Assistant Lin Has Something To Say

"It's not a peach tree."

At the moment when he saw Lin Hui, He Jianshan didn't explain why he came here suddenly, instead he said something irrelevant.

Lin Hui laughed, turned his head to look at Lamei, with infinite nostalgia in his eyes: "In the first year of high school, the peach tree died. Grandma bought a wintersweet at the market and planted it, and it has grown until now."

Trees will die, birds will fly away, the sky will be cloudy, rainy and snowy, and people will have joys and sorrows.He also wanted to seize the best and happiest time in his life forever, but he couldn't.

"In the year when the wintersweet was planted, I asked my grandma why I didn't continue to plant peach trees. Grandma said, when the fate comes, the peach tree will not become the same as before. Why don't we let other flowers accompany us. Wintersweet flowers are very common, and many people in this village have them, but only ours is the largest and most lush, and it is very fragrant when it blooms, and the colder it is, the more it will bloom."

Speaking of this, Lin Hui playfully fanned the wintersweet flowers next to He Jianshan, which brought a tangy and cold fragrance, and He Jianshan felt dizzy.

Lin Hui saw that He Jianshan had been looking at him but didn't speak, so he smiled and said: "What's the matter, we've only been separated for a day, and you came here, so reluctant—"

"You didn't tell me." He Jianshan's throat slipped and interrupted him.

"what?"

"You applied for the Honey Pot Fund."

Lin Hui was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "So it's about this..."

It's not that Lin Hui never thought of revealing the little fate between them to He Jianshan.But when they were not together before, there was no suitable opportunity to talk about it; later he discovered that He Jianshan had a subtle attitude towards the fund, and after becoming lovers, he knew the story behind it, and Lin Hui didn't want to talk about it.Let nature take its course, after all, for He Jianshan, the honey jar may not contain honey, but poison.

Even if He Jianshan didn't care anymore, he didn't want to mention those things that shouldn't be remembered.

"That pen—" When he said these words, He Jianshan's expression was unusually fragile.He didn't know how to explain the existence of that pen, especially since Lin Hui already knew that it didn't represent any good blessings.

Lin Hui instantly understood what he meant, the smile on his face faded, he looked at the person in front of him seriously, and said, "He Jianshan, don't be so harsh on yourself, since the establishment of the Honey Pot Fund, people who choose gift packages There's only one person so far and it's me. You didn't hurt anyone, including me."

He Jianshan was silent for a while, then shook his head: "You can't just pretend that nothing exists because of a wrong result."

During the dozen or so hours when he knew that Lin Hui was a beneficiary of the Honey Pot Fund, He Jianshan's mood was always complicated.Xu Huaiqing said that Lin Hui came to Wanzhu because he was curious about the gift, but now, he should have known that there was nothing in this gift except his despicable thoughts.

"When I received it, I found that it was very different from other gifts, so I was always curious why there was such an expensive pen in the gift from my mother." Lin Hui looked at He Jianshan, He said softly, "Later I found out. But you and I, our thoughts on it are different."

On the night when Lin Hui heard Yao Qianyi's story, he suddenly realized what the pen he received in college was: it was He Jianshan's request for help—an adult He Jianshan sent it for the ten-year-old He Jianshan help.How deep was that memory, that it forced a person like He Jianshan to draw such a deep mark uncontrollably after more than ten years?Lin Hui felt unbelievable, and then his heart was overwhelmed by the great sadness that surged up.He kept thinking, did that nightmare really dissipate over time as He Jianshan said?Still the same as He Zhao, there is a thorn in the bottom of his heart, at a certain inadvertent moment, it suddenly affects his nerves, maybe it won't hurt, but it will always exist.

"You care about the negative meaning behind this fund and this pen, so why don't you take a look at what these two things look like in my eyes?"

He Jianshan looked at Lin Hui, his eyes were covered with dark sadness, like a shell full of cracks, crumbling.

As if thinking of something, Lin Hui suddenly smiled: "About this, He Jianshan, I really want to say something nasty - 'This is the arrangement of fate', but -"

"I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself."

Lin Hui completed the application form for the Honey Pot Fund in Dormitory 310.

It was the beginning of the new year after the second semester of the junior year. On a Saturday morning, he received a call from the counselor, and then braved the cold wind to go to the office to get the application form.Once back in the dormitory, roommates Luo Ting, Zhang Xiaolei, and Zhou Chenyu gathered together——

Luo Ting looked at the A4 paper and asked curiously, "Is this what Deputy Sun said?"

Lin Hui nodded: "Yes, the Honey Pot Fund."

