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The neighbor's party is not over yet. The laughter of men and women is floating in the corridor, and you can feel how happy the other side is through the door.
After the howling boy sang a song and told a joke on the microphone, there was a roar in the room, and the laughter was so loud that it almost shattered the door opposite.
It's just that after being blocked by a door, the excitement seems to be trapped in a thick layer of drum skin, sounding distant and unreal.
Meng Shuyu held her cell phone, listening to Chen Xing's consolation on the phone, the sound of banging on the table opposite the door, and the whistling of the draft in the corridor. She felt that all the sounds seemed to come from another world.
Until Chen Xing raised her voice worriedly: "Meng Shuyu, why don't you speak? Are you okay?"
It was as if she was brought back to reality and faced the person in front of her again.
Meng Shuyu looked at Zhou Juan who was silent outside the door, and said to the other end of the phone: "I'll tell you later, I have a guest here."
Zhou Juan's hand hanging by his side slowly clenched.
Meng Shuyu hung up the phone and smoothed the broken hair in front of her forehead: "It's so late, does Mr. Zhou have anything to do with me?"
"Meng Shuyu, I want to talk to you—"
Zhou Jun paused mid-sentence. For the first time in his life, he felt that organizing language was so difficult. It seemed that he had read through all the words but could not form a suitable word.
"Want to apologize to me?" Meng Shuyu smiled, "Didn't I tell you everything?"
"I want to re-explain to you the meaning of what I said that morning."
"Oh, you regretted it after you finished speaking? Then you can explain it and I'll listen to it." Meng Shuyu nodded.
She was obviously drunk, and her voice was hoarse. She was so angry and cursing a moment ago, but her tone was surprisingly calm at this moment.
But he was clearly well-dressed and had a condescending height advantage, but he stood in front of her like an undignified coward.
"Meng Shuyu, I didn't drink much last night. I thought you were scared by me, so that's why you said that. I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Meng Shuyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "You are really good at speaking. You can explain things directly and backwards. You are always the one who makes sense, and I happen to be the one who guesses wrong. How can I be like you? If you know how to speak, do you always leave a way out for yourself before speaking, just like that time at the Hot Spring Resort on National Day? "
Zhou Juan's eyes froze.
Meng Shuyu's tone of voice was not aggressive, but even a little different from usual gentleness: "There was nothing wrong with your family at that time, right? I just figured it out. You made it up very well, but you have also heard "The boy who cried wolf" has been told so many times before, so don't waste your time telling me any more."
Meng Shuyu raised her hand to hold the doorknob and pushed the door outward.
Halfway through the push, he was stopped in place by a resistance.
A door could not be closed or opened, and it was a stalemate at a thirty-degree angle.
Zhou Juan's hand pressed against the door was clenched into a fist, with veins looming on the back of his hand.
Meng Shuyu let go of the door and took a deep breath: "Okay, let's make it clear. You mean you like me, so why do you keep doing it so repeatedly?"
"I thought," Zhou Jun's Adam's apple rolled, "that's how you always like me."
Meng Shuyu looked at him in confusion, recalled it for a while, and suddenly understood.
When they first met, she was a complete scumbag in Zhou Juan's eyes.
He saw with his own eyes that she dumped his good brother without heart, so he felt that her love was not credible.
"It makes sense, it makes sense..." Meng Shuyu stared at the air and murmured to himself, "So, do I deserve what I'm doing today?"
Zhou Juan remained silent.
"But it's so strange. How can you be so calm even if you like someone? As long as the result is good for you, you can do whatever you want others to do?" Meng Shuyu looked up at Zhou Juan and felt for a moment He was very strange, as if she had never really known him. "No wonder you are successful in everything you do, but I think it's the same when it comes to falling in love... a little scary?"
Zhou Juan's hand against the door stiffened and slowly dropped.
Meng Shuyu glanced at his loosened hand and gently closed the door.
The moment she opened the door and saw the person outside, she thought the door would be shut with her overwhelming anger.
But in the end, she just closed it gently.
At noon the next day, Mori arrived at the agency's office building.
Tang Xuanxuan was sitting in the cubicle of Zhou Juan's office, feeling that the atmosphere around her was not quite right today.
Meng Shuyu worked overtime at the exhibition over the weekend, and today she took a day off and did not come to the company.
It didn't matter. Anyway, Meng Shuyu would schedule next week's work in advance at the end of every week. The general manager's office was still running smoothly. The strange thing was that Zhou Juan was a little uncomfortable.
Twice in a row in the morning, Zhou Juan called Assistant Meng when asking for information.
Tang Xuanxuan emphasized this to him twice: Sister Shuyu is off today.
In this slightly embarrassing moment, she was supposed to give the leader a step up so that the leader who made the mistake could look better, but Zhou Juan tiredly said sorry both times.
It sounded like a sincere apology.
It was so sincere that she felt like her life was going to be shortened.
