atypical romanticism

The hospice ward cannot be transferred just by asking Xiang Sheng.On the one hand, her condition is about to be in place, and secondly, the doctor has also implicitly suggested it. The last hurdle is the informed consent of the family members.

Although Xiang Bei and Ke Qin had already done a good job of psychological construction, when they received a call from Xiang Sheng, they still couldn't help but have red eyes.

They are free, easy and open-minded, but they are not enlightened monks who have become monks. "Grey-haired people give black-haired people" is cruel to all white-haired people.

But when the emotions receded, they calmed down and agreed.Separation is inevitable, so enjoy every second of the moment.

But the timing was very unfortunate, they couldn't get to Shanghua for a while, the doctor hesitated for a moment, and asked Zhou Yu beside him: "Miss Zhou, are you willing to sign?"

The entire oncology department knew that she was Xiang Sheng's lover.

Today is different from the past. Although the mainstream culture still does not recognize their relationship, life is above all else. The hospital gave her back the qualifications that should have belonged to her.

The doctor brought Zhou Yu to the consultation room, and after explaining the precautions according to the procedures, Zhou Yu signed his name on the column of the family members of the informed consent form.

When she returned to the ward, Xiang Sheng had already fallen asleep.

Outside the window was covered with snow, a few passers-by wrapped themselves into dumplings and walked cautiously. The four-wheelers who rode on the road on weekdays also slowed down. The plane trees on the sidewalk were overwhelmed and fell on the branches. The snow on the head rustled from time to time.

The world is quiet.

Xiang Sheng's breathing was steady, she didn't need chemotherapy today, and she could sleep peacefully.Zhou Yu stepped forward to help her tuck the corner of the quilt, kissed her forehead lightly, and murmured: "You have worked hard these days."

Life has to go on, and the miserable migrant workers don't have a New Year's Day holiday.Zhou Yu couldn't wait in the ward until Xiang Sheng woke up, there was a mountain of documents in the office waiting for her to deal with.

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After the snow fell, taxis became a rare and precious species. Zhou Yu waited at the hospital gate for 10 minutes before one arrived.I got in the car and looked at the time, it was already nine twenty.

Nine out of ten full attendance this month will go to waste.

Zhou Yu didn't regret too much, he simply let the taxi stop at the Starbucks opposite the company, went in and bought a cup of latte, and walked towards the company while drinking.Halfway through the walk, I realized that my WeChat account was still on Do Not Disturb, so I hurriedly switched it back to normal mode.

In an instant, the reminder of the WeChat message sounded like a bomb, and Zhou Yu was startled: Am I about to lose my job?

She swiped up the WeChat messages, and the first message was from Xiao Xiao: "Zhou Yu! We are done!"

"The sales volume of the January issue of this year is the best!"

"Weibo topics are so hot!"

Zhou Yu was not surprised by the impressive sales volume. Qi Rui had her own enthusiasm, and it was beyond her expectations to create such a big wave on Weibo.Zhou Yu clicked on the topics on Weibo, scrolled through each item, and gradually understood that most of the topics on Weibo were fans of Qi Rui, and the main idea was to praise his sister for being beautiful.

Zhou Yu quit Weibo, drank the latte in his hand, then threw a peppermint candy into his mouth, took a deep breath, the cold air hit Tianling Gai in an instant, and he woke up instantly, gasping for cold Qi walked into the office building.

As soon as she sat down at her desk, Emily approached her and talked to her: "Happy New Year, Xiao Zhou, I sent you a WeChat message last night but you didn't reply, what's the matter?"

"It's okay," Zhou Yu changed the subject, "I saw our results in the January issue on Weibo, and it's been a good month."

"That's right," Emily's eyes lit up when she said this, "You decided to change the photography team at that time. It was really a wise move. Xiao Xiao was so happy and crazy last night that she completely forgot how she strongly opposed it at the beginning. The theme of oriental cyberpunk punk plus Xiang Sheng's shooting, it's amazing! What is the national trend, this is the national trend! This morning when you were not here, Sheng Keer from the Publicity Department came and said, this time the shooting The feedback on the Internet is also very good, I am not sure about others, our year-end bonus this time must be huge!"

After talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Xiao Xiao walked up to Zhou Yu stepping on the height of hate, and asked, "Why did you come so late today, and you got confused with your partner during the New Year's Eve? The editor-in-chief asked you about your relationship just after the meeting."

Zhou Yu was taken aback, and then took a deep breath after realizing it—every year after the publication of the January issue, no matter whether the results are good or bad, the responsible persons of each group have to go to the editor-in-chief's office for a meeting. This year, she is the person in charge of the planning group.

"I went for you," Xiao Xiao said, "When the editor-in-chief asked, I said that you stayed up all night staring at the data last night."

Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I'll treat you to coffee later."

"No need," Xiao Xiao waved her hand and said, "Does it look like I only helped you because of your cup of coffee?"

Zhou Yu was a little confused: "How about treating you to lunch?"

Xiao Xiao laughed angrily at her, and said, "I have to figure out something for you!" Zhou Yu's brain completely crashed, and he thought to himself: "Otherwise? Could it be that you are Lei Feng in the contemporary workplace?"

