embrace the moon

Чемночьтемнее,темярчезвезды.

The darker the night, the brighter the stars.

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【Seven years later】

Winter, Moscow, heavy snow.

"Since you have such a good relationship, why did you separate later?" In the empty coffee shop, a woman's voice sounded, clear and quiet.She was wearing a plain long dress and light makeup. She had a pretty face, fair skin, and was amiable.

"Later?" A male voice on the opposite side answered her, "A lot of things happened."

The woman lowered her head and chuckled, "I really want to know."

The man glanced at the watch on his wrist. This watch is not expensive. On the contrary, it has been repaired for some years.He raised his eyes and said, "Next time, I should go back to the office."

The woman nodded, "Then I'm leaving, no need to send it off."

"I didn't intend to give it away," the man chuckled, "It's snowing outside, so put on your coat."

After the woman left, he put on his overcoat, bought a cup of takeaway coffee, held it in his palm, walked out, and stood under the eaves.There was warmth in the palm of his hand, and heavy snow fell in front of him.Snowflakes covered the streets, street lamps, and the shoulders of every pedestrian, and lay lightly at his feet.

A light-colored scarf was hung in the coat. When the wind blew, the scarf would flutter with the wind, and the temperature around the neck would escape with the cold wind.There is a suit inside the coat, which makes the whole person's lines handsome and handsome.

He went upstairs and returned to the studio, the elevator door opened, and there was a man standing in front of him, tall and slender, with stern features, a head of curly brown hair that set off his appearance a lot, wearing loose and trendy clothes, like a college student on the street, but Not like a businessman.

Looking at the person in the elevator, he patted the folder in his hand and said, "I'm going to find you."

He walked forward, opened the folder and glanced down. There was a name signed on the contract. The notes were not very pretty, but rather arrogant and domineering, showing a bit of momentum - Guan Li.

After spending more than half a year together, Gu Yu realized after a long time that his name was not Guan Xiaoli, and the word "Xiao" was just added to his nickname, which made him look cute.

Looking back at that time, even if I added the word "little", I didn't think he was so cute. On the contrary, he was always fierce, impatient, and played with his mobile phone endlessly. He didn't like to read literary words, but liked to join in the fun.But now he still likes to call him "Little Pear", and he always feels that it's a habit, and he can't change it.

"There is a band on tour in Moscow on Friday, shall we go and have fun?" Guan Xiaoli walked behind him, walked through the cubicle, and asked in a low voice.

"Busy." He simply sent it away and handed the file back.

Guan Xiaoli didn't seem very surprised by his attitude, and said casually: "I've bought all the tickets, you have to go."

"Really, how many did you buy?" he asked.

"Two, just you and me." Guan Xiaoli replied.

"Boss, the document." A hand stretched out from between the grids. He took the document in his hand, opened it, took a look, and quickly threw it back, "I didn't even sign it."

"I promised the professor to give a lecture on Friday," Gu Yu continued, "I said I don't have time."

"I'll pick you up then." Guan Xiaoli turned right and returned to her station.

There are not too many people in this team, there are only a dozen people in total, but at the beginning, there were only two people.Among the dozen or so people, only Guan Xiaoli dared to fight against the boss, who told him that he was poached from another commercial company at a high price.However, for the fledgling team at that time, this "big price" was much lower than Guan Xiaoli's original salary. No one knew why he came here to be wronged.

But now the team has received more and more orders, the level is getting higher and higher, and the monthly profit is more substantial. It is considered the best among many entrepreneurial teams. From this point of view, his vision at the beginning was not bad.

Gu Yu walked into the office, took off his coat and threw it on the back of the chair, took off the scarf, the phone beeped, and he glanced at the screen.

Guanguan Jiujiu: [Picture]

"Boss, today's document has been translated." A girl knocked on the door and walked in.She is the youngest in the team and is still studying for a master's degree. She only needs to get a salary, and the burden of starting a business has not been burdened on her shoulders, so she will always be scolded a few times.

