No more talking, he sat with the people in the bed until he heard the gentle sound of breathing.
Open the quilt, the face inside is full of tears, even if it is sleeping, the eyes are swollen, the nose is red.
"Why don't you hide in my arms?" He wiped away the residual tears and sighed slightly.
Although he wanted to protect her in his arms, so that she did not cry, but since he did not want a comfortable life and chose the road of thorns, he could only stay quietly beside her when she was in pain.
Ye Shuimo could feel the warm hand and the faint sigh, but he didn't have enough oxygen in his head, so he just wanted to sleep.
In a trance, she seems to be back in the office. Everyone is there. She is standing in her own position, while Li Jingjing is sitting in her own position.
Just listen to her say: "Ye Shuimo, haven't you been promoted? You can't do that now. " Then he pointed to the office.
As soon as she opened the door, sister Liu sat in the office and yelled, "what are you doing in my office? Now get out at once
The door of the office was closed, she stood in the corridor, behind the closed people, in front of the colleagues who work with their heads down, no one paid attention to her, no place belonging to her.
I feel very sad, she cried, a face, only to find that it is a dream, tears are real.
Bedside table with a small light on, above the pressure of a note, familiar with the font, "wake up and come out."
After drying her tears, she ran to the bathroom. Sure enough, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her face was full of tears.
I washed my face and tied up all my hair again. That kind of uncomfortable feeling was quite relieved. Open the door, but smell sweet breath.
"Wash your hands." Ye Miao is wearing thick gloves to turn on the microwave oven, while turning to her.
"Yes." She responded with a thick nasal voice and looked out of the window absentmindedly. She came back during the day. Now it's evening. Time flies fast. No matter whether you are happy or not, time will not accommodate you, just follow your own pace.
As the fragrance grew stronger, she turned her head and was pleasantly surprised, "egg tart?"
"Yes." Ye Miao put the hot milk into her hand, and then handed over the crisp egg tart, "only a few."
Ye Shuimo took a sip of milk, and the mellow touch of hot milk immediately surrounded his mouth, relieving the discomfort of his stomach and throat.
She couldn't wait to pick up an egg tart. As soon as she picked it up, she immediately threw it away. "Hot!"
"Where does it burn?" Ye Miao grabs his hand in a hurry. He uses egg tarts to clip them. He cools for a while and thinks they are not hot.
"You wait. I'll get the ice."
Ye Shuimo was waiting in his seat, chatting with him, "I've never seen you make egg tarts before."
"Because it's bad for your teeth."
"You are so good. You can make egg tarts."
She found that there was only one dish, so she ran to the kitchen to eat with Ye Miao.
Ye Miao wanted to stop her, but he didn't stop her, so he had to stand outside the kitchen.
Ye Shuimo was surprised to see the high pile of semi-finished products in the garbage can, and the iPad opened on the cooking table was still playing the video of how to make egg tarts.
"Don't run around and sit down." Ye Miao to pull her.
She dodged, pounced back into his arms, rubbed, "fool, don't do it if you can't do it, how many eggs are wasted."
Ye Miao is not sure whether she is happy or not. She scolds Nangong Shang several times, saying that when girls are sad, they either like to buy, or they like to eat, and they have to eat sweets.
"If you don't like it, we'll go out, or what do you want to eat?"
"Who said I didn't like it." Ye Shuimo's fierce eyes widened, and then he sat back at the table, grabbed an egg tart, regardless of the hot mouth.
Eating, she felt sour eyes, blinked, but did not control tears.
Tears along with egg tarts to eat into the mouth, bitter, she mechanically into the mouth with egg tarts, while eating and crying.
Ye Miao took away the egg tarts, both heartache and heartache, "enough, don't eat."
Ye Shuimo let go and asked him to take away the egg tart. He rushed into his arms and cried enough. He thought he would not cry again after crying for so long today, but when he was treated with a cup of gentleness, all the grievances in his heart came out again.
She cried so much that ye Miao held her and asked her to cry, but he didn't persuade her. His eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he couldn't squeeze out any more water. Then he said, "what do you think?"
This kind of thing is not good to block in the heart, the person in the arms is a love hidden heart, their own corner, do not ask good, she is not at ease.
Ye Shuimo bowed his head and didn't speak. He had a tendency of not speaking. He was hated by all people. It was really embarrassing to say it. It's fair to say that one person is disgusted. It must be because she doesn't do well to be hated by so many people."I feel terrible."
Ye Miao picks an eyebrow and suddenly says, "forget it, you'll leave Ruiya tomorrow and go to Ye Shi. You don't expect Ye Shi to go to any branch, any position or department."
