When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

When Jiang Mo woke up, his head was still a little groggy, and the alarm clock in his ear was ringing non-stop, which made his head hurt even more. She rubbed her forehead helplessly with one hand, and fumbled for a long time on the bedside table with the other hand, and finally found the phone to turn off the alarm.

He closed his eyes for a while, remembering that he had to go to work today, Jiang Mo had to open his eyes again.

This time, the feeling of drowsiness in her head was relieved a lot. She turned over and sat up from the bed, and looked at the familiar bedroom for a while. But this kind of situation is not unusual, she often wakes up from a dream and forgets the situation in the dream, and she will also have such a trance feeling.

After waking up for a while, Jiang Mo checked his phone and found that he spent almost half an hour waking up. The time to clean up before going to work began to run out, she hurriedly got up to wash up, and when she was brushing her teeth, she felt a strange feeling when she saw herself in the mirror in front of the sink.

What's going on here, she got sleepy and lost her mind?

Jiang Mo paused for a moment while brushing his teeth, and soon remembered that it was getting late, so he put the vague weirdness behind him again.

Simply because she moved quickly, it only took about ten minutes for washing and changing clothes, and then she packed up and hurried out, which was not much different from the time of going out in the past. When I left the community, I didn't forget to buy a breakfast at the familiar breakfast stand at the gate of the community. But today she didn't have time to sit down and eat slowly, so she had to squeeze the subway with her breakfast.

Fortunately, there was never a traffic jam on the subway, and she arrived at the office on time—it was the same as every day before, and the colleagues were greeting and chatting while preparing to go to work, and there was a sense of unfamiliarity in the familiar scene.

Probably because there were too many strange emotions this morning, Jiang Mo didn't pay much attention to it, and it was time to go to work after taking the time to finish breakfast.

It was a regular meeting in the morning as usual, and Jiang Mo couldn't quite hear what the department manager was talking about. She seemed to be distracted, and when her arm was bumped by a colleague around her, when she came back to her senses, she found that there was another person beside the department manager who was standing in front of her speaking—it was a beautiful woman with exquisite features, cold temperament, and a pair of glazed eyes Sweeping lightly can make people feel oppressed.

There were originally colleagues whispering beside her, but when the woman's gaze swept her away, all voices stopped abruptly. Including the colleague who bumped into Jiang Mo next door to remind her to regain her senses before, she also bowed her head under those glazed eyes, showing a little weak heart.

At this moment, apart from the manager and the woman in front of him, Jiang Mo was the only one who was still looking up in the conference room.

She is very bold, when everyone can't stand the pressure and bow their heads, she is the only one who remains unmoved. In other words, she was not only unmoved, but even boldly looked at the owner of those glazed eyes. The temperament of the woman is cold and cold. Although she is not as cold and unkind as an iceberg, she looks like a flower on a high mountain at first glance, showing alienation and unattainable.

Everyone felt this way when they first saw a woman, except Jiang Mo. She met those cold and distant glazed eyes, but she didn't feel the slightest fear, instead, she felt a different kind of intimacy.

It seems that what is written in those eyes is not coldness, but gentleness, and the owner of the eyes is also a gentle person...

After the regular meeting, Jiang Mo said this to his close colleagues, his eyes were extremely bright. Hearing this, the colleague looked at Jiang Mo as if he had seen a ghost, and then raised his hand to touch Jiang Mo's forehead, suspecting that she had a fever today and was confused.

Jiang Mo didn't have a fever, but she was really confused today. She watched herself reach out to block her colleague's hand, and asked her, "By the way, who is that person? Is it our new colleague?"

The colleague was speechless when he heard the words: "So you were distracted during the whole meeting, so you have the illusion just now?"

Jiang Mo smirked, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "Maybe I caught a cold before. I woke up this morning and my head was a little dizzy, and I was absent from the meeting before." After finishing speaking, he continued to ask: "That's right. , you haven't said who that person is? Is it a new colleague?"

The colleague shook his head: "It's the new boss, don't you know that our manager is going to be transferred?"

Jiang Mo nodded in understanding, no wonder his colleague was so cowardly before. However, when she heard that the other party was her new boss, she didn't think there was anything scary about it, so she hesitated and asked, "Do you know what that person's name is?" When she asked this sentence, she subconsciously thought that the woman's surname should be Yun. , although she didn't hear the other party's self-introduction, she always felt that this surname matched her very well.

Sure enough, the colleague said: "Her surname is Yun, and her name is Yun Qingyue."

Jiang Mo felt that the name sounded familiar, but he was more pleased that he had guessed it. Before she could bend the corners of her lips, she heard her colleague say again: "I've heard of this person before. He has a cold temper and is not easy to get in touch with. But she seems to have graduated from the same school as you, and you are not far behind. , have you seen her in school before, so you are not afraid of her?"

Hey, is it such a coincidence?

Jiang Mo tried hard to think back, but she had graduated a few years ago, and she couldn't remember clearly what happened when she was studying. She didn't remember such a person in her school, but she was familiar with the name, maybe she had seen or heard of it in school.

