He doesn't want to turn on the lights, so he doesn't turn on.

Li Baitian was sitting on the sofa drinking soup. I looked at the white and black in front of me. There were already several missing pills. It seemed that I had been having a cold for a day or two.

I helped him clean up the room simply, and when he collected the dirty clothes, he threw them into the washing machine. There was nothing wrong, so he sat on the sofa, activated the remote control, and watched the movie that had just been paused.

I no longer let Li Baitian watch cartoons, but watch some European and American subtitled movies, so that at least he can continue to watch them.

It is an art film, with mostly groggy and textured images. The lights in the room are too dim and groggy, with only the sound of Li Baitian drinking soup.

After drinking this bowl of soup, the cold was temporarily suppressed. I asked Li Baitian if he wanted to lie on the bed, and he said no. I asked why, but he was very honest. He said, "To prevent you from getting up and peeing later."

I just laughed.

Li Baitian and a big Buddha were huddled in the quilt and asked me, "How is the job?"

I said, "It's all okay, I'm quite adaptable. I'm just a little bored."

Because my work is too simple, it is a bit boring and has no challenge. As the general manager's assistant, because it does not involve business and the competition is not fierce, I arrange the itinerary for the manager. I do these things easily, and it is even more difficult to translate files.

So if there is no need, I rarely work overtime because during working hours, what should be processed will be processed.

Li Baitian glanced at me, thought about something, and seemed to have been struggling for a long time before he said it. He said, "Xue'er, don't you say you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination? Recently, Wang Meiliyi came, and I haven't heard you talk about this."

In the past, when I was studying books, I always ate them by Li Baitian. Isn’t Wang Meili clingy? I don’t come to Li Baitian often. There are some books at home, but to be honest, Wang Meili talks too much, and I can’t read them even if she disturbs me.

I was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, Li Baitian said, "When Wang Meili becomes stable, you should have some clues. If you encounter any difficulties, tell me, don't be confused with her, you two are different."

I wanted to ask where the difference was, but I swallowed it again. I should be able to understand Li Baitian's meaning, and I insisted that he explain it clearly and it was boring.

When Li Baitian warned me this, I was quite moved. I remember that I was really confused recently and suddenly felt a little guilty.

I laughed and pretended nothing happened, "Why did you suddenly tell me this? It seemed like you would give me your last words?"

Li Baitian raised his head, sneezed out, swallowed it, squinted his eyes and said, "Have you not been talking to you well for a long time?"

"What, do you miss me?"

Li Baitian looked at me with disdain. Maybe he wanted to refute it, but then he thought about it and said, "Why are you doing that far away? Come over."

I sat a little far away from him, mainly because his living room is large and the sofa is large. The distance between the sofa and the sofa is very wide. I didn't think of anything, so I moved my butt to the sofa where Li Baitian was sitting. This position is more convenient to watch TV.

The two foreigners in the video are still talking about love, and the picture is extremely beautiful. After taking a look, Li Baitian gave him a haha. I asked him to take medicine, but he became sleepy after taking the medicine.

But he still didn't want to go to bed, so he lay on my lap and slept for a while with his eyes closed. He felt uncomfortable in this position, so he simply turned around and hugged my waist, buried his face in my stomach and continued to sleep.

The quilt was very thin but also warm. He wrapped himself in it like a big silkworm pupa, revealing a head. I reached out and touched his hair, with a thin layer of sweat.

The picture on the TV was still flashing, and Li Baitian was already asleep. I turned off the TV sound and allowed it to flash like that. Suddenly I thought of a word, "The piano is in the throne, and the years are quiet."

At this moment, I suddenly hope that we will continue to be young like this without having to face the separation brought by time. Everyone, Li Baitian and I, Wang Meili and I, Yuan Ze and I, will continue to be like this, it would be great.

Li Baitian got up and went to the bathroom. Then I helped him back to the room. He lay on the bed and went to sleep obediently, looked at me playfully, blinked his eyes and continued to sleep. I touched his forehead and stopped having a fever. Then I poured a glass of water and placed it on the head of his bed, turned around and went back to my room.

Wang Meili has returned and is not in a high mood.

I cleaned up briefly and asked her how she was on a date. Wang Meili looked at me angrily and said, "Xiao Xueer, you are so indifferent. You actually left Yuan Ze and I and left."

I said, "Isn't this what you hoped?"

Wang Meili turned her face aside and thought for a while and said, "It was obviously Yuan Ze you made an appointment with, but you put the pigeon in the end. Have you ever thought about what Yuan Ze thought? Li Baitian felt a cold and would not die. You did this too inauthentic!"

