Refraction

Chapter 29

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When HALO met again during the day, Chen Gong avoided Zheng Yi's eyes everywhere; on the contrary, Zheng Yi looked at each other with extra magnanimity and grinned at Chen Gong, as if he had completely forgotten the absurd things of the previous night.

The night before, Zheng Yi kissed Chen Gong for the last time and left. Said that he wanted to go home to sleep, and he had already ordered a special car.

Without waiting for Chen Gong to react, Zheng Yi got out of the car by himself, opened the back seat door and picked up two bags of lamb toys; when he picked it up, Chen Gong, who got out of the car with him, grabbed him: "What's the matter with you? "

"It's nothing." Zheng Yi was really tired and said, "I'm so sleepy, I want to go home..."

Zheng Yi didn't know if it was his own delusion—Chen Gong held the moment when he wouldn't let him go, and there was anxiety and annoyance in his eyes, as well as a trace of helplessness. Chen Gong said to himself, "Go to my house to sleep when you're sleepy—how can you go back after drinking so much alcohol? Just cancel the special car order."

So Zheng Yi teased him: "Didn't have enough fun?"

Chen Gong didn't say anything - Zheng Yi likes to see this serious person being tricked by himself, unable to react.

Zheng Yi shook his head: "I also recognize the bed - it's not my bed, I can't sleep well."

Chen Gong still did not speak.

Zheng Yi patted Chen Gong on the shoulder, turned around, and walked out of the ground against the lane.

Chen Gong has been following behind, watching him get into the special car.

Get in the passenger seat and fasten the seat belt, Zheng Yicai drove Chen Gong away and said, "My big man still needs you to worry about it, go back and rest early!"

Standing still, Chen Gong watched the car start, carrying Zheng Yili away.

Chen Gong's anger, and gradually felt that the game that had made him addicted was also beginning to make him exhausted.

When he returned to his apartment, Chen Gong took off his T-shirt, only to find that on the chest and back of the T-shirt, the original blue-gray color had been smeared into dark gray by his own sweat. When he was kissing emotionally just now, Zheng Yi touched himself with his hands—I wonder if Zheng Yi would feel disgusted by his sweaty hands.

It's okay to feel sick - this period of appreciation expires sooner, Zheng Yi's attention can also be removed from himself sooner, and he can die early and survive.

After taking a shower again, I sat back on the bed.

When he clicked on WeChat in the background of his mobile phone, Chen Gong realized that the page was still in Zheng Yi's circle of friends that he had peeked at a few hours ago. Exit the circle of friends and return to Zheng Yi's profile page; exit the profile again and return to the dialogue page with Zheng Yi; looking at the long and narrow white input field, Chen Gong wanted to type something for him.

Reminders for work? - It's too deliberate to cover up.

Say good night? - Hypocritical.

Finally decided to forget, less talk and less mistakes. Touching the cup of warm water hanging by the bedside, Chen Gong took a sip - at this moment, Zheng Yi's name on the top of the phone conversation bar has changed to [the other party is typing... ].

Chen Gong paused for breath and stared at the interface, and waited until he almost suffocated to death, and the drunkard opposite called a sentence - "I said just now, look, it's not younger than you, right?"

Chen Gong looked at this sentence with a puzzled look - he didn't know what to say.

The next picture from the drunk explained the meaning of this sentence and almost killed Chen Gong. The saliva in his mouth was choked out in an arc by the force of his throat.

The new day has only passed three lively hours, but Chen Gong wet his pants twice because of Zheng Yi.

During lunch break, in the HALO smoking room.

Chen Gongyi was smoking a cigarette by the window, his brows furrowed, and the thoughts lingered in his mind.

After taking a few sips, Cheng Shen came in, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking.

Chen Gong evenly took a cigarette from him: "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing..." Cheng Shen snorted: "Brother Chen didn't go to dinner?"

"It's over—what's the progress of the plan? I asked you to bring some Yao Jiaren, how is he doing?"

"Performing well..." Cheng Shen lit a cigarette, avoiding Chen Gong's eyes, and repeated: "Performing well."

Chen Gong looked at his lost soul: "Did you not rest?"

Cheng Shen shook his head again and again: "Have a good rest, let's take a rest - that... I will teach him to change the details of the plan, and I will give it to you before get off work today."

Chen Gong nodded: "Are you free this weekend? Let me introduce you to some private work."

"You're free, what's your job, brother?"

