Aesthetic Formula

Chapter 27: need reassurance

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These words seemed to be very effective, Ding Yinan spent a peaceful Sunday.

Yuan Feng did what he said, and sent Ding Yinan a big red envelope with a total of 50,000 RMB. At first Ding Yinan felt sorry, but he roughly calculated the extra money he had given Yuan Feng, and later accepted it with peace of mind.

In the new week, Ding Yinan must let Huo Zhixiao go to work in the office according to Huo Xun's request. He thought it would be a difficult task, but he didn't expect Huo Zhixiao to have no resistance, get up when he should get up, and go out when he should go out.

Everything seemed to be back to the original state, and there was not even much communication between the two.

Huo Zhixiao still handed the tie to Ding Yinan, just like before. This is actually the best, if the surface returns to normal, but Huo Zhixiao wears a tie by himself, it means that what happened during this period still has an impact on him.

Ding Yinan didn't want this. The best state in his mind is to erase the recent memories of the two of them directly, as if nothing happened.

but-

Something seems wrong.

Huo Zhixiao's collar stood meticulously under his Adam's apple, and Ding Yinan had just licked that protruding Adam's apple that night. He even remembered how the tip of his tongue revolved around that Adam's apple, and Huo Zhixiao raised his chin in comfort.

He forced his eyes back, concentrating on the tie in his hand.

Long strips of cloth hang down on Huo Zhixiao's chest, under the slightly raised shirt are perfectly shaped chest muscles. That night Huo Zhixiao was wearing a white cotton t-shirt, and he could feel the undulating lines and scorching body temperature when he touched it with his hands.

"Ding Zhu?"

Huo Zhixiao's voice interrupted Ding Yinan's thoughts. He suddenly came back to his senses, looked up at Huo Zhixiao and said, "What?"

Huo Zhixiao knocked on the dial of the watch, and said lightly: "I'm going to be late."

"Sorry." Ding Yinan bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself not to think wildly, and quickly straightened Huo Zhixiao's tie.

Jiushan Architectural Design Office is located in a 5a office building in the city center.

Unlike other emerging architectural firms, it was established earlier, and its interior decoration style is conservative, which is not much different from law firms and accounting firms in office buildings.

Huo Zhixiao and Ding Yinan came to the company during the nine o'clock working hours. The two girls at the front desk saw them coming out of the elevator, bumped each other with elbows, and exchanged a knowing look.

Huo Zhixiao has never seen the insignificant people in the office, but Ding Yinan is different, he can see the actions of those two people.

Thinking about it, Huo Zhixiao lost to his colleague Zhao Yang at the Blue Dot Award, and he hasn't appeared in the office for a while, those gossiping colleagues must be very curious about how Huo Zhixiao will react next.

Dan Ding Yinan reckoned that they were about to be disappointed, because Huo Zhixiao's performance was the same as before, with the same high and cold appearance, as if he regarded others as air.

After the usual Monday morning meeting, Huo Xun called Huo Zhixiao into his office.

As Huo Zhixiao's figure disappeared behind the opaque door, there were rustling discussions around Ding Yinan.

Some people say that Huo Xun may not give Huo Zhixiao any more important projects, and some people say that Huo Zhixiao's year-end bonus may be greatly reduced.

These discussions are quite restrained. After all, in a public place like an office, everyone will save face and don't want to be a gossip in everyone's eyes.

But amidst the discussions, some voices were particularly harsh.

"The prince is going to fall out of favor, isn't he?"

"Who knows, no matter what, he is his own son."

"They were all dispatched to the countryside to do public welfare projects. There was no such thing before."

"It may also be that Mr. Huo deliberately made an appearance for everyone, showing that he is a person who distinguishes between public and private."

"I don't think Mr. Huo cares about face so much. He must have felt that his son was ashamed, so he arranged for him to be elsewhere. It's all out of sight."

"Also a possibility."

"Or just teach him how to be a man, let him go to the countryside to experience it, and come up with a prince's transformation plan."

"Hee hee, if there is such a show, I will definitely watch it."

The people who gossip are the two young girls at the front desk, and the two chatted happily.

Ding Yinan walked from behind them to the front, then casually turned around and stopped the one who talked a lot: "Xiaoyu."

"Ding Zhu." Xiaoyu immediately stood still, with a somewhat flattered expression.

"There's a lot of rubbish in the paper shredder in Master Huo's office, go and clean it up."

Xiaoyu was stunned: "Isn't there a cleaning lady?"

Ding Yinan immediately said, "Auntie is busy."

Xiaoyu's face became a little embarrassed, it should be understood that Ding Yinan heard what she just said. She shrugged her shoulders and went to Huo Zhixiao's office. At this moment, Ding Yinan looked at another person and said, "Xiao Ru."

"Yes." Xiao Ru shivered in fright.

"I'll send you a file later, print it for me." Ding Yinan paused, then added lightly, "Remember to print it as required."

There are a lot of specialties in printing design drawings. If a detail is not set, the printed drawings will have to be all invalid. It is difficult to operate a large-scale printing and copier, and it will be even more difficult if some printing requirements are added.

"Okay." Xiao Ru buried her head and went to her work station in despair.

About ten minutes later, Huo Zhixiao returned to the office. As soon as the door closed, cracks appeared on his impeccable expression, revealing a trace of fatigue.

Ding Yinan put the coffee on the desk, but Huo Zhixiao didn't move, just lay back on the office chair and closed his eyes.

"Did Mr. Huo talk about you?" Ding Yinan asked.

"Yeah." Huo Zhixiao didn't say much, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I squinted for a while."

Ding Yinan suddenly thought of the time when Huo Zhixiao came out of Huo Xun's office, slammed the door and left the office. When he sent Huo Zhixiao to the parking lot of the community, he realized that there was a red palm mark on Huo Zhixiao's face.

Ding Yinan knew Huo Xun's temper. He once scolded and cried an employee who mistook the client's name. It's not easy for him to ask about other people's housework, and it's not good for him to show that he knows that Huo Zhixiao was slapped. After all, Huo Zhixiao slammed the door and left, probably because he didn't want to be discovered by his colleagues in the firm.

Fortunately, this kind of thing only happened once, and other times it was only verbal criticism.

Later, Ding Yinan gradually got used to Huo Zhixiao being criticized, but today he saw that Huo Zhixiao was called to Huo Xun's office again, he was inexplicably worried.

Perhaps after getting in touch with him during this period of time, he found that Huo Zhixiao was not as cold as he appeared on the surface, after all, he was still a child at heart.

He just pretended to be invulnerable, and he would still be depressed when he should be depressed.

Ding Yinan took out the blanket he usually covered during his lunch break from his cabinet, and lightly put it on Huo Zhixiao's body. But just when he withdrew his hand, Huo Zhixiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the probing gaze directly shone into his eyes.

Ding Yinan suddenly remembered that he had never done such a thing before, and was a little embarrassed for a while, and said dryly: "I'm afraid you will be cold."

Huo Zhixiao looked down at the blanket on his body, and said "thank you" lightly.

Huo Zhixiao slept for most of the morning, and Ding Yinan didn't know what he did last night and why he was so sleepless.

Maybe I made an appointment with a bed partner again, and spent a night in ecstasy.

But according to Huo Zhixiao's temperament, the world sleeps the most, even if he really fooled around with someone last night, it would definitely be done as soon as possible, and it would not affect his sleep.

Or I can't sleep, and I have insomnia directly, so I come to catch up on sleep during the day.

But the question is, how could this uncle suffer from insomnia

Forget it.

Ding Yinan shook his head, dispelling all kinds of speculation in his mind. He doesn't need to be nosy, anyway, what Huo Zhixiao's nightlife is has nothing to do with him.

In the afternoon, I will go to the suburbs to check and accept a park project. This project is one of the most important projects of Jiushan Office this year. At the beginning, Huo Xun assigned this project to Huo Zhixiao, which also attracted dissatisfaction from some designers.

Huo Zhixiao was very interested in this project, and even flew several times to Suzhou and Japan to investigate the construction style of traditional courtyards on the spot.

Ding Yinan remembered that Huo Zhixiao designed an ingenious octagonal pavilion by the lake in the park, which had both practical and beautiful functions.

But after walking into the park, looking from a distance, the octagonal pavilion seemed to be different from what Ding Yinan had seen on the drawings.

Huo Zhixiao beside him didn't stop either, he measured the octagonal pavilion with his thumb and middle finger, and said his catchphrase "perfect". When they got closer, Ding Yinan finally understood why.

The octagonal kiosk is gone, replaced by a kiosk next to a bicycle rental venue. The person in charge of the park has been chatting about the future income generation and so on, but Huo Zhixiao just echoed a few words from time to time, without expressing any opinions.

The acceptance of the project ended soon, and the group parted on the spot.

Huo Zhixiao and Ding Yinan came to the trash can at the entrance of the park. Huo Zhixiao took out a pack of cigarettes and asked Ding Yinan, "Do you smoke?"

Ding Yinan shook his head, now it's working time, he doesn't have the habit of smoking while working.

Huo Zhixiao lit a cigarette, looked at the scenery of the park from a distance, his expression was slightly lost in thought.

Ding Yinan vaguely guessed the reason for the disappearance of the Bajiao Pavilion, and he asked, "Did President Huo change it?"

"En." Huo Zhixiao breathed out a puff of smoke lightly, he kept looking in the direction of the lake, as if he was imagining what the octagonal pavilion would look like after it was built.

Ding Yinan pursed her lips, and couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"

Huo Zhixiao withdrew his gaze, looked at Ding Yinan and asked, "Are you comforting me?"

familiar conversation.

Last time at the award ceremony of the Blue Dot Award, Huo Zhixiao did not win the award, Ding Yinan asked the same question, and Huo Zhixiao's answer was the same as today.

Asking rhetorically means denying, Ding Yinan thought that Huo Zhixiao probably didn't need his comfort, so he said "I'll go and drive the car over", and then turned to leave.

But at this moment, Huo Zhixiao suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

"What are you going?" Huo Zhixiao lowered his eyes, looked at Ding Yinan and said, "I need your comfort."

I don't know where Huo Zhixiao learned this trick, he looks aggrieved like a large innocent dog, when you ignore him, he will lie on the side sadly, staring at you with small eyes. With you, let your heart be completely filled with guilt.

Ding Yinan's heart skipped a beat, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere, rubbed Huo Zhixiao's head and said, "It's fine."

But as soon as the words fell, he felt that something was wrong, and his raised arms froze in the air.

Huo Zhixiao's expression was also a little dazed, probably he didn't expect Ding Yinan to behave like this. But the surprise in his eyes quickly turned into a smile, and he said, "Zhu Ding, what I'm talking about is verbal comfort."

Ding Yinan's ears felt hot, so he quickly retracted his hands.

"If it's physical comfort," Huo Zhixiao paused, "I hope you change it."

All right, Ding Yinan thought, what kind of shit is an innocent big dog.

The three sentences are inseparable from sexual hints, and indeed this is the Huo Zhixiao he knows.