After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

The furnishings of the upstairs rooms have also been replaced with similar styles as those below.

It can be seen that Jiang Zhiyu has indeed carefully arranged it to please him, and some things are indeed gadgets he likes, such as the two night lights by the bed.

When Shen Heng bought one for himself before, Jiang Zhiyu thought it was too dazzling, but this time he installed it on both the left and right sides. It is shaped like a cloud and looks very soft.

"Do you like it? If you still want something, just tell me." Jiang Zhiyu's voice came from the door, and he felt a little sour in his heart, but soon, this feeling was regained by Shen Heng. The joy of being back at him took its place.

Shen Heng glanced at him, remained silent and did not speak again.

Jiang Zhiyu has long been mentally prepared to accept this attitude, and in fact he has long been used to it.

But he felt that he could bear it, and he could accept it slowly, slowly waiting for Shen Heng to be moved by him a little bit, so he still persisted in asking: "Are you hungry, you probably haven't eaten dinner yet."

Shen Heng turned around and walked in front of him, Jiang Zhiyu looked at him expectantly and with a smile, and the next second, Shen Heng snatched the suitcase in his hand: "Got it, I'll pack it up and go down to give it to you." You cook."

"No, that's not what I meant..." These words came out of nowhere, and they slapped Jiang Zhiyu's face like a slap in the face. His smile became a little awkward, and he opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it.

"Then what do you mean?" Shen Heng held the armrest of the suitcase, raised his eyes and stared at him calmly, there was no anger or resentment in his eyes, only the silence of a pool of stagnant water.

"I'm afraid you're hungry. There's still something in the refrigerator. If you're hungry, I'll cook for you..." Jiang Zhiyu's words suddenly fell apart, and he paused: "I remember you have hypoglycemia and don't eat on time. Can't take it."

Shen Heng's expression remained unchanged. Jiang Zhiyu couldn't figure out what he was thinking. After a few seconds, Shen Heng looked away, turned around, pulled the suitcase and walked to the closet: "No need."

"Do you have anything else to do?" Shen Heng spread the suitcase on the ground, squatted on the ground and looked up at him: "Can I go out if I have nothing to do?"

Jiang Zhiyu felt very uncomfortable, but still opened his brows and smiled: "You pack your luggage, and I'll help you here, isn't it convenient? Don't rush me away."

Shen Heng simply put down the clothes in his hands, frowning and staring at him.

"Well, I'll go out first. Call me if you have anything to do. I'm always there. If you don't want to call me, just send me a text message. I'll be right over."

Jiang Zhiyu gave several instructions, and then looked at Shen Heng greedily for several times, until he felt that Shen Heng was about to lose his temper, and then reluctantly left the bedroom, leaving the door open to prevent Shen Heng from shouting. He he can't hear.

The closet in the bedroom was also cleaned up, leaving half of the space for Shen Heng to hang his clothes, and several sets of pajamas of different sizes but the same style were neatly stacked on the partition, ranging in thickness from spring to winter.

Shen Heng didn't have many things, and the half of the space Jiang Zhiyu left for him was obviously too big, and only after he hung it up filled up the small half of it aggrievedly.

The air conditioner was always on in the house, and he was sweating a little, so he randomly picked a set from the pile of pajamas that Jiang Zhiyu had prepared, and went to the bedroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he was sitting by the bed blowing his hair, when there was a cautious knock on the door, accompanied by Jiang Zhiyu's question: "Shen Heng, may I come in?"

There was no answer from inside the room, because the door was not completely closed, Jiang Zhiyu heard the slight movement of the hair dryer, and with the plate in his hand, he slowly pushed the door open with his elbow, and at first sight He was attracted by the figure sitting on the bed.

Shen Heng was wearing a black pajamas with gold borders, which made him almost white enough to shine. Although the pajamas were buttoned up to the top button, because of this, it gave him a bit of refined abstinence. smell, and Shen Heng is really too thin, the collarbones on both sides of the shoulders almost made a bulge out of the pajamas.

