Rebirth declares war on the honest

Chapter 622 620. Just a Flaming Moth

He Xuan has always been orderly, whether in life or work.

As the assistant to the president of a unicorn company, to a certain extent, she represents the profession itself.

So on the interface of the portable work computer, the folder is divided into several clean parts.

Meeting documents, schedules, project documents, company profiles, personal matters, reference documents and more.

Through reasonable folder classification, work efficiency can be improved, and various tedious daily tasks can be quickly located and managed.

Just a few random clicks, Wen Ju lost interest in her computer.

It's all about work, what's there to see?

Seafood with beer, He Xuan didn't know how long she would stay in the bathroom, so she decided to use the browser to find a TV series to pass the time.

Double-click, browser, open.

The browser crashed abnormally last time, do you want to restore it?

Wen Ju originally thought that the search interface would be restored, and subconsciously clicked Yes.

At this point, she pointed out a brand new account with a blank avatar that she had never followed before.

The web version of Xiaojushu.

The account name is garbled characters that are difficult to search, and the avatar is also the default whiteboard of the system.
The content is all text.

Who is this account?

Wen Ju rubbed his confused eyes, took a deep breath, and the sleepiness was swept away.

She realized that she might have discovered something remarkable.

Wen Ju immediately opened her memo, and it took a minute to type out the complicated garbled id by hand.

search for.

The other party prohibits searching by id.

But this couldn't help the ice-snow and smart Wen Ju, she used the web version of Xiaojushu to find her ID, apply for friends, pass friends, and delete friends in one go.

After deleting the browsing history just now, the sound of the toilet flushing happened at the same time.

"Yeah, it's about this time, shall we go to bed?"

He Xuan returned to the bed, put the computer back into the bag, and today's work finally came to an end.

"Okay."

Wen Ju smiled and nodded, but her heart seemed to be covered with weeds.

After He Xuan's breathing gradually became steady and even, Wen Ju quietly took out her mobile phone, turned her back to find the secret account just anchored.

She picked a date at random and began to read slowly, which may be a long text like a diary.

There are very few small orange books with rich pictures and texts.

Naturally, the traffic will not be skewed to long texts that are particularly difficult to read, not to mention, as children know, it is now the world of short videos.

Wen Ju pulled the pillow over to block the faint light from the phone screen.

The night is still long.

2014.2.9
The first diary entry of the new year, I flew to Shanghai on a business trip today, and stayed at Juzi's house at night, with him.

I suddenly recalled that when I went out to live for the first time, he helped me apply body lotion, and then I watched La La Land while lying on a bed.

Lying with him for the first time, we were separated by a thick layer of quilt, and the shoulders next to each other were still hot.

I turned my head and whispered to him, this is my favorite movie.

I intentionally asked him to apply body lotion for me, and purposely kept him close to his ear, blowing air vaguely while talking.

He didn't move at all, his hands across the quilt, keeping his distance.

When I loved him the most, counting from that night, it lasted for a full six hundred days.

Six hundred days is not enough to cross the gap between him and me, like the gap between the sky and the sea.

I tried desperately to catch up, just wanting to tell him that the choice of turning back for a moment was worth it.

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Wen Ju's fingertips pressing on the screen trembled slightly, and she continued to slide down after one page passed.

I dyed my hair, he said it became prettier;

I don't want to get the third ear piercing, but he said it's fine, and I don't need to suffer any more pain;

I went to socialize for him with people he didn't like, and he said it's nice to have you.

I calmed down little by little, and the saved wages were deposited into my card, and gradually I gained a lot of confidence.

While waiting for him at the office door, help him browse through Xiaojushu to find a suitable place for couples to date.

Instead of going to the cinema, he would rather project at home because he thinks there are too many people and noisy, but he is willing to go with Juzi;
He is not interested in not playing video games, but he specially bought the latest ps4 for Le Yi;

It's meaningless to waste time if you don't go to Nanhu Lake, but when my senior sister didn't graduate, she walked around the lake with him.

I screened one by one, and the favorites were full of my careful temptations.

I asked him a week in advance and asked him which day he could give me an afternoon. If he really couldn't, two hours or one hour would be fine.

Don't be in the office all the time.

Because he was busy, I sensibly withdrew from his daily life, didn't take the initiative to speak, and carefully arranged the schedule.

As soon as he told me that the arrangement was temporarily canceled, even if I had already gone to bed, I would run to his side and happily walk with him from the building back to a certain community.

When I didn’t see him, I felt like ants were crawling in my heart, like a drug addict looking through his photos in the album over and over again, looking at countless photos of his work, debate, and class.

Before going to bed, I close my eyes and think about his appearance, even the facial features are blurred, but there is still a beam of light coming from behind him, like a faint halo.

He said that everyone's relationship needs to be maintained, tell me what you do, and I will watch.

So our chat box is filled with my long and short green bubbles, interspersed with countless gray time boxes.

When he is not in the company, he will reply to me when he has time, but it is usually the bottom one of one fifty.

When he replied to me, I guessed, what is he doing now?
Is it the gap with them, or did you sneak in and finally think of me?

I never asked him what he was doing, I converted all my life into words and presented it to him, trying to make a little me appear in front of him who was busy, doing all kinds of things.

I wait, I accompany, I change for him.

I go out with my friends less and less. I am always afraid that he will need me after finishing his work. It would be a pity if I am not there.

The face between me and him seems to have been stolen from someone. It seems that there is less face to face. I want to hold each face tightly and chew for a long time.

I love every one of him that appears in my memories, and every time I feel I love him, it is often when he is not by my side.

I thought love should be like this, independent, self-consistent, not longing for meaningless meeting and companionship, meeting at the top.

Sometimes I have a working meal with him, and he can talk for a long time alone without me interrupting.

The beam of light moved behind him in a trance, and the facial features of the man in front of me became blurred, only the light was shining.

I like the light on him so much, attracting me, a dumb moth, to rush to the fire without saying a word.

At that time, I thought, it would be great if I could do this for the rest of my life.

In fact, I could be his audience forever.

He doesn't need to be close to me, he doesn't need to step off the stage to hold my hand, he doesn't need to give me an answer that day, he shouldn't be like that.

He just stands there.

As long as I am by his side, he can always have a stage, a light, he can always speak, and I can always listen.

He was willing to look back at me, I was like a stray kitten touched by humans, how could he be with me?
How can I deserve to be with him?
What should I become to be worthy of standing with him?
Can he keep his love for me fresh?
Even though he is already his personal assistant, he will also set aside a few lunches a week to eat with me, we sit together and eat together, and then part ways.

It's such a good feeling, we are all filled with work, working our own way, and working together for a better future.

But what will our future look like?
Will we ever have an end?
What if he had a family?

Will it also become less gathering and more separation, will there be little communication, will I still not be able to remember his appearance even if we get along day and night?

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, I came out of the community and sent him a message to take pictures of the night sky dotted with crescent moons.

He did not return as usual, I think he may still be visiting relatives.

There is a street lamp behind me, I picked up my phone and walked back, a halo spread from behind me.

Before I got home, I checked Juzi's new news, and went to the class reunion with him.

I looked up at the distant and towering street lamp, and many small moths fluttered and bumped into it, as if they didn't know the pain at all.

Those shadows pierced my eyes, as if the day he nodded and advanced the relationship with me, that turning back, that cold lips were all a dream that I would never want to wake up from.

The distant and towering street lamp penetrated my body, and my soul was able to find an exit to examine myself.

I took the perfect image of him and made a sword of Damocles hang over my head, pushing myself forward.

I wouldn't be who I am today without him.

But with him, what have I become?

I do not know.

(End of this chapter)