The Prosperous Years of Wang Xiaohuo

In the early morning, facing the bright morning sun, the car bells were buzzing all the way, shuttling through the streets and alleys, and the passers-by were in a hurry, mixed with them, Wang Xiaohuo felt the persistent enthusiasm for life held in everyone's hearts, and he sighed: "This It is life, bitter and sweet, but it always makes people strive for it, never stop for the future, and for the ideal."

It was still early before work time at the unit. After walking the long stairs, facing the silent corridor, the signboard hanging above each door was shaking leisurely by the wind.

Standing at the stairs, Wang Xiaohuo quietly savored everything in front of him, "My future is about to unfold here." Silently thinking.

At this time, when there was a burst of footsteps from the end of the corridor, I looked up and saw that the road to Encounter was really narrow. As the figure of Manager Ouyang came into view, this word quickly flashed in my mind.

"Always appearing at an inappropriate time!" Wang Xiaohuo muttered annoyedly, although he was not sure if he had noticed him, but subconsciously planned to retreat from the crossing to the stairs.

"Wang Xiaohuo!" There was a loud cry from the other side of the corridor.

"Unlucky!" Wang Xiaohuo sighed helplessly, so he had to pretend to be nonchalant and greeted him with a smile on his face, "It's so early for the manager?"

"Why do you want to run when you see me?" Manager Ouyang asked with a smile, holding a mop in his hand.

"The eyes are sharp." Thinking to himself, he replied duplicity: "How could it be?"

The glass on the window reflected the bright sunlight onto the other person's face, his handsome face exuded a charming luster, there were a few fine wrinkles at the corners of his brows and eyes, and his elegant demeanor revealed a bit of fortitude, especially when the smile was half-smile A pair of deep eyes seemed to pierce Wang Xiaohuo's heart at once, forcing his heart to beat faster and making him feel guilty, so he could only dodge embarrassingly.

"No key?" Manager Ouyang pursed his lips and changed the subject.

"Yes." Wang Xiaohuo didn't know why he was timid, was it just because he was the leader?

"What should I do? I don't have a door key for the political engineering department here." His voice paused for only two seconds, and he continued: "Anyway, it's okay, you can go to the boiler room to fetch two bottles of boiling water for me, and I'll finish mopping the floor. "

Looking at the back of him when he turned around to get the water bottle, Wang Xiaohuo felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart. Although he tried his best to hate him, but deep down in his heart, he was full of inexplicable affection for him, or more precisely, Should be curious.Accidentally discovering this, Wang Xiaohuo was very shocked and even a little frightened. The reason for his fear was beyond his comprehension, so that when he took the water bottle from the other party, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Didn't eat in the morning?" Manager Ouyang shrank his hands back and asked.

"Eat, have eaten!" Wang Xiaohuo replied hesitantly.

"Why are your hands shaking? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Maybe it's because I was riding too fast just now, and I'm not used to it now." Wang Xiaohuo lied and tried to cover up.

"Is that so?" Manager Ouyang handed over the water bottle suspiciously.

Quickly took it, Wang Xiaohuo asked: "Where is the boiler room?"

"Come here, I'll show you!" He poked his head out from the half-open window next to his body, stretched out his arm and pointed to the corner on the north side of the building, "It's on the corner of the yard, see that? "

Wang Xiaohuo took two steps closer and was planning to imitate his movement to see. Just as he approached, a faint scent of soap hit his nostrils. He involuntarily glanced at the person who was only a few feet away from him. He was wearing a light blue shirt and a dark blue shirt. Gray trousers, under the neckline, there are traces of sweat from work, and green stubble grows from the temples to the chin on the white cheeks.

Wang Xiaohuo's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to get too close.

"Why don't you come over and identify the place?" Manager Ouyang urged through the glass window.

"No, you can see it from this angle." Wang Xiaohuo took two steps back in panic.

"What are you hiding from? I'm not that scary!" Seeing his panicked expression, Manager Ouyang withdrew his body and scolded with a smile.

"I'm going down." Wang Xiaohuo knew that it would be more embarrassing for him to stay any longer, so he turned around and left with the bottle in both hands.

"Hey, Wang Xiaohuo, why are you running so fast without answering my question?"

"There will be too many people later." Wang Xiaohuo replied in a hurry without looking back.

"What's the matter with me?" After leaving, Wang Xiaohuo couldn't help wondering, originally he was full of disgust for him, but in the end, he lost his position and became panicked.

"Don't be fooled by superficial phenomena!" Wang Xiaohuo tried his best to curb the flood of thoughts, and said to himself: "Wang Xiaohuo, don't forget what happened yesterday. Smash it, if it's just that he's occasionally friendly today, it's not a reason for you to forgive him!"

"Is it too extreme for me to think so?" Another voice sounded in the body: "Although he has some unforgivable things, so far, his attitude towards me can be regarded as polite. He is a stranger. There is no need for people to think about their own thoughts when they speak and act, not to mention that if they are leaders, they will openly make themselves wronged, and they can only swallow their own teeth if they knock out their teeth."

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohuo sighed helplessly, and comforted himself: "Forget it, I am not the only one in this world who is Ah Q, and life is not so easy for everyone." For a moment, his chest was filled with unspeakable desolation.

I have never realized how easy it is to learn an emotion, perhaps only inadvertently, the previously incomprehensible emotion is suddenly possessed by people, and it is so strong, like the scorching sun in the sky, so hot that people dare not To touch but to have to touch.