Ye Shuimo sucked his nose, "it's not good."
"It can't be refuted." Ye Miao is very tough, "that small company doesn't know how to treat employees correctly. As long as you come to Ye's, you won't cry."
He has already started to take the mobile phone, find the number and press, "Uncle Ye, it's me. Ink will go to work tomorrow, you..."
"Wait a minute!" Ye Shuimo jumped up, grabbed the mobile phone and cried out, "I just won't go! Just stay there! I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I have to leave? " Cry gradually small, "if you leave, it's like doing something wrong and running away!"
Ye Miao's eyes softened, holding the crying man in his arms and coaxing him, "well, well, don't cry. If you don't want to go, don't go."
He wants to take the mobile phone, but ye Shuimo drags it tightly. He cries and asks him to call Uncle Ye immediately, saying that she won't go to Ye.
"Well, if you don't go, there's no dial at all." Ye Miao lights up her mobile phone to show her that her tears are more and more, so she goes to wipe them.
"Even you bully me, even you bully me." Ye Shuimo cried.
"I didn't bully you." Ye Miao couldn't coax anyone, so he simply lifted the man up, raised his chin and kissed him, blocking the cry between their lips and teeth.
As soon as ye Shuimo wants to cry, he will be more heated by the kisses. When he is kissed down, he even forgets his tears.
When the two lips separated, the gasp also leaked. Ye Miao licked her tears and sighed, "how can I be willing to bully you? If you don't speak those words, you should think wildly."
Ye Shuimo bowed her head. She had already thought that it was not her fault to be hated by everyone. If she continued to give in like this, she would not be reconciled!
Ye Miao sent her to the company. She insisted on coming to work and walking alone. When she arrived at the office, she hesitated.
Is this still the office? It's empty. Everyone is waiting to see a joke.
"Ink and wash!"
Qin Xiaoya patted her on the shoulder and pushed her to the office. "What are you doing standing there? I told you so many times that you didn't hear me."
As expected, there was no one in the office. Ye Shuimo turned his head and sat in his own place.
Qin Xiaoya said, "well, you should go to the office. After all, you have been promoted."
A few people left in the office turned to them one after another. She also knew that she had made a slip of the tongue and said in a low voice: "sorry, I didn't mean that."
"It doesn't matter." Ye Shuimo tidied up the documents, "there is no need to do without the position recognized by subordinates. Chenchen, the next issue of the magazine will be published in 10 days, right?"
Qin Xiaoya can't believe it, "don't say you're going to finish the next issue of fashion women's page by yourself. It's impossible. After all, it's absolutely impossible to concentrate all the work of all departments on you."
"I don't know if I can, but I'd better have a try. We can't let this issue open up because of internal affairs."
Although Qin Xiaoya thinks it's impossible, she also knows that her friends are under siege now. If she is still giving negative energy, what kind of friend can she be!
"OK, as long as you need the layout design, you can call me. This is my major. If you are afraid of troubling me, you will break up with me!"
Ye Shuimo decided to stir up the next issue of the magazine, which surprised everyone, but she had no time to think about other people's views.
First of all, the topic of each issue was selected by Sister Liu. Fortunately, she had done all kinds of work before, so she learned a little about each process and communicated with the photographer first.
Because before she ran with the photography team twice, we are no stranger, the photographer very happy and she said a lot.
Fashion magazines, especially women's magazines, should fit in with the positioning of the magazine. Now it's easy to lose attention. Their positioning is fashion city women, and now it's summer. Combined with this year's fashion trend.
She first delimits each subhead, and then looks for a core theme in each subhead. Unconsciously, she doesn't even find it after work.
"Retro shirts are popular this year, and white seems to be a classic style for thousands of years. In addition to the recent runway of Paris fashion week, there should be no problem and no mistake in positioning retro shirts in this issue."
She read on and on until she heard the doorbell and thought that the takeout had arrived. Then she got up reluctantly.
There is a shadow standing outside the door. She is a little nervous. She is the only one in the office. Who knows if people have bad intentions now.
Thinking of this, she was not in a hurry to open the door, and then she turned back with the words, "Xiaoya, Chenchen, the takeout is coming."
After shouting, she went to open the door, a door Leng, and relieved, "it's you."Ye Miao is carrying a lunch box outside. "I have a sense of prevention. If it's good, I can get a reward."
Ye Shuimo laughs, "what reward."
"Delicious." Ye Miao came in with a lunch box.
She followed, "what's good to eat?"
"What would you like to eat?"
"Rice with eight treasures, shrimp with slippery eggs, fish with Chinese prickly ash."
"None of these."