This year's winter came early, after a night of snow, the city was covered with snow.

After working on several large auto shows, the auto section became the most idle content group in the new media department. Xu Cheng was wandering around the office with a cup in his hand, taking advantage of the opportunity to ask for instant coffee, he desperately glanced at Wen Yun's computer.

Wen Yun naturally knew what he was thinking, and sighed, "Help him read the activity schedule?"

Xu Cheng had a pure face: "He? Which him?"

Wen Yun was silent.

Xu Cheng smiled: "Who helped him read it? I'm here to care about my colleagues. What does it have to do with him?"

As he spoke, he bent down slightly, put one hand on the back of Wen Yun's chair, and looked at the route chart openly: "'Parking'? You also took down 'Parking'? Their boss is not a local, and he never plays cards logically. Last year Your board just wanted to cooperate with them, but the discussion failed.”

Wen Yun knew about this.

A few years ago, a developer bought a piece of land in the west of the city, intending to build a hot spring villa for high-income people. After the completion, due to various internal strife and high-level games, he missed the golden period of sales, and was finally bought by a wealthy businessman as a whole. It has become a high-end hot spring resort.Afterwards, it lost money one after another due to poor management. Two years ago, it was sold at a low price to a boss surnamed Chen, and the name was changed to "Parking".After half a year of renovation, the resort area is divided into north and south areas.The North District occupies a vast area, with high-end shifting to mid-end, service prices have been greatly reduced, and various public entertainment facilities have been introduced, so that ordinary people can also go there for consumption.There are only five single-family villas left in the southern district, with hot springs entering the household, and continuing to take the high-end route.

Last winter, the new media department made a snow appreciation route map. Zhao Yu wanted to cooperate with "Parking", but the door was rejected. Boss Chen didn't know who it was, so he asked the secretary to spread the word: "We 'Parking', we don't need your new ones. media propaganda."

This is an exaggeration, but not an exaggeration. "Parking" has not cooperated with any new media self-media since its opening, but the business in the North District is extremely booming, and the South District has its own financial backers, so it really does not need new media promotion.

Wen Yun didn't understand the situation at first, and mentioned "parking" in the planning case.Liu Cun said with a half-smile, "You want to make money from 'Park'?"

Wen Yun talked about the matter: "The hot spring is in line with our route plan this time."

Liu Cun narrowed his eyes: "Then you can talk about it."

When Wen Yun came back with the document signed by Boss Chen, all the members of the travel and food section looked at each other in blank dismay.

In fact, he himself was a little surprised.

Boss Chen is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He speaks softly and is not as arrogant as the rumors say.

After Wen Yun finished explaining the details of the event and the distribution of benefits, Boss Chen asked a few questions about cooperation and asked the secretary to bring a special pen for signing.

Wen Yun didn't expect to talk about "parking" so easily, but Boss Chen just smiled and said, "I'll leave it to you."

Xu Cheng was fine anyway, so he simply pulled up an armchair, and was about to chat with Wen Yun, when Li Xiao ran over with the photos of the third round of Shengxi Plaza promotional activities.

It stands to reason that Wen Yun only took care of the first round, but since the incident with Mi Feng, Li Xiao has obviously gotten closer to him, and would show him a sample and ask for his opinion - although in terms of fashion trends, he Can't really offer any valuable advice.

Xu Cheng listened for a while, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message: "Wen Yun will definitely follow the event, you just choose 'parking'."

On the first day when the road map was launched, when Wen Yun sorted out the registration form, he saw the word "Xun Musheng" at a glance.

In the last autumn viewing event, Xun Mu was afraid that he would find out, so he signed up under someone else's name and only showed up on the day of the event, which caught him off guard.This time, he didn't hide or evade, and even filled in the phone number.

Wen Yun stared at the registration form for a long time and sighed softly.

In just a few months, the relationship has been very different.

He tightened his hand holding the mouse slightly, feeling anxious, but also faintly feeling anticipation and joy.

This time, Xun Musheng went to other places to inspect the project, and he was away for half a month, and the return date was undecided.

We used to be able to see each other almost every day, but now we are not used to seeing each other for a few days.

When the two are together, they don't actually do much, they just eat and chat, almost no different from ordinary friends.

The company that you are used to suddenly disappears, and you will inevitably feel lonely.

It's just that this kind of cognition has become another kind of torture for Wen Yun.

Why should he enjoy the company of another?And why not be alone?

Xun Musheng sends video requests every day, but he occasionally refuses because he is too busy.At this time, Xun Musheng would send a voice, his voice was low, and he could barely scratch his eardrum: "I miss you, let me take a look, if you don't waste your time, just watch for a second."

Once a video call is connected, you will definitely not just watch it for a second.

Wen Yun knew very well that he couldn't resist Xun Musheng more and more.And the so-called "resistance" also comes from the struggle of fear of abandoning the past.

Rather than really wanting to push Xun Musheng away.

The deeper the trap, the more at a loss—accepting Xun Musheng is a betrayal of past feelings; if not accepting Xun Musheng, the balance in my heart has already tilted.

He once thought that he could live his whole life alone with the longing for Chi Yu, but in such a short period of time, he was held by another man.

Sometimes he wants to remember every detail of his love with Chi Yu, but finds that he can't remember anything.

All I can think of are the interesting stories of being comrades-in-arms and partners.

As if they weren't lovers at all.

