Chapter 507: People are the product of the environment
My conversation with Jian Wei continued, but I had deliberately skipped the topics related to Le Yao. In fact, apart from filming micro-films, we don’t need to talk too much about her private life. In the future, Le Yao and I will have less and less interactions. No one believes that she will stay in Suzhou, her second hometown after marriage, and she must have lived with Cao Jinfei in Beijing.
After chatting with Jian Wei for about half an hour on work, she seemed a little tired, and I was even more tired. I don’t know when I fell asleep on the edge of her hospital bed.
When I woke up, the sun was evenly scattering in the ward, and I was wearing Jian Wei's white down jacket. I patted my forehead. After I woke up instantly, I found that Jian Wei was looking at me with a very complicated gaze.
I subconsciously looked at myself, but I didn't understand why, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jian Wei asked me to look at the bed sheet by myself, and then I found a pool of saliva on it. When I touched the corner of my mouth, there was indeed a residual saliva. I suddenly felt that my face was gone, and I said with a long face: "What do you think? You should be like me, you will also drizzle!"
Jian Wei looked at me with a disgusting expression.
I wiped the corners of my mouth with my hands, then looked out the window with a whistle, trying to hide my embarrassment, but Jian Wei burst out laughing. I turned around and glared at her, preparing to reveal her shortcomings, but suddenly remembered that those incidents that happened to her were all a few years ago. As long as I said it, it would inevitably involve a past, so I swallowed all those words back into my stomach.
If her "mockery" of me at this time was a self-defense counterattack campaign, then I would never have a chance of winning in this battle, so I fell into silence.
Jian Wei chose to stop at the right time, and also fell into silence with me. After a while, she said to me: "Zhaoyang, I want to go to the bathroom. Please help me find a nurse."
I finally felt some relief, nodded, and then walked out of the ward, but was told that the nurse had something to do and I immediately returned to the ward to report the situation to her and asked her to hold it in for a while.
Jian Wei responded, but her expression became increasingly ugly, and the nurse showed no sign of coming back. I knew she might be embarrassed to say to me, so she asked, "Is it really hard to hold it in? I can't hold it in anymore?"
"Have you ever used a hanging water?"
"I've been hit and I feel like my bladder is almost blown out... But usually, I just carry a salt water bottle to solve it myself. After all, it's convenient for men... It's not easy for women to deal with!" I said and whistled again, and Jian Wei's expression became even more ugly!
"Please help me take off the salt water bottle, maybe there is a hook in the bathroom!"
"Okay, go and have a look. After all, this is your last hope." I said as I helped her pick up the hanging water, then helped her walk towards the bathroom. As I walked, I nagged: "People just can't live too proudly. You just made me feel embarrassed. In this incense stick of time, retribution came... The nurse is not here! It's really not here, haha... Is there a hook in the bathroom? Only nerds know!"
Jian Wei was not angry as I imagined. She just said, "So long has passed, and it has not made you mature..."
I didn't respond to her words, because whether she is mature is not the most important thing in my opinion. Many times I just live for the sake of my emotions, and when I am happy, I will be proud, drink and smoke. In my opinion, the most painful thing in this world is to live with a mask of concealment, because I have taken it to understand the sorrow and helplessness in it and the irresistible pain mixed with it.
When he arrived at the bathroom, Jian Wei immediately opened the door, but was desperate to find that there was no hook in the imagination. So he looked at me anxiously and replied, "I can't accompany you into the bathroom... Really, if you asked me to block a bullet, I won't even frown, but this matter is too powerless!...If you don't go back and wait, maybe the nurse will come back soon."
"I can't wait anymore!!"
Looking at Jian Wei's unbearable expression, I finally stopped joking with her and said to her: "You go in and shit, I'll help you with it outside the door, just keep the door open."
There was no better way than this at this time. Jian Wei turned around and entered the bathroom. The infusion tube was not too long enough. I had to lie on the door, and I was afraid that the door would press the infusion tube, and I would support the wall with one hand and the other foot to the middle between the door and the door frame, so that the door would not close.
Listening to Jian Wei's "sheep" voice, I couldn't help but wonder. If we weren't too familiar with each other's body in the past few years, but just two friends of the opposite sex who were not very familiar with each other, would this scene still happen at this moment? She was probably embarrassed! I would also feel embarrassed... But does this mean that it is really impossible for us to completely erase that mark on the past from life? And there is no complete cut in this world?
I stopped myself from thinking about it, and urged Jian Wei to hurry up and get faster...
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After leaving the clinic, I sent Jian Wei back to her residence and told her to take a good rest for a day, then drove back to her company. Our lives had no intersection in an instant. This kind of breaking is the norm for us to get along with each other. Now, except for work, we will never talk about the past.
I spent the whole day in a busy life. When I was about to get off work, the company's planning department director in charge of publicity found me. She asked me with a hint of worry: "Mr. Zhao, have you read the headlines of today's entertainment version?"
I never liked to pay attention to these things, so I shook my head at her.
She continued: "Today several media broke the news that Le Yao was about to marry Cao Jinfei..."
"Did you ask me to confirm this?"
"Yes, I know Le Yao is your friend, so I want to ask you for this."
I lit a cigarette and replied, "This is a true thing... You are worried that Le Yao's image after marriage does not conform to the spiritual connotation with freedom as the core expressed in our literary and artistic path, right?"
The planning director nodded and said, "I do have concerns in this regard. What do you think of this matter?"
I admire the keenness in the career of planning director. After all, when I communicated with Jian Wei today, I didn’t remember this detail. After thinking about it, I said to her: “Let’s hold a meeting to study this matter. If it is really not suitable, I will look for someone else… I can’t let her help us make micro-films without getting married!”
The planning director made an understanding expression and asked about the specific meeting time. After quitting my office, he left my office. The cigarette in my hand had not finished smoking, but he had a new understanding of life... It turns out that people are the product of the environment. When the environment changes, many of the original characteristics of people become missing.
This seems to be contrary to the perception I understood from Jian Wei, because after we have experienced changes in the environment, many of the original characteristics are still preserved.
I put out the cigarette in my hand, but I could no longer think about life thoroughly, because many things happened deep in my soul. I didn't have the ability to recognize what changes had happened to my soul in private, so I stopped all my thoughts and reverie and walked out of the office with my briefcase.
This evening, I wanted to go to the mall to buy some gifts for Fang Yuan and Yan Yan's baby who were not born yet. I am really full of expectations and love for this child. If Fang Yuan and Yan Yan are willing, I am willing to be the child's godfather.
Chapter completed!