He just stood at the door of the bedroom in a daze for a long time, staring at Shen Heng's small movements while blowing his hair, fascinated, until Shen Heng unplugged the hair dryer and the small buzzing sound stopped, he seemed like a dream Waking up for the first time, he walked quickly to Shen Heng with the plate in his hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "I just made some dinner, you can eat some."

He knelt down and put a plate of shrimp dumplings and fried beef with celery on the head of the bed, and said, "I also stewed some mushroom soup downstairs. You can eat it first. I'll go and watch it." Yes." Jiang Zhiyu handed the bowl and chopsticks to Shen Heng, and smiled: "I learned from the book, the taste is not bad, eat more."

After he finished speaking happily, he got up and hurried downstairs again.

Some chicken was put in the soup, Jiang Zhiyu simmered it for a while longer, and simmered it for a while until the chicken became very soft and rotten, then turned off the heat and filled a large bowl.

He tasted it himself first, and saw that hand green is an extremely delicious ingredient that doesn't need much seasoning. He ate it at Chu Yu's place two days ago, so he got some back and wanted to give Shen Heng a taste.

But this food is poisonous if it is not cooked properly, he has only been staring at the kitchen for so long, it is estimated that Shen Heng above has already had a good meal.

Jiang Zhiyu went upstairs with the soup bowl carefully as if he had found a treasure. He knocked on the door, pushed the door in, and found that Shen Heng was already sitting on the bed, holding an ipad in his hand, writing and drawing, just like before Many times, I saw the same scene after I came back.

This recognition filled Jiang Zhiyu's heart with warmth and joy. As he walked quickly to the bed, he said softly, "Shen Heng, the soup is ready, come down and taste it."

There is one similarity between him and Shen Heng, that is, both of them would never eat in bed, and they have never even eaten in the bedroom, and this is the first time today.

Shen Heng seemed to be typing, with his fingers flying across the screen, turning a deaf ear to Jiang Zhiyu's call, as if there was no one around him at all.

Jiang Zhiyu walked up to him, only to realize that Shen Heng hadn't touched the dishes and rice that he had just brought up, and what he had served was what he was now. It's getting late, it's okay not to eat, come down and have a drink of soup, or your stomach will hurt."

Shen Heng paused with his fingers on the tablet, then looked up at him: "No, you can drink it yourself."

His expression didn't look like he was angry or irritable, he just refused calmly, and Jiang Zhiyu suddenly felt a little wronged in his heart.

The two hands holding the soup bowl pressed each other, and then he muttered in a low voice, "I specially asked someone to buy mushrooms from Kunming. I also asked the locals how to make soup. It's the best drink, just take a sip, okay?"

Shen Heng lowered his head again, and turned on the screen that had just dimmed. He sighed, "I didn't ask you to do these things. You don't need to tell me how hard you worked, and I don't want to know."

"Then just take a sip, what if you think it tastes good?" Jiang Zhiyu was still trying to insist, but his tone obviously lacked some confidence.

Shen Heng continued typing without raising his head.

The bowl in his hand was still steaming slightly, and it was scattered in the room. Jiang Zhiyu lowered his head and took a sip from the bowl. It was obviously an extremely delicious soup, but it made him drink a little bit of it. Silk's bitterness.

"It's really good." Jiang Zhiyu lowered his eyes silently, and whispered, "It's okay, I'll take the food down, and if you get hungry later, I'll reheat it for you." He said to himself After finishing speaking, he bent down and picked up the untouched meals, turned around and went downstairs.

The door of the bedroom was gently closed from the outside, Shen Heng raised his eyes to look at the dark solid wood door, a few hints of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu especially hates the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen. During the time when he and Shen Heng were together, Shen Heng was very self-conscious. He would come to him only after cooking and taking a shower. This is also the same as Shen Heng once. After dinner, I went to the door to greet him after work, but Jiang Zhiyu frowned and avoided him.

