The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Shen Heqiu pinched the phone, looking at the WeChat message hesitantly.

He didn't want to see Song Mingyuan again...

Shen Heqiu was wringing his brows in distress when the cell phone in his hand vibrated suddenly, startling him.

He looked at the caller ID above, it was Mr. Yi's call.

Shen Heqiu held the phone, and the heat that had just gone off his face came back up again. He hesitated for a while before answering the call.

"Hey……?"

Yi Sheng listened to Shen Heqiu's soft voice on the phone, and said with a gentle smile, "Drunk cat woke up?"

Both Shen and Qiu Ergen were amused by Yi Sheng's tone, and he replied falteringly: "Get up, get up."

Yi Sheng tapped on the table, motioned Assistant Cheng who had just opened the door to wait a moment, and continued to talk to Shen Heqiu, "Are strawberries delicious?"

"Hmm." Shen Heqiu responded, afraid that Yi Sheng would think he was being perfunctory, so he hurriedly added, "Very sweet...delicious."

Yi Sheng chatted with him for a while, and probably knew that he had nothing uncomfortable except for a little headache, so he felt relieved.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi." Shen Heqiu recalled yesterday's lesson, rolled the words on the tip of his tongue a few times, and explained obediently, "Song Mingyuan, you want to apologize to me..."

He stammered to tell the story, hoping to get a reply from Yi Sheng.

Yi Cheng was very satisfied with Shen Heqiu's confession, it seemed that he had finally learned his lesson and knew how to ask him for advice when he didn't know what to do.

Finally, I have raised this little nightingale a little bit, and it doesn't feel bad.

Yi Sheng held his temper and asked instead of answering, "Does He Qiu want him to apologize?"

Shen Heqiu: "...I thought about it." But Song Mingyuan's attitude and behavior towards him yesterday made him feel scared.

Yi Sheng probably knew what was going on with Song Mingyuan. After all, there was a small problem with the cooperation that the Song family had just negotiated before. Song Qingli, Song Mingyuan's father, should know that he was beating him, and he must have taught Song Mingyuan a lesson when he went back.

Yi Sheng smiled: "Since Song Mingyuan wants to apologize to you in person, let him apologize in person."

"Then wait to see him when we go to the coffee shop in two days." Yi Sheng paused, remembering Shen Heqiu's timidity, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, he doesn't dare to do anything."

After the phone was hung up, Assistant Cheng came over and put the document in front of Yi Sheng.

"Mr. Yi, just now Mr. Song called and said he wanted to talk to you face to face."

Yi Cheng leaned back on the chair in a leisurely manner, and glanced casually at the document: "What are you talking about?"

Assistant Cheng: "It seems to be about Mr. Xiao Shen. Mr. Song wants to apologize to you."

"Tell him, I have always distinguished between public and private, as long as his project does not go wrong, cooperation is still cooperation." Yi Sheng put down the document, with a half-smile.

"Of course, private matters are still private matters."

Lin Chengjun, who walked in behind Assistant Cheng, said, "Why are you messing with Song recently?"

Yi Sheng finished signing the document in his hand, waved Assistant Cheng out, and cast a cold glance at the gossip Lin Chengjun.

"Aren't you still working together recently? Are you really going to start like this? Are you afraid of Song's divestment?" Lin Chengjun was very curious.

Yi Sheng thought of Shen Heqiu, who was drunk last night, and said "hmm" out of nowhere.

Lin Chengjun clicked his tongue in amazement: "Hey, spend a lot of money to vent your anger on that little friend of yours."

This seems to be really caring, doesn't it?

Lin Chengjun looked at Yi Sheng, but it was limited to this. Yi Sheng looked gentle and gentle, but he was cold in his bones. He should have a measure of this kind of thing.

When Yi Sheng returned home, it was just in time for dinner. Aunt Liu made dinner and greeted him with a smile.

"Where's He Qiu?" Yi Sheng asked, but he didn't see anyone.

"Mr. Xiao Shen is still in the room. I asked him to eat, and he should be coming down later." Aunt Liu said, looking up just in time to see Shen Heqiu coming down the stairs, "Hey, I'm coming down now."

Hearing Aunt Liu's voice, Shen Heqiu glanced down quietly, and met Yi Cheng's eyes.

So Yi Cheng saw the little head that had just poked out and then shrank back, and there was the sound of pattering and running up the stairs while pulling the slippers.

Aunt Liu: "Eh? Why did you go back again? Mr. Xiao Shen?"

Yi Sheng: "..." Was he being avoided by the children?

Didn't you talk well on the phone before, why did you run away from him as soon as you came back?

Shen and Qiu ran upstairs again in one breath and shut themselves in the bedroom.

No way...he took a breath, blushed and thought with a beating heart, face-to-face communication is completely different from telephone communication...as soon as he saw Mr. Yi's face, he remembered what happened last night, and he couldn't speak for a while, just wanted to run away .

But it seems impolite to run away in front of your face...Will Mr. Yi be angry with him...

