three thousand darlings

In the crowded office, there are desks one after another, the sound of typing on the keyboard is full of ears, and there are busy and serious figures everywhere.

"Qianqian, Qianqian." Colleague Xiaofang pushed her.

"Ah... what's the matter?" Wang Qianqian snapped back to her senses and looked at her in confusion.

"What's the matter with you, you're absent-minded." He glanced at the screen and said, "The manager told you to go over."

Wang Qianqian nodded, "Then I'll go there first."

As soon as I entered the general manager's office, I felt a little unspeakable anxiety, like a student who was called to the office by the teacher for no reason.He shouted, "General manager."

The general manager is a man in his 40s. Because of proper maintenance, he looks a few years younger than his actual age. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his clean face, wears a formal suit, and works hard with documents in his hands. It looks like it has an indescribable charm.

"Sit." The general manager looked up at her, then looked down at the document in his hand.

Wang Qianqian sat in front of him well-behaved, like a student who is afraid of the teacher.I can't help but reflect on whether I have done something wrong, is it because of the fact that she didn't come to work yesterday, ouch, Gu Chongchong, you killed me.If the phone hadn't been flooded and she couldn't even find out the number, she wouldn't have been absent from work for a day, Gu Chongchong, you evil spirit, you still have to give me full attendance.Thinking about it in her heart, she didn't say a word, which made her feel agitated, "The general manager..."

"You have been with us for three years. I have seen your hard work in the past few years. I know that you are a good girl who is willing to make progress. I have also heard a little about your boyfriend. This kind of thing happened , I feel sorry for you too..."

"Manager, I know I'm wrong, don't fire me." Wang Qianqian couldn't help but interrupted him, "I didn't miss work on purpose, but something happened temporarily. The phone accidentally got wet. I don't remember. number, you can’t call to ask for leave.” Hearing the pen tap on the table, the voice became softer.

The general manager tapped his pen on the table, and shook his head after listening to her words, "Who said I'm going to fire you, I just want to say that if you want a relaxation period, I can give you a paid vacation, after all, you can't treat martyrs badly." family."

Wang Qianqian lowered her head and whispered, "Thank you, manager."

Xiaofang next door asked her concerned when she came back, "Did the manager say anything?"

"No, just let me take a paid vacation." Wang Qianqian replied after tidying up the documents on the table.

"Wow... When did capitalists become humane?" Xiaofang slid the chair in front of her. "Be honest, I want to know the truth."

"How can there be any truth? Isn't it just Ziqiao..."

Xiaofang smiled awkwardly, and held her face up, "Don't be sad, people can't be resurrected after death. It's useless if you think about him, he won't come back to life, people have to look forward, or I will You introduce one."

"Stop joking, I'm not in the mood." Wang Qianqian turned her head and said coldly.

Xiaofang shrugged her shoulders, with an indifferent face, kicked her foot, and slid to the table, "Forget it, it's up to you, let me know if you change your mind." Can't accept anyone.

Sitting in front of the computer, Wang Qianqian stared blankly at the red mug next to her.

Gu Chongchong stared at the brown soup on the table with a tangled face, and the unpleasant smell filled the whole ward.There was no one in the room, so he took the medicine and went to the bathroom, poured it into the toilet, was startled by the sudden sound, his hands trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the bowl.

"What are you doing?" Han Qilu couldn't find anyone in the room, and found Gu Chongchong standing in front of the toilet in the bathroom.

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the person with a smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, with natural surprise on his face, "Daddy, why are you here?" He thought to himself, bad, it's dead.

Unfortunately, the strong smell of Chinese medicine behind him betrayed him.Han Qilu pulled him over, and glanced at the diluted Chinese medicine inside, which exuded a strong smell.

Gu Chongchong was startled, he made jokes, pulled him out of the bathroom with a smile, tried not to touch that topic, and poured ecstasy soup on him.She flung herself into his arms and acted like a baby, "Daddy, I miss you so much. Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry. I want to eat steamed buns. Can you buy them for me?"

Han Qilu followed him obediently and did not try to expose his lies. It was rare for this child to be so close to him. There was no emotion in his deep eyes, and his expressionless face was as sharp as if it had been carved out of an iceberg. Lines, blunt and cold.A black suit, a white shirt, and a dark blue tie around his neck. The tightly buttoned and unsmiling face formed a kind of ascetic color.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Gu Chongchong felt a little uneasy, he knew that this excuse was very poor.The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff, his eyes were wide open, with a faint mist in his mouth, and he pouted his mouth aggrieved.

Han Qilu has never seen such a Gu Chongchong before, like a child who can't get candy, he put his big hand on his hairy head and rubbed it a few times, with a touch of indulgence, "Wait."

Looking at the closed door, Gu Chongchong corrected the grievance just now, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, his eyes were full of cunning.He knew that no one would have the heart to reject his wronged appearance. He was bullied by Gu Yiming when he was a child. As long as he showed such an expression, no one would reject him.

In a good mood, he hummed a song and destroyed all evidence, and opened the window to let in the wind.Sitting on the bed with both hands propped on the edge of the bed, dangling his legs, waiting for Han Qilu.His heart skipped a beat, his feet paused, and he suddenly remembered the medal on his clothes. It was raining that day and the clothes were wet, and they were still thrown in the hotel. He would not have thrown them away.

