Green Bamboo Green - Blossoms on the Moshang

"Shen Xiaoya." Fang Qingqing sat up from the sofa, and softly called the other party's name into the phone.

"How are you doing recently?"

"Well, it's fine. What about you?"

"I'm fine too."

"Fortunately" seems to be the most moderate word, without perfunctory, but you will never know whether she is really good or not.

The blankness on the phone is not embarrassing, no need to say anything, but I know you are on the other end of the phone.

"Qingqing, I'm getting married." In the end, it was Shen Xiaoya who broke the silence. Her voice was like the most transparent glass, beautiful and clear, but so tense that it would shatter in the next moment.

"Understood, congratulations." Fang Qingqing was surprised that she would be so calm, she felt for a moment that she really wanted to be happy for Shen Xiaoya.

After a while, Shen Xiaoya sighed, and said, "Don't you want to know about my situation?"

As if she raised her hand in surrender first, she helplessly asked a question that Fang Qingqing would never take the initiative to ask.

"Do you remember how long you've been away?" Fang Qingqing didn't answer her, but asked another question.

"Five years." Shen Xiaoya was silent for a while before answering, she didn't know if she was thinking about it or what.

"Have you got the life you want?" Fang Qingqing continued to ask, her voice was firm but gentle, not aggressive, she really just wanted to know the answer.

Fang Qingqing seemed to hear a chuckle on the other end of the phone. She was a little puzzled and didn't think it was funny.

"Do you know what kind of life you want now?" Shen Xiaoya also replaced the answer with a question, her voice seemed not as tight as before, but more gentle and relaxed.

"I don't know, I just live every moment I experience." Fang Qingqing said sincerely. From their conversation at the beach, she had thought about the life she wanted countless times, but she still didn't have a specific appearance. , she just studies seriously, works seriously, and treats people and things in life seriously.

"You are still the same, nothing has changed." After a while, Shen Xiaoya said softly.

Fang Qingqing knew that she had changed, and her living environment was changing, how could she remain the same.She knew that she didn't really want to know the details of another person's life that much, so what if she knew the details of another person's life across thousands of mountains and rivers?

But she still feels sorry for her, since she wants to let herself know, let's know.

"How is your situation now? Can you tell me?" Fang Qingqing asked with a smile.

After a while, I heard Shen Xiaoya's voice: "Qingqing, I'm pregnant."

Fang Qingqing felt for a moment that she heard the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels, beating the heart, hitting the eardrums, and buzzing.

"Is that why you got married?" She managed to find her voice, but it didn't sound like herself.

"I don't know." Shen Xiaoya's voice came, ethereal and weak.

The two were silent, maybe this time, they were truly speechless.

"Take good care of yourself and the baby." Fang Qingqing wiped her eyes and said with a smile, even though she knew that the other party could not see.

"I will. Take care of yourself too." Shen Xiaoya's voice sounded a little more nasal.

"Goodbye, Shen Xiaoya."

"Goodbye, Fang Qingqing."

After hanging up the phone, they never said what kind of person Shen Xiaoya is going to marry, and they didn't say that they would invite you to the wedding. Maybe they all know that, and those are not important anymore.

Fang Qingqing lay back on the sofa again, she felt that she was a little ignorant, Shen Xiaoya had a baby, she should be blessed, but she didn't say anything.

She took out a tissue and covered her face, and after a while, both sides of the tissue were wet.

After lying on the sofa for a long time, she sat up, picked up her mobile phone, and sent a text message to Shen Xiaoya: Shen Xiaoya, no matter how far you go, no matter what kind of people and things you meet, be well.

There was no reply, and she did not wait.This time, maybe there is really no need to wait any longer.

On the last day of the New Year's Day holiday in 2010, Fang Qingqing went to the barber shop and had her hair cut short. She used to have short hair, but then she grew it longer, because her mother said it would make her look more girly and stable.

Now, she just wants to take care of herself in the way she likes. If she likes short hair, she can cut it short.New year, start from scratch!

