Seasonal season

The weather was good in the morning, the sun was warm and the wind was not too harsh.

When Wenxi got out of the car and walked towards the gate, Yu Hang deliberately followed, took off his scarf and wrapped it around him.

The security guard with squinted eyes in the guard room may be watching this scene with wide eyes at this moment.

He didn't want to evade it because it would increase the chances of the security guard seeing him, so he didn't evade it anymore.

At nine o'clock in the morning, few colleagues come to work according to this point, especially in autumn and winter.There are various reasons for being late: traffic jams, writing, the alarm clock stopped, rushing to an event last night, going to a meeting... Although the time of the interviewees is inconsistent, and there are group activities in each department, it is really difficult to unify the commute time .Someone once proposed to implement a check-in system, but it was forced to stop before a week of trial.Even the editor-in-chief can't do it, let alone them.

Wenxi stepped forward, there were only a few sparse people in the office.As the end of the year approaches, no one’s mind is on work, especially for these editors who have already submitted their manuscripts. The current work is basically equivalent to a mixed job. Many female colleagues openly exchange New Year’s goods and new clothes purchased online during working hours.

Wenxi came to the seat, Ruoyan was already there, she looked up, but didn't make a sound.

"Oh, Editor Song, it's just in time. I have something to ask you, come here."

The editor-in-chief was about to turn around when he turned around suddenly: "What's wrong with your neck?"

The temperature in the office was high, and just as Wen Xi took off his scarf, the editor-in-chief seemed taken aback.

Ruoyan looked over, and then lowered her head after looking at it.

There was a small mirror on the table next door, Wenxi leaned over and saw blue and red marks on his neck, he was so ashamed for a moment, wishing he could get under the ground immediately.

The editor-in-chief asked with concern: "Is there nothing wrong?"

"No. Maybe I was allergic to food last night." When Wenxi followed the editor-in-chief out, she unconsciously pulled up her collar, but when she let go, she fell back to where she was.So, back from the editor's office, he kept his head down.

The good colleagues did not miss such a great opportunity to gossip. As soon as he entered the door, people surrounded him, surrounded him like a diorama, and started talking in a hurry.

"Editor Song, what did you do last night?"

"It's too much to be a human being and still refuse to introduce it to us."

"Kiss like this, how horny is this woman?"

"I didn't expect Editor Song to like tough ones." As he spoke, he glanced at Hu Ruoyan, who hadn't looked up.

Song Wenxi barely squeezed back to his seat: "I said it was an allergy."

Everyone laughed, Wenxi looked at the scarf on the back of the chair, feeling a little depressed.Just after turning on the computer, Lao Song called.

He didn't come home last night, and Wenxi, who has always been sensible, didn't even make a phone call. Of course, the father had to come and ask.

"Oh, Dad. I'm fine, last night—" He glanced around, the group was listening to him on the phone with bated breath, "I slept at a friend's house because it was too late."

Suddenly, everyone let out a tidy booing sound, and at the same time heard Ruoyan throw the pen on the table, making a "pop".

Hang up the phone, and those people who are eager to get the latest information gather around again. On days without schedules and stress, these people like to let themselves go like this.

"Editor Song, which friend's house did you sleep at?"

Wenxi pretended to tidy up her desk: "Curiosity killed the cat, don't inquire about other people's affairs."

"It's been three years since you came to the magazine. Which of us has a significant other? Don't we all post on Moments to show our affection, invite guests, and introduce you to get in? You ate a lot of our meals, but when it's your turn, you hide Tuck it in, do you not want to pay for the dinner, or are you afraid that your girlfriend will lose a piece of meat if we meet?"

If this group of people doesn't give a letter of approval, they will definitely not let him go today, so I have to keep them safe first: "When the time comes, I will introduce you to get to know each other."

Ruoyan admitted what she meant, and the jealousy in her heart suddenly rose.After spending so much time on my own, it's not as good as a little slut outside.

Colleagues disagreed: "What is timing? When you know each other, it is called timing. Show us."

"Yeah, I'm so curious. Those who can hook up with our editor Song are not ordinary characters. Or, make an exception, we come to treat, and you are responsible for bringing the girlfriend over?"

Wenxi just said, wait a little longer.No matter how much everyone pestered him next, he would not open his mouth.

After get off work at night, Ruoyan stopped him at the door.

Wenxi saw that she was not smiling, and didn't want to provoke her to explode, so she followed to the back of a building cooperatively.

"Are you in love?"

Wenxi nodded.

Ruoyan smiled self-deprecatingly: "I really want to see what kind of girl can attract you? Compared with her, where is my inferiority? Background, beauty, or money?"

"Don't guess." Seeing Ruoyan's unwillingness and stubbornness, he said, "You are good in everything, but you are not suitable for me. That's all I can say. I only hope that we can still be friends, and we can be friends." I hope you can find your own happiness."

Ruoyan blushed and asked: "What is happiness? For me, I can only be happy if I am with you! Honestly, what is it that I am not worthy of you?!"

"I already have someone I like, no matter what you say, you can't change this. They are all adults, I don't want to say more. And no matter what you say now, it is hurting you, so don't be persistent anymore .”

Wenxi turned and left, leaving Ruoyan crying against the wall.Wenxi heard the crying and didn't look back.In his view, since one wants to cut off a person's thoughts, one should do so.He didn't notice that there was still a person standing in the corner, and when he saw Wenxi walking away, he unconsciously clenched his hands into fists and clenched them tightly.

