Yan Zhuo didn't say a word, Shen Ji turned up the heater and said, "I'm going home, let's not be an example."
Going home... Yan Zhuo felt a little sore in his heart, and subconsciously chased Shen Ji's gaze, but he sniffed, startled by his sudden emotion, and immediately turned his gaze away with red corners, and looked out the window.
Shen Ji chuckled lightly and said, "Excuse me?"
Yan Zhuo touched the corner of his eyes with his hand, and said, "I just lost my temper."
Shen Ji hummed, and looked ahead intently. Yan Zhuo can feel Shen Ji's accommodating towards him, and Shen Ji's unsparing gentleness, but how far these are from what he likes, Yan Zhuo is not sure, sometimes he can't even control his own behavior, How can I guess Shen Ji's heart, I can't see through it.
Shen Ji said, "Why are you losing your temper?"
Yan Zhuo wanted to ask, what is the relationship between Lin Yi and him, but would Shen Ji think that this kind of jealousy would make him naive. Yan Zhuo brushed his hair, leaned back on the seat, and muttered for a while, "Shen Ji, I'm sick."
Shen Ji froze for a moment, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Zhuo refused to speak, and kept shrinking in the passenger seat. Yan Zhuo looked like he would act like a baby, but Yan Zhuo was like this, and when encountering troubles, he habitually held back his silence. Shen Ji parked the car in the parking lot, took off his seat belt, got out of the car and went around to the co-pilot. Yan Zhuo pursed his lips, Shen Ji raised his hand and touched Yan Zhuo's forehead, but he didn't have a fever.
Shen Ji went to pick up the suitcase, Yan Zhuo raised his hand and touched his forehead, but he didn't want to move, Shen Ji clasped his wrist, hugged him up, Yan Zhuoxu wrapped his arms around Shen Ji's neck, and whispered in Shen Ji's ear Rubbing to the side, his breath hit the back of Shen Ji's neck, and when he got out of the elevator, Yan Zhuo called out to Shen Ji and said, "Shen Ji, I'm sick... I gave you my heart, but you have never been willing to give it to me. .”
Yan Zhuo said in a low voice: "I'm so careless, can I not be sick? Shen Ji, you have to take responsibility."
Shen Ji held back his laughter and said, "Then I'll give it back to you."
Yan Zhuo bit him frantically, and said, "I want yours, don't fool me with the other one."
After dinner, Shen Ji browsed documents in the living room with his notebook open. He went to the living room and called the secretary, who got connected there. Shen Ji said, "Seven days are free at the end of October."
Shen Ji turned his head to look at the light leaking from the crack in the bedroom door, feeling at ease, and said, "Let me know when the arrangements are made."
He hung up the phone, the screen of the laptop lit up, Shen Ji clicked the mouse, and it was a new email, which contained an attachment in MP3 format and a few photos. Shen Ji turned down his voice, and the light on the screen reflected Shen Ji's face. He kept leaning on the sofa without moving. The recording time was very short, and the screen went dark after the audio was played.
He turned on the screen and flipped through the photos, and there were only three of them, all of which were the same two people, the one with You Yan leaning intimately on that person's shoulder, the one with two faces close to each other taking a selfie, and one...
Shen Ji's hands were a little stiff, and there was another photo where the two seemed to be kissing.
In the photo, Yan Zhuo is still childish, and when he smiles at another person, he is innocent and harmless, and he is familiar with that smile.
Shen Ji moved the mouse over the mp3 file, and the sound of clicking the mouse was very clear in the night.
"I'm just playing for fun. Are you so serious? I'll be satisfied after playing enough."
"Who are you asking? Bai Xu? Shang Shi? Or Shen Ji?"
Yan Zhuo's voice was clear and pleasant, but when he was facing him, he became weak because of timidity, the sweetness in the end sound that caught his heart, Yan Zhuo in the audio was more like another person. Shen Ji was a little stunned, and didn't know how to react for a while.
The phone rang, a little abruptly. He picked it up and looked, and the screen displayed an unfamiliar number in this city.
Shen Ji hesitated for a while before picking up, and the other end said: "I am Yan Zhuo's father."
Shen Ji closed the notebook, stood up from the office chair, his hands trembled, and suddenly wanted to smoke.
"The email is from you," he said.
Yan Xinliang's voice was a little tired, Shen Ji seemed to be able to see the old man frowning helplessly from the other end of the phone.
"Yan Zhuo is spoiled by the family. When he gets excited, no one can stop him. You have seen the photo. That person is Bai Xu, the person he liked when he was in college. Because of Bai Xu's quarrel with his family, he finally got out of the house." The country is over."
Yan Xinliang paused, "Yan Zhuo treats you just like he did to Bai Xu."
