Jiang Sui Qinghe

After the release of Fengyun's Christmas special issue, it aroused great repercussions.

Among them, the article "Change" in Lu Qinghe's column "Hundred States", because the delicate writing style is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it has been reprinted on various forums and websites, and has received rave reviews.

Many people said that because of his "Change", they wanted to go to Wushan to see the special Christmas tree, and many people said that they wanted to go to the orphanage in Anning Town to see those children. The hospital launched a fundraiser.

Lu Qinghe felt very relieved, but he was also very distressed.Because of this special issue, he has become somewhat famous in the industry. Many magazines have already called him to invite him to write, and some magazines are offering high salaries to poach talent.

Some people think that this special issue has become very strange.

This person is Romanty.

She originally wanted to discuss with Lu Qinghe what she found strange, but seeing that Lu Qinghe was too busy answering and receiving calls, she had to give up.

The popularity of the special issue made everyone smile. Even if the company is not closed for Christmas, everyone is still full of energy.

Only Lu Qinghe.Because, he has already answered the phone and received soft hands.

He also didn't know how his mobile phone number was leaked out, and the successive strange numbers made him dizzy.

It wasn't until Jiang Sui called that he suddenly pulled out of that busy world.It has been two days since I met him on the 17th floor.

Jiang Sui's phone number was saved on the day he said he wanted to go on a blind date, and Lu Qinghe only saved the word Jiang.He originally wanted to keep Mr. Jiang, but he was inexplicably tired of the sense of distance exuded by these two.He thought about Cunjiang Sui, but he could feel a sense of strangeness inexplicably.

These two feelings made him want to resist for no reason.

After deleting, deleting and typing on the phone for a long time, he only saved one word Jiang.

"Boss Jiang." Lu Qinghe picked up the phone.

"Are you free tonight?" Jiang Sui asked.

Thinking of the man holding his coat at the door on the 17th floor, Lu Qinghe suddenly felt panicked.

"There are still many things that have not been done, and I want to go home and rest for a while at night." Lu Qinghe whispered.

"Okay, I'll take you home tonight." Unexpectedly, Jiang Sui agreed.

Lu Qinghe was slightly taken aback with the hand holding the phone, and the words of refusal suddenly stuck in his throat.

"Yeah," he heard himself say.

As soon as night falls, the festive atmosphere blows across the face.

Lu Qinghe stood by the window of the office, staring blankly at the colorful Christmas trees in the shops outside the window.

He was the only one left in the office, and he didn't know how long he had been standing here.He thought that Jiang Sui would not wait for him, or that he had already left by himself.

When he walked to the parking lot to confirm, Jiang Sui poked his head out of the car and said, "Are you done?"

He was gentle and never impatient.

Lu Qinghe pursed his lips, nodded, opened the door and got in the car.

Jiang Sui looked at him and said, "Have you read the special issue?"

It was only then that Lu Qinghe remembered that the day before the release of the special issue, Editor-in-Chief Zhang had already brought a sample to the office, because he was busy at the time and didn't have time to read it.Afterwards, he was even more overwhelmed by a bunch of phone calls, and he hasn't looked at them until now.

"I haven't had time to see it yet." Lu Qinghe said truthfully.

Jiang Sui opened the drawer in the car, took out the special issue and handed it to him.

Different from the simple cover of "Feng Yun" in the past, the cover of this special issue is colorful.The whole magazine is red with green dots inside, which looks very Christmas atmosphere.

"Designed by Xiao Jie." Jiang Sui said, "The man you saw at the door that day."

Thinking of Xiao Jie's jealousy, Jiang Sui smiled and said, "Open it and have a look."

Lu Qinghe felt panicky when he thought of that person, but he didn't show it, he just opened the first page of the magazine obediently.

However, there are no articles on the first page.There are only two poems in the middle, and Lu Qinghe feels familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere before.

The content of the poem is: May I be like a star king like the moon, and the night and night stream will be bright and clean.

Lu Qinghe was stunned.

He suddenly remembered where he saw this poem, on Jiang Sui's computer that day.

He looked up at Jiang Sui, Jiang Sui smiled gently and said, "This is my Christmas present for you."

His words were like a gentle wind, causing ripples on the calm lake in Lu Qinghe's heart.

