It's me who is always talking about extreme joy and sorrow.It's wonderful to lie drunk on the battlefield one night and want to drink pipa or something, but the next morning I tragically found that I had a cold, stuffy nose, dizziness, and all kinds of sneezing.

So, is it really too intense last night... I recall those few fights not calmly, bloody and sweaty... Ah, speaking of bloodshed, those scratches on my back were really tragic Yes, it hurts!

"Who told you that you refused to put on your clothes to sleep, and kicked the quilt in the middle of the night. What can I say to you? Oh, I took the medicine." Suman was so helpless when I woke up sobbing early in the morning. He found me cold medicine and poured water, then pushed aside my bangs and covered my forehead with my hand, and the tips of my thin eyebrows frowned immediately. "I really have a fever. Don't go to work today, I'll take a leave of absence for you later."

I sniffed, thought for a while and said, "I don't want it anymore. I should be fine after taking the medicine. I don't need to ask for leave for such a trivial matter."

There was a light beep, and when he looked up, Suman turned off the air conditioner.I suddenly became anxious: "I'm hot!"

"Be patient with the heat, cover it after taking the medicine, and take a hot bath later." Suman gave me a warning look, his eyes clearly expressing "Try turning on the air conditioner while I'm turning around" , and then after I got the expression in my eyes that "I don't dare to do this if I don't worry about killing me", he turned gracefully and went to the bathroom to wash up.

I sat on the bed for a while, and although seven or eight o'clock was far from the hottest time of the day, I was afraid of the heat and had a fever that day, and my small body was still dripping with sweat. Suddenly, the phone on the cabinet rang.When I took it over and looked at the phone number, I was so scared that my nose was stuffed——Damn it!

Without further ado, he picked up, "Mom..."

"What's wrong with your voice, do you have a cold?"

If you don't say it's your own mother, you can hear something wrong with a word.I quickly explained: "Well, the air conditioner is blowing too much and I caught a cold, it's nothing." I couldn't help thinking about it. Last time, because she said that she would come to S City to inspect the market, I called her the next day to express my hope euphemistically. She pays attention to her body's desire not to work hard, this old lady will not still think about that matter!

"What's the matter with you, you can catch a cold in summer, are you an idiot?" My mother began to speak harshly at me.

I was speechless by what she said. There is indeed such a saying in our hometown. A child who catches a cold in summer is simply mentally handicapped... A cuckoo is crying blood in my heart. Comparing Suman like this is really too much for me. Be gentle.

Seeing that I was silent, my mother coughed, and then brought me an earth-shattering "good news".She said, "I've bought a plane ticket, and I'll be there at your side at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning. Remember to pick me up then."

After the old lady explained the itinerary, she hung up the phone gracefully, leaving me holding on to the phone for a long time, unable to regain my senses. Until Suman came out of the shower, I remained in that dazed posture, sitting cross-legged on the bed with my hands in my hands. Grab the phone.

"What's wrong?" Suman asked me while wiping my hair.

"My mother..." I don't know how to say it, "My mother said..."

"What?" Suman raised his eyebrows, his eyes flicked across his self-confused little face, and in the next second, she had already guessed. "Is mom coming over?"

"That's it!" I nodded my head like a chicken pecking rice, "All the tickets are bought, tomorrow!" It's so sad and angry, who did I provoke, why are all the masters around me who kill first and then play later, Doesn't anyone feel that they need to consult my opinion before making a decision...

While I was still wallowing in self-pity, the patriarch of the family was calmly planning. "Well, I'll accompany you to pick up the airport tomorrow. In the evening, you call to confirm that your mother plans to stay for a few days, so that I can arrange other itineraries."

"..." I was a little surprised and speechless, Suman actually made all the arrangements with a natural face, wouldn't she feel unhappy or embarrassed?I couldn't help holding her hand, I sniffed and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that Mommy will... Anyway, this bothers you too much, or if I ask for a few days off to accompany her, you don't come forward. "

"Excuse me? Why?" Suman was startled, then touched my face and smiled. "She is the one who gave birth to you and raised you. She is an elder who deserves my respect. Don't be silly. It's rare for my mother to come so far away. Don't make her unhappy, you know?"

"Hmm..." I blinked, looking at Suman's calm and warm smile in front of me, my heart couldn't help but float up and down, and I was just indulging in her overwhelming tenderness and couldn't extricate myself.Suman who looks like this, thinks of me everywhere, arranges everything for me Suman who would rather be wronged; looks at me tenderly like this, telling me not to worry about anything, Suman who will always be there...

As if startled by my flickering little eyes, Suman touched my face knowingly, with a doting and helpless expression on his face. "Are you going to cry again? Hey, you still say that you are not a milk baby, is it that the milk baby loves to cry so much?"

"I hate it, I was provoked by you." I turned my face away in embarrassment, raised my hand and rubbed my eyes.

Suman stopped teasing me, smiled and got up to dry my hair.This woman is not like me in doing things. She has always been very clear about where to go, when to start and when to stop, never crossing the line.I rubbed my face, got up to wash up, and rejected Suman's suggestion to ask for leave for me. I decided to go to the office myself, and by the way, I will take three days off from tomorrow to spend time with my queen mother.

