MTL - Slowly Falling For Changkong-Chapter 2

Return home at 10:20 and open the door lightly. The room was quiet, his mother had fallen asleep. He brought the door and did not turn on the light, but tied the door chain that Weng Shuli had taken off before going to bed again.

There were several dishes on the square table in the living room, which were folded into the sky and washed into the kitchen. After packing, he tore off a new plastic bag and prepared to put it in the trash can, which he would take out together and throw away tomorrow morning.

When he bent down, he hesitated towards Changkong's movement. There was a letter in the trash can, torn in half, and he knew the colors and patterns of the envelopes.

He narrowed his lips slightly and took out the envelope.

Sure enough, it is a special envelope for Yifeiyuan.

The mailing address is printed in a uniform format, but the word "to the sky" at the addressee is written vigorously.

The corner of his mouth narrowed even more, and after standing for a while, he turned off the kitchen light and returned to his room with the letter.

Turn on the small lamp on the table, take out the stationery to the sky, and put them together.

"Changkong, Yifei University graduate student enrollment is about to begin. This time there are two places for flying majors. I don't know if you are concerned about this news, so I printed the admissions brochure and mailed it to you. Knowing your difficulties and understanding your position, but you are still so young, and you have the talent and enthusiasm not to lose to your dad, I always think that you should not just give up.

I have attached a letter of recommendation at the back, and hope to see you at Yifeiyuan next year. Uncle Hou. "

Uncle Hou's letter was short, but he repeatedly looked at the sky. He found the enrollment brochure sent by Uncle Hou and glanced at the registration time.

From October 21 to October 31.

Sporadic sparks splashed into Changkong's eyes, and then these tiny sparks gradually cooled down in the long silence.

He closed the letter, opened the drawer, and pressed it to the bottom.

The next day, Xiang Changkong was in day shift, and orders could not be received until ten o'clock. He made breakfast at half past eight and knocked on Weng Shuli's door: "Mom, get up to eat."

Weng Shuli in the room didn't answer, but after a while the door opened. She went to the bathroom to wash herself, and went straight to sit across the sky. On the table was a freshly made pan-fried bun, and she filled a bowl of porridge into her bowl, and had not forgotten to remind her to be hot.

Weng Shuli picked up the bowl and sipped it, her eyes inadvertently sweeping over the trash can near the table.

Yesterday's garbage was cleared to the sky. At this time, a clean garbage bag was set in the trash bin.

She didn't look there again, and put a bowl of fried buns in her hand.

The dining table was quiet, neither of them spoke, only the slight collision of utensils and the chewing of food. After eating, Xiang Changkong brought Weng Shuli's medicine and watched her eat it before packing the chopsticks and going out.

At the station, I checked in the sky and went to the locker room to change clothes.

At this moment, there were two colleagues sitting in the locker room chatting together, and Xiang Chang passed by them, and asked them, "Wang brother early, Angkor early."

"Xiaoxiang, you are here so early." Brother Wang is a slightly fat middle-aged man who looks very blessed. He looked at Xiang Changkong and said to him with a smile, "I was just with you Angkor just now Speaking of you. "

Holding a small smile to the corner of Changkong's mouth, he opened the cabinet door in front of him: "Say me?"

"Ranking, your delivery volume and praise rate are still number one. Have you ever felt that Xiao Zhang's eyes have become less and less friendly these days?"

Xiao Zhang was the first record holder before coming to the sky.

Xiang Changkong laughed and said, "You think too much, everyone is just working."

Brother Wang said: "You can't work too hard, especially when we take away food. We run on the road every day, and we must pay attention to safety."

"I know, thank you Wang for reminding me."

"But I'm really curious. You said you've only been here for two months. Why did you get started so quickly? The previous couple can remember the terrain at least a month. You can't send many orders in the first month. You seem to have just arrived. Those days were relatively low. "

Angkor on the side heard him say it, and he rushed forward: "Don't you say that, last time I looked at his mission map, wow, good guy, densely packed, it is more complicated than the subway route, this If the newcomer had to cry on the spot. "

Take out the uniform jacket to Changkong, and close the locker door: "I have a good memory since I was young. Basically, I can remember by running two or three times. As for the task map, I can also refer to it when I have a small order. Order I do n’t even watch it. ”

Angkor blinked curiously: "Did you remember?"

"Well, I will calculate the distance and time myself, plan the shortest route, and improve efficiency."

Angkor and Wang looked at each other for two seconds and sighed, "It is indeed a college student, and my brain is better than us. In current buzzwords, what is this ... high-end player?"

Brother Wang stunned him: "Come on, not every college student is so smart. My nephew is not a college student, and he is no smarter than me."

Put on a coat to Changkong, smile at them and said, "Wang brother, Angkor, I'm leaving now."

"Yes, it's windy today, remember to wear a mask."

"understood."

