Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 19

It’s different

Before the lights in the entrance hall were fully turned on, Lin Zhiqing’s head poked out from behind the door of the second bedroom, with a teasing tone in his tone: “Mr. Song, you stayed in the company all day today. You left your independent office unused, but you stayed in the ordinary workstation to work with that intern Xu Xingruo. Could it be that you really have a crush on her, right?”

I stopped changing my shoes, threw my briefcase on the sofa, tugged on my tie, and said in a perfunctory tone, “What are you talking about?”

From the corner of his eye, he unconsciously remembered her red fingertips when she lowered her head to edit the report during the day, and the embarrassment she deliberately concealed. A subtle fluctuation passed through her heart, and she quickly added, “It’s just that the recent project needs to be connected with the grassroots, so that communication at the work station is convenient.”

Lin Zhiqing raised his eyebrows, obviously not completely convinced. He walked out of the room and sat next to me: “Really? But I see that you specifically asked the administrator to order an extra mango pancake for her at noon. You have never cared for any intern like this.”

Lin Zhiqing leaned back on the sofa, resting his arms on the armrests, and the teasing in his eyes became more intense: “You can’t say that, Xu Xingruo has been in the company for almost two months, right? You didn’t even look at her when you met her before. She reported mistakes during meetings, and you even criticized her for being ‘not professional enough’ in front of the entire department. Why did she suddenly change her attitude in the past two days? She was just a job and ordered desserts specially. She said she had no other ideas, who would believe her?”

He bumped my arm as he spoke, with a tone that meant he was just enjoying the excitement: “Mr. Song, if you are really interested in her, just pursue her directly. There is no need to beat around the bush like this – but to be honest, that little girl looks quite innocent, so don’t bully her.”

I picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, trying to suppress the inexplicable strangeness in my heart. I frowned and scolded: “Stop guessing. It’s just necessary for project docking. I’ll be done with it after a while.”

But in my mind, I couldn’t help replaying the way she nodded with red eyes after being yelled at by me, and the panic she deliberately concealed today, and her fingertips were inexplicably tight.

His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the edge of the mouse. Xu Xingruo’s eyes fell on the computer screen, but he didn’t read a word.The words that just blurted out were like a thin thorn piercing my heart, repeatedly replaying my suddenly darkened face. Her Adam’s apple moved, and her fingertips were clenched until they turned white.

There were sounds of typing on the keyboard in the office, but her workstation was filled with stagnant silence. The thoughts of “Would it make him think I was too rash” and “Would he be unhappy already” were running through her mind. She even knocked down the water glass and splashed the documents, but she didn’t react immediately. When she hurriedly wiped it, she couldn’t help but glance in my direction with a somewhat helpless tentative look.

Xu Xingruo was nestled on the sofa in the rental house. His fingertips unconsciously ran through the chat history of the company group on the mobile phone screen. When his eyes fell on the profile picture of “Song Qiusheng”, he was suddenly stunned.

The previous images flashed uncontrollably in his mind – he made a mistake in the contract attachment on the first day of employment, threw the document in front of his partners, and made sarcastic remarks like ice picks: “I can’t even figure out this basic process, so there is no need to keep the probation period”;

When she spoke too slowly when reporting on her work, he frowned and interrupted, saying “inefficiency” which made her red-eyed but she didn’t dare to defend herself. Even when they met by chance in the tea room last time, she smiled and said hello, but he just walked by without even looking at her.

But how come Song Qiusheng had transitioned in the past two months?

He would take the initiative to come to the work station to take over the work, and his tone would be calm but not harsh at all; he would remember that she likes to eat mango pancakes, and specifically ask the administrator to order an extra portion; even today, when she was embarrassed because of the previous offense, he did not hold on to the fault like before, but tacitly refused to mention it.

Xu Xingruo curled up holding her knees, feeling confused.Is the project really needed?Or is there something I did differently?

She thought of his gentle force when he knocked on the table during the day, and of the glance he cast inadvertently when he turned around. Her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated by half a beat, and she quickly shook her head – how could Mr. Song, who had always been so sensible and cold, suddenly treat her differently?Maybe, I just think too much.

Xu Xingruo was nestled on the sofa in the rental house, running his fingertips across the work documents on the screen of his mobile phone. His mind only ran through the report that Song Qiusheng had delivered during the day – the numerical error had been corrected and it would be sent to him early tomorrow morning.

As for his “difference” in the past two months, in her opinion, it was just normal care during the project docking period. After all, although Mr. Song was strict in the past, he had never treated people who worked seriously.She yawned, turned off her phone and lay down on the bed. She was soon suffocated by sleep, without any extra thought.

And I was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, the cigarette held between my fingertips burned to the end, and it was so hot that my fingertips shrank before I came back to myself.Two images were repeatedly intertwined in his mind: the coldness of the original owner Song Qiusheng when he threw the document, Xu Xingruo’s red eyes holding on, and her fingertips that paused slightly when she received the report today, and her ear tips that turned red when she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Zhiqing’s joking was still in my ears, but I knew clearly that this difference was never a requirement of the project——

When I came through the book, facing the “debt” left by this body, facing the girl who was obviously wronged but still innocent and honest, I actually felt guilty and throbbing that I didn’t even understand, and the coldness on my fingertips lingered for a long time.

Before the lights in the entrance hall were fully turned on, Lin Zhiqing’s head poked out from behind the door of the second bedroom, with a teasing tone in his tone: “Qiu Sheng, you stayed in the company all day today, leaving your independent office unused, and you just stayed in the ordinary workstation with that intern Xu Xingruo. Could it be that you really like her, right?”

I stopped changing my shoes, threw my briefcase on the sofa, tugged on my tie, and said casually, “What are you talking about?” From the corner of my eye, I couldn’t help but think of her red fingertips when she lowered her head to correct the report during the day, and the embarrassment she deliberately concealed. A subtle wave of inexplicable fluctuations passed through my heart, and I quickly added, “It’s just that the recent project needs to be connected with the grassroots, so that communication at the work station is easier.”