"Xiao Zhou, this is the birthday cake card issued by the guild."
"Thank you, Director Zhang."
Xiao Ning, a nurse at the side, asked, "Doctor Zhou, is your birthday today? Wow, it's the same day as my Ouba."
"Sister, who is your Ouba?" Qian Weicheng jokingly raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Ning rolled her eyes, "It's not you anyway."
"Okay, don't talk about it, go to work. The leaders of the administrative building are coming down to inspect, just you guys who are so lazy, catch one at a time." The director spoke, and everyone returned to their respective posts with their tails between their legs.
Standing at thirty, it can be considered a big birthday.
After get off work, Qian Weicheng grabbed Zhou Hao, "Brother Hao, I'm having dinner with Sissy, do you want to join us? Today is your birthday, and I'll treat you to a luxurious dinner."
Qian Weicheng and Sissy are trying to date each other, nothing else has changed, except that this boy is becoming more and more fragrant every day, the child is getting older, he will be particular about it, and he will look in the mirror and spray perfume when he goes out.
Qian Weicheng called this the smell of hormones.
At that time, Jiang Yuqian came to Zhou Hao's mind, and that person always smelled like cologne.
"I'm not going, the patient this afternoon... oh, I have a headache."
Qian Wei understood it intentionally, "Then you go back and rest, I will bring you breakfast tomorrow."
"Thank you, be nice to her girl. Yesterday, my grandma asked me how far you two have progressed."
"knew."
Qian Wei was like a monkey, jumping up and down, and then disappeared in a flash.
Zhou Hao's smile gradually narrowed, feeling a little lost, he pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and recalled the afternoon: a middle-aged man yelled outside his clinic, pointed at his nose and scolded him for prescribing drugs indiscriminately. . Seeing that posture, he was about to rush in, but thanks to the security guards, he stopped him. However, he was given a course of hypoglycemic drugs. When the man went to the toll office to pay the bill, he found that the money on the medical insurance card had been swiped out of more than 400 yuan, and he was inexplicably angry.
This kind of unreasonable patient is rare in a hundred years, and today is really lucky.
Zhou Hao pedaled his bicycle out of the hospital, passing by a dessert shop, he stopped, after thinking about it, he went in and bought a small cake, matcha flavored.
In the evening, the breeze was gentle, and it was very comfortable to blow on the body, and the uselessness I suffered during the day also slightly subsided.
Yesterday, I received a courier from Jiang Yuqian. It arrived at noon, and he just got home from get off work.
When I opened the box, as expected, it was still a model airplane, and there was a small card in the box with the man's handwriting on it—"Hao Hao, happy birthday. Wait for me."
Zhou Hao carefully put the model back into the box and stored it in the cabinet in the bedroom, which was full of stuffed small airplanes.
It was already June 12th, and the man said he would come back next month, Zhou Hao thought silently in his heart, whether it was the first ten days or the last ten days, there was a difference of ten days.
After passing the square in front of the community, there was already an old lady waiting there with a fan. The afterglow of the setting sun still had a very faint light, which spread a thin layer on the ground of the square, and Zhou Hao hurried past on his bicycle...
Entering the unit building, Zhou Hao happened to run into the young couple upstairs. The woman was holding the man's arm, and she seemed to be going out for a stroll after eating.
It's so good to talk about love, no matter where you go, you can experience the joy of dating, you can go for a walk, you can go to sleep, anyway, everything can be enjoyed.
Zhou Hao withdrew his gaze and climbed upstairs. When he was picking out the keys at the door of the house, the door of the house suddenly opened.
The man was wearing a gray apron, slippers, and a spatula in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face. Zhou Hao said earlier that Jiang Yuqian was good-looking, but his smile was very rare.
Zhou Hao was stunned and blinked, "How did you come here?"
"I came here by plane."
Zhou Hao's cheeks blushed unnaturally, he lowered his head, ready to change his shoes.
However, Jiang Yuqian stood like a high mountain in front of the door, blocking Zhou Hao.
"Don't stand there stupidly, take the cake for me." Zhou Hao held the rope that tied the cake.
Jiang Yuqian quickly took the cake back, put it on the dining table, and then walked over to block Zhou Hao's way.
"Get out of the way, I want to go in." Zhou Hao was angry, but his voice seemed to be in a good mood.
"Kiss me once, and I'll get out of the way." Jiang Yuqian deliberately turned his face away.
In fact, with a slight push, Jiang Yuqian's high mountain could be moved away immediately, but Zhou Hao still pretended to be reluctant, and touched Jiang Yuqian's right cheek miserly.
Taking advantage of Zhou Hao's shyness and bewilderment, Jiang Yuqian also leaned over and took a sip.
