sweet kiss bitter summer

Liang Luo'an was the last one to leave the entire office today.

The cleaning lady who was in charge of cleaning carried a huge black plastic bag and took the same elevator with Liang Luoan. She kindly asked Liang Luoan if he wanted to throw the plastic cup in his hand into the garbage bag. Liang Luoan waved his hand , indicating that it is not required.

Before stepping out of the elevator, Liang Luo'an looked at the cup in his hand, and felt that it would be unhygienic and inconvenient to take the bus like this for a while, so he shook the cup to confirm that there were only lemon slices in it and no excess water, and put the The cup was carefully packed into his backpack.

Because the car was very crowded, Liang Luoan's backpack was also damaged. When he got home and took out the cup, there were slight indentations on the soft plastic surface.

But he doesn't mind, after all, what he wants is not a cup.

Liang Luo'an couldn't wait to rinse the cold water jug, tore off the plastic packaging on the mouth of the cup, put lemon slices into the jug, added two spoonfuls of honey, and made a jug of honey lemonade.

Even though the thin lemon slices have been soaked for a long time, they have absorbed too much water and turned white in color, but Liang Luoan didn't dislike it, and even thought it looked very good, so he poured a glass and put it on the table immediately after dinner was prepared , as if the lemonade was the main meal and the rest became side dishes.

When Liang Luo'an was about to move his chopsticks, Liang's mother made a video call. Luo'an found a tissue box to block behind the phone, and picked up the phone while eating.

"Son, I'm eating."

Mother Liang smiled and said to Luo An that Father Liang appeared on the screen together.

Liang Luoan let out a "hmm", bowed his head to take a bite of his meal, and subconsciously reached out to grab the water glass, but shrank his hand when it touched the cool wall of the glass, then pushed the glass a little farther, and took out the mobile phone video. screen range.

Liang's mother didn't talk much, she looked at Liang Luo'an lovingly, and her father, who had been silent at the side, asked, "Is work going well? I heard from your mother that there is a new leader, how are you getting along?" Liang Luo'an took advantage of Thinking while chewing, he felt that although the relationship between himself and Tan Chen wasn't very good, it wasn't too bad either, so he replied lightly: "It's okay."

"I heard from your mother that the new leader is very good."

Father Liang seemed dissatisfied with Luo'an's answer, so he habitually began to guide Liang Luo'an to continue talking, just like guiding elementary school students to answer questions in class, and it was best to give the answer he wanted.

"Oh yes."

Liang Luoan received this kind of education since he was a child, and it was very useful, so he thought about it, and told his parents: "Today he invited everyone in the office to drink."

"Hello leader, you don't have to work too hard.

You also need to know how to repay others and care more about your leaders and colleagues. "

Father Liang instructed.

"Oh, yes, son."

Mama Liang suddenly thought: "Have you felt uncomfortable recently? You should take the medicine with you. Also, remember to have regular physical examinations. Go there when you have time these few days. Don't delay."

"I know, I know everything."

Liang Luo'an agreed perfunctorily with displeasure.

In fact, in the early years, he didn't have any resistance to going to the hospital, because he had been doing it since Luo'an could remember, and he was already used to it like eating and sleeping.

If one counts, the resistance seems to have come after he started living alone.

He has become less fond of going to the hospital, and by the way, a little less fond of himself who needs to take medicine.

He thought maybe he just wasn't used to it, but in fact, Luo An also knew clearly that seeing a doctor by himself without bothering others was actually a very good thing.

"Also, son."

Mama Liang said again, "The hawthorn tree at home is bearing fruit. When my mother cans the hawthorn, I will send you a few bottles in a few days."

"Oh fine."

Liang Luo'an said very reluctantly, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and didn't plan to continue eating.

His eyes glanced at the pale yellow lemons in the cold water pot, and he suddenly thought that if the lemon tree at home was still alive, it should also bear fruit.

Mom should send him dried lemon slices or canned lemon honey at this time, and he may be much happier than now.

But I can't blame my mother, he himself didn't let the family plant lemon trees anymore.

Liang Luo'an may not be clear about the reason, but he has never thought about it carefully, because no matter how clearly he thinks about things, the lemon tree can't survive, and some things can't be changed.