The verse in front of me, which has nothing to do with the magazine, fell into the lake in my heart like a stone covered with honey.That stone, Gudong, Gudong, finally, sweet into the bottom of my heart.

Little bits and pieces of the past with Jiang Sui slowly surfaced in his mind, and those pictures were like dipped in honey, making him intoxicated, obsessed, and his mind fluttered.

How legitimate is your relationship?I'm afraid it's the same as He Zhilin and Qi Yu!

Chi Lu's words suddenly made him fall into a dark abyss, and the chill in the abyss made his hands and feet cold.

"Let's get some sleep." After a long time, Lu Qinghe looked at him and said.

Jiang Sui was stunned.

Lu Qinghe knew what he was talking about. He had thought about this sentence for a long time in the office.

He is aware of his affection for Jiang Sui, and at the same time, he is also afraid that this affection will eventually be in vain.He wants to use the most stupid way to practice, and this is the only way for him to confirm whether his heartbeat will be let down.

If Jiang Sui gets it and abandons it, then he will stay far away from him. Whether he resigns or changes jobs in another city, he will never think about this person again.

on the contrary……

If Jiang Sui is steadfast, then he can be the moon or a star, as bright as his stream.

This is like a bet, using his heart, betting on Jiang Sui's true feelings.

Jiang Sui suddenly smiled, looked at Lu Qinghe in front of him, fondled his hair and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After finishing speaking, he took off his seat belt, got out of the car and opened the door for Lu Qinghe.

Lu Qinghe put away the magazine in his hand and followed Jiang Sui's pace.

This familiar room exudes a faint fragrance, because of the bouquet of Ome plums placed on the coffee table.

After Jiang Sui brought him a nightgown, he turned around and went to take a bath.

The sound of rushing water in the bathroom suddenly became very clear. It was obviously not hot, but a thin layer of sweat broke out on his palms.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Sui came out of the bathroom. He wiped his hair and said, "Hurry up and take a bath, it's warm now."

Lu Qinghe nodded, took his bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

The thumping heartbeat became very obvious in the small bathroom, Lu Qinghe looked at himself in the mirror, blushing unreasonably.

He wiped his face with cold water first, took a deep breath before turning on the shower to take a bath.

The bathrobe was full of Jiang Sui's smell. It was not the first time he had smelled this familiar smell.He suddenly remembered that when he entered this room for the first time, Jiang carried the same smell at that time, and the smell made people feel comfortable and at ease.

He originally thought it was the smell of body wash, but he had used body wash before, and it didn't smell like this. He had also used shampoo, and it didn't smell like this either.

This taste is unique to Jiang Sui.

Walking out of the bathroom, Jiang Sui was sitting at his desk. He was wearing glasses and looked like he was working.

Seeing him coming out, Jiang Sui took off his glasses, took the hair dryer at hand and said, "Come here, I'll blow your hair."

Lu Qinghe obediently walked over.

Jiang Sui stood up and motioned him to sit down.

The chair was warm, Jiang Sui's temperature, and the hair dryer was also warm, which made the back of Lu Qinghe's ears a little itchy.

He wanted to reach out to scratch, but his hand touched the hair dryer in Jiang Sui's hand.

"Where is it itching?" Jiang Sui said clearly when he saw the situation.

Lu Qinghe couldn't help but feel his face getting hot, he whispered: "The base of the ear..."

Jiang Sui changed his hand to dry his hair, and gently rubbed the base of Lu Qinghe's ear with his thumb.

His movements were very light, but he didn't know that the base of the ears was the most sensitive part of Lu Qinghe, and he couldn't resist this kind of artificial friction.

After realizing that his face was getting redder, he quickly pushed away Jiang Sui's hand and said, "Okay, it doesn't itch anymore."

A smirk appeared on Jiang Sui's lips, he rubbed his hair and said, "It's almost done, go to sleep."

Lu Qinghe stood up blushing, a little at a loss and said: "You..."

Jiang Sui put on his glasses and sat down. Seeing his blushing, he smiled softly and said, "Go to bed first, I'll be right back."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at him and lowered his head to sort out the documents in front of him.

Lu Qinghe turned around holding his forehead, his face was so hot that he could fry an egg.