…

For the next whole day, Jiang Mo didn't remember what he was busy with, but he remembered that pair of beautiful glazed eyes popping out of his mind from time to time. She spent the whole day in a daze like this, and didn't hear until she got off work that the new boss invited all colleagues in the department to dinner—it seems that the cold person in the rumors is not completely unreasonable, or she is really gentle in nature Woolen cloth?

No matter what Jiang Mo thought, his colleagues were still very happy when someone treated them to dinner. What's more, it's better to have a boss who knows the ways of the world than to meet a boss who is cold and unreasonable.

So after get off work, everyone went to the restaurant to have a full meal, and then went to the bar to drink and have fun.

Jiang Mo's alcohol capacity is average, and he usually doesn't drink when he can go home and out. Fortunately, their department doesn't need to socialize very much, so they don't have any troubles in this regard. But today, perhaps because everyone was not drunk, or because he was staring at Yun Qingyue absent-mindedly, Jiang Mo drank some without knowing it, and then his mind became confused.

She sat next to Yun Qingyue, and stared at him with her chin resting on her hand. Fortunately, the other party seemed deserted, but he had a good personality. He didn't feel offended by being stared at like this. When Jiang Mo talked to her, she would respond.

After coming and going, the two became acquainted, or Jiang Mo unilaterally felt that they were already acquainted. Coupled with some alcohol, Jiang Mo leaned closer to Yun Qingyue, his chin almost resting on his shoulder: "Senior Sister, can I call you Senior Sister? I heard that we graduated from the same school, you A few years older than me..."

Yun Qingyue didn't push her away, and Jiang Mo felt that there was a familiar tenderness in those glazed eyes when he looked at her.

The cold voice sounded immediately, and Yun Qingyue's tone seemed helpless, but also seemed to hide some indulgence: "Yes. But you can't call it that in the company, you can do it in private."

Do you call me Senior Sister in private?

Jiang Mo was a little happy, nodded, and rested his chin completely on Yun Qingyue's shoulder. The familiar cold fragrance came wrapped and filled her nostrils. It didn't smell like any kind of perfume she knew, but it smelled so good that she unconsciously pressed it against the other's neck.

This time she was finally pushed away, but she caught a glimpse of a little crimson coloring the fair earlobes of the person in front of her.

…

The days passed quickly, and a few months have passed in the blink of an eye since I met Yun Qingyue.

For Jiang Mo, the past few months have been calm but not peaceful. She still lives a regular life of going to and from get off work, but ever since she met Yun Qingyue, her peaceful life seems to have experienced waves.

On weekdays, she will ask Yun Qingyue to eat together during lunch break, and on rest days, she will also ask him to go shopping and watch movies... Life is peaceful and comfortable, and the two of them are like bosom friends who meet each other late, and get along like girlfriends. They even bought a cat together, and because of Jiang Mo's little jealousy, they didn't want Yun Qingyue to raise another cat, so they kept it in their own home.

Jiang Mo had long forgotten about the strangeness of that morning a few months ago. She had a new trouble, she found that she liked Yun Qingyue a little bit, not the kind of liking of a best friend, but the kind of liking of wanting the other party to be her girlfriend!

Jiang Mo was surprised when he found his mind, but he didn't seem that surprised.

It didn't take her long to digest this fact, and then she began to worry that Yun Qingyue would not be able to accept her feelings. She hesitated and hesitated, and thought about maintaining the status quo like this, but all her forbearance was broken under a bouquet of confession roses—it was not she who confessed to Yun Qingyue, nor Yun Qingyue who confessed to her, but someone Confessed to Yun Qingyue.

Yun Qingyue is beautiful, has a strong working ability, and has a good family situation. It is not unusual for someone to confess his love. In other words, there has never been a lack of suitors around her, but few people are so direct.

Yun Qingyue did not accept the confession this time, but Jiang Mo was still provoked.

On that weekend, she plucked up the courage to also buy a bouquet of roses, and confessed her love to Yun Qingyue.

Yun Qingyue's face was full of astonishment, and she looked at her in surprise, as if she never expected to receive her confession. But in the end she was still gentle, she accepted the bouquet of roses, neither agreed nor disagreed, just said: "I have to think about it, and I will give you the answer on Monday."

Jiang Mo was already very happy to get such a response, and if she didn't directly reject it, it meant that she still had room for pursuit.

They didn't talk much that weekend, and they didn't get together too much, so they dispersed in a hurry.

Jiang Mo tossed and turned home for two days, and finally waited until Monday amidst anticipation and nervousness. She woke up early in the morning before dawn. After washing, she dressed up carefully, and then went out to take the car to the company.

She was eager to get an answer, but she was afraid that the other party would eventually refuse after careful consideration... She stood on the side of the road and looked at the company opposite, feeling nervous and hesitant. Seeing the green light on the zebra crossing, I finally mustered up the courage to walk to the opposite side.

After a few breaths, there was a loud bang.

Jiang Mo's body flew into the air, and his vision began to rotate, seeing the sky for a while, and the ground for a while. Soon she fell heavily on the ground, the familiar pain swept through her body, and the last thing she saw was a somewhat familiar sports car speeding away.