Good Night, Liang Xiao

……No way?

Ye Ji'an didn't change his expression, he withdrew his hand and said sincerely: "Okay, I will pay attention."

Liang Xiao put down the cigarette stick, with a sharp peppermint smell, he nodded, "I'm going back too, and listen to the senior's advice not to fish."

He spoke very well and took what Ye Ji'an said just now seriously.Ye Ji'an is not a big leader, nor does he belong to those with deep experience. Over the past few years, he has struggled to take up the responsibility of the boss and also maintain the eagerness of young people to learn. Sometimes he feels that the only difference between himself and ordinary employees is that there is a separate office.In fact, only making money is the top priority in this company, and the bureaucracy of whoever is big and who is small has to be put aside. For example, Liang Xiao, a new returnee with outstanding work ability, often doesn't really take anyone seriously.

Therefore, when he followed him like a child and went back to the office talking about work issues, Ye Ji'an and the colleagues who met him nodded in greeting, inexplicably elated, and even the tattoo was exposed again. The bad feeling also faded by three points.

Am I showing off?It's like showing off your brother's competition certificate to the neighbors when you were a child.he thought so.

Ye Ji'an's lunch break was still busy that day.

First, while most of his colleagues were eating, he ran to another floor to find a remote bathroom, and observed himself in the white shirt back and forth.Two or three meters away from the mirror, he stared dryly but couldn't see any tattoos protruding from under the fabric.The shirt didn't fit him tightly, but it was thick enough.However, when he took a few steps closer and pressed against the mirror, he seemed to be able to see some clues—for example, his shoulders seemed to be faintly blue.

dizzy?

Ye Ji'an returned to the office resentfully, and found Liang Xiao's resume to read again.A local, he has studied abroad since high school, has rich extracurricular experience, graduated from an Ivy League school with a bachelor's degree, worked in a venture capital company in New York for a year and a half, and decided to return to China to develop...

These were Ye Ji'an's early impressions.

What he's looking at is age.

Sure enough, not much.Seven years younger than myself.

Ye Ji'an remembered that he had attended Liang Xiao's interview as a consultant, that is, more than two months ago, this person's Chinese was average but his organization was clear, and his comfortable sense of self-confidence impressed him deeply.In the days that followed, Liang Xiao never looked for trouble at work, and never asked him for a vacation, so the interaction between the two was limited to discussions at the meeting and handovers after the meeting, and they would only turn off the lights when they worked overtime together. Say hello when.Occasional dinners, the wine tables are far apart.

Ye Ji'an's position on the left and right has basically been fixed for a long time, Liang Xiao also has a group of friends around him, most of them are young girls, and there are also a lot of young men he can chat with.Ye Ji'an inadvertently glanced a few times, and could only come to the conclusion that everyone loves smart and handsome guys.

Now, Liang Xiao looked at him in the two-inch photo, as if he had listed the bright future in his resume.On the other hand, looking back at his lackluster dog days, Ye Ji'an closed the computer for seven years in vain.

Okay, okay, he said to himself, you want to die every day again.

Then I squatted on my stomach for 15 minutes and started my afternoon work.

The report to the boss is once every half a month, and this time it went smoothly, but there is a lot more to work overtime.It was early four o'clock when Ye Ji'an returned to the department, and he rushed to arrange the work before the off-duty time. He was looking at the year-end bonus in his heart, and he was going to go home later, so he could finish some documents while he was fresh.

In early autumn in the north, it got dark quite quickly, and the strong wind was blowing outside through a glass wall, and the 30-storey building seemed to be shaking slightly.But Ye Ji'an didn't notice it until he heard the knock on the door, and he came back to his senses. Looking at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

The seats are basically empty.

Only Liang Xiao stood outside his glass door.

"Please come in." Ye Ji'an clicked save and rubbed his eyes.

Liang Xiao was still feeling cold, and held a plastic bag in his hand, "Senior, haven't you had dinner yet?" He put the bag on the table, and pulled out two boxes, "Please choose one for the thank you gift that morning."

It's an instant meal box from the convenience store downstairs.Sichuan style rattan pepper beef and American baked rice.

"No need," Ye Ji'an carefully maintained his politeness, "Aren't you going home yet?"

"I don't want to go back." Liang Xiao's reason was simple and rude enough, "Choose one." He insisted.

Ye Ji'an thought for a while, and this person's taste should be more Western-style, so he chose fat beef, "Thank you, let's eat together."

"No need." Liang Xiao left another box of yogurt for him, and left.

Ye Ji'an's scalp felt a little tight—the juice sandwich two days ago, was it really that easy to guess?He couldn't figure out what Liang Xiao meant. After that day, he didn't tell about the tattoo, but today he brought up the old story again, and it scared him enough... Maybe he just said it casually?

