Let go of the past

The microwave oven stopped working with a ding, and Li Ziqing, who was leaning on the cooking table in a daze, came back to his senses, turned around and turned on the microwave oven, took out the warmed milk, walked to the kitchen door, turned off the light, and walked straight to the sofa in the direction of the living room .

The leaden sky outside the window was very low, and the dark clouds were densely distributed, as if a mighty storm was brewing.Li Ziqing, who usually wakes up early on weekends, got up late today. Presumably, the sky is cloudy and hazy, giving people a chaotic illusion that the sky has not yet opened.

Li Ziqing walked to the sofa and sat down, drinking milk in one gulp. On the open computer screen on the coffee table in front of him, Lei Wei in the departmental work group was continuously swiping the screen with a weeping emoji.

He Leiwei: (crying and crying) Boss, are you there?

He Leiwei: (crying, crying, crying) I really have something to do today. My girlfriend’s mother hit someone on a battery car. I’m in the hospital right now. If you don’t believe me, I can start a live video.

He Leiwei: Help me, boss, you can't just ignore death (crying, crying, crying, crying)

Liang Anni: What's wrong?

He Leiwei: There is a bug in the program, Party A's father is making a series of calls, but I can't leave now...

Liang Anni: Ziqing may not be free, who doesn't have something to do on weekends?

He Leiwei: I am really in a hurry. The future mother-in-law is still lying on the hospital bed, can I go? @李子清@李子清@李子清

Liang Anni: Then you can call Ziqing, Aite may not be able to see it.

He Leiwei: My girlfriend is next to me, it's not good for her to hear.

Liang Anni: ...you are really delicate.

He Leiwei: No, you can make one for me.

Liang Anni: ...

Li Ziqing in front of the computer finished drinking the milk, put down the cup, pulled the computer closer and typed the keyboard to reply.

Li Ziqing: Okay, but I don't have the source code here, please give me the SVN path of the project first.

He Leiwei: Thank you boss!

Li Ziqing: What is the specific problem?

He Leiwei: I'll give you the phone number of their IT director. You can ask him directly. I don't know the details.

Colleague A: You did this job really neatly.

He Leiwei: Direct communication is better than conveying through me.

Li Ziqing: Give me a call.

Colleague B: Lei Wei, you will have to invite Ziqing to dinner later, it has helped you so much.

He Leiwei: That must be done.

Colleague A: How can one meal be enough? On big weekends, I have to work overtime, or overtime other people’s shifts. At least three meals are needed to start~

He Leiwei: ...

Colleague B: It makes sense and makes sense.

Li Ziqing minimized the WeChat window, ignoring the gags in the group, and the download progress bar in the center of the screen was halfway through. Taking advantage of the waiting time, he got up and went to the bedroom to get his phone.

When the doorbell rang, Li Ziqing was still in a daze. He stopped at the door of the bedroom and didn't look back immediately.After waiting for a second or two, the melodious sound of ding dong sounded again. The whole house was too quiet, as if no one lived in it, so the sudden ringing sounded extraordinarily clear and real.

Li Ziqing turned around and walked to the entrance, and stopped behind the door, but did not look out through the peephole, but directly asked softly: "Who?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Li?" A humble and polite male voice sounded outside, which sounded familiar at first, but the other party didn't give Li Ziqing time to guess, and directly reported his family name in the next second: "I am Wei Ziming, Mr. Ji gave me the address here, and asked me to help him pick up some of his own things."

Li Ziqing in the room did not respond, the other party waited for a moment, raised his hand and tapped on the door frame to confirm: "Mr. Li, are you still there?"

The door lock clicked and twisted open. Li Ziqing stood behind the door and glanced at him indifferently. His eyes did not stay on the other party. He led him into the room sideways and said in a calm tone: "Come in."

Wei Ziming smiled and nodded at him, walked into the room, reached out to support the gold-rimmed glasses, curled his mouth, and said in a humble and polite manner: "President Ji explained a few things, I don't know where to put them, Mr. Li If it is clear, can you help me find it?"

