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As I got on the bus, I swiped my transit card for him. At this hour, there weren't many people on the bus, and we sat in the back row. For the first time, I felt how close the seats were and how small the space was. I could even catch a faint scent coming from him—was it perfume or laundry detergent? After thinking for a while, I leaned more towards laundry detergent.
Once we boarded, he received a phone call, likely from his direct superior. He was on the phone for quite some time while I pretended to play with my phone. Since Hua Yuan was closer than Yiyuan, I got off first. As I stepped off the bus, he surprisingly said, "Goodbye."
On my way back, I couldn't help but smile; my lips were curled up uncontrollably. It turned out that when you like someone, you really can't hide it.
Time flew by quickly, and as the year came to an end, work piled up to the point where it felt never-ending. At eight in the evening, I dragged my exhausted body home after work, grabbed some takeout for dinner, and lay in bed scrolling through short videos until I unknowingly fell asleep.
Suddenly, my phone rang, jolting me awake. I grabbed my phone and saw it was my supervisor. She informed me that I needed to return to work immediately for overtime. Cursing under my breath, I stepped out the door and found everyone already in the office when I arrived—except for the supervisor, who was directing us remotely.
In moments like these, I despised the person who invented the mobile phone. It always intruded into our lives, leaving us no time to rest. This overtime was to complete a statistical report; my projects were few, so she quickly sent me the spreadsheet. I thought filling it out would be quick, but it ended up taking two hours. By the time everything was finished, it was already two in the morning.
While others were still finishing up, he was busy with the final statistics, preparing to send them to the supervisor. Only after approval could we go home. I rested my head on the desk, silently cursing the company: Is it really going to shut down tomorrow?
Suddenly, his voice startled me. "You can lie down for a bit; I'll wake you when we're leaving." I straightened up and asked blankly, "Do you need my help?" He smiled and replied, "No need."
"Oh." I returned to my position on the desk, idly flipping through the calendar. I lost track of time until Sister Chen woke me up. I had actually fallen asleep! Glancing at the clock, I saw it was five in the morning, and internally I wailed: This damned company deserves to die!
After we went downstairs, he had already emerged from the garage. Under Sister Chen's direction, I and three other colleagues got into his car. An older colleague took the passenger seat while I, being the youngest, was forced to curl up in the middle of the back seat. It was uncomfortable, but it allowed me to see him clearly in the rearview mirror.
After a night of overtime, everyone was in a bad mood. The colleague in the passenger seat started venting his frustrations first, and the two in the back joined in. I didn’t say a word.
“Zhong Qi, why aren’t you complaining?” he asked. I chuckled awkwardly, thinking to myself: I want to maintain a good image! Complaining should only be done in my head.
He continued, “Your personality is nothing like your mentor’s; you’re more like Luo Yuanshan, hardly speaking at all.” I forced a laugh, unsure of how to respond. Then he shifted gears and said, “Hey, aren’t you two single? You could make a couple!”
Before I could say anything, a colleague beside me immediately chimed in, "That won't work. How can two silent people date? Not a word spoken, just relying on guessing?"
As soon as the words left their lips, they burst into laughter.
I glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and to my surprise, he looked up and met my gaze. In that fleeting moment of eye contact, I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
Gossip is human nature, and as a newcomer, I was the prime target.
My colleague next to me laughed again, saying, "There's too much of an age gap between them; Zhong Qi definitely won't work."
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