This is both absurd and shameful.

When he first came up with this idea, he smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, and while bearing the condemnation of his conscience, he desperately recalled it.

But the memory about falling in love is blank, thinking about it again, I have a splitting headache.

He can only escape and put all his energy on work.

Even so, when thinking of Xun Musheng, his mind would still be distracted.

Xun Musheng didn't say when he would come back. He actually hoped that the other party would come back earlier, and even hoped to see Xun Musheng's name on the registration form.

The moment he really saw it, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

There are accidents, there are joys, and there are excitements.

But in just a moment, all positive emotions are covered by guilt and self-blame.

He was happy for Xun Musheng's appearance.

But this happiness is tantamount to forgetting about Chi Yu.

"Brother Yun, have we decided on the route each of us will follow?" Team member Zhang Yi was ordering a stack of A4 papers that had just been printed.

Since Li Xiao started calling "Brother Yun", most people in the travel and food section have followed suit.Wen Yun was not used to it at first, but later Xu Cheng also called it that way, and joked with him: "If you don't call me Brother Yun, what do you call you, do you think others call you President Wen?" He silently accepted it.

"I'll send it to everyone in a while." Wen Yun came back to his senses, and assigned the "parking" to the route he was responsible for.

It's not because of Xun Musheng.

"Parking" is what he talked about, and he should follow the whole process of the event because of emotion and reason.

The phone rang, and Xun Musheng's message popped up: "I told you the name of your event, you won't be angry, will you?"

Wen Yun had no choice but to reply, "Are you coming back?"

"Well, I'll be back the day after tomorrow. What are you doing? Did you miss me?"

Wen Yun ignored the latter two questions: "The event is the day after tomorrow. It's snowing in Zhongcheng these days and it's very cold. You should wear more clothes."

"It's cold? Do you have a cold?"

"No."

"That's fine. If you catch a cold, I'll fly back right now."

Wen Yun's ears warmed up, "I'm going to work."

Xun Musheng smiled while holding the phone, which made Wang Ke roll his eyes.

On Friday, Wen Yun was fidgeting. He wanted to go to the airport to pick up Xun Musheng, but he felt uneasy.

Xu Cheng saw through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I will get up early for activities. I won't pick you up this time. You can drive the field car by yourself. You should go back early to rest."

Wen Yun was a little embarrassed, and tidied up the desk hastily.

"You can't wait for Mu Sheng's last flight at night." Xu Cheng said again: "In this cold day, he is reluctant to let you wait."

In fact, Wen Yun knew that Xun Musheng came back specially for the event, but he didn't expect that he was so busy that he had to take the latest plane.

My heart softened, and there was a bitter sweetness.

At this moment, Xun Musheng sent a WeChat message - he didn't know that his itinerary had been leaked by Xu Cheng, and he lied seriously to Wen Yun: "I'm back, but the company has something to deal with, so I won't be here today." I came to see you. Rest early, and see you at 'parking' tomorrow."

When Xu Cheng heard it, he burst out laughing, and clasped his fists at Wen Yun again: "Don't expose him, otherwise he must know that I said it."

Wen Yun returned home, checked the latest flight, and tried to call Xun Musheng in the early morning, but he didn't get through.

Xun Musheng was still on the plane.

He sighed, and began to organize the things he would bring to the "parking".This event included one night's accommodation. Since he was following the whole process, he also had to stay for one night, but he didn't live in a hot spring villa, but a staff dormitory arranged by "Parking".

After tidying up, before going to the bathroom, he took off the agarwood beads hanging around his neck, and put them gently on the desk in the study—this is his long-standing habit, he must take them off and put them away before taking a bath, and after washing put on.

But this time, when he came out of the bathroom, he hesitated.

Mu Zhu remained silent, but seemed to be silently asking: Are you going to forget Chi Yu?Are you going to forget your lover?

His heart tightened and his breathing became more rapid.

After standing there for a long time, he picked up the wooden beads, put them into a small delicate box, turned around and fled.

He didn't put on the wooden beads again, partly because of guilt, partly because of fear.

The red rope broke once last time, and later he went to the handicraft store to reweave one, and it broke again not long after.

This kind of thing had never happened before, he felt lingering fear, and often touched his chest, fearing that the wooden beads would be lost again.

In fact, half a month ago, the wooden beads did disappear again.

He was so tired that day that he didn't even want to take a shower when he got home, so he fell asleep.When I woke up early in the morning, I looked in the mirror while I was washing, and was shocked to find that the wooden beads were missing.

He panicked, thinking that the wooden beads had fallen outside, and was about to go out to look for them, but saw the beads and red string lying on the coffee table in the living room.

Next to the tea table, there was a wet towel.

It should be that he woke up at night and took a shower, took off the wooden beads and forgot to put them on again.

But he couldn't remember taking a bath in the middle of the night.

And even if you take a bath, you won't put wooden beads in the living room.

Unable to think of a reasonable explanation, it can only be regarded as carelessness.

This matter stuck in his mind, and with the fact that the red rope broke twice, he was afraid of losing the wooden bead during the following activities again, so he simply didn't wear it for the time being.

Early the next morning, the phone rang.

Wen Yun was about to take the bus to the unit to pick up the field car, when Xun Musheng said on the phone: "Forget it, I can't wait to see you, can't we see you at the 'parking'? I'll pick you up."

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