The people in the company building also sensed the delicate atmosphere here, and they tried their best to take a detour, causing only Rong Wan to be stared at by Shen Lingshu for a while.
The assistant saw that the culprit who caused Shen Lingshu's low pressure had arrived, and subconsciously wanted to throw the difficult Mr. Shen to Rong Wan, but he didn't expect that Shen Lingshu's coquettish operation would cause a box of flowers in his arms —He had no choice but to look in other directions, holding the box stiffly.
But Rong Wan chose the latter between beating Shen Lingshu's dog's head and showing a gentle smile. He threw his schoolbag behind his back neatly, trotted towards him flatteringly, and said, "I'll pick you up from get off work."
The word "Pick you up" was spoken by him in a clear tone, which inexplicably added a bit of tenderness, Shen Lingshu felt very good, and his face looked better, "Oh, it's true that the sun came out from the west. "
Before this, he had always left work early and told the driver to pick up Rong Wan from school. When did Rong Wan come to the company to look for him? Shen Lingshu thought that Rong Wan came to pick her up today, and the flowers she sent were all "asked for" by herself using desperate means, and her mood suddenly became less beautiful. As if he was a vexatious person, and the other party kept giving in.
Rong Wan ignored his sarcasm, winked at the assistant, stood behind Shen Lingshu, pushed him forward, rubbed his shoulders by the way, and said nice words: "I haven't seen us for a day Mr. Shen, don't you miss me?"
"..." Shen Lingshu almost choked, and the roots of his ears were stained with a thin layer of angry red.
Two subordinates walked towards him, he hurriedly turned his face away, his mind was completely disturbed.
Rong Wan had never said such words to him before, and when they first met again, he had always resisted and alienated him. Now that he said such a thing, he didn't know if it was from the heart, or if he knew he was angry and said it just to please him. But no matter what, Shen Lingshu's upset for the past few days was uselessly calmed down by such a sentence.
But he wanted more than that—
What he really wanted to confirm was the person's heart.
On the downside, if this person has a past, admit that he will have thorns in his heart, but he will not let go no matter what. Thinking about the good, if the "Shu Tianyan" who wrote the letter to Fu Ziyuan was not this person, then this person should also take the initiative to tell him and explain the whole story to him, instead of just hanging around like this...why not say it, What difficulties can there be
He didn't want to press the question out loud, and he was afraid of knowing the result, so he kept waiting for this person to explain first. But after waiting for several days, there was no reasonable explanation.
He is like terminally ill, the only thing that can save him is the affirmation of this person's will, other than that, all the favors are just scratching the surface for him. Although it can make him feel better, it can't eradicate his disease.
But, maybe I was too hasty...
Should have given him time.
Shen Lingshu unconsciously rubbed his fingertips. There was still a faint fragrance of flowers on them. He took a deep breath, collected himself, and tried his best to pretend that he was not disturbed by Rong Wan's words just now. He changed the subject and asked Said: "Why do you send flowers here?"
Rong Wan lowered his head and looked at Shen Lingshu's slightly drooping black eyelashes, and knew that he was suppressing his emotions at this moment, he was obviously overjoyed to receive the flowers, but he still wanted to pretend he didn't care in front of him. It's been like this since childhood... Rong Wan couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth behind Shen Lingshu, and said, "Didn't you check the language of flowers? If you check it, you should know what it means."
Precious and rare love. Shen Lingshu's face was sullen and slightly hot, and it was another ambiguous sentence, why didn't he know that he was so flirtatious before
Shen Lingshu only felt that this person was like an onion, finally peeling off the shy side of "Shu Tianyan" layer by layer, and gradually returning to the image he had of him twelve years ago—
This cognition made the balance in Shen Lingshu's heart shift a little to the side of "maybe the matter of writing the letter is only related to Shu Tianyan, not to Brother Rong".
He was dazed for a moment, and he didn't know whether his face should be cold or red when he was teased, so he retorted heavily: "Flower language? I didn't check."
Rong Wan: "... When others send you flowers, you don't even check the language of the flowers?" How can there be such a person? What a waste of effort!
Shen Lingshu snorted softly: "I didn't check."
The assistant glanced at him: "..."
Rong Wan didn't know what to say, so he stopped, took out his phone and opened the search page, angrily searched out the flower language and poked it under Shen Lingshu's nose—
"look by youself."
Shen Lingshu glanced at it, hummed, and said nothing.
Rong Wan: "..."
I don't know if it was his illusion, Shen Lingshu seemed to raise the corner of his mouth, but when he looked over, it suddenly flattened.
The two had already arrived at the underground parking lot, and the assistant was still following not far behind, hugging the box of flowers bitterly. Seeing that he was about to get in the car, Shen Lingshu didn't say anything to ask for the box of flowers back. Rong Wan couldn't help himself first, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going to take the flowers back? That's the last one I finally picked." Delicate."
Shen Lingshu seemed to be waiting for him to ask this question. She glanced at him with cold eyes, found a step, lowered the car window and said to the assistant, "Give it to me."
The assistant also breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried over to hand him the flowers.
Shen Lingshu took back the flowers, but she still had no expression on her face.
Rong Wan saw that he was a typical well-behaved man when he was cheap, so he didn't get angry. He reached for the flower box in his arms and said deliberately: "Actually, it's tiring to take it back like this. The flowers are not very beautiful. Why don't you ask the assistant to bring them back?" go back?"