The work from New Year's Day to the Spring Festival is the busiest and chaotic.On the one hand, at the end of the year and the beginning of the year, a lot of summary and planning work is going on, on the other hand, the expectation of the Spring Festival holiday makes people panic.

Fang Qingqing can always focus on the things in front of her. Before the holiday comes, she will seriously do the work at hand. The ending that should be finished, the start that should be started, and the things that have not yet come will not affect her. Now.

During the busy time, everything about Shen Xiaoya seemed to have been forgotten.

Before the Spring Festival, the company's headquarters organized an annual meeting. There were programs and dinners in a hotel venue.Fang Qingqing didn't have much talent, but she was still included in a sketch crew as a dispensable extra.

After two rehearsals between work, I rushed the ducks to the shelves to perform. Originally, such a show does not require precise performances, and sometimes it is more funny to make mistakes.

Standing on the stage, he finished his two lines step by step, and then ran off the stage.She felt that she must be acting stupid. No matter how calm and calm she was usually, it was still difficult to be as usual when everyone was watching the stage.

She suddenly thought of Shen Xiaoya on the stage that year, walking in the candlelight, so natural, maybe she never cared about other people's eyes.

Why did she still think of her? Fang Qingqing shook her head, as if she could get rid of those thoughts.

"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with your performance?" Wen Mo walked over and teased her with a smile.

"Yeah, I feel a little silly. Minister Wen, is your department ready to play?" Fang Qingqing and the others were standing in the waiting area.

"Yeah, come here and cheer them on." Wen Mo said while waving to a few colleagues in their department who were wearing makeup. Those people were performing singing and dancing.

The hall was noisy and hot, and the two of them went to the corridor outside to breathe.Standing at a window, Wen Mo asked with a smile, "Have you worked for a year, are you still happy?"

The cold wind blew in, and Fang Qingqing's mind was unusually clear. Wen Mo didn't ask her progress, she didn't ask if she was adapting, but she was asking, are you happy?

She was a little moved. Wen Mo was the person who helped her the most during this year's work. She was more or less reminded at the beginning, guided in the joint team, and gave pointers during business negotiations.She thought that Wen Mo would hope that she would work hard and have better career prospects, but now, she only asked, are you happy?

happy?Fang Qingqing can't say that she has always been, sometimes she is very tired, and sometimes she encounters some overt or covert setbacks and embarrassments.But you can't say you're unhappy, after all, this is work, and no one has the responsibility to make you satisfied.

She didn't know how to answer, and she didn't want to be perfunctory to Wen Mo. After thinking about it, she looked at Wen Mo and said seriously, "It's better than I imagined."

Wen Mo smiled, she didn't know why she paid attention to this girl in the first place, maybe it was because of her unusually serious attitude, maybe it was because she still maintained her sincerity in the face of those hypocrisy.

Wen Mo once wondered if Fang Qingqing couldn't see the intrigues around her at all.But later, she was sure that Fang Qingqing must understand, but she didn't care.

"Do you have any plans for the new year?" Wen Mo patted her on the back, and the two of them watched the night outside the window together, as the wind blew through the bushes, rustling.

"I didn't think too much about it, let's live every day well." Fang Qingqing said with a smile, maybe because she became familiar with Wen Mo, they would be more casual when there were no other colleagues.

"Maybe you should think about it." Wen Mo looked at her with a hint of a smile in her eyes. Seeing that Fang Qingqing looked puzzled but didn't open her mouth, she continued, "If you continue to work at your current position, three to five years There will be no change."

Fang Qingqing probably understood what she meant. Shi Zeng would use her to the fullest, but he wouldn't give her too many opportunities to improve.She looked at Wen Mo and wanted to say something, but she felt it was inappropriate.

"It's not appropriate for you to come to my place. There is no good reason to transfer departments, and it will only make you a target." Wen Mo seemed to understand her hesitation, and did not beat around the bush.

Fang Qingqing felt that she could actually wait. She believed that one day her achievements would be seen by others.But recently, it seems that someone always reminds her that thinking about the future, maybe it's time to make a change.She took a deep breath, then looked at Wen Mo and said, "Please advise."