Tang Xuanxuan raised her head and glanced at the glass wall in front of her, and saw Zhou Juan sitting on the office chair, looking down at the document, turning the pages with one hand, and tapping lightly with the knuckle of his index finger on the center of his eyebrow with the other hand.
After sitting here for so long, Tang Xuanxuan also thought about and summarized some of Zhou Juan's habits.
When thinking at an ordinary level, he usually just sits quietly leaning against the back of his chair.
Only when he is indecisive or in a bad mood will he tap his eyebrows with his knuckles.
But she didn't seem to have the ability to solve Zhou Jun's problems. She thought that if Meng Shuyu was here, she could tell him that Mr. Zhou was troubled today.
Just as I was thinking of this, my phone rang, and I saw it was a WeChat voice call from Chen Xing.
When Tang Xuanxuan picked up the call, her expression changed. She responded and quickly got up and walked out. Halfway through, she remembered something and turned around to ring the bell in Zhou Juan's office.
The door moved and Tang Xuanxuan hurriedly walked in: "Mr. Zhou, can I apply for a trip?"
"Well, what?" Zhou Juan raised his head.
"Sister Xing, oh, it's Sister Shuyu's best friend who just called me and said that Sister Shuyu has a fever and is sick, and asked me to go over to her house to check on her."
Zhou Juan stood up from the office chair.
Tang Xuanxuan was stunned and confirmed: "Then I'm going?"
"How to get there? Is there a car?"
"No, I'll call..."
Zhou Juan picked up his coat and walked out: "I'll give it to you."
Before Tang Xuanxuan could react, Zhou Juan had already left the office faster than her. She took another look at the office chair that was rotated by Zhou Juan when he got up. It hadn't stopped spinning yet.
When she heard the apartment doorbell ring, Meng Shuyu was awake, but she didn't have the strength to get out of bed. She struggled to get up and struggled for a minute before sitting on the edge of the bed.
Before I could stand up, there were footsteps in the living room and a knock on the bedroom door: "Sister Shuyu, it's me, Xuanxuan. I asked Sister Xing for the password. Can I come in?"
Meng Shuyu said in a hoarse voice: "Come in."
Tang Xuanxuan unscrewed the doorknob and walked in carrying two paper bags. Seeing her posture, she immediately came to help her: "Hey, lie down quickly. Sister Xing said your fever has reached 38.5. What's going on? Why do you feel uncomfortable? I bought a bunch of anti-fever medicine on the way here. I don’t know which one is better for your symptoms.”
Meng Shuyu was helped back to bed by her, she leaned against the bed board and covered herself with quilt, and whispered: "... My throat hurts, and my stomach feels uncomfortable. Maybe I haven't had much rest in the past two days. I didn't eat anything yesterday and only drank."
"That's a problem with the gastrointestinal tract and tonsils." Tang Xuanxuan dug out the appropriate medicine from the paper bag, "Have you brushed your teeth?"
Meng Shuyu nodded: "I came back to bed after washing up in the morning."
Tang Xuanxuan took out a box of porridge: "Then you drink the porridge first to cushion your stomach and then take the medicine."
Meng Shuyu reached out and took the porridge box.
Tang Xuanxuan looked at her hands that were shaking when holding a box of porridge: "Hey, stop moving. I'll feed you."
"Excuse me..." Meng Shuyu retracted her hand from the quilt, "There is nothing important in the company today, right?"
"It's okay, don't worry," Tang Xuanxuan sat down on the edge of the bed holding the porridge, and was suddenly startled, "Wait a minute, Sister Shuyu, there is something I forgot..."
"Um?"
Tang Xuanxuan pointed outside: "Mr. Zhou sent me here just now. He was still standing outside the door of your apartment. Isn't it convenient for you to let him in?"
Meng Shuyu's eyes darkened: "He asked you to ask me?"
"Well, he said he would wait outside the door if it was inconvenient for you."
Meng Shuyu frowned and opened her mouth to say something. Seeing Tang Xuanxuan's curious face, she relaxed her brows and said, "Please invite him to sit in the living room and close the bedroom door for me."
"Okay." Tang Xuanxuan left the room, came back in two minutes, closed the bedroom door, and continued to sit on the edge of the bed to feed her porridge.
"Sister Shuyu, Mr. Zhou sees that your living room is full of hot pot, beer and the like, and he seems to be cleaning up..."
Meng Shuyu frowned again.
"It's okay, Sister Shuyu," Tang Xuanxuan lowered her voice, "You don't have to think it's going to ruin your life. I'm sitting in the passenger seat of Mr. Zhou today and it's going to be a long time. Also, Mr. Zhou called Assistant Meng twice this morning and apologized to me twice. ”
"Why are you, Mr. Zhou?" Meng Shuyu smiled as if nothing happened.
"It's just that Mr. Zhou is acting weird today. I feel like the boss is worried." Tang Xuanxuan glanced at Meng Shuyu and saw that she had no intention of answering. She closed her mouth and did not ask what happened between her and Mr. Zhou.
