Love is indeed like potatoes, it always sprouts for no reason. But potato sprouts will not bear fruit. If this potato is used for cooking and eating, all potato sprouts must be broken off, because it is poisonous and cannot be eaten.
When the potatoes of love sprout
(Hebei/Yingshu)
(1)
I had just returned from Shanghai early that morning After returning to the headquarters in Shijiazhuang from a business trip, I took a shower and changed my clothes. At about 10 o'clock, I reported to the company.
I walked into the elevator and pressed the button to close the door. Suddenly a girl rushed over and stuffed her arm into the crack of the door. When the elevator door was pried open by her, the documents in her other arm were scattered throughout the elevator. Being accustomed to pretending to be a gentleman in front of girls, I casually helped her pick up the documents.
Of course, I still had enough time to get a "thank you" from the 1st floor to the 17th floor. At the same time, I also saw a face that surprised me. It was as pure and beautiful as the face of Akame Haruko in the cartoon "The Master". And that's not important. What's important is that the smile on her face made me take her from the 17th floor to the 18th floor, and then reminisced about it all morning. In this rainy season, I am immersed in her smile like I am bathed in the sunshine of May.
In the afternoon I took the reimbursement form and went to the finance department on the 17th floor to claim my travel expenses. I was pleasantly surprised to find the girl sitting in front of the bill review window. I also got a smile that made me intoxicated. After the review was completed, I saw a name in the "Auditor" column: Lan Jie.
Smoking is prohibited in the company office area, so a colleague and I went to the balcony at the end of the long corridor to smoke. While chatting, I accidentally discovered that the girl sitting in the floor-to-ceiling window on the 17th floor was Lan Jie. The figure shook, and Lan Jie behind the glass actually gave me a smile that made me happy again.
My colleague asked me with a smile, "Are you peeping at a beautiful woman?"
I said, "I haven't seen that girl before."
"Financial , I just came this month, huh? Didn’t you see it when you were reimbursing me?"
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When I was about to get off work, I accidentally ran to the balcony and lit a cigarette. Lan Jie seemed to have nothing to do and was looking around. He accidentally saw me and once again showed a smile that made my heart move.
When I saw Lan Jie packing her things, I walked through the long corridor like an arrow. The elevator just came down. I straightened my hair in the mirror in the elevator. Turning around, the elevator Stopping on the 17th floor, the door opened and it was Lan Jie standing at the door.
As the elevator descended, I tried to find something to talk about, but my Adam's apple kept rolling but there was no sound. But I have been enjoying Lan Jie's sweet smile.
(2)
For several days in a row, I always "ran into" Lan Jie in the elevator. Lan Jie started talking to me, but it was always phrases like "Go to work, get off work, hello", which I still find very sweet. Because Lan Jie always responds to me with gentle eyes and smile. I forgot for a while that I had a girlfriend in Shanghai who I had been with for 4 years and was building our love nest together.
I began to believe that Lan Jie also fell in love with me. What would it be like if a girl could communicate with you with such gentle eyes but not like her?
There were only Lan Jie and me in the elevator. The time came when I wanted to confess my love. I called out "Lan Jie" softly. I almost didn't hear it myself, but Lan Jie actually heard it and smiled. Ask "You called me?". I tried hard to control my nervousness and said, "I like you, do you like me too?" Unexpectedly, Lan Jie immediately turned red and nervously replied: "No, no." She seemed to want to say something else. The elevator had stopped at the 17th floor, and Lan Jie floated out like flying.
Her panic and nervousness convinced me that she liked me, but my expression was too hasty and abrupt, leaving her at a loss.
When I got off work in the afternoon, of course I had to "encounter" Lan Jie in the elevator. But after the elevator opened on the 17th floor, not only Lan Jie but also two of her colleagues came in, a long cylinder-like one. The same middle-aged woman, an intern as skinny as a broomstick. I let myself smile and pretend to be gentle and look at Lan Jie. Lan Jie was just talking to two colleagues about our company's vacation issue. She glanced at me as if I were transparent air.
I secretly made up my mind that I must confess my love to Lan Jie again!
