cheongsam boy

In the middle of the night, the CBD building outside the window is still brightly lit, as if wrapped in strips of warm yellow lights.In the early morning of New York, there will never be a shortage of carnival and busy people.

The light and darkness outside the window reflected Song Rin's silhouette on the glass window. He was wearing earphones and a blue turtleneck sweater. His face was mottled with tears, but his hands on the keyboard never stopped, even Even the voice of speaking is smooth and quiet.

Qi Jaw's sweater collar was already soaked in a large area, even though there was heating in the room, it was still wet and cold on the skin, Song Rin moved uncomfortably, and finally there was some emotion between his eyebrows and eyes.

He glanced at the time. It was past three o'clock in the morning, and the emergency meeting had been going on for more than four hours.

Just as Song Rin was thinking, Shu Ya's faint voice called him back to God.He wiped away his tears and asked in a choked voice.

Shu Ya's beautiful voice is very comfortable, accompanied by the sound of writing: "Both Monterey and Newcastle have given a reply, allowing us to start a continuation side project in the past. But the time is very tight, if we send people from both sides In the past, starting from [-]:[-] p.m. today, there are only two groups of simultaneous interpreters left on our side, who will be in charge of six international high flips and eight summit exchanges.”

"Then we can't go to both parties, not to mention the manpower problem, even the simplest funds are not enough." Song Rin made a decision immediately, he blew his nose, and adjusted his tone to a teasing tone, "Both parties are I can’t make a decision on my own, but I remember that most of the people in the team graduated from Monterey or Newcastle. That’s it, I’ll give you an hour to make a simple decision. The competitive advantage case, we will decide together when the time comes.”

Of course, it was decided that the partner cannot rely on such a hasty advantage plan. The real purpose of Song Rin's words was to give everyone a rest time. The people in the team also understood, and after a few jokes, they all shut down , to temporarily escape from this high-pressure meeting.

The moment he pressed the microphone off button, the mask on Song Rin's face collapsed in an instant. He clenched his teeth tightly, but the uncontrollable sobs still escaped from his throat.

Originally, after get off work in the afternoon, he had taken medicine to take a rest, but the medicine had just begun to take effect when Shu Ya called. An urgent document was sent from the external communication department, and they needed to be translated before the temporary meeting. come out.

At that time, there were less than 12 hours before the interim meeting, but the document was more than 100 pages long, with dense text lined up on both sides.

With no choice, Song Rin could only endure the side effects of drowsiness and nausea, got up from bed to contact team members, and called an emergency meeting.It was already very late at that time, and the members lived in different places, some even lived in the suburbs. It was really unsafe for them to rush over, so they had to choose a conference call.

But fortunately, it was a conference call, so I just had to keep my voice steady, otherwise Song Rin really couldn't explain the unstoppable tears.Suppressing emotions, studying and working as usual, etc., are already considered basic operations for Song Rin, after all, he has been doing this for more than ten years.

Uncontrollable tears, this is Song Rin's natural reaction to excessive emotional depression. From the meeting to now, he has been crying for almost three hours, and there are even red spots around his eyes.

Song Rin wiped away her tears, got up and went to the closet to change into a sweater, and then applied a wet towel around her eyes.Tears are still flowing uncontrollably, but the emotions have not been eased in any way.

Song Rin looked at the night scene outside the window, the festive Chinese red flashed on the lights in Times Square, and even a model of a big red blessing knot was erected on the Manhattan River in the distance.

Before you know it, more than two months have passed, and the Spring Festival is coming.As expected, there was no time to go back.

Song Rin took the phone, and the news on WeChat has already reached 99+. Everyone is happily preparing for the New Year's Eve and sharing interesting stories about going home. Song Rin casually glanced at it. There are no more private messages.

As expected, but for some reason, tears began to flood again.Song Rin quickly wiped away her tears, and then followed suit with congratulatory sentences from several work groups and family groups.

But just when he was about to quit, his finger accidentally slid down, and the little red dot in Gu Zhuo's chat box bumped into his eyes at this moment.

Looking at the chat box, Song Rin was stunned for a moment, and the tears in his eyes gradually receded. With his eyes slowly clearing up, he clicked on the chat box.

——Gu Zhuo: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

——Gu Zhuo: Today is the final finishing touch, and next Monday, the clothes will be sent to Beicheng.