"Which company seems to be setting it up? It's touching to say that the chairman lost his mother when he was very young, so he set up this fund to commemorate his mother." Zhang Xiaolei added.

Zhou Chenyu thought for a moment: "Wanzhu, it must be Wanzhu. Their chairman's name is He or something. He is very young and awesome. He is only a few years older than us. He was born to be the heir of a big company."

Luo Ting patted Lin back on the shoulder: "It's good. Last time, you said you wanted to change a refrigerator for your family. You won't be sending money here."

Lin Hui laughed: "I have already saved money, so I can't count on this."

The three of them returned to their beds, and Lin Hui poured himself a glass of water, then sat down and began to fill out the form.When writing about "type selection", he fell into confusion: "This fund seems to have two choices."

"tell me the story."

"One is the gift money, which is received at one time; the other is the gift package, which means that a gift is given every month, and the cycle is one year. Which one do you think should be chosen?"

"How much is the gift money?"

"No, but there is a note in the gift package, saying that it is some stationery, books and the like."

Zhang Xiaolei leaned out from the bed: "Choose the gift gold."

Luo Ting nodded again and again: "Brother Lei is right, these big companies are also good, what a gift a month, it sounds nice, the price will definitely not exceed the gift money, and it may even be far lower than the gift money. "

"Wait a minute, I remember that a senior sister in the last class also applied for this. I heard from my fellow before. I will ask you what the situation is. You will fill it out later."

Zhou Chenyu took out his mobile phone and made a call while talking, and he hung up the phone a few minutes later: "The gift money that the senior sister chose at the time was 4950 yuan in total, and it was said that it will be credited immediately after the review, and it will be very fast."

Luo Ting murmured, "There's a lot of money, but how can there be any odds and wholes?"

"Let me tell you, I feel that the gift package must have a lot of moisture. The value of the gift package should be about 4950 yuan, but the gift must be purchased in a unified manner. It is too easy for the purchaser to make some tricks to get rid of the oil. Back , choose gift money, money is the most real, you can buy whatever you want, stationery and books, you don’t need it at all!”

"exactly!"

"Boss is right!"

Lin Hui thought about it. He was just about to check the box of "Gift Money", when he suddenly saw the phrase "Gift on behalf of mother" in the note next to the gift package - Lin Hui's parents passed away very early, and he never paid for it. Know what kind of gift a mother will give her child.

Lin Hui stopped writing.

He was embarrassed to tell his roommate that he really wanted the gift bag.Although he is so old, but if there is a chance, he also wants to receive a gift from "mother".But as my roommate said, a large sum of money is indeed better.

Lin Hui and his grandmother lived together since he was a child. As he grew up, their life has become better and better over the years.But it seems a bit false to say that there is no shortage of money. After all, Lin Hui has been working hard to save money to buy furniture and electrical appliances for his family.But this honey pot fund is also an unexpected gain for him.He himself does not lack the money for urgent needs, although this is a very tempting figure.

Lin Hui hesitated for a long time, and finally called grandma.The old man has always been simple and honest. She doesn't know what funds are. She just thinks it is inappropriate to accept so much money for no reason, and she will definitely have to pay it back in the future.It's better to choose a gift. The gift is safe to store, and the stationery and books are very practical. Even if Lin Hui doesn't need it, he can still give it to others.

Therefore, Lin Hui finally chose the gift package.After the material was handed in, he left it behind.At that time, he never imagined that his first gift from "mother" would come with the news of grandma's death.

During the summer vacation at the end of the second semester of his junior year, Lin Hui didn't go home. He stayed in school to participate in a project of professional teacher Luo Mingxian.This project is about to participate in a very important competition, and he is the only undergraduate in the whole team, which proves that Mr. Luo recognizes and favors him.Lin Hui realized this, and he was also very motivated. He had already made an agreement with his grandma that he would go home to accompany her as soon as the competition was over.

However, during that summer vacation, during that raging summer day, in an ordinary afternoon, Lin Hui received two calls one after another——

The first call was the news that Lin Hui's grandmother was dying.Two days ago, the old man went to the field to get vegetables. I don't know whether it was because the ground was slippery after it rained, or she was too dizzy after squatting for a long time. She accidentally fell and fell unconscious on the spot.Elderly people are most afraid of falling. People in the village immediately sent the old man to the hospital. After two days of delay, it still didn't work.When the other end of the phone asked Lin Hui if he wanted to come back immediately, maybe in time for the last meeting, Lin Hui didn't even react—the sudden bad news caught Lin Hui by surprise, and he was completely dazed.

By the time he realized what was happening, he was in a spiral of "I'm going back now" and "I can't go back."