Shen Ji didn't say a word, he looked up at the light in the bedroom, the sound of the clocks in the room increased in vain, Yan Xinliang said meaningfully: "He has played enough and doesn't want to play anymore, child's heart."
"You are a person who does great things, so don't make trouble with a kid like Yan Zhuo."
Yan Zhuo came into his life with enthusiasm, Yan Zhuo's liking is hot but cannot be refuted, Shen Ji knows that it is the biggest mistake not to be able to reciprocate such feelings. But in fact, this feeling is fleeting.
After Shen Ji hung up the phone, he realized that his fingers were trembling a little. His self-sufficiency and calmness were in front of the cliff, and if he made a slight mistake, he would be crushed to pieces.
He turned on the phone, swiped to the address book, and dialed the phone to the secretary again. Shen Ji didn't speak for a while, and the secretary was a little strange, and asked, "Mr. Shen?"
Shen Ji said: "It's okay, I made a wrong call." Then he hung up the phone.
Shen Ji suddenly felt a little tired, he went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed, Yan Zhuo who was next to him came over in a daze, and asked, "Is it cold?"
Shen Ji reached out to wrap him in his arms, touched his ears and whispered, "Go to sleep."
The next morning, Yan Zhuo woke up first, squinting his eyes, looking at Shen Ji's sleeping face. Shen Ji frowned slightly, and Yan Zhuo stroked him with his fingertips, but he didn't dare to use too much force, but such force still woke Shen Ji up, Shen Ji held his wrist, and said in a hoarse voice: "Stop it."
Yan Zhuo gnawed on Shen Ji's chin, and said contentedly, "Stop making trouble."
Shen Ji worked overtime on the weekend, and Yan Zhuo was bored by himself, so he took a taxi to the bar. He took a sip of his drink, and looked around the bar, feeling a little uninterested.
Yan Zhuo felt uncomfortable, and Shen Jiming was the same as usual, accommodating him in everything, but he just refused to take a step closer, and he couldn't even ask for a simple kiss. Shen Ji's attitude is more and more like raising a younger brother who is a few years younger than himself, the kind of pure feeling that the same bed will not be wiped out, Yan Zhuo is helpless, Shen Ji has no one else in front of him, if... If tomorrow What if he meets someone who is more clingy
The more Yan Zhuo thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, he raised his head and drank half a cup.
Everyone here knows that Yan Zhuo is the boss, and he looks like he doesn't want to provoke me, and no one comes up to make trouble.
After a while, a person suddenly sat next to him, and that person put his paws on Yan Zhuo's body. Yan Zhuo's heart was very angry, he pushed his claws away, and looked to the side to see who was desperate. The man raised the brim of his hat, smiled at Yan Zhuo, Yan Zhuo felt sore, and said, "Why is it you?"
Lin Yi ordered a glass of wine, turned to Yan Zhuo and said, "I'm not welcome?"
Yan Zhuo didn't say a word, Lin Yi said: "My mind is not on Mr. Shen, you don't have to guard against me."
As Lin Yi said, he shook the ring on his fingertips. It was a pair of couple rings. One was in his hand, and the other was self-evident. Yan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and felt that the ring looked familiar for a while, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Yan Zhuo drank up the wine, and was not happy about the disappearance of the imaginary rival. Without Lin Yi and Lin Er, Yan Zhuo said, "You just came to tell me this?"
Lin Yi turned his head to look at Yan Zhuo, and said, "I was entrusted by someone to help you."
Yan Zhuo gave him a suspicious look, and Lin Yi said, "If he doesn't make a choice, you force him to make a choice. Will you?"
Lin Yi only stayed in the bar for half an hour before leaving. Yan Zhuo sent him to the door, his mind was full of what Lin Yi had just said, and in a blink of an eye he saw Shang Shi walking towards the bar.
Yan Zhuo called him, "Come here."
Shang Shi bit his lower lip, was stunned for a moment, then walked over, and said, "Yan... Boss." When Yan Zhuo first entered the bar, he had already seen Yan Zhuo, like a luminous body, Shang Shi's gaze It always goes around him unconsciously.
Yan Zhuo looked at him, his face was pretty, fair and obedient, Yan Zhuo said quite satisfied, "Sit."
Ning Yao called Shen Ji. Next week at the college reunion, Shen Ji's pen paused, and suddenly said, "Will you go in vain?"
"Bai Xu?" Ning Yao's sensitive nerves suddenly jumped. Bai Xu was in the same class as them but in a different class. "Why did you suddenly mention Bai Xu? Did you hear what others said?"
"Do you know about Bai Xu and Yan Zhuo?" Shen Ji said.
"That person has nothing to do with Yan Zhuo, only his brother... no, none, none."