Except during working hours and fixed chat times, Qin Ren rarely checks WeChat.
He wasn't like this when he was in college.
…
Qin Ren is a member of a generation who grew up using QQ. When he was in elementary school, he and his classmates were popular about "taking space," "grabbing parking spaces," "stealing food," and "buying and selling with friends." They were all the most fashionable social entertainment methods on the rudimentary Internet.
At that time, the QQ level was a symbol of status. From this, there were even various software that used QQ agents. The longer the online time, the faster the QQ level increased. Anyone who had a membership or yellow diamond was definitely a noble in the class.
.
And this kind of admiration and addiction to QQ, after the Internet gradually developed, gradually stopped being cold to people like Qin Ren who grew up.
…
Not long after, when Qin Ren was in high school, WeChat was born.
I don’t know why, but for a while, WeChat replaced QQ level and became a “status symbol” in another sense.
Qin Ren's personal guess is that the logic behind it is probably this:
If you have WeChat, it means you have a mobile phone number.
Having a mobile phone number means you have a mobile phone.
At that time, high school students had a mobile phone, a smartphone that could install apps, and it still had some reputation.
In addition, mobile phones are generally standard equipment for adults. WeChat’s once-popular shake-to-hook-up function is also very mysterious and cool for minors, so there is gradually a saying around that “adults use WeChat, but little kids only use it”.
Use qq" consensus.
This atmosphere stayed with Qin Ren until college.
The social world of adults instantly enriched in college has made WeChat replace QQ as Qin Ren's main communication tool.
The number of WeChat messages and the frequency of sending and receiving have also become indicators of its own composition.
People who frequently use WeChat have a high probability of “recharging immediately”.
And if you frequently use QQ, there is a high probability that you will be thought of as a house addict who is addicted to fencing with friends every day.
…
To sum up, in college, Qin Ren was envied, jealous, and hated by several of his roommates because he was dating Cheng Siyun and often checked WeChat.
What Qin Ren likes the most is the “ding dong” notification sound that comes from WeChat every time.
That meant that his beloved Orange came to him again to say disgusting and sticky love words.
However, times have changed, and now that he is working, what Qin Ren hates most is WeChat ringtones, and what he dislikes the most is WeChat messages.
…
He used to wonder why some people would say that they were very busy and had no time to read WeChat messages. It was just a matter of opening the software and taking a look. It was so easy.
But now Qin Ren understands that when you go to work and look at various work groups, you are already numb. Then after work, you don’t want to click on WeChat again and face all kinds of unread little red dots, even if you move your fingers.
There is no will.
On Qin Ren's WeChat, there is an avatar with unread messages always marked in the upper right corner.
Qin Ren has always treated her news as a summary at the end of the month, especially since going to work, and only eliminates the red dots almost once a month.
Not long ago, after the relationship between Qin Ren and her changed slightly due to a series of incidents such as vampires, Qin Ren couldn't help but pay more attention to her WeChat messages.
For example, when he went to work today, Qin Ren discovered that Cheng Siyu did not come, so before calling, he also confirmed the WeChat message she sent him.
Qin Ren clicked on Xiao Chengzi's dialog box, but there was no news about today. He raised his hand and slid it to the last unread page.
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October 10th-
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, are you asleep? I just had a dream]
[Little Chengzi: I dreamed that we were drinking coffee, and then we met my sister. She not only gave us a seat but also paid for us. What a strange dream]
[Little Chengzi: Mom said I miss my sister, but I feel like I miss you~]
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October 11th-
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, I realize that I have grown up! 】
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, I just came back from the mall and I want to show you what’s good]
[Little Orange: Picture.jpg]
[Qin Ren: Children only wear white, I’m not a lolicon]
[Little Chengzi: Scumbag brother-in-law, knock on the head.jpg, do you feel disgusted when my sister-in-law becomes a little sister-in-law? But there are also black ones...]
[Little Orange: Picture.jpg]
[Little Chengzi: Don’t secretly save it as a side dish~ Otherwise I will sue my sister]
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Unsurprisingly, his sister-in-law's WeChat messages were all trivial and trivial. Qin Ren didn't have the energy to reply to those unimportant messages. As always, he glanced at the lines and ignored those long voice messages. After reading all the way, he didn't find anything relevant.
Information about today.
So Qin Ren turned around and asked the minister:
"Sister Yun, where is Engineer Cheng?"
The computer in front of Yun Wanhe was rendering a model. She lowered her head and seemed to be looking at her mobile phone. She didn't know if she didn't hear Qin Ren's words and didn't react.
"Sister Yun?"
Qin Ren moved closer, but still didn't respond.
Qin Ren turned his head slightly to look at her beautiful ears, and thought to himself that he didn't have headphones on either.
Should I fall asleep...
That must be impossible. Except for taking naps and working overtime, Qin Ren has never seen this "strong woman in the workplace" sleep during working hours.
"..."
Qin Ren stared at the back of her chair and thought for a while, then moved closer:
"Little He Miao?"
"?!"
The minister's shoulders obviously trembled slightly, and he suddenly turned around, his pretty face was angry and shy:
"Xiao Qin, you...who do you call me if you're not big or small...!"
Xiao He Miao is the nickname that Yun Wanhe's grandma has been accustomed to calling her since she was a child. Yun Wanhe knew that it must have been when Qin Ren made a video call to her during the Mid-Autumn Festival that this guy heard her grandma calling her this...
"Hey, sister Yun, don't be angry, isn't this because you haven't agreed for a long time... Huh?"