"The painting that Angel Cheng gave me, I hung it in the living room, and took a picture and posted it on the Internet. Today I have a friend - a former customer of HALO, who recently moved to a new house, and also wants to hang a few paintings, ask me about it. The author of this painting - shall I push you his business card?"

Cheng Shen thanked him again and again: "Thank you, Brother Chen, thank you Brother Chen!"

Cheng Shen hasn't been on the job for a long time. Although he has a project team leader in the department, his salary is not high—Chen Gong likes this guy very much, so he thinks of helping him whenever he can: "You're welcome, this is you. It's your talent."

"Brother Chen is so good! I'm a little angel... I'm not as good at playing as Zheng Jian. I just wanted to draw a picture for you, you can still do a job for me, it's great!"

Speaking of Zheng Yi, Chen Gong's attention, which had just been distracted, came back again. He frowned and took a few puffs of cigarettes silently: "I saw today—Jian Zheng also gave you a lamb doll?"

Cheng Shen nodded: "Yes. I also gave Yao Jiaren one - wouldn't this be a waste ticket?"

"What do you mean?"

Cheng Shen analyzed for Chen Gong: "He sends gifts to several people every day, isn't it just to confuse people and make everyone guess who his little master is? Today, Zheng Jian sent eight dolls, indicating that his little master is here. Among the eight people - but Yao Jiaren came the day after the [Little Angel Game] started, Yao Jiaren is not in the game list, so this ticket is considered invalid - the scope of Zheng Jian's little master is narrowed to the remaining seven people Inside - Brother Chen, you said I analyzed it, right?"

Chen Gong was confused and understood, but he felt that Zheng Yi, who was so serious about playing a boring team building game, was really an idiot. "Chi Chi" After laughing a few times, Chen Gong squinted at the cigarette and asked Cheng Shen, "What's the matter? Your analysis is so clear, do you want your Zheng Jian to be your boyfriend for a day?"

"How can..." Cheng Shen denied with a smile.

Chen Gong didn't understand what he was betting on. While pressing down the butt of the cigarette, he emphasized to Cheng Shen leisurely, "He also gave me one of that doll."

gave.

In the early morning, I saw Zheng Yi carrying two bags of stupid stuffed toys. After taking a taxi and leaving, Chen Gong went back to the car to pick up the bags.

Only then did I find out that there was a little white sheep standing alone in the back seat, wearing a black top hat crookedly, looking at Chen Gong innocently.

Half an hour before get off work, the people in the department handed in all the plans.

It took Chen Gong about an hour to complete the summary, and when he finally passed the plan to Supervisor Zheng, a prompt sound came from the opposite station.

Chen Gong looked up, only to find that Zheng Yi hadn't left yet.

They were the only ones left in the huge office.

After receiving the document from Chen Gong, Zheng Yi raised his head and smiled heartily at Chen Gong.

Chen Gong didn't say anything, he turned off the computer and sorted out his backpack. He went around his head and put a set on his neck, turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, Chen Gong turned around again, his face flushed: "That... show it to whoever you like?"

Zheng Yi smiled meanly: "Don't be jealous - here's a video for you, those old people can only see pictures."

Chen Gong didn't seem to be delighted by the difference between "static images" and "moving images", he just said coldly: "Be careful yourself, don't mess with your hair, don't be used by people with ulterior motives to mess with you."

After being taught by his elder brother, Zheng Yi pouted and nodded.

It wasn't until Chen Gong's figure turned out of the office door that Zheng Yi restrained his frivolous temperament and buried his head on the desk.

In the early morning, with unsatisfied desires, I returned home in despair. Tears leaked out as soon as I entered the door - the sad tears of a hot-blooded man.

Zheng Yi is really uncomfortable...

It's not that I'm uncomfortable with Chun Xiao not having a good time—of course, it's a little bit; mainly because I'm uncomfortable with Chen Gong's always indifferent tone to him; When Zheng Yi's forehead was hot, he even thought: If Chen Gong really didn't want to, he would be able to bear it for the rest of his life; but Chen Gong refused to have the slightest trust in himself - this Zheng Yi couldn't bear it.

I can't help but want to cry.

I want to cry, but I don't want to cry in front of Chen Gong - the younger three years old is already a natural weakness, and if I shed a tear in front of Chen Gong, how can I be a "strong one" and give Chen Gong a sense of security

At this step in the field, Zheng Yi also confessed.

If it wasn't for the public release of Yang Yi's voice, Chen Gong wouldn't be so defensive about himself, maybe he would have a little more affection for him.