Unhappy expression appeared on Zhou Hao's face. He pushed Jiang Yuqian away abruptly, and went back to the bedroom by himself. As soon as the door closed, he grabbed the plush bear on the bed and squeezed it wildly, "Rogue, hooligan, hooligan!"
Listen carefully to this tone, it seems quite happy.
He is such an awkward person, he doesn't mean what he says, and he doesn't mean what he says. Maybe the spring breeze is already blowing the willows in my heart, but on the face, I still have to pretend that the spring is cold.
Jiang Yuqian was frightened for a moment, thinking that the little lunatic was really angry, so he quietly pushed open the bedroom door, and the scene he entered made him dumbfounded—the little lunatic slapped the little bear's fat face left and right, and muttered something .
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yuqian asked him deliberately.
Zhou Hao hurriedly put down the little bear, sat up straight, his face returned to his usual expressionless expression, "Close the door and go out."
Jiang Yuqian refused to leave, and was still stuck at the door of the bedroom.
Zhou Hao slammed the little bear off and walked over. He wanted to push the man out, but he didn't want the man to hold his head with his left hand.
The man kissed her up, and then gradually deepened, only his left hand was free, because his right hand was still holding the spatula high. The kiss was inseparable, just as the square dance outside the community started, the high-pitched voice was heard all the way to Zhou Hao's bedroom and to their ears...
Outside the house is an ordinary world, and inside the house is the love of ordinary young couples.
Jiang Yuqian moved his lips away, and looked enthusiastically at the little lunatic in front of him, "Haohao, do you feel it?" When he asked this, Jiang Yuqian was still panting slightly in his chest.
That's what he asked, but Zhou Hao was thinking at the moment: The smell on Jiang Yuqian's body seems to be different from that of Qian Weicheng, what kind of smell is that.
"Huh? Talk." Jiang Yuqian was still stuck in his own question.
Zhou Hao raised his head, "Jiang Yuqian, what brand of perfume are you wearing?"
Jiang Yuqian smiled, "I won't tell you."
At this time, there was a smell of burning in the kitchen, and Jiang Yuqian remembered that there were Coca-Cola chicken wings cooking in the pot, and they probably all stuck to the wall of the pot.
Jiang Yuqian rushed into the kitchen, quickly turned off the natural gas switch, and lifted the lid of the pot. The chicken wings inside were all black and stuck to the bottom of the pot. When he turned it over with a shovel, the other side was almost burnt to black charcoal.
Zhou Hao leaned against the door of the kitchen with his arms folded, and suddenly called out, "Jiang Yuqian."
Jiang Yuqian was taken aback, his hands trembled, and he turned around in a little embarrassment, "Forgot."
Zhou Hao stretched his neck and looked in, "Forget it, or just treat it as charcoal-grilled chicken wings."
Four or five plates were placed next to the stove, all of which were filled with home-cooked dishes. Zhou Hao went in and brought out the plates one by one.
Because the little lunatic celebrated his birthday, Jiang Yuqian went to buy a bottle of red wine specially.
The two sat on both sides of the table, facing each other. Jiang Yuqian poured wine into the glass goblet, and the bright red wine poured down, accompanied by the harmonious sound of "gurgling", into the glass.
"Where did you get the goblet?" Zhou Hao asked abruptly.
"bought."
"I really don't know how to live. I can make two cups casually. Why waste this money?"
what a sight...
"Yes, yes, tomorrow I will sell the washing machine at home as a waste product, and I can just wash it with my hands. The washing machine still consumes electricity, doesn't it?"
Zhou Hao glanced at the man across from him, lowered his head and said nothing.
At this time, Jiang Yuqian suddenly became serious and affectionate. He raised his wine glass, "Happy birthday, you are one year older and you are turning 4."
Zhou Hao clinked glasses with him and glanced at him, "Thank you." He tilted his head and gulped down all the wine in the glass.
Flavorful and pure, this wine is certainly not a bargain.
After dinner, Zhou Hao suggested to take a walk outside for a few laps, just to digest. Wearing short-sleeved shorts, the two strolled side by side in the small park in front of the community.
There were quite a few people, and the noise merged into a breath of market life, softly beating the hearts of the two of them.
"Didn't you say you'll come over next month?" Zhou Hao asked after a long and comfortable silence.
"I guessed that you must be staying at home alone," Jiang Yuqian thought of something, and laughed uncontrollably, "However, it's better than I imagined, and you know how to buy yourself a cake."
"Then when will you go back this time?"
"I have to leave tomorrow morning, and things are not over."
Zhou Hao remained silent, a few thoughts flashed through his head, all of which he could only think about but could not utter.
Walking to the edge of a small forest with few people, Jiang Yuqian pushed Zhou Hao into it, but Zhou Hao stayed still, "Are you sick? It's full of mosquitoes."
