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

Shen Heng rested at home for half a month, and Jiang Zhiyu also stayed at home with him.

Since the last follow-up visit, Shen Heng would remind Jiang Zhiyu to take medicine on time every day before meals, and his cough has gradually improved a lot. It has been several days since he heard his uncomfortable muffled cough.

Shen Heng lowered his head and tapped on his notebook to chat with Qin Shuyi. Originally, there was still a week left in his vacation, but he was bored at home recently, so he took the initiative to bring it up to go back to work.

It just so happened that the law firm was busy recently, so Qin Shuyi agreed to his proposal, and sent him a simple dispute over property rights, asking him to read the materials first.

Although he had been away for a long time, it was not difficult to get started again. After reading the materials and making a list, Shen Heng was perfecting the details when someone knocked on the door of the study.

He raised his eyes and saw that Jiang Zhiyu had already pushed the door lightly and came in, holding a waffle brushed with caramel in his hand.

"Eat some dessert." Jiang Zhiyu put the plate by the desk, cut it open consciously with a knife and fork, and fed it to Shen Heng's mouth: "I went out to buy it, it's just out of the oven, it's very fragrant."

The baked soft and browned waffles are rich in milk, and there is still a faint heat in the air-conditioned room. The caramel-painted area looks shiny, and the appetite is whetted.

Shen Heng paused when he was typing on the keyboard, then took the fork from Jiang Zhiyu's hand, took a bite, and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Jiang Zhiyu kept observing his expression, and smiled when he saw it, "Is it delicious?"

"En." Shen Heng nodded and inserted another piece.

"Zheng Yunchen's hotel hired a new pastry chef. His skills are very good. I bought it from him." Jiang Zhiyu looked down at Shen Heng's computer screen: "What were you doing just now?"

"Work." Shen Heng took a sip of tea, the slight bitterness and fragrance of the tea just neutralized the sweetness of the dessert, he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"Huh?" Jiang Zhiyu was a little confused: "Have you started working?"

Shen Heng nodded: "Well, I will go to work on Monday tomorrow."

"So fast?" Jiang Zhiyu seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, he could only mutter to the side: "How can sick leave be so fast, your boss..."

His voice stopped abruptly because Shen Heng had already glanced at him.

"Then I'll take you to work tomorrow, okay?" Jiang Zhiyu changed his tone and looked at him with a smile.

"Don't you even have to go to the company?" Shen Heng asked him.

Jiang Zhiyu shrugged: "I don't need to intervene for the time being. My dad said that he will let me go back after a while."

"Oh." Shen Heng responded lightly.

Jiang Zhiyu went to move a stool, and sat down beside Shen Heng, but he didn't do anything, and just stayed with him quietly all the time, occasionally seeing Shen Heng's serious expression when he was concentrating, and thought it was pretty, and even took pictures secretly. A few photos.

Shen Heng knew that he was secretly filming himself, but he didn't bother to say it or care about it. The two of them get along day and night now, and he was gradually able to accept some behaviors that he cared about before.

In the evening, after Shen Heng took a shower, Jiang Zhiyu gave him a massage as usual.From the calf to the back, and from the back to the shoulder and neck, Jiang Zhiyu's massage skills are getting better and better, and he never tires of giving Shen Heng a massage.

"Are you still going out at eight o'clock tomorrow?" Jiang Zhiyu asked softly while rubbing Shen Heng's shoulders.

Shen Heng replied sullenly: "Yes."

It was too early for him to finish the form this afternoon, so he wrote two more paperwork. He was a little tired, so after taking a hot bath and receiving such a thoughtful massage, he was already drowsy.

"Okay, are you sleepy? I'll hold you to sleep." Jiang Zhiyu patted Shen Heng's waist, lay down himself, and hugged him in his arms: "Go to bed early today, or you won't be refreshed when you get up early tomorrow."

Shen Heng had already closed his eyes, as if he was so sleepy that he could just close his eyes and fall asleep.

Jiang Zhiyu kissed his forehead, reached out and turned off the lights, leaving only the night lights on both sides of the bed.

He carefully raised Shen Heng's hand, put it in his palm, looked at it slowly, and played with it.

Shen Heng's hands are also very beautiful, with slender and fair fingers, light pink fingertips, and clean nails.Jiang Zhiyu put his hand to his mouth, and touched it lightly with his lips.

He looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in his arms, but his expression was a little tense. Jiang Zhiyu's other hand slowly reached under the pillow on his side, and his fingertips touched a hard box made of flannel.

...

Shen Heng woke up very early the next day, probably because he went to bed early last night, and opened his eyes before the alarm rang.

He moved his body, reached out and rubbed his eyes, but was touched by a strange touch at the root of his left middle finger.

Shen Heng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and saw the silver-white plain circle on his finger.

It is very beautiful and exquisite in workmanship, with a matte texture in the middle, without other patterns, just like the style of Jiang Zhiyu's usual belongings.

He turned his head and glanced at the sleeping person beside him. Even in his sleep, that deep and superior side face was perfect and impeccable.

Probably because there was an empty space in his arms, he frowned slightly, and hugged the quilt in his arms a little tighter.

Jiang Zhiyu, what does this mean?While sleeping at night, she put the ring on his hand without any warning or leaving a word, just waiting for him to find out by himself?

Or are you afraid of being rejected by yourself, so you only dare to use this cautious way to test it secretly?

But this is not at all the way Jiang Zhiyu should handle things in his impression.

Shen Heng sat by the bed and hesitated for a while, lowered his head and slowly took off the beautiful ring from his hand, and gently placed it by the bed.

When Jiang Zhiyu woke up, it was past eight o'clock.

He struggled in his heart for a long time last night, after putting the ring on Shen Heng, he looked at it happily for a while, took a few photos and sent them to Chu Ye, Zheng Yunchen and the others, and then ignored a bunch of angry long voices from them , and fell asleep holding Shen Heng.

Just because he was so happy that he forgot to take shape, he just forgot to set an alarm clock. When he woke up and saw that there was no one in the room, he was still a little dazed. After a while, he remembered that Shen Heng was going to work today.

He hurriedly glanced at the time, guessing that Shen Heng had already arrived at the law firm by this time.

Annoyed, Jiang Zhiyu scolded himself for his carelessness, and then went to find his mobile phone, intending to send a message to Shen Heng to apologize.

He looked left and right, but he didn't see the phone, but saw a flash of silver light on Shen Heng's bedside.

Jiang Zhiyu froze for a moment, thinking he had misread.

Taking a closer look, that silver arc was clearly the ring he personally put on Shen Heng last night with great care and full of love and expectation.

He saw it.

Then he took it off again and gave it back to himself.

Jiang Zhiyu was a little dazed, as if he wanted to confirm it, he hastily reached out and turned on the light, and the ring beside the bed was lying there quietly, reflecting fine and beautiful halos under the light.

But this beautiful halo is like a sharp sword. Jiang Zhiyu felt as if he was pushed into a black abyss in an instant. The darkness and cold engulfed all his senses and touch deeply like a swamp, making him regain his senses. The hand that picked up the ring trembled a little.

He stared blankly at the ring in his palm, his expression was as dazed and helpless as his mood.