My Story 3

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After successfully landing a job at the new company, I began a busy life, but one in which I regained my confidence. I
worked from nine to five every day, and then had to take care of my child when I got home. I believed that I should raise my child myself to build a strong bond, and I couldn't just leave him with my husband's parents. I had them take care of him during the day when I didn't have time, but I took care of him myself as soon as I got home. My husband's work remained demanding, and he usually didn't get home until nine or ten at night. Several days a week, he wouldn't get home until eleven or twelve, sometimes even three in the morning. He was also very
busy with social engagements. After working at the company for a while, because of my outgoing personality, I gradually became familiar with my colleagues.
I was assigned to a small printing room, a tiny space of about ten square meters, containing several computers and a copier. This small room was my personal workspace, but it also served as a break room for the receptionists. Even the guys from other departments often came to chat and relax there. It was through this connection that I met the second man in my life.
Speaking of this man, perhaps he shouldn't even be called a man! He's a guy six years younger than me. Actually, even though I've been with the company for a long time, I haven't had any contact with him at all. If someone suddenly brings him up, I honestly don't recognize him right away.
One day, I finished my work and was taking a break. Our lobby manager came in to make copies and get some snacks (as I mentioned before, he's a bit of a playful old man. He gets along really well with me, this snack-loving lunatic). Seeing that I was free, he asked me to do some personal errands for him, like depositing money at the bank (hehehe, this old man isn't afraid I'll just take his money and run). He also asked me to buy some snacks for everyone!
But for me, I've basically never been to this place besides the office (and you know, many girls are terrible with directions), so I had no idea what banks, post offices, or supermarkets were. So, my mentor (who is our lobby manager, and he likes us to call him that) had his apprentice take me there on his motorcycle. That's how I met this guy who seemed a bit dim-witted. (I'll just call him "little brother" here. Actually, that's the only way to call him now.)
My first impression of him was that he was very fair-skinned (I later learned he was the fairest person in our company; none of the girls were as fair as him. All the girls in our company are dark-skinned), but a bit dull, introverted and shy. I was riding in his car; he had a broad back, and I felt a little awkward putting my arms around his waist, so I just held onto the back seat. He was quite considerate, driving very slowly. We completed our first collaborative task with almost no interaction: going to the bank and then the supermarket!
After that, I don't remember having much contact with him. At most, he would come to make copies, and I would help him add paper, etc. We didn't really get to know each other well. I just know who he is if you mention his name.
Our company has a two-day weekend, so every weekend I take my child back to my parents' house, a place far from my husband's family and company. On one of these repetitive weekends, I found a text message on my phone asking me to call back, and several missed calls. The name was that of my little brother. (After joining the company, I was asked to leave my contact number and memorize the phone numbers of all my colleagues in the lobby, which took me a long time to type in.) I wondered what he wanted from me, probably work-related (I was on my day off and didn't want to work), so I didn't call back, thinking I'd
deal with it at work. On Monday, the guy didn't come to talk to me about work, and I didn't think much of it. But during lunch break, he came and jokingly asked why I hadn't called back. I was stunned, gave a silly laugh, and walked away, asking him what was wrong. He said nothing, now! I thought, why would you call me if there's nothing wrong? But even so, I suddenly started paying attention to him. Maybe it was a woman's curiosity; his unsolicited contact made me notice him. He seemed quite willing to chat with me, so we gradually interacted more, and our colleagues would often assign us two compatible guys to go out and sell snacks together. (
This isn't erotic; read it if you like.) I'll continue writing when I have time, but I'm so tired lately, I don't know if it's from work or because life feels so boring!

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