his substitute

The first rain of autumn has been pattering down for a week, the sky over the city is overcast, and the sun has disappeared.Many people can't afford to add more clothes. Patients with cold and fever wearing big masks can be seen everywhere on the street, and hospitals of all sizes have been crowded into vegetable markets.

Xun Musheng leaned on the driver's seat, swallowed three cold medicines with cold water, picked up his phone and checked, it was already 8 o'clock at night.

In autumn and winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it is already dark. The night market stalls on Yuhong Road have begun to open, and the colorful umbrellas are stretched into the night, like poisonous mushrooms that grow wildly after the rain.

Unfortunately, the toilet paper in the car ran out, so Xun Musheng got out of the car and walked quickly to the nearest stall, where he bought a pack of napkins from the boss.

"Did you catch a cold because you wear so little?" The boss is a gray-haired man with freshly cooked stewed vegetables on the stall. After receiving the money, he chattered like educating the juniors in the family: "The weather is cold, it's time to add more clothes." You have to add it. Look at what you are wearing, what is the windbreaker for, you have to wear a cotton coat. It’s hard to catch a cold, and you have a runny nose and sneeze. You came here to buy it because you ran out of paper from blowing your nose, right?”

Xun Musheng's forehead twitched, speechless.Back in the car, he tore off the wrapping film of the paper towel, and took another look at the stewed vegetables stand. There were no customers, and the boss had his hands in his pockets, his shoulders and neck shrunk, shaking slightly in the night wind.

One is old, and in this kind of weather, he still holds an umbrella to set up a stall to do business, probably because he has a reason to come out to make money.

And he stays here every day, and there are reasons that are difficult for others to understand.

Approaching 9 o'clock, a familiar figure came out of the Zhongcan Media Building, dressed in ordinary clothes, wrapped in a dark atmosphere from head to toe, holding a black umbrella, walking hurriedly in the rain, passing by several food stalls Slow down, and finally stop at the stewed vegetable stall. A few minutes later, I took a plastic bag containing food from the boss, turned around and walked to the side of the road, pausing for a moment, as if thinking about whether to take a taxi or wait for the bus.

Xun Musheng looked at him in the car, his brows furrowed a little.

Wen Yun's appearance is actually not decadent, and it has nothing to do with being down and out.In fact, every ordinary hard-working man in this city is similar to him.

If they dress up carefully, they can be glamorous and personable, but after all, human energy is limited, and they may not care about beauty if they care about livelihood.

Xun Musheng understood this truth, but when it came to Wen Yun, he couldn't convince himself.

The Wen Yun in his memory should be the most outstanding existence no matter where he is.

A taxi came, Wen Yun raised his hand to greet him, the car clearly had an empty sign on it, but it sped past, splashing muddy water on the side of the street.Fortunately, Wen Yun reacted quickly enough to dodge neatly, so he was not splashed in dirty water.

Xun Musheng frowned deeper, feeling unhappy, and even subconsciously wrote down the license plate number of the taxi.

Half a minute later, another taxi appeared in the rain, but was stopped by a middle-aged man at the previous intersection.

After that came the third car. Wen Yun called to stop. As soon as he stepped out, three young people squeezed into the car first.One of them even pushed him.

Xun Musheng slapped the steering wheel with his palm, looking displeased.

But the people who were really waiting for the bus still held their umbrellas expressionlessly and waited quietly for the next bus.

This kind of situation is too common, not to mention taking a taxi on a rainy night, even in normal times, it is impossible to stop by the side of the road and a taxi will appear just right.

Wen Yun has long been used to waiting, but not used to grabbing cars with others.

Fortunately, I was lucky today, and I got on the car smoothly when I waited for the fourth car.

The driver talked a lot, and gave an impromptu speech on the rain that would last for an unknown amount of time.Wen Yun sat drowsy in the passenger seat and didn't listen to a word.

