She was in a trance for a whole year, mumbling to herself and crying all day long.
Later, her mother introduced her to a psychiatrist who had returned from the United States, and she gradually came out of the shadows...
"Han, Aunt Meng, I can't believe that you can actually get this position. You know, this is a position that many turtles dream of!" She took me to the elevator and looked at me with admiration.
"Really?" I stared at the elevator door absentmindedly, my mind very confused.
"Of course. Even the daughters of many big companies want to come. The requirements for this position are very high, so you have to work hard and the salary will be very high!" Aunt Meng smiled and patted my shoulder.
I stood in a daze, still thinking about Aunt Meng's words in my mind.
If this position is so important and so popular, why did he insist on letting me take it?!
I can't figure it out. No matter how I think about it, there is no reasonable reason for me to convince myself.
In terms of appearance, academic qualifications, and experience, there is really no comparison between me and those PhD and master's students from higher education institutions.
The only reason that can be explained is that he simply remembers what happened before!
But... I touched my face intuitively. Could it be that he knew everything?!
"Han, why don't you come out?!" At some point, Aunt Meng was already standing outside the elevator.
"Oh, I was distracted!" I quickly pressed the button on the side of the elevator and ran out.
"Han, this problem needs to be corrected. From now on when you work, you can't be distracted all the time." Aunt Meng patted my head gently. She was as kind to me as she was to her children.
"I understand, thank you Aunt Meng." My eyes drifted to the tightly closed gold-rimmed door in the innermost part.
Aunt Meng took me into an office. After whispering a few words to Secretary Chen, she smiled, patted my shoulder, and left.
"Hello, Manager Chen." My eyes fell on that beautiful woman involuntarily.
She is really beautiful, with waist-length black hair that sticks smoothly to her back, and a close-fitting white dress that fully reveals her beautiful figure.
"Su Han, is that so?" She smiled at me, revealing her sparkling teeth.
I stood there and nodded silently, feeling slightly nervous.
"Sit down. That's your office outside. If you have anything you don't understand in the future, you can ask me, okay?!" She was different from Aunt Meng. Although her voice was very soft, her tone was mixed with
With an unquestionable majesty.
I followed the direction of her finger and saw a small glass room with a large mahogany table occupying most of the space. On the table stood a transparent glass bottle filled with elegant gypsophila.
, emitting bursts of light aroma.
"I will call you Xiaohan from now on. And you, just call me Sister Yang." She smiled gently and her eyes were very friendly.
"Thank you, Sister Yang." I handed over my resume and information, and my eyes drifted towards the door unconsciously.
He must be in there, right?! Thinking of this, my heart beats a little faster.
Chen Yuyang politely took my information and made a few records in a stack of documents...
Suddenly, the phone on the table rang...
She still lowered her head, her eyes stayed on the document, and pressed the red key out of habit.
"Yu Yang, come in right now." A familiar voice came to my ears through the phone.
Is it him?! I bit my lower lip, feeling something in my heart.
"Han, why don't you go back first and start work officially from tomorrow. Remember to arrive at nine o'clock!" I stared straight at the blue phone until Chen Yuyang interrupted my thoughts.
"Okay, I'll go first." I stood up and walked slowly towards the elevator...
"Han'er, why are you back?!" Mom leaned comfortably on the large sofa at home and glanced at me lazily.
"I'll officially go to work tomorrow, I'll have nothing to do today." I answered absentmindedly, turned around, and walked back to the room.
"Wait a minute, you go to sleep first, change your clothes, and after dinner, mom will take you to buy clothes." In my mother's mind, I will always be just a child. Moreover, I am an increasingly silent child.
She once took me to see a psychiatrist and even did hypnosis, but it was of no use.
I am no longer the same person I was a year ago...
I lay quietly on the bed, and the clothes in the room completely changed:
I have permanently put that favorite photo into a drawer, and instead hung up a black and white painting of a pregnant ancient woman.
She is not beautiful, but she has a certain charm.
For this painting, I took sketching classes for three months.
Even Meng Xin was very surprised that I, who always hated these lines and colors, could actually pick up a paintbrush.
But how could she understand the eternal regret in my heart!
I personally planted a tree outside, an osmanthus tree, exactly the same as the one in Chenhuan Palace.
Whether it's sunny or raining, whether the sun is shining or there are dark clouds in the sky, I always like to open the glass window and quietly look at the place where the seeds were sprinkled, waiting for it to grow.
Mom once said with a smile that the time I spend looking at the sapling outside the yard all day long exceeds the time I spend talking to her and dad.
Little did she know that I was just wandering around that passing memory!
The cell phone rang suddenly, and the ringtone was "I Got Cold in That Corner"...
"Hello?" I looked at a series of numbers on my phone.
It's Chen Chen.
"What are you doing?" came his lazy voice.
"Sleep." I didn't want to say anything more.
"Are you free tonight?" There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. It seemed that he was on the set.
"In the evening, my mother took me to buy clothes." I confessed honestly.
"It's okay, I'm off the show and I'll pick you up. I'll meet you at your door at nine o'clock!" His voice was clear and his tone was very relaxed.
I stared at my phone blankly, is this the beginning?!
But, about Meng Zihan, should I tell him?!...
"Mom, why did you bring me here?!" I looked up at the intimidating golden mall sign.
Who doesn’t know that Guoguang Shopping Mall is a place where wealthy people go to spend money? It is said that a pair of gloves costs 10,000 yuan.
I remember that Meng Xin once bought a skirt with a price tag of RMB 60,000, which shocked the whole class.
A materialistic society with rampant materialistic desires...
"Don't worry, Mom still has this little money. You are going to work in a big company tomorrow. Of course, you have to dress more elegantly and not let others look down on you!" Mom is a good-looking person, but also very competitive.
"But..." I hesitated. Although my family's financial situation is good, it is far from reaching such a high level of consumption.
"Stop it, you can make the money back in the future!" Mom glared at me and pulled me in without any explanation.
It was as magnificent as a large shopping mall, with hundreds of crystal lamps hanging high on the pink-white ceiling, projecting onto the smooth and shiny floor, emitting bursts of golden light.
Hundreds of red balloons are hung firmly at the elevators on each floor, symbolizing booming business.
I took a slight glance at the people around me, and I saw that they were all rich talents and noble women.
"Han, let's go up to the third floor. Mom checked out a pink dress for you in a Korean clothing store a few days ago. You go and try it on. If it fits, we will buy it." Mom pulled me forcefully and said,
I pressed "3" directly at the elevator.
I remained silent and looked coldly at the handsome men and beauties coming in and out. In this situation, I suddenly felt a little out of place.
Without a glamorous appearance, even in the spotlight, I am just an inconspicuous person.
"Han'er, it's right here." Mom happily took my hand and walked into a Korean fashion store.
This store is not like those European and American style stores. It is decorated very simply, but gives you a very fresh feeling.
There is a big teddy bear standing in front of the window, surrounded by pictures of very popular Korean decorations, and even the counter is covered with fashionable decorations.
The whole store looks very trendy...
"Han. Why are you so stunned! This is the dress Mom was talking about. Come and take a look!" Mom walked over with a pink dress that was about knee-length in her hand.
"Miss, please bring me a size M." Mom frowned and picked up the tag hanging on the collar.
"I'm sorry, madam. There is only the last one left in size M, and a lady has already made a reservation just now." The lady at the counter smiled at my mother very embarrassedly.
"But, didn't I agree yesterday to let you stay?!" When Mom heard this, her face immediately darkened.
"Madam, it's really..." The lady at the counter was about to explain, when a delicate voice came in.
"Miss, have your clothes been wrapped? I'll pick them up!"