hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 43 Don't Underestimate the Rag Girl ([-])
　Tang Yumo hasn't talked with anyone about the fields and topics she is familiar with for a long time. Once she started talking, she couldn't stop it.

　When he saw Gu Yihan gradually raised his head from a large pile of documents, staring at her fixedly, his cold and sharp eyes seemed to be wedged into her eyes, then he kept silent.Although it has already passed the age when getting an A+ grade from the professor can be happy for several days, but in his heart, he still hopes that Gu Yihan can give him an appreciative look.

　Somehow, she sensed for no reason that he understood.

　"You don't know much about new media yet."

　Gu Yihan only spoke briefly.

　What? !Is that all?

　Tang Yumo was unbelievably disappointed, as if his enthusiasm and kindness had been thrown into the calm sea without even a splash.Sure enough, you can't expect anything from an ice cube face... an ice cube face will always be an ice cube face.Tang Yumo, you better remember it for me!

　"Have you finished writing today's [-] words?"

　Gu Yihan saw that she was blank and did not respond, and asked.

　"Oh... I haven't had time yet..."

　Tang Yumo said angrily.

　"That's still in a daze, I don't know, I thought you were idle."

　Gu Yihan said lightly.

　What? !I am free?I was instigated by you early in the morning to be a rag girl cleaning glass and a small clerk to do proofreading. I finally came out in a good mood and gave you some reasonable suggestions. As a result... I became idle? !
　Tang Yumo walked back to the small desk depressedly, turned on the laptop and started typing.

　It is important to seize the time to do your own business.

　As for everything about Bing Cube Face, it is better to touch less, watch less and worry less.

　For a while, the two were relatively silent, each busy.

　In the empty room, although the two are actually living in the same room and dreaming differently, the occasional onlookers such as Jiang Ping and Li Xue who intrude in give them the illusion that the years are peaceful.

　Tang Yumo was also extremely devoted to coding. Except for eating a sandwich that Jiang Ping gave her in a hurry during lunch time, she was glued to the keyboard and kept typing. The characters in the novel moved smoothly as if they could speak. With the development of the plot, she felt that the creation was smoother than ever before, so she didn't even have time to eat dinner, and she didn't even know when Gu Yihan left the office.

　It was only when she finally reached 3 words and completed the first small conflict between the male and female protagonists, her whole body relaxed as if she had collapsed, and her fingers were no longer able to tap the keyboard, so she leaned back on the chair and squinted her eyes have a break.

　The quiet atmosphere of dusk swept over her like a tide.

　There was originally a round Western-style oil painting hanging on the inconspicuous side wall. When she first came to this office, she had the impression that the painting was a conventional religious content such as the Virgin Mary and Holy Child and Angels. At this time, she thought of Gu The Venus that Yihan hangs in the Four Seas Hotel looks a little familiar. Could it be the work of Botticelli?He loves the painter's withdrawn tone so much?What a lonely ice cube face.She couldn't help but look at the corner of the side wall. The Virgin and the Holy Child seemed to have cold eyes in the dark, and she didn't dare to look any more.

　Without Gu Yihan, the space became only a tense aura, she suddenly didn't dare to stay in this empty office, packed up her things and went out.

　When I walked outside, I found that the rows of cubicles were also empty.The lights in the office area were also turned off, only the dim emergency lights were still on in the long corridor
　It's only seven or eight o'clock, why is everyone gone? !

　To get off work so early, really, this company is too unprofessional, Yunju seems to have a false reputation.

　While muttering, Tang Yumo walked quickly through the corridor to the elevator.

　Although there were no abnormal sounds for the time being, she was inexplicably terrified as she walked in the empty and dimly lit office area.

(End of this chapter)