C155 (1/2)

Although Jiang Yu said that he would bring me back, he didn't specify a time limit. This was also a transition period for me, not to mention that I would need a very long time to adjust it.

Then, for a while, the days returned to their usual calm, a rare comfort to me.

When I got back to the company, I noticed that there had been some strange changes in my office recently. These changes were very minute, and without careful observation, one would not be able to notice them.

For example, my computer desk in front of a few pots of delicate and small green plants, or the windows outside of the balcony covered with some very comfortable looking French eucalyptus.

I have always liked the cold Nordic wind, the office is spotless, of course, it is impossible to see green plants.

Because I always thought that if there were more in the office, some other colors would look vulgar, but the appearance of these plants made me feel very comfortable.

Those little green lifeforms adorned the entire office, giving it a little more life.

I don't know why, but looking at these green plants made me feel really good all of a sudden.

I walked over to a cabinet to grind some coffee, but I suddenly noticed that there were a few Post-it notes taped to the top of the cabinet. The words were very fluent, and I could tell that they had been practiced and even had the air of a calligrapher.

It was warm.

”If you really feel unhappy, then look at the world from a different perspective.”

It was a simple sentence, but it made one's heart feel comfortable. It also showed how broad the person who wrote this sentence was.

I've always had a good impression of my own good-looking people, and I can't say why, but it's a strange feeling.

This Post-it was obvious that it couldn't have been done by the people around me, who were busy with their own affairs every day and didn't have time to write me such thoughtful little notes.

After thinking about it, only Old Xu who was willing to clean my office could do such a thing.

However, when I thought about the fact that this Post-it was written by Old Xu, I became even more surprised.

When they first met the Old Xu, they were at the construction site. Although the Old Xu looked very different from the other workers, they all worked in the same place, and after a while, everyone had gotten used to it.

Actually, I only felt that he was different. I didn't feel anything else until today when I saw this note.

I called Old Xu into my office.

”Old Xu, did you write this note?”

I sat on the sofa with the Old Xu standing, his face still carrying the same gentle smile that made me feel warm and comfortable.

”Sit down first, we'll talk slowly.”

After the Old Xu heard my words, he carefully sat on the sofa in front of me.

”The words on this note are very pretty. Did you write it?”

”Yes.”

Old Xu admitted it decisively.

”Every time I see you, I feel like you have a lot of things on your mind. Even if you smile at someone, it's not really a happy thing. I think you must have met some trouble that you can't solve.”

I looked at Old Xu. I didn't know how many things there were on this old man who had experienced all sorts of hardships. I didn't know why but I suddenly felt a strong curiosity towards him.

”How should I put it? It's probably because I've obtained too much, so I'm destined to have to bear more … Let's not talk about this anymore … Your writing is very beautiful, and many people I know don't necessarily write as well as you. ”