The Prosperous Years of Wang Xiaohuo

In fact, he has been constantly torturing his soul. He has a happy family, a satisfactory job, a beautiful wife, and well-behaved children. All of these are so perfect in the eyes of outsiders. Logically, he should think I am very satisfied, but why do I always feel depressed and lonely in the dead of night?

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This is me, a 32-year-old man, at the age of the most passionate and burning in his life, but why is his expression dull at this time, his eyes are confused, and stubble has appeared on the place where he just shaved this morning on his white chin, Touching it, I couldn't help but ask myself: "Are you old?"

The shirt covered with his wife's tears was tightly stuck to her chest, as if her sad monologue lingered in her heart, hugging her trembling shoulders, even Wang Xiaohuo didn't know how he gritted his teeth and survived at that time, he couldn't explain it, All the answers can only be buried where others cannot touch.

"You are too cruel!" Wang Xiaohuo yelled inwardly at himself in the mirror.

The figure in the mirror smiled coldly.

"You're so heartless!" he continued.

The mirror blurred, the figure began to distort, and a familiar face quietly emerged.

Staring at the mirror, Wang Xiaohuo shouted angrily and unwillingly: "For so many years, why do you keep pestering me, why do you always refuse to let go, why do you always make my life worse than death!"

"I have already left, and you are the one who can't extricate yourself!" The face in the mirror replied flatly.

His eyes were as deep as ever, like a spread net and he was a dying fish caught in the net.

"Let me go!" Wang Xiaohuo cried weakly.

"Let you go? How did I ever exist?" The human face gradually disappeared, leaving only Wang Xiaohuo's tearful and sad expression.

"Dong dong" the door of the bathroom was knocked lightly twice.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xiaohuo closed his eyes and asked as calmly as possible.

"Xiao Huo, haven't washed it yet? I'm going to sleep first!" The wife replied outside.

Wang Xiaohuo responded.

Turning on the nozzle, hot water poured down from head to toe. Standing in it, he tightly closed his eyes.

He has been trying to forget the past for so many years, but the scenes in his memory are always unfolding inadvertently. He tries hard to get rid of it, but the final result can only make him deeper and deeper and unable to extricate himself.

"Hello! Is this the Department of Political Science and Engineering?" Wang Xiaohuo asked with a smile on his face standing at the door.

"Who are you?" A middle-aged woman sitting at the door looked up and asked with several tables neatly arranged in the room.

"My name is Wang Xiaohuo, and I'm here to report today." Wang Xiaohuo hastily identified himself.

"Welcome, welcome! Come in!" The other party stood up and greeted enthusiastically.

"This is my letter of introduction!" Carefully took out the certificate from his shirt pocket, and handed it up with both hands.

After receiving the letter of introduction, the other party did not open it, held it in his hand, and said with a smile: "I heard that a college student will be allocated this year. Everyone guessed what kind of person it would be. I didn't expect to see it first."

The other party's tone was kind, and his attitude was completely different from the serious scene he imagined, so Wang Xiaohuo felt awkward.

The other party observed his words and saw that his face was turning red, knowing that he was embarrassed, and immediately explained: "It's nothing else, don't feel uncomfortable."

"No." Wang Xin smiled slightly at her.

"My surname is Xiong, and I'm in charge of the political engineering department. I should have gone through the work procedures for you immediately, but the company still has a deputy manager in charge. According to the procedure, I should report to him. You can sit here for the time being, and I will go now. find him."

"Trouble Section Chief Xiong!" Wang Xiaohuo said gratefully.

Watching the other party leave, Wang Xiaohuo looked around, there were four tables, except for the one where Section Chief Xiong was sitting, there were three left, all of which were neatly arranged with items but no one was there.What kind of people would they be?Wang Xiaohuo guessed.

There was a long mahogany sofa on the left beside him, and Wang Xiaohuo didn't dare to sit on it, because he didn't want to give others the impression that he didn't care about etiquette when he reported for duty on the first day.

An old-fashioned quartz clock hung on the wall, ticking and vibrating.

"Eight twenty-five." Staring at the time, Wang Xiaohuo thought gratifiedly, the time was just right, neither too early nor too late, it seemed that all plans for today were off to a good start.

"Still standing? Why don't you sit on a chair next to you?" Just as he was lost in thought, Section Chief Xiong's voice came from the door.

"It's the same as standing. Thank you!" Wang Xiaohuo turned around and said.

"Come with me, the manager said he wanted to see you."

"See me?" Wang Xiaohuo's mood suddenly became tense, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he murmured secretly.

Quickly followed Section Chief Xiong, not daring to look around, came to a room, the door was ajar, Section Chief Xiong pushed the door open and said, "Manager Ouyang, someone brought you here."

"Oh." Only a simple answer, full of magnetism, Wang Xiaohuo originally lowered his head, but at this moment he couldn't help but look up.

"It's you?" Seeing the person sitting at the opposite desk, he couldn't help blurting out.

The other party was also obviously surprised, and said with a smile, "Why can't it be me?"

"You know each other?" Chief Xiong asked curiously, looking at the two of them.

Wang Xiaohuo blushed, and hurriedly explained: "I don't know."

The other party stared at his embarrassment with interest, and said with a smile: "I almost crashed a car this morning, and I still remember it deeply."

"Crash? What do you mean?" Section Chief Xiong couldn't figure it out.

The other party stared at Wang Xiaohuo with a smile and said, "It was a car crash, don't you remember?"

"I, I..." Wang Xiaohuo wished he could dig a crack in the ground and chase after him, but he didn't know how to answer.

I didn't want to be long-winded, but because the story time jumps a bit, I don't know if friends can understand it. If you have any questions or opinions, please feed back to Wutong. Thank you very much!