Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

I am a little embarrassed.

In fact, I can’t tell if I feel embarrassed or shy, but it’s certainly not what I want to happen to my partner to maintain a childlike innocence. I can only try to redefine childlike innocence: "This is sometimes important. In many fields involving people, scientists encourage us to learn from children-passion, curiosity, and ample energy are what everyone needs."

"At least we know that you are often curious," she said. Her ridicule was moderate, and she continued the topic of refrigerators: "The service life of refrigerators in ordinary households can sometimes reach more than ten years. It is likely to be one of the household appliances with you for the longest time. This is why I think we We should first take a look at the refrigerator on the ground. Through our eyes, we can establish a more intuitive understanding of the refrigerator to be added."

I heard the hint, but I didn't figure out what the hint was—the answer was soon revealed. We got off the elevator, Miss Pan De stood in front of a very large double-door refrigerator, glanced at the model, and said, "The capacity of this refrigerator is about seven hundred liters."

It is really a big refrigerator, and to me, this one is very familiar. I have always used such a large refrigerator when I was in college: During the undergraduate period, fourteen of us lived in a dormitory, and we shared two refrigerators of this type. Miss Pande and I couldn't help laughing. I said, "I live alone and can't use such a big one."

She nodded, just looking at me, not eager to move forward.

"A refrigerator can be used for a long time, and sometimes the future needs are estimated. Do you like to put more things in the cold room as a preparation for the reception?" I heard her ask.

"I can't foresee such a scene." I try to arrange the words more advanced, not wanting to expose the fact that I can't cook. "The cold room may only put one or two bottles of drinks and fruits, and I have about so many skin care products. The product needs to be in the refrigerator." I probably made a gesture, and then said, "But I wish there was a big freezer."

"Large freezer compartment." She nodded.

"How about that?" I said, pointing to a single-door refrigerator.

"Its freezer can only hold no more than ten flat boxes like this." She gestured to a box about the size of A4 paper, "I think it might not be suitable for you."

I froze for a moment. How does she seem to know what I want to put in the freezer?

"Considering that you will put fruit in the refrigerator," Miss Pande continued, "Do you mind the problem of odor? A refrigerator with too small capacity often involves the problem of sharing the air outlet between two areas."

"Oh, yes." I didn't think about it. After she reminded me, after thinking about it, I said, "It's best if this can be solved together."

"I think we are approaching the perfect refrigerator in your mind." Miss Pande walked a little in front of me. "In the past experience, do you have any memorable things about the refrigerator?"

"No." In fact, I sometimes feel that I don't need a refrigerator at all. If it is not for skin care products, in fact, the small freezer in the convenience store seems to be more suitable for me. I imagined putting a freezer in the kitchen, and suddenly blurted out: "Is it possible to find a black refrigerator that meets all my requirements?"

She stopped and turned around.

"Yao." There seemed to be more joy in her eyes, "Look around."

I suddenly understood. My black refrigerator!

My name is written on the refrigerator next to Miss Pan De. First of all, it is nothing but a sofa. The moment I saw it, I knew it must be mine. It is just the kind of structure I want. The freezer compartment is an electric drawer, and the upper part is a double door. The most important thing is that it is very beautiful. And there is no need for me to hide it in the corner of the kitchen: it will match my sofa very well.

I can already imagine myself sitting on a single-seater sofa and seeing it. It will be placed on the corner by then, and I will stick a piece of cork board on it for memo paper. It is best to use blank paper that is a little yellowish, not too smooth.

"But its capacity may be a bit big for you. This refrigerator has a capacity of six hundred liters." Miss Pan De glanced at the phone and looked back at me again. She drew me back to reality: "Also, don’t know how wide your door is? For a refrigerator of this size, it may take some skills to smoothly pass through ordinary apartment doors... Considering the size, the black one on LG’s side A refrigerator may be more suitable."

I followed her gaze and turned back. I looked at Miss Pande: "You really helped me find the perfect refrigerator."

She seemed a little surprised, blinked, and laughed: "You are very happy."

"Yes." I immediately responded, "You are the perfect consultant."

She lowered her head and smiled unabated: "I can't help much."

