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The meeting went smoothly. Although there was an extra episode of Zheng Yuming's return, it did not affect the progress of the meeting at all.In order to facilitate his understanding, everyone will give him a brief explanation of the current company situation during the meeting. Zheng Yuming's left hand is held by Liu Qijun, and he can only use his right hand to assist in taking meeting minutes.

And Liu Qijun, from the beginning to the end, except for talking for a while when the business department made a report, he held Zheng Yuming's hand at other times, neither serious nor serious, but never allowed the other party to break away.He seldom takes notes, and almost relies on listening. When he encounters a problem, he will raise it, and when he has something to say, he is very brief.

Zheng Yuming saw Liu Qijun in a work meeting for the first time, and he thought it was very fresh. In fact, although he tried his best to listen to the content of the meeting, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the side.

Liu Qijun has changed a lot. In fact, the change of this person is also within his expectation.

Mature, stable, and serious, his demeanor reveals the self-confidence and strength naturally exuded by successful people, his eyes are focused, and his words are concise and effective.

He is much stronger than when we broke up. At that time, he was so thin that it made people feel distressed. Now he looks tall and straight, more like a diamond king who is comparable to a male model in a financial magazine.

At the end of the meeting, Liu Su clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Although I really want to welcome Manager Zheng who has just returned, but... he and Manager Liu also reunited after a long absence, so let's not spoil the scenery. Yu Ming, you will meet again next Monday Go to work officially, and the whole company will welcome you when the time comes."

"Okay." Zheng Yuming stood up, "I'll take advantage of these few days to familiarize myself with the situation of the company."

Liu Su glanced at someone's stubborn holding hand and was speechless: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense, so that someone doesn't think I'm long-winded. The meeting is over!"

He packed his things and walked out, not forgetting to remind Liu Qijun: "Hey, I said someone, can you pay attention to the occasion? Do you really think the company is your home?"

After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes and left with the other senior executives.

When there were only the two of them left in the conference room, Zheng Yuming froze on the spot belatedly.

Liu Qijun stood up, pulled his arms into his arms, hugged him tightly, put his mouth against his ear and said, "You are finally back."

The voice was deep and forbearing, with deep gratitude and nostalgia, which made Zheng Yuming stand on the spot in a daze.

He was too familiar with this embrace, but it was vaguely unfamiliar because he hadn't felt it for so long.Liu Qijun's aura swept over him overwhelmingly, enveloping him, making it difficult to breathe.

Liu Qijun tightened his arms, pressed his lips tightly against his neck, nervous and scared, and asked over and over again: "Yu Ming, are you really back? Am I dreaming? I didn't dare to let go just now, for fear that something might happen. Let go, and you'll disappear..."

This kind of Qiong Yao's lines are really... Zheng Yuming smiled helplessly, stretched out his arms to hug him, his eyes gradually became moist: "I'm sorry... I'm back..."

"Will you leave?"

"..." Zheng Yuming didn't dare to look him in the eyes, but asked, "Do you want me to leave?"

"How dare you!" Liu Qijun let go of him viciously, and just stared at him like this, "I have waited for so long, if you dare to leave again, I will break your leg!"

Zheng Yuming chuckled, looked into his burning eyes, raised his hand to caress his face, and made sure seriously: "Liu Qijun, tell me, you really, really won't let me go?"

"Zheng Yuming, you are mine, you can't leave!" After Liu Qijun finished speaking, he raised his chin and kissed him fiercely.

This kiss was strong and lingering, carrying the yearning and love deep in his soul, and Zheng Yuming was entangled in it without hesitation.Liu Qijun almost forgot the technique of kissing, and grabbed everything on him by instinct.

Zheng Yuming closed his eyes, feeling his surging kiss to his heart's content.

Missing, hatred, sadness, surprise, gratitude, resentment, cherishing... those complicated and passionate feelings almost burned his soul.

Zheng Yuming didn't know when tears came to his eyes, he responded desperately to Liu Qijun, releasing his thoughts and worries.

"Liu Qijun...I love you..." Zheng Yuming said over and over again, with his hands lingering on Liu Qijun's hair and browbones, he wished he could crush himself into each other's arms, "Do you know how much I miss you... Why don't you reply to my email? Liu Qijun, I hate you..."

Liu Qijun ignored his crazy words at all, but kept kissing his eyes, cheeks, lips, chin, neck... kissing all the skin he could touch.

Zheng Yuming's brain was gradually deprived of oxygen, he couldn't speak clearly, and his head began to feel dizzy.The tense string in his mind gradually loosened, and the worry he had been worrying all along disappeared in the other party's expression and movements. He was relieved, and his body went limp, and he fell down like a collapse.

Liu Qijun quickly hugged him into his arms, scared out of his wits: "Yu Ming!"

Zheng Yuming buried his head in the socket of his shoulder, eyes closed and unable to speak.

Liu Qijun touched his forehead, called him a few times, checked him up and down, and found that he was only suffering from hypoxia in the brain and hypoglycemia. I'm..."

Zheng Yuming smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry..."

He was a little embarrassed, this situation is really... so worthless...

He fell limp from lack of oxygen...

