He is a polished elite in the workplace, and she is a rookie who is about to graduate and enter the workplace. He is as subtle and cunning as a fox, while she is a slow-witted girl. "I don't think we are suitable." "How do you know whether we are suitable if you haven't tried it?" His world is bright and colorful, and he is confident and excellent. Her world was dark and dull, and she felt deeply humbled. The feelings in this world are sometimes very simple. She said: "I just want him to hold an umbrella for me when it is windy, frosty, snowy and rainy outside." He said: "I just want someone to leave a dim light for me when I come home." Sometimes fate is really wonderful. When you meet or leave, there is always someone who belongs to you walking through the vast sea of people towards you. . . . . .