"No," I said again, "you are the perfect consultant."

She didn't refute me again this time.

The refrigerator will be delivered to home during the day on Saturday. The bill that I just brushed off made me calmer. Actually, judging from the number, I just bought a 615 liter refrigerator, which is more than the 600 liters I thought of when I first scratched my head. It's a little bigger. But it is not important. It has my name on it.

We went downstairs from the other side. This is also Miss Pan De's suggestion: I seem to understand why she can be a duck in the water at the consulting company. Her unpredictable prophet helped me gradually recover from the joy of getting the perfect refrigerator, and I realized that I might have unconsciously given her a lot of information today, although it was all about me personally. Miss Pan De also looked a little happy, maybe the happiness brought by the refrigerator was also passed on to her by me.

I briefly checked the air conditioner and TV. I don’t plan to buy TV. I don’t have time to watch shows or play console games. For me, it can only be the idiot who ruins the perfection of my sofa. But since you can take a look at it by the way, it doesn't hurt to understand it.

There is a very bright red on Sony’s screen presentation. I couldn't help but stopped.

That is a female Latin dancer. Her dancing partner almost blended into the background, only the reflection of the woven gold fabric and the powerful arms reminded his existence. Without music, the attack and annihilation among more than a dozen TV sets was silently eliminated, only the pictures resonated, to amplify the common beauty and impact. My eyes follow the swaying skirt.

"What familiar things did you see?" Miss Pan De asked.

I shook my head: "That's beautiful, isn't it? Latin."

"Dancer or dance?"

"Both." I suddenly felt a little hungry, "Do you mind having a sandwich at noon? The quality control in the company building is obviously better than the other branches."

"I'm happy." She seemed to adapt to my change of topic very quickly.

"Thank you very much today, Sonia." I laughed, "I bought the perfect refrigerator because of your help. My mood has become lighter this week. When did you become an expert in electrical appliances? ?"

"Last night." She said, "The competition for white goods is fierce, and the same price is about the same. But a qualified consultant can make you more confident in your choice. I think this is why our solution is so expensive. ."

I looked at her, not knowing where I should pay attention to her self-deprecating joke and the phrase "last night". For a moment, I invited: "There is a very good restaurant in the National Gallery. There is no better place to express your gratitude than there. Reservations for the weekend have been very tight. When will you be free to enjoy it?"

"Oh! Thank you, Yao." She turned, "Unfortunately, I have something to be busy on Sunday, and I also have work this Saturday. On which working day and night would you like me to cash this reward?"

"Of course." I added, "you are welcome to bring guests."

Then your guests had better bring inside information, I thought. But in fact, I really want to invite her to dinner to express my gratitude-Miss Pan De’s proposal for a weekday dinner makes people have to consider other circumstances. In her capacity, it couldn't be easier to ask me for a meal. Why should I choose the refrigerator with me? She is really a kind person, I think, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of environment she grew up in.

Miss Pan De and I took the subway back home.

The subway in Singapore is as cold as it is in the building. Today, my pants are slightly thin and I am reluctant to sit down. Miss Pan De sat diagonally across from me and did not play with a mobile phone. It may not be convenient to play: after all, I saw any news about work coming in. She seems to be accustomed to the frequent gazes and gazes of the people around her, but because she didn't do anything at hand, and because of the issue of public ethics, it was not convenient for us to talk. Ms. Pan De who simply "rides the subway" seemed a bit pitiful. I understand the feeling of being watched. Although the owner of the eyes is mostly not malicious, it is never a good thing to be looked at by a stranger. No one wants to show their charm through this way of being spied on.

I regret taking her to the subway.

It was only four stops away from the company. After the person next to me got off the bus, I sat down next to Miss Pan De.

"Standing tired." I said, "In our company, do you sometimes feel cold?"

"Occasionally. I usually carry a knitted cardigan in my bag." She also whispered to me, "When I was a consultant, a partner wore a three-piece suit every Friday when I returned to the base meeting every Friday. I haven’t had the habit of wearing a cardigan—I finally caught a cold one day."

I froze for a moment, and then laughed out loud with her.

I don't know if she feels better-at least the two of them are being stared at together now.