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"Addicted to SM 1V1" - Chapter 48: Train Driver VS Fisherman 

"There happens to be a position in the Translation Department..." Wen Shu was interrupted by Liang Yun before she could finish speaking.
"I won't pass the exam," she said.
Wen Shu was taken aback by her retort. "Sigh, you should at least come up with a better excuse when you lie!"
The champion of the national English speech contest, an outstanding graduate of the Monterey simultaneous interpreting program, a representative of UN high-level translation interns... she says she can't get in?!
"I know you don't like Uncle Liang arranging your future, but with your excellent background, this job is really a waste of your talents. Besides, once you're in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, you'll have many acquaintances who can take care of you, so it won't be too hard," Wen Shu continued patiently. "Don't forget, I'm right there."
"Some things, when you treat them as work or a career, are about maximizing profits, whether material or spiritual." Liang Yun put down her chopsticks, picked up a glass of ice water, and took a big gulp.
Her lips were slightly swollen from the heat of the chili oil.
Liang Yun drank half a glass of water in one gulp before putting the glass down. "There are other things you can do as hobbies. It's not just about the novelty and fun at the beginning. Don't care about other people's judgment of you. As long as it's your true love, you'll never get tired of it."
Wen Shu put down her utensils, took a small sip of water, and asked, "So, for you, is this job a career or a hobby?"
"Neither." Liang Yun smiled slightly. "So, whether I get the biggest benefit or not is not my focus; whether I will lose interest one day will not worry me too much. I will do my best while I am still willing to do it, and if I feel it is not fun tomorrow, I will quit immediately without feeling bad."
"If I go to the translation department, will I have that kind of freedom?" she said. "Especially if I get in through your connections, whether I treat it as a career or a hobby, there will be a lot of pressure."
"Then this pressure will fall like dominoes, affecting everything, and your care will become a burden for me," Liang Yun continued. "I don't want our relationship to have any sense of capital or charity."
"How could that be?" A hint of embarrassment flickered across Wen Shu's face. "I just wanted to make sure you didn't work too hard. It's not charity! How could that be between us!"
"Wen Shu, you're like a train driver, running on a fixed track, at a fixed time, in a fixed direction. You'll definitely be a model of long-term accident-free operation." As Liang Yun spoke, she picked up a napkin from the side, folded it left and right, and arranged it into a simple little boat. "As for me, I'm a fisherman. I can't just fish in one fixed area. Although there's no guarantee of a profit, I always want to go and see what other waters are like."
With a gentle push, she delivered the small boat made of napkins to Wen Shu's side.
Wen Shu didn't say anything more. She picked up the little boat, held it in her palm, looked at it for a while, and smiled.
He knew she had always been like that.
In my memory, Liang Yun often liked to do things that she found interesting but were criticized as useless by others, especially adults.
for example:
Sitting on a park bench, she observed the people coming and going, listening to their snippets of conversation and watching their every move, then made up stories, turning each person into a character. Her thoughts jumped around very quickly, and Wen Shu often couldn't keep up.
For example:
She spent an entire afternoon carving a lifelike Star Wars Death Star into a watermelon with a knife, then casually cut it in half and shared it with him, completely ignoring Wen Shu's distressed complaints.
He always remembered her intently eating watermelon while scoffing at others' opinions of her "uselessness," saying, "A fun thing immediately loses its fun if you demand it be useful!"
This is Liang Yun.
This is Liang Yun, whom Wen Shu has never dared to say aloud, but has secretly loved for over a decade.
What others see as a towering figure is always insignificant in front of Liang Yun.
He worried that he wasn't good enough for her.
It has nothing to do with economic strength or social status; it's about a carefree attitude towards life and an unrestrained, active mind.
He could never catch up with her.
Wen Shu always felt that Liang Yun was like a kite, always wanting to break free from the tether and soar into the unknown sky.
But who holds the kite string that tethers her?
————Mini Theater————
Liang Yun: Come on, honey, come and say hello. This is Wen Shu, the childhood friend I told you about. You two chat for a while, I'll go make you some tea.
Chen Yang: Ah, I've heard so much about you! I heard that when you two were kids, you liked to carve flowers or something on watermelons? Come on, Counselor Wen, take a look. Does this ID photo I just carved look like you?
With a "snap," the melon split open.
Chen Yang: Eat watermelon! Eat watermelon! It's so sweet and juicy!
Wen Shu (covered in cold sweat): ...

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