He raised his arm, sniffed at his cuff, and then frowned in disgust. Shen Heng didn't eat, and he didn't bother to move his chopsticks, so he simply went upstairs to take a shower.

Jiang Zhiyu frowned the moment he opened the closet. He stared at Shen Heng's handful of clothes, relaxed his expression, and then turned around and asked him softly, "Shen Heng, are these the only clothes you have?"

"En." Shen Heng looked up, and then responded lightly.

"I'll take you to buy clothes tomorrow." Jiang Zhiyu seemed to have suddenly found something that made him happy, and his tone was lighter than before. He pointed to the large vacant space, "Fill this place .”

"I'm not you." Shen Heng said suddenly, hearing that Jiang Zhiyu was confused, he paused: "What?"

"I'm not you, I still have to go to work." After Shen Heng finished speaking, he looked away and stopped looking at him.

"Then wait until you are on vacation. I remember that your law firm is on vacation on weekends, or this week..."

"I'm going to work overtime this weekend." Shen Heng interrupted him.

"Lawyers are just too busy, and your rubbish boss has given you so much..." Jiang Zhiyu's slightly gloomy tone came to an abrupt end when Shen Heng glanced over him coldly, before he suddenly realized what he had just said. After saying something, he suddenly became a little flustered.

"I'm sorry, Shen Heng, I didn't mean to say this, you can do whatever you like, I will never interfere with you, I will respect all your decisions in the future." Jiang Zhiyu sat down by the bed, his tone was urgent, as if I want to prove myself urgently: "In the future, I will definitely respect you and love you..."

"Okay." Shen Heng frowned: "If you really want to respect me, don't talk on the sidelines while I'm working, it's really noisy."

Jiang Zhiyu's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything. He slowly got up from the bed, turned around, picked up his clothes and walked lightly into the bathroom.

In order not to disturb Shen Heng, Jiang Zhiyu soaked in the bathtub for more than an hour before coming out. When he came out, Shen Heng was almost busy, and he was backing up all the framework and form data made tonight in the cloud disk .

Although the contract dispute case he took was not big, the business secrets and customer information involved in it were too cumbersome, so he had to read it several times and sort it out from beginning to end.

"Huh? The name of this company seems familiar." Jiang Zhiyu wore the same style of black gold-edged pajamas as Shen Heng, walked to the other side of the bed and sat down, looked at his tablet with his head, and raised his eyebrows.

In Shen Heng's opinion, his behavior was nothing to talk about, so he just silently saved the file, put the tablet aside, and immediately turned around and lay down on the side with Jiang Zhiyu behind his back.

"Shen Heng." Jiang Zhiyu gently put his hand on Shen Heng's shoulder, as if he was afraid of scaring him, but just such a simple touch made his voice tremble with joy: " Don't sleep yet, let's chat."

Shen Heng didn't move or speak, only his body was heaving up and down with the sound of light breathing.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the fair neck that was so close in front of him, and couldn't help but poked his head over, sniffing at Shen Heng's earlobe.

Both of them used the same body wash and shampoo, but he just felt that the one on Shen Heng's body smelled better, which made him unable to help himself, and made him distracted.

Shen Heng moved his body, and then sat up from the bed under Jiang Zhiyu's surprised gaze.

Jiang Zhiyu was really surprised. Although he said that he wanted to talk to Shen Heng, he was sincere, but he didn't have any hope at all when he said it.Shen Heng hates himself so much now that he doesn't even bother to say a word, and being able to give himself a little reaction is already considered a gift. He didn't expect that Shen Heng really wouldn't sleep, and even sat up directly from the bed.

Under the excitement, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't find anything to talk about for a while. The happiness on his face was obvious, but soon, this happiness froze on his face, and transformed into the shock and joy of being hit by someone's acupuncture points. Numbly.

Shen Heng sat up from the bed, and looked at him as he started to unbutton his jacket with an extremely serious expression.