Forget it, the hawthorn is just the hawthorn, Liang Luo'an thought a little bit self-destructively.

Although he hates the taste of hawthorn very much, at least every time he distributes canned hawthorn to colleagues in the office, they seem to be very happy. Just like Dad said, he needs to care more about his colleagues.

Liang Luo'an's mood became a little depressed after a few simple words, so he didn't talk to his parents any more, and listened to them half-absorbed, and quickly hung up the phone.

The originally slightly cold lemonade was already close to room temperature, Liang Luo'an stretched out his hand to the cup, held it in front of him, and took a sip.

It was very sweet, so sweet that you could hardly taste the lemon flavor, Liang Luoan was a little disappointed, but finally sat in the restaurant for a long time, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Early the next morning, Liang Luo'an caught the morning bus and arrived at the company's office building about half an hour before going to work, so Liang Luo'an went to the porridge shop downstairs to have breakfast as usual.

He abnormally ordered a vegetable porridge and red bean paste buns today, and the taste was very good. Although he didn't like the carrots in the porridge very much, he suddenly thought that Tan Chen liked carrots.

He decided that if he had the opportunity to have breakfast with Tan Chen again next time, he would persuade Tan Chen to order these two things, so as to improve Tan Chen's negative impression of the breakfast shop because of his unhappiness last time.

Although it is still uncertain whether there will be a next time, Liang Luo'an believes that during the few years he and Tan Chen have been strangers, Tan Chen's life skills seem to have regressed, and his body, which has always been in good condition, has also suffered from stomach problems. , Tan Chen has no way to take good care of himself.

From this, Liang Luo'an judged that Tan Chen must have a chance to come here for breakfast again. If he had thought about everything in advance now, he would be able to deal with it freely by then.

Besides, even Dad said that he needs to pay more attention to his leaders and colleagues, and there is nothing wrong with that.

Liang Luo'an was thinking about something, and had already finished his porridge before he knew it. He packed up his things and was about to leave, when suddenly a man sat on the stool diagonally opposite him with a plate.

Liang Luo'an raised his head subconsciously and glanced at it. It was an unfamiliar face, but it seemed familiar.

It took Liang Luo'an a long time to remember that it was the unfamiliar male colleague who drank with him during the department dinner last time.

Liang Luo'an was inexplicably disappointed, but he still greeted him, and the male colleague also smiled at him, and began to eat his own breakfast.

In fact, Liang Luo'an is very unaccustomed to eating at the same table with strangers. Although such an oblique angle allows him to see the other person's face without raising his head, he will feel a little better, but Luo'an is still a little uncomfortable.

But he suddenly didn't want to leave right away.

Liang Luo'an glanced at the time, and it was 15 minutes before work time.

He remembered that Tan Chen ate very quickly and could finish breakfast in less than 10 minutes, so he planned to wait here for another 10 minutes.

He just sat quietly, sometimes looking at the direction of the door, there were a lot of people coming in and out, most of the office workers were wearing decent suits, they looked slightly similar to Tan Chen, but they were not talking about Chen.

After a while, the male colleague took the initiative to talk to Liang Luoan: "Are you waiting for someone?" Will come, so he told the male colleague: "Wait another 10 minutes, and I will leave."

The male colleague lowered his head to drink the porridge again, looking very devoted. Liang Luoan thought that he would not have time to talk, so he continued to stare at the door, and after a while, he heard the voice of the male colleague again: "Actually, there is no need to be so stuck today. During working hours, the supervisor probably won’t be around, no one cares.”

"Why?" Liang Luo'an couldn't understand what he meant, "How do you know that Supervisor Tan won't be here?" "I saw it on the way to work today."

The male colleague took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and explained vaguely to Liang Luo'an: "There was a car accident at the intersection ahead. A van collided with another black Mercedes. The side of the Mercedes was shattered, which seems to be serious."

Liang Luo'an frowned, and began to dislike the person in front of him a little, because even if the car accident was the same as Tan Chen's car, he couldn't directly think that Tan Chen would not come today.

So he asked in a bad tone: "How do you know it's him? How do you prove it?" Facing Liang Luo'an's questioning, the male colleague's answer seemed very confident, with conclusive evidence: "I saw someone being carried on a stretcher. The face of the owner of the Mercedes-Benz that came out is the supervisor.”