What happened in the summer of 2020

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In the morning, a certain person and I woke up almost at the same time.

The cute little duck is crooked among us.

In bright light, this is a bit out of place.

After all, we are both 60 years old combined.

How did time go by so fast?

We wash up quickly, drive back to my apartment first, and change into work clothes.

One said: Take an extra set and put it in my spare.

I thought it made sense, so I packed a set and put it in his car.

The road from my home to the company was particularly congested, and I was a few minutes late when I arrived at the company, but it was okay, I didn’t meet anyone from the company in the elevator.

I'm usually used to arriving at the company a little earlier.

It was rare to be the last one to enter the office today, and all the colleagues in the department stared at me in unison.

I think they shouldn't be able to see that I've been attacked.

The colleague next to me asked me in a low voice: This is the first time you are so late.

I said: I was a little tired yesterday and overslept.

She said: What are you doing, are you still tired on the weekend?

Emmm... Cooking soup, reading magazines, drinking tea, I said: fitness.

Even after resting all day yesterday, my body is still a little tired.

Maybe too much rest?After staring at the computer for a while, I want to close my eyes and rest my mind. I always want to find a comfortable posture to stay there, but I just don’t feel as energetic as usual.

Finally, when it was lunch break, my colleagues all went downstairs to eat. I told someone on WeChat that I wanted to lie down on the table and have a rest.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep.

I don't usually take a nap.

When I woke up, I couldn't tell what time it was.

Looking at the phone, there is a message from a certain person, saying that he bought lunch and put it in the tea room.

But, it's time to go to work.

Although the company is not too strict, I think it is not appropriate to eat during working hours.

When I am busy with work, I am not so hungry.

Contracts are still coming in during the peak season.

A certain contract brought back from Jiangsu had the other party's personalized clauses and the amount was relatively large. When someone from the business department brought it over for review, a colleague suggested revisions.

After a while, my landline rang, and it was a certain person who asked me to go to his office.

I got to know the colleague who reviewed it just now, and she said that the provisions on jurisdiction in the disputed clauses are in Jiangsu, and it is not a big problem if the other party disagrees with the revision.

I go to a certain office.

He sat me down and closed the door.

I said: Are you talking about the contract you brought back?

He shook his head and said: I am fighting with the other party to change it.

Then, he took out a paper bag from behind the desk, and I immediately smelled the Shaanxi noodle restaurant.

He said: I just went to the tea room to warm it up, you can eat it here.

ah?It would be too embarrassing to be bumped into by a colleague.

He said: Don't you like to eat at my table?

This refers to the last time I left the wipes behind, I said: At that time, there was no one in the company, and the whole floor was mine.

He said: Are you still uncomfortable with me?

Hmph, that's not the case. I opened the bag and saw that it was Roujiamo, and it was easy to eat.

He got up and picked up the two dumbbells in the corner.

I eat meat buns.

He lifts dumbbells.

Outside the frosted glass are the busy figures of colleagues in the business department.

This turned out to be the feeling of making small moves behind the scenes!

A certain one flexes its muscles in front of my eyes.

Unable to withstand the temptation, I stretched out my hand to touch him, and his muscles actually moved.

I was shocked, and the meat of the Roujiamo fell out.

I said: You gave me a new password idea.

He said: What password?

I said: how about fitness?Great for cover as a secret code.

He said: Not bad, go to my gym tonight.

I said: Practice by yourself tonight, my injury is not healed yet.

He said: How about going out for a stroll?See an exhibition or something.

I said: I'm too tired, what can I do on my stomach?Except fitness.

He said: Then go to the bath and massage.

I think it will work.

After eating the Roujiamo in a hurry, I went back to the office.

Thinking about getting off work for fun, my heart was a little turbulent again.

Obviously I refuse to "fitness", but when I think of bathing and massage, I feel a little dreamy.

I really hope that the body can quickly return to the state of doing whatever it wants.

Stop!

What am I thinking!

Obviously, the pain was so painful that I wanted to regret it before, but I started to think about the faint feeling of happiness before it was good.

I quickly pulled my thoughts back to work.

But the more I want to suppress it, the more difficult it is to restrain it. Even the more I drink water, the thirstier I become.

I ran to the bathroom and was about to wash my face when I heard footsteps approaching, so I hid in the inner compartment. (I don't know why I hide)

Back against the cold stainless steel partition.

I heard that there was a certain person among the few people who came in.

Several people were working at the same time, and there was the sound of rushing water.

I actually heard which burst of water sound came from someone.

Uh, why am I identifying this sound?

Is there a little devil living in my heart!

My nose also sensitively captured a certain unique smell, which reminded me of his quilt and his pectoral muscles.

This, how is this fat four?

Why did you suddenly start daydreaming?

Could it be that a certain guy tampered with the roujiamo?

I began to make up some indecent novel plots in my brain.

A certain sound of water finally stopped.

I heard several of them talking.

Only a certain sound really enters my eardrums, and all other sounds are noise-cancelled.

They should be talking about smoking, because a certain person said that he is controlling the frequency recently.

Finally, the footsteps left.

Quiet.

I hurried out of it, flushed my face again, and took a few deep breaths in the mirror.

The reverie was finally suppressed by the mirror.

When I returned to the office, I usually read the contract twice, but now I have to read it three or four times to get it into my mind.

It can't go on like this.

I really want to work out.

It's not a secret code, it's real fitness, like running, to purify your heart.

I feel that if I go to the bath and massage after get off work, then I will definitely continue to think about it.

I have a weird idea that it's not good for your health to keep having that kind of distracting thoughts in your head, but it doesn't matter if you actually do it.

So I sent a WeChat message to a certain person: Let’s take a bath another day, I’m going home after get off work.

A certain sent an unhappy Shiba Inu.

I said: If I recover well, maybe I can work out tomorrow night.

The unhappy Shiba Inu instantly turned into a doge waving a carrot and dancing.

Lying on the bed to rest at night, the sense of security at home allows me to think about it without any scruples.

What the hell happened to me during the day?

I would love to find a personal consultation.

In fact, I discovered very early that our body has many secrets, which are turned a blind eye by science.

Including the magical quilt before, and the sudden uncontrollable urge to move today, I really want to talk to people. Although this kind of life experience may not be universal, I think talking with others may be inspiring.

But whom?

Who can absorb my secrets like a black hole?

I clicked on the small software and sent a message to the mysterious person: My body had a wonderful experience recently.

I think this news is very tempting, and it will definitely arouse the interest of the mysterious person.

However, the mysterious man has been offline.