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Chu Wei stared at the chat interface with Zhou Jianxing on the mobile phone screen, his fingertips hovering above the send button, hesitating for a long time.
She thought about it over and over again, but ultimately couldn't make up her mind to tell Zhou Jianxing everything about Wen Lingyi's visit to her.
She was afraid. She was afraid that if she brought it up rashly, it would suddenly pry open the box of sorrow that Zhou Jianxing had managed to seal, causing all the painful and embarrassing memories inside to surge out again.
She saw how Zhou Jianxing got through these few months.
Things had just started to improve, and she couldn't bear to take any more risks.
And, how should he put it? Should he describe it with his own emotions, exaggerating it so that Zhou Jianxing would completely give up?
You should still relay the message as objectively as possible, including the other person's last pale sentence, "I'm serious."
What if Zhou Jianxing softened her heart? What if she was shaken again by the other party's slightest regret and attempt to make amends?
Chu Wei didn't dare to gamble.
She scratched her hair irritably and finally decided to give it a try.
Click on the input box and type carefully.
Chu Shanqiwei: "Xingxing, are you busy? Sister asks you a question."
The other party replied quickly and seemed to be looking at his phone.
Xingxing: "Not busy, just finished work. Ask Sister Wei."
Chu Shanqiwei: "If, I mean if...if your ex, um, that guy, suddenly comes back to get back together with you, would you agree?"
After the message is sent, the top of the chat interface immediately displays "The other party is typing..."
But the words flickered for a moment and then fell silent again.
After a rather long silence, Zhou Jianxing's replies finally popped out one after another.
Xingxing: "She won't get back together with me"
Xingxing: "I won't agree to that either."
Xingxing: "I will never get back together with her in this life"
Okay. Chu Wei looked at these three lines of words, especially the last one, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
It seems that this time, Zhou Jianxing will not be so easily fooled or deceived.
She breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a "pat on the head" emoticon, ending the topic.
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Huang Haifu's office was filled with a faint smell of tobacco and Pu'er tea.
He was wearing reading glasses and flipping through a stack of work records in his hand, nodding with satisfaction from time to time.
"Xiao Zhou," he raised his head and looked at Zhou Jianxing, who was standing neatly at his desk, his face full of admiration. "I've carefully reviewed your work over the past few months. Customer reviews are very high, the return rate is extremely low, and you have a very good reputation among colleagues."
"He's down-to-earth and willing to study. Not bad, very good."
Zhou Jianxing smiled awkwardly, his hands unconsciously rubbing his lower back behind his back: "It's my duty, Boss."
"The company has always attached great importance to the cultivation of technical talents." Huang Haifu put down the record sheet and folded his hands on his slightly protruding belly. "We have decided that there is a place for you in this year's training program. When the time comes, we will send you, this group of outstanding employees, to City B for further professional training."
City B? Further studies? Zhou Jianxing raised his head in surprise, his eyes slightly widening.
She never expected that such a good thing would happen to her.
She thought she was just working honestly, repairing every machine, and earning hard-earned money. She never thought that she could be considered an "excellent employee."
But... we have to go to City B, which is far away in the north.
Just hearing the name, Zhou Jianxing subconsciously backed off.
It’s so far away and I’m unfamiliar with the place.
She felt that the current situation was actually quite good, even though she had lost the stable customer base in Lanyue Bay that she had been operating for half a year.
That was the area where she earned the highest income and visited most frequently.
But she has not been idle. Recently, she has been working hard to develop customers in other new communities, and her reputation has gradually built up.
Recently, we even signed long-term equipment maintenance cooperation agreements with two large companies in City C.
She doesn't have any earth-shattering ambitions and just thinks things are good as they are now.
It’s close to home, and I can enjoy the meals my mother cooks just by opening the door.
My friends are all around me and we can get together for a drink and chat at any time.
Although her income is not top-notch, it is growing steadily and is enough for her to live a comfortable life.
Except...except there is Wen Lingyi in City C.
If you put this aside, life in City C is almost perfect.
"Boss," Zhou Jianxing subconsciously rubbed his overalls leg with his hand, trying to wipe off the non-existent dust on his fingertips, "How long will this study session take?"
"Half a year." Huang Haifu looked at the retreat and fear on Zhou Jianxing's face, feeling a little disappointed.
This girl's skills are impeccable, but she is too timid and lacks courage.
"Look at you, you just stay in this familiar little corner of City C every day. What kind of future can you possibly have? You need to have a long-term vision!"
"This training is a rare opportunity. I can learn the most cutting-edge and latest technologies and meet many experts in the industry."
"Next year I plan to open a branch in City D. If you study hard, you'll be a key technical officer when you return. It's not impossible for you to be transferred there as a chief technical officer or something like that!"
As expected of a boss, he is good at making promises.
Being a technical director? Zhou Jianxing was quite self-aware. He thought he was at most a skilled and hardworking technical talent, and had nothing to do with management or leading a team.
But... going to City D? There's no Wen Lingyi in City D.
This seems good.
"Half a year...that's too long," Zhou Jianxing muttered softly, his fingertips tracing circles on his trouser legs. "Boss, you're not looking for an excuse to exile me, are you?"
She made a rare joke.
Six months. Six whole months.
Zhou Jianxing has never left home for a long time since he was a child. He even went to a local university near his home so that it would be convenient for him to go home.
The thought of leaving my parents, my familiar circle of friends, and living alone in a completely unfamiliar northern city for half a year...
For someone like Zhou Jianxing, who is extremely homesick and dependent on familiar environment, this is simply unimaginable.
"Hey! This kid!" Huang Haifu pretended to pick up the thick maintenance manual on the table and gently patted his mahogany desk, making a dull sound. "How many people in the company are scrambling to get in! This is a publicly funded program! It's paid!"
