"Mr. Su."
Liu Qi walked towards him.
Su Jinyu raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. The smile on the corners of her haggard face was apologetic: "Assistant Liu, I'm sorry to bother you."
Liu Qi shook his head and reached out to take what was in his hand: "Is Mr. Su really not going up?"
Su Jinyu's long eyelashes trembled, and after a moment of silence, he said, "No, I still have something to do, so I'll go back first, so as not to disturb your work."
After the man finished saying this, he turned around and left. Liu Qi stood on the steps and looked at the back of the other party, which was gradually receding. The phrase "Boss has been waiting for you" on his lips was blocked like this.
In the office, a handsome man in a tall and straight suit sat behind the desk with a blank expression, and the computer screen slid page by page, but not a word could stay in his eyes.
There was a sudden knock on the closed office door, Gu Peilang raised his head instantly, a smile that he didn't even know flashed in his eyes, and then he calmed down slightly.
The man pretended to be working seriously and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
The sound of the door lock then sounded, Gu Peilang pretended to look up casually, but when he saw Liu Qi alone, the smile in his eyes instantly stiffened.
Liu Qi stood at the door with the lunch box in his hand, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the office was a little low.
"What about him?"
Gu Peilang opened his mouth and looked at the thing in Liu Qi's hand.
Liu Qi: "Mr. Su said he had something to do, so he went back first..."
His words gradually disappeared into the increasingly cold eyes of the man behind the desk.
The office was dead silent.
"I know, you go out first."
The man fluttered back his gaze and looked at the computer in front of him again, his low and cold voice could not hear any emotion.
Liu Qi stood on the spot with the lunch box in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then responded, stepped forward, put down the things in his hand, and silently turned and left.
With the sound of the door closing softly, the air became quiet again.
During the meeting that day, all of Gu's employees felt a wave of what it means to be in the North Pole.
The manager of the planning department came out of the office with a white face. His legs were as soft as noodles. If Liu Qi had not supported him in time, he might have slumped on the ground.
"Liu Zhu..." The forty-year-old man held his beer belly tremblingly, wanting to cry without tears, "Is our company going to go bankrupt?" Otherwise, why is the CEO's expression so terrifying? He didn't speak, he just stared at you blankly with a pair of eyes, and let out the air-conditioning "whoosh, whoosh", which is literally killing them.
Liu Qi helped him out without changing his face: "Manager Wang is joking, everything in the company is normal."
"What's that for?" Manager Wang's hair that was not lush was thinning again.
Liu Qi looked back at the closed door, and after a long time said lightly, "I'm in a bad mood."
Manager Wang: "..."
When he got off work in the afternoon, the man who was still in a bad mood got into the car that Liu Qi was in charge of picking up and dropping off.
The black car makes a U-turn in the underground garage and slides smoothly into the street.
It got dark earlier in the early winter, and the street lamps on the street lit up one by one, interweaving a blurred ribbon with the high-rise buildings on both sides.
In the small carriage, the atmosphere was quiet.
The water droplets outside the car window slowly slide down the glass under the action of gravity, winding out a clear trace.
The man sat in the back seat and turned his head to look out the window at the retrograde street scene. When Liu Qi looked in the rearview mirror, he could only see the other's sharp profile face and tight jawline.
While waiting for the traffic light, Gu Peilang suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at him.
The eyes of the two met in the mirror, and Liu Qi subconsciously sat up straight.
"Dr. Stark's coming to City A, you know?"
Liu Qi's hand on the steering wheel tightened slightly: "There have been reports on TV these two days."
"Heh..." After hearing his answer, Gu Peilang chuckled inexplicably.
Liu Qi: "..."
"When did he find you?"
Who he is is self-evident.
Liu Qi: "Boss... I'm sorry."
The man's voice was full of apology.
Gu Peilang closed his eyes and did not speak, his brows were filled with lingering tiredness.
After a century-long silence, he finally opened his mouth, and through the sound of the night, there was a little hoarseness and... fragility.
"Liu Qi, I've... missed the best time for treatment, do you understand?"
Liu Qi's body suddenly stiffened, and bitterness spread between his lips and teeth.
Gu Peilang lowered his head, his eyes like dead water fell on those legs covered with blankets.
He stretched out his hand gently, the palm of his hand felt hard and numb, and he was unconscious.
"I want it better than anyone, and I know better than anyone what the odds are for it to recover."
The man's voice was incomparably calm and cruel, and he said, "Instead of going through another doomed failure full of joy, it is better not to have any hope from the beginning."
"But..." Liu Qi opened his mouth to speak.
"I don't blame you for giving him those things, he'll know sooner or later, but there's no next time." Gu Peilang raised his head, his eyes that were as black as ink looked at him quietly, and there was a lot of attention in his eyes. Unknown emotions.
Liu Qi was dumbfounded, only feeling that his heart was blocked and uncomfortable.
After a long time, he nodded with some difficulty: "I see, there will be no next time."
Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into Gu's house.
In the distance, Gu Peilang saw the man standing under the street lamp.
There were tiny raindrops in the air, and the other party held an umbrella and retracted his neck into the collar of his sweater. The breath sprayed from his nose condensed into a cloud of white mist in the cold air, and then dissipated in an instant.
Gu Peilang's hand on his knee tightened.
"What are you doing standing outside?" After the car approached, Gu Peilang saw the other's face that was frozen blue.
There were two more wrinkles between the man's brows, and his voice subconsciously became colder.
Su Jinyu looked at him and smiled, her white and neat teeth were a bit dazzling under the dim street lamp.
"Wait for you."
After Liu Qi delivered the person, he left.
Su Jinyu put the dripping umbrella in his hand at the entrance, changed into a pair of clean slippers, and then pushed the person inside.
Butler Zhang was busy with his aunt in the kitchen, and the ding ding sound came from inside, adding a bit of liveliness to the quiet space.
Su Jinyu pushed the person to the sofa, and then brought out the soup that he had made early in the morning.
"Drink a bowl to warm up first, and my auntie will cook it right away."
Gu Peilang looked down at his hand, and suddenly touched it.
It's as cold as ice cubes.
Su Jinyu's hand holding the spoon trembled, and with a "boom", the spoon fell into the bowl, splashing two drops of soup.
"Pei Lang?" Su Jinyu carefully called the man's name.
Gu Peilang clasped his hands into his palms, his voice was low, with a hint of reproach and distress: "I don't know how to wear gloves when I go out. What should I do if I catch a cold?"