His face was flushed, and he couldn't help but put his head on his shoulder, pretending to be dead.

"Shy?" Liu Qijun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hugged him tightly, "It's really... It's been a year and a half since I saw you, but your skin is getting thinner and thinner."

Zheng Yuming: "... Get lost."

This tone finally had some familiar shadows.

Liu Qijun patted him on the back: "Are you feeling better? I'll get you a glass of sugar water, rest for a while and we'll go home."

"...Go home?" Zheng Yuming looked up at him, but didn't dare to ask.

"That's right, our home." Liu Qijun pinched his face, "I've been alone in the vacant room for so long, and I've been waiting for you to come back."

Zheng Yuming blinked, his glasses were still blurred, he pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head and did not speak.

Although he vaguely guessed that Liu Qijun would not leave there, he was still very relieved to hear it with his own ears.

Liu Qijun helped him sit down, went out to find an assistant to get a glass of honey water, and stuffed him with two pieces of chocolate.

The assistant looked at him with a smile: "Congratulations, Manager Liu, Manager Zheng is back, are you happy?"

The smile on Liu Qijun's face was satisfied and satisfied: "Thank you."

The assistant asked thoughtfully, "Leave early today?"

"Well, I'll leave later." Liu Qijun said generously, "You have worked hard these few days to help sort out a copy of the company's information, and then send it to his mailbox for him to have a look."

"Understood!" The assistant nodded, "I promise to complete the task."

Liu Qijun is very satisfied with her weirdness.

Zheng Yuming gradually recovered after eating chocolate. The conference room was really not a good place to reunite after a long absence, so the two left together after saying goodbye to others.

The lady at the front desk had already heard about their relationship from the company group, and suddenly felt that she had behaved well in the morning, and if she accidentally exposed her nymphomaniac nature, she might be disgusted.

She watched the two of them leave with a smile, her heart was bleeding. Although she would see Liu Qijun more frequently in the future, she could only take a look from afar.

Liu Qijun pushed Zheng Yuming on the passenger seat, told him to fasten his seat belt, and drove him all the way back.

After calming down, Zheng Yuming slowly remembered the many strange things in it.When did Liu Qijun become the top executive of Mizuki Design?Looking at the performance of the colleagues in the company, it seems that they are well aware of their relationship, and they are not surprised when they see the intimacy between them, and they are very enthusiastic to bless them... Neglected.

Liu Qijun glanced at his gradually furrowed eyebrows from the corner of his eye, and sighed in his heart, knowing that today would be a waste of brain cells.

Back home, Zheng Yuming looked at the almost unchanged furnishings in the house, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

"Sit down for a while, I'll make a pot of coffee, or would you like some wine?" Liu Qijun said, "There is still a bottle of white wine at home."

"Then have a drink." Zheng Yuming didn't sit down, but walked towards the kitchen, "I'll get a cup."

He opened the cabinet and added some cups, all in his favorite style.He took out two goblets, Liu Qijun also walked in, rummaged through the refrigerator, and found that there was nothing to eat, so he apologized: "There is nothing to eat."

"It's okay." Zheng Yuming shook his head, "Let's go and sit on the balcony."

"It's very hot..." Liu Qijun pulled him to sit on the sofa in the living room, "Stay in the air-conditioned room."

The two sat down, and Liu Qijun stood next to him, poured wine for them, and toasted: "Welcome back."

Zheng Yuming clinked glasses with him, smiling without saying a word.

Liu Qijun looked at his expression and rubbed his hair helplessly: "Okay, I know what you want to ask."

He took the tablet from the coffee table, logged into his mailbox, and showed him the email replies that he had saved in the draft box: "Here is everything I want to say, it may be a bit long-winded, take your time."

Zheng Yuming was completely stunned when he saw the email page: "You...you wrote a reply?"

"Of course, every email is written..." Liu Qijun leaned on the sofa, let him lean against his chest, and motioned him to read slowly, "but I dare not send it out..."

"why?"

"Because I'm afraid that as soon as I send it, I can't help but fly over to find you and tie you back." Liu Qijun held his waist, and the pain that had lasted for years finally appeared in his eyes, "You left so decisively at that time, I'm afraid that if I reply, you'll never write to me again."

Zheng Yuming was silent for a while, not wanting to tell him that he had expected his reply countless times.He lowered his head and read those replies so intently that he even forgot to continue drinking.

Liu Qijun's reply was indeed as he said, very trivial and long-winded.What he wrote in the email was completely in his own style, angry, missing, teasing, complaining, childish, and occasionally some jumpy sentences that I don’t know the so-called, probably written scribbled while drunk.

At the beginning, Zheng Yuming wrote the first email with only one sentence and good night, but Liu Qijun wrote his name on the whole screen without a single punctuation mark. At the end of the email, there were two blank spaces, and he wrote a sentence Good night, I added a full stop.

"What were you thinking when you wrote this?" Zheng Yuming touched his name on the screen and asked him.

"Miss you." Liu Qijun put his chin on the top of his head and said softly, "I just want to write your name, I don't want to write anything. I don't care about the weather where you are, I just want to see you, but in the end I can only write good night."

Zheng Yuming's heart trembled, he closed this webpage, and opened the next one.