C2 God Amazing

Three years ago, there was such a day. Neither Yinn Liding nor Tian Mang had expected it.

It was as if there was a familiar but unexpected downpour.

Tian Mang came out of the venue and put away her camera. She found the camera cover had fallen on the conference table. There was an intern beside her who was stunned and silent. She took a breath, like she was angry and did not want to talk. She turned around and went back.

Fortunately, the small black circle was much safer than her.

"Oh, Teacher Tian, I forgot about it just now." The boy's voice suddenly became so soft that it couldn't be heard.

Tian Mang was so angry that she suddenly had a small wound. She pursed her lips and said, "You are always so careless!"

"I won't next time." He rubbed his head and smiled.

She suddenly could not blame him. She turned her head and saw that the thick curtain was half covered. The gloomy light made the dark red color look old and dull. It was clear that it was a sunny day. When she went up to the clouds, it must have been some of the higher-ups who said something that would make the people smack their mouths.

"You should go back first!" She felt weak all over, frustrated and tired. She passed a pile of materials to him.

"Then I'll write the manuscript and send it to your email."

"About what time?" She was a little impatient.

"I need to take a look at the speeches of several mayors. Then I need to check some background information." He carefully stated each and every one of them, as if he wanted to ask her to verify the contents of the drafts.

"Only three hours." She raised her wrist and looked at the time. The script was closed at four in the afternoon. Today was a big draft that the leader had just told her. If she didn't go, she would.

"I..."

She sighed and could not help but say: "Just now, you drew what should be drawn. The leader read the script. You can't listen to him. He reads so slowly."

"I... I don't know which is the main point."

Tian Mang suddenly could not breathe and was half frozen there. That's right. This kind of thing that did not have any emotions did not have any key points. After looking at it more, the key was just a few words.

"Alright, it's raining. Quickly go back. Be careful on the road. Let me do the script." She adjusted her breathing, took the materials, and went out to look for a bicycle. She first went to the newspaper to finish writing, passed it to the editor, and then went home.

She seemed to be angry with herself as she pushed the bicycle from the shed. She thought about making a phone call to the director, briefly explaining the few key points, and listening to the comments. She had a rough idea of what was going on in her heart.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Who cared about it? She rode on it and rushed forward boldly. It would be best if she got gonorrhea. She did not have a reason to take a vacation.

"Speed up," "adjustment," "relief," "promotion." She rode on it and muttered in her heart. It was nothing more than a few words plus all kinds of statistics that were reversed back and forth. The interview format of this kind of meeting was very high. All of the words were exchanged. Five years ago, the words in a corner of the material were all displayed in a stunning state after a few years. They were repeated, so there was nothing that she didn't know. The words that the leader read the most frequently were the key points. It was enough to write an article.

She suddenly felt that it was meaningless. The rain on her face was also unable to stir up her mushy brain. She was very angry.

This rain is really...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Her eyes were hurting, and the pedestrians seemed to be blurry.

She did not want to think about anything and shook her head hard. Just as she was about to raise her spirits, a little girl charged and swerved in the direction of Tian Mang's car. She was rowing past Tian Mang's car handle.

She instinctively dodged and the tires slid. Her backpack and camera were instantly thrown to the ground. Her arms and legs were all like fulcrum points. It was almost the same as the speed at which the car tilted.

"You..." She felt a sudden pain and instinctively looked at the other party.

The little girl was 12 or 12 years old and similarly fell to the ground. She did not dare to make a sound, but her eyes were red.

"Are you alright?" She curled up her legs and wanted to reach out to help her.

"I'm sorry!" The little girl's innocent eyes moved slightly in the heavy rain.

"It's good that you're fine. Going against the flow is dangerous. Did you fall anywhere?" She struggled to get up and tried to help her.

The child was agile. He pushed with his hand and got her up first. "I'm fine."

Tian Mang saw that her hands were white as she rubbed the corner of her clothes. She was shocked and said, "It's fine as long as you are fine. Hurry up and leave. Don't stay here. It will be troublesome later." She raised her eyes to look at the camera in the southeast corner.

Camera? She was stunned and turned her head in a hurry. Fortunately, the bag was thick. She heaved a sigh of relief when she picked it up. She had prepared a plastic bag earlier.

Hurry up. She decided. Without thinking too much, she picked up the car and drove in the direction of the newspaper.

When she reached the security guard, the rain was much lighter. Her hair started to rain. It was dripping so much that her arms hurt and itched.

When he opened the door, there was the smell of smoke. The director was talking to his colleague in a low voice.

"Yo, you're back?" Department Director Zhang opened his mouth first. He was passionate and caring.

"Is it... no..." Her tone was hesitant.

"It's convenient, look at the rain." It was the easiest way for reporters to talk to each other. It was a place where smart people gathered together. They were not afraid of not being able to use the right words, nor were they worried that the words would be wrong.

"What's wrong with your arms and legs?"

