Your Love,My Poison

Jiang Wei Chen came to the office, but Su Wei and I didn't apologize.

"Su Weiwei..." I sighed deliberately, with a tired look on my face.

I don't need to play this tiredness because I didn't sleep well last night. This tiredness is completely true.

"I worked hard for half a month and was accused of cheating in a joking tone. Can you understand this mood? The fruits of your work are not respected, but are questioned. To be honest, I always thought you were an understanding person. I didn't expect that you would think so of me. "

I went back to my seat and went on working quietly. I didn't care about my colleagues' inquiring eyes and whispering.

Su Weiwei also found Tang Yuchen outside the door, so she saw that I didn't mean to forgive her. She immediately blushed and apologized to me for her grievance: "I'm very sorry, I really mean it. If I caused you unnecessary misunderstanding, I'll apologize."

Said, Su Weiwei step back, seriously give me an apology bow.

Such a formal and serious apology made people in the whole design department turn a blind eye to my face, and some colleagues who couldn't see it also jumped out and accused me.

"What's the matter with you? Su Weiwei is just joking. Do you want to be so fussy? "

"Don't go so far. Vivi has already apologized. What else do you want?"

"If you have to forgive others, please forgive her. If you are more generous, you will not lose a piece of meat."

I sneer in my heart, these people jump out to accuse me inexplicably, one by one manly, righteous and upright, as if they are acting on behalf of heaven.

But what did I do? What evil have I done? Is it worth them criticizing me like that?

I just criticized Su Wei!

Is it because Su Weiwei seems to be kind and weak, so these people have accused me of bullying people in spite of all kinds of things?

Do they know that I was the victim of being bullied and satirized in the beginning?

I would like to ask them, but now it is unnecessary, because they are not even colleagues to me.

In my heart, these people don't deserve to be my colleagues.

But What's happening right now is good for my plan!

I dropped my eyes and kept silent. Those colleagues thought that I was soft and admitted my mistake, and they all criticized me more openly.

After the accusation reached a climax, I slowly raised my head and looked at them with tears on my face.

"Why do you say that to me? Where am I going too far? I just said that she shouldn't make fun of the fruits of my labor. Did I force her to apologize to me? Did I force her? Is my attitude arrogant? I'm angry because I'm misunderstood. What's wrong? Or do I have no right to be angry? "

One question after another succeeded in silencing those who constantly criticized me.

I looked at them heartbroken, covered his mouth and ran out of the office.

In the empty staircase, I leaned against the corner of the staircase, as if all my strength had been exhausted. I leaned helplessly against the wall, slowly sliding down, holding my knees helplessly with my hands, and crying with my face buried between my legs.

I cry very depressed, slightly sobbing sound, listen to people very uncomfortable.

I do this on purpose, deliberately to let Tang Yuchen see my weak and helpless side.

There is no accident, Tang Yuchen really came over. It didn't cost me a lot of hard work.

I'm afraid I can't cry, so my face doesn't dare to lift.

As the footstep came closer and closer, his voice came over my head: "don't cry."

My neck seems to be twisted, stiff looked up at him, he condescended, I squatted on the ground, four eyes relative moment, I found that he looked at me in the eyes, as if there is really a bit of soft pity.

I said to him in a thick nasal voice, "I'm sad. Can't I cry?"

Tang Yuchen was silent. He helped me up and said to me in a very light voice: "if you want to cry Just cry. "

When he said that, I couldn't cry.

He picked a white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to me: "wipe your tears."

I hesitated and finally took his handkerchief.

I dried my tears and wanted to return the handkerchief to him, but suddenly I took it back. I was embarrassed and said, "I'll give it back to you after I wash it."

Tang Yuchen nodded to me: "don't give it back. It's for you."

Mingming is still indifferent, but why do I think he seems to care about me a little?

Maybe it's just an illusion.

"Thank you. I'll clean it and give it to you. It's not my stuff. I can't force it after all."I forced a smile, the bitterness in the eyes let him all Leng for a while.

"You don't have to pay too much attention to what those people say in the office. It's not your fault about that."

Tang Yuchen is still organizing words to try to comfort me. I smile with resignation: "it's OK, just let me cry. I'm often treated like this. I'm getting used to it. You don't have to comfort me. You comfort me. I want to cry more wrongly..."

Maybe I said the tone is not quite right, Tang Yuchen suspected me.

His suspicious eyes made me feel uneasy. Can't Tang Yuchen see through my acting?

I feel uneasy and it turns out that I think too much about everything.

Tang Yuchen brow tightly wrinkled, cold voice asked me: "what is often treated like this?"

Suddenly serious expression scared me, I shivered for a while, can't help but back a step.

"No..." I shook my head and turned pale. I knew I was lying.

"Are you always treated like this in the design department?" Tang Yuchen both hands grasps my shoulder, prevents me to retreat the movement.

His reaction is really interesting. I always thought that the reason why I was pushed out by my colleagues in the whole design department must be because of his private orders.

However, from his reaction, it seems that Tang Yuchen himself doesn't know much about the situation

I secretly doubt, said to him: "I do not do well enough, so colleagues will not like me." When I say this, I really feel powerless and frustrated from the bottom of my heart.

After all, in a company group, being pushed out, bullied and isolated by the majority of people, that kind of feeling is really very uncomfortable. It's a kind of mental attack, mental attack, mental trauma, these are unspeakable pain.

Tang Yuchen's look at me is so complicated that it's hard to say. If I'm not wrong, his look at me just now is Guilt?