Sang Yu Fei Wan

That night, they fell into a deep sleep on the soft bed like children who were tired from crying, with their arms and legs entangled, their eyelids red and swollen.

When he woke up the next morning, Zhong Beichen seemed a little ashamed due to venting last night, lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, looked at Yu Sang, but didn't say a word.

"Are you awake?" Yu Sang greeted Zhong Beichen, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

Zhong Beichen arched forward like a rice worm, and pressed his chin on Yu Sang's shoulder.

"Is it better?" Yu Sang asked.

Zhong Beichen nodded, but still didn't speak.

Yu Sang thought Zhong Beichen like this was very cute, so he lowered his head and kissed Zhong Beichen on the forehead.

Yu Sang said that the unhappy child needs to be taken care of, so she took the initiative to take over the responsibility of preparing breakfast.He looked up the recipe temporarily and made Zhong Beichen a toast that he had never tried before.

Since the cooking utensils are complete and of high quality, there is really no turning point, so Zhong Beichen's praise does not seem so false.

Originally, one person and one person ate face to face.Eating and eating, the two of them insisted on squeezing together, eating one portion at a time, and then eating the other portion at a time.

Yu Sang's good mood lasted until he went to work.

As soon as she sat down at her desk and was about to turn on the computer to sort out her work plan for the day, Zhang Wan knocked on Yu Sang's desk and called Yu Sang to the conference room.

When Zhang Wan entered, Yu Sang didn't turn on the light. Yu Sang hesitated, but the fluorescent lamp outside could illuminate the room, so it wasn't too dark.So he didn't turn on the light, so he pulled a stool and sat down.

"How do you feel recently?" Zhang Wan asked.

Yu Sang was a little confused, not knowing why this question that was reserved for newcomers suddenly came to him again.

Then he replied in a regular manner: "It's okay."

After thinking about it, he said: "The new project is coming to an end soon. After it is completed, I will return to the focus of work."

"It's okay," Zhang Wan said, "You didn't delay the work here, and you did a good job."

Yu Sang smiled a little embarrassedly.

"I want to tell you," Zhang Wan continued, "that new project, because it has come to an end, you don't need to participate anymore. Of course, the previous overtime pay and project bonus will not be less. I think you can Take this time to rest and relax."

"Ah?" Yu Sang opened her eyes wide, "Is this an arrangement from the project leader?"

Zhang Wan shook her head: "It's my decision. Young people should not work too hard, and pay attention to the balance between life and work."

Yu Sang couldn't digest the news for a while.

"Uh... Miss Zhang Wan," Yu Sang said while thinking, "Now it's the most intense testing and debugging stage before going live. If you find someone who is not familiar with the project to take over, the time cost will be relatively high. The original project development The staff is also tight, and if my work is distributed to other people in the project, I think it may be... the workload is a bit heavy."

Zhang Wan smiled and said, "We also have our own considerations here."

Yu Sang sat in the dim conference room, looking at Zhang Wan silently.There were people coming and going outside the meeting room, busy with work, somehow, Yu Sang felt that he had nothing to do with those people.

He should have been happy because he had the opportunity to accompany Zhong Beichen, allowing him to recover faster from his fragile emotions; he also had more time to rest, instead of going out early and returning late every day, and working until midnight.

He should thank him politely, accept it resignedly, and secretly rejoice at it.

But Yu Sang suddenly felt cold all over.

"You..." Yu Sang looked directly at Zhang Wan, not knowing how to speak, "...can you give me a reason?"

Zhang Wan looked at Yu Sang peacefully for a long time, finally sighed softly, and said very tactfully: "You can take this opportunity to go home and spend time with your lover."

Speaking of this, there is still something Yu Sang doesn't understand.

In fact, there were speculations before, and I was not too surprised to hear the truth at this time.

But Yu Sang straightened his spine on the soft armchair, as if an icicle had penetrated from top to bottom from the top of the head to the tailbone, making him stiff and cold.

He didn't move or say a word.Even when Zhang Wan got up, said something, and left the meeting room, Yu Sang didn't have any reaction.

Yu Sang sat in the empty conference room.

Yu Sang used to like this place very much, because Zhang Wan interviewed him here.

In some hypocritical and sour moments, Yu Sang would secretly call it: the place where dreams begin.

Even after coming in, I found that there was a big gap between myself and my colleagues, and I naively believed that it was a certain quality in myself that moved Zhang Wan, so I was lucky to hold the ticket to the future.

I really put my heart into it, wanting to seize every opportunity to improve my ability and prove that I am worth it.

In this meeting room, time seems to be stagnant and no longer flowing.