After leaving the company building, Lan Jie and two colleagues went to push her moped. I followed closely: "Lan Jie, tell me, do you like me a little bit?" Lan Jie His face immediately turned red and he immediately said: "Really not, you misunderstood" and looked behind me. When I turned around, I saw the cylinder and broom branches waving towards me. Lan Jie continued: "We have a party, goodbye" and ran away.
Lan Jie's increasingly flustered behavior showed that my judgment was correct. It was just because she was shy that she refused to admit anything. Thinking of this, my heart was filled with sweetness and joy.
I imagined that when Lan Jie*** and I were taking the elevator, the elevator suddenly broke down. We were rescued more than ten hours later, and the flower of love between Lan Jie and I was already in full bloom. How wonderful it would be if this tacky storyline happened to me and Lan Jie!
I have only a few days left to go back to Shanghai.
I think I should express my love to Lan Jie in a more romantic way, such as sending roses or something, but I have only seen the idea of ??sending flowers to the office from movies, so it would not be appropriate for me to carry a bouquet of flowers to the company headquarters.
Yes! On July 16th, "House of Flying Daggers", just watch Zhang Yimou's movie!
That afternoon, I asked a friend to buy two high-priced tickets. When I stood on the balcony and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 17th floor, what I saw was no longer Lan Jie’s figure but the cylinder. I ran to the 17th floor and asked, only to find out that Lan Jie had taken leave to go back to her hometown today. I copied Lan Jie's mobile phone number from the internal address book onto a piece of paper and tucked it into my wallet.
I felt empty and disappointed. I guessed that something had happened to Lan Jie’s family. I even thought with horror that Lan Jie returned home this time because she was forced to marry someone else due to family pressure.
Nothing is known, and it’s time for me to return to Shanghai.
On the swaying train, I carefully savored every smile and look in Lan Jie’s face. Based on my thirty-year-old life experience, I can confirm without a doubt: what I felt in these less than ten days was the love that Lan Jie brought to me.
(3)
As soon as I returned to Shanghai, I encountered a troublesome matter: a downstream customer of a distributor reported that our company's products were losing tons. As for this batch of goods, I handed over a complete vehicle skin to the dealer, and the dealer gave the entire vehicle skin to downstream customers.
Station, warehouse, company warehousing department, dealers, downstream manufacturers; telephone, fax, certificate, measurement sheet. By the time I figured it all out and was done with it, more than a week had passed.
On Saturday afternoon, when I was buying desserts for my girlfriend at Christine’s Bakery, a piece of paper fell out of my wallet. At this moment, a panic passed through my heart, and I knew that this was Lan Jie's mobile phone number that I had written down.
After seeing my girlfriend off, I looked at my watch and it was already 12 o'clock late at night. When I returned to the bedroom, I spread out the note. The clear handwriting seemed to be what I had just written.
Why haven’t I called Lan Jie?
Is it just because Lan Jie hasn’t accepted my confession yet?
If Lan Jie accepts the confession, will I give up my girlfriend of 4 years in Shanghai?
Why couldn’t my four-year relationship with my girlfriend resist Lan Jie’s appearance during those few days?
If Lan Jie accepts my confession, can I give her the promise of complete happiness?
If you give me another chance, will I confess to Lan Jie?
Does Lan Jie really like me?
Many questions are crucial, and I have no answers and cannot answer any of them. Is my love for Lan Jie fake? Am I a selfish, narrow-minded, inconsistent person?
Suddenly I thought that a person named "Leopard on the Apple" wrote such a short poem in the poetry forum of the "New Poetry Grand View" website:
"Love"< /p>
Just like potatoes
Always sprout for no reason
I deeply believe that for Lan Jie, the potatoes of my love sprout irresistibly, even though I know nothing about Lan Jie except her gentle eyes and smile.
I also understand that love is indeed like potatoes, it always sprouts for no reason. But potato sprouts will neither bloom nor bear fruit. If this potato is used for cooking and eating, all the potato sprouts must be broken off, because it is poisonous and cannot be eaten.
There is a saying in the Bible: If you choose to give up, all problems will no longer be problems. It turns out that these "crucial" questions I listed for myself can be made into non-problems in a way.
Light a cigarette, take a deep breath, and the exhaled breath begins to disperse. The piece of paper with Lan Jie's mobile phone number on it was entangled with a small ball of flame in the ashtray. It burned out in a few seconds and eventually turned into the color of ash.
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