I am a senior " Tomb Raiders " fan. I have read both books and movies many times. If you can't go to Hangzhou, you can't go to Wushanju next to Xiling Seal Society. If you can't go to Changbai Mountain, you can't find the bronze door under the snow-capped mountains. But, I arrived in Beijing! So I really want to see what Panjiayuan mixed with King Fatty is like.
Just in time for the "8.17 Rice Festival", I wanted to go to Panjiayuan with Mr. Cao. However, there happened to be a new employee joining the company (to be honest, I wanted to persuade her to leave at the time. If it weren’t for Mr. Cao, I wouldn’t know how to do it for a minute. The manager asked Mr. Cao to train her. I was waiting for Mr. Cao in the beverage shop downstairs. , it was supposed to end at two or three o'clock, but it didn't end until almost five o'clock. Mr. Cao came down and was ready to go with me. I told Mr. Cao: It's too late today, let's go today next year! I was confused, why not the day after tomorrow? I said: Because today is 8.17! It’s a special day! Mr. Cao looked very annoyed and said during the meal: “If I knew that the boss valued me so much, I would accompany you first. I went, but I missed today. "Who knew that this delay would last more than three years.
If 8.17 is special to me, then 8.19 is a day worth remembering.
My cousin-in-law was working in Summer Palace at that time. You can take us in. That day, I got up early and wore a black and white checkered dress and put on beautiful makeup (or so I thought). After all, this was my first trip with Mr. Cao! To describe it, I can only think of Rainie Yang 's "Ideal Lover", "The time is almost here, my heart is pounding, and my first date with you is coming..." "I like to see you walk with confidence, and when you talk, your With your focused eyes and gentle expression and innocence in your smile, I believe I can’t find anyone better than you.”
After my cousin took us in, she went to work.
Mr. Cao and I were playing aimlessly. , Mr. Cao held my hand and walked so slowly, as if we could go all the way to the end of the world or the end of life. Together we looked at the historical relics, admired the lotus flowers in the lake, and walked through the tree-lined streets together. We walked along the path and felt the temperature of the wind together. I remember that the wind was very gentle that day, and it was not very hot even in the middle of summer. We were tired from walking, and we rested on a chair by the lake. I leaned on Mr. Cao’s shoulder, feeling peaceful and at ease. To this day, if I have the opportunity to freeze the scene, I will still choose that day without hesitation. Mr. Cao also told me: "Boss, I also want to spend time on that seat by the lake."
Mr. Cao was on the subway back home. He would cover my ears and give me a hug when he arrived first. Mr. Cao had turned this habit into a conditioned reflex. Even when he got angry after an argument, he would only say, "I really can't do anything to you." .
Mr. Cao took a lot of photos for me. He said he wanted to record them, and then gave me a thick stack of plastic-wrapped photos.