Jiang Yuqian's face was full of innocence, "I just want to take you into the grove."
"It's better to go home and get into bed!" Zhou Hao was just talking nonsense.
Jiang Yuqian's eyes became more ambiguous, "Then let's go home quickly."
…
When Zhou Hao woke up the next day, Jiang Yuqian had already left, and a small note was placed on the dining table—
"The porridge is in the pot, and there are small side dishes in the refrigerator. I'll be back soon, wait for me."
I don't know when, Jiang Yuqian likes to emphasize two words intentionally or unintentionally, wait for me. It doesn't matter if it's written on paper, but he still likes to say it with his mouth occasionally. Last time Zhou Hao went to the airport to see him off, the last thing he said seemed to be these two words.
OK, then wait.
Zhou Hao rubbed his hair that was disheveled by sleep, thinking that he had slept so hard that he didn't hear the man get up.
Maybe it was because I was tired until midnight last night, which disturbed my spirit...
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Jiang Yuqian got off the plane and found that there were several missed calls on his mobile phone. The driver, Xiao Liu, was already waiting at the airport. He sat in the back seat and went directly to the company.
Last year, the game imported from the American Orusan company received a good response. This year, the company took advantage of the heat and spent a lot of money to purchase the IP authorization of a popular martial arts drama. It is planning to release the same IP mobile game next month. These days, the employees are extremely busy.
Just entering the company, Cheng Jinghao greeted her anxiously, and reported as she walked, "Mr. Jiang, the program team said that there is a bug in the game, and the save file will be lost when it is synchronized to the server. I called you."
"I saw it." Jiang Yuqian didn't show any panic on his face, "Go ahead and work overtime at night, you call the person in charge of the programming team."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang."
The leader of the program group, Xiao Zhao, entered the president's office with a face ashamed. It was about to be released, but something went wrong. He deserved to be scolded, and he was ready.
"Boss Jiang." Xiao Zhao trembled all over.
Jiang Yuqian turned the pen in his hand, raised his head, not angry but mighty, there was an indescribable shock in his eyes.
"It's been half a year since the preliminary preparations. You said everything was fine at the time, so give me a reasonable explanation."
The air conditioner was turned on in the office, and the air outlet was whizzing out cold air. Xiao Liu's forehead was covered with sweat. He wiped the sweat tremblingly with his right hand, and then swallowed, "Well, I have been doing well before. Yes, who knows, now…”
Suddenly Jiang Yuqian's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and made a temporary interruption.
"It's already here. Something happened to the company and I didn't call you back." The voice was so gentle that it was intoxicating.
In just a second, Xiao Liu watched helplessly as their vigorous and vigorous president turned into a sweet-talking and warm man. The change was so fast that he couldn't believe it.
"Are there many patients today? Are you busy?" Jiang Yuqian smiled.
"Then go to work. I'm going to be busy too. It's probably midnight today. Haohao, I've already started to miss you. I'll call you at night and wait for me..."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuqian's face still had the smile just now, and the smile gradually narrowed, and when he met Xiao Liu, he had turned into a thousand miles of frost again.
"Go ahead and give me an explanation."
…
Xiao Zhao came out of the office with lingering fears in his heart. Just now, he promised Mr. Jiang that the problem would be solved within a week.
"How is it? Is Boss Jiang okay?" Cheng Jinghao, dressed in business attire, teased Xiao Zhao with a smile.
Xiao Zhao raised his head, smiled wryly and shook his head, "I'm considered unlucky, I didn't survive the torture, I boasted so much."
Cheng Jing was so funny that her body trembled slightly, she patted Xiao Zhao's chest with the document in her hand, "Why are you so poor!"
"Hey," Xiao Zhao's voice lowered, "Doesn't Mr. Jiang have a girlfriend? I just saw him answer the phone, and the voice was gentle... You haven't heard it before."
Cheng Jing couldn't help but smirk, and slapped Xiao Zhao's chest with the document again, "Go to your business."
After working continuously for several hours, Jiang Yuqian's neck was a little sore. He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows to stand upright. The whole city had a panoramic view, and the hustle and bustle gradually subsided. He raised his wrist, only to realize that it was already half past eleven up.
Jiang Yuqian sat back in his seat and dialed the short number of the secretary's office, "That's all for today, they can get off work, come in with a cup of coffee."
"OK."
About five minutes later, Cheng Jinghao came in with a cup of coffee and put it on the table.
Jiang Yuqian closed the document in his hand, raised his head, "You should go back too."
"Mr. Jiang, are you going to stay in the company overnight?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yuqian lowered his head again, his face was always stern.
Cheng Jinghao hesitated a little, wondering how to speak, her footsteps weighed heavily.
"Is there anything else?" Jiang Yuqian looked up at her and frowned.
