Let go of the past

"Ziqing, Ziqing, Li Ziqing—"

The chaotic consciousness was retreated by the hasty calls one after another. Li Ziqing came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. When he raised his head, the colleagues around the square conference table all looked at him with different expressions. The boss stood In front of the projection screen at the end of the table, he looked at himself with obvious doubts and astonishment.

"Sorry..." Li Ziqing calmed down and sat up straight, "I lost my mind, I'm very sorry."

The BOSS accepted the words with a smile: "Ziqing must pay attention to your body, you are the magic needle of our entire company."

Li Ziqing smiled back: "Thank you for your concern, I will pay attention to it."

The BOSS didn't exchange too many pleasantries. The projection pen dangled on the screen for a while, and then returned to the main topic: "Then, let Ziqing tell everyone about it."

Li Ziqing was stunned, and the girl from the same department next to her quickly lowered her head and came over to remind her in a low voice: "BOSS wants you to analyze the deployment and subsequent operation and maintenance of this system from the perspective of network structure."

"Thank you." Li Ziqing nodded, thanked softly, then turned his gaze back to the topology map on the projection screen in front of him, looked carefully for a moment, and then said: "I only have one suggestion."

The BOSS signaled him to continue with his eyes, and Li Ziqing continued: "I suggest that on the basis of load balancing, we should make a dual-machine hot backup."

As soon as Li Ziqing finished speaking, the network architect on the opposite side became dissatisfied. He sneered, leaned forward and clasped his hands together on the table, looked at Li Ziqing and said, "Maybe I'm not professional, but I personally think that load balancing is already It is enough to solve the problem of single point of failure of the server, so why do you need to do dual-machine hot backup?” After speaking, he shook his head with a speechless and helpless expression, and his thighs under the table shook habitually.

"Then if there is a single point of failure in the load balancing itself, how to solve it?"

The architect's shaking body stopped suddenly, and he obviously began to realize the omission. He was about to open his mouth, but Li Ziqing had already continued to say: "LB serves the response and processing of front-end business, and can handle large concurrent requests. However, for dynamic web, multi-directional synchronization of the back-end database is difficult to achieve, so it needs to be taken over by two LBs. Under this premise, considering the problem of resource utilization, it is best to use both LBs as Master, divide the block to do load balancing for different businesses, and set the other party as slave at the same time, the above problems can be solved.”

There were rustlings in the conference room, someone nodded in agreement, someone exchanged opinions with colleagues next to him, the architect leaned back in his chair in frustration, and then everyone heard the boss in front of him say: "Very good, since this is the case," He looked in the direction of the architect and raised his chin towards him: "Go back and improve the topology diagram according to what Ziqing said. I will review it at the next meeting. I hope that I can get everyone's approval by then."

The architect turned sideways towards the boss and nodded repeatedly. When he looked away, he quickly gave Li Ziqing a diagonal glance.

Li Ziqing didn't receive the attack of resentment, but was seen by the girl next to him. He pouted at the architect without hesitation, and returned a domineering white eye to the architect.

When the meeting ended, Li Ziqing walked towards his seat with the meeting folder in his hand, and the girl sitting next to him came out of the meeting room together, and at this moment they were still trotting behind him, whispering to him: "Ziqing, If you didn't see it just now, then the eyeballs of those who are almost rolled up to the ceiling. Obviously I am not good at learning, but I am so awesome all day long. When you finished talking just now, if it weren't for the presence of the BOSS, I'm going to reach out and applaud you, just to piss him off, hum!"

Li Ziqing paused, smiled at her, and said in a low voice, "Are you so jealous?"

The girl then stopped in her tracks, her expression was stunned, and she covered her mouth and yelled, "You're still talking about me, you've already used the word jealousy..."

Li Ziqing put her finger to her mouth and hissed, the girl hurriedly looked around, then turned her head and said to Li Ziqing, "The man didn't come out, he's still in the meeting room, and he's probably crying to the boss again. Hey, these days , the idiot who can cry also has candies..."

Li Ziqing was noncommittal, and continued to walk forward. The girl stopped answering the phone and followed Li Ziqing back to the office area of ​​the development department.

As soon as he sat down, Lei Wei behind him came over and said to Li Ziqing, "Boss, are you free? Come and help me with a question."

The girl slapped the folder on the desktop, and said to him indignantly: "You use Ziqing as a search engine? You call the boss when you need someone, and you can run over hurdles faster than Liu Xiang when you are working overtime. "

Lei Wei's face changed, and after a while he smiled and said to her: "You girl, with your mouth, I'm going to treat you like a child."