I suddenly realized that what Wang Meili said made some sense. Under normal circumstances, if I had something to do temporarily, I could call Yuan Ze to cancel the date. I would like to talk about it next time I had the chance. It was not that I couldn’t understand that Li Baitian had a cold. I threw Wang Meili down and walked away without any burden. It was wrong.

It seems that Li Baitian is right. I am very careless in doing things recently.

I asked Wang Meili, "What did Yuan Ze say?"

"No, he has nothing to say to me. He obviously wants to make an appointment with you." Wang Meili is also a sensitive woman. She probably realized that the person Yuan Ze was thinking about was me. I was a little embarrassed two days ago when I was crazy about Yuan Ze, so I planned to end the topic temporarily.

After working on it for a long time, I felt that I was wrong everywhere.

But these friends have indeed reminded me of one thing: I have a wrong mental state recently, I have no fighting spirit, and I am content with the status quo. As the saying goes, only if I have pressure, I will be motivated. When I was in school, I had the pressure of learning, so I worked very hard when I was studying. In society, I should have the pressure to survive, but because I have been so smooth since I graduated, I didn’t feel the pressure.

The good job recommended by Sister Li Wei to me, the good house Li Baitian lived in. These resource conditions provided me with a more comfortable development space, but I regarded it as an absolute place to stay and lost the ** of hard work in peace. This is not good or bad.

So the next morning, I set the alarm clock and went out to run in sportswear. I haven't exercised for a long time, and Taekwondo is almost abandoned. After running for half an hour, I was so tired.

I bought breakfast and knocked on Li Baitian's door, but no one responded. I thought he hadn't woken up yet, so I took the breakfast home. Wang Meili dropped the evening shift and was still sleeping in.

I cleaned up briefly, washed and put on makeup, and I changed into professional clothes to prepare to go out. Before going out, I knocked on Li Baitian's door, but no one responded. Unfortunately, I haven't gotten the spare key of the house here since I gave it to Li Baitian last time.

I called Li Baitian on the way, and he quickly answered it, but he still had a heavy nasal sound.

I said, "You're not at home?"

Li Baitian: "I'm here to Xiangshan to get the morning view."

"When did you get up?"

"I went out at around four o'clock."

I said, "If you have a cold, don't fight like this, don't forget to take medicine."

"Yeah, I'm sure I'm busy."

After hanging up the phone, I was shocked by Li Baitian's work spirit. On the other hand, I was simply regressing. Am I worthy of the books I stayed up late to read, these six hundred-dollar myopia, and what I said to Li Baitian in the past?

A good education and good grades are not just to find a good job in the future. Instead, using knowledge to cultivate the correct values ​​as much as possible, and then managing a good life.

Before entering the office, I clenched my fists in my heart. Every day was a new beginning, and I started to do my job well today. But the assistant's job was still too boring. I just answered calls and sent emails, helped President Song, who was on a business trip, and kept in mind some of his own business.

During the lunch break, Xiao A, a female employee who was particularly gossipy in the company, came to chat with me and asked, "Mr. Song should come back today, right?"

"Yeah." I didn't think about anything and responded lightly.

"How is the order being negotiated? This order is very important." Xiao A said.

I smiled and said, "How could I know this?"

I really don't know, but even if I know, I can't talk nonsense.

When Mr. Song came back in the afternoon, I had prepared the work records and to-do matters for the past two days. When he got rested, he went to him with the documents to sign.

Mr. Song looked in a bad spirit. He looked at the meeting minutes a few times and suddenly asked me, "Xiao Zhou, what is the relationship between you and Li Wei?"

I was introduced by Li Wei, but Mr. Song had never asked me this question before. This question made me a little confused. But there was nothing to hide. I told the truth, "Mr. Li's younger brother and I are classmates."

Mr. Song nodded in a clear way and asked again, "Do you still have any contact now?"

Of course there was a connection, and I really didn't react and suddenly asked what this was for. So I smiled and said, "It's okay."

Mr. Song knew about it again and then asked, "Who else knows about my business trip plan?"

"No," I answered seriously, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Song, are there any questions?"

"It's okay, you go and do it."

I returned to the outside office and recalled the words Mr. Song suddenly asked me, but I still didn't understand anything. We, Mr. Song, is a kind and calm person, and will not ask about the employees' **. We have always been satisfied with me before. This time, we suddenly asked this. Could it be that something was wrong with my job?

I really want to ask, but I don’t know how to ask, so I can only wait and see what’s going on for the time being.

Before the National Day holiday, I went to General Manager Song’s office to hand in the holiday work arrangements and heard two conversations. Because it was not a very important thing, the two people in the conversation did not care much about the problem of the gap wall.

The person who talked to Mr. Song was the second in charge of the business department.
Chapter completed!