Shen Lingshu's face turned dark immediately: "Let go!"
Only then did Rong Wan laugh, leaned over, touched Shen Lingshu's cold chin with his fingers, and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry."
How dare you give the flowers you sent to others? Shen Lingshu was annoyed in his heart. He should have been extremely sullen, but under such an angry persuasion, the anger in his chest softened all of a sudden. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, but he could hear a bit of pampering from this sentence, which made him feel uncomfortable for a long time—
Twelve years ago, he was younger than the other party, but now, at least on the surface, he is older than the other party. The other party still treated him the same way he had treated him for twelve years... Shen Lingshu was not angry, but felt a little weird. At this moment, I also realized that I was as calm as a mountain in dealing with other things, but when it came to things involving this person, I was chaotic and chaotic. How childish my actions these days are.
Maybe it was too much fear of losing.
He was quiet and calmed down a bit.
The car started slowly and sped out from the parking lot. The surrounding area was dark and bright again. It was still very autumn evening. The air was dry, but the light was bright. The road was crowded and noisy, and a little siren sound entered the car, which made Shen Ling Shu suddenly became more impulsive, and after a long silence, he asked, "Did you write those letters?"
Rong Wan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Shen Lingshu to cut straight to the point.
Shen Lingshu may have been suffocated in the past few days, with suspicion in his heart, but he didn't know how to ask, and was also afraid of the unknown result.
Rong Wan knew that he should give him a negative answer at this time, so that he could clear the fog and relieve his uneasy mood. But Rong Wan couldn't say "no", because the matter of writing a letter to Fu Ziyuan was an established fact that happened to Shu Tianyan, and because of the rules, he couldn't even open his mouth.
He couldn't help but feel a little anxious, instead of answering this question directly, he changed his angle and said to Shen Lingshu: "I don't like Fu Ziyuan."
He found that the only thing the rules do not control is the character's emotions that change over time, and saying such things is not stopped.
This time it was Shen Lingshu's turn to be stunned—
I planned to pry open this person's mouth little by little, but who knew that this person gave him a strong dose of medicine as soon as he came up.
"Really?" Shen Lingshu stared at Rong Wan, his mouth was parched, and his mood was surging. He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was perfunctory or telling the truth, but since he could say such things in front of him, Then it means that he cares about him...
"Really." Rong Wan said firmly, "Find a chance and ask Fu Ziyuan out. I'll meet him and make it clear in front of him—"
This matter can't be delayed any longer, otherwise it will only cause more and more harm to each other. Since Fu Ziyuan wants to sow discord, then let's start with Fu Ziyuan and make him completely stop thinking about it. Rong Wan thought so, but he didn't know that when Shen Lingshu heard that he wanted to see Fu Ziyuan, his face suddenly turned cold.
"It turned out to be to see him alone." Shen Lingshu's mood was not only cloudy, but was poured with cold water in an instant. His heart was cold, and he sneered: "After going around such a big circle, you actually want to see him?" He, in that case, why are you asking for my consent?"
His heart was beating wildly because of this person's "don't like" just now, but he didn't expect that this person's next sentence would be to see Fu Ziyuan!
The atmosphere in the car froze quickly, Shen Lingshu's face was terribly dark, and even the driver couldn't help but look at him from the rearview mirror frequently.
"... I haven't finished my sentence yet." So narrow-minded that you start to get angry before you finish listening? Rong Wan said: "You also go together."
Shen Lingshu: "..."
Falling from the flat ground to hell, and then returning to heaven is the feeling. Shen Lingshu's face changes, and his mood is like riding a roller coaster. He only felt both sorrow and joy, as if a dagger had been pierced into his heart and a layer of medicine had been applied to it. After such a short effort, he was almost numb to the point of unconsciousness.
He stared at Rong Wan for a long while, his brows furrowed, and this time he confirmed that Rong Wan had finished speaking, then he clenched his fingers tightly and asked, "What do you mean?"
Rong Wan said: "Don't you not believe me? Then you go together and see my attitude towards Fu Ziyuan with your own eyes."
Shen Lingshu looked at him deeply: "Are you sure?"
Rong Wan said, "I'm sure."
After a pause, seeing that Shen Lingshu's face still hadn't recovered, he couldn't help but smile, leaned over to hold Shen Lingshu's hand, and said, "Ashu, it's not good to always have suspicions, I'm not a Sesame lost watermelon, not to mention I don’t like that sesame at all, everything you worry about has never happened and will never happen.”
Only Shen Lingshu could understand his nonsense.
Shen Lingshu lost her breath for a second, and grabbed his hand with her backhand, exerting all her strength, wishing she could knead it into her palm and embed it as one. In the past few days, just for a short while, Shen Lingshu finally felt a little relaxed in his heart—
He didn't care one bit about being compared to "a watermelon."
He just stared at Rong Wan, thinking in his heart, it's best to be like this, otherwise, if you let me know that you have even the slightest bit of partiality for Fu Ziyuan in your heart, I will definitely, definitely...
After thinking for a long time, he didn't think of any good threatening words. Shen Lingshu felt depressed, so he could only stare at Rong Wan bitterly: "Cook something for me tonight."
Rong Wan smiled, and said bluntly: "Okay, if you can eat, it means that your anger has disappeared and you are not sick."
"..." Shen Lingshu suddenly became angry. Who is sick
So it was decided that Rong Wan planned to meet Fu Ziyuan in person in a few days and speak clearly.