The Boss is Very Busy

Sleep with you tonight

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It is night.

The endless stream of cars on the driveway swiftly drove past, the bustling city hustle and bustle, neon lights blooming on the heights, also illuminating the luxurious and prosperous high-rise buildings.

In the middle of the feasting city, among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, at a small inconspicuous bus station, the clean and white girl quietly sat on the station bench.

The girl’s small and shiny ears were stuffed with earphones, as if she looked up at the star-filled sky with twinkling eyes, the voice came from the earphones.

The clean and pure that enters the ear is very magnetic, with a little hoarseness, and the crispness can almost penetrate into the human heart.

This voice sounded clean and comfortable, and it always gave people a peaceful feeling of time, mixed with magnetism and tenderness, but also faintly sad.

This voice said in a round tone.

"Will you feel lonely for a moment?"

"... Maybe it's when you share the most exciting things with your closest person, but he doesn't have the same empathy or even indifferent feelings as you imagined. Maybe it's because you swipe your phone in the middle of the night, and you can't fall asleep. At this moment, at this time, will you feel that you are the only one left in the world."

MuMian leaned on the billboard behind him, and continued to listen to the male voice in the headphones in silence.

The voice is gentle, so that everyone who listens can't help but become gentle.

"There is only one person left in your world. Someone leaves and no one wants to enter. At the moment of loneliness, you will be sad, silent, become very quiet, and you will want to stay away from everyone..."

The bus stopped slowly at the platform and the door opened.

MuMian stood up, white cloth shoes stepped on the car. This time was the peak time for the off-get off work. There were a lot of people in the car. Some people were swiping their mobile phones with their heads down. Some people were holding work bags in their arms and leaning against them. Sleep on the car window.

The beautiful and white girl raised her hand to reach the ring, her crystal clear eyes looked at the city outside the car window, which was deeply painted but illuminated by the lights of thousands of families, and her peaceful voice seemed a little sad.

Not the sadness of the story, but the sadness of the voice.

"Will you bravely step out of your comfort zone? This job is obviously not suitable for you. You have your own dreams. Maybe you still owe yourself a trip, or you forgot to call your parents and owe someone an apology. Thank you..."

This radio station is live broadcast, only for a short period of twenty minutes. It does not answer the audience's phone calls and does not speak to the audience. It just reads the manuscript smoothly.

When the bus arrived, MuMian got off the bus, the voice in her ears was like feathers across her heart, and she blinked her long and beautiful eyelashes.

At the end, the anchor said.

"Have you gotten home? After you get home, take a hot bath, lie on the bed, and quietly review the things you accomplished in the day today and the things that are still unfinished. Do you still owe yourself or someone else?"

"After reviewing it, go to bed early. Tomorrow you are going to accomplish the goal you want to achieve. Tonight, the act will accompany you to sleep."

The radio is over.

MuMian arrived in the bedroom, she took off the headphones, opened the door and went in.

The roommates were all asleep, but a small lamp was specially reserved for her. The small room was illuminated by the faint light. The girl clearly fumbled to the bed. She took off her shoes and socks and moved carefully to wash back.

The person on the opposite side suddenly rolled over and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing the girl who had come back, she sniffed, half-dreaming and half-awake, speaking in a vague voice.

"Um... are you back?"