This week has been really tiring--

The two routes that Zhao Yu was nominally in charge of were in trouble. It was originally just a small problem caused by insufficient communication. It was enough to solve it in time and propose a suitable compensation plan.However, as the team leader, when Zhao Yu took the interns to discuss the next step of cooperation with the merchant, something went wrong again. Not to mention the wrong plan, the PPT presented to the other party at the meeting actually contained discounts for other merchants Welfare.

The bad thing about this is that Zhao Yu's preferential benefits for similar businesses of the same quality are completely unequal.

The other manager immediately stated that they would no longer cooperate in the future.

Zhao Yu was in such a state of desperation that he couldn't talk to Liu Cun at all, and when he came back, he was reported anonymously for kickbacks from the merchant.

Taking kickbacks is considered a big taboo in the new media department, but many people do it. If they are not reported, they will be fine. As long as they are given evidence and reported to the higher authorities, they will be suspended or transferred, or fired directly.

Liu Cun asked Zhao Yu to go back temporarily to "rest" for a while. Zhao Yu has always been bullying and afraid of toughness. The only one who received kickbacks said that there were not many team leaders who did not take kickbacks, and he was punished by others.

Liu Cun only asked: "Do you have evidence?"

Where can he get any evidence? When he came out of Liu Cun's office, he looked like a bereaved dog.

There is no team leader in the tourism and food section, and the autumn appreciation activity has just started, which is the time when there is no shortage of manpower.The plan was originally written by Wen Yun, and Wen Yun had contacted almost every merchant on every route in the early stage of preparation.Liu Cun convened a small meeting in the tourism and food section, and asked Wen Yun to temporarily replace Zhao Yu to be in charge of the overall planning of the event.

It was obviously a thankless job that everyone was not willing to take on, but Wen Yun had to take it, and it became "Wen Yun wants to take the opportunity to take the position" in others' mouths, and even spread rumors behind his back, saying that it was the right person to report Zhao Yu. It's Wen Yun. If this event goes well, Wen Yun will be the next team leader of the travel and food section.

Wen Yun has no time to reason with the rumormongers. The mess left by Zhao Yu is too difficult to clean up. When the routes were divided, Zhao Yu made the most of the benefits. The major clients of the department also have a lot of business contacts with other units of Zhongcan Media, and they cannot afford to be offended, so they must be pulled back.This burden fell on Wen Yun's shoulders. On the one hand, Wen Yun had to be responsible for the second round of autumn appreciation that was about to take place on the weekend, and called the merchants one by one to confirm the details. On the other hand, he had to prepare to negotiate with the merchants offended by Zhao Yu. The pressure was very high , working overtime every day until very late.

But it's okay to be busy, too busy, so that you don't worry about things that haven't happened yet.

When I was a little tired, I fell asleep when I got home, and I didn't even have time to worry about other things.

The rain covered the radiant night with a light gray veil, and the Land Rover followed the taxi, keeping a distance from the beginning to the end.

The taxi stopped at Lian'an Community, and Wen Yun got off the passenger sideways, probably because the clothes were darker in color. Although he was wearing a lot, from Xun Musheng's point of view, he still looked a little thin.

Xun Musheng watched him swipe his card to enter the community, his figure became more and more blurred until he completely disappeared around the corner.

The branch road outside the gate of the community is not a place to park. The Land Rover backed out slowly and drove towards the road it came from.

I have been following Wen Yun for five days. From Monday to Friday, I never miss work in wind or rain, and I am more punctual than going to work at my own company.Xun Musheng also couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. He was hiding and hiding, no different from being a thief.

That day at Yunzhou Mountain Villa, Wen Yun's sentence "I have a lover" almost stunned him. After a moment of blankness, his mind was quickly filled with anger and jealousy. He wanted to tie Wen Yun here immediately and ask who the "lover" was .After calming down a little, it was not surprising that Wen Yun had a partner.

