cheongsam boy

In fact, when Gu Zhuo came here, it was already approaching the end of the new year, and he was also secretly thinking that if Song Rin was not busy with work, he would want to strike while the iron was hot and take him home for the New Year.But if Song Rin is busy with work, it is not impossible to accompany her in New York.

Gu Zhuo planned well, thinking that he had thought of all aspects.But he had done thousands of calculations, but he only missed his own situation.

There was a problem with the last batch of goods shipped by the company a year ago, and with Pan Ke's unauthorized embezzlement of public funds, the company's shareholders are now in a quarrel, and Gu Zhuo can no longer use the remote connection to handle official business.

Not long after the two of them revealed their feelings, it was the moment of deep affection. Coupled with Song Rin's illness, Gu Zhuo wished he could tie his pants to his belt all the time, so how could he be willing to leave, but the reality is that he cannot control select.

In fact, Song Rin was considerate and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, it had been so many years, and this Spring Festival couldn't be over, so it was meaningless to him. To a certain extent, he avoided and a little hated this kind of family reunion.

Because no matter which side he goes to, he looks like an outsider.

But Gu Zhuo obviously didn't think so. He felt that he didn't make the promise for a long time, and he didn't even accompany him during the Spring Festival. No matter how much Song Rin comforted her, it didn't work.

This emotion lasted until the day before Song Rin returned home.

Winter to spring.

Time flies and it will be the opening time of Gu Zhuo's first show as a designer, and the location is chosen in Beicheng, a major media province.

In order to be able to arrive as scheduled, Song Rin stayed up late for several days to catch up on the project summary report, and led the team to finish the final project.

Spring Davos World Economic Forum, Economic Zone.

Participants from companies from various countries were listening intently to the translation language coming from the earphones, but they didn't notice that a figure flashed out of the simultaneous interpretation box behind them.

There was no heating outside, and it was cold in the cold spring. Song Rin took a cashmere coat and hid in the compartment at the end of the corridor. His complexion was still serious, but his trembling hands betrayed his real situation now.

Here it is again, this time again, this time again.

The failure of the last summit kept flashing in Song Rin's mind, and all kinds of bad voices sounded intermittently in his ears, and they froze from his ears all the way to his limbs with a biting chill.

The medicine had already failed at this time, but unlike the previous situation, this time Song Rin had an unstoppable trump card.

With trembling hands, he dialed Gu Zhuo's phone, calling for help one after another.

After a few calls, the phone was connected, and Gu Zhuo's hoarse and low voice rang from the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter, bb?"

I don't know since when, Gu Zhuo didn't call Song Rin anymore, instead of Chief Song, he grabbed a BB and called.If this was normal, Song Rin would still feel shy and embarrassed when Gu Zhuo yelled like that, but now, when he is separated from the two countries and isolated and helpless, the sound of BB is injected into Song Rin like a powerful tranquilizer. In Rin's mind.

Song Rin's emotions suddenly rose, he finally didn't have to pretend anymore, and replied with puckered mouth: "Gu Zhuo, I'm afraid."

I'm afraid, because the choked and abrupt ending aroused the pain and numbness of my heart, Gu Zhuo heard the sound of turning on the light, and after he said something to transfer to the video, he hung up the phone, and the next second, a The video call came in.

On the other end of the video, the fog in Chuyang in Nancheng has not yet broken through, and Gu Zhuo obviously looks like he has just woken up, with an unshaven beard, and the loose hair on the back of his neck is restlessly raised.

But he didn't have time to pay attention to these. He stared at Song Rin nervously for a while, and after confirming that he was safe for the time being, he asked in a soft voice: "What's the matter, what are you afraid of? Have you taken your medicine?"

"I ate it, I ate it, but...but they don't work," Song Rin was wronged and pitiful, "I don't know, I'm just afraid, I'm afraid suddenly, and then those thoughts and voices come to me Yeah, idonknow, ijust...justcancorolmy, do you know, I started shaking again after this episode, my hands were shaking, my whole body was shaking, my back seemed to be frozen, it..."

As he spoke, Song Rin began to cry, and the frequency of his hand shaking was also increasing, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, as if his cerebellum had been damaged by someone, and all his body behaviors began to be out of control.

Song Rin's language is chaotic and disorderly, Chinese, Cantonese, English, French and German are randomly switched. Gu Zhuo can only get some information from intermittent, but no matter how difficult it is to understand, this is his true and unreserved confession.

After a few minutes, when Song Rin started repeating the same content again, Gu Zhuo interrupted gently.

He stared at Song Rin behind the screen and said, "BB, Song Rin, Chief Song, look at me, look at me."

Gu Zhuo said to look at me several times in succession before Song Rin focused his distracted eyes on his face.

Gu Zhuo controlled the computer and selected a soothing music from Song Rin's playlist. With the healing female voice, he touched Song Rin's eye sockets through the screen and said inductively.

"You know, don't you, Song Rin, you know exactly what you're afraid of, it's okay, just say it, I'll listen."

Gu Zhuo must have listened to Song Rin's playlist early in the morning, otherwise, how could he accurately select the song that can soothe Song Rin's emotions from more than 700 songs so quickly.

This is indeed the song Song Rin listened to to calm his emotions every time, and Gu Zhuo's persuasive and inducing voice sounded in his ears. cleared up my thoughts.

Song Rin wiped away the tears on her face, sniffed her nose and looked at Gu Zhuo: "Before I was suffering from depression, I made a serious translation error when I was translating a report at an international conference. In the end, it was remedied, but this was an intolerable mistake at work, and I was demoted and transferred back to China because of this."