When Jiang Zhiyu came to his senses, Shen Heng was already undoing the last one. He quickly grabbed Shen Heng's wrist and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

Shen Heng looked at him puzzled, as if he felt strange about his reaction: "What are you doing? Hurry up to do it, I have to go to work tomorrow, don't make it too late."

"Wait..." Jiang Zhiyu almost exhausted his self-control to prevent Shen Heng from continuing.

Only the bottom button was left unbuttoned, and the white and tender skin was hidden under the pure black pajamas fabric, and the two sides of the neckline were loosely opened, pure and wavy, full of styles.

Jiang Zhiyu helped him gather his clothes, and looked away: "Shen Heng, I don't want to be with you because of this." His hoarse tone was suppressed, and he sounded a little more serious.

Shen Heng stared at Jiang Zhiyu's eyes that he was trying not to open, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his lips. He broke away from Jiang Zhiyu's clamp on his arm, moved his eyes down, and then raised his eyes and sneered: "What are you pretending to be?" ? It’s not because of this, so don’t react.”

"I'm sorry." Jiang Zhiyu apologized to him suddenly without thinking, and then said in a serious tone: "I used to be a bastard, I was a beast, I don't care about your body and mood, I will never do that again, Wait until you accept me again one day."

He seemed to be making up his mind: "At that time, I will treat you well, let you have fun, make you comfortable, now, now I will not force you..."

"Go to sleep." Under Shen Heng's cold gaze, he helped him put his clothes back on in a hurry, then reached out to turn on the two bedside lamps, and turned off the bedroom lights: "Have a good rest, I will send you to work tomorrow .”

Jiang Zhiyu lay down on the bed with his arms around Shen Heng, and Shen Heng turned his back to him, and he hugged Shen Heng's waist from behind, patted him gently like a child, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Shen Heng has been very nervous recently, so even though he didn't want to admit it, he fell asleep quickly and deeply in Jiang Zhiyu's arms.

When the breathing of the person in his arms had completely stabilized, Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled his hand out of Shen Heng's arm.

When Shen Heng fell asleep, he unconsciously hugged one of his arms. It may be because in his sleep, his body was brought into a familiar embrace, so he unconsciously moved as before.

This realization made Jiang Zhiyu ecstatically alone for a while, but he didn't dare to make any movement, so he could only pursed his lips and sniggered alone.

He got out of bed softly and went into the bathroom again.

He reacted the moment he saw Shen Heng unbuttoning his jacket one by one, and this was out of his control. Since Shen Heng left, he has been abstinent until now, how could he be able to withstand this visual stimulation.

"Fortunately, I can hold back." He sighed in his heart while taking a shower, otherwise Shen Heng's misunderstanding of him would be deeper.

He was wrapped in a cold air, and he was afraid that the ice would hit Shen Heng, so he stood and sat on the edge of the bed until his body warmed up, and then carefully went to bed again to hug the person he was thinking of.

Shen Heng read something uncomfortably, Jiang Zhiyu responded softly, and he fell back into a deep sleep.

...

Before the alarm clock rang the next day, Shen Heng opened his eyes.

The familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him made him react for a while before he remembered where he was now. He sat up from the bed with his hands propped up, and Jiang Zhiyu had long since disappeared by his side.

Changed his clothes and went downstairs. Jiang Zhiyu was heating milk in a saucepan. Seeing him coming down, he smiled brightly: "You're awake, let's have breakfast."

Shen Heng walked to the dining table and sat down. There was a table of breakfast on the table. There were many varieties, both Chinese and Western, but the amount was quite small, but it was more than enough for two people.

"You used to cook for me, so I didn't know what you like to eat, so I made some of it, but from now on, I will remember your preferences well." Jiang Zhiyu handed him a glass of milk, Sitting down beside him, she said softly, "I'll drive you after dinner."

Shen Heng lowered his head and bit a piece of vegetarian roast goose, eating seriously.

