Chen Heng's Qihang Software Company is a small company with only 30 employees. The company is not large, but it has good benefits and a high degree of freedom of work. When Chen Heng arrived at the company, it was already a quarter past eight, fifteen minutes late from the normal working hours. In view of the company's humanized system, he only needs to get off work a quarter of an hour late, and he is not late.
Turn on the computer, log in to the company's service interface, open the mailbox as usual, and then a latest notice from the company boss pops up. The owner of this software company is named Sun Quan. He is a well-known and strict wife. The boss is very controlling. There are a lot of men in the company, including the front desk. Sun Quan doesn't come to the company very often. communicated by computer.
The notice basically said that the boss was going to accompany his wife on vacation for a month, and everything in the company was temporarily handed over to the boss's junior.
Chen Heng had no interest in this kind of news, clicked the mouse to close the mailbox, and then started his day's work.
Colleague Liu Hao moved over in a swivel chair and patted him on the shoulder, "Did you see the notice sent by the boss, I heard that his junior is a very remarkable person, graduated from the highest university in M country, and is now in I work in the financial street of country m and have my own venture capital firm." At the end, a colleague said, "But do financial people know how to do software?"
Chen Hengwen smiled and said, "Those people are very capable. Let's live our own lives."
"That's right." Liu Hao nodded in agreement, then turned around and asked, "By the way, are you free after get off work? I want to introduce my junior to you."
Liu Hao has no other hobbies, so he likes to be a matchmaker for others.
Chen Heng smiled, "No, my brother is here, and I'm going back to cook for him." He is now playing an infatuated and cheap shou, and he wants to end it from the beginning.
"It's not my brother, why are you being so nice to him?" Liu Hao muttered.
"Haha, I'm used to it." Chen Heng replied with a good temper.
Liu Hao was about to continue to say something when there was a sudden sound of neat footsteps at the door. Chen Heng looked around and saw a tall, tall figure walking in surrounded by the crowd.
That figure was too conspicuous, and the managers around him all became foils, eclipsed by the dazzling light of the youth.
"Hey, hey, stop the work in the hands of the big guy first." The marketing manager clapped his hands, and when everyone's eyes converged on him, he looked at the young man flatteringly, "This is a newcomer. During the period when the boss is away, he will temporarily act as the general manager."
The surroundings were very quiet, and everyone's eyes could not be ignored on the young man.
I saw that the visitor was wearing a decent black suit and was nearly 1.9 meters tall, which made him stand out from the crowd, not to mention his delicate and three-dimensional face.
He is very white, the kind of whiteness that Westerners have, and at the same time he is very thin. Because of his thinness, his face has sharp edges and corners, which makes his delicate and coquettish facial features more prominent.
Beautiful and noble.
Like a piece of art, one can't help but want to collect it.
The young man's thin lips curled up, his cold temperament subsided instantly, he smiled slightly, and his voice was hoarse and extravagant, "Hello everyone, I'm Qi Wei, please give me more advice."
Before he finished speaking, the marketing manager took the lead in applauding, and the applause gradually grew warmer.
odor
Chen Heng closed his eyelids and frowned quietly, what a strange name.
Before he could smooth the folds between his brows, he suddenly felt a sharp and fiery gaze shot towards him, and when he looked over, that inexplicable gaze had disappeared.
Chen Heng never thought it was his illusion.
And, intuitively, he sensed danger.
It's really fun.
Chen Heng hooked his lips and smiled.
…
Because he was late in the morning, Chen Heng had to get off work a quarter of an hour later than others. After everyone got off work, he was the only one left in the software department.
His work efficiency is very high, and he can compress the workload of a day to just three hours. At this time, his work has already been done, so he leaned back on the back of the chair and squinted for a while.
In the quiet room, only the sound of the computer running came.
At such a silent moment, there was a "cha" sound, and the subtle voice could not escape Chen Heng's ears. He opened his eyes alertly, and his sharp black eyes looked towards the door. With the light as bright as day, he saw a letter lying under the crack of the door not far away.
letter again
Chen Heng paused, got up and walked to the door, bent down and picked up the thin letter.
There is still no signature on the envelope.
When I opened the door and looked out, the corridor was empty, without any figures. Chen Heng looked up at the clock on the wall, the minute hand just pointed to 3.
Time is up.
He turned off his computer, put his briefcase on his back, turned off the lights, locked the door, and left the office. The last bus to his community had left three minutes ago, so Chen Heng walked to the side of the road and slowly waited for a taxi. The company's geographical location is relatively remote, and it is not easy to get a taxi.
