, isn't it a coincidence?" Xiu Luo's excitement has not subsided, "I was planning to come back to prepare for another company's interview, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

Jiang Wenyu and Jiang Wenjin exchanged glances, and they both saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.

"It's really a coincidence." Jiang Wenyu agreed with the smile on his face.

"When will you start working?" Jiang Wenjin asked.

"I will officially join the job next Monday." After finishing speaking, Xiu Luo moved to Jiang Wenyu's side with a feeling of embarrassment, "Uncle, do you think I also indirectly walked through the back door?"

Jiang Wenyu reached out and rubbed Xiu Luo's head: "Never mind, you don't know that Song Ran is Kurong's human resources director, and Song Ran doesn't know that you will go for an interview, and you don't mean that she doesn't necessarily remember you ."

"That's good." Xiu Luo smiled and leaned on the sofa, feeling that he was one step closer to his life goal.

In the evening, Jiang Wenyu and Jiang Wenjin came home from the flower shop with a bunch of lilies in their hands.

"What should we do now?" Jiang Wenyu asked.

"Let's take it one step at a time. Xiao Luo, an intern, probably won't be able to get in touch with Cheng Qian for a while. When he's fresh, we'll find a way to get him back to work in the company."

Jiang Wenyu thought for a while, but couldn't think of any way to get the best of both worlds: "This is the only way to do it now."

"Don't put too much pressure on this matter. Xiu Yang and I will take care of it. Just take care of Xiaoluo and yourself here." Jiang Wenjin knew that Jiang Wenyu was a caring character, so she couldn't bear it. Say a few more words.

"Well, don't worry."

Because he had to go back to his hometown to worship his parents the next day, Jiang Wenjin went to bed early.

Xiu Luo lay on the bed, watched Jiang Wenyu prepare the things he was going to use tomorrow, looked at his face and asked, "Can I go with you?"

Jiang Wenyu looked at Xiu Luo and smiled: "Do you want to go?"

Xiu Luo nodded: "I've been abroad for the past few years, and it's been a long time since I visited them."

The smile on Jiang Wenyu's face faded a bit: "Okay, you can go if you want."

Early the next morning, Jiang Wenyu and the others went out before the sun was fully lit.

It took nearly two hours to drive from Jiangzhou City to his hometown Pingxiang, and Jiang Wenjin had to go back to Shanghai from Jiangzhou in the evening, so they had to go early and return early.

Pingxiang still seems to be the same, because the geographical location is relatively remote. Although the city is changing with each passing day, Pingxiang still maintains the original pace, like an ancient tree, growing at a negligible speed.

Jiang Wenyu drove by their original home, but didn't look in any direction, and Jiang Wenjin did the same.

Since entering this small town, the atmosphere in the car has gradually become quieter. Sitting in the back seat, Xiu Luo clearly felt the emotional changes of Jiang Wenyu and Jiang Wenjin.

Jiang's parents were originally teachers in Pingxiang Middle School. In the summer when Xiu Luo was five years old, Jiang's parents went to a remote village in Southwest China as volunteers to teach. On the way back, there was a mudslide, and no one in the car was alive. return.

At that time, Jiang Wenyu was only 15 years old, and Jiang Wenjin was only 24 years old.

Xiu Luo's impression of Jiang Wenyu's parents was already very vague, only a rough outline remained in his memory, but he remembered the scene at the end of that summer very clearly.

He remembered that his little uncle hid in a corner where no one was crying, and he could only hug his little uncle tightly, because no one would be able to hug him again.

The street scene of Pingxiang slid past the window, Xiu Luo looked at the siblings in the front seat who were dressed in black, and the memories of the end of that summer inevitably appeared in his mind.

Until now, Xiu Luo finally understood why the godmother refused to go back to Jiangzhou, and why Jiang Wenyu never went home to visit.

Even he can vividly remember the scene of that year, how sad Jiang Wenyu must be.

Touching the scene to give birth to emotion has always been a word with sadness.

The cemetery in Pingxiang is in the southeast of the entire town, where there is a low mountain, and the cemetery is built at the foot of the mountain.

Just after the Double Ninth Festival, traces of worship can be seen everywhere in the cemetery, and even the air is filled with the smell of incense ash.

Holding a large bouquet of lilies in his hand, Xiu Luo walked quietly at the end.

At this time, quiet is probably the best way to tell.

Xiu Luo watched Jiang Wenyu and Jiang Wenjin stop in front of a tombstone, he followed, bowed for the people buried here, and then put the lily in his hand in front of the tombstone.

After putting down the flowers, Xiu Luo walked aside, leaving space and time for them.

The weather at the end of October is no longer as bright and clear as early autumn, the sun is blocked by layers of clouds, and the gray sky is very suitable for this atmosphere.

Xiu Luo squinted his eyes to look at the sky for a while, and when he turned his head, he happened to see Jiang Wenyu raised his hand to wipe his face.

Are you crying?Xiu Luo thought, not necessarily, maybe just a little itchy face.

