Spring time

It was a sunny morning, the sky was blue without any impurities.In April, Shanghai is full of spring, with a pleasant climate and full of vitality.

At that time, the company received a big order. A well-known kitchenware brand company signed a one-year advertising contract with our magazine, hoping to feature their company’s new kitchenware brand this quarter in our travel magazine. During this year, the advertising theme of each issue will be different, and the consumer group is aimed at white-collar workers and young people in their 30s and [-]s.

My boss said that if we coordinate well and the advertising benefits are good, then we are likely to continue signing with them next year, so the company attaches great importance to this project.And as one of the people in charge of this project, I need to coordinate and communicate with the planner of another company that creates concept advertising for them.

When I received a call from the advertising creative director of the advertising company and asked me to come out and discuss the details of the project.I have tried to imagine what she looks like, because when I first heard her voice on the phone, with a soft and steady tone, I thought this person should be a young mother with a happy family and a first-time mother, otherwise , the tone will not be so gentle and delicate, but it may also be a happy little woman who has both career and love.

However, I guessed wrong.

When I first met her in her company, I was slightly dazed.She is not a small woman, but she also seems to be a young mother. She is quite tall, more than 1.7 meters, with no bangs on her smooth forehead, black and slender hair, and two or three waves at the end of her hair, which have been buried all the time. From the waist, it looks lazy but still intellectually beautiful, and the pure white silk skirt that reaches to the ankle is ethereal and elegant.She didn't wear high heels, but only a loose knitted sweater, a slim skirt, and simple flat shoes. This kind of casual dress was fresh and natural enough, but it was also decent and dignified for formal occasions.

I don't know if I read it wrong, but when she saw me, she seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then introduced herself with a proper attitude: "Hello, creative director of the advertising department, don't worry, I hope we have a happy cooperation." After that, when When she held me with her long and slender hands, I was infected by the warm and soft touch of her palms, my heart skipped a beat, and my face flushed slightly.

During the whole meeting, I seemed to be out of shape, looking at the white skirt from time to time in a daze.After the meeting, I packed up the materials and prepared to go home. I rejected the person in charge’s offer to have a meal together. I said that the future is long, and I still have many days to come to your company. Next time.

On the way home, I opened the car windows and let the spring evening breeze blow my cheeks.An Xin, what a good name. As the name suggests, this person really seems to give people a feeling of peace and tranquility. Just staying by her side will be a kind of enjoyment.But this is just a passing thought, and life has to go on. I smiled slightly and drove to the small vegetable market near my home. I haven’t cooked for myself for a long time. I’m in a good mood today, and I finally have the mood to try it. Craft it yourself.

When I went to Anxin's company for the second time, I had to attend the dinner of the two companies anyway.The atmosphere of the dinner was very lively, both sides were toasting each other, my boss insisted that I could drink quite well, so I became the target of everyone taking turns to toast, and I had no choice but to bite the bullet.It was only later that when I heard everyone booing, it was An Xin who asked her if her boyfriend proposed; when she got married; when she wanted a baby; he.

And An Xin is also a smiling response or a tactful rejection, but in my opinion, this is an expression of deep happiness.I was in such a passionate and chaotic atmosphere, and I knew the details of this woman bit by bit.

An Xin became an advertising creative director at the age of 30. She is beautiful, young and capable, with an enviable job and boyfriend.The boyfriend works in a well-known local foreign-funded enterprise, and it is said that the salary is not low, but now such a lingering life, as long as the two of them choose a good time to get married and have children, it will be able to draw a satisfactory conclusion.But, why did my chest feel a little stuffy after listening to this? Is it jealousy, isn’t it? , but to kill it cup by cup. It seems that I drank a little too much tonight.

After the dinner was over, everyone proposed to sing K again, but I politely declined on the pretext that I was too sick to drink.An Xin came over and asked me if she wanted to drive me back, I just waved my hand and said, I can go back by taxi, she asked me again, then I will call a car for you, I said, don't bother, I will let the hotel The security guard can help me.In the end, An Xin had no choice but to tell me to be careful on the road, and left.

After they all left, I came to the underground parking lot alone, next to the car, took out a cigarette from my bag, lit it, and took a deep breath. Unfortunately, my chest was still stuffy. After smoking three cigarettes in a row, I drove Xiangqing's bar.

Qing’s full name is Yan Qing, a man who is 10 years older than me. He and his wife opened this bar named MoonlightShadow five years ago. Because the location is relatively remote, few people came to it at the beginning. , but I like the tranquility and character of this place, so I became a regular visitor here.We became acquainted with each other once we came and went, and became close friends because of this, but it gradually became lively. Young white-collar workers and students like the mood and atmosphere here.Willing to drive here without hesitation, there are always a lot of people gathered on weekends, Qing wants to buy the surrounding land and expand the bar, and asked me if I am interested in joining, and I became one of the shareholders of this bar.

Thinking about it, it seems that I haven’t been to Qing’s bar for a long time, and I want to try the fruit wine that Qing made for me again. I like to drink green fruit wine, which is sweet and mellow, with a slight fruity aroma, which is addictive .I once asked him to teach me how to make fruit wine, trying to brew the same taste as Qing's fruit wine, but unfortunately, my hands were too clumsy, and I still couldn't match Qing's.

Because it was not a weekend, there were not many people in the bar. Qing complained to me that as a shareholder, it was difficult to even meet, let alone manage, and the bar would definitely go bankrupt for me.I just smiled and said, because of you in the bar, I don't have to worry about it.In the end, Qing just shook his head helplessly and asked me if I was in the old seat, and I nodded.You go up first, I'll bring the wine up later, after Qing finished speaking, he went to the bar to mix the drink, and I also went up to the second floor.

There is a window seat on the far right of the second floor, where you can see the blue sea and the lighthouse on the mountain.Every time I come, it's not a weekend, and I can almost sit in this seat.But now it was night, and it was pitch black outside the window, only two or three lights of fishing boats and the bright lighthouse of the distant lighthouse could be seen.

Under the dim light in the room, "Winter Light" by Aoi Tei was playing.Qing came up with the wine, then sat on the sofa opposite me and lit a cigarette. The smoke was so thick that I couldn't see his face clearly. I said give me one too, and he replaced the half in his hand. Give it to me, and then re-ignite one myself, saying that it is not good for women to smoke too much.

I smiled and said, who cares when you come to the store?

Qing said, chop.

I also sarcasm him.

She's already pregnant, so you're still willing to let her come out to work?

Qing replied that he was afraid that his wife would be bored at home, not to mention that there are not many people now.In this way, we chatted one after another, until finally, I asked Qing a question out of nowhere.

Qing, will I never meet that person in the future, and I don't even have the ability to like someone.

Qing just looked up at me and told me, no, we will meet, it's just a matter of time.We were all silent after that, I turned my head to look out the window, and I saw the shadow of An Xin on the blurred glass.

Late at night, I said goodbye to Qing Er and his wife and drove home.

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