(Sixteen)

  On Monday when she went to work, her throat felt a bit itchy and hoarse, so she was worried about being infected. She soaked a package of Lianhua Qingwen in the office and drank it. It seems that these common medicines prepared by her mother every time she returned home were really necessary.

  She got busy and didn't feel it anymore. The weather was still hot. On her way home from work, she bought half a watermelon at a fruit stand. When she got home, she saw the note he left: "Moonlight sister, I'm going to Shenqu tonight and will be back later." He drew a tongue-out ghost face. She smiled, indeed young people recover quickly. Sitting in front of the table, she carefully scooped out half of the watermelon with a spoon, ate it, and wrapped the remaining half with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator. Now the refrigerator was not just filled with milk and bread, but also eggs and leftover scallions from last time's soup. There was also a box of mineral water that he bought in the kitchen corner. She left a note on the table: "Ye Gongzi, there is watermelon in the fridge."

  The next morning, when she got up and saw the watermelon skin in the trash can, she smiled and took it out when she went downstairs. After this drunken weekend, on the surface, everything seemed to be the same as before - they still left early and returned late, barely seeing each other. But deep down inside, she felt a sense of closeness, their tacit understanding had grown stronger.

  For several days in a row, she would buy half a watermelon on her way home from work. She'd eat half and leave the other half for him. In the morning, she'd take out the rind and throw it away, surprisingly enjoying this feeling of domestic life. Every morning when she took out the rind, she had an unknowingly sweet smile on her face. She even started thinking that this weekend when she went home, she wanted to learn a few more dishes from her mom.

  But on Friday, she caught a cold and didn't recover. After spending the whole day in an air-conditioned room, going in and out, she also got pharyngitis. She wasn't afraid of catching a cold, but she was terrified of getting pharyngitis, which would make her suffer unbearably. When she went to report to the director, she was almost voiceless. The director noticed that something was wrong with her and asked what happened, but she couldn't say anything. It was truly an experience of having a hard time speaking out.

  The 40-year-old female director had met her father when she joined the company and knew about her family situation, so she was very sympathetic to her current condition. She said: "You've also been with the company for a year now, according to the rules, you can take annual leave. Do you want to take it and go home to rest?" She quickly nodded. The director continued: "Don't hold on here anymore, just go back and rest early. When you come back, just submit a written report." She was truly grateful to the director for this, and from this point on, she decided to dedicate her life to this place.

  When I got home at 4 o'clock, Ye Xiang Ran was not at home and left a note: "There is no performance tonight, wait for me to come back." Where did this person go? She went back to her own room and simply packed up the luggage she had brought back home. Originally wanted to go back home today, but he made himself wait, didn't know how long to wait, saw that he would have to wait until tomorrow to go back home. Fortunately, the long-distance bus station was just nearby, this is what Liu Qing meant by "golden zone" earlier, everything is more convenient than the school side.

  At this time, the doorbell rang and she wondered who it could be at this hour. Was Ye Tong forgetting to bring his key? How did he know she was back so early? With doubts, she opened the door and found that the person standing outside the security door was... Xiao Tang.