In Mr. Luo's project, everyone is responsible for one of the links. Everyone performs their duties and cooperates perfectly. If he leaves now, one of the links must be disconnected, which means that the entire team almost gave up the game.He can't waste such a long time of hard work of his teacher and senior brothers and sisters because of his own personal reasons, but——

This may be a moment that Lin Huidu will never forget in his life.Sitting on the edge of the playground in hot July, he felt empty and cold.He seemed to be standing in a rushing river, and the water around him had already overflowed his body, but he couldn't move, couldn't shout, the whole person was like a puppet, unable to speak or think.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Hui received a call from a stranger.The other end of the phone asked him politely if he was at school and where he was at the moment, and Lin Hui answered all the questions mechanically.Half an hour later, a strange woman in a formal suit came to him.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Lin Hui?"

After a while, Lin Hui realized that she was talking to him, and he nodded.

The other party didn't mind Lin Hui's indifference, but handed him a box, and said softly: "This is the first gift from the Honey Pot Foundation, please take it well." After she finished speaking, she left.

Lin Hui lowered his head and stared blankly at the box. The off-white paper shell was printed with red hearts.

Lin Hui slowly untied the ribbon, and saw the first gift his "mother" gave him: a birthday cake.

Lin Hui suddenly collapsed.

His tears were like a sudden heavy rain in the afternoon, drop by drop at first, and then they all fell on the cake as if the thread had been broken. Everything in front of him became chaotic and blurred, just like his mood at the moment.

Lin Hui sat by the playground and cried all afternoon.The hot weather caused the ice cream cake in his hand to start to melt, and the cream became a ball, and it also flowed onto Lin Hui's clothes, but he didn't seem to notice it.After an unknown amount of time, he took out a spoon and took a bite——

Very sweet.

How nice, he thought, birthday cakes are always sweet.

He thought again, what should I do, my grandma hasn't eaten the vegetables I planted yet.

Teacher Luo found out about this the next day, and he urgently contacted a classmate to replace Lin Hui.It took Lin Hui a day to explain everything clearly, and then he returned to Yangcheng immediately.It's a pity that it's still a step too late, grandma has passed away.

With the help of the villagers, Lin Hui completed the entire funeral ceremony.According to the old man's request, she was finally buried behind Lin Huijia.She was a very thoughtful person before she was alive, and she had confessed to the cadres and elders in the village early on that if she left one day, she would build a grave behind her house. .She said that Lin would definitely go to another city after returning, and that she would be closer to home so that he could see it when he came back, so he wouldn't let him look around.The village cadres laughed at her and said, Grandma Xiuying, you are in such good health, don't worry about it.Grandma Linhui quickly shook her hand: "I don't worry about it. I'm old and I can't worry about it. I just thought, in case that day comes, please help my Xiaohui. People who go to big cities don’t understand the rules of the countryside.”

When the villagers told Lin Hui about this incident, Lin Hui was standing in front of the grave in a daze.He suddenly remembered that when he was young, he asked his grandma what "forest" meant, and grandma said, "A forest is a tree. When we were young, we were just a small tree. Grandma watered the small tree, and it grew up soon. "

Now he has grown up, but the person who watered him is gone forever.

In this way, the time in college came to an end in a flash.In Lin Hui's few remaining college years, the most memorable thing is the gift from the Honey Pot Fund that arrived on time every month.Lin Hui successively received stationery, plant illustrations, Lego blocks, globes, etc., and each time the lady personally delivered them to him.Once, when Lin Hui was inconvenient, he asked her to pass it on to his classmate, but the person disagreed, saying that he could come back when it was convenient for him, but he had to accept it face to face.

Lin Hui sometimes thinks that maybe big companies do things like this, and they are more rigorous.

As graduation approached, Teacher Luo sent him an invitation, hoping that Lin Hui could continue to study with him and become his graduate student.I don't know why, it's obviously very happy news, but Lin Hui feels at a loss in his heart.

He thought, can I really learn this major well?

He remembered that when he was young, the vegetables his grandma planted once broke down in the field for some reason.Grandma said it didn't matter, but she was so distressed that she didn't sleep well for several nights, and she got up in the middle of the night and sat at home in a daze.Lin Hui has a deep memory of this incident, and has always thought that when he grows up, he must help his grandma grow vegetables.So when he graduated from high school and went to university, he chose horticulture without hesitation.

Others choose a certain major, either for their future, or for their dreams, and many for their parents. Only Lin Hui simply wants to let his grandma stop working so hard and eat the fruits and vegetables he cultivated.