"Brother Yuqian," Cheng Jing hesitated, the words in her mouth were knotted in her tongue, "My brother is getting engaged soon."
Jiang Yuqian paused for a moment, but the strange color on his face only flashed, "That's good, when?"
"The first of next month."
All the furnishings in the office exuded a cold breath, only the aroma of coffee wafting from the cup was hot. Such sharp and opposite collisions are bound to spark conflicting sparks.
"Brother Yuqian, don't you want to contact my brother? Don't you want to know what he thinks?" Under Cheng Jing's impeccable makeup, there was another man's shadow faintly revealed.
"I shouldn't have any contact with him anymore."
Cheng Jinghao's face flushed slightly, it was a kind of embarrassment to be ignored, "Brother Yuqian, your mother came to my house last month, and even nags to my mother, saying that you live outside and it is rare to come home now .I almost told my aunt that you are not in city A at all, so you are looking for Zhou Hao, right?"
"Get out." Jiang Yuqian was obviously displeased.
Cheng Jing walked out resentfully, and when the door was closing, Jiang Yuqian called her, his voice was colder than ever before, "Remember, I am your boss, I will pay your salary, you help me work."
Cheng Jinghao is a well-rounded person, so she immediately understood the implication in these words: If she talks too much, she will resign and leave. A layer of gray could not help floating on her face.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and the little madman was probably asleep, and he said he was going to call him, but he was so busy that he forgot.
Jiang Yuqian randomly flipped through WeChat Moments, and happened to find a status posted by the little lunatic 13 minutes ago: Can't sleep, insomnia...
Since the two deleted each other's WeChat friends five years ago, and just added them back last month, Jiang Yuqian first entered the little lunatic's circle of friends, wanting to see what he had posted in the past five years, but the results were empty. Not even one.
The most recent one was when the two first lived together, the little lunatic took a photo of the living room of Binjiang No. 1 and uploaded it, with the words "home".
Jiang Yuqian never looked at Moments, let alone a particular person. It was the first time he saw that status after eight years. His heart was thumped hard, the old pain, dense and bone-eating, if he knew it earlier, if he had known it earlier...
What's the use of knowing earlier? Young and energetic, he couldn't stand a madman who threatened him all the time.
The street lights were bright, and Jiang Yuqian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and called the insomniac little lunatic. Like a choke in his throat, he remained silent.
Until Zhou Hao couldn't hold back anymore and asked him, "It's so late, what's the matter?"
Jiang Yuqian still didn't speak, there was only invisible radio waves on the phone.
"Don't talk, I'm asleep." Zhou Hao's voice could be heard to be unhappy.
"Aren't you insomnia?"
"Didn't you say you called me at night?" Zhou Hao asked him back.
The corner of Jiang Yuqian's mouth twitched into a smile, he finally understood that the status message sent by the little lunatic was to remind him deliberately that he was waiting for his call. Otherwise, people who haven't used Moments for eight years, how can they think of it in the middle of the night and make a fuss.
"Haohao, you haven't slept all this time, are you waiting for my call?" Even Jiang Yuqian himself didn't realize how expectant his voice was at the moment.
"No, I'm insomnia, I'm going to sleep now." Zhou Hao put down the phone abruptly.
When Jiang Yuqian called again, there was already a reminder to shut down the phone.
The coffee on the desk was still half hot, Jiang Yuqian took a sip, and the strong bitterness melted in his mouth, but his heart was sweetened by the phone call just now.
He clicked into the circle of friends again, and commented on the little lunatic, "Are you thinking about your husband?"
Jiang Yuqian was busy until three o'clock in the morning before going to the lounge to brush his teeth and wash his face, preparing to lie down and close his eyes for a while. Before going to bed, I looked at my phone, and there was a reply message in Moments, I clicked on it, "No."
In the next few days, Jiang Yuqian was in a busy state of working overtime overnight, almost until the early morning every day, but he would call the little lunatic at eight o'clock in the evening to ask him if he was busy with work all day and what to eat in the evening What, are you thinking about him
The tone of the person at the other end is still indifferent, always twisting his temper, who knows what he thinks in his heart
Until one time, Jiang Yuqian hesitated to speak, and asked him, "Haohao, what is your relationship with me now?"
After calming down for a while, he asked seriously, "What do you mean? I have slept with you, what do you think is the relationship between us?"
Jiang Yuqian, a dumbass, didn't realize it at first, and then asked tentatively, "Haohao, you mean, are we a couple now?"
"Boring!" Zhou Hao said angrily, and hung up the phone again.
After that phone call to formally confirm the relationship, Jiang Yuqian worked even harder, and now he is also a breadwinner. However, on his Alipay, he still receives a transfer of 2,000 yuan from the little lunatic every month.
Neither of them tried to poke it, human self-esteem is sometimes a very wonderful thing.