Haunted by a super flirtatious little milk dog

"Xiao Zhang, what's the matter with Xiