Mint returned to the small attic after get off work. As soon as he entered the room, he immediately rushed to the small desk and continued working. The small desk lamp dimmed a yellowish light, and the sound of computers running and paper flipping could be heard from time to time in the quiet room.
"Mom, I cooked a midnight snack for you." An An knocked on the ajar door and walked in gently.
Hearing the sound, Mint raised his head and turned to look at the rice porridge in his son's hand. Only then did he realize that he was really hungry.
She went home directly after get off work today. She lied to An An that she had eaten at work. Then she buried herself in her desk and looked at the time. It was already past 10 o'clock. She hadn't eaten in more than ten hours.
!
"Thank you An An." She smiled and took the fragrant rice porridge.
Well, just looking at it makes me very appetizing!
"Mom, there are some pickles." An An brought another small plate.
Pickle the cucumbers and chop them into pieces, then add the diced meat and stir-fry them together to give them a unique flavor.
Mint was touched and sad. This little pickle was invented by Wu Yinan. An An went to her house to eat it once and learned it after she thought it was good. When she got home, she made it by herself and succeeded in one try. It really made her envious, but she also
She feels even more ashamed. Her son is so capable because she is too incompetent.
"An'an, it's getting late, go to bed early." She felt sorry for her son.
"I'm not sleepy yet. Where are you, Mom? Are you going to work late tonight?" An An stretched her head and looked at the copywriting on her desk.
Mint took a sip of porridge, but still stared at the copy, "Well, I need to use this document urgently, and it must be translated tomorrow morning."
"Mom, don't be half-hearted when eating." An An expressed dissatisfaction with her behavior of eating and working at the same time, and confiscated her copywriting directly.
"An'an..."
He makes no compromises.
"Okay, okay, I'll watch it after eating." In this family, she really has no "status" at all, and her son has to take care of everything.
However, she felt so happy to be controlled like this!
Mint lowered her head and continued eating, while An An flipped through her copy. After scanning it for a few times, she suddenly felt a little strange, "Mom, didn't you translate this copy a few days ago?"
His memory is really good, he has a photographic memory!
Mint sighed secretly and forced out an awkward smile, "The leader said that another copy in German is needed."
"Are you trying to embarrass you on purpose?" An An hit the nail on the head.
"No." Bo Mint didn't want to tell his son those troublesome things, so he said lightly, "Anyway, mom speaks German very well, so she can finish it soon."
She comforted her son, but in fact, after working hard for so long, she had only made one-third of the progress. There were less than ten hours left before going to work tomorrow morning. She could only complete the task if she had all the skills.
However, she really doesn't want to admit defeat, doesn't want to be looked down upon by him, doesn't want to be ridiculed by him, so she will never give up until the last moment!
Mint secretly exerted force, unconsciously held the chopsticks in her hand, and gritted her teeth.
An An glanced at her and said nothing, letting her mother wander in her own space.
After a while, Mint suddenly came back to her senses and found that her porridge had gone cold, and An An was sitting on her bedside, working hard on the copy.
"An'an, what are you doing?"
"Help you." He didn't even raise his head, just took a pen and wrote on the paper.
Mint suddenly gasped, help her? Help her translate?
"An'an, this won't work, this is mother's job..."
"Didn't Mom ever help me with my homework?" An An suggested "reciprocity".
Mint couldn't help but want to laugh. Yes, she once helped An An do his homework, because he had a high fever that time but refused to ask for leave from the teacher. She really couldn't bear to see him doing his homework while he was sick, so she helped him.
But later I found out that the reason why he insisted on completing his homework was to lend it to his classmates to copy, because for every person who copied, he would earn one yuan!
"An'an, mom's work is very professional. You can't do it well. Be good, go back to your room and go to bed..."
"Mom, you eat first and we'll talk later." An An waved her hands as if impatient and continued to translate.
Mint had no choice but to finish the food quickly, but by the time she finished the bowl of porridge and tried to drive her son away again, An An had already turned five pages!
"..." She was speechless, but her heart was full of sweet entanglement.
That night, the light in the small attic was always on, and the mother and son worked hard together.
***
At the same night, Guan Shouheng also couldn't sleep at night.
It had been a while since he came back, but his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. After ten years of absence, Xihai had changed a lot, but the people had changed the most.
Ten years later, he walked gracefully through the crowd, and everyone admired and admired him. But only he knew that in the silent night, he touched the mottled scars alone.
In the eyes of others, he is so powerful that he is insurmountable, but in a lonely corner, he is so fragile that he loses all his armor.
Perhaps it was fate, but he unexpectedly met her on the first night after returning to China, and then met her one after another, and his heart, which had withered long ago, surged again.
It turns out that if you don't cry out about pain, you don't necessarily feel it. If you leave, it doesn't mean you are cool.