While he was still thinking about it, Han Qilu came back with his things.Jumping off the bed, he tugged on his sleeve and asked, "You didn't throw away my clothes for me, did you?"

"Ok?"

"It's the wet suit I was wearing that day."

"threw."

"What, you threw it away." Gu Chongchong pulled his face and asked, "Where are the things inside, you threw it away too."

Han Qilu handed him a glass of water, beckoning him to drink.

As soon as he smelled the smell, Gu Chongchong quit, put it on the table casually, and asked him relentlessly. "Where are my things?"

"Drink it." Han Qilu looked like I won't tell you if you don't drink it.

Gu Chongchong frowned, held it in his hand and hesitated again and again, closed his eyes, his heart froze, he opened his mouth and swallowed like a jujube.The dark brown liquid dyed the white hospital gown along the corner of the mouth.Wiping the corner of his mouth, he was so bitter that he forced two drops of male tears, it was so bitter.A piece of stuff was stuffed into his mouth, the rich sweetness of chocolate overwhelmed the bitter taste in his mouth, he swallowed the chocolate in his mouth three or two times and couldn't wait to ask him, "Where are my things, did you throw them away?"

Han Qilu took the cup to the bathroom to wash, Gu Chongchong followed behind his butt and asked endlessly, "Daddy, Daddy, did you throw it away for me, did you, did you?"

Han Qilu shook his head, took out a mobile phone and a crumpled envelope from his pocket and handed it to him.

Gu Chongchong's eyes lit up, and he opened the envelope regardless of the phone. The medal inside was intact, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Qilu turned his head to the side and didn't ask anything. There were more and more questions in his heart. He obviously wanted to find the answer, but he couldn't open his mouth and could only feel bored in his heart.I am afraid that the relationship that has been built up with great difficulty will be broken all of a sudden.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Gu Chongchong glanced up and said in surprise, "Sister Ji, why are you here?"

At the end of the season, she was dressed in a black suit, with a pair of ten-centimeter high heels on her feet, and a basket of fruit in her hand.At the end of the season, she also looked surprised. She didn't expect that the patient her president wanted to take care of turned out to be this cute little brother. "Chong Chong, are you feeling better?" Han Qilu turned to the coffin-faced Han Qilu and greeted, "President."

Gu Chongchong went up to meet him, and stretched out his hand with a smile, "It's okay, sister, I'll lift it for you."

Han Qilu nodded slightly, not very happy in his heart, he didn't see how happy he was when he came, and he was so courteous to please her, if he had known, he would not have let Ji Mo come.

At the end of the season, he stood aside cautiously, smiling without saying a word, like a vase.

Not reconciled, Gu Chongchong told a casual lie and drove him out. "There are no fruit knives, Dad, buy one for me." Pulled an apple from the basket and handed it to Han Qilu, "Here, it's hard work."

Han Qilu didn't answer, and occupied the only sofa in the ward as if nothing had happened.Drive him out, let the two of them flirt with each other under his nose, do they really think he is dead, and want to drive him away, delusional.

Gu Chongchong withdrew his outstretched hand in mid-air with some embarrassment, covered the back of his hand, and said bitterly, "My hand hurts so much." This is the sequelae of blood flowing back into the bottle.

The back of the hand was blue and purple and a little red and swollen. Although those marks left on the wheat-colored skin were not shocking, they looked scary at first glance.Han Qilu pursed his lips, took the apple in his hand and left with a sulky face.

"Chongchong, you..." Ji Mo only now knows that Gu Chongchong is the president's son, no wonder he will be so tolerant towards him.

Gu Chongchong smiled and pulled her to sit by the bed, "Sister, you are here on a business trip too."

"Yeah, why are you injured, Chong Chong?" The white bandage was tied on the wheat-colored skin, which was so eye-catching that it could be seen at a glance.

"Ah, this." Raising his injured wrist, he said nonchalantly, "It's okay, just a little injury, and I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, you should be discharged from the hospital after healing." Otherwise, it would be troublesome if the thread was stretched.

"Sister, it's okay, this kind of injury will heal soon." Gu Chongchong waved his hand, occasionally pulling the wound and pretending to be nonchalant, but grinning in his heart.

"Hey—don't move around." Ji Mo held down his hand, scolded him, and taught like an elder, "Don't tear the wound, does it hurt? Silly boy, the wound hasn't healed yet. What are you moving?"

Gu Chongchong blushed, lowered his eyes, and felt the warmth of his soft fingers, making him feel as if his whole body was on fire.

Ji Mo looked at him with a shy face, only to realize that his hands were still overlapping with him, and instantly withdrew his hands, laughing a few times in embarrassment, "Hehe, pet. That...Wang Qin asked me to look for you It's falling."

"Sister Wang, oops." Gu Chongchong then suddenly remembered that Wang Qin, who took him to the bar, had left her there alone.Annoyed, "Sister Wang, is she okay?"

"She saw that you didn't go back to work, and she asked everywhere."

Gu Chongchong laughed a few times dryly, "Hehe...it was my fault. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to say goodbye to everyone."

The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and after sitting for a long time, he left at the end of the season.