Wang Chen held the cigarette between his fingers and quickly swept it over.

"Hmm?" Tian Mang sat at the table and only then did she pay attention to herself. Why was her elbow all bleeding? She dyed her one-colored shirt in small patches. She was "added to the tragedy" by the rain.

"Isn't this a meeting? Why is it like passing through a tight encirclement?"

"Just now, I fell." Only then did she feel the pain. She didn't forget to turn on the power button of the computer box.

"Ah, I have to bandage this. It saves me the trouble." Department Director Zhang quickly came over and took a closer look.

"Hurry up and finish this manuscript. It's okay." Tian Mang only felt that something was not done yet in her heart. It was so urgent and annoying.

"This won't do. There is still blood. Quickly go. Wang Chen, fix the ingredients."

"Sure!" This kind of thing, take a few glances at it.

"No need, no need." Tian Mang suddenly felt like she was gambling with herself. She had to finish before she could feel the grievance in her heart. Where did this nameless grievance come from?

"Quickly!" The department director supported her wrist with his hand.

"I'll be quick." Tian Mang was embarrassed. Her eyes and hands were a little unwilling.

"How about this. I will call the editorial department and ask them to leave you a piece. You should go back and bandage it. When the time comes, just send the manuscript over." The department director understood Tian Mang's stubbornness. This girl had followed him since she entered the newspaper office until now. Whether she pretended to work or not was no longer a matter of whether she was serious or not.

Tian Mang hesitated and compromised. She was unwilling and had no choice. No matter how stubborn she was, she was really under the suspicion of pretending. She was even more speechless about her current condition. She clearly could not turn around, but she could still quickly analyze the situation and the expressions around her.

Could this be an occupational disease that had worked for more than four years?

"Good!" She only spat out one word before decisively retreating. There was no point in saying anything more. The best way to communicate was to work fast and submit decisively.

She took the USB and stuffed it into her bag while counting the stairs. He looked up. The sky outside the corner window was blue again.

What kind of weather is this?

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt as if steam was rising from her chest.

When she arrived home, the sky outside the window was clear for thousands of miles. She raised her wrist to take a look. Her elbow was already covered with a dark red scab. No matter how hard she tried, her knee was in great pain.

She fell into the sofa and carefully flipped the hem of her skirt. Fortunately, she was not wearing stockings, but her knees were rubbed so badly that it was too horrible to look at. She didn't notice it just now.

Tian Mang slid onto the floor and reached for the box beside her and the iodine cotton swab. It was really painful. She carefully cleaned up the stains and wounds on her legs. Her lips were numb from the pain. She bit hard, not wanting to make a sound. It was as if she had lost something when she made a sound.

It made her face turn red, but she could not say why she felt wronged.

It was only when it was his elbow's turn that he realized that the material of the clothes and the wound were intertwined. He could not stop himself from taking a deep breath. The pain felt like a crack had been torn open in his body.

Her left side swayed again. She wanted to try changing her posture, but no matter how she adjusted it, the clothes were attached to her arm.

"Forget about going crazy." She immediately gave up moving and suddenly leaned on the sofa. She only felt two tickles on her face.

The light outside the window hit her face. She stared blankly at the sky outside the window. The sky was as blue as water. No matter what, it did not match her dejected and cold heart.

It must have been four years. She closed her eyes in pain. She could only feel the lingering fear of the heavy rain.

She made up her mind, bit her lips slightly salty, and fiercely pulled down the clothes hanging on her arms. He only felt a slight pain on his skin and felt a slight chill.

She wiped the tears on her face, gently blew on the wound on her elbow, and began to apply the medicine bit by bit. Suddenly, she felt pity for herself and tried hard to pursed her lips to encourage herself. It didn't hurt, it didn't hurt. Good boy.

Tian Mang only felt a piece of the tendon being torn off. She sniffed and blew a whistle. She started to apply it bit by bit.

"That's good. Why should I go to the hospital? The little girl did not do it on purpose. "I can rest for three days after I finish writing my script. It was so good, it didn't hurt for nothing. All of you, listen to me. "Cooperate with me!" She pursed her tears and muttered to herself. She looked at her knees and elbows. They were red and swollen.

"Ah, it's so satisfying. Don't be sad anymore!" She tried her best to cheer her up and patted the computer on the table. "It's working!"

Wait! When the computer screen turned on, she still felt dejected. His whole body was numb with pain.

"I'm really tired." She stared blankly at the flashing cursor and document interface, took a deep breath, and logged on QQ. Mi Su's QQ was busy. Her pink, tender, and charming profile picture was really unbearable.

She felt that it was a bit eye-piercing and opened the dialogue box again.

Originally, she wanted to say "please console" three words, but after thinking about it, she decided to change it to "comfort" instead. "Are you still busy?"

"Of course. I have to be busy with the Dragon Boat Festival, my dear."

"Then you should be busy."