——Gu Zhuo: That is February 28th.

There is a time interval display bar between the last two messages, which can be seen to be added on purpose.And Song Rin is very clear about what Gu Zhuo's intention of emphasizing time is.

In the past two months, there has been no contact between the two. Gu Zhuo would often send him some pictures related to cheongsam, and would also carefully ask him if he was doing well in New York and if he was busy.Song Rin will answer patiently and praise, and sometimes she will give some suggestions to the cheongsam when she relaxes.

The two got along like ordinary friends, and neither of them mentioned the past.

But as the day of the catwalk approached, Gu Zhuo became a little anxious, and in the recent chats, he often had some hints about the date.

This is not annoying, on the contrary, Song Rin feels distressed and guilty every time she sees it.

Song Rin's heart ached, he took off the towel, and just about to raise his hand to type, but suddenly froze when he pressed it.After a moment of silence, he deleted all of them again, and then typed out the words after consideration.

——Song Rin: This cheongsam is so beautiful that it is unreal, and it will definitely make people's eyes shine when the time comes.

I don't know what kind of radar Gu Zhuo has installed, no matter when Song Rin sends him a message, he can reply immediately, and this time is no exception.

——Gu Zhuo: What about this one?

——Gu Zhuo: [Picture]

Song Rin clicked on the picture, and when he pressed the button to view the original picture, the cheongsam on the picture instantly amazed his eyes.

The bright light hits the enamel blue satin, and the hand-embroidered gilt flowers seem to come alive, wrapping around the waistline and wrapping the entire upper body. The colors are gorgeous, not tacky, but magnificent and proud.The fine colored diamonds lined up on the collar add an elegant touch, coupled with the bell tassels with high side slits, the whole cheongsam is enough to attract people's hearts just by putting it there.

Song Rin knew that Gu Zhuo could make the cheongsam beautiful and flattering, but he really didn't expect that Gu Zhuo could make this cheongsam to such an unmatched level.

Song Rin was both shocked and delighted. He repeatedly zoomed in and out of the picture, moved it left and right, and looked at it carefully for a long time before remembering to send Gu Zhuo a message.But as a language learner, he didn't know what words to use to describe it at this moment. After thinking for a long time, he could only send a few more beautiful words and exclamation points to express his indescribable excitement.

——Gu Zhuo: As long as you are satisfied.

——Gu Zhuo: By the way, is it convenient for you now? There will inevitably be color differences in the photos. Let me show you the video.

——Gu Zhuo: I happen to have some details to discuss with you.

Gu Zhuo sent three messages in a row, without any gaps in between. The meaning of the words was ironic, but there was a soft-hearted grievance between the lines.

How could Song Rin refuse such a Gu Zhuo? What's more, the two haven't seen each other for more than two months. It would be a lie to say that they don't miss each other. How can just sending messages be compared to meeting each other, even through the screen? See, that's good too.

Song Rin didn't think much, and directly dialed a video, but unexpectedly, Gu Zhuo hung up.Song Rin looked at the interface that showed that he had hung up, and was at a loss for a while, but when he was in a daze, Gu Zhuo called back.

Song Rin raised his eyebrows puzzled, but still pushed the green button to connect.

The interface jumps, and before a clear picture is displayed, Gu Zhuo apologized in a panic and said it first.

"I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, my hands slipped, and I pressed the reject button. I didn't mean to hang up, really."

The camera over there was also shaking with the sound, and it took a long time until he finished speaking before finally fixed.

Song Rin carefully looked at Gu Zhuo in the camera. It was already evening in China. Gu Zhuo was sitting in the car wearing a suit. He probably just got off work. The sunset outside the window flowed on Gu Zhuo's side face, adding a little bit to his silhouette. The beauty of Impressionism.

Song Rin felt relieved for no reason, and his brows and eyes seemed to be softened by the scenery.He smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's the same as you dialed."

"Well, that's good, but I still have to explain formally," Gu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked up at Song Rin, and was about to continue talking, but when he saw his red eyes, he frowned suddenly. He opened his mouth to ask, but he turned his mouth abruptly.

Gu Zhuo's tone was low and slow, and he tentatively asked softly: "Song Lin, you...are you not in a good mood?"

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