When they came out of the cemetery, the sky seemed more gloomy.

Xiu Luo saw that Jiang Wenyu's eyes were red, and his face was a little pale in a black windbreaker.

Xiu Luo walked up to Jiang Wenyu's side, and secretly hooked his finger.

Jiang Wenyu looked up at him and smiled, but said nothing.

At noon they ate at the only bustling place in Pingxiang that could be called a commercial street.

After the meal, he rushed back to Jiangzhou without stopping.

With the passage of time and the distance, the state of several people gradually returned to their normal state.

It was as if he was freed from a haze all of a sudden.

Jiang Wenjin even half-truthfully blamed Jiang Wenyu for rejecting Wen Shaning.

Seeing the two joking, Xiu Luo thought that Jiang Wenyu was no longer sad, until Jiang Wenjin boarded the plane back to Shanghai...

Although Jiang Wenyu was still talking to Xiu Luo, his overall state was very wrong.

For example, he was smiling all the time, and Xiu Luo even wanted to find something to say to anger Jiang Wenyu, but Jiang Wenyu always had that warm smile on his face.

Xiu Luo knew that Jiang Wenyu was still sad.

Also, this kind of thing, how can it be said that it is not sad and not sad.

After arriving home, Jiang Wenyu said to Xiu Luo very rarely: "Xiu Luo, I want to stay by myself for a while."

Xiu Luo looked at him, feeling a little worried: "Can I stay with you? I won't say anything or do anything, so I'll just stay quietly by your side, okay?"

Jiang Wenyu called Xiu Luo's name again, his tone seemed a little helpless.

"I've always been with you, haven't I? Let me be with you, okay?" Xiu Luo nervously grabbed Jiang Wenyu's arm, completely gone from the self-willed look he had in the past.

Jiang Wenyu stared at Xiu Luo for a while, and finally seemed to give in, without saying anything.

Xiu Luo sat with Jiang Wenyu in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for a long time, but Xiu Luo didn't know how long it was. Anyway, he sat from dawn to dark, from the bustle of people to the silence.

Xiu Luo never knew that Jiang Wenyu would be in such a state. He thought that Jiang Wenyu was handsome, kind-hearted, caring, and a blind optimist, but he didn't know that Jiang Wenyu, who had lived for more than 30 years, also had an indelible feeling in his heart. scars.

Jiang Wenyu looked out the window, and Xiu Luo looked at Jiang Wenyu.

At an unknown moment, Jiang Wenyu seemed to suddenly come back to his senses.

His eyes moved from the window to Xiu Luo's face.

Xiu Luo smiled slightly and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Do you think Shanghai is that good?"

Xiu Luo was taken aback, he didn't know why Jiang Wenyu asked a question that seemed very strange at the moment: "Yes, it is prosperous enough and developed enough, there is a chance to have a market and resources."

"Then why don't you go? Didn't Xiu Yang always want you to go?"

"I do not want to go."

"why?"

Xiu Luo looked into Jiang Wenyu's eyes: "Because you're not here."

Jiang Wenyu smiled, and rarely refuted Xiu Luo's words: "I often think why my sister refuses to come back. Before she got married, I always thought it was because Shanghai was prosperous enough and had enough opportunities to make her develop better. , Later she got married, and I thought, since my brother-in-law is also there, it must be more stable for the two of us to be together."

Xiu Luo didn't speak, and continued to look at Jiang Wenyu.

"But in fact, I know that whether it's Shanghai or other places, she just doesn't want to stay in Jiangzhou."

"Jiang Wenyu..." Xiu Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Wenyu's wrist, "Everyone can have their own choice, you can also leave here, you can even stop working for Xiu Yang and do something for you like."

Jiang Wenyu laughed suddenly, and he said: "You should pretend that I never thought about it. Didn't I go to the Southwest to hide from you back then? I worked as a temporary worker in a weaving handicraft factory, but I worked for two days and rubbed my hands with blisters, and only earned 180 yuan."

Xiu Luo also laughed. He didn't know what Jiang Wenyu was doing during that time, or he didn't know what Jiang Wenyu was doing in the next five years. It's quite interesting to hear about it now.

"Then let's work for Xiu Yang, at least she can give more."

Jiang Wenyu got up with a smile, and stretched in front of the French window: "Who says it's not, let's work for Xiu Yang to be realistic, and while I'm still young and have saved enough pension money, I won't be afraid that no one will give me a pension. "

Xiu Luo stared at Jiang Wenyu for a while, then got up and walked to Jiang Wenyu's side, hugging him gently: "No matter what you think, I will always be with you."

Jiang Wenyu turned around and looked at Xiu Luo, and smiled contemptuously: "Young man, eternity is too far away, don't keep thinking about eternity, you will get tired."

Xiu Luo raised his eyebrows, and there was a resoluteness and firmness in Jiang Wenyu's eyes that Jiang Wenyu didn't have.

"I don't believe it," he said.

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