There was no sound from the other side. That was true. Everyone had their own matters to attend to. No matter how good a friend is, he won't be able to empathize with you in this aspect.

Tian Mang wanted to recompose herself and start to rummage through the bitter ingredients. However, she was somewhat unwilling. She saw two more floating bottles appear in the lower right corner. Open it in a bored place. It was all in the language of various nerves.

She was a little bored, but she could not say anything. She opened the cartoon, but McDull's big head and butt were warm and innocent.

Tian Mang looked at the screen and McDull solemnly and sadly sang with the boys.

"The wind blows the catkins and it is hard to gather.

As the wind blows, it floats back and forth.

" If I can, I'll let you stop. "

What a good-for-nothing. His tears still fell onto the keyboard.

She thought of this word," Stop, stop, stop... "In the past, she could only watch helplessly as that person looked at her squatting on the ground, unable to get up. She decisively turned around and walked away. She wanted to tell him if she could stop and not leave.

It was probably the same kind of heavy rain.

"Tian Mang, you should be stronger yourself." That was the most unforgettable thing that she had heard so far.

She did not dare to think and suddenly turned off the player. Her heart hurt a few times. She felt that her grievance and sadness doubled in an instant. There was nowhere to go. Her fingers trembled slightly. She opened a bottle of liquid and wrote down a sentence.

"I know that you will never appear below me again. However, I believe that one day, the person waiting for me downstairs, the person who can give me happiness, will definitely appear. Tian Mang." She seemed to have woken up from her anger and fiercely pressed the button. Seeing the bottle thrown in, a wind blew in her heart.

Wait a minute. When Tian Mang could finally pull her head out from the pile of documents, her stomach did not seem to be protesting against hunger. Instead, it was a hot temperature.

She actually had a fever.

After sending the script over and seeing the screenshot sent by the editor, she sat on the floor and touched her forehead. How could it be so hot?

Let's sleep for a while. She comforted herself that she wanted to turn off the computer and saw that there was actually a reply from a bottle in the lower right corner.

She clicked on it:

"I wish you well. You will appear. You are also called Tian Mang? "

She was both curious and helpless. If she did not reply, she would really be sorry for speaking in such a serious tone.

"How many Tian Mang do you know?"

"There is only one! I call her Mang."

When she saw this name, her heart moved and she replied a few words.

"Where is the Tian Mang you know?"

"Haha, it has always been in my heart. I use my name to support her."

"Oh? What's your name?" She found it funny.

"Yinn Liding. See if she's in my name. "

She was stunned.

"Yinn Liding, you are five years older than me."

"What's wrong?"

"Then why are you blushing?"

"Really? I'm very busy with my homework."

"Alright then, you can go ahead. My boyfriend is waiting outside."

Tian Mang thought about it for a long time. This was the only conversation she could think of between the two of them. In her impression, there was such a person. His name was very strange. He always looked around and said that he was shy. He would blush and also...

Yes, he had said before that Mang was a beam of light.

How did they know each other? But there was clearly a Yinn Liding that he knew when he was in university.

They really couldn't remember.

Tian Mang only felt a pain in her stomach. She took the phone and moved to the washroom with difficulty. What day is it today? It was actually a few days earlier.

Ya, I forgot to buy sanitary pads.

She was about to cry. She dialed Mi Su's number. "Can you send me a take-out?"

"You really have a lot of things to do. What's the matter now?" Obviously, she was giving orders to her subordinates. It was as if she had not adjusted the frequency and was not in a good mood.

"Are you going to send me off?" She sat on the toilet and rummaged around in a sorry state. The phone around her neck was almost cramped.

"Okay, okay, say it!"

"Sanitary pads."

"What?"

"Sanitary pads!" Tian Mang repeated.

"Miss, can you give out sanitary pads now?" She laughed out loud, "Alright, I'll go look for you tonight. You can have some hot drinks. I'm hanging up. "

Tian Mang suddenly felt warm. The pain and numbness just now was like being poured into a clear cup of cold water. It immediately faded.

Holding my name?

Tian Mang's finger drew a line in her palm. "Tian" was being held. What about "Mang"?

She used her phone to open QQ and saw the floating bottle.

She pressed a few words and sent it to him.

"Then why is your Mang in your name?"

She washed her hands and carefully moved back to the floor. It was so painful that the muscles all over her body began to stir.

She was still having a fever. She felt pity for herself.

Unknowingly, the sunset outside the window was already red all over the sky.

The sound of the car braking, the sound of the whistle, and the sound of children playing outside the window.

It really was the sound of the mortal world.

She was stunned for a while before she turned on the computer screen again.

He really replied.

"In my eyes, Mang has always been a beam of light."

Yinn Liding?

Tian Mang suddenly completely confirmed that this person she knew four years ago was looking at her with a red face. She was sincere and shy. I am Yinn Liding...

How could this bottle float to the people she had met before?