"Why are you standing in front of the TV and staring blankly?!" Dad suddenly came over, stepped forward and patted my shoulder with concern.
"No, it's okay. I'll go back to the room." I quickly lowered my head, trying to hide the endless sadness in my eyes.
I walked slowly towards the room. Every step I took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds under my feet. That unforgettable face was firmly engraved in my mind, overlapping with those blurry shadows.
It's him, it's really him!
It turns out that all this is not a dream!
But, Meng Zihan, after being isolated for more than a thousand years, do you still remember me?!
Why can't I see anything on your face, only that unchanging domineering look!
"Are you asleep?!" It was my mother's voice.
"No, come in!" I sat up slightly, put away my sad face, and looked out the door.
Mom walked in with a smile on her face, holding a set of clothes and a white handbag in her hand.
"Mom bought this for you. Look, it's been so long since you graduated. It's not an option to sit at home like this all the time. Go to work. This will make you more cheerful!" She didn't know why, but her daughter became more and more cheerful.
He is getting more and more depressed. There is no confidence or smile on his youthful face. Only deep sadness always appears in those clear water eyes.
"Work?" I repeated. This word was so unfamiliar. It seemed that it had never been heard before.
"Do you want to sit at home and do nothing every day?" Her voice rose several times, with some displeasure in her tone.
Having nothing to do? I snorted coldly. I almost never thought about this problem. I seemed to be very used to talking about breeding. I was so used to it that I almost thought it was normal!
"Han'er, what's wrong with you? Don't let mom worry anymore, okay?! Have you forgotten your previous ideals? Have you forgotten your career ambitions? You said that you have to work hard.
, you have to become a strong woman!" Mom's voice trembled slightly, as if facing a child who had disappointed her, she was sad and full of love.
Strong woman? Another unfamiliar word!
I sighed slightly, these things are too far away, so far away that I don't want to remember them.
"Okay, what do you want me to do?!" I looked back and looked into those expectant eyes, expressionless.
"Mom has asked someone to contact you. There are four levels in total for the interview. The first three levels are the written test, the English oral test and the supervisor interview. You don't have to worry about which ones to choose. Mom has arranged everything for you. You will pass smoothly.
"It's just..." Mom hesitated, looking at me hesitantly.
"Just what?!" I didn't look at her and had no reaction to her words.
"It's just that this last level is the CEO interview. You may be asked some questions that are difficult to answer. You have to be prepared. You can only rely on yourself for this level. Don't let mom down, you know?"
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Facing her earnest gaze, I couldn't force myself to refuse, even though my heart was full of disgust.
"Understood." I replied calmly.
"Here are the clothes and bags you are going to wear tomorrow. Remember to pack them up. Also, talk more and don't be silent like you are at home! You don't know, your dad and I have been looking at you in a trance all day.
I'm in a trance, how sad it is! Can't you say a few more words?
?!From the time you came back from the hospital to now, mom has always wanted to enlighten you and make you happy, but why are you always so gloomy?! There are too many things hidden in your eyes..." Mom has already burst into tears, and my heart is with her
tears and severe pain.
How could I become like this?!
"Mom, don't be sad. I didn't mean it. It's just that, for some reason, I just don't want to talk!" I gently wiped away the tears on my mother's face, and my heart was weeping.
God, are you punishing me?!
Are you blaming me for being ruthless, blaming me for abandoning my own child?!
No... no...
"Okay, don't cry. Go to bed early. Mom will take you there in person tomorrow." Mom wiped away the tears on her face and said with a forced smile.
She held on to me for a lifetime, turned off the wall lamp, and gently closed the door.
The room returned to darkness again...
The moonlight outside the window shines through the blue glass and burns mottled black shadows on the white walls.
I stared blankly at the small black shadow on the wall. The wind gently blew the white curtains, floating lazily on the black shadow.
I seem to see that face again...
The man shed tears silently and hugged the person in his arms tightly who was no longer breathing...
Yan'er, in all your lifetimes, you will never escape from me...
His oath echoed in my ears, and his shrill voice deeply shocked my heart.