Now that she is working under him, he can't always restrain himself from provoking her and provoking her. He makes her very angry, but he also has a hard time, just like today.
At noon, he deliberately ate steak in the restaurant, but the result was that it irritated her and his stomach.
When she left, he ran into the bathroom and vomited wildly.
He really couldn't eat it and even felt nauseous just looking at it!
The physical torture and inner torture left him in a state of confusion all afternoon, with no work efficiency at all, so much so that he had to work overtime this late in the evening.
The work related to the expo has been started, and he has a lot of things to do and is very complicated. This is very different from the simple translation he used to do, so he has to be extra attentive.
After translating the two thick documents, he was freed from his work and turned slightly so that his office chair faced the floor-to-ceiling window.
This is his new house, located in the most exclusive residential area in Xihai City.
He didn't buy that kind of three-story villa because he wanted to live in a higher place. Only by standing on a high place could he overlook everything below.
The curtains in the study room were still open. He raised his eyes and saw the street below. The night view of the entire city came into view, with neon lights flashing and a blur of light and shadow.
It's extremely cold at high places.
He thought that she might not be asleep now, and there should be a light on in her room. Maybe a beam of light down there belonged to her.
It’s so nice to have her by my side during sleepless nights!
Guan Shouheng thought darkly, clenching his palms on the armrests of his seats unconsciously.
The sharp sound of the doorbell suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
He got up and opened the door. No surprise, the people outside the door were Qi Yu.
"Ah Heng, look, what good things have I brought you?" Qi Yu was carrying an expensive bottle of Lafite in his hand.
The French conquered the whole world with three kinds of water, one is Chanel No. 5, the other is Evian mineral water, and the one before these two is Lafite red wine.
And the woman who learned French turned his whole life upside down in just one use.
"Why are you here so late?" He turned sideways to let Qi Yu in.
Qi Yu tugged on his tie and said tiredly, "I was so busy during the day that I was almost exhausted, so I came over to have some fun with you in the evening."
Guan Shouheng frowned, "What? The company is not going well?"
"Don't mention it! I have been unable to make ends meet recently, and the financial statements make me look bigger than I am!" Qi Yu said with a headache, and threw himself to the sofa. Once he sank in, it was as if he had no bones, and he lay there without wanting to get up.
Qi Yu was born with good fortune. Even if he didn't work all his life, he would not have to worry about money. He didn't need to worry about his own company. With his brothers and sisters taking care of it, he didn't even have to go there. He only had to wait for the dividends at the end of each year.
But he couldn't stay idle, and he liked to try new things. Shortly after Guan Shouheng went abroad ten years ago, he also went to the United States to study. While studying abroad, he fell in love with the animation industry, so he opened his own animation company. In a few years
It has been running smoothly since then, but after returning to China this year, the company's performance has gone from bad to worse.
The foreign animation industry developed early, and the technology and market are very mature, but domestically it started late, and there are still few decent animation companies in the country. Children across the country are watching Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Guan Shouheng took down the wine bottle opener and two wine glasses from the wine rack.
Qi Yu shook his head lazily, "Your work is too professional, but my company is as childish as possible."
"If you need money, just ask." Guan Shouheng said generously. Although he could not save Qiyu's entire company by himself, he had accumulated a lot of contacts over the years and met many business people and bankers.
Maybe he can help Qi Yu connect the dots.
"That's not necessary. The company can last for a while. If it doesn't work, I'll go home and ask the old man for money! He can't just watch me starve to death on the street, right?" Qi Yu said with a smile, and said with a "bang"
, opened the red wine.
Guan Shouheng nodded and said no more.
He knew that no matter how desperate Qi Yu was, he would still have a home to return to, but he didn't want to go back. And it was definitely not because of any self-esteem issues, but because of face issues. He didn't want the old man at home to laugh at him.
That’s all!
However, Qi Yu was born to be a gamer. Even though his company was about to go bankrupt, he still had the leisure to drink and enjoy life.
I have to say, he is really good!
"Ah Heng, don't talk about that anymore, come and have a drink!" Qi Yu said with great interest.
Guan Shouheng did not comment, raised his glass and touched it lightly with him.
The 82-year-old Lafite is the representative and model of French red wine. It has a rich and fragrant taste, elegant rhythm and extremely rich layers. It has the unique style of Bordeaux red wine and is a model of magnificence.
The two have not seen each other for ten years, but the friendship between men is never afraid of passing time.
For ten years, Guan Shouheng deliberately closed himself off, not thinking about anyone or anything. He only wanted to get ahead. He never even contacted Qi Yu. Of course, Qi Yu looked for him, but when he found him, he was already on the bus. From now on, German planes will be left to his own devices.
But after ten years of not seeing each other, their friendship has only grown.
"It's such a pity that I drank such good wine with you, what a waste!" Qi Yu suddenly complained, meaning it would be better if there was a beautiful woman.