However, since grandma passed away, he seems to have become a ship drifting in the sea.He didn't know where he was going, he had no purpose, and he couldn't find a direction, and he kept spinning in circles.Perhaps in the eyes of his teachers and classmates, he is still the same excellent and has not changed much, but he knows in his heart that something has changed or even disappeared.

Three months before graduation, Lin Huihui received the ninth gift from the Honey Pot Fund——

Still a beautiful box.The gifts from the Honey Pot Fund, whether it is the cake at the beginning, or the stationery, books, etc., will be carefully packaged and delivered.

Luo Ting once complained in the dormitory: "This sense of ritual is only a pair of white gloves."

For Lin Huihui, receiving a gift every month has been calm at the beginning, and later became a habit, and even now he is gradually looking forward to it: he can't help but guess what is in the box.Even though all he received were things he no longer needed, when he saw those gifts, he couldn't help thinking: Is this a gift from the beginning of school?Is this a birthday present?Is this to praise the child's academic progress?

Turns out, moms give these things away.

And this time the gift——Lin Hui weighed it, feeling that it was a bit heavy, but he didn't know what it was.He returned to the dormitory with his things, and when he opened them, he found that the ninth gift was a pen.

The roommates also saw the pen.To be honest, just looking at the texture of the box packaging of this pen makes people feel very different, and when Zhang Xiaolei saw the tiny letters AS on the tip of the pen, he couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "No way! ..."

"what happened?"

Zhou Xiaolei looked at the three people with blank expressions, took out his mobile phone and searched for a while, then opened his eyes wide, and showed them the screen——

The picture that is exactly the same as the fountain pen in Lin Hui's hand shows that this is the classic model of the well-known brand AS - "Muse", worth 49500 yuan.It is said that in order to commemorate the eternal love in his heart, the founder even kept the price constant. No matter online or in the counter, the price has never been raised or lowered. It will always be 49500 yuan.

A dormitory was stunned.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and look down at the pen at the same time: It is indeed very beautiful and has a texture, but I really didn't expect it to be so expensive.Judging from the value of the things sent by the honey pot in the past, Lin Hui almost suspected that he accidentally typed two more 0s, but he repeatedly compared the pages of the shopping website, and he was sure that they were exactly the same.

Lin Hui hurriedly contacted the lady who delivered things to him every time. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately asked: "Hi, I'm Lin Hui, may I ask if you sent the wrong things? The one I received today It's an expensive gift!"

The other side of the phone replied seriously: "Mr. Lin Hui, there is no mistake, this month's gift is a pen, please keep it well."

All four were silent.

Zhou Chenyu frowned and said, "This time, I'm a rich mother. Since I have money, it's normal to give my child a pen worth 5 yuan, right?"

"I remember that the gift money is 4950 yuan. Is there anything special about these numbers? Does Wanzhu's big boss like these numbers?" Luo Ting thought for a while and came to a conclusion, "You never know how rich you are." What quirks do people have?"

"Come back, don't be pressured, you will keep it as soon as he gives it away, and it's not a scam, it's a normal process."

"Yeah, at first I thought that Dalin had committed a foolish loss and died, but now it's doing well, and he's making money."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The pen remained in the end.

But when Lin Hui was lying on the bed in the dormitory, he couldn’t help holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully: the black body of the pen, the circle of broken diamonds on the cap, the red at the end of the clip... This pen is always He watched every point many times.He kept thinking, why?Why is there such a gift?The style of this gift is so different from the previous ones, it seems to have fallen from the sky abruptly, what is so special about it?He looked up the story about this pen, and found that it was completely an expression of love between lovers. The shopping reviews on the official website were all about sending girlfriends, husbands, etc. It seemed that it had nothing to do with maternal love or family affection. Why would the Honey Pot Fund include such an expensive, extravagant and unthematic gift?It can't be that you can't pick something out, so you have to take a 5 yuan pen to make up the number, right?

For countless nights, Lin Hui fell asleep with doubts in his heart, holding a pen in his hand.

He began to search for news about the Honey Pot Fund in his spare time, but the drafts were all the same. Apart from knowing that behind it was the famous Wanzhu Group and the reason and significance of its establishment, he didn't have any more information.As for the company profile and main business introduction on Wanzhu's official website, Lin Hui has also carefully read it several times, and it can be said that it has nothing to do with their agriculture.But it was because of such a pen that he became curious about this company, and this curiosity increased little by little every day.

Graduation was getting closer and closer, but Lin Hui finally rejected the school's postgraduate quota. After learning about it, Teacher Luo anxiously called the other three people in the 310 dormitory, and asked them to persuade Lin Hui again.

