Lin Jianwei and Shen Zhiyi fought for seven years. From competing for scholarships in college, to later joining the same company to compete for a director position, and being certified by the entire industry - these two are mortal enemies that can't even be put together. Shen Zhiyi did three things every day: snatching Lin Jianwei's projects, slapping her plan in front of her at meetings, and throwing a packet of brown sugar ginger tea on Lin Jianwei's aunt's table on the day she rolled in pain and sneered: "Don't die on the list of my competitors."
The company has an anonymous group called "Did Director Shen Confess Your Love Today?" The group announcement is very straightforward: "Whoever dares to bring Director Lin in will pack up and leave." There are an average of 999+ messages in the group every day: how many times did Shen Zhiyi pass by the design department today, how many times did she peek at Director Lin's workstation, and how long has she been squatting in the convenience store downstairs when Director Lin works overtime? It has been seven years. Her home is to the west and the convenience store is to the east. She walks an extra three kilometers every day just to deliver a bowl of porridge "on the way."
But Lin Jianwei was not in the group. No one said a word to her.
Until late that night, Lin Jianwei passed by the conference room and saw Shen Zhiyi holding her phone and crying through the crack in the door - because she had posted a message on WeChat Moments an hour ago, with just three words: "Want to fall in love." Shen Zhiyi's voice squeezed out from the crack in the door. : "Seven years... I remember what kind of stomach medicine she took, what date her aunt came, and what she was allergic to. The time she fainted due to hypoglycemia, I carried her from the third floor to the first floor and lost her shoes. Why... She never refused to look back?"
Seeing Wei Chu standing outside the door, Lin began to rewind in her mind: Shen Zhiyi snatched her project because the client touched her thigh at the bar; Shen Zhiyi scolded her plan because there were legal loopholes in the proposal; Shen Zhiyi didn't let her drink ice because she had been hospitalized for stomach bleeding. Those knives she thought were "hate", but when she took them apart, they were all sugar-coated "protection".
Mu Xin wrote: "In the past, the sun became slower, the cars, horses, and mails were all slower. There was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime."
Shen Zhiyi's seven years passed more slowly than before. She became Lin Jianwei's memorandum, personal doctor, late-night delivery person and free design consultant, but she never became Lin Jianwei's "sweetheart". Because—she thought Lin Jianwei remembered the orange candy at the opening ceremony. Lin Jianwei had forgotten it a long time ago. So she continued to be her nemesis for seven years.
Lin Jian opened the door slightly, knelt down, held Shen Zhiyi's face in his hands, and wiped his hands with tears: "Why are you crying? I'm in love with the pervert who stole my files for seven years."
Shen Zhiyi stayed for three seconds, tears falling on the back of her hand: "How... How did you know?"
"The whole company knows," Lin Jian smiled, "I just don't know."
Liang Shiqiu wrote in "Love Letter from Ya She", "When you leave, I won't see you off; when you come, no matter how strong the wind or rain, I will go to pick you up. It's not just a momentary heartbeat, but in the long days to come, I will be willing to rush there every time."
(First time trying to write gl)
Intention: Confidence