Gu Yu sat down behind the desk, heaved a sigh of relief, opened the documents, loosened his tie, leaned against the back of the chair, raised one leg, and folded his ankle on the knee of the other leg, in a very relaxed posture.The slender fingers hold the document, the bones are distinct, the wrist is thin, and he wears a simple mechanical watch.Looking up, the shoulders are flat, the neck is fair, the nose is straight and the lips are thin, the eyes are bright, and the eyelashes are long.Looking at his face, he was neither rough and casual, nor too delicate.

This appearance is always eye-catching, it looks delicious, and the girls in the team like it the most, but if it can be less "unhuman", it will be even cuter.

Sure enough, he browsed through it roughly, closed it, and pushed it to the desk, "Take it and change it."

"Boss, do you want to change it again?" The girl was dejected, "I'm serious."

Another person walked into the office, also wearing a suit, with a tough figure, a briefcase on his body, and a few snowflakes that had not fully melted on his shoulders. It seemed that he had just returned.

It happened just in time, Gu Yu pointed at him, and said to the girl, "Take out his finished product and look at it, and find the gap by yourself."

The girl seemed to have been greatly wronged, like a flower that has failed to bloom before it bloomed, she picked up the folder in a despondent manner, turned around and left the office silently, and said "Hello, Brother Chen" in a dying breath.

Chen Fangxu took off his coat, put down his briefcase, looked at him and laughed, "Are you bullying Xixi again?"

"Which eye of yours saw it?" Gu Yu picked up the phone and clicked on the picture sent by Guan Xiaoli. It was a photo of a concert ticket. He remembered the name of the band, "Rain Mian".

"Hey," he opened the document on the table and asked while signing, "Do you still remember the name of the band we led back then?"

"Which one?" Chen Fangxu poured a glass of water and asked him, "The one performing at your father's site?"

Gu Yu nodded.

"I don't remember." Chen Fangxu raised his head and took a big sip of water, before smashing it into the sofa. "At that time, there seemed to be a band that became popular. It's called Rain. I heard that they are holding concerts now."

"Yumian, I'm going on tour in Moscow this Friday, please go." Gu Yu said.

"I have to make a video with Jiajia," Chen Fangxu said, "I can also connect to her live..."

In the middle of speaking, he stopped suddenly, and Gu Yu quietly raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his head and continued to read the document, "Let me go."

"Is your nephew acting like a demon again?" Chen Fangxu asked.

Gu Yu nodded again.

"He has no shortage of money, so he should buy a new printer for us. He has repaired it several times." Chen Fangxu said.

Gu Yu put down his pen and thought for a while, "The subtitle team broke the printer, so let them crowdfund."

"You boss is too stingy," Chen Fangxu laughed at him. "The subtitle group earns the most money this month. Take them to discuss business tomorrow. If the contract is signed, our team will be on TV."

"It doesn't matter whether you're on TV or not," Gu Yu rubbed the center of his brows, and began to do eye exercises with very non-standard movements and a perfunctory attitude. "Isn't that kind of big film and television company paying a lot of money?"

"It's miserable," Chen Fangxu replied, "but you should drink less when the time comes, so as not to go to the hospital again."

"You have to make the boys drink less," Gu Yu said, "at least I made money."

Chen Fangxu joked: "When people are drinking vodka, you just mix Erguotou with water. Anyway, you are all drunk. Who knows what you drink."

Gu Yu smiled, didn't bother to talk to him, changed the subject and asked, "What about the work I entrusted you with?"

Chen Fangxu thought for a while, "This matter is really difficult. Everyone is doing well in Moscow, but you suddenly want to ask how the country's development prospects are, which will inevitably make everyone guess wildly."

"But we all graduated this year, and the houses outside are much more expensive than doctoral dormitories. Besides, Ye Sheng should return to his roots, instead of waiting for the leaves to turn yellow before thinking of returning to the motherland and turning them into spring mud to protect the flowers." Gu Yu Said.

