Qin Yuan felt that something was wrong with Ling Changfeng today.
Throughout the morning, as long as he was free, he would silently stare at himself.
And the look in his eyes was not friendly, but rather researched.
This put Qin Yuan under a lot of pressure.
He endured it again and again, and finally when he felt a certain gaze again, he turned his head to meet Ling Changfeng's gaze: "Sir, is there something on my face?"
"No." Ling Changfeng's expression was as indifferent as ever, and he didn't feel guilty about being caught at all. "You continue to work."
Qin Yuan: "..."
Now that the chief said so, Adjutant Qin had no choice but to look away, and continued to work without complaint.
After finishing his work in the morning, he finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked his superior bluntly: "How have I offended you recently?"
Ling Changfeng: "No."
Qin Yuan: "Then why keep staring at me?" Still with this strange look.
Ling Changfeng thought for a while, and some things are better to ask than to look at some things directly, so he asked directly: "Will it be a good experience to fall in love with you?"
Qin Yuan's expression cracked.
"What, what??"
Ling Changfeng repeated his question again.
Qin Yuan swallowed his saliva: "Sir, if you don't know that you are just married and have a good relationship with your spouse, if you ask such a question, I will feel that you have other plans for me." Isn't this the kind of low-level Greasy provocative prologue
Hearing him babbling, Ling Changfeng's expression became impatient, and he tapped the table with his index finger: "Answer my question."
Qin Yuan: "..." Well, he thought too much, and his own official is still so ignorant.
Adjutant Qin adjusted his mentality and put on a smiling face: "Of course—I am a golden bachelor who is gentle, considerate, humorous, and willing to spend money on his partner. It will definitely be a great experience to fall in love with me."
After all, Chang Mei raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression looked a bit smug: "What, sir, do you need me to impart some experience?"
Ling Changfeng looked at him and remained silent.
Qin Yuan looked a little cold, and couldn't help shivering: "Speaking of which, why did you suddenly think of such a question? Have you finally realized my charm?"
Ling Changfeng said slowly: "Xinghe said."
Qin Yuan was startled: "???"
Ling Changfeng said lightly: "On the way home last night, he said that if he falls in love with you, the experience should be very good."
Qin Yuan has fought side by side with Ling Changfeng for decades, so he is too familiar with every micro expression on his face.
At this moment, a sense of crisis arises spontaneously, and the instinct to survive suddenly bursts out, and the tone turns sharply: "No, no, no! An older bachelor like me who is incomprehensible, rigid, boring, and pretends to be passionate is not a good person for a relationship at all. choose!"
"Older?" Ling Changfeng looked at him expressionlessly, "We are the same age."
"..." Qin Yuan trembled again, and changed his words again: "I was wrong! I'm still very young, and it's not because of my age that I can't find a partner now, it's entirely my own problem!!"
"But Xinghe said..."
"People always make mistakes in judgment!" Qin Yuan rarely interrupted Ling Changfeng's words directly, and said righteously, "I don't deserve this kind of praise, please don't say such scary things again."
Ling Changfeng: "..."
Ling Changfeng withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and glanced at the time: "It's lunch time, let's go eat."
Qin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly followed his words to change the subject: "Go and go! People are like iron and steel, and food is the most important thing."
"By the way." The two walked to the door together, and Ling Changfeng suddenly said in a casual manner, "This weekend's party, you all restrain yourself."
Qin Yuan: "?"
Ling Changfeng lowered his eyes and said, "Don't scare him."
Xu Xinghe wasn't busy with work today. Throughout the morning, he checked the operation of the blocks in charge of his group as usual, replied to work emails, and wrote a few lines of code. It was all about relaxing and practicing.
When it was time for lunch, he put away the documents on the table, spread out the napkin, and took out the luxurious bento he brought.
Due to Team Leader Xu's relentless refusal, everyone now basically knows that he brought his own lunch, and the number of people who invited him to lunch gradually decreased.
His office finally returned to the midday tranquility.
"Boom boom boom—"
As soon as Team Leader Xu opened the lunch box, there was a knock on the office door.
Xu Xinghe was taken aback, Ajia and the others never knocked on the door when they entered his office, who is here
"Come in," he said.
The familiar young man in plaid shirt came in.
It seems unexpected, but it can be said to be expected.
Xu Xinghe asked Gu Nai: "Why are you here?"
Gu Nai's eyes under the lens scanned the luxurious bento on his table: "I wanted to ask Team Leader Xu if he wanted to have lunch together..."
Xu Xinghe snorted: "I thought everyone knew that I brought my own food."
Gu Nai smiled: "That's right, Team Leader Xu's bento looks much better than the food in the Ark Canteen."
Xu Xinghe waved his hand: "It's too much, I just do it myself."
A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Nai's eyes: "I did it myself? I can't see that Team Leader Xu still has this skill."
Then he looked carefully at the meals in the lunch box: "I can also cook a few dishes, but my cooking skills are far from Team Leader Xu's."
Xu Xinghe smiled and said: "You have never eaten it, how do you know that I am good at cooking? There are many dishes in restaurants that are good in appearance but mediocre in taste."
