Chapter 7 The stars looked like you last night Yu Nansheng03
"Nan Sheng, you're here!"
I changed into a black coat and a camel-colored scarf, dressing myself up like a person who had just walked out of the brink of life and death, and the world was colorless. When I walked into the newspaper office, many people stopped their work. Qi Qi was the first to see me and ran over to hug me.
She used the warmth of her cheeks to warm my face which was hurting from the cold wind.
I smiled.
"Um."
Qi Qi and A Che have seen that I can't speak, so they have been sending me WeChat messages recently but never calling me, fearing that I would still remain silent. Now they are very happy to hear my voice.
They carefully avoided the topic of my father and told me about the daily life at the newspaper office.
I heard that Shen Yuxi is very busy, and she doesn’t seem anxious without me around. She just doesn’t take anyone out with her anymore, and no matter how busy she is, she’s alone.
No wonder he always finds time to call me at night and ask if I have eaten.
I looked from afar through the glass window of the office, but there was no sign of him inside.
Qi Qi said, "I'm out. I guess I won't be back until noon."
I nodded, sat in Qi Qi's seat, and chatted with her and A Che.
During this period of time, Ache finally made it and was able to follow a few interns to report news. Although he had to do a lot of miscellaneous work, it was considered a breakthrough. I smiled and congratulated him.
It seems that Lu Shuang and Han Shao's group won the topic selection meeting again and were very busy. At least I didn't see them while I was waiting for Shen Yuxi.
It was not until noon, when the temperature began to warm up, that Shen Yuxi stepped into the door of the newspaper office. He seemed stunned when he saw me.
I followed Shen Yuxi into the office. On his desk was the coffee I had just brewed. It was still warm, but not too hot. He drank half a cup as soon as he came back. He looked exhausted.
I was silent for a long time before I took out a letter of resignation from my bag and handed it to him.
Shen Yuxi stared at my hand, didn't say anything, just reached out and took it.
"Please leave your resignation letter with me first. I have no say over your coming and going. You were brought here by the editor-in-chief, and I am just your master."
This was the first time Shen Yuxi directly acknowledged that I was his apprentice. This more or less comforted me. I pursed my lips and said after a long while, "Okay."
Right now I can’t think of any reason to convince myself to come back to work.
I went home and sorted out a lot of things that I used when I was working at the newspaper, and a lot of pairs of flat shoes that I bought after I started working. I packed these things in a box. It was so hard not to go to work at the newspaper, so I wanted to wear high heels that I hadn't worn for a long time. Those pairs of shoes that didn't fit me well were all bought by my father.
I sat in the living room, trying to heat milk myself, but ended up burning it. I smelled smoke coming from the kitchen, feeling helpless.
I couldn't even do such an ordinary thing, and suddenly I felt frustrated.
I stared at my hands for a long time.
"I'm telling you, you can't even do something as simple as heating milk, how are you going to survive in the future?" Qi Qi came out from behind me. She knew that my ability to survive was almost zero, so she chose to move in to help me at this time. Anyway, this house is also very empty, and there is an echo when I shout, which is terrible.
I have no objection to her moving in.
Qi Qi is a very capable person and can cook delicious dishes. Although they don’t taste as good as his father’s, they are better than takeout after all.
"I haven't been hot." I explained standing behind Qi Qi.
She carefully took the pot off the stove and poured out the milk.
I don’t understand how those who live get through the long nights. I have been suffering from insomnia for a long time and just couldn’t fall asleep. Fortunately, I always receive a call from Shen Yuxi late every night.
He knew I couldn't sleep and I would have nightmares, so he called me and every time he would wait until I fell asleep before hanging up. Tonight, I drank milk while Qi Qi went upstairs to deal with some unfinished business at the newspaper. I asked Shen Yuxi, "Tell me, if I had listened to my father and not become a reporter, would my father not have died?"
Shen Yuxi on the other end of the phone remained noncommittal.