"Hey, you are right, and the Chinese restaurants here are really expensive, but..." Chen Fangxu was a little embarrassed, "Although we started our business in the first year of our stay, we just graduated this year after all. You have to be prepared , If you go back to China, you will definitely lose some members. After you go back, you will need to spend time selecting and adapting. It is probably not appropriate at this juncture."

Of course, Gu Yu understood these principles.But he still wants to go back, to the city where he grew up, to the place where his youth and feelings sprouted, to go back and meet the people he hasn't seen for a long time...and the dog.

In the evening, Guan Xiaoli drove Gu Yu home.Most of the people in the team are poor students like Gu Yu, who have made some money in the last one or two years at most.It's just that Guan Xiaoli's family is rich and powerful, and he even bought a car in this city where he didn't know how long he would stay.

When the car drove downstairs, he turned off the engine, turned on the roof lights, and handed Gu Yu an invitation letter.

"Wedding invitation?" Gu Yu took it over, "Have you known the bride for two weeks?"

"Get lost," Guan Xiaoli yelled at him, "Open it and have a look."

Gu Yu opened the folded invitation letter, and saw the eye-catching title, written in two lines in Chinese and Russian - Sino-Russian Painting Art Exchange Forum.

He paused with his fingertips, closed the invitation letter, and threw it on Guan Xiaoli, "Again? I think your salary is really too high."

Guan Xiaoli didn't speak, and turned off the roof lights.Gu Yu unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.Guan Xiaoli suddenly lowered the car window and stretched out her hand, still holding the invitation letter.

"Don't make trouble with money, Boss," he waved the invitation letter in his hand embarrassingly, "The contract is signed, you are the leader of the translation team, don't you remember?"

Gu Yu suddenly remembered, and pointed at him angrily, "Guan Xiaoli! You didn't ask my opinion when you signed the contract? No, wait a minute... that's the one in today's forum?"

Guan Xiaoli shrugged innocently, "That's right, I signed it and gave it to you for personal inspection, how can you blame me?"

At that time, you didn't make it clear at all, okay!I thought it was over by sitting in a box and doing simultaneous interpretation!Still in a hurry to ask about the concert to divert attention!You dirty scheming bastard with sores on your head and pus on your feet! ! !

Gu Yu had nothing to do with him, so he accepted the invitation angrily, turned around and walked down the corridor.

"Go to bed early, go to the forum venue tomorrow afternoon, and have a party tonight." Guan Xiaoli shouted to the back outside the car window.

Gu Yu didn't look back, and stretched out his hand to show his middle finger.Guan Xiaoli smiled, started the car and prepared to leave.In the snow, under the lights, a string of footprints are left.

Gu Yu returned to the apartment, turned on the light, threw the invitation letter on the table, took off his clothes and took a shower, and started to prepare the translation materials again after the shower.

Until late at night, he sat on the cold window sill, poured a cup of tea, looked at the thousands of lights outside, and felt the lonely nights he had experienced countless times in the bustling Moscow.

It may be incredible for young people nowadays to drink tea in a foreign country.But what can be done?It was not until they left their hometown and old friends that they slowly learned to taste the taste they loved.

After hesitating for a long time, he opened the invitation letter.Among the long list of names of Chinese and Russian painters, he found the two words he is most familiar with——

Jane Bridge.

After graduating from university, they never met again, you go to the city you yearn for, and I live the life I dream of.He didn't understand why they were like this, after all, in the past, they had also imagined a long future of hand in hand.

Since the fate is not over, let's meet again, after all, Gu Yu always felt that Jian Qiao owed him, so why should he feel guilty.

Jane Bridge...

Gu Yu lay on the bed and turned off the bedside lamp.Beside the pillow, there is a teddy bear with gray fluff and a green sweater.

"Jane Kaikai, do you miss him?" Gu Yu asked, and answered softly after asking, "Who is he?"

"You've already forgotten about him," Gu Yu sighed softly, "but I can't forget him."

In the middle of the night, there was no sound, and the small, empty apartment fell into darkness and tranquility.

The author has something to say: The transition from university campus to social life in the copywriting is not a joke, look, it’s coming unexpectedly now... :-P