Guan Shouheng hummed, "You don't have many girlfriends?"
"Since my company has had financial problems, fewer and fewer women have come to see me." Qi Yu said sadly, but there was really no sadness in his tone.
There is no difference whether you come or go if you have never been in your heart.
Guan Shouheng sipped the red wine from his glass with a deep look in his eyes. It would be great if he could be as cool and unrestrained as Qi Yu, so he wouldn't have to abuse himself like this.
Qi Yu went abroad a little later than Guan Shouheng, so he naturally knew about Shen Mei's affairs, but he only knew the superficial knowledge. He also didn't understand the specific grudges and grudges between Bo Mint and Guan Shouheng, so he just regarded it as a natural cycle. , Karma, I only feel happy for Guan Shouheng.
"Mint..." he mentioned tentatively. He must have known about her family's destruction, right?
Guan Shouheng tightened his grip on the wine glass slightly and said in a deep voice, "I have met her, and she is working under me now."
Qiyu didn't know that Mint was deliberately using her doctoral thesis as an excuse. He naturally thought that she was different now, so he felt very happy. Well, things are changing, great!
"Cheers!" He raised his glass excitedly.
Guan Shouheng did not comment and drank it all in one gulp.
This is how it is among men. Sometimes they think that they are all smart, and there are some things that need not be said clearly, but sometimes, in fact, they are all smart but they are mistaken for being smart.
Guan Shouheng still didn't know anything about Bo Bo's family's experience of ruin and death.
***
It's finally dawn.
Mint raised his head to regain his energy from the thick copywriting, and finally it was done!
"Mom, we succeeded!" An An stretched out her palm and struck her to express victory.
Mint couldn't help but hugged her son hard, "Thanks to An An! You are so awesome!"
An An shrugged, "I only did a third of it, and my mother got the most credit."
"An'an, you've worked hard. Go get some sleep. Fortunately, today is Saturday and you don't have to go to school."
"But Wu You and I have made an appointment to go to People's Square to play ball together in the morning."
"Mom called him and said you need to catch up on some sleep and go back tomorrow, okay?"
"ok!"
Mint smiled and dragged her son back to his room, let him lie down, covered him with a quilt, and then gently closed the door.
She looked at the clock on the wall. It was still early, so she had time to apply ice to her eyes. Otherwise, she would definitely be ridiculed by him if she went to see him with a pair of panda eyes!
No matter what, she didn't want to show weakness in front of him!
***
At the same time, Guan Shouheng also woke up from his dream. He glanced at Qi Yu sleeping in an exaggerated posture on the sofa and couldn't help but frown.
The two of them had a drink last night and got drunk without knowing it.
"Qiyu, do you still want to go to work?"
The person on the sofa muttered, "I'm not going, I want to go to bed!"
Guan Shouheng shook his head in amusement, ignored him, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Today is Saturday, but for him, it is still a working day. The current work schedule for the expo is very tight and he cannot miss a single day.
After washing up, it was 5:50. After he came out, he went to the closet to find sports clothes and put them on. At 6 o'clock, he went downstairs for a run.
He had this habit when he was abroad. In addition to good professional qualities, a good translator must also be in good health, otherwise he will be overwhelmed by the heavy work tasks and mental pressure.
After going downstairs, he walked along the road to the park he usually went to, but his hangover last night made him a little depressed today, so he wanted to move around for a while, so he walked along the road in the direction of People's Square.
There are many people coming to the square to exercise in the morning, mainly the elderly, but there are also young people and even children.
His steps stopped unconsciously.
In the past ten years, he has unknowingly developed such a habit that he can't help but feel excited when he sees a child. From a 1-year-old baby to under 10 years old, regardless of race, color, boy or girl, his eyes are full of excitement.
Will stop unconsciously.
He looked at it again and again, year after year, and the more he looked, the more disappointed and painful he became. Each one of them was not his child.
Although many times, he forcibly ordered himself not to look, because the more he looked, the more painful it became, but most of the time, he couldn't help but stop and look at them, and it was the same today.
On that basketball court, a group of children were playing, and the core figure of one of the teams was very eye-catching.
The kid was wearing a white sportswear and looked very refreshing, but... what was going on with his hair?
Although there was still a distance, he roughly counted and found that there were at least six or seven colors on his head!
Oh my god, is he old? Or are today's kids too trendy?
He couldn't help but frown, that child looked less than ten years old!
If that was his son, he would definitely take him to the barber shop and shave his head!
But, how could it be his son? It would never be possible.
He smiled wryly at himself. He was so pitiful that he had no chance of being blown away by his rebellious son.
As if he couldn't face the sadness in his heart, he quickly looked away, wanting to go somewhere else, but at this moment, the child with the rainbow on his head suddenly turned around.
Guan Shouheng was suddenly startled, why... did he look so familiar?