Just as the girl was about to continue to fight, Li Ziqing waved his hand, walked to Leiwei's desk and leaned over to look at his computer screen, and asked him, "What's the problem?"

"Oh." Lei Wei picked up the mouse to operate and showed him, explaining: "Here, this algorithm, I think it's okay, but when I run it, it reports an error, I—"

While he was talking, he was suddenly interrupted by the vibrating sound of his mobile phone. The two of them were taken aback at the same time, and then they heard Li Ziqing say, "Sorry, I'll answer the phone first."

"Oh, then you go." Lei Wei waved at him and sat back on his chair.

Holding the mobile phone that showed Ji Bing's incoming call, Li Ziqing walked quickly to an empty meeting room, closed the door, and pressed the connect button.

"Ziqing." Ji Bing was straightforward as always, "Let's separate for a while."

Li Ziqing's body shook slightly, his brain buzzed and then completely shut down, as if his body fell into an ice cave in an instant, and began to fall uncontrollably.It took him a long time to find his voice, and asked the other party hoarsely: "...for...why?"

"Two reasons." The most desperate thing is that you feel that your emotions have completely collapsed and out of control at this moment, but the other party still maintains a calm and self-sufficient attitude, and keeps shooting at your heart in a casual voice: "The objective reason is that I Need to go on a business trip to the United States, the subjective reason is," the other party paused, and continued: "I think we may need to re-examine our feelings for each other."

The heating was not turned on in this conference room, and the curtains were drawn to block out the sunlight. The room in S City was still cold in the early spring, and the cold air penetrated into the bones, and then spread to the nerve endings of the whole body, forming frost silently.

Li Ziqing leaned back against the wall, took a few deep breaths, tried his best to make his voice sound normal, and then asked him: "How long?"

"More than half a month."

"...Okay." Li Ziqing continued to ask, even though there was no hope, he still wanted to persevere: "Then...will you come back tonight?"

"I'm already at the airport." After Ji Bing finished speaking, as if to prove what he said was true, the background sound of the other side faintly heard the registration reminder from the airport broadcast, and then he added: "And immediately About to board the plane."

Ji Bing was sitting on the sofa in the VIP waiting room of the airport, with his mobile phone next to his ear, and what he heard was the faint breathing of the other party. Li Ziqing did not speak. After he finished speaking, Li Ziqing fell silent.

"Ji Bing." Xie Jiaqi's voice came from the side, "Are you okay? It's time to board the plane."

Ji Bing turned to look at her, his eyes signaled that he knew, Xie Jiaqi gave him a faint smile, Ji Bing looked away, and said again: "Okay, let's talk so much first, I'm going to turn off the phone."

After he finished speaking, he took the phone away from his ear, and moved his thumb over to press to hang up.

"Ji Bing——" A weeping voice broke through the phone screen, and Ji Bing felt his heart was suddenly grabbed by a hand, and then tightened, which made him tremble all over.Subconsciously, he quickly lifted the phone back to his ear, and heard Li Ziqing's choked up voice, as if he couldn't breathe, and asked him urgently in a trembling voice: "Ji Bing, do you still... love me?"

Ji Bing took a deep breath, feeling a pinprick-like pain in his lung duct, then spoke slowly, and said to the phone.

"Ziqing!" The door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside unexpectedly. Li Ziqing didn't have time to clean up his expression, put down his phone in a hurry, turned his back to the door, and the architect who pushed the door looked at him in astonishment. Back, asked him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Li Ziqing lowered his head and wiped his face with the back of his hand twice, managed to adjust his expression, then turned to face him and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The architect was stunned for a long time by his pale face and red eyes, and said quite frightenedly: "...it's still about the topological map, and I have some different opinions here, and I want to discuss it with you. with..."

"Okay." Li Ziqing replied him crisply, and then said, "I'll look for you later, I have some personal matters right now, sorry."

"Okay, okay." The architect nodded, and then said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I heard they said you were inside, and I thought you were thinking about something, so I broke in..."

Li Ziqing turned his back and ignored him, and the architect added, "Then I'll wait for you," and exited to close the door of the conference room.

The room fell back into darkness without turning on the lights or drawing the curtains. Li Ziqing looked at the blacked-out phone screen, unlocked it, and called back. When doing these actions, his hands trembled so much that he could barely hold the phone.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is powered off."

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed out power off."