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In the middle of the night, Cheng Tianyuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Maybe he was uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa, or maybe he was thinking about it and couldn't sleep well.

The single room was very small. He moved his side and saw Xue Ling sleeping through the faint light projected in through the window.

The love in front of me seemed to have been tired all day. He did not have the nobility and elegance of the fairy tale heroine, nor did he have the beauty, stinginess and barbarity of her usual life. He was as gentle as a soft and cute little lamb, sleeping sweetly.

Cheng Tianyuan's eyes were deep, and his eyes fell on the sleeping beauty, and his heart seemed excited and uneasy.

She will soon stabilize and start a new life. She may not need him to help with the night watch tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

At that time, she will have her days, and he will have his own busy life, and the intersection point...it seems to be gone.

On the day of her wedding, she complained as soon as she entered the bridal chamber, keeping hinting that the two of them were not suitable and could not organize the family at all. She reminded him that there would be no good ending between them.

The Civil Affairs Bureau is located in the north of the county town. When she stabilizes, she will most likely take the initiative to propose it to herself...

After a lot of thoughts, he felt sleepy and he fell asleep unknowingly.

Early in the morning, Cheng Tianyuan washed up and went out to buy breakfast. Xue Ling couldn't sleep enough last night and was still lying in bed.

"The soy milk fried dough sticks in this restaurant are delicious. The fried dough sticks are cold and have a worse taste. Let's eat them." He put the things down, turned around and went to the small balcony to wash his hands.

When Xue Ling smelled the aroma of fried dough sticks, all the greedy bugs suddenly popped up. He lifted the quilt, hurriedly threw it on his coat, and ran to wash up quickly.

Cheng Tianyuan wiped his hands and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to work and come here to pick you up in the evening."

"Brother Yuan, let's eat together!" Xue Ling held the hot fried dough sticks and felt warm in his hands.

Cheng Tianyuan shook his head and replied: "I only bought one for you, and I will go back to the supply and marketing cooperative to eat."

He has always been frugal. He can buy five big steamed buns with a bag of soy milk and two fried dough sticks. It is a bit expensive for him and it is not enough to fill him.

His breakfast usually consists of porridge and two steamed buns, which is affordable and is more hungry.

"Wait!" Xue Ling held the soy milk bag and stuffed it into his hand, and said with a smile: "It's a little cold in the morning, so drink some warm first. I'll drink one bag."

Cheng Tianyuan looked at her bright smile as bright as the rising sun outside the window, his eyes flashed slightly, and he bent down and took a few sips.

She smiled and asked, "It's quite sweet, right?"

Cheng Tianyuan raised his lips and whispered: "It's quite sweet."

When he went downstairs, his belly was slightly warm and his throat still had the sweet smell of soy milk. This morning feeling made him unable to help but recall his childhood at the mouth of the Dahutong.

The family was not well-off at that time, but it was not as tight as it was later.

My mother always grinds some soy milk for breakfast and makes a basket of buns. The whole family sits around the small table, eating and drinking happily.

He unconsciously pulled the corner of his mouth, chuckled softly, and walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative with his steps lightly.

After Xue Lingle enjoyed breakfast, she simply dressed up and changed her clothes, and went out to Rongcheng Newspaper.

The spring breeze was so proud that the horse's hooves were fast, and before I knew it, I arrived at the newspaper's door.

At this time, the newspaper office had just started working, and people were coming and going.

A man was typing using an old typewriter. He looked up and saw her protruding her head as if she was looking for someone. He grinned: "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

Xue Ling generously reported his name, explained his purpose, and politely asked Director Liu where his office was.

"Oh! It's you!" the young man smiled enthusiastically, "The director mentioned you to us during his lunch break yesterday, saying that you graduated from the Foreign Languages ​​College in the Imperial Capital!"

His voice was a little loud, which attracted everyone else to see it.

Xue Ling nodded to them openly, and was very polite.

The man patted his chest and said cheerfully: "My name is Liu Xing, Xingxing's Xing. I am responsible for the layout work. New colleague, I will give you more advice in the future."

Xue Ling is an authentic northerner, very cheerful and laughs.

"I am not your official colleague yet. Today I am here to discuss the job with Director Liu. I haven't confirmed it yet!"

Seeing that she was not only pretty, but also generous and decent, Liu Xing said attentively: "The director is looking forward to you, a talented woman! The first room over there is Director Liu's office."

Xue Ling thanked her, turned around and knocked on the door lightly.

"Please come in!" Director Liu was working with his head down.

"Hello, Director Liu!"

"Oh, Xiao Xue! Hurry up, please sit down!" Director Liu stroked his glasses, put down the pen in his hand, waved his hand enthusiastically and politely to ask Xue Ling to sit down.

Xue Ling was secretly happy, and Director Liu did not hide her respect and expectations at all.

It is a great thing for leaders to value themselves when doing things here.

"Director Liu, after thinking about it, I think the position of English editor is quite consistent with my major."

After hearing this, Director Liu laughed.

"Okay! Xiao Xue! The newspaper needs talents like you! We will be colleagues in the future and work hard in the future. Please wait a moment, and I will ask someone to go through the entry procedures for you immediately!"

College students like Xue Ling have a rare foreign language major and are popular everywhere they go in the 1980s. In addition, Xue Ling is cheerful and generous, Director Liu was even more overjoyed.

The process of joining the company was very smooth. Director Liu took her to meet other colleagues and asked Wang Qing, who was previously in charge of the English department, to quickly hand over the handover.

Wang Qing is about twenty-three or four years old, with a pretty appearance and gentle temperament, wearing two braids and a nylon dress.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Xue Ling was coming to take over the English column.

She only knows a few simple English words and is not competent at all. However, the newspaper did not respond to talent, so Director Liu asked her to take the lead.

She loses a lot of weight almost every time she does, and she feels really uncomfortable.

"My sister Xue, I can finally throw this hot potato to you, a professional."

Xue Ling laughed and said, "I want to ask you to give me more advice!"

Liu Xing, who was standing beside him, said, "Wang Qing is the most famous writer in our Ronghua County. Don't look at her young age. She has published a collection of essays and two novels!"

"Wow!" Xue Ling clasped his fists and said, "So it's Master Wang! I feel respectful and respectful!"

Wang Qing covered his mouth and laughed shyly, saying, "I wrote nonsense... not a serious writer. In the future, everyone will be colleagues, and I dare not take it as a teacher. It is time to learn from each other. When you have time, I will ask you to be my English teacher."

"Hey! I have to learn too!" Liu Xing smiled and said with a smile.

Several middle-aged colleagues on the other side shook their heads and smiled bitterly, saying, "As soon as we see English, we have a headache. We are old and can't learn anymore."

The new colleagues are all literati, and the working atmosphere is very relaxed and harmonious. In the imperial capital, Xue Ling looked generous and cheerful, and soon integrated into the new working environment.

Her new desk is in the corner, opposite Liu Xing and next door is Wang Qing.

Director Liu said that the three of them were the youngest and arranged for them to sit together.

"Our newspaper currently has twelve staff, two guards, chief and deputy director, and other colleagues. You have also known each other - by the way, the deputy director is on a business trip and will not come back in a few days. I will introduce you to you later."

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