When Xu Changkong left the site, Xu Lian was leaving from home. She opens the store at 10 o'clock every morning and will go for a half-hour walk around the community after getting up. She lives not far from Xingguang Park, and can be reached in 20 minutes without traffic jams.

Today, the small employee she hired appeared on the door of the shop on time, saw her car coming, and waved her hand to say hello. Xu Lian parked her car and talked to her early as she opened the store door.

"Boss, was the shop busy yesterday?"

"Okay."

"Then what did you eat yesterday? Will it be chicken leg rice again?" Order chicken drumsticks? "

Xu Lian walking in front paused, and looked back at her: "Why, every time we serve us the same takeaway brother?"

Zhang Guoer: "..."

OK, when she didn't ask.

"They all wear the same clothes and hats. How can I recognize them?" Xu Lian didn't care.

Zhang Guoer couldn't agree: "That takeaway brother is whiter than others! I want to ask him what sunscreen he uses!"

"Oh."

"And he looks good, don't you think his eyes look particularly melancholy and deep?"

"I didn't pay attention." Xu Lian finally stopped, looking at the little girl in front of her, "are you looking after others?"

"Hey." Zhang Guoer laughed twice, took out a small black book from his backpack, and shook it in front of Xu Lian. "It's true, I have listed him as my observation target no. 0123 Now. "

Xu Lian's eyes glanced at the small book she held up. The five characters of "a thousand faces" handwritten on it were particularly bright and eye-catching. She didn't express any opinion on this, and turned straight upstairs.

Zhang Guo'er retracted her hands a little bit, opened her small book, and wrote a sentence at the bottom of goal No. 0121: "Today's boss is as cool as ever."

Then I drew a frowning expression.

Zhang Guoer is a senior in drama, film and television literature at the School of Film. She has a great dream of collecting 1,000 different people as materials in her lifetime and recording their characteristics in her own small book as a character. Reference.

Xu Lian is also one of her observation goals.

At this point, she had made it clear to Xu Lian when she came to the interview, and Xu Lian didn't care about it.

Because the store opened at ten o'clock, the morning time passed quickly, and after a little while, Zhang Guoer ran to the second floor and asked Xu Lian what to eat at noon. Xu Lian was waxing with a bubbler. She looked up at Zhang Guoer and asked her, "What do you eat at noon?"

"I want to eat counterfeit food." Zhang Guoer said cheerfully, "or else we can eat counterfeit food together so that we can order more food."

"can."

"Then let's see what you want to eat." Zhang Guoer took the mobile phone and gathered in the past.

After finishing the dishes one by one, Zhang Guoer quickly ran down and began to wait for the takeaway brother to deliver rice. Xu Lian stayed on the second floor to continue her work. If these waxes are not applied to the mold in time, they will harden and solidify again, so the previous work is done in vain.

She wiped the two molds, went downstairs and washed her hands, and the takeaway was just delivered. This time Xu Lian paid special attention to the appearance of the takeaway brother and found that ... it was not too white.

"It's not him." After the takeaway brother left, Zhang Guo'er opened the box and said to Xu Lian, "It was another brother just now. Next time, the melancholy white brother comes to take away. I call you. "

"... I didn't really want to know."

Zhang Guo'er narrowed her eyes at her: "You just peeped at me just now, I saw it."

Xu Lian picked up chopsticks and decided to stop communicating with her.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated a bit. Xu Lian bit her chopsticks in her mouth and took a look at the mobile phone.

High school monitor: Xu Lian, everyone is discussing a reunion. Are you interested in participating?

Xu Lian didn't even think about entering the three words "no interest" and deleted the rewrite before sending: "I don't have time."

High school monitor: Are you busy at work? However, the time has not yet been set, and I will inform you when it is confirmed. I will try to come when I can, and everyone hasn't been together for a long time.

Xu Lian: Let's see then.

High school monitor: OK. By the way, why aren't you in the high school group?

Xu Lian: Really? Maybe when you accidentally retired?

High school monitor: Then I'll pull you back in later

"..." Xu Lian thought, then she might have to retreat accidentally.

"Boss, who is it?" Zhang Guoer looked at her with curiosity. Xu Lian glanced at her and put the phone back on the table: "The high school monitor, asked me if I was interested in participating in the reunion."

"Oh, I guess you are definitely not interested." According to her observations of Xu Lian in the past few months, she has hardly participated in any social activities and has never seen any friends come to her.

Except for her observation number 0122.

Xu Lian said: "I'm really not interested."

Zhang Guo'er shook his head: "Boss, you can't do this. A few days ago, I saw a public account criticizing the young people now, saying that they can't find men and women friends if they don't go out or socialize."

"It's ridiculous." Xu Lian sniffed. "I don't go out and don't socialize, which means that I want to be alone rather than looking for a boyfriend or girlfriend."