The night was shrouded, the entire company was gone, and Mo Xiaoguo was still lying in the grid in a mess. The whole floor was dark, and only the computer in front of her was shining faintly.
Hungry to the point where the stomach hurts a bit, her mother called again, and she suddenly realized that it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.
Busy shut down the computer, grabbed the bag and some scattered files, got up and left.
After closing the computer, the entire floor without the lights was plunged into the boundless darkness. She was holding the bag nervously, trying to pull out the phone from the bag to light up, but...
In the next second, I suddenly heard a string of footsteps, coming in from outside, from far to near.
Heart, clenched.
That voice, once and for all, seemed to step on my heart. Mo Xiaoguo took a step back subconsciously, and asked vigilantly, "Who?"
"..." There was no sound, only the heavy glass door was pushed open. He couldn't see anything, but Mo Xiaoguo knew that the figure was approaching him a little bit by the sound of footsteps.
When she was only one meter away, she suddenly screamed and turned and ran back. Even in an office, she didn't know where she could go, but such darkness and atmosphere made her scared and made her subconsciously overlap with her nightmare.
"Mo Xiaoguo!" She didn't hear the whisper behind her either.
Suddenly, her waist was circled from behind, and she was suddenly picked up, twisted, and pressed firmly against the wall.
"No! Go away! Get away!" Almost instinctively, she struggled to smash the bag and files on the opponent's face.
He was breathing fast, and his thin voice was full of tremors.
"Mo Xiaoguo, it's me!" The man's voice was deep and powerful.
But she couldn't hear anything, she just waved her hands indiscriminately and beat each other.
In the next instant, a big palm came out and easily held her hands firmly. She struggled and was lifted harder on top of her head, pressed against the cold wall.
"No, don't touch me..." She shrank, even with a hint of pleading in her tone.
"It's me, Mo Xiaoguo. Relax..."
The familiar voice stunned her slightly.
After calming down, I realized that the whole body was full of breath, slightly strange and familiar. Clear and good smell, like the fragrance of mellow wine.
The warmth of the man's palm filled his wrist. It penetrates into the skin inch by inch.
Although it was early spring, the heat was like midsummer magma, invading her panicked heart. The apex of my heart can't stop the'puff' chaos.
this moment…
Inexplicably, there was no resistance, but the panic in my heart was gradually diminished by magic.
"Mu... President Mu?" He hesitated, Mo Xiaoguo breathed slightly, and for a while, even the struggle was forgotten.
"It's me, don't be afraid..." As if afraid to scare her again, his voice was very soft.
In the dark space, each other can't see each other's expressions. But because of this, every inch of breath has become so sensitive and clear.
A moment, it stirred each other's heartstrings, and the ambiguity was so breathless.
"You... why... are you coming back?" Mo Xiaoguo had never had such an experience, and the atmosphere at the moment forced her to stop breathing. In a word, it took two consecutive pauses to say it completely.
In the air, there was a faint scent of orchids, like her hair and body. Mu Beicheng took a greedy breath, somewhat addicted.
Deep eyes, scorchingly locked her.
Before this, I had never thought that one day six years later, they would still be so close to each other; let alone, he would still smell this familiar breath...
Still, let him feel comfortable...
"... Mr. Mu?" He didn't speak, but he made her feel more oppressed, her breathing as if locked in her throat.
Such a distance is too dangerous and really not suitable for them.
Her heart immediately became a mess, she twisted her lower body and earned her wrist, "Mr. Mu, please let me go first..."
Until this moment, Mu Beicheng seemed to wake up suddenly.
Her eyes darkened, and her thumb slowly rubbed the skin of her wrist unconsciously. That feeling, as delicate as silk and satin, reminded him of the feeling of touch six years ago...
Breathing could not help but increase. The free hand suddenly reached her side.
She gasped in shock, her clear eyes staring at him in surprise. Now that he has adapted to the darkness, Mu Beicheng can vaguely see the flashing light in her eyes.
The corners of his lips were provoked, and he bowed his head maliciously and moved closer to her, "So nervous?"
The voice is low and dull, like rain drops on the strings.
Mo Xiaoguo was so nervous that his entire back was pressed against the wall, and she licked her lips dryly, "You... don't come near me anymore, please."
Knowing that he would not hurt herself, and that she was inexplicably relieved with him. but…
The instinctive fear in her heart still made her tense.
After all, she still couldn't bear to tease her anymore, and held her hand by her side.
In the next moment, only a sound of'pop' was heard, and rows of spotlights turned on suddenly. In an instant, the entire office was illuminated brightly.
He looked at her, and she met him.
The posture of the two people is still ambiguous. His sight was as hot as fire, and there was nowhere to hide under the bright shadow of the lamp.
After only holding for a few seconds, Mo Xiaoguo couldn't bear his gaze, and immediately turned away in embarrassment, biting his lip, struggling in silence.
This time, Mu Beicheng did not press on any more and let go.
Frowning, touching the corners of his mouth, and looking at Mo Xiaoguo again.
Only then did Mo Xiaoguo notice that there was a long bloodstain on the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, it was made when she fought him hard just now.
"I found out that since I met you..." Mu Beicheng stepped back, pointed at her, and clicked on his own injuries.