He felt that he thought too much and was too trivial, like a middle-aged aunt, he might as well eat something to pad his stomach.I raised my hand to touch it, and found that the boxed lunch was cold. Looking up again, the person who delivered the food had already started eating it at the work station, and it was quite delicious.

Ye Ji'an walked out of the office with the lunch box in his hand, "Is it hot?" He came to Liang Xiao.

"No." Liang Xiao looked up at him and put down the spoon.

"Convenience stores have microwave ovens, and so do we. Xiao Li from the general affairs department didn't tell you, right?" Ye Ji'an pointed in the direction of the tea room, "Remember to heat it up later, otherwise you'll be full of cheese and meat sauce."

As he said that, he picked up the box of baked rice and took it to the tea room together with his rattan pepper beef. Liang Xiao followed behind him, "I'm not very good at using a microwave oven."

"Huh?" Ye Ji'an turned around.

Liang Xiao's eyelids twitched, looking uncomfortable, "I thought this kind of box would explode if I put it in."

"No, this is microwave food." Ye Ji'an smiled.What does this person usually eat?It doesn't look like the kind that cooks for itself, does it?I don't know what fast food in the US looks like.However, if you think about it again, the box is full of dense Chinese, and Liang Xiao's life experience and work content can only guarantee that he can use English proficiently. Usually, he can't speak fast, and Ye Ji'an can almost understand it. .

"Choose this file, usually [-] seconds is enough." He taught patiently.

Liang Xiao nodded seriously.

After more than 90 seconds, both of them served steaming box lunches.Ye Ji'an turned off the light in the tea room and went back to the office. This time, Liang Xiao took the initiative to follow, apparently wanting to eat with him.

So Ye Ji'an looked at the chair on the other side of the desk, "Sit down."

Liang Xiao didn't move, "Does senior care about tattoos?"

Ye Ji'an froze for a moment, and immediately returned to calm and decent, "Thank you for keeping the secret for me," he sat back on the cushion chair, and smiled wearily, "Others will be scared if they find out, it's too out of harmony."

"No, I think it's beautiful." Liang Xiao put down the lunch box and rested his fingertips on his table.

Come on, this time it's not even "cool", it's directly "beautiful".This was the first time Ye Ji'an was described in this way.

"Actually, I regret it." He raised his eyes.

It happened to meet Liang Xiao's line of sight, under the bright white light, those two thin single eyelids looked full of energy, only to hear him say again: "Don't worry, senior, I'm not the kind of person who likes to disclose other people's privacy. Very hard, I remember you also wear long sleeves in August, right?"

"Fortunately."

"I also want to get a tattoo." Liang Xiao sighed, "But I didn't think about the content."

"You'd better figure it out, or you'll want to wash it off every day," Ye Ji'an didn't want to see the young man make the same low-level mistakes as himself, "just like me now."

Liang Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"I'm going to wash off part of it after the annual leave." Ye Ji'an said again.

"Will it be painful? Such a large area may not be cleaned cleanly, and there may be accidents if it is not handled properly," Liang Xiao frowned, pursing his thin lips, recalling, "Last year's news, in South Korea, someone The skin was rotten, black and yellow blisters swelled along the washed away lines, and the pus made the skin translucent, which would break if touched, like being poisoned by aliens in a science fiction film."

This description was too realistic and graphic, and Ye Ji'an's spine felt chills when he heard it, and he felt that his complexion must be not very good. "You're right, but what you said before is also right." He twisted his stiff knee secretly, "It doesn't look like a big problem from a distance, but when I look closely, I find that the place where it sticks to the skin is indeed a little different. "

Ye Ji'an wasn't sure if he expressed himself clearly, but Liang Xiao obviously understood immediately, "Then don't let anyone get so close to you," he said with a serious face, "except me."

"Sorry, just kidding, please relax a bit," he picked up his baked rice and bowed slightly, "I still have some data to analyze, seniors continue to be busy."

Ye Ji'an looked at him silently, his legs under the desk were unconsciously clamped.This is a sign of nervousness, such as when the general manager speaks at the table and mentions his department in an ambiguous tone.

Why does this brat always give him the same sense of oppression as his boss?Obviously polite to the point of step-by-step.Ye Ji'an felt that he was overwhelmed.What if the whole company knew exactly how many heavy metal bands he had tattooed on his body?

Well, that would only make me want to die more.

"Come on, don't go home too late." He maintained his superior demeanor.

Liang Xiao was walking to the door, and turned around when he heard the words, "By the way, what do seniors usually do during the year-end physical examination?"

"Go to the hospital over there alone, and hand in the physical examination report."

"I want to be with Senior."

"And me?"

"Because I also have a secret, the physical examination will be discovered by others, but if the seniors also know my secret, won't they be so afraid of me?"

After that, he smiled brightly, opened the door and left.