After waiting for about ten minutes, a car finally came and just stopped in front of Chen Heng. The window of the car was slowly pulled down, and an ordinary face turned around: "Sir, do you want to take a taxi?" It is not easy to take a taxi here, and there are often black cars passing by. Chen Heng glanced at the empty road and thought for a while. , I asked about the fare, and after confirming that it was within the acceptable range, I pushed the door and sat in.
He has always disliked sitting in the passenger seat, because the passenger seat is the most dangerous position. After sitting in, he found that there was already a person sitting behind him.
Chen Heng glanced at the person next to him subconsciously. The young man's bangs were very long, covering half of his face. From this angle, he could only see the other person's pale skin and pointed chin.
The driver of the black car coughed twice and said to Chen Heng, "You don't mind if I take one more person."
Chen Heng smiled understandingly: "I don't mind." This is very common in black cars.
The car started smoothly, Chen Heng looked out the window, the sky gradually lowered, and the surrounding scenery was covered with a layer of gray fog. The young man beside him seemed a little nervous, moved his body slightly, opened and closed his mouth, and summoned a lot of courage to speak: "Why do you get off work so late today?"
Chen Heng was stunned for a moment, turned to look at him, and asked in a warm voice, "Do we know each other?" He sounded like he knew him.
The man smiled shyly, his voice shy, "You forget, we took the same bus before, and we talked on the bus."
Chen Heng frowned and thought for a while, vaguely as if he had some impression, and couldn't help but put a slight smile on his mouth, "What a coincidence."
The young man also smiled, "Well, it's quite a coincidence."
"I was late for get off work this morning, so I got off work a while later." Chen Heng answered his previous question, and then asked again, "Why didn't you catch the bus?"
"I added half an hour to work today."
"Then we are really destined."
After that, the two of them were speechless. Chen Heng looked out the window, watching the receding tree shadows and the sunset that was about to disappear into the sky. He never seemed to stop to look at the scenery by the roadside.
The corners of Chen Heng's mouth twitched, thinking, in fact, this kind of meaningless thing is not as bad as he imagined.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of his community.
Chen Heng paid the fare, opened the door and got out of the car, his eyes fell on the young man sitting in the back seat, he nodded slightly, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye." The young man smiled faintly, his long and narrow bangs covering half of his face.
…
Back at the apartment, just as he was about to open the door, the door opened from the inside. Song Wenze jumped up and gave him a warm hug, "Brother, you're back."
Chen Heng was unprepared and almost fell, reaching for the door frame to stabilize his figure.
The corners of his mouth habitually showed a gentle smile, and when he saw Ou Yichen behind Song Wenze, he was only stunned for a moment, "Yichen, you are here."
Ou Yichen gave a "hmm" and turned sideways to let Chen Heng walk in.
The smell of spicy hot pot filled the air.
Chen Heng swept around, and sure enough, he saw the bottom of the pot and the vegetables and meat being washed on the table in the living room.
"Eat hot pot today." He smiled warmly.
Song Wenze said proudly: "I bought the hot pot base in the supermarket myself."
Ou Yichen on the side added: "I washed these vegetables with Wen Ze, and I also picked these meats with him."
Is this reconciled again
This time the speed is really fast, Chen Heng said, he has not had time to take action.
But he said warmly, "I'm hungry, let's get started."
"Well, brother, you came back late today, you starved me to death." Song Wenze gently pushed Chen Heng's shoulder forward while acting coquettishly.
"You, you won't eat first when you're hungry."
After being seated by Song Wenze's shoulder, Chen Heng looked at the other party with pity.
The young man stuck his tongue out at him, "I want to wait for my brother to come back and eat together." His hands kept moving, and he poured all the vegetables and meatballs into the pot.
Chen Heng smiled helplessly, and said to Ou Yichen who was beside him: "Reconciled? I just said that you are inseparable."
"Who said that?" Song Wenze slammed the chopsticks in his hand, put the boiled beef in Chen Heng's bowl, and interjected, "I didn't agree to reconcile with Ou Yichen, he's just my ex-boyfriend."
"Really?" Chen Heng turned his head and looked at Ou Yichen intently.
His eyelashes are long, long and straight, and with a light sweep, his eyes are soft and innocent.
Facing the man's expression of indifference while hiding the pain, Ou Yichen choked in his heart and murmured, "It's true, I came here this time to eat, but I didn't expect him to be here too."
This explanation is full of flaws.
Not to mention that today is Monday, Chen Heng has to go to work, not to mention that Ou Yichen has bought all the hot pot ingredients. Obviously, it has been here for a while. As the original owner's best friend, wouldn't he know what time he got off work
Chen Heng didn't tell his lies, and narrowed his eyes, "You are all so old, just explain any misunderstandings. Don't break up like a child playing at home."
Ou Yichen didn't speak, Song Wenze on the opposite side puffed out his cheeks, glared at Ou Yichen, and said to Chen Heng, "I'm serious this time, I'll rely on my brother, and I'll live with my brother if we don't fall in love in the future."
