Throughout the party, Ning Lan was thinking about how to be this grandson.
Although he is considered a public figure now, and his schedule is exposed to the sun, he can run away from the temple, but if you think about it carefully, most of the time he stays in a crowded place, and there are very few chances of being caught alone like today. Few.
Anyway, let's run this trip first.
He simulated countless situations in his mind, and he was fascinated by it. When he took a group photo on stage, he accidentally stepped on Gu Chenkai's foot, and was slapped with a blank eye.
The charity declaration was issued by the captain. He simply stood by the side in a daze, unaware that his stupid appearance was captured by the camera.
When he stepped off the stage, Fang Yu rubbed him with his elbow and asked him, "How did you get your chin?"
Ning Lan returned to her soul, raised her hand and touched her chin, it still hurts a little, it should be swollen from pinching.
"Accidentally knocked on it, it's fine," he said.
Fang Yu took out a tube of concealer: "I still have to stay under the camera for a while. You wipe it off first and then go back to your seat."
Ning Lan was convinced by Fang Yu, thinking that he might be the reincarnation of Doraemon, and he could always pull out good things from his pocket at critical moments.
After hiding in the corner and applying concealer, Ning Lan returned to the guest seat and found that Gao Ming had taken the seat before, so she had to sit beside Sui Yi who was near the aisle.
As soon as he sat down, Sui Yi glanced at his face, and said to him in a businesslike manner, "Don't run around after the show, go to the company to gather."
Ning Lan nodded absently: "Well, I see."
He is now eager for group activities twenty-four hours a day, and he is not willing to let him be isolated.
There was nothing to eat at the party, and he had to cover up when he drank for fear of being caught by the camera. When it was announced on the stage that the charity gala was over, AOW's group of seven couldn't wait to stand up, said goodbye to the surrounding seniors, and left the stage along the flow of people.
The closer he got to the door, the faster Ning Lan's heart beat, and the eardrums were pounding. He moved next to Sui Yi in small steps, and prayed in his heart that the big man would not see him. Even if he saw him, he would at least be concerned about the presence of so many people around him, and let him go first.
He wished he could roll himself into a ball, or drill out through a tunnel, but he couldn't do it, so he could only lower his head as much as possible and use Sui Yi's height to hide himself.
Sui Yi didn't take long steps, and when he was halfway through, he distanced himself from his teammates in front. Ning Lan hid behind, thinking with luck, I shouldn't be able to see me now.
Who would have thought that this big man had a terrific look, and he would see him at the exit where everyone parted ways, with a black face in his mouth, and he would reach out to arrest people when he walked like a fly.
Ning Lan watched him come over, her heart rushing to her throat. Just as the big man's hand was about to fall on him, Sui Yi, who was walking in front of him, turned to block him and protected him behind him.
The big man's hand was empty, and impatiently wanted to cross over to grab someone, Sui Yi held down his hand that stretched back: "What are you doing?"
The big man looked at him up and down: "Where's the stinky boy meddling with his business?" After watching it for a while, he felt familiar again, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the two, "Oh, isn't this our Xiao Lanlan's husband? on?"
Sui Yi's appearance is too eye-catching, no wonder he can remember it when he sees it.
The development of the matter was not in any of the situations Ning Lan had envisioned. He bit the bullet and pretended to be arrogant: "Brother, you are here, I was looking for you just now... Captain, let go of the captain, they are all friends."
Sui Yi looked at him coldly, looked around with his peripheral vision, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he slowly released his hand.
The big guy doesn't want to make trouble in the public, otherwise these two hairy boys will not be his opponents together. He snorted dissatisfiedly at Sui Yi, and then hooked his finger at Ning Lan: "Let's go, Xiao Lanlan."
"He wants to go back to the company with me." Sui Yi said.
Ning Lan was afraid that the big man would say something unpleasant, so he hurriedly begged: "Brother, wait for me, just a moment, I'll go to the company to report, and it will be fine soon."
There are people coming and going around the public place, the camera is still standing at the door, the security guard has been staring at them for a while, and the big man didn't have any seizures. He warned Ning Lan to be obedient and not play tricks. With enough strength, let him go for now.
Until the nanny car stopped downstairs, the AOW members got out of the car in droves and walked into the company building in twos and threes. The feeling of being on their backs never subsided, as if there were eyes behind him staring at him.
When Ning Landi turned his head and looked back inadvertently, Sui Yi, who was at the back, said, "He didn't follow him inside."
Ning Lan shrank his shoulders in a conditioned reflex, and turned back to find that the other teammates followed a wave of elevators upstairs. At this time, there were only him and Sui Yi in the lobby on the first floor. He removed his defenses briefly, touched the sweat on the back of his neck, and said to Sui Yi who was behind him, "Thank you."
After pressing the elevator, Ning Lan silently stared at the numbers that jumped down, thinking about what to do next.
He doesn't know why it's always like this, putting himself in such an embarrassing situation, and letting the person around him see it almost every time. According to this person's usual prejudice against him, he must be thought that he did it on purpose.
Ning Lan lowered her head and stared at her toes, feeling that she was really helpless. At this time, she still cared about what others thought of him.
The elevator car fell to the first floor, and the two walked onto the elevator, maintaining a social distance not far or near. The atmosphere of silence made Ning Lan a little at a loss. He continued to stare at the numbers. When the upward number jumped to 5, Sui Yi suddenly said again: "Do you really want to be supported?"
Ning Lan's eyes widened suddenly, she turned to look at him, her lips moved mechanically a few times, but she didn't say a word.
Seeing his panicked appearance, Sui Yi felt even more restless in his heart. At the charity party just now, Ning Lan went to the bathroom for a long time and didn't come back, so he went to look for him. Hearing such a conversation was completely accidental.
But if he hadn't heard it, he wouldn't have known that this guy's desire to take shortcuts has not been dispelled. Looking at his recent quiet company dormitory at two o'clock and one line, he naively thought he had changed his mind.
Facts have proved that he is willing to degenerate, otherwise why would he agree in a brisk tone, instead of trying to find a way to ask for help
Thinking of this, Sui Yi raised the corners of his lips mockingly, feeling that the question he just blurted out was meaningless. Ning Lan's social circle is so wide and wonderful, and she must be capable, so why seek refuge from herself? Whether it is unspoken rules or fostering, it is his own choice. He didn't want to live cleanly, and no one could stop him.
During the time he was thinking about it, Ning Lan's face had softened, the panic in his eyes had faded, and he calmly said, "It's none of your business."
The words were light and fluttering, but the hands behind his back were clenched into fists and were shaking slightly.
However, Sui Yi only saw his cold eyes and the abrupt red mark on his sharp chin.
The elevator stopped on the 22nd floor, and Ning Lan didn't step out until the two doors almost closed overtime. He walked in front, rubbing his sweaty palms indiscriminately on the corners of his clothes.
Xia Ye's corridor was very dark, and only the sound of two people's footsteps overlapped, breaking the long and hot silence.
"Ning Lan." The person behind him called him, a sudden voice tore a gap in the darkness.
Ning Lan's back froze, and she stopped unexpectedly.
Sui Yi chased after him, got closer to him, heaved a sigh of relief in his chest, and said to the back who was about to disappear into the night: "Since it's all nurturing, then you follow me."
The voice was low and sweet, beating against his crumbling fragility, like the only light in this boundless darkness that could bring him out of the quagmire.