That's right, Chen Gong also has a good impression of himself - Zheng Yi understands.

Zheng Yi is also a man, and it is not difficult to understand Chen Gong's thoughts from another perspective: being able to kidnap the self-disciplined and difficult Chen Gong to the extent that he is willing to "play" with him means that he does not have a good impression of him either. few.

This "favorableness" is quite a lot, but it is not enough to counteract the "distrust".

But about that voice, I couldn't explain a word to him.

Zheng Yi thought so dejectedly, and felt that he should be pitiful for this noble son - it would be better to put it in the feudal ancient times: if Chen Gong refused to obey, then this son would tie him up; A small courtyard, the golden house is hidden and attacked.

But in today's society ruled by law, even if Zheng Yi is "evil and courageous", he can't do anything to others...

- I even got annoyed by you because I wanted to protect you, Mr. Zheng, but I didn't succeed even after all the authorities. But there have been people in this world who have harmed you, humiliated you, bullied you, but they finally got what they wanted...

Zheng Yi knew that these thoughts were filthy, but he couldn't help but imagine... He even felt envious of the fat belly in the video...

If only Chen Gong had a plan for himself - like a lamb.

If Chen Gong sets up a bureau, hides the camera, and invites himself to play; then even if he knows the truth, Zheng Yi feels that he will definitely go to the appointment - Zheng Yi is this kind of person: even if he knows that it is a big hole, as long as his forehead is posted When it's hot, I'm willing to jump in.

But Chen Gong was too simple, and he didn't ask for anything else from himself.

So, in a fit of anger, Zheng Yi wiped away tears, pulled up the corner of his shirt and put it in his mouth, pulled off his belt and took a picture.

Regardless of whether it is three seven or twenty one, it will be left to Chen Gong - this time he also has his own handle, at least the two sides are fair.

Although this stupid act of madness caused Zheng Yi's bowels to regret after he completely sobered up overnight.

But the three-minute time limit had already passed - there was no way to withdraw.

After finishing the plan sent by Chen Gong, Zheng Yi fixed a few small flaws and passed it on to the third-party customers.

When I was packing up and preparing to go home, a person stood at the door of the department office.

Zheng Yi looked up and saw him, stunned for a moment, Zheng Yi greeted with a smile: "Yang Yi... What's the matter?"

"Come to apologize to you..." Yang Yi approached: "But you don't have to forgive me."

Zheng Yi smiled and said nothing.

"I'm... in your eyes, I'm a complete dirty thing? Actually, you don't have to smile at me - I feel uncomfortable." Yang Yi stopped two or three meters away from Zheng, his expression was flat: "I initially Maybe I had other thoughts about you when I contacted you... Later, there were plans to punish you - so you hated me, which is right. But I have thought about it a lot these days, and I also want to understand: I am a stupid boy like you. , in addition to using... there is actually a little emotion... "

The "stupid" Young Master Zheng looked blank: "What do you want to say?"

Yang Yi sighed: "I didn't come to confess, nor did I force you to forgive me. I want to beg you for one thing - delete me in front of me... "

Zheng Yi smiled: "No need."

"We are not the same department, nor are we at the same level, and there will be no work contacts. If you don't delete me, I will not feel well..." Yang Yi paused, and seemed to want to cry: "After all, I am with you. Every word that was said... even if seven points are false, there are always three points true... "

"Okay..." I don't understand the complicated thoughts of these people who always love to go around. Zheng Yiyi opened his phone, found [Xiaoyang] at the bottom of the list, swiped left, and deleted it. "look-"

Seeing Zheng Yi delete himself from the list, Yang Yi nodded and said, "Then I won't bother you... Not just me in the list - all the me who have appeared in your life, delete it. …”

Zheng Yi still smiled: "Okay."

Laughing is laughing, Zheng Yi's nose was sore when Yang Yi turned around and walked away - he had reflected and regretted it, and that was the punishment he deserved.

But when he turned his eyes back to his mobile phone, the top dialog box had already been replaced by [Eunuch Chen], Zheng Yi pouted again: It's nothing to be upset about, he deserved to miss this young master - I hope Eunuch Chen can grasp it. good chance!

When Yang Yi turned his head down and turned out of the door of the Vision Department, he bumped into someone—a sportswear bucket bag.

Look up - Chen Gong, deputy director of the Vision Department.

Saying "I'm sorry", Yang Yi bypassed the guy with the pressure and walked away.