Seeing that I was in the summer with snot and tears, I almost died of laughter without conscience, and happily approved my three-day personal leave and sent me away, under the pretense of giving me another half day.Since she was so polite, I was happy to appreciate it, and went downstairs in a hurry to go to Suman's company to find her for lunch.

I deliberately wore a mask because of virtue and a cold. When I wobbled to pick up the car, a faintly familiar figure passed me by, and I entered the elevator in a blink of an eye.I was stunned, that short and fat figure, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his round face, seemed to have seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while.Maybe I remembered it wrong, so I had no choice but to comfort myself, and I didn't think much about it, so I drove out and went straight to Suman's company.

Two 10 minutes later, successfully arrived.I parked the car and was about to leave, "Miss Jimo?" A female voice suddenly sounded from behind me, I was startled, and turned around, hey, isn't that the face of Beiwai?I wear a mask and she recognizes me...

As if seeing my doubts, she smiled and said, "I know your car."

I was a little embarrassed, did I come to Suman too many times?

Beiwai walked up to me in a few steps and smiled very politely. "It's like this. Your license plate number is exactly the reverse order of Mr. Su's license plate number. It's hard not to remember it."

What, has this kind of trickery been spotted?To cover up my embarrassment, I had to cough. "Hey, well, is President Su here?"

"Yes, let me go up with you."

"Ah, ok, thank you." Taking a closer look, why did Beiwai's eyes turn red, as if he had just cried?

After entering the elevator, I noticed that she was holding Suman's car keys and holding a document.

Sensing my scrutiny, she took the initiative to smile and said, "Boss Su left a document in the car, and asked me to get it down."

I couldn't help admiring the girl's observation ability, no wonder she was able to do the secrets of Suman, a workaholic.Unlike me, I was so considerate back then because I was seduced by the beauty of "President Su". I have always kept my eyes on the top of my head so I didn't pay much attention to irrelevant people.But right now, this girl is very obvious. From the fact that she took the initiative to book tickets for Suman last time, it can be seen that in addition to being capable, she is also quite careful. She can take the initiative to understand all the needs of the boss and make arrangements in advance.Alas, I feel sour, this is the professional quality of a secretary.

I wanted to ask her why her eyes were red and swollen, but I didn't know how to ask, so I pretended not to see her and stood side by side, waiting for the elevator to reach Suman's floor.

"Miss Jimo."

"Just call me by my name." I said, "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

Beiwai said with a smile: "You are President Su's friend, how can I call you by your first name? My name is Xu Jia, Xu from Xu Nuo, Jia from Jian Jia."

I suddenly sighed, what a literary name, um, it really matches this face.

As if aware of what I was thinking, Xu Jia said: "At first, I also thought that my name was literary enough, but Miss Jimo, after seeing you, I am so insignificant."

"Hehe." I could only continue to smile awkwardly, and tugged at the mask on my face.bored to death!

"Have you known Mr. Su for a long time?" Seeing that I just smiled and didn't talk much, she asked another question.

"Why do you ask that?" Since Suman trusted and reused her secret, her professional ethics should not be bad, but I remained vigilant against her sudden question.

"Intuition." She smiled.

"Intuition is not necessarily right." I said deliberately.

"Boss Su cares about you very much. I've never seen her get so close to anyone." She smiled noncommittally, and looked at me with red and swollen eyes.

It seems that I have to reduce the number of times I come to Suman for lunch... I sigh in my heart.Looking at her eyes again, I finally couldn't help it anymore, and asked yawningly: "Did you do something wrong to be scolded by President Su?" It's really possible that, as her closest pillow person, I was occasionally made to cry by her!

She was startled, and immediately lowered her face a little embarrassedly. "no."

When the elevator arrived, it dinged and I walked out with her.

"I have been working with Mr. Su for almost two years. Mr. Su has always been very serious, even unsmiling, but it has changed a lot in recent months. He didn't even scold me for making such a low-level mistake today. Comfort me and tell me not to stress too much, and even give me two days off to adjust."

I wanted to say goodbye and leave, but I was suddenly stunned by Xu Jia's words, and turned to look at her. She was looking at me quietly, and the little touch in her eyes, Xiaowen, was flopping softly, Seeing that I was upset for a while, I was suddenly enlightened: "Well, do you have a boyfriend?"

"It used to be, but now it's gone." Xu Jia was also stunned by my nonsensical question, but she still answered me politely. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm leaving, thank you for coming up with me." I waved my hand and ran away, going straight to Suman's office.The sour water in the stomach is gurgling and you can smell the acid three miles away. Suman, woman, if you say you are taking the glamorous route, go on and on. Change your style halfway so that you are used to being cold. How nice it is for the little secretary who tasted the sweetness suddenly and couldn't control her heart!You don't know that your charm is boundless but others are not blind. How can you bear to let this kind of misunderstanding of "the cold president suddenly treats me softly" happen!I am so sad, is it reasonable for a sick person like me to worry about such things!

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