cloud waterfront

"Do you think that dishwashers are used to work for the queen? NO! The queen said: Dishwasher is just a title, and it is the supreme honor bestowed by the queen on her beloved. In fact, dishwashers are used by the queen In the dictionary, it represents heaven, earth, gods, all things, and more importantly—eternal love."

——The Dishwasher's Queen "The Queen and Her Dishwasher"

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The "queen" didn't make Ye Han wait too long, and after a few brief chats, the two left each other's penguin numbers with text messages on the site.At the moment when the verification message was sent, Ye Han was suddenly at a loss.What she learned on the Internet these days has completely subverted her previous cognition, and what made her feel even more frightened was that she was completely powerless to resist, as if a brand new door had opened in front of her eyes. Something you dare not touch.However, perhaps this door should have belonged to her way home.

Ye Han sat alone under the lamp in the hotel room, dimmed the lamp, and quietly looked at the small piece of desktop illuminated by the light.It seemed to bring me back to the room in the small inn during the long vacation, and the words of that person seemed to ring again in my ears.

In the dead of night, the queen accepted Ye Han's friend request.Ye Han opened the chat window, the queen first sent a smiling face, and then typed this sentence: "I saw your reply, and remembered a lot of things from the past, but looking back now, it's actually not that sad."

Ye Han hesitated, and carefully typed the next line: "Later you..."

"We broke up." After the queen sent these three words, she added another sentence: "I proposed it."

"why?"

"The family disagrees."

The queen's tone was still understatement, but these five words lingered in Ye Han's mind for a long time, as if this was the saddest sentence she could imagine.

Probably seeing that Ye Han hadn't moved for a long time, the Queen sent another smiling face and comforted her: "It's all old stuff, I didn't expect someone to read it so seriously."

"Probably because there's something about this story that... touches me quite a bit."

"Really? Others are just watching the fun, but you're watching it in your heart." On the other side of the screen, the Queen didn't know what expression was on her face, and after a while she sent a sentence: "But you really look a bit like me in the past. "

Ye Han didn't answer, and fell into deep thought silently.

"Don't take this story seriously."

"But... didn't these things really happen?"

"True or false, false or true, the same story will look different to different people."

Ye Han chewed the Queen's words carefully, and nodded with a vague understanding.The queen's tone made Ye Han feel that this story didn't seem so unforgettable to her, but those fragments in the story had already earned Ye Han countless tears.

At this time, the queen sent another message: "From your reply, you probably haven't had a girlfriend yet, right?"

"No."

"Is there anyone you like?"

Ye Han froze for a moment, then touched the keyboard with trembling fingers. "I guess so……"

The queen seemed to stop thinking for a while, and finally sent a sentence: "This road is too difficult. If you haven't gotten too deep, you'd better get out as soon as possible."

In the early morning, as soon as Ye Han sat down at his desk, he received a call from Mr. Zhang from Guangzhou.Seeing that it has entered the second half of May, although the specific opening date of Yunyun Waterfront has not yet been determined, promotion activities for the opening have been put on the agenda.

Taking advantage of Wu Ruoyang's office being empty, Ye Han gently knocked on the door and walked in.

"The design of the building book has been arranged."

"En." Wu Ruoyang raised his head and nodded seriously to Ye Han.

Ye Han paused, and then said, "I'm going back to Guangzhou for a meeting tomorrow."

"Oh...is that so?" Wu Ruoyang was stunned for a moment, with a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.

Ye Han nodded and said softly, "I'll be back in a few days."

Wu Ruoyang squeezed out an unnatural smile: "When will you leave tomorrow?"

"Morning." Ye Han secretly glanced at Wu Ruoyang, seeing her frown slightly, and immediately said: "Don't send me off, you have to go to the construction site tomorrow morning."

"Then... I'll let Xiaoxia send you off."

"Ah."

Wu Ruoyang was silent for a while, pursed his lips, and asked, "When will you be back?"

"About three days."

"Oh……"

Early the next morning, Xiaoxia sent Ye Han to the airport according to Wu Ruoyang's instructions.

Without Wu Ruoyang and Su Jie by his side, it seemed a lot deserted.Although Ye Han has long been used to the altitude of the plateau, but today she feels a little stuffy in her chest. Perhaps, she is beginning to miss this city a little bit.

After getting on the plane, she took out her mobile phone and read the text message Wu Ruoyang sent just now: "Safe trip." She rubbed her fingers on these four words for a long time before turning off the phone.

