I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 404 You too

With a "gudong" sound, Gu Chao swallowed the water. He almost choked because he was too hasty. He stood up in a hurry and coughed.

 “Cough, cough cough…”

 “Brother Chao!” Wei Lan’s peach blossom eyes widened slightly and she sat up.

The little girl's hands were weak and weak, and she wanted to pat Gu Chao on the back, but was quickly pushed back into the quilt by Gu Chao.

 “Cough, cough, I, cough, I’m fine, just lie down.”

Wei Lan nodded obediently, staring at Gu Chao closely, following his movements.

Letting Gu Chao tuck himself into bed, Wei Lan asked, "Did you not sleep all night?"

Gu Chaoyan denied: "I slept."

 A big palm brushed across Wei Lan's forehead. Seeing that the fever had subsided, Gu's heart finally turned.

"Are you thirsty? Let me get you a glass of water. Are you hungry? I'll make you some porridge." Gu Chao said and got up.

Wei Lan quickly raised her voice, "I'm not thirsty, and I'm not hungry either. Brother Chao, please stay with me and take a nap, please?"

 He said that he had slept at night, but Wei Lan didn't believe it.

Gu Chao looked at Wei Lan silently for a while, and finally sighed.

The kerosene lamp was blown out, the blue floral floral quilt rustled, and the two people clung to each other.

 So warm…

Wei Lan slept for most of the night, and the quilt had already warmed up, but when she pressed it against Gu Chao's chest, she still couldn't help but let out a small sigh.

 It’s a natural stove!

Gu Chao is used to doing hard work, and his muscles are strong all over his body. The same goes for his long legs, which are strong and strong.

Wei Lan kicked his legs with her two little feet. His thighs were muscular, hard and slippery.

Two little feet squeezed between Gu Chao's legs to keep warm. Wei Lan arched her body, wanting to get closer to Gu Chao.

 “Don’t make trouble.”

She moved around, and the corners of the pressed quilt were stretched open, and the cool wind blew into the quilt.

Gu Chao was afraid that she would catch a wind and get a fever again, so he clamped his slender waist with his big hands and pulled her into his arms. His strong and slender legs tightly clamped Wei Lan's feet, and the two of them were close to each other.

 The strong breath rose for a moment, and then turned into tenderness.

Gu Chao's lightly bearded chin lightly rubbed Wei Lan's ear, his voice was hoarse and lazy, "I'm tired, let's take a nap, okay?"

 Let’s just say I didn’t sleep all night...

Wei Lan pursed her lips and quietly nestled in Gu Chao's arms, and sure enough, she stopped moving.

 Soon, a light snoring sound came from my ears.

 The warm breath hit behind the ear, making it itch.

 Wei Lan twisted, turned around slowly, rested her head on Gu Chao's arm, put her cheek against his chest, and found a comfortable position to lie down.

"Well..." Wei Lan yawned slightly, blinking his eyes, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

   *

 When I opened my eyes again, it was already three o'clock in the morning. There was the sound of dishes being touched in the kitchen. The pillow was slightly cool, and Gu Chao was no longer around.

"Uh-huh -" Wei Lan yawned, turned over and sat up, and then started to get dressed.

Gu Chao got up early and saw that Wei Lan's condition was basically stable, so he got up to clean up, took the shovel and went out.

 “Grandma.”

 “Are you up? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?”

In the kitchen, Grandma Gu was holding a jar of pickles and was picking out pickles. When she saw Wei Lan leaning against the door and yawning, she smiled and said, "Brother Chao bought you some medicine. It's on the table. You wash up." After eating, drink the medicine."

Wei Lan nodded and turned around to get his cup and toothbrush.

 I don’t know if I slept too long, but I always feel that my face is a bit swollen.

 After brushing his teeth, Wei Lan deliberately took a look in the small mirror when washing his face. His face was fine, but his face was a little sallow and his complexion was not very good.

She applied a hot towel for a while, applied cream and patted it, then picked up a small mirror and turned Wei Lan's head this way and that. As expected, it was much better.

　　Rubbing the cream on her hands, when she went to the kitchen again, Grandma Gu had already taken out the warm porridge in the pot and put it on the table. There was a boiled egg on the plate next to her.

“Don’t just look at it, eat quickly, it will get cold in a while.” Grandma Gu was sitting on the threshold of the backyard, adding firewood to the small stove.

Seeing the porridge and boiled eggs that were sloppy and speckled with oil, Wei Lan felt warm in her heart and raised her lips as if they were covered with honey, "Grandma is so nice!"

"There's no point in saying nice things." Grandma Gu smiled and waved her hands, then got up and walked to the main room, "The family was in chaos during the year and I didn't take care of you. You can't take it to heart."

"Who do you think I am!" Wei Lan pretended to be angry and snorted. Without holding on for a second, he stretched his neck and said with a smile, "Grandma, what did Brother Chao do? When will you come back?"

