Chapter 11

Note: Thank you for your encouragement. In order to live up to your waiting, I wrote another article before getting on the plane.

Xiao Yue got up late this day

After sending the child to school, he hurried to the company

Recently, a new female colleague came. The new official took office and was very active. The meeting was actually arranged at 08:30 am.

It was already 08:45 when Xiao Yue walked into the conference room

She smiled apologetically at everyone, and after sitting down, she found that the blonde Mike stood out with everyone.

He blinked at Xiao Yue mischievously.

Today's meeting is about personnel arrangements for several projects

Xiao Yue felt her cell phone vibrate, picked it up and saw it was a text message sent by Mike: I have applied to go to your project team

Xiao Yue looked up and saw Mike pretending to be serious and listening to his colleague's speech.

Xiao Yue, your project lacks economic analyst sent Li Jian to help you? A female colleague asked

... Xiao Yue was a little hesitant

Haven't I applied to this project? Mike, an economic analyst, had no time to say

I have considered it. Is Xiao Yue’s project client Chinese? Should I send a Chinese person to you? You should support another project that cooperates with the Singapore branch? A female colleague said

Mike was a little disappointed, but didn't say anything more

Xiao Yue sent him a text message: Next time

The new female colleague began to talk about her new concepts in personnel arrangements, her experience abroad, etc.

Xiao Yue's phone vibrated again

It was Mike's text message and he also added a smile: It's really a saying, university professor!

Xiao Yue can't help laughing

Reply: What's said makes sense

Mike replied: Tell me about this at 08:30 in the morning?

Plus a weird face

Xiao Yue thinks this British colleague who is younger than him is funny. He is not very similar to the old-fashioned gentleman written in the novel. He has a bit of the characteristics of a Beijing boy, straightforward, cheerful and interesting.

Unconsciously, her thoughts drifted to Guan Wen

What has he been busy with recently?

I had made an appointment to meet yesterday, but he temporarily cancelled it and said there was something urgent.

I sent a text message yesterday afternoon saying that I would not contact him this morning and I would not be able to meet at noon

What happened?

At noon, McChain asked Xiao Yue to have dinner with Portman. Xiao Yue watched the show in the second half of the year. Portman Theater is not big, but he often invites excellent performance groups from abroad to perform.

Yo-you Ma! Xiao Yue shouted, I especially like his music

Mike came over and asked: Who?

Why don't you know him? Cello artist is so awesome. Xiao Yue curled her lips

Mike asked: Do you have his CD? Can you lend it to me?

Of course I can lend you his Sul f Tang Xiao Yue said: This episode of music is in tango style, with lingering and passionate

Xiao Yue was a little excited, blushed, and her eyes were shining

She especially likes Sul f Tang. The cello tells the story of sometimes hot and unrestrained, sometimes like crying and complaining, touching and heart-wrenching.

Every time she hears this episode of music, she feels extremely tenderness surging in her body

She also gave Guan Wen a CD for him to put in the car. Sometimes two people hugged each other and listened with their eyes closed, which was very enjoyable.

Xiao Yue suddenly noticed that Mike stared at her a little trance, and her eyes showed interest in exploration. She guessed that she was a little out of control, so she changed the topic and said: Go and have a meal.

Guan Wen finally called in the afternoon, where have you been? It was like missing Xiao Yue said angrily

Sorry, Xiaoyue, Guan Wen's voice seemed heavy. My wife was sick. Yesterday, she took her to see a doctor and the doctor suggested that she had a CT scan today.

What disease is it?

It seems like there is something in the stomach but it is very small. Guan Wen said

Xiao Yue took a breath and was that benign?

I have to do a check to find out that hope is benign... I can't accompany you these days, I will let you know the situation. I'm taking care of it. Take care of myself.

Guan Wen called from the hospital

My wife kept saying that she was having stomachache and couldn't eat

So he took her to check yesterday

Unexpectedly, this is the result

Whether it is benign or malignant, surgery is inevitable

The doctor recommends admission immediately

He spent the night with his wife in the hospital last night, and he never met her eyes

My wife couldn't bear it when she was so young and she kept crying last night

Guan Wen couldn't help but persuade her, hugging her and coaxing her before slowly falling asleep

Guan Wen walked into the ward, his wife was half asleep and half awake

He sat down beside the bed, looking at the woman he had been with for more than ten years, bent under the thin sheets, on the big white pillow, her face looked pale and thin, not as fierce as usual, but full of helpless expressions.

Guan Wen remembered that when they first met, he was attracted by her obedience and tenderness.

It was this helpless expression that made him feel the responsibility of taking care of her for the rest of his life.

From when did everything change?

Is it because of three years ago?

Perhaps earlier?

I remember it was only two years after my marriage, and my colleague Guan Wen held a birthday party for him.

Several young girls in the company were clamoring to kiss his cheek to celebrate

He didn't have the nerve to refuse, he thought it was a party, just a joke.

As a result, the photo was seen by my wife, and she made a fuss and made a fuss all night

No matter how he explains it, it's useless

Another time it seemed that my former girlfriend came back from the United States and had a meal together. Guan Wen didn't think much about it and said it casually, but it turned out to be a mess one night.

Guan Wen didn't understand why his wife was so worried about him?

Is it because when he was in love, Guan Wen had several girlfriends, many of which were better than his wife, so his wife never felt safe?

Guan Wen thought that as long as he took good care of his family and his wife, his wife would gradually become relieved.

If you don’t love you, who would be willing to take care of you like this?

But things did not develop as he imagined. His wife was still suspicious of him, but she became accustomed to his contributions to the family and did not cherish them.

As for him, he was used to buying Tie Shao like a typical Shanghai man at home. Over time, he became numb.

Three years ago, a newly graduated college student came to the company and was sent to study under him.

Guan Wen takes good care of her. Sometimes two people have a special feeling when they have dinner and chat. Apart from that, they have never done anything else.

When Guan Wen faced this simple girl, he felt very relaxed, and the feeling of being admired made him feel comfortable.

The girl looked at him with tenderness, Guan Wen enjoyed it very much

One night, a text message appeared on his phone: Thank you for a wonderful tonight, I am still thinking about our conversation, sleep well, see you tomorrow

He was taking a shower, and his wife read the text message. She got angry like a storm and cried.

There was already a child at that time. Guan Wen remembered that his daughter was scared and sobbed and called her dad.

Alas, it was a really unbearable evening

Since then, my wife has been very strict with him

Guan Wen sometimes wonders, is she so tired?

She must be in pain inside, right?

Will she always be in a nervous physiological state when she is always on guard against the other person's marriage?

But what kind of virtue does Guan Wen, the painful starter, have to persuade his wife?

Go and persuade her to forget?

Advise her to be tolerant?

Guan Wen remembers that it seems that he had read somewhere. Love is like sand holding in the palm of your hand. It is held too tightly. The sand flows out from the fingers. When you spread your fingers, the sand stops moving. It stops in the palm of your hand. It belongs to you.

He really hopes his wife can understand this truth

He remembered what he said to Xiao Yue that day, leaving all his love to her and leaving the responsibility to his wife

Is this accurate?

At this moment, looking at the sleeping wife in front of me, the poor little woman, why did his heart become so soft?

When he learned about her condition in the morning, why did his tears fall unconsciously?

If his wife spread her fingers, would Guan Wen become the sand that stayed in her palm?

What about Xiao Yue?

Do you really love her?

Xiao Yue... Guan Wen silently shouted this name in his heart

He pinched the phone in his hand and was about to get up when his wife woke up