At dinner, Lao Song also saw the bruises on Wenxi's neck, but as soon as his son's eyes came back, he avoided them.

But he still couldn't suppress his curiosity, and after taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he asked, "Is your friend okay?"

Wenxi said casually, "It's okay."

Lao Song put down his chopsticks, and said earnestly, "Wenxi, Dad is from here. When you grow up, it's time to have a girlfriend. Tell me anything, don't be embarrassed."

Wenxi put a mouthful of rice in his mouth and chewed slowly, thinking: To tell you the truth, you can't pass out from anger.

"No, just a friend."

Lao Song carried forward the demeanor of an open-minded parent: "As long as you like it, Dad will like it. Bring it here and show it to us, and don't force you to get married. Just getting to know each other, isn't it good to be familiar?"

Wenxi poked rice grains with chopsticks: "Dad, don't worry about it. I will bring it when I want to."

Lao Song was overjoyed: "Really?"

"Really, don't be so impatient, okay?"

Lao Song readily agreed, not knowing that his son's words were just perfunctory.However, Wenxi thought, one day, he will bring a girl back, when Yu Hang wants to start a family and start a business.If it does come then...

Before the meal was finished, there was a knock on the door.Wenxi said, "Aunt Zhang is here again."

When he opened the door, he saw Wen Ya's mother and daughter standing straight outside the door.Seeing her old father, Wen Ya burst into tears, even Dodo burst into tears.

Wenxi got up hurriedly, and saw that her sister was dragging a big box behind her, unlike her usual appearance of just avoiding the limelight.

Carrying Dodo in, Wen Ya let her younger brother drag the box in, sat down at the table by herself, and continued to cry.

Lao Song closed the door, and seeing that his daughter could not speak, he asked Dodo.The child seemed to be terrified, sobbing and unable to speak clearly, only said that there was an aunt, and Dad didn't want us anymore.

Wenxi probably figured out what was going on, first washed the child's face and mouth, cleaned her up, and let her watch cartoons in the grandfather's room.When she came to the living room again, Wenya had stopped crying, but she still faltered when speaking.

"Your brother-in-law said that he had to come to ask for a bill, and he was afraid that the person would renege on the bill. I happened to have a recording pen, so I asked him to put it in his briefcase and record the conversation. If I really need to go to court, I can leave a note." Evidence. He didn’t know how to use it, so I told him to press the switch and it would start recording. He said he knew. The next day, I packed her bag and saw that the light of the recorder was still on. I thought Check to see if it has been recorded, and the result—”

Wenya sobbed again, and pulled out several sheets of paper. Lao Song sat beside his daughter, patting her on the back lightly.

"As a result, he didn't go to ask for the debt at all that day. Instead, he recorded all the affair between him and that vixen! Dad—why is he like this, I do this for him, but he treats me like this?"

"What can you hear from the recording? Or find out—"

Wen Ya stared at her younger brother: "Who said there was something wrong with him back then, and now it's the same again!"

"Who didn't believe it back then?"

"Last time it was your one-sided statement, but now the evidence is convincing. The voices of the two officers were recorded, and the woman shamelessly said that the cover was worn crookedly! In broad daylight, she did this in the office. Now I finally know why every day He is not tired of going out early and returning home late, so he is doing such dirty things. Dad, why are our lives so hard—"

Being dragged into the water by his daughter for no reason, Lao Song had no choice but to wipe away his tears silently.

Wenxi waited for her sister to calm down, and asked, "Is that girl's name Lin Qiao?"

Wen Ya's eyes widened: "How do you know?"

Of course Wenxi can't say that her brother-in-law treats that woman as a treasure, and picks her up after class rain or shine, otherwise, Wenya will probably kill her immediately with red eyes, and just say: "Yu Hang knows her, so I tricked her last time, I always feel that her boyfriend is a bit like my brother-in-law."

Wen Ya gritted her teeth resentfully: "Shameless thing!"

"You came out like this, brother-in-law didn't say anything?"

"What did you say? At first I denied it, but then I couldn't deny it, so I stood up and said that he did this, what's wrong? Isn't it normal for men to have these things? After a while, the mother came, just started Thinking that I was making trouble for no reason, after listening to the recording to her, I softened for a while, and soon turned to my son. I was anxious to argue with her. She said, just like you, you can’t cook, you can’t speak, you just know how to talk to your son all day long. Husband, what man is willing to live with you! He only thinks of going out to find a woman now, I am too late! Listen, what kind of mother can teach what kind of son, I was going to throw Dodo to them, They didn't want it, so they took the children out with them."

Wenxi glanced at the child in the room. The child had forgotten the temporary worries and was watching TV quietly.Thinking of pushing the child into a helpless situation because of the quarrel between the adults, Wenxi felt annoyed.Thinking of this, he didn't want to get married again.Perhaps marriage can soothe his father's heart, but it's really not good. Like Wen Ya, Lao Song will only be more sad.

Dad brought the washbasin and asked Wenya to wash her face.After washing, advise her not to be sad.This usually meek man said with a firm attitude: "It's really irreversible, you and Dodo live here, make your house more lively. Even if you divorce, it's not your fault, don't cry anymore."

Wen Ya tried to nod her head.

The night dipped up and covered the window lattice.Wenxi was lying on the bed. Just now, my sister was on the phone next door, talking about something, but now there is no movement.The doubts that had been put aside for so long in my heart were confirmed, and while hurting, I also felt relieved.No matter what, she got the truth and didn't have to struggle with the man's lies.