He can play whatever I like

"Hua Shang's case is a lipstick series, so our series of advertisements have to follow their pace. Although there is still a period of time before the launch of the next new product, it is not possible to mess around."

Although Mr. Zhao's voice was not too loud, his tone was very serious. There seemed to be an echo in the closed doors and windows of the boss's office, giving people an almost deafening illusion.

"Zou Yun, this is the fifth time your design plan has been called back. Have you really communicated and reflected on it?"

Zou Yun still stood on the side with his head lowered as usual, where and who he was scolding may not make any difference to him, anyway, he just needs to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I will, I will take it seriously."

"I think you haven't been in a good mood lately—" Mr. Zhao put down the teacup at hand, looked at Zou Yun's pale face, "If you have any problems with your body, I can give you a day off and go to the hospital for a proper checkup."

Zou Yun straightened his back and tried his best to hold back the overwhelming feeling in his stomach, "No, no, thank you, for your concern."

Unlike Liu Feng, Zhao is always the boss of the company, so he doesn't need to use Zou Yun as a punching bag; probably no one wants to face a dejected and sickly face all the time.

He quickly waved his hand and issued the order to evict the guest, "Go back and think about it."

Zou Yun nodded and bowed politely, and when he turned to open the door, he heard Mr. Zhao's voice behind him saying: "If you really can't handle the current work, I will consider handing over the case to Liu Feng again."

He didn't answer any more, turned around and exited the room, just walked a few steps with his head down, when he was almost hit by someone.

"Do you really think you can replace my brother-in-law?"

He heard a familiar voice, with a strange tinge of yin and yang, and when he looked up, it was indeed Fang Bin.

"Do you know what it means to be unworthy of virtue this time?" Fang Bin pouted his lips in disgust when he saw Zhou Yun looking up, turned around and gave Zhou Yun a blank look before leaving, "Look at your ugly face——"

Zou Yun didn't reply, but raised his hand blankly to touch his face.

He didn't want to talk, and after walking back to his work station, he took out his mobile phone and sent Yao Qi a WeChat message——

- do I look particularly bad?

Yao Qi sat in his seat, looked up at the person sitting next to him who wanted to send WeChat messages with him, and threw a makeup mirror over.

The makeup mirror fell on the table and bounced off, Zou Yun lowered his head, just in time to see himself in the mirror.

In the past, he didn't think he was very good-looking, at least he couldn't compare with Xiao Sa's unforgettable beauty, but since he was a child, people around him praised him for being fair and delicate.

He took a taxi last year and was asked by the driver which university he studied at because he looked clean——

Especially the eyes.

Obviously after so many years of struggling in the society, he didn't get a little philistine slickness, just like a stream of water, with a kind of innocence that doesn't know the world.

Xiao Sa said the same thing before.

Xiao Sa kissed his eyelashes lightly and said, "Brother Yun, has anyone ever said that your eyes look like a small animal?"

Zou Yun shyly joked with him at the time: "Are you praising me, or calling me stupid."

Looking at himself in the mirror now, he was already thin, but after these days, his face looked like there was only a layer of skin left; his eyes were empty and dull, with a suffocating low pressure.

No wonder Yao Qi talked less with him recently, no wonder Mr. Zhao didn't even bother to teach him a few more words just now, so he was in a hurry to drive him away...

Zou Yun closed the vanity mirror.

Such a face made him even annoyed when he saw it. How could such an outstanding and young boy like Xiao Sa like him?

He took a deep breath and reminded himself—

I've had the best dream of my life, and it's time to wake up.

It has been almost a month since Xiao Sa disappeared on June [-]st.

He kept lying to himself that the time for the college entrance examination was approaching, and Xiao Sa must have encountered something at school or at home before leaving without saying goodbye; he made many excuses for Xiao Sa to explain why Xiao Sa even wrote a note. , Not a single text message was left for him.

But time passed the college entrance examination like this, and Xiao Sa still had no news.

Zou Yun gradually became unable to convince himself——

When they were clearly in love, they both set each other's numbers on the number one button on the speed dial; to make a call, you only need to press one button. Is it really that difficult?

It's not that he still wants to find an excuse to excuse Xiao Sa, it's just that his body reminds him every day——

He just couldn't do without Xiao Sa.

After changing to many takeaways, he ordered all the expensive and reluctant ones in the past, but he couldn’t eat them no matter what; he was so hungry that he swallowed two mouthfuls forcibly, just like now, his stomach twitched The ground hurts, just like Nezha making trouble inside.

Every night after get off work, he habitually looked up, but the lights in the room never turned on.

He also finds it strange that he has been used to opening the door of the dark room for so many years, but why in the past few months, he dared not go home when he looked at the dark windows at home.

A person who is so frugal now leaves a lamp in the living room when he goes to work in the morning.

Rather than comforting himself, it is better to say that Xiao Sa is afraid that Xiao Sa will not find a house.

Because even with the light on, he would rather work overtime than go home——

It's always hard being alone.

The small house with a total of [-] to [-] square meters, used to be unable to even put things for painting, but after Xiao Sa left, it seemed so empty.

Zou Yun lay alone on that familiar little broken bed every night. He kept his eyes open until dawn. He kept turning over, and the little bed under him creaked with him. like.

But clearly...

I used to be on this bed with Xiao Sa, and there were many nights of madness, and the bed made the same "creaking" sound as now, but it was not so unpleasant——

The kind that makes people want to cry.

Zou Yun is glad that he didn't cry——

After all, he is already a grown man, but he just lost his love.

Yes, it is lovelorn.

On the way back to his work station just now, he heard a few colleagues discussing that they could check the college entrance examination scores today——

He couldn't lie to himself anymore.

Xiao Sa, I won't come back again.

He is broken in love.

Cleaning up the desk was like cleaning up his mood. He poured himself a cup of warm water to warm his stomach, reminded himself that he would have to take care of himself again from now on, and then turned on the computer.

In fact, being scolded by Mr. Zhao is not the same as being scolded by Liu Feng.

Five out of ten times Liu Feng scolded him because he was in a bad mood and took it out on him; the remaining five times might really be a problem with the plan, but most of it wasn't his fault.

But today is different. The recent design proposals given to Hua Shang were so ugly that he didn't even see them.

He always felt that Xiao Sa left, taking all his inspiration away, but Mr. Zhao's last words before he walked out of the office just now reminded him——

Even if he breaks up in love, he still has to make ends meet.

He was the same as before, there was no one to rely on, and he couldn't fall down.

It was another busy day, and he didn't come home from get off work until everyone in the company had left.

This time I wasn't afraid of going home, it was just that I left too much behind.

It was past twelve o'clock when we got downstairs, just like the first night when we met Xiao Sa, a new day had already arrived.

He looked up at the familiar lamp, and he had no expectations in his heart.

Anyway, he kept the lamp for himself, so he should be more concerned about the money now.

Like countless times before, he mechanically took out the key to open the door, and the door lock "clicked", and then he wondered if he was hallucinating from hunger.

He heard that familiar voice, still so clear——

"Brother Yun, are you back?"