Xiao Xiao shook her head helplessly, thinking that this person is too realistic and doesn't have any germs of romanticism, how did he stay in this industry for so long?

"That," Xiao Xiao looked away, and said awkwardly, "The editor-in-chief said that he wanted to start a long-term cooperation with Xiang Sheng, should you contact her or should I?"

The smile on Zhou Yu's face froze, Emily and Xiao Xiao looked at each other, not knowing which word in the words just now turned Zhou Yu into a wooden man, Xiao Xiao said: "If it's inconvenient for you, I..."

"No need," Zhou Yu looked up at her, and said, "Xiang Sheng is not feeling well, this shoot is her last shoot, I'll talk to the editor-in-chief."

"I'm not feeling well..." Xiao Xiao wanted to ask something, but she was pulled aside by the discerning Emily. Zhou Yu didn't care about their small fights, and got up and went to the editor's office of the sixth editor.

She knocked on the door and went in. When the editor-in-chief saw her coming, he smiled happily: "Xiao Zhou is here. You have worked hard during this period. The results of this January issue are obvious to all. Your planning team accounts for more than half of the military medals!"

"This time is the result of everyone's cooperation," Zhou Yu said politely, and immediately got to the point, "Editor-in-chief, Xiao Xiaogang told me that you want to start a long-term cooperation with the photography team of this January issue, right?"

"Yes," the editor-in-chief nodded, "the market won't lie, and their style matches us very well."

"Well," Zhou Yu smiled, thought about his words, and said, "The editor-in-chief is like this. Xiang Sheng's physical condition is not very good, so he may not be able to cooperate with us, but there are two photographers in their team. , I have also seen the works, although they did not win any prizes, they are all very good..."

Before Zhou Yu finished speaking, he was interrupted by the editor-in-chief: "If Xiang Sheng has no way to cooperate with us, forget it, we finally got a little better, we can't afford to take risks, and we don't have that much pride. Cover shooting is for new photographers to practice, right?"

Zhou Yu was speechless, she was indeed a little anxious.

"You don't have to worry about the photography team. It's a pity that you can't carry out follow-up cooperation with Xiang Sheng, but she is not the only photographer in China. If you find out with your heart, you can always find something suitable for us," the editor-in-chief patted her Shoulder, "By the way, you just said that Xiang Sheng is sick. The illness is so serious that he can't work. It should be quite serious. The Hanming Temple on Jiahe Road is said to be very spiritual. You can go to see it when you have time."

——Hanming Temple, is it really effective?

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Because it was New Year's Day, the bosses still showed kindness and kicked the miserable migrant workers out of the company building two hours in advance, and let them go home to eat dumplings.

Zhou Yu took two buses, arrived at Jiahe Road and followed the navigation to find Hanming Temple.

Zhou Yu doesn't believe in religion or Buddhism, but when he heard "the incense in Hanming Temple is very good", his heart still moved.

The Buddha is merciful, and he probably wouldn't mind the sudden addition of an ordinary person who came to hug the Buddha's feet.

But I am ashamed to say that Zhou Yu has lived in Shanghua for nearly ten years, and this is the first time he has come to Jiahe Road.She followed the navigation around, feeling like the "scum" of the sarcastic saying "nothing goes to the Three Treasures Palace".

Jiahe Road is in the southernmost part of Shanghua City and belongs to the edge of the city center. There are some church buildings before liberation and a large area of ​​French plane trees.

When Zhou Yu was a student, Jiahe Road was not very popular, and it belonged to an undeveloped "fengshui treasure". However, with the development of tourism and short videos by the local government, it has now become a check-in spot for Internet celebrities.

The location of Hanming Temple is particularly unique. It is hidden behind a large plane tree and stands in front of a towering church.

It is said that in the early years, Jiahe Road belonged to the Italian Concession. Colonists who had no sense of cultural protection once wanted to demolish Hanming Temple and build a church, but the master abbot at that time persuaded them across language and cultural barriers. Keep Hanming Temple.To some extent, Hanming Temple is also a symbol of heroes.

Zhou Yu wandered around Jiahe Road for half an hour, and finally found the main entrance of Hanming Temple.

Perhaps it was because the year was approaching, everyone was as busy as the grandson, and there was not much time allocated to the Buddha. There was only a young novice in front of the main gate sweeping the snow by himself.

Just when Zhou Yu was hesitating whether to go forward, the little novice raised his head and saw her, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, is the donor here to pay homage to the Buddha?"

The little novice is not very old, he looks only about ten years old, and his childish voice speaks seriously, which is inexplicably cute.

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, followed his example and replied: "Yes, please trouble little master."

It was not a sunny day after the snow, the sky was gloomy blue, the unmelted snow covered the green bricks and white tiles, the long bell sounded from the depths, Zhou Yu followed the little novice to the front of the hall.

The little novice moved neatly and handed the incense to Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu clasped his hands together to thank him and took the incense.

She knelt down in front of the Buddha, worshiped devoutly, and prayed to all the Buddhas to bless her lover.

"All the gods and Buddhas are above, the believer is willing to use all the blessings in this life to ask God to bless her lover Xiang Sheng, and bless her to live a long and safe life."