Flash marriage does not end well

After getting on the subway again, Lin Qian let out a heavy breath towards the slowly closing car door. After the strong anger subsided, only a touch of exhaustion remained.In other people's territory, he was alone and weak, so of course he couldn't do anything to that brother Qi. In the end, the female hr stopped him sharply and apologized on his behalf. If he left, he would treat it as unlucky to be bitten by a dog.

It wasn't until three or five stops later that Lin Qian slowly regained his mental strength, and once again pulled himself together to go to the next company to interview.But this time, he inadvertently noticed the promotional pictures posted by the company. Lin Qian clicked on one of the group building pictures, zoomed in, and his eyes fell on a vague but familiar small paper cup.

Isn't this the same paper cup that the company just used?

If it's an electronic device or something, it's fine, but can custom paper cups still hit?

Lin Qian's heart was blocked for a moment, and he immediately searched the corporate information of the two companies. A few seconds later, he looked at the names of the two first shareholders who were twins than his own brothers, and wished to punch himself in the face.

Also ran into a brother company!

Thinking of what happened in the morning, Lin Qian just lost his anger and made a comeback, and lost all interest in the afternoon interview in an instant.He non-stop contacted the other party on the software to cancel the interview, and pressed the phone to turn off the screen and slammed it on his thigh.

Just say where so much good luck comes from, what kind of piss can a company that is still in a hurry to recruit people at the end of the year.

The subway continued to speed forward, and Lin Qian looked at the signal lights on the opposite line map for a while, and his mood gradually calmed down.He intends to go home first and get some sleep before talking.

Swipe aimlessly on the screen of the phone with her finger, and after several commonly used software can no longer refresh new content, Lin Qian accidentally flipped through the official account of the student union when she was in college, and kept pulling the timeline back, People and things that were once familiar come into view one by one.

At that time, because Lin Qian was good-looking and photogenic, he was always taken by the sisters of the news department of the student union to take pictures. He was tricked into going to any event, as a volunteer, as an audience, so that the news department was once ridiculed as a private Huo wanted to give Lin Qian a school photo book, and finally the minister came out to refute the rumors in person: "If it is really possible to sell the photo book, there is no need for our outreach brothers to go out to solicit sponsorship! It's gone, it's all gone!"

Lin Qian turned the corners of her lips to reveal a slight smile, but that smile froze when she turned to the next picture.

That happened to be a photo taken during the joint gathering with Qi Ge's alma mater in the morning. Since it was hosted by Lin Qian's alma mater, only a few outstanding students were sent over to communicate with each other. more familiar...

Two seconds later, the case was solved.

……

Lin Qian has learned sketching for so many years, and he has been able to accurately grasp the characters' appearance and characteristics. Even after many years have passed, he still quickly recognized the once thin boy in the photo as Qi Ge in the morning.

hiss……

Moving his gaze to the side, another more familiar face jumped into his eyes.

This man's name is Meng He. It is said that he did not perform well in the cultural class back then, but regretted not being admitted to Lin Qian's alma mater. After a while, "Xiao Linqian".

Judging from the photos, the relationship between the two is very good.Lin Qian's thoughts drifted back and forth, as if she had only belatedly realized where Brother Qi's merciless meanness towards him came from.

When he was a sophomore, he was recommended to participate in the Qingtan Cup competition. On the day of the final, he was late for some reason and was almost disqualified. After finally entering, he read the questions as quickly as possible, conceived, and wrote, and finally rushed to the last second After finishing the work, I was so nervous that I almost lost my strength.And one month later the results were announced, he won the only gold award, and the happy news was posted all over the bulletin boards, but at the same time, he also learned that the "Xiao Linqian" next door didn't even get the excellence award.

At that time, Meng He's family was seriously ill and needed money urgently. He pinned his hopes on the generous prize money of the Qingtan Award. After hearing that Lin Qian also participated in the competition, he was under tremendous pressure. Lin Qian was late, so he sat in the back row He went up, secretly glad in his heart, but in the end Lin Qian still came, like a sudden hurricane, disrupted all his positions, he performed abnormally, just like the failure of the college entrance examination back then.Meng He was depressed, locked himself in the dormitory for a long time, was distressed by people from the same school who knew the inside story, and when he met Lin Qianshi occasionally, his attitude was very subtle.

In the final analysis, this matter had nothing to do with Lin Qian, but it was unreasonable for Ke Ren to vent his anger.Lin Qian had mixed feelings in his heart, and there was nothing he could do. His existence was a pressure to Meng He, so what could he do? He couldn't just disappear on the spot.Later, Lin Qian quietly donated all the bonuses received to Meng He anonymously, and unilaterally put an end to this matter.

If he hadn't happened to meet Brother Qi today, Lin Qian might never have known that the rumors back then were chewed and twisted by so many mouths, and in the end, it would be so unbearable.

"Who would blatantly come here to participate in the competition with hickeys all over?"

These words echoed in Lin Qian's ears over and over again, tormenting her like tinnitus.Some scattered memories were also dragged out from the depths of my mind: the rattling window blown by the wind and rain, the shattered inhibitor glass tube, the jacket that was completely unbuttoned without time to unbutton it, and the The body temperature that was forcibly covered by a huge sense of oppression.

There was nothing wrong with what the man said. When he rushed to the competition scene after all kinds of difficulties, he was indeed covered in hickey marks in a mess. From the back of his neck to his chest, they formed a piece, and everyone looked at him sideways.He stood at the door in embarrassment and waited for his identity verification. In his heart, he had already scolded Wen Zhihan, who appeared to be well-dressed but was actually a dog, a thousand times.

Lin Qian's chest rose and fell, and he let out another breath, and involuntarily clenched his phone tightly.

What to do, he really wanted to make a phone call and scold Wen Zhihan again.

But in the next second, the phone vibrated twice as if it had sensed it. He was suddenly startled, turned over the screen and saw the name of Wenyang's homeroom teacher Ji Fan jumping on it.

An hour later, Lin Qian led Wen Yang back home. The little chubby was so angry last time that he picked on Wen Yang again, but he was so angry that he cried again. He held Teacher Ji's arm in the office and never let go. He had no choice but to call Lin Qian again and take Wen Yang home to reflect.

Lin Qian learned the lesson from last time, and was afraid of irritating Xiaopangdun, so she didn't dare to ask the cause and effect of the matter face to face. After coaxing for a long time with soft words, Wen Yang also quickly apologized tacitly, and went back to the classroom to carry her schoolbag and quickly I happily followed my father home and reflected on it.

"Dad, are you still going to work later?"

"asked for leave."

Lin Qian answered smoothly without raising her head, and continued to study the hand cream in her hand—Ji Fan gave it to her when she left school just now. He was afraid that the little fat man would cry again and hurried away so he didn't refuse, so he held it in his hand Li felt a little regretful.The texture of the hand cream is very good, and the packaging is exquisite and beautiful. You can guess that it is not cheap without looking it up. It also has a grapefruit flavor, which is exactly the same as his pheromone.

……

He and Ji Fan haven't met a few times, but the other party quietly pays attention to his hands, his pheromones, every time they meet, he is very polite, and only cautiously probes a little bit.Lin Qian thought that after decisively rejecting Ji Fan's proposal to send him home last time, the other party would probably be discouraged, but he still seemed to ignore that a person who is willing to stay for him already has enough courage and tenacity to try again. Ten thousand times a thousand times.

After thinking for a while, Lin Qian raised his hand and called Wen Yang, put the hand cream intact in his schoolbag, and asked him to take it back to Teacher Ji tomorrow.

Wen Yang was quite obedient, and agreed without saying a word. Lin Qian patted his head and asked, "What happened to that little fat man at school this afternoon?"

Wen Yang lowered his head and pulled the zipper of his schoolbag: "He came to me again in the afternoon, saying that his father is the director of the Education Bureau, who can even manage Mr. Ji, and asked what my father does. I said, my father is a painter. Thousands of fans."

Lin Qian was stunned for a moment, and when she saw her son who was bragging for her outside, she felt ashamed and pinched his face: "Well, my son can deceive people."

"I didn't talk nonsense." Wen Yang ducked his head back slightly, "You know how to draw."

"Where are the millions of fans?"

"I'm just ten million." Wen Yang looked at him, then leaned closer and wrapped his arm around him, "Dad, I'm your fan, it's not a lie."

The child's voice was crisp and clear, and the body that was clinging to him was like a sticky little octopus, and also like a ball of cotton, covering his leaking heart gently and softly.His whole day's hard work, the contempt and belittling he received, the old rumors, and the regrets of the past, were all blown away like the wind. There was a burst of sourness.

Lin Qian opened his eyes, then laughed twice, and opened his arms.

"Come on, Wen Yang, give Dad a hug."