The ear-splitting roar and the huge push back when the plane took off made Ye Han lean back in the chair and close his eyes tightly, feeling his mind buzzing for no reason.The wings of the plane drew a beautiful arc, and the densely packed high-rise buildings in the city were shrinking a little bit, gradually becoming smaller and smaller, and more and more blurred.Ye Han finally understood that what she missed was not this city, but...

Close your eyes, more and more questions and exclamations are piled up in your mind.She quietly listened to her strong heartbeat, wondering if she had fallen into a quagmire dug by herself. Fear and uneasiness were always with her, and her intuition told her to escape as soon as possible, but another voice in her head kept saying :"too late……"

When Wu Ruoyang returned to the company from the construction site, he non-stop called a meeting of all departments to discuss the promotion of the overall image of the real estate.In the small conference room, Xiao Xia carried the projector, hurriedly plugged in the power, and connected to the computer.Unexpectedly, after tossing for a long time, the projector failed to enter the working state, and none of the lights could be turned on.

Facing Xiaoxia's miserable eyes begging for help, Wu Ruoyang stepped forward and looked helplessly at the projector, which was throwing temper tantrums from time to time.

After repeatedly reconnecting the power and data cables, the projector still refuses to obey.Wu Ruoyang recalled the unexpected loud noise when he made the proposal last time, and he didn't know whether Ye Han used punches or kicks to adjust the projector.It's a pity that Ye Han is not here now...

Wu Ruoyang rolled up his sleeves, looked around the projector, found a place he thought was reliable, and slapped it down.

nothing happened.She changed the place again, slapped it twice, still nothing happened, and finally punched the top cover of the projector angrily.

Xiao Xia half opened her mouth, stared blankly at the projector and said, "I'm afraid I can't save him..."

"To borrow from the sales department." Wu Ruoyang unplugged the power in frustration.

"The sales department seems to be in a meeting, or..." Xiao Xia carefully glanced at Wu Ruoyang, raised her hand and scratched the back of her head, "Let's borrow the one from the marketing department."

Of course, Wu Ruoyang couldn't fail to see Xiaoxia's careful thinking. He went to the marketing department just to take a look at his assistant Zhao Ting.Once I borrowed and returned this projector, I could take another look at it.

"Go back quickly."

Xiao Xia's eyes lit up, she turned around and trotted out.

As soon as Ye Han returned to Guangzhou, numerous meetings were waiting for her.The company, the department, the project team, when it's time to get off work, the whole person is already in a trance.She had no appetite for dinner, so she ordered a bowl of wanton noodles and put it down after barely eating two mouthfuls.

Back home, Ye Han fell down on the sofa in frustration.She felt that she was sick, so sick that she could never forget a woman.

It seems that the relationship between her and Wu Ruoyang is just as thin as a gossamer, which is indifferent, but it often affects the depths of her heart.But for other people, no matter how close they are on the surface, they don't have this feeling.Maybe when we get along day and night, we won't realize how much we care about in our hearts. Once we are separated from each other, we will realize that there is something missing around us, and we will understand who is irreplaceable.

Ye Han closed his eyes, quietly feeling every emotion in his heart, feeling the fierce collision between them.

She muttered to herself: "What's wrong with me? Why does my heart hurt so much... Impossible! This is not love!" While resisting the judgment she gave herself, she greedily indulged in this kind of love. In the midst of painful happiness, it was like living in a fluffy hedgehog in my heart, and when I moved, it would be dripping with blood.

Wu Ruoyang leaned on the sofa, the mobile phone lay quietly in the open palm, "Dreamcatcher" was playing on the desktop stereo, and the sad and soft music filled the whole room.She stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, then slowly raised her phone, found out Ye Han's name, and pressed a text message: "Are you asleep?"

She looked at these three words for a long time, deleted them one by one, and retyped: "When will you come back?".After a while, all deleted again.In the end, she didn't even send half a word. She lowered her head and sighed, throwing the phone aside.

Ye Han curled up his legs and sat on the ground, hugged his knees with his hands, and sat in the quiet room for an unknown amount of time.Those clips under the blue sky and white clouds came to mind one by one, with vivid colors as before.

Missing is an addiction that cannot be quit. It takes root and sprouts quietly from nowhere, stretches slowly, and flows through the whole body along the blood vessels.Quietly flowing and corroding, the determination that had finally been strengthened was melted away bit by bit.

After sitting there for a long time, she took out her mobile phone and turned to the familiar number, but her slightly trembling fingers could not move to the call button.Looking at the three words "Wu Ruoyang" in the address book, I suddenly felt like my heart was hollowed out, but at the same time it seemed to be heavy and breathless.

She raised the phone to her ear, and said softly to the number that hadn't been dialed: I miss you.

The author has something to say: It has been a month since I published this article, thank you little angels for your company.ok~