The words didn't go on, he glanced at her, just turned around and walked to his office.
Mo Xiaoguo was very upset.
She could hear the second half of his sentence—he was always hurt after meeting her!
Bowing her head to pack up the documents, picking up her scattered bag, she hurried to the president's office. Before knocking on the door, the door has been opened from inside, and there is an extra document in his hand.
"I... I'm sorry, Mr. Mu. I didn't mean it." She apologized guiltily. The injury on his arm, I don't know if it is complete, but now because of her new injury, which makes her feel very uneasy.
Mu Beicheng closed the door behind him, glanced at her, and suddenly asked, "Are you busy?"
She nodded hurriedly, "Well, just about to leave."
"Let's go then." Mu Beicheng said, already taking the lead.
Mo Xiaoguo stayed in place, staring at him blankly. Seeing that she didn't follow up, he didn't wait for her, he just looked back at her, and put his hand on the light switch on the wall, "I'm going to turn off the light. Are you sure you want to stay here?"
"I'm leaving now!" Mo Xiaoguo immediately shook his head, rushed to the grid and grabbed his bag, and ran to him in a few steps.
Smart eyes stared at him straight, as if afraid that he would really leave her here.
Mu Beicheng laughed and couldn't help muttering: "Coward."
He is the boss, and Mo Xiaoguo is a little worried. But couldn't help it, bit his lip, and retorted softly, "You deliberately frightened me first."
Looking sideways, Mu Beicheng laughed at her cautious and unwilling look. With a'pop', all the lights were pressed.
The entire space darkened again, and Mo Xiaoguo almost instinctively leaned against him.
A soft breath came, and he breathed slightly tight.
In the darkness again, listening to his breathing close at hand, Mo Xiaoguo couldn't help but think of the ambiguity between the two just now, and her face flushed uncontrollably.
The fingers holding the bag trembled a little. Up to this moment, it seemed that he could clearly remember the temperature of his big palm.
What's wrong with yourself? All this seems too abnormal.
after all…
He has a boyfriend, and he also has a fiancee.
Thinking of this, my heart tightened suddenly for no reason.
After entering the elevator, she glanced sideways at him, she subconsciously leaned an inch to the side and kept the right distance from him.
Mu Beicheng didn't speak, and stood there without moving, as if he hadn't seen her small movements.
Mu Beicheng's car stopped at the company gate at this moment.
He opened the car door and got in by himself. Mo Xiaoguo thought for a while, but walked over to say goodbye to him. The co-pilot's door was pushed open by him from inside.
"Come up." He looked at her. There was a small yellow light in the car, and the light and shadow covered him from above. In the yellow aperture, that handsome face became more three-dimensional and charming.
Mo Xiaoguo became confused again, stepped back subconsciously, and shook his head, "No, I'll take a taxi myself."
"My injury, do you plan to leave it alone like this?" He tapped the corner of his mouth, turned sideways, rested his elbow on the steering wheel leisurely, and watched her in his spare time. "It will be the company's annual meeting in a few days, if this The injury stays here all the time. How do you tell me to explain to all employees in the company? Was it scratched by the secretary?"
Mo Xiaoguo glared at him.
Of course you can't say that! She just took a special elevator, and the scandal with Xu Lei had already spread. If he said this again, it would be hard to imagine what kind of situation she would be pushed into.
"Come up, go buy medicine." Mu Beicheng didn't feel that his reason was crappy.
This injury was originally caused by himself, and it is only natural to help him deal with it. Mo Xiaoguo couldn't refuse, but hesitated, after all he got into the car.
Mu Beicheng skillfully drove the car to the community where she lived. There happened to be a pharmacy downstairs, and Mo Xiaoguo ran in to buy alcohol and cotton swabs.
He sat quietly in the car, watching her disappear, and watching her trot towards him in light and shadow.
Under the moonlight, that little face was smart, clean, and spotless. His gaze couldn't help but pause for a long time, until she got closer and the probe came in, and he calmly constricted the sentiment in his eyes.
"Bought it?"
"Yeah." She put the medicine on the co-pilot and told him: "You go back and deal with it. It will be fine in three days."
Mu Beicheng nodded, "Okay, I see."
"Then... I'm leaving." The tone paused slightly. He glanced at him, waved, turned and walked towards the unit building.
She didn't look back until she disappeared.
Looking at the medicine lying there, he raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth. Although there was an injury, he didn't feel any pain at all.
…
When she got home, her mother was walking outside, and Mo Xiaona ran out with a mask on, "Little fruit, who brought you back?"
Mo Xiaoguo poured out the food her mother had heated on the stove. When she heard Mo Xiaona's words, she was slightly startled and answered vaguely, "My colleague."
"Really? What kind of colleague drives a Hummer?" Mo Xiaona winked at her ambiguously.
"You are making a mask, be careful to squeeze out wrinkles."
Mo Xiaona didn't care, and sat down at the table with her, "Your colleague is chasing you?"
"How is it possible?" She was surprised, and she felt that Mo Xiaona had asked something very nonsense.
"Cut. I didn't want to chase you. Who do you think is going to send you back personally so late? Don't be stupid. In this society, men are inexplicably good to women, either they want her or just want to chase her."