"You." Chen Heng laughed, shook his head, and put the boiled beef in the young man's bowl, "Leave this topic aside, aren't you hungry, let's eat hot pot."
Song Wenze smiled happily, eating the mutton that Chen Heng helped him cook with a smile.
Throughout the meal, Ou Yichen remained silent.
Although he was carefree, it wasn't that he didn't know Su Yi's feelings for him. When he saw that forbearance in his eyes just now, he didn't know what was wrong and felt distressed. But he was used to Su Yi's kindness to him, he didn't want to pierce this layer of window paper, and selfishly enjoyed the other party's contribution, using friendship as an excuse.
Chen Heng noticed Ou Yichen's quietness, and put the boiled beef into his bowl, "Why are you so unhappy? Is it because of Aze?"
"No." Ou Yichen shook his head.
Song Wenze glanced at him and said to Chen Heng, "Brother, ignore him, I want to eat beef."
"Okay, okay." Chen Heng retracted his gaze and was busy cooking Song Wenze's beef. The movement in his hand never stopped.
After sending Ou Yichen away, coaxing Song Wenze into the room, and after Chen Heng cleaned up the mess on the dining table, he stopped and rested for a while.
I'm a little hungry.
I have been busy with the two ancestors just now, and I only ate two or three bites of the hot pot. Of course, there are so many peppers in the hot pot, which is too irritating to the stomach, so I can't eat more.
The original owner, Su Yi, had a stomach problem and was starved to save money when his parents died. He was only twelve years old at that time, and he had to force himself to grow up and support Song Wenze with his small shoulders.
From the age of twelve to eighteen, he relied on the compensation from his parents and the money he usually earned by picking up garbage and doing odd jobs to support him and Song Wenze to study. Later, Song Wenze followed Ou Yichen, and Ou Yichen was responsible for Song Wenze's tuition, and the burden on the original owner was relieved.
As for stomach cancer later, stomach disease is just an incentive. The most important thing is that the original owner does not know how to feel sorry for himself, and he does not take good care of himself.
He was frugal, saved all the money, and wanted to buy some decent dowry for Song Wenze. After all, Ou Yichen's family was a big family, and Su Yi didn't want Song Wenze to be looked down upon by the Ou family. The original owner once said that it is the happiest thing in his life to be able to see the two people he loves most happily together.
How can you say that there are such stupid people in this world
If no one treats him well, then he treats himself well, so why risk his life for those two people
Chen Heng has always felt that love is a troublesome thing, and the tragic ending of the original owner has strengthened his belief in celibacy until death. Staying in place for a while, he took his slender legs and walked to the kitchen, where he skillfully cooked a bowl of noodles, and the hot noodles eased his stomach a lot.
After a simple bath, Chen Heng returned to his room, opened his briefcase, and took out the anonymous letter.
Inside is a bound comic book.
The owner of the comic should be trained professionally and systematically, and the characters on it should be lifelike. Chen Heng flipped through this comic page by page, he would not admit his mistake, the prototype of the comic was him. The master who drew these cartoons was obviously observant and depicted some of his inadvertent little actions, such as drinking water, meditating, working, putting his hands in his pockets and other buses, etc. The cartoons presented his daily life. .
Ordinary people might think these comics are cute, but Chen Heng doesn't think so. not to mention-
Chen Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the increasingly unsightly pictures on the booklet. In the comic book, the comic character based on him was unkemptly pressed under a man with a blurred face, with a lascivious posture and drooling.
Turning to the end, a piece of paper fell out: Do you like the gift I gave you
Fonts are printed and pasted.
puff.
Chen Heng turned on the lighter and burned the entire comic, the flames illuminating his ruthless eyes.
Oh, someone actually lusted after him in this way
First it was an anonymous package, and now it's an anonymous comic. Since the other party has the courage to provoke him again and again, of course he has to accept this challenge.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
As the Flower of the High Mountains of the X organization, no one dared to confess to Chen Heng.
Once, a new young brother didn't wink and took Chen Heng, who had just walked out of the sterile laboratory, wrapped tightly with only two eyes exposed, as an ordinary scientist.
"Hey, have you heard of Chen Heng?"
"… "
"It is said that he is a perverted character."
abnormal? Oh, the term is new.
"A person who can be feared and feared by everyone and called a pervert in private must be terrifying, right?"
"… "
"I really want to know what Chen Heng looks like?" The younger brother's tone.
Chen Heng ignored him and took off his dustproof suit, dust cap, and mask.
The person beside him took a deep breath and murmured, "You look so... good-looking."
Chen Heng was expressionless, and when he wiped his body, he left a faint sentence: "You have already seen it."
"Eh?"