“I went to dig lotus roots with my team members.” The Chinese New Year was only three or four days away. Grandma Gu cut down bamboo branches and tied them together, and then tied the tied bamboo branches to a bamboo pole.

Grandma Gu was holding a bamboo pole to sweep away the ashes of cobwebs under the eaves and on the wall. She urged, "Eat quickly. There is still **** soup on the stove. Drink a bowl of it soon!"

 “I got it, grandma!”

Grandma Gu was busy, so Wei Lan stopped playing around and began to drink porridge seriously.

After finishing half the bowl of porridge, Wei Lan cracked the eggs at the corner of the table and peeled off the warm egg shells, revealing the white and tender egg whites still steaming inside.

Wei Lan peeled off half of the egg whites and ate it. She thought the egg yolk was choking, so she squeezed the egg yolk into the porridge and smashed it. After taking a sip, she still couldn't bear the taste.

The chopsticks made a "ding-dong" sound when they hit the bowl. After finishing the last mouthful of porridge in two gulps, Wei Lan put down the bowl and licked her red lips from anger.

Just as he was about to get up and wash the dishes, he heard a faint conversation coming from afar, as if Gu Chao was back.

 Wei Lan felt suspicious in her heart, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, pushed the bowl and chopsticks in her hand on the table, and stood up quickly.

Wei Lan sat with her back to the main room, thinking that Gu Chao was back, so she hurried to the front yard.

Just after taking two steps, her body suddenly stopped.

The man is tall and muscular, about the same size as Gu Chao. He stands against the light and cannot see his appearance clearly, but he can vaguely see the pale blue uniform on the man's body and the dark brown belt with a metal buckle on his narrow waist.

 It’s... it’s Yanyi!

Wei Lan's eyes were wide open, the pupils were weak, and the smile on his small face was fading at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

 …

 Yan Yi had just said hello to Granny Gu and said that she wanted to see Wei Lan if she had anything to do. Granny Gu knew that Wei Lan had known Yan Yi since Wei Lan was in the capital, and thought that Wei Lan and Yan Yi had the same relationship as the educated youth.

Grandma Gu did not stop her, she eagerly pointed the way and told Yanyi that Wei Lan was in the kitchen.

Yanyi thanked Grandma Gu, stomped off the mud on his riding boots at the doorstep, and brushed off a thin layer of snow on his shoulders.

Just as he was about to walk into the house, he heard the movement at the end of the hall. Yanyi followed the sound and met the eyes of Wei Lan, who had a pale and cold face.

Yanyi stood against the light. Wei Lan couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could see all the details of Wei Lan's facial expression.

The charming girl has thick black hair hanging down her shoulders, and her face is slightly pale, like a bright flower stained by hoarfrost in the morning...

 However, a variety of complex emotions flashed across the face of this delicate flower.

 Astonishment, disbelief, doubt and…

Fear?

 This flower did not bloom for him. Yanyi's breath was stagnant, he took a big step, and when he was about to settle, he took it back.

He stood at the door of the Gu family hall and handed the rattan box forward, "I came today to see you on business."

Yanyi frowned slightly, finally lowered his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Can we... chat?"

Wei Lan's lips twitched, and she nodded slightly after hesitating for a moment, "Come this way."

After saying that, he walked to the kitchen first.

 …

Inviting Yan Yi to sit down at the table, Wei Lan put the dishes and chopsticks on the table into the basin, scooped out a ladle of water and soaked it, then picked up the boiling water that was almost on the table, took two pills, took a sip of water and swallowed it Go down.

Yanyi put the box on the table and kept following Wei Lan with his eyes. Seeing Wei Lan taking medicine, he frowned slightly: "Are you sick?"

 “A little cold, it’s almost gone.” Wei Lan nodded, unfamiliar with business.

Since the last confession to Yanyi, Wei Lan's mood has changed again. From the original resistance, there is a hint of fear.

 She was actually a little scared.

Yanyi is a person who is paranoid about himself. She is afraid that Yanyi will not be able to accept it and will become paranoid and behave irrationally.

In order to ensure his own safety and not be harmed, after Wei Lan drank the water, he squatted at the door of the backyard, pretending to add firewood to the stove, and kept as far away from the man sitting at the table as possible.

The elephant trunk pot on the stove was bubbling, and the unique smell of **** soup emerged. Besides, there was still a fire in the stove, so there was no need to add firewood.

Yanyi could see through Wei Lan's little thoughts at a glance.

 He patted the table and said, "Come and sit, I don't eat people."

"...I'm not afraid of you. I'm sick and need to drink **** soup. Can't I pour the **** soup?" Wei Lan choked and said harshly.

Pouring himself a bowl of **** soup with his heart pounding, Wei Lan stood up slowly, frowning, and pretending to be impatient: "I'm not a prisoner, don't treat me like you interrogate prisoners. "

"There's no need to interrogate prisoners." Seeing that she still refused to come over, Yanyi was silent, then said patiently in a soft tone: "When it comes to business, we should sit down and talk face to face. This is respect for each other."