In a daze, Yu Sang remembered the first line of code she read, the first request she received, the first bug she fixed, and the first time she answered questions for her colleagues.

Thinking about it now, I realized that the work that Zhang Wan assigned to me at the beginning, which I thought was full of challenges, seemed really simple.

But his foundation is so bad that he doesn't even see it.

I just know how to make every demand perfect.

Later, during a requirements review, the resources of senior engineers were in short supply, and there was a relatively complex requirement that could not be resolved. Yu Sang said: Let me try.

Then there is overtime hell, familiar with the framework that I don’t understand, reading dozens of pages of technical documents every day, and the work is finally completed after two postponements.

Later, when I joined a new project, I was pointed at my nose and scolded by the bad-tempered project leader.

Said that our project resources are tight, and we don't have time to waste on waste that you have no background knowledge at all.

Yu Sang also took it with a good temper, and asked him many questions that might be mentally retarded.

Yu Sang once felt that he was a newcomer, and it was only natural that his skills were not good, as long as he asked questions bravely and studied enthusiastically.

So don't be afraid of being cold-eyed, hold your energy, concentrate on improving your hard power, and believe that one day it will be better.

But in fact, he was wrong from the beginning.

How could Yeston recruit a person who was older, changed careers, and did not grow at a high speed in the previous company.

No matter how long he holds the computer to study the questions, read more face-to-face scriptures, no matter how much effort he makes, it is impossible to change within a month.

No way is no way.

The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, Yu Sang turned her head mechanically, and was startled when she saw her colleagues in the new project.

"Hey, is someone here? Why didn't you turn on the lights?" The colleague asked, "Do you have any other meetings? We have a meeting that was not finished last night. If there are no other meetings in this room, can we use this room?"

Yu Sang shook her head, stood up, and said, "No, you can use it."

I didn't say that I would not participate, because I didn't know how to explain it.

Yu Sang returned to her work station and saw Zhong Beichen's message, but didn't click on it.

He didn't even dare to think of the three words Zhong Beichen.

He continued with his morning plan, entered the password of the computer, and turned on the computer.

But the content of the job has changed.

Yu Sang tried her best to keep calm and sober, sorted out the work she had done on the new project, and documented the handover content.

Then pack it and send it to Zhang Wan.

By the time everything was sorted out, it was already noon.Yu Sang walked up to Zhang Wan and applied for a half-day leave, saying that she wanted to go home and rest.

Zhang Wan asked: "Do you need to take annual leave together?"

Yu Sang froze for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Okay."

For the first time in several months, Yu Sang didn't bring a laptop with her when she got off work.

He knew now that there was nothing he could do about it.Everyone in the company is a master, without him, the transfer is just as smooth.

Maybe even better.

Yu Sang went downstairs and stood under the towering building, watching the passers-by rushing by, all rushing about for their own lives.

At the Starbucks on the roadside, there are women with exquisite makeup wearing white suits, with perfect and professional smiles and explaining products to customers.

But Yu Sang only felt that the autumn sun was scorching, and he couldn't open his eyes.

It seemed that I had a long, long dream, and woke up after sleeping for so long.It was found that the skin was hot and the consciousness was drowsy.

Yu Sang didn't contact Zhong Beichen, but went straight back to her rental house.

Everything about Zhong Beichen made Yu Sang breathless at this moment.

I remembered that I had just hugged him the night before, and I had intimately shared breakfast with him this morning.Yu Sang felt that her chest was so stuffy that she couldn't speak.

It seems that in Yu Sang's world, there is only one rental house left that belongs to him completely.

But when Yu Sang took a shower and was lying on the bed, he suddenly remembered that finding a house at that time was quite smooth.

It was as if someone specially sent such a high-quality and cheap house to his eyes.

Thinking of this, the air quickly became thick again.Like the mucus exposed when the bark peeled off, it wrapped Yu Sang tightly.

Yu Sang didn't have the strength to struggle anymore.

At this moment, Yu Sang's cell phone rang.

It was Zhang Wan's news.

"If you come for an interview now, I would welcome you to join me."

Yu Sang smiled and turned over on the bed.

He doesn't believe in anything anymore.

A wave of ups and downs and another wave (...

Although I saw my sister's comment early on that I hope Yu Sang's job is found by himself, but this plot is indeed designed when there is no outline

There was a lot I wanted to say back then, but I still don’t feel like saying too much now.

The author is only responsible for writing the text

There is only one thing, Zhong Beichen and Yu Sang have solved many problems together, and they will also solve this

I will continue to write today, if I can write enough 3k words, I will update it, if I can’t write enough, I will update it tomorrow