The first time I met her, she was standing alone in front of the bookshelf in the office waiting to be hired. She was wearing a long skirt and her black hair was like a waterfall.
His footsteps passing by the office startled her, and she looked up with a pair of clean eyes.
He gave her a slight nod of encouragement.
The real acquaintance was when she handed him a glass of water at the backstage of the annual meeting, smiling and elegant.
Later, next to the white walls of Daiwa in Huizhou, in the heavy snowfall of Switzerland, Xie Yuan thought more than once: Is her occasional lowered eyebrows and blushing when facing him a subordinate's awe of her superiors, or a girl's shyness facing men?
Concept: Love goes both ways