Tender trapping

On Friday afternoon, Ran Xu received a call from Zhuo Wenlang, asking him if he still wanted to go to work today.

"Not going." Ran Xu's cheeks were a little hot, he knew what Zhuo Wenlang meant, he was asking him about going to work in 1980.In fact, there is no better choice in front of Ran Xu, if he continues to refuse, he will appear ignorant of good and bad.

After hesitating for a while, Ran Xu asked on the phone: "Mr. Zhuo, do you still count on what you said earlier?"

"Which one?" Zhuo Wenlang deliberately teased him.

"It's... about going to work in your shop." Ran Xu's voice was uncertain, he was afraid that Zhuo Wenlang was just acting on a whim, and now he regretted it.

The man's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Of course, you are welcome at any time. Also, should you go to the hospital today to have the stitches removed?"

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Wenlang remembered it so clearly, Ran Xu's breath stopped: "Yes, thank you for remembering."

"Yeah, of course I remember. 1980 closed early this afternoon, and I'm waiting for you to finish class."

"what?"

"I'll see you in 15 minutes. I'll wait for you at the main gate of your school."

After hanging up the phone, Ran Xu still felt unreal on the way to the dormitory.

Just a week ago, he thought that he and Zhuo Wenlang would not meet each other in the future, but now it seems that they are getting closer—Zhuo Wenlang said that he would accompany him to the hospital, and asked him to have a good meal after the thread was removed. Celebrate.

Ran Xu was embarrassed to agree at first, but the man's tone was firm, and he said that this could be regarded as an "interview" by the boss for the new recruits.

There is no such good thing in the world that the boss invites guests for an interview.

But Ran Xu couldn't say a word of rejection to Zhuo Wenlang's gentle voice.

He hurried back to the dormitory to put down his things, and as soon as he left the school gate, he saw a black Audi parked by the side of the road, the same one Ran Xu had seen before.

Zhuo Wenlang rolled down the car window, as if he was communicating with the security guard at the door about the temporary parking. A few college students around looked around curiously. After all, the price of the Audi at that time was not too cheap. Besides, Zhuo Wenlang was so young and handsome. At the gate of the school, it is almost mistaken for a local student from a wealthy family.

Ran Xu was embarrassed to go there in public, but it's okay to make people wait.

He bite the bullet and walked over, Zhuo Wenlang looked up and saw him, stopped communicating with the security guard, waved to Ran Xu with a smile on his face.

The heater was fully turned on in the car, and as soon as Ran Xu entered, he felt his fingers and toes warmed up. He thanked Zhuo Wenlang while carefully fastening his seat belt. He looked so inexplicably cute.

Zhuo Wenlang looked at Ran Xu from the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye.

He just finished dealing with several shareholders in the company, and he was not in a good mood. When he walked out, Ran Xu's beautiful and clean face popped into his mind-this kid is very interesting, well-behaved and pitiful, although he is not the same as before. Compared with the ex he dated, Ran Xu was a little too young.

But he doesn't mind giving this dull rabbit a little more time, after all, in Zhuo Wenlang's view, the chase game in love is also a kind of alternative romance.

Zhuo Wenlang changed into a casual outfit today, with a white shirt over a gray round-neck sweater and those thin-rimmed glasses, which looked quite academic.

Ran Xu couldn't hold back to take a second look in the rearview mirror, but Zhuo Wenlang caught him straight.

"Mr. Zhuo." He said awkwardly, "Thank you for being with me today, but actually I feel a little embarrassed to delay the store's business hours."

Zhuo Wenlang laughed: "Xiao Xu, did you notice something?"

"Ok?"

"Every time you see me, you say thank you." Zhuo Wenlang turned on the car music, which was still piano music, soothing and gentle, "Relax, am I that scary?"

"How could it be?" Ran Xu shook his head quickly.

"Then don't keep saying thank you, it's better to change the subject." Zhuo Wenlang turned back and concentrated on driving, "How did you solve the previous promotional materials?"

"Zhuo Minghui helped me repair the back, and now it has been sent to be printed." Ran Xu touched his nose embarrassedly, so it seems that he has troubled the two brothers of the Zhuo family all over the place.

After realizing it, Ran Xu remembered the delicate relationship between the two brothers of the Zhuo family. He raised his eyes and secretly looked at Zhuo Wenlang's expression, but he didn't see any fluctuations in that person's expression.

Zhuo Wenlang just smiled in surprise: "Oh? Does that kid know how to help his classmates?"

Ran Xu didn't know how to answer, he nodded, and heard the man next to him sigh in a low voice: "It seems that it's a little bit more about letting him go back to school..." Before he finished speaking, the smile on his face fade some.

Ran Xu didn't pay much attention to Zhuo Wenlang's expression. At that moment, he was worried about whether it would hurt to remove the stitches, and he was focused on staring at his tightly wrapped hands.

Coincidentally, it was the same doctor who came to the hospital twice.

Seeing the degree of healing of Ran Xu's wound, the female doctor nodded with satisfaction: "He recovered very quickly, as expected of a young man, it seems that your brother is also supervising well." She looked up at Zhuo Wenlang.

The relationship between the two was misunderstood last time. Ran Xu was afraid that Zhuo Wenlang would be upset, so he wanted to explain, but Zhuo Wenlang suddenly touched the back of his neck and pinched it soothingly.

Zhuo Wenlang did not refute the doctor's words. On the contrary, he followed the words politely: "My brother has been very obedient these past two days, and your suture skills are also good... Will this leave a scar?" He looked at Ran Xu's hand .

The wound was not too big, but because the wound was relatively irregular, the scab had not yet fallen off, and it was crooked.

Ran Xu subconsciously wanted to turn his hands over to cover the wound, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhuo Wenlang's eyes—there was no disgust or disgust as imagined, and even... a little distressed?

Ran Xu was afraid that he would make a mistake, his heart beat fast and he lowered his head.

The doctor didn't notice the small movements of the two people here, so she quickly wrote two lines on the list: "Even if you keep it, it shouldn't be too big, and it should fade away in a few years."

Ran Xu didn't really hear what the doctor was saying afterward, he just kept replaying Zhuo Wenlang's "my brother" just now and the tactile sensation left on the skin of the back of his neck in his mind.

Zhuo Wenlang's kindness to him seemed to have gone beyond his comprehension, and now Ran Xu's brain was in a state of shutdown, no matter what Zhuo Wenlang said, he would only agree.

Things were a little different from what he expected, and the relationship between him and Zhuo Wenlang seemed to be more than a problem that could be solved by a "good impression".

Ran Xu became nervous, he couldn't let Zhuo Wenlang see his filthy thoughts, he was thinking about those shady thoughts even though he was taken care of in every possible way, even treating him as his "brother".

That feeling is like a mouse nesting in a stinky ditch, it can't be seen.

Ran Xu made up his mind to hide it well.

However, Zhuo Wenlang didn't know about his mental activities, he just saw that Ran Xu didn't move his chopsticks much with the food in front of him, thinking that he didn't like it.

"What's wrong? Are you not used to the food here?"

Across the table, Zhuo Wenlang waved his hand in front of Ran Xu, and thoughtfully suggested: "If you are not used to the dishes on the table, you can tell me, remove them and ask them to serve others."