Lonely pet, cute and cute

"If I had known this kid was stubborn, I would have been as virtuous as Mu Liu." Wan Lisheng said with a smile, but he was still reading the letter from beginning to end.The two talked a lot without saying a word.

In the end, the letter still asked: "Brother Asheng, how are you and Muliu doing?"

Originally it was fine, but when Wan Lisheng talked about this matter, he could only force a smile on his face, and said: "It's not bad, but it's just been a long time since I saw him, I think it's weird to miss that guy."

"Long time no see?" The letter was a little strange. Although Muliu was occasionally busy, Muliu always loved Wan Lisheng and liked to cling to him. If he didn't see Wan Lisheng for a short period of time, the whole person would feel extremely uncomfortable. Even Wan Lisheng feels like it's been a long time since we saw each other.Come to think about it, how long should it be?

Wan Lisheng waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to mention it, put the food in the bowl of the letter, and tasted it himself, saying that he was good at cooking.The two of them just chatted while eating together.After eating, Wan Lisheng wanted to clean up the dishes for the letter, but was stopped by the letter, saying that the visitor was a guest, so how could he clean up.I put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen by myself and came out.

With this letter, Wan Lisheng didn't have any hope, and he didn't think why the letter didn't die.For a while, it was embarrassing, but Wan Lisheng felt that as long as the letters never left, it would be fine.Maybe if things go on like this, the disease of apathy can really be cured.Even though they say they have broken off their friendship, after all, it has been so many years, and the relationship can be broken no matter what. (None) (Wrong) (Fiction) m.quledu.com

After delivering the letter to Wan Lisheng and leaving, he went to wash the dishes.But I received a call from the editorial department.It's funny to say that the letters went around and around, and finally I did a major that had nothing to do with me.I went to a magazine and worked as a small editor who proofread. When I was busy, I helped others proofread all night.

The people in the editorial department are very kind to him, but what makes people feel funny is that usually there should be more women in the editorial department, but the magazine he joined seems to be mostly men, especially the editorial department. man.

On the first day of the letter, I bumped into my editor-in-chief and the little editor who was next to me who blushed when I spoke, in the toilet, "enhhh." I thought someone was uncomfortable , knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response from the inside, and the door was smashed behind.In the end, I saw the editor-in-chief, full of aura, and came out with a gloomy face.Looking at the flushed person who was still sitting on the toilet, he immediately understood.

After all, they are all like-minded people, the faster the letter is responded to, the easier it is to be discovered.It was only a matter of time before the little editor got mixed up with him.But it's also a blessing to him. Presumably, he likes the editor-in-chief with a gloomy face, and treats him better than others.But it was only in front of that person. If he was with the editor-in-chief in private, his expression would definitely be comparable to that of Bao Gong.

It was the editor-in-chief who received the call, saying that there was something wrong with the manuscript.He needs to go back and have a look quickly. After checking the email sent by the editor-in-chief, he found that it was not his original proofreading, but the manuscript proofread by the editor-in-chief's little editor.When I called again, I heard the crying sound of "嘤嘤" on the other end of the phone, and then begged for a letter to help him.The letter had no choice but to agree, took the key and the key of the office, and went out.

Today happened to be the day for a cold follow-up visit. When I went to the doctor, Dr. Wang asked him many questions and found that the situation was completely different from what I had predicted.He asked Leng Qing if he was hiding something from him, but Leng Qing still kept it secret.Dr. Wang had no choice but to prescribe some medicine and asked Leng Qing to look at the situation again.But he said that if this continues, the situation may become more serious, Leng Qing just smiled and didn't speak.

After taking the medicine and coming out, I realized that it was a bit hot and I was almost sweating.Lengqing has now developed a habit, that is, no matter where she goes, she likes to take the bus or walk.Generally, he does not drive by himself, because only in that way, when he is submerged in the crowd, he feels at ease.Perhaps such a careless, oneself disappeared in the crowd.

Lengqing holds the medicine left and right, puts the coat on the left and right wrists, and wears a very common white shirt inside.Because of the coat, it covered the bag of medicine.Pedestrians coming and going, there will always be some people who will become the focus of some people.For example, the coldness on the platform at this time looks much more elegant, and there will naturally be some adolescent girls who are secretly talking about it.Say something and nothing, the coldness is just as if you didn't hear it.

When the bus came, Leng Qing went straight up.After looking for a long time, I found that there was no change.He planned to replace him with someone on the side, but no one wanted to talk to him.There was a girl who looked like a student who kindly helped him invest a dollar.She said thank you coldly, and the girl just shook her head.

It was not peak season, so the car was not crowded, so Leng Qing found a seat at the back of the car and sat down. It was hot, and the whole person was in a daze. Just going to squint for a while.This squint, almost squinted his head, but fortunately, a phone call came from the company, and he answered it coldly.After rubbing his eyes, he realized that there was someone in the car. He checked the time, and it only took about ten minutes.

"Well, let's do this first, wait for me to go back. In fact, you don't need to ask me about some things, just ask your own manager." Leng Qing knew that many people in the company looked down on him and spoke ill of him behind his back, and he also Just turn a blind eye and close one eye, as if you don't know anything.

"Okay, no need, I'm almost at the company, you can put it there first, I'll see." Leng Qing was arranging her coat while talking on the phone, just when she came to the stop, the bus slammed on the brakes, Leng Qing Qing rushed forward, her forehead hit the back of the front seat, and she knocked.When I looked up again, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the person who just got out of the car, and felt a little familiar.When the car door was closed, Leng Qing saw the person getting out of the car, hung up the phone, said in a hurry to get out of the car, even forgot to take the medicine.

Leng Qing hurriedly got out of the car, saw the original man, went to grab his shoulder, and called out: "Xin."

When the man turned his head back, he was stunned for a moment coldly, and said, "I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person." Turning around feeling a little lost, his hands felt empty, and only then did he realize that he had dropped his medicine on the bus.Lengqing suddenly felt very wronged. Sometimes, shouldn't he be nicer to himself and forget to write to him?

It's still the feeling that letters are a kind of poison that people can't quit.Even though he is dying of illness, he still wants to taste it, touch it, and he will never forget that feeling for the rest of his life.