The bedroom became quiet, and occasionally you could hear the banging of bottles and cans from the living room, as well as the sound of water running.
After Meng Shuyu drank the porridge and took the medicine, these small movements continued.
Tang Xuanxuan poured a cup of hot water for Meng Shuyu. Seeing that she didn't need anything anymore, she pointed outside and asked, "How about I go help Mr. Zhou Zhou?"
Meng Shuyu hugged the quilt and nodded.
A moment after Tang Xuanxuan left, the bedroom door was knocked again.
The same three clicks, but Meng Shuyu could clearly tell that someone had changed.
Meng Shuyu closed her eyes, covered her face with her palms and rubbed it, then took a deep breath: "Come in."
The door was opened, Zhou Juan stood by the door, looked in, and then walked out.
Meng Shuyu was stunned.
Within a minute, Zhou Jun came back, pushed open the bedroom door, pressed the door against the door, leaving it wide open, and then brought a chair and placed it next to Meng Shuyu's bed.
It's like trying hard to make a relationship that is not open and open.
Meng Shuyu glanced outside the door.
"She went to take out the trash." Zhou Juan sat down on the chair and looked at her face carefully, "Are you feeling better?"
After drinking hot porridge and taking medicine, although the medicine has not yet fully exerted its effect, the flushing on Meng Shuyu's face has faded a little, and her forehead has begun to sweat.
Meng Shuyu didn't have the energy to argue at this time and nodded.
"The extra time off you had before is of no use. Just rest at home tomorrow and the day after."
"I will arrange my own work, so I don't need to worry about it, Mr. Zhou."
"Meng Shuyu," Zhou Jun leaned forward, "you can't afford it."
Meng Shuyu frowned and looked at him.
"Didn't you say that I am successful in everything I do?" Zhou Jun smiled, "You are right, I am indeed a terrible person, so it is normal for you not to believe that I am a human being, but you have to believe that I am a businessman. Know how to maximize profits.”
"You are still my assistant now. You have to endure your dissatisfaction with me in the company, but you also have to work for me, and you also have to pretend in front of your colleagues that you have an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship with me... "
Meng Shuyu's brows furrowed even more tightly.
"Look, you're not happy just listening to it." Zhou Juan raised his hand.
Meng Shuyu said nothing.
"So I've come up with a plan to maximize your benefits. Do you think I can't let you go now? If you think I don't like you, you can interpret this behavior as a desire to conquer, or a man's bad nature. , Anyway, now is the time for you to take advantage of me. You can do whatever you want to do to me."
"I'm stupid, so I'll go wild. When you turn around and drive me away, I'll happily carry my luggage and go home." Meng Shuyu had a sneer on his lips.
Zhou Juan laughed: "But if I guessed correctly, Mr. Cai originally asked you to come to me as an informant."
Meng Shuyu choked.
"So theoretically, I can't target you in the workplace. And Mr. Cai should have told you that this assistant job is temporary. When Moridai stabilizes, he will transfer you back to the headquarters for promotion. My Your immediate boss wants to train you, how can I go against him?"
Meng Shuyu was speechless and had to turn away his head.
"Then we have reached a consensus on work matters." Zhou Juan nodded, "After talking about work, we can talk about personal matters."
Meng Shuyu listened to him speak in an orderly manner like a negotiator. She stared at the quilt with an expressionless face and dug into the pattern of the quilt with her fingers.
Zhou Juan looked at her quietly, suddenly feeling scared again.
When he saw her crying last night, he really didn't know how to explain her confession. Later, when he went back and thought about it, luckily he didn't explain it.
What did she do to start it all
She just had a meal with her best friend and drank to express some of her worries. It was he who set up a trap to go to her, listened to her arguments, and defined her attributes without authorization, as well as her ability to withstand harm.
She did nothing but obeyed her superior's arrangement to be his assistant, and then jumped into his trap.
Is he going to tell her now: I am like this because of what you said.
Could it be that in the end, he wanted the person he hurt to understand his self-righteous painstaking efforts
The fundamental problem between them is not this misunderstanding.
He thought about it all night last night and realized that whether there was Lou Wenhong or not, this problem would break out sooner or later.
Misunderstandings can be explained, but mistakes should not just be explained but corrected.
"Meng Shuyu, it's not you who deserves this, it's me."
Meng Shuyu slowly turned his head.
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the first time I've fallen in love with someone, but like you said, I've been leaving a way out for myself, and I've done it honestly..." Zhou Juan frowned and shook his head, "It's very cowardly."
"So from today on, you don't have to do anything. I'll chase you. You don't have to accept me, you can accept it and leave me in the future, or you can take revenge on me."
"You have all the rights you should have. You are free. As for my freedom -" Zhou Jun lowered his head and smiled, "I leave it to you."
The author has something to say: Mr. Jun looked up and saw the intention of the copy: The evil way cannot be followed.