Silently affectionate

Originally, with Su Kesheng's qualifications, serving tea and pouring water, a newcomer's work, was never his turn to do it.

But after all, that is just the qualification capital he has accumulated in another industry. For the industry of interior design, he is not even as good as a newcomer.

So he didn't complain about being made things difficult by the old man in the office.

It's just that during his internship, his salary was so low that he couldn't bear to look at it. Su Kesheng could already imagine that he couldn't pay the rent at the end of the month and was kicked out by the landlord together with Su Jiangou.

Too miserable to imagine.

On the second day of work, Secretary Zhou ran to Su Kesheng's department again on high heels and took him to the high-level office.

Su Kesheng sat on the sofa and finally had an ominous premonition.

Half a minute later, his hunch came true.

The one who pushed the door and entered was none other than Si Bao who he ran into at the door that day.

The schoolboy who was a teenager many years ago has now grown into a promising young man.

Years ago, my junior was a good-looking young lady, but now he looks even better, handsome and tall, standing there silently, not like a designer, but like a model.

Seeing him coming in, Su Kesheng stood up immediately.

He pursed his lips a little nervously, he didn't know how to face him.

He felt embarrassed, genuinely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Si Bao smiled empathetically, and stretched out his hand to Su Kesheng, alleviating his embarrassment, "Senior Su, long time no see, do you still remember me?"

"Remember, remember," Su Kesheng couldn't understand, and stretched out his hand, "You are three years younger than me, and we are alumni."

He felt that Si Bao was holding his hand so hard that he couldn't get used to it, but the hand became tighter and tighter.

"Ah," Si Bao came back to his senses, and reluctantly let go of his hand, "Is it just an alumnus?" With a teasing smile, "I went to your department to listen to the lecture. After all, we are still classmates."

Su Kesheng: "Really? At that time, we held lectures every three days, and I didn't pay much attention to it." He said with an embarrassed smile.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember." Si Bao's eyes darkened, "Speaking of which, Senior Su was still a famous figure in our school at that time, how can everyone remember it."

Su Kesheng hurriedly clarified, "No, no, I'm not a man of the hour, besides, I remember you."

"Ah, I remember it was one night," he said while recalling, "At that time, I just came back from the library and rushed to the dormitory, but I was robbed. Later, you bought me a piece of bread and a bottle of mineral water. Send me back to the dormitory."

Si Bao stared into his shining eyes.

I really want to kiss now...

This is the person he has been looking forward to for so many years...

What a nice person, he likes the most precious senior...

But not yet.

Si Bao closed his eyes patiently, and when he opened them, the person in front of him hadn't disappeared yet.

Not a dream.

He smiled contentedly.

"To be honest, I'm quite embarrassed that a big man was escorted by another man," Su Kesheng was still talking, "but at that time I was really dumbfounded."

"You still remember." Si Bao's voice sounded a little gentle.

"Of course, this is also a life-saving grace, is it okay if you don't remember?"

Si Bao smiled lightly.

Stared at by such gentle eyes, Su Kesheng found that the tips of his ears were burning suspiciously, he looked away uncomfortably, and did not see Si Bao's deeper eyes.

If he saw it, he would find that the emotion contained in those eyes was a tenderness that neither his parents had ever had.

Si Bao raised his wrist and glanced at the time, "It's been so long before I know it, I had such a good chat with the senior, I even forgot the original intention of coming to you."

If time permits, he can still chat with the senior for a day.

Si Bao: "Actually, I asked the senior to come here because I hope the senior can be my temporary assistant."

Su Kesheng: "Huh?"

Si Bao: "Maybe the senior will think this is a bit sudden, but my position of assistant has been vacant for too long, and I really can't find a suitable person to replace it. It happens that the senior is working in the company, so can you just do me a favor? I will pay the salary. Pay you double."

Su Kesheng stared at him blankly.

Si Bao seemed a little sad, sighed faintly and stood up, "If the senior is really inconvenient, then forget it."

"No, no," Su Kesheng grabbed the hem of his clothes in a hurry, "it's just that it was really sudden, I've never been an assistant to a designer..."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't done it before." Si Bao didn't seem to notice his small movements. "Like everyone's assistant, help sort out materials, arrange my daily schedule, and learn a lot about interior design."

Su Kesheng was moved, but said with some hesitation: "I, I'd better think about it."

Si Bao smiled softly, "Okay, give me your decision tomorrow morning, I still have work here, we... see you tomorrow."

That "see you tomorrow" seemed to have been brewing in his heart for a long time, with a little indescribable satisfaction and tenderness, the deep voice was full of magnetism, and it fell into Su Kesheng's heart, causing ripples.

After receiving Su Jian back home, Su Kesheng almost forgot to cook, left Su Jian and went back to the bedroom, leaving Su Jian in the living room with a puzzled expression, the TV was either on or off.

Su Jian sighed, her small face was full of exhaustion from being tormented by reality to the point of being speechless.

His father is a little bit out of order recently, is it because of the mental twitch syndrome that has been hidden for more than ten years?

After hesitating for half a minute, Su Jian picked up the feather duster and turned on the TV.

His father only said that he should not be within three meters of the TV, but he did not say that he should not watch it.

As soon as the TV was turned on, the weeping pear blossom's rainy little face filled the entire screen, and the unbearable crying filled the entire room and spread into the bedroom.

Su Kesheng lying down: "..."

Does he know that the neighbor next door has come to complain several times?

Can you die with a lower voice?

Can?

Getting up suddenly, Su Kesheng just wanted to yell, but a more terrifying cry came through the TV, and he was immediately frightened and sat back on the bed.

"It's you bitch! Seduce my husband! Bitch!"

That scream was comparable to the heroine in a horror movie, coupled with the bloody lines, it was more penetrating than a horror movie, Su Kesheng could even feel the neighbor's hand ready to knock on the door.

"..." He should get up and cook.

Su Kesheng walked around the excited Su Jian on the sofa in the living room, and when the kitchen door was closed, he was completely clean.

Because the kitchen is too noisy, the door of the kitchen in this building has the best sound insulation effect.

But even though he is in the kitchen now, he really has no desire to cook. The chaotic thoughts in his heart are more annoying than the bloody TV series Su Jian watched. Everything that happened recently turned into Si Bao's handsome face, With gentle eyes and a bewitching voice, she stretched out her hand to him:

"Welcome to be my assistant."

For an ordinary person, it is undoubtedly great to have the opportunity to get in touch with dreams.

But Si Bao still clearly remembers how beautiful he was in college.

How proud he was at that time. He was handsome, had good grades, was talented, and made a splash in school. He had a dream and thought that one day he would do something big.

But tomorrow or accident, you never know which one will come first.

If at first...

Su Kesheng stopped thinking suddenly.

No, no, he thought, if there was no such thing at the beginning, no, this is reality.

So, put down your ridiculous self-esteem and vanity, don't look back on the past, and seize this opportunity.

I thought about it a long time ago, didn't I?You are already thirty, if you don't hurry up and work hard, you will only be busy with a job you don't like for the rest of your life.

Once the bow is fired, there is no turning back.

Su Kesheng sighed, listened to the vague sound of the TV series in the living room, picked up the shovel and started cooking.

The author has something to say:

In fact, looking at this article is not too vain.

However, am I going to continue my stand-alone life again...

So sad.