"What do you want?" Li Ziqing asked bluntly.

"Here is a list." Wei Ziming took out a post-it note from his coat pocket and handed it over, "I'm sorry."

Li Ziqing reached out to take it, glanced roughly at the content on it, then turned and walked towards the cloakroom.

Wei Ziming stood at the porch and hesitated for a moment, and then slowly followed. Before taking two steps, he heard Li Ziqing, who was walking in front, casually asked, "Is he going abroad?"

Wei Ziming was stunned for a moment, then laughed before saying anything, and asked instead, "How did Mr. Li know?"

Li Ziqing pushed open the two-meter-high semi-circular cabinet door, first took out a dark cashmere coat, then opened the drawer, looked back and forth for a moment, took out a tie with a paisley pattern, and turned to Wei Ziqing. Ming said: "I saw this tie in a local tailor shop when I went to Florence with him last year. I bought it as a birthday present for him. He didn't seem to like it, but every time I went abroad Bring them all, like obsessive-compulsive disorder," he paused, then smiled faintly at Wei Ziming, "so I just guessed."

Wei Ziming's eyes paused on the tie for a moment, then looked at Li Ziqing again, nodded and replied: "Yes, the New York headquarters asked Mr. Ji to come over, the plane is tomorrow night."

"It seems that the obsessive-compulsive disorder won't change for a while." Li Ziqing commented flatly, then turned around and continued to take other things.

Wei Ziming stood at the door, stared at Li Ziqing's back in silence for a while, and said abruptly, "Ji is finally half a nostalgic person."

"Huh?" Li Ziqing didn't seem to hear clearly, and turned his head to look at him with a half-smile, "What did you say?"

Wei Ziming smirked and said with a light smile: "It's nothing, how long will it take Mr. Li?"

"Soon, you can go to the living room and sit and wait instead of standing here."

"It's ok."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the short silence, Wei Ziming connected the mobile phone without hesitation, and called out respectfully: "Mr. Ji."

After waiting for what seemed to be a sentence, Wei Ziming said again: "Okay, I will ask Carina to help you change the ticket. In addition, do you need to change the meeting itinerary that was originally scheduled for tomorrow afternoon?"

Wei Ziming listened to Ji Bing's explanation over there, and nodded, "Understood, then I will confirm the time with the other party first, and I will reply to you later." He answered, turned his head inadvertently to look in Li Ziqing's direction, followed Turning around, he said to Ji Bing: "By the way, President Ji, I'm at Mr. Li's place right now, and he's right next to me. Do you want to talk to him?"

A few steps away, Li Ziqing's hand holding the shirt stopped suddenly. He turned to look at Wei Ziming, and the other party's gaze just happened to sweep over. The two waited quietly for a few seconds in the silent gaze, and then listened Then Wei Ziming said: "I'm sorry Mr. Ji, then you are busy first. I will call you later, goodbye."

He put away his phone, turned around, faced Li Ziqing's direction, smiled at him with the corners of his mouth raised, and asked again: "Mr. Li, how long will it take?"

Li Ziqing looked at him expressionlessly, and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Wei Ziming sneered: "Don't Mr. Li want to talk to Mr. Ji?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Li Ziqing looked at him coldly.

"I'm sorry." Wei Ziming suddenly lowered his posture, "I overstepped the rules. But, don't you want to know Mr. Ji's answer?"

"If I say I don't want to, will I deprive you of the poor fun of being a microphone?"

Wei Ziming chuckled, "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be such a sharp person, so it's no wonder that Mr. Ji likes it. However," he changed the topic, narrowed his fox eyes slightly, and said in a soft tone: "There are always people who like to take it. Consuming now, but there are some things that you like too much when you are young, but you will avoid them when you grow up."

"Mr. Li, let me tell you." He blinked, looked at Li Ziqing, and said slowly, "What Boss Ji just said was, 'Wei Ziming, when did you become my bed partner's mouthpiece? '"