It was almost unimaginable to meet Wen Yun again. He watched Wen Yun walk away quickly, only to feel the sunlight shining through the leaves like piercing needles, piercing into Wen Yun's body—as if It's like taking Wen Yun away again.

He leaned against the body of Dongfeng Warrior and smoked half a pack of cigarettes, suddenly he didn't know what to do next.

When Ye Feng came to look for him in the woods, he asked, "Do I look like Ye Gong?"

Ye Gong loves dragons, and misses dragons all day when he doesn't see them, but when they are in front of him, he's scared to death.

Of course he wasn't scared to death, but he couldn't even catch up with Wen Yun, so he just let Wen Yun go.

Ye Fenglin didn't understand what he meant, seeing his gloomy face, he said a cold joke: "I am Ye Gong."

In the past few days, he thought a lot, and asked people to check a lot. He didn't appear in front of Wen Yun rashly, but he paid attention to Wen Yun's every move all the time.

The more you pay attention, the greater the sense of loss in your heart.

The current Wenyun is no longer the Wenyun he knew.

13 years ago, Wen Yun was so heroic, like the most dazzling light in midsummer.And 13 years later, Wen Yun, although he is not lost in the crowd, his appearance is not inferior to that of the past, and he is even a little more mature and profound, but compared with the 18-year-old boy, he has less scorching aura after all.

Like withered weeds in late autumn.

The long time has polished the boy who has only seen a few times to almost perfection, and all the exquisite and beautiful people are only worthy of being his substitute.

The disheartened reality sent him back in a dramatic way, taking away his brilliance and spirit, leaving him with a tired body and slightly dazed eyes.

The 31-year-old Wen Yun is far from what he remembers and imagines, even worse than those doubles.

Xun Musheng occasionally had the illusion that it wasn't Wen Yun at all.

But in fact, that is.

The investigation of Wen Yun is not yet over, but the most important report has been placed on his desk.

Wen Yun in front of him is the person who fascinated him at the beginning, there is no doubt about it.The report records all the experiences of Wen Yun leaving the army and joining Zhongcan Media, but the 4 years as a soldier are completely blank.This blank just confirmed Wen Yun's identity - only those who came out of the A-level special forces would not be found out about their past experiences.

After reading the report, Xun Musheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows for a long time, and suddenly realized that the "lover" Wen Yun was talking about had probably passed away long ago.

In the past 8 years, Wen Yun has not been in a relationship. The so-called "lovers" can only be comrades in special forces.

Xun Musheng had no way to find out about that person, and he didn't even know his name, but he could guess that that person was no longer there, and Wen Yun couldn't forget him, so much so that he lived alone for eight years.

A punch hit the glass window, and Xun Musheng's eyes became more and more gloomy. On the one hand, he was burning with jealousy, and on the other hand, his heart ached.

I no longer know how to face Wen Yun, and I don't even know whether I still love Wen Yun—the current Wen Yun.

A few days ago, Wen Yun didn't take a taxi after get off work, but squeezed into a bus with a lot of passengers. When he got off the bus, he didn't have time to hold an umbrella. Half of his shoulders were soaked by the rain, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Xun Musheng followed all the way, and his heart gradually burned with an unknown fire, hating Wenyun for not being what he used to be, hating that what he loved was just an illusion.When I went home and drank alone, I dreamed of Wen Yun when he was 18 years old.

After waking up, he raised his hand and slapped himself.

That person didn't have much sharpness anymore, but it was still his obsession in his heart.

On Saturday, the rain stopped, and the autumn viewing activities continued.Wen Yun went around for a week, and ran five venues in succession on Saturday and Sunday to ensure that the route he was in charge of did not have any problems. At night, he drove the field car back to the unit. After signing the return form, he just wanted to go home and sleep immediately.

The Land Rover parked quietly downstairs.

Xun Musheng endured doubts, denials, and unwillingness for a week, and finally made a decision.

——The past is gone, the future can be expected.