His shadow is everywhere on the walls, beside the door, and in front of the windows.
He was smiling proudly, laughing at my cowardice, laughing at my inability to escape my fate in the end...
"Wake up, what time is it? Why don't you get up yet?!" Mom's high-decibel voice came clearly into my ears.
I suddenly woke up, oh my God! I actually forgot to go for an interview today.
I hit my head hard with my hand, and I had the same dream almost every night, that face that became increasingly haggard...
"Hurry up!" Mom simply walked in and glared at me complainingly.
"Oh, okay, let's go down." I suddenly came to my senses, hurriedly put on the white clothes, and hurried downstairs.
"Zerui, I will bring her back later. You don't have to follow." Mom quickly squeezed a bag of milk and handed it to me, telling Dad as she walked away.
I understand that they are worried.
To be precise, my appearance made them uneasy.
The car was driving slowly on the highway, and my mother kept telling me: laugh, talk...
Finally, the car stopped in front of a glass building with about fifty floors. The transparent glass gave off bursts of dazzling light in the sun.
"Go in! Why are you still lingering here?!" Mom saw me standing blankly in front of the door, motionless. She couldn't help but pull me in.
For some reason, my face suddenly turned red, and I had a strange premonition in my heart, as if something was about to happen!
My heart was pounding. The unspeakable emotion filled my chest, getting stronger and stronger.
After passing through a long corridor, we went to the 28th floor. As soon as we stepped out of the elevator, a woman wearing a black suit and black-rimmed glasses walked out elegantly, with a smile on her face.
When my mother saw this, she immediately went up to me, pointed at me with a smile, and introduced her:
"Meng Yin, I'm sorry to trouble you."
When the woman named Meng Yin heard this, she smiled tenderly, patted me on the shoulder, and joked: "Sister Yun, we have known each other for so many years, why are you so polite to me?"
Meng Yin settled my mother in her office. After briefly explaining to her, she led me up to the thirty-sixth floor.
"There are many conference rooms on this floor, which are specially used by our company to recruit new people and use them for interviews. Sister Yun, I should have told you the detailed process of the first three sessions, right?! You can go in with confidence, Aunt Meng has arranged everything
.When you come out later, I will take you to the last level, which is also the most difficult level!" Meng Yin held my hand as if comforting and showed an encouraging look.
"Thank you, Aunt Meng," I replied with a knowing smile, expressing my sincere gratitude.
The three levels were over quickly, and I was out in less than two hours...
As soon as the interviewers opened my resume and saw a big red mark at the back, they immediately knew it. They had to pretend to be pretentious and hastily asked two irrelevant questions before sending me off.
"I'm afraid Aunt Meng won't be able to help you with this last step. It all depends on luck! However, I want to remind you of some very important details: first, you must be more confident, and smile more, you smile
He looks very good-looking. Secondly, our president has a characteristic. He will ask you some very difficult questions. Remember, you must be calm and answer how you want. Thirdly, it depends on your fate.
Yes!" Aunt Meng winked at me jokingly, and then said:
"The interview is also a kind of fate. Just let it happen!"
I listened to her silently, and when she mentioned fate, my heart couldn't help but tremble, as if she had touched a certain wound.
"Go ahead, don't let me down, and don't be too stressed!" Aunt Meng took me to a luxurious office. She said: All talents recommended by employees must be reviewed by their president.
I slightly pulled the hem of my wrinkled skirt, gently pulled the hair on my shoulders behind me, took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the tightly closed gold-rimmed door.
"Come in." A deep and magnetic voice came out.
My hand next to the door suddenly trembled. This voice was so familiar!
Meng Zihan turned his eyes to the door impatiently and flipped through the resume casually with one hand. No. 26, Su Qinghan, was introduced by Manager Meng.
He couldn't help but groaned. He remembered a girl half a year ago who was hesitant in speaking. When she saw him, her face turned pale with fright. Today's women are all vases!
He slammed the stack of resumes onto the sandalwood table, picked up the warm tea beside him, and took a sip.
The folder was thrown ruthlessly on the hard table. At this moment, a small photo inside fell out and fell into his sight.