Hearing Song Rin's state gradually stabilized, Gu Zhuo slowly relaxed his hand hidden under the table, but his face did not show. He murmured and continued to guide: "And then?"

Song Rin followed the guide: "Then today I will do the general translation of the Davos Economic Zone. I have finished the simultaneous interpretation, but as the chief, I will do the translation of the leaders' report next time. That is, it is the same as last time. The situation is the same, I started shaking again, you know, when I was doing simultaneous interpretation just now, I couldn’t remember the notes well, and I almost translated the last paragraph into French. My mind is very messed up, like I have a speech disorder It’s the same, all kinds of languages ​​are like singing operas in my mind, babbling... Gu Zhuo, Gu Zhuo, it’s time for me, I will be like last time again, I will make mistakes again.”

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo also grasped the main point of Song Rin's fear from this long passage - the psychological shadow caused by the last failure, accompanied by the onset of depression.

In fact, this is the first time that Gu Zhuo has faced Song Rin's depression after they have been together for so long. It is better than expected, but it is the first time anyway. Calm down, and use what you have learned as much as possible to spend time with Song Rin.

Gu Zhuo adjusted the camera angle: "Okay, BB, listen to me first, let me ask you, is there anything else in your mind besides the fear about this matter? Do you have... those bad thoughts?"

This badness has many meanings, not just those related to death.

Song Rin hesitated and struggled in a daze, he pursed his lips, but when he was about to answer no, Gu Zhuo suddenly opened his mouth.

Song Rin followed the prestige, and saw Gu Zhuo sitting at the table with deep eyes, which seemed to be able to penetrate the screen and reach Song Rin's heart.

His voice was low and hoarse: "Don't lie, Song Rin, don't lie, have you?"

After asking this question, the two of them fell into an oppressive silence through the screen.

The silence lasted for several minutes before Gu Zhuo heard Song Rin's "yes" squeezed out of his teeth.

Song Lin lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at Gu Zhuo: "I want to sleep, Gu Zhuo, I want to sleep, it's the kind that can't sleep without feeling any pain or harm, and then never wakes up again Come."

Although this is not as harmful as the behavior of self-mutilation, it is straight to death, and it is practical. Sleeping pills, excessive hallucinations, etc. can all be used.

A lot flashed through Gu Zhuo's mind, and he immediately went to check Song Rin's medicines. Fortunately, he was more lethargic when he had an attack, and the doctor didn't prescribe him any tranquilizers.

Gu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief. He calmed down his emotions first, and then asked, "When will you report that the translation will start?"

Song Rin glanced at the time: "About two to three shifts, about 45 minutes."

"Okay, then go to bed now," Gu Zhuo said decisively.

Song Rin was so shocked by these words that he couldn't recover for a moment, he looked at Gu Zhuo blankly, and whispered in disbelief: "What?"

"I said you go to sleep," Gu Zhuo gave Song Rin a relieved smile, "Look, the sofa behind you should be just long enough for you to lie on your back, and there is a blanket beside it, so it's just right for sleeping, isn't it?"

"But I can't sleep...I'll have more later..."

"I'm calling you, I'm calling you in advance," Gu Zhuo closed the curtain behind him, and through the screen, he created a comfortable sleeping scene in front of Song Rin's eyes, "Don't worry about BB, leave it to me, you just have to rest assured Sleeping on the couch is a brief escape from the world, from the emotions in your head."

Song Rin didn't know how she fell asleep, maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine, or it might be because Gu Zhuo's coaxing voice was too sweet, in short, Song Rin fell asleep on the sofa with a pillow and a coat .

He thought he could only squint for a while, but surprisingly, he fell into a deep sleep, and finally Gu Zhuo yelled continuously for several minutes before waking Song Rin up.

Song Rin was still a little dazed when he first woke up, but after he was fully awake, he suddenly realized that his trembling had disappeared unconsciously, and all the chaotic thoughts and voices in his head and ears had been sorted out.

Except for the sore eye sockets, Song Rin didn't feel any discomfort.

Gu Zhuo looked at his unbelievable blank expression, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, "Give yourself a short time to escape in the future, in fact, the more anxious you are to face many things, the more you do it. not good."

Having said that, Gu Zhuo suddenly changed his subject, and said in a serious and solemn manner: "However, escaping is escaping, and after escaping, you still have to face things. Song Rin, you slept for about 35 minutes, and you have 10 minutes left .I hope, and I believe, that you will pick up from where you fell."

Hearing Gu Zhuo's words, Song Rin suddenly came back to his senses, remembering what he was going to face later.

In fact, in his more than ten years of professional career, he has done no less than dozens of translations for reports like this, and he has come here with tens of thousands of people, not to mention that there are only a few thousand people in this district.

It's just that the scene of the last mistake was so profound that he has now fallen into a vicious circle of self-denial.

Song Rin began to tremble a little again: "Gu Zhuo, I... I may not be able to do anything, the scene is too similar, as long as I think of facing so many people, and may even make another mistake in front of so many people, I will..."

"Then we don't face so many people," Gu Zhuo zoomed in on the camera, his whole face occupied Song Rin's screen and his sight, "Then we don't face so many people, Song Rin, you Read it for me, and you only read it for me, in this way, no matter whether you succeed or make mistakes, it’s just the two of us.”

At this time, the voice of a colleague came from outside the door, reminding Song Rin that the exchange meeting was over and it was his turn to go on stage to report and translate.

Gu Zhuo smiled at Song Rin: "Go, my Chief Song, I mute, you quietly bring me up on stage in your pocket, and then just read it for me alone."

48. Ginger Red