Wei Lan couldn't resist, so she walked to the table and sat down opposite him.

 The enamel jar is filled with brown **** soup. It has just been boiled. It is steaming and a bit hot to the touch.

Wei Lan held it in her hands, and quickly let go of her hand when it was burned. The burning sensation in her fingers still lingered, so she rubbed it and subconsciously pinched the cold earlobe to relieve the pain.

 It was snowing outside the house, and the two people were sitting face to face in the house, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Yan Yi didn't speak for a long time. Wei Lan thought about it again and again, so he had to take the initiative and asked, "Why are you here today?"

“I have thought about what you said that day seriously.” Yanyi lowered his eyes, his tone was soft and hoarse, as if he was falling into memories.

 Mentioning what happened last time, Wei Lan felt a little nervous. She unconsciously held the enamel jar with her hand and shivered again because of the burn, almost spilling the water.

Yanyi frowned and raised his hand suddenly to see if Wei Lan had been burned.

When he was about to cross the table, Wei Lan, who had been burned twice, had already pushed the enamel jar aside and came over with a humble expression, "You continue to talk."

Yanyi's hands shook for a moment, then clenched into fists and fell back onto his knees.

  “I think you are right.”

“You are you, she is she, no matter whether you are the same person or not, it is all a matter of sesame seeds and rotten millet.”

 “I shouldn’t have been holding on to the past.”

Wei Lan frowned slightly. She could tell that Yan Yi had no intention of continuing to entangle, but the direction of the development of things was still somewhat different from what she had imagined.

She lowered her eyes and sighed softly, her long eyelashes creating a slight silhouette on her lower eyelids, "Maybe what I did was very selfish, but I hope you can understand that if the real Wei Lan was still around, she would definitely not want to see you like this. Looks like."

He looked haggard, as if his energy had been rubbed off his body.

If the original Wei Lan also liked Yanyi, then she would definitely not want to see Yanyi in such a desolate state.

She also doesn’t want the person she likes to get involved with other women.

  No woman can accept the man she likes being courteous to another woman generously.

Just as Yanyi loves the original Wei Lan deeply, after knowing that the girl he likes has changed, facing the same face, he cannot accept her being intimate with other men. It is the same.

 Wei Lan's throat rolled, and she often questioned whether she was cruel.

 Perhaps she felt distressed or sympathized with Yanyi, but that was all. She had done her best.

 Destiny is never something that an individual can choose, just as it was not her wish for her to be transported into this world inexplicably at the beginning.

A hint of confusion appeared in Wei Lan's clear peach blossom eyes, which quickly dissipated.

She grabbed the handle of the enamel pot and dragged it back to her, pursing her lips and blowing softly, "We are going back to Beijing to visit relatives after the new year. We have already made arrangements and will leave on the second day of the new year."

I took a sip of the **** soup. I couldn’t say it tasted bad, but the spicy taste was overwhelming.

 Yanyi and the Wei family have always been close, and Wei Xueliang and Wei Mu also occupy different positions in his heart.

 Wei Lan thought, raised her eyes and looked at Yanyi with a pair of dark peach blossom eyes, "Are you going back?"

"The new director will take office after the new year, and I can't leave." Yanyi shook his head and pushed the box in front of him in the direction of Wei Lan, "This is a New Year's gift for Chief Wei and his aunt. It is difficult to mail fragile items. Can you help take it back?"

Wei Lan almost knows what Yanyi is talking about, and this is what he is talking about.

Nodding lightly, two strands of black hair fell from her shoulders, and she quickly raised her hands and tucked them behind her ears, "Okay."

Having said all that, logically speaking, he should get up and leave now.

but…

 Yanyi did not move.

 He sat there, staring at Wei Lan intently.

Wei Lan's shiny black hair is spread over her shoulders, making her face look paler and smaller, with a hint of morbidity. Her usually bright eyebrows are filled with innocence and fragility.

 She should be taken good care of.

 If, if Gu Chao can't do it, he will...

Yanyi's body suddenly froze, his head lowered and his big hands suddenly placed on the table, and his breathing became rapid in an instant.

What can you do?

 Will you **** Wei Lan back?

 No...this is ridiculous.

  She is not his Wei Lan. If she insists on it, it will be betrayal.

 His feelings will be the same as his feelings for the forty million people.

　Sincerity and unswerving loyalty!

 “You want to be happy.”

 Carry our share.

Yanyi stood up suddenly, turned around and stood as straight as a white poplar in the northwest. He never glanced at Wei Lan again and left quickly without looking back.

 After Yanyi left, Wei Lan sat in the kitchen for a long time.

 Finally, she slowly lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and whispered softly, "You too."

Yanyi is not offline

 (End of this chapter)