"As a girl, you should carve out a niche for yourself while you're still young!"
"Our company has never hired female maintenance workers before. You are the first one to do this. You have set a precedent. You must strive to be a hero and bring honor to all our female colleagues who are learning technology!"
Wow, Zhou Jianxing was secretly shocked.
She had just shown the slightest sign of not wanting to go, and Huang Haifu directly elevated the issue to the level of "bringing glory to women"?
However, although this kind of rhetoric is old-fashioned, it does make people feel excited, as if some glorious mission has suddenly been placed on their shoulders.
Zhou Jianxing clenched his fists, a sense of pride surged in his heart, and he almost wanted to nod in agreement immediately.
However, that feeling of pride faded just as quickly as it came. The thought of actually being away from home for half a year brought back that familiar feeling of timidity.
She felt that such a big matter must be discussed with her parents and Chu Wei and the others.
"Boss," Zhou Jianxing put on a slightly flattering smile and softened his tone. "Look, could you let me go back and think about it first? And talk to my parents about it? I'm the only child in our family. I have to make sure they're at ease if I have to travel so far for so long."
"Tsk, daddy's girl! Mama's girl!" Huang Haifu shook his head and sighed, looking helpless.
Although he is quite old, he surfs the Internet as fast as young people and uses precise Internet buzzwords.
"Alright, there's still about a month until registration, so you should think it over carefully." Huang Haifu's tone became serious. "Xiao Zhou, there aren't many opportunities like this to study at public expense. If you miss it, you might never get it again."
"The company really values you and hopes you can take on important responsibilities in the future."
Zhou Jianxing is the technical benchmark of Schindler Maintenance. Huang Haifu is still counting on using Zhou Jianxing for advertising. Nowadays, all companies have marketing.
A sweet-looking and skilled female repairman is a living billboard.
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Zhou Jianxing nodded, feeling confused, and prepared to leave the office.
"Hey, Xiao Zhou, wait a minute." Huang Haifu suddenly called her again.
Zhou Jianxing turned around: "Boss, is there anything else?"
Huang Haifu pushed his reading glasses up his nose, a look of gossipy concern on his face: "Um... that thing about your broken heart, are you okay now?"
As people get older, they seem to be particularly concerned about the love lives of young people, and they also try to see if there is a chance to act as a matchmaker and satisfy their desire to be a matchmaker.
He was still thinking about a relative's child, who he thought was in very good condition, so he had kept the child for Zhou Jianxing.
Broken heart? Are you okay? Zhou Jianxing was taken aback by this sudden question.
A broken heart is not a cold or a fever, how can it be described with such light words as “are you better now?”
But on second thought, the symptoms of a broken heart do seem very similar to a severe cold.
At first, it was just a tightness in her throat, which she thought drinking more hot water would relieve. Then her nose started to feel blocked, and it felt like breathing through frosted glass, preventing oxygen from getting in and memories from leaving.
Oh. It turns out that the stuffy nose was caused by respiratory alkali poisoning due to excessive crying, and it gradually worsened with the arrival of winter. Even the dampness of the rainy season still lingered in my heart.
The worst part was at night. My body would feel inexplicably hot from the emotional ups and downs, but my mind would be eerily clear, with no desire to sleep at all.
She tried counting sheep, but when she counted to the thousandth, she was horrified to find that beneath the gentle curly fur of each sheep was a gentle face.
Well, it should be a goat, an evil goat.
The faint sweetness in her memories is like expired and ineffective medicine. Taking it will not relieve her symptoms, but will make them worse, making her even sicker and recovery is nowhere in sight.
During the day, she would try to pretend that she had recovered.
Sneeze a few times on purpose in front of your colleagues and then complain, "The flu is so bad lately."
No one noticed that her slightly red and swollen eyes were not caused by a virus - many of the symptoms of a broken heart are too similar to those of a cold, they both cause tears, they both make you weak, and they both take time.
But the cold will get better. One morning I woke up and suddenly I could smell the aroma of coffee.
And lovelorn...
A broken heart is like a chronic rhinitis. You thought you had recovered long ago, but one afternoon during a season change, you are struck by a familiar smell and find it difficult to breathe again.
Zhou Jianxing now suffers from severe PTSD to certain smells.
The indoor fragrances of those wealthy families are always similar to the one in Wen Lingyi's home, which often makes her want to run away the moment she steps into a client's home.
This is so annoying. Did all these people order the same aromatherapy?
Walking through the crowded crowd, sometimes in the subway, sometimes in the client's company, Zhou Jianxing could always smell a scent similar to Wen Lingyi's, the scent of perfume.
It is a contradictory fragrance. The top note is a rich and sweet floral and fruity scent, which appears warm and attractive on the surface, but the base note becomes cold and distant, with an inaccessible chill.
Only at times like this would Zhou Jianxing wish that he really had severe rhinitis and loss of sense of smell.
In this way, she will not be able to smell the scents that evoke memories, nor will she uncontrollably think of the person who left so decisively.
·
So, is her heartbreak over?
"It's almost done," Zhou Jianxing turned around and smiled sweetly at Huang Haifu, "Thank you for your concern, boss."
Almost healed. That means he's not healed yet.
The wound may appear to be scabbed, but may still be bleeding slowly from within.
"Just focus on your work," Huang Haifu said, looking at Zhou Jianxing's thinner body. He would rather believe that it was due to work. "Relationships are not permanent. What's most important is to manage yourself with all your heart."
Yes, Zhou Jianxing repeated silently in his heart. Love is not permanent.
And those pains that are deep in your bones will one day be slowly and bit by bit smoothed out by the silent flow of time.
She could only believe this.
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