As Qin Ren spoke, his playful smile faded and he frowned:
"Sister Yun, were you...crying just now?"
Hearing this, Yun Wanhe turned her face, rubbed the corners of her red eyes, wiped her watery eyes again, and pursed her red lips:
"No."
"..."
Isn’t this just telling lies with open eyes?
Qin Ren is quite experienced in making women cry. All the girls in the family, big, medium and small, have basically been made to cry by him in turn, so now he has a bit of PTSD about this kind of thing. Seeing the girl who has always been as strong as iron
The minister was actually like this, and he immediately became serious and gentle.
"Sister Yun, what's going on?"
"Hey, it's okay..."
Sister Yun's voice was small. As she spoke, she turned her beautiful eyes to look around, as if she was afraid that no one other than Qin Ren would know about it.
But Qin Ren didn't care how she tried to quibble, he took out his cell phone, clicked, and took a big close-up of her while the minister was unprepared.
"You!...Xiao Qin!"
After the shock, Yun Wanhe became anxious instantly.
For women, being photographed without permission and careful selection is a big deal.
This has to do with personality, not appearance.
Even for a mature and beautiful boss like Yun Wanhe, the first reaction is to grab Qin Ren's cell phone.
"Don't make trouble, tell me first."
Qin Ren grabbed her beautiful hand and put it down. He didn't know what he suddenly thought of, and his expression became complicated:
"It's not like...you were cheated by a man, this is such a bloody thing..."
"?"
What's going on in this person's brain?
Have you watched too many domestic TV dramas...
No, Xiao Qin has always been single. If he doesn’t have a girlfriend at home, which man would take the time to watch domestic dramas...
However, Yun Wanhe blinked and looked at Qin Ren's unhappy expression, but she felt somewhat inexplicably happy in her heart.
"My personal affairs..."
Yun Wanhe nodded slightly and smoothed his ears and hair:
"Why do you care so much..."
"Of course I can't care about your personal affairs."
Qin Ren paused expressionlessly:
"What I care about is your people."
The first half of the sentence almost made Yun Wanhe feel a chill in her heart, but the second half of the sentence made her cheeks turn red.
"You...can you say something without gasping?"
The Minister stroked the tense hem of his clothes, looked around and then whispered at him:
"Okay, I don't care who it is... this is the company, just treat the nonsense you just said as if you didn't say it..."
"you have not answer my question yet."
"What a bullshit answer! How could I be... deceived by a man or something like that!"
Yun Wanhe glared at him angrily, but Qin Ren felt relieved:
"That's good. If you are deceived by some bad man, then I won't care about you."
Why did this sound weird? Yun Wanhe put her round and slender legs together, raised the toes of her high heels, and glanced sideways at Qin Ren:
"What do you mean...you won't care about me...?"
"From now on, we are just bosses and subordinates, not friends anymore, let alone friends who chat at night. Mr. Qin doesn't want to be such a stupid friend."
Qin Ren was actually puzzled himself. He didn't know why his mood suddenly became so gloomy when those ridiculous thoughts came into his mind just now.
Could it be that the care I have for Sister Yun...is more than the care of a good friend?
This is a question worth pondering. Qin Ren has never been good at exploring the true emotions in his heart. Let’s take it one step at a time. At the moment, he still waved his mobile phone:
"Sister Yun, why did you cry just now? If you don't tell me, I will post the photo of you crying to the company group chat."
"Hey, don't! Why are you so... so..."
Sister Yun's eyebrows furrowed anxiously, and her bright red mouth hesitated to speak. Qin Ren tentatively added:
"So bad?"
"Yes! Why are you so bad!"
Qin Ren remembered the cute and innocent look of a certain big snake:
"Because I am a bad person."
"..."
Yun Wanhe had no choice but to agree to confess.
"But Xiao Qin, you have to promise that after what I say, you won't laugh at me..."
"you say."
"Um…"
Yun Wanhe took out her mobile phone and opened QQ:
"Well, that's why."
"I see."
Qin Ren nodded understandingly:
"Mahuateng is quite hateful and hateful, but you won't cry looking at the software, right?"
"What a mess..."
Yun Wanhe slipped her fingers:
"It's the interface of this small program called QQ. Just now, there was no problem with the network, so I just wanted to refresh the news... I was obviously very careful, but every time I wanted to pull down to refresh, and I had a little more strength, I just used the interface of this small program.
When I pulled it out, no matter how weak my strength was, I couldn't pull it off at all. Then the more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the angrier I became, and the more impatient I became... I started crying..."
"..."
After listening to the minister's explanation, Qin Ren drooped his eyelids:
"That's it?"
"That's it…"
"Okay, I won't laugh at you." Qin Ren said what he said.
"Then delete the photos quickly."
"no."
"Why! Qin Ren, if you dare to post in the group, I will... I will let you work overtime until..."
"Stupid or not."
Qin Ren sneered and scratched the minister's delicate nose:
"Beauty with pear blossoms and rain, such a rare photo, I couldn't bear to post it in the group, so I collected it myself. Thank you Sister Yun."
"Collect...eh?"
After Qin Ren finished speaking, he stood up and asked Zhou Chi to go to the bathroom with him. Yun Wanhe watched his back disappear, touched her nose, whispered "No big or small", and continued to work on the computer.
When I got up, the sound of clicking the mouse seemed much lighter.
But the good times didn't last long. When the minister secretly searched "What do men usually do with women's photos" on the computer, two pink clouds suddenly appeared on his pretty face, and his heart felt light as if he heard him say he cared.
It was like that when I was on my own, and I started to beat wildly...