"Oh?" Gu Nai's brown eyes slowly turned around, and he said with a gentle smile, "Then I don't know if I have the good fortune to taste Team Leader Xu's cooking skills?"
Xu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and said: "How about this, next time when the unit team builds, I'll bring some food I made myself and everyone will share it."
It seems to agree, but it is actually a tactful rejection.
Although he thinks that Gu Nai is a good person, and he is sorry for the things that have been spilled on him, but he always feels that Gu Nai has been looking for him a bit frequently in the past two days.
Gu Nai also understood the rejection, but still smiled gently: "Well, I'm sorry to disturb your meal, then you can eat first, I will also go downstairs to eat."
The tone was calm, and there was no intention of continuing to pester him at all.
Xu Xinghe couldn't help wondering if he was thinking too much, he waved his hand at Gu Nai: "Bye bye, there should be sweet and sour short ribs in F cafeteria on Wednesday, I recommend you to try it."
"Okay, thank you." Gu Nai turned and left.
When I opened the office door, two colleagues happened to pass by outside. Since most people had already eaten at this point, the building was empty and quiet, and the chatter between the two was particularly obvious.
"By the way, I heard that the new relative in the third group applied for a change today..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
As the office door was opened, the two saw Xu Xinghe here.
That expression was like being choked by someone, and he couldn't speak a word.
They quickly lowered their heads and slipped away as if fleeing.
Xu Xinghe: "?"
In the next few days, Gu Nai never came to him again.
And Xu Xinghe didn't care too much, as colleagues, although the relationship can't be too rigid, it doesn't need to be too warm.
In a blink of an eye, it's the weekend.
This morning, after Xu Xinghe got up and came to the restaurant, he found Ling Changfeng was there.
"Morning, what time did you get up today?" Xu Xinghe asked casually after taking his seat.
"Six o'clock." Marshal Ling, who was reading the newspaper, replied casually.
"Huh?" Xu Xinghe raised his head, "Then why are you still in the restaurant at this hour?"
Isn't it almost ten o'clock now
Ling Changfeng put down the newspaper: "I've finished dealing with the morning's affairs, and I'm waiting for you here."
Xu Xinghe blinked at him: "What are you waiting for me for?"
Ling Changfeng: "Tonight's party..."
He paused, and Xu Xinghe took over the conversation.
"Oh, by the way, I was just about to ask, do I need to dress more formally to attend your class reunion?" Xu Xinghe asked.
Ling Changfeng: "No need, you can wear whatever you want."
Xu Xinghe asked him back: "Then what are you wearing?"
Ling Changfeng: "Casual clothes."
There seemed to be three black bars appearing on Xu Xinghe's head: "Shirts are casual clothes, T-shirts are casual clothes, sportswear and denim are casual clothes, it's completely useless for you to say it."
Ling Changfeng replied: "My casual clothes are only shirts."
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Well, in fact, he could imagine that Ling Changfeng's so-called "casual clothes" must be upright and meticulous.
In contrast, it was hard for him to imagine what a casual T-shirt would look like on Marshal Ling.
After a moment of silence, Ling Changfeng suddenly asked Xu Xinghe: "Tonight's party, what color are you wearing?"
Xu Xinghe swallowed the shrimp balls in his mouth, and replied: "I haven't even thought about what to wear, let alone the color, why are you asking?"
"It's nothing." Ling Changfeng picked up the newspaper again and read it, and then said casually, "Let me know when you've decided." After a pause, he added: "If you want to wear anything in the future, you can Tell He Han directly, and he will arrange for someone to come to your door to measure your size."
Xu Xinghe: "Uh... thank you, but what I like to wear are generally popular fashion styles on the market, which are in stock, so I don't really need tailor-made ones."
Ling Changfeng nodded, put down the newspaper and got up: "I still have something to do, I need to go out, and I will pick you up at five o'clock in the afternoon."
Xu Xinghe said while eating: "Okay, I have to go back to the Capital University soon, and I have something to do in the laboratory."
Ling Changfeng paused slightly: "To find that classmate of yours?"
Xu Xinghe nodded: "Yes, my son."
As soon as the words fell, thinking that Ling Changfeng might not understand the joy of being a father, he explained: "Actually, it is to help him process the data of the paper—for the sake of calling me father."
Ling Changfeng looked at him and asked, "Do you like children very much?"
Xu Xinghe: "..."
Not at all!
"No, no, go ahead and see you in the afternoon."
At five o'clock in the afternoon, when Xu Xinghe changed his clothes and came down from the second floor, Ling Changfeng was already waiting in the hall.
Xu Xinghe thought, after all, it was his first time to attend a class reunion with Ling Changfeng, so it was not good to dress too casually, so in the end he changed into a white shirt that couldn't go wrong. But he put on a light blue denim jacket that he likes over the shirt, anyway, he can take it off when he gets there.
When I went downstairs, I found that Ling Changfeng was also wearing a white shirt.
Xu Xinghe rarely saw Ling Changfeng wearing white, so he couldn't help but take a second look.
It is said that people rely on clothes, and Ling Changfeng's feeling at the moment is indeed different, as if he has become a little more homely all of a sudden.
Xu Xinghe said casually: "Our clothes look pretty good."
The different pupils flickered, as if very satisfied with this statement.
"Let's go."