As Lin Hui's friends, the three people in the dormitory also didn't understand.It stands to reason that the favorite university, the teacher's preference, the familiar and friendly brothers and sisters, no matter which one is enough to make people happy to post it, why should they refuse?And from a practical point of view, in Lin Hui's family situation, continuing to study is also the best choice.When Luo Ting asked this question in the dormitory, Lin Hui said calmly: "I don't have motivation anymore."

The dormitory was quiet.

After a while, Zhang Xiaolei began to persuade: "Hui, I said something unpleasant, the three of us, if you can't find a job after graduation, going back to your hometown is also a way out, but you are different. Teacher Luo has resources and connections. In the future, you Even if you don’t take the path of research, just introduce you to any company, it’s enough for you to have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. It’s very difficult for us horticultural majors to get a job. You are so smart, have such good qualifications, and you have no background. It’s better to continue your studies with Teacher Luo.”

Lin Hui was silent for a while: "Actually, I voted for Wan Zhu's resume."

The three were taken aback: "Wanzhu? What position?"

"Well, assistant to the general manager."

Luo Ting was about to pass out: "Are you crazy? You are the best monitor in our class 03, and you are going to apply for an assistant? Besides, our major has nothing to do with that company, right?"

Zhou Chenyu also broke down a bit: "Come back, calm down, we know that the fund has helped you through a difficult period of time, we can come to thank you if we have the opportunity, but don't sacrifice yourself impulsively!"

Lin Hui smiled after a while: "What devotion is too exaggerated. It's not that I only voted for Wanzhu, but I really don't want to continue studying."

He paused and said softly: "Doing research requires enthusiasm and motivation. Since my grandma passed away, my enthusiasm for the profession has been slowly fading. I don't want to waste this quota."

He didn't want his studies, which he had devoted himself to, to end up as a tormenting task. It would be such a sad thing.

"You guys also said that I am excellent. Even if I cross majors, I believe I can make up for it through acquired learning." After speaking, Lin Hui became proud again, "I have no other skills, but my learning skills are very strong."

The three of them sighed at the same time, knowing that they couldn't be persuaded anymore.

Lin Hui is always like this, he looks good-tempered, easy to talk, and laughs with everyone, but in many things, he has unexpected stubbornness and persistence.Or to put it this way, he always firmly believed in his own choice and believed in himself.

People make choices all their lives.Who dares to say for sure that every fork in the road in life has never hesitated; every stage of life has never regretted it?

Only Lin Hui has been walking forward unswervingly, step by step, and will never look back.

On the afternoon after taking graduation photos, Lin Huihui received an interview invitation from Wanzhu.Although he also received invitations from other companies, everyone in the dormitory could tell that only Wanzhu's response made Lin Hui truly happy.To be honest, they are not optimistic about Lin Hui's cross-professional, it is incredible to receive an invitation, and a company like Wanzhu, even as an assistant, is quite picky about the requirements.However, as friends of the university for four years, they stood under the warm sunshine and expressed their most sincere wishes to Lin Hui for his upcoming interview, just like cheering each other up before the start of each professional course experiment:

"Brother, good luck!"

After a long time, whenever Lin thinks back to the morning when he filled out the form in the dormitory, everything seems to be vivid in his memory: the facial expressions and movements of his roommates, the steaming mug on the table, and the one that he accidentally tore. A slit of A4 paper... everything was frozen in his hippocampus, turning it into a unique and precious commemoration.

"You gave it to me, that's a fact; it's mine, that's a fact."

In his most bewildered and empty moments, this gift caught all his eyes.He was not so paranoid that he came to Wanzhu only after getting the answer. Perhaps, he just wanted to know what kind of scenery he would encounter along the way when he chose this road.

Lin Hui looked closely at He Jianshan: "I know all your entanglements, but it is no longer what you sent it out. It is no longer a knife, it is a pen for writing, and you What I don't know is that it even achieves what it really means - 'Whispers of Love'."

"Whispers of Love" is the classic slogan of this fountain pen.Since the birth of "Muse", this sentence has been appearing in advertising pages and AS-related websites. The second half of the sentence is——

Write our love.

He Jianshan's eyes turned red, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Lin Hui didn't seem to want to give him a buffer, and continued, "I've only used that pen once, do you know where I used it?"

He Jianshan looked at him in bewilderment.

Lin Hui folded a branch of wintersweet and put it in He Jianshan's pocket. The pale yellow flower buds poked out from the side seam, looking a little cute.He raised his head to look at the person in front of him, and couldn't help laughing:

"In July, I used it to sign Wanzhu's labor contract."

The author has something to say:

A long-awaited encounter.