"These things are all half-cooked and semi-finished products. I got up early and warmed them up, and it took a lot of time." Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be asking for praise. He looked at Shen Heng eagerly, but Shen Heng just drank silently. He sipped milk without even raising his eyes.

Seeing him eating so seriously, Jiang Zhiyu felt a little hungry. He took a sip of coffee, and casually put some food into his bowl.

Arriving downstairs in the law firm, Jiang Zhiyu watched Shen Heng's action of unbuttoning his seat belt reluctantly. He didn't know where his temper came from, and suddenly he was a little unhappy and said: "It would be great if you worked in my company, what do I say?" I can see you all the time."

Shen Heng paused, and ignored him.

However, Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be seriously thinking about the possibility of Shen Heng going to work in his own company. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, and he said: "If you want, you can come to Fu's as a legal counsel, and you can quote the salary yourself. If you don't want to I'll give you a name when I go to work, and you stay with me in my office every day..."

"Have you finished?" Shen Heng interrupted him coldly.

Jiang Zhiyu froze for a moment, staring at Shen Heng's obviously unhappy face.

"If you, as a boss, only think about how to use your power to satisfy your personal feelings and desires every day, then," Shen Heng looked at him intently, and said lightly, "It's quite sad to be your employee."

After he finished speaking, he opened the car door and left Jiang Zhiyu's sight without looking back.

Jiang Zhiyu stared at Shen Heng's leaving back with a complicated expression, and sat in the car for a long time.

Yes, how could I become like this?

...

When Shen Heng stepped into the law firm, Xiaoxue greeted him with a smile: "Morning, Lawyer Shen, I came so early today."

"Morning." Shen Heng also replied with a polite smile. Just as he was about to walk in, he remembered something, then turned his head and said softly to her: "There are a lot of questions in previous years. I will try my best to sort them out in the past few days." I'll give it to you."

"Yeah, I'm not in a hurry, and Lawyer Shen, don't be too anxious." Xiaoxue smiled at him with her eyes bent.

Shen Heng nodded with a chuckle, and strode into the law firm.

He Yue still didn't know anything about the fact that Shen Heng and Song Chenghao had broken up, so when he saw Shen Heng coming, he waved at him excitedly: "Ah Heng."

Shen Heng sat down at the workstation, He Yue patted him, and said gossipingly: "Hey, gossip, I heard that the competition for several places to study in the United States is extremely fierce, and the candidates should have been selected within two days Yes, but the short notice will result in another week.”

"Are there so many people applying?" Shen Heng was also a little surprised.

"Of course, the treatment is so good. If we go there, our law firm will provide food and accommodation, and we will have three times the salary after learning legal English. Who wouldn't want to go?" He Yue sighed pretendingly: "If I didn't love it too much The motherland is gone, I will also submit an application."

Shen Heng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but didn't say anything to him.

"But why didn't you go?" He Yue didn't look at Shen Heng's downcast expression, so he didn't notice that he was not very interested, and continued to ask: "According to your ability, as long as you submit the application, the first one to pass It must be you."

"I...have the same reason as you." Shen Heng was silent for a moment, then whispered.

"Same as me? I just said that I..." He Yue suddenly laughed: "Well, I don't want to be poor with you. The deadline for submitting applications is today, so you should think about it carefully."

He Yue left with his cup in his arms. Shen Heng sat in his seat, staring at the pile of documents in front of him in a daze for a while.

Among the things he said when he broke up with Song Chenghao, only one sentence is true, that is, their law firm does have the opportunity to study in the United States.

Because the treatment is very good, he was very moved when he first received the news. After thinking about it, he felt that Song Chenghao's sensitive personality might not be able to bear the long-distance relationship for more than two years, and his legal English was not good enough during the same period. It's not bad, it's not impossible to give up the opportunity to others, so I gave up this idea.

And now that things are in this situation, he can't leave even more.

If he leaves rashly, who knows if Jiang Zhiyu will suddenly go crazy again and do something even more outrageous to his friends and even family members.