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Before Work: It’s a miracle I can hold back from snapping at my coworkers! And like them? Dream on!
After Work: I never expected that my ideal type would be the colleague at the next desk!
I kept this feeling hidden in my heart until the day he resigned. Fueled by alcohol, I shouted at him, “Luo Yuanshan, I like you!”
“Huh?”
“I like you!”
“When did this start?”
“From the very beginning.”
He fell silent for a moment and then quietly said, “Zhong Qi, I liked you too, from the very beginning.”
Me: ! This is nothing like I imagined! What?! He likes me too!
During campus recruitment, I hazily received an offer from an engineering company. Too lazy to continue sending out resumes, I saw that they provided meals and accommodation, and immediately decided to go for it.
I’m a struggling accountant; during college, I passed the junior level exams and ACCA, even receiving a scholarship, so my resume looked decent.
After that, I used the money I earned from part-time jobs to travel with friends after graduation. Those were some of the most beautiful moments of my life.
On my first day at work, my direct supervisor—a middle-aged woman—took me to meet the leadership, and that was it.
I sat at my desk, watching my busy colleagues with envy. With no tasks assigned to me, I felt completely out of place.
The next day, a young-looking girl asked me to help her with some photocopying. I was thrilled, thinking: Finally, something to do! I can chat with them now, yay!
Fortunately, she was truly a good person. That day, after I helped her with the photocopying, she invited me to join her for lunch and even let me sit at the same table with them. The company cafeteria was self-service, with a large round table where people from the department gathered.
During lunch, she initiated a conversation with me, asking how old I was, and a group of people laughed and said, "You’re really young!" Later, I found out that she was already thirty-five, a mother of children, but she looked particularly youthful. For now, let's call her Sister Chen.
Gradually, I integrated into the team, but there was one person I hardly spoke to. It wasn't my fault; he simply didn't talk much and belonged to the type that only spoke when absolutely necessary.
In the following two weeks, I moved around like a brick, helping wherever needed, but he never directed me. Two weeks later, my boss assigned me my first small task: to distribute the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits. Sister Chen gave me last year's form and asked me to verify personnel changes, then go to the bakery to get a card and notify each department to collect their items.
That morning, after I prepared the form and my colleagues verified it, I paid the bakery and was getting ready to head out. Suddenly, Sister Chen said, "Yuanshan, aren’t you going out? Take Xiao Qi with you."
Yes, "Yuanshan" is him—his full name is Luo Yuanshan—our Deputy Minister. In fact, from the moment I entered the company, I had noticed him. He was very fair-skinned, about one hundred seventy-eight centimeters tall, and he looked very clean-cut in his black T-shirt which made him appear even whiter.
Before starting work, I had read quite a few posts advising against falling in love with colleagues or dating in the office. But when it comes to feelings like these, who can really say for sure?
He was quiet, capable, and handsome—completely my ideal type. Liking him was entirely expected.
After Sister Chen spoke, he remained silent, and I felt a bit awkward, turning to look at him. He was sitting next to me.
Perhaps sensing my gaze, he turned and said, "Give me two minutes."
I nodded nervously, my heart racing as if it might leap out of my chest.
In the elevator, we remained silent. I stood behind him, rehearsing countless lines in my mind, but I just couldn't bring myself to speak.
When we got off, I managed to say "Thank you," but he ignored me and drove away without a word.
That was our first encounter.
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