Shen Heqiu leaned against the door and sat on the ground thinking wildly, but when the door was knocked, they were startled by the sound behind them.

"Heqiu?" Yi Sheng knocked on the door, "Why are you hiding in there, haven't you eaten dinner yet?"

Shen Heqiu leaned against the door, and said in a muffled voice with flushed faces, "No, I won't eat."

If he was eating at the same table as Mr. Yi, he might be out of breath.

Yi Cheng heard his muffled voice through the door, and couldn't laugh or cry, was this to avoid people and even stopped eating?

Shen and Qiu waited by the door for a while, but they didn't hear Yi Sheng's voice, so they thought he had left.

Shen Heqiu sat on the ground, resting their chins on their knees in a little disappointment.

It's not like he really doesn't want to eat...

There was a sudden movement of the door lock, Shen Heqiu stood up from the ground abruptly, and took a few steps back.

Yi Cheng opened the door and walked in, grabbed Shen Heqiu who was still about to run, and said helplessly, "Why do you avoid me as soon as I come back?"

Could he eat people?

Shen Heqiu was held down by the shoulders, standing still and unable to run away, the heat on his face rose visibly to the naked eye: "No, I didn't hide."

Looking at his appearance, Yi Sheng probably understood that he was still shy, so he couldn't help laughing: "I want to hide after eating, but no matter what, I have to eat."

"Do you understand?"

Shen Heqiu lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yi Sheng, and when they heard his question, they quickly nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

The meal was surprisingly quiet. Shen and Qiu had small appetites, and they didn't eat much, especially today. Yi Cheng was afraid that speaking out loud would scare him into choking.

After eating, before they could say a word, they saw Shen and Qiu slip away again, their flustered appearance seemed to be hiding from some scourge.

Yi Sheng rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

This time I don't know how many small cakes I need to coax it...

After resting for a few days, Shen and Qiu went to the coffee shop again.

The atmosphere in the coffee shop today is still a bit dull because the previous party broke up badly.

The old store manager went out for a while, Shen Heqiu came in through the store door, only the little cat Puff ran over, sticky and coquettish at his feet as usual.

"Puff." Shen Heqiu picked up Puff from the ground. He didn't see Song Mingyuan among the shop assistants at work, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and carried Puff to the dressing room.

Puff obediently lay on Shen Heqiu's chest, crying childishly.

Shen Heqiu walked to the locker room and was about to open the door when there was a sudden sound from behind.

Song Mingyuan's hoarse voice came from behind, with hatred and unwillingness towards Shen Heqiu: "Shen Heqiu."

Because of Shen Heqiu, he was so force-fed in the bar that he almost went to the hospital for gastric lavage. After being carried home to sober up, he was picked up and beaten by his father Song Qingli.

How can you not hate?

Song Mingyuan's voice was hoarse, his expression was gloomy, and he no longer pretended to be the sunny look before.

Shen Heqiu hugged Puff, and was so frightened that he leaned against the door behind him and dared not move.

"I'm sorry." Song Mingyuan said through gritted teeth.

Shen Heqiu was at a loss: "Huh?"

"I shouldn't have given you alcohol yesterday, and I shouldn't have forced you..." Song Mingyuan stared at Shen Heqiu viciously, memorizing the manuscript as if squeezing toothpaste, "I won't continue to work here, and I won't pester you anymore... ..."

"...Please forgive me." Song Mingyuan squeezed out these five words from the bottom of his throat. The posture didn't look like an apology, but a threat.

He stared fiercely at Shen Heqiu, and kicked the door of the locker room against which Shen Heqiu was leaning, making a loud noise.

Provoked by the sound of kicking the door and Song Mingyuan's malice, Puff breathed fiercely at Song Mingyuan.

Shen Heqiu hugged Puff tightly, and was so nervous and frightened that he couldn't speak because of Song Mingyuan's violent behavior, his whole body was trembling slightly.

Shen Heqiu bit his lower lip, trying to calm down his shortness of breath. He didn't want to accept Song Mingyuan's apology.

Song Mingyuan forced him to the bar, poured him another drink, tried to touch him, and said something that made him uncomfortable. He didn't want to forgive him just like that.

And Mr. Yi also said, just refuse what you don't want to do...

But he was so frightened that he tried desperately to make a sound, but his vocal cords seemed to be stuck.

Song Mingyuan saw Shen and Qiu not speak for a long time, so he shouted impatiently: "Speak up! Are you dumb?"

As Song Mingyuan spoke, the expression on his face was distorted and ugly, as gloomy as a poisonous snake that vomits letters, ready to bite at any moment.

Shen Heqiu took a deep breath, he didn't want to do this anymore.

He was afraid of Song Mingyuan's terrifying expression, so he lowered his head and didn't look at it, so that he could feel better and have more courage.

Shen Heqiu opened their mouths, mustered up the courage to refuse

"Song Mingyuan!" An angry voice suddenly roared, "I asked you to apologize! What is your attitude towards people!"

