Chapter 16.2 (1/2)

Monday, December 18 Weather: Cloudy Change to Clear Weather. (continue)

This mix together, flat and eerie message is Su’s style.

‘I dislike this kind of you, when I’m in a cheerful mood you will hit on me.’ I condemn Su

‘This is based on my past experience. Just to remind you.’ Su flatly said.

‘The past few months, I think I have the bad luck until the lowest. Based on my past experience, now is the rebound point le!’

Su went silent.

Then, under the post I found numerous, “Don’t celebrate too soon” because of malicious replied from Su, the administrator has seal her ID.

Monday morning, I was elated to come to the company. In the hallway, I met with Elle.

Elle pulled me to one side and asked about Yifan blind date.

That’s right, Yifan at regular meeting on Monday. Whether it was a smile or a sneer, it depend on his mood early in the morning of the week. And large part of his mood was depend on his weekend blind date process.

‘Rest a.s.sured,’ I make a solemn vow, ‘I guarantee this time we will definitely able to succeed. Very soon we will be able to celebrate President’s wedding le.’

‘Oh?’ Elle faintly smile and decline to comment.

At the regular meeting, I tried to look for success clues of Yifan blind date. However without any accomplishment, this man still look business-like. His appearance was calm as usual. I feel a bit frustrated. Xiao Duo this kind of lovely and gentle lady, man can’t resist. Yifan’s heart….. could it be Yifan, don’t tell me, Yifan this stern face beauty….. is the legendary xiǎo shòu (the “receiver” – slang in a h.o.m.os.e.xual relations.h.i.+p)?!

Suddenly I have this courage to manage people affairs of life, feeling of impermanence.

After the meeting, I was summoned to the President office by Elle.

After several months, this is the first time I entered President’s office. However the mood is entirely different from the past. I feel happy sitting over there, look at this already nirvana or about to be a nirvana man.

Yifan sit upright and still, ruthlessly staring at me. And I gently gaze at him like Virgin Mary manner.

‘Guan Xiao Bei, who told you I’m gay?’ For a long time, Yifan asked with a displeased voice.