Song Qingli came out from the corner and stood beside Song Mingyuan with an apologetic look on his face: "Young man, I'm really sorry, this bastard in our family is spoiled."

Shen Heqiu pursed his lips, and swallowed what he wanted to say again. He lowered his head and touched Puff's little head, his palms were sweaty.

He still couldn't do it, and he still couldn't refuse well.

Seeing this, Song Qingli raised his hand and slapped Song Mingyuan on the back of the head: "You brat hasn't apologized yet!"

Song Mingyuan grinned and rubbed the back of his head: "Old man, you—"

"Apologize!" Song Qingli shouted.

Song Mingyuan turned to Shen Heqiu reluctantly: "I'm sorry..."

Song Qingli laughed: "Look, young man, this boy also apologized, so you can forgive him."

Song Qingli thought that Shen Heqiu would follow his words and let things go like this.

It's not that Song Mingyuan hasn't had such incidents before, and it's basically settled in a few words, and if it doesn't work, he will give some money.

Song Qingli thought for a while and said, "Or do you want compensation? How much do you want?"

Shen Heqiu didn't speak, they just lowered their eyes, looking very silent and submissive.

Seeing that he didn't get a response to his words, Song Qingli felt that Shen Heqiu was close to his master, so he was proud and arrogant, and immediately frowned: "What about you child—forget it, Mingyuan also apologized to you, we can be regarded as doing our best." It's time to take responsibility."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Shen and Qiu didn't respond, he felt uneasy: "I don't do any practical things when I'm young, and I just want to do some dirty things."

If it wasn't for Yi Sheng's words, why would he say these things to such a junior?

"I don't know whether Mingyuan will touch you or not."

"I've seen a lot of people like you, and you're just in the moment. Wait until he's done playing..." Song Qingli said sarcastically, but then he frowned and had some scruples, and in the end he didn't finish his sentence.

"Let's go, brat." Song Qingli snorted coldly.

Song Mingyuan responded impatiently, and followed Song Qingli.

He looked back at Shen Heqiu who were still standing there, and smiled darkly.

Seeing that people left, Shen Heqiu hid in the locker room and let out a breath slowly. He was really not good at talking to strangers. Even if he didn't speak, just meeting people face to face made him break out in a cold sweat.

His mind was blank, and the hand holding the puff was trembling slightly.

The full-length mirror in the dressing room reflected his pale face.

he's a bit tired...

Puff rubbed against his arms, maybe sensing his discomfort, she stuck out her little tongue and licked the back of Shen Heqiu's hands.

The barb of the cat's tongue made Shen Heqiu feel painful and itchy from licking it. He held Puff's restless head: "Don't lick Puff...it hurts..."

Shen Heqiu put the puffs on the ground and calmed down a little.

He took medicine today and should be fine.

Shen Heqiu changed into uniforms, calmed down, and went out to play the piano.

Shen and Qiu sat on the piano bench as usual, and the dazzling ceiling light shone from above, giving the black and white piano keys a layer of luster.

With the beating of their hearts, Shen and Qiu gently placed their hands on the keys.

The sheet music is in front of you.

He hits the first key.

The sound of the piano flows from under the keys like water.

As it should be.

But Shen Heqiu suddenly couldn't hear the sound of the piano when the key was pressed.

There were sharp and ear-piercing screams in his ears, and the shadow in front of his eyes made him unable to see the notes on the music score clearly.

"Sing? Do you dare to continue singing—"

"Didn't I tell you to be obedient! Did I tell you to be obedient—"

There was madness in the woman's shrill voice, as if it wanted to pierce his eardrums, leaving only a sharp buzzing in his brain.

The keys were struck hard to the last note.

Shen Heqiu suddenly stood up from the piano bench, and the piano bench made a violent friction sound due to his movements.

He stumbled back to the staff lounge at the back of the store, sat on the ground, panting quickly and violently, his chest seemed to be pressed by a stone, and he couldn't breathe.

The sharp noise in his ears was still buzzing, tearing his nerves painfully.

He pinched his thigh hard, the pain made tears roll in his eyes, but he couldn't make a sound.

again...

Shen and Qiu hugged their legs and curled up in a corner.

He buried his head between his knees, only to feel that his nose and eye sockets were sore, and the tears fell more and more fiercely.

He wanted to sing, he wanted to compose music, but now he couldn't.

There was nothing he could do.

He couldn't even say a refusal...

"Xiao Qiu, someone is looking for you—Xiao Qiu?"

"Shen Heqiu, what are you doing squatting here?"

"Sorry, please let me go."

The door to the staff lounge was opened and closed, and the sound of footsteps was intertwined noisily.

In the confusion, Shen Heqiu felt someone squatting down in front of him.

The person reached out to hold his face, and his face was lifted up slightly.

"Why are you hiding here and crying?"

Yi Cheng squatted in front of Shen Heqiu, gently removed the teardrops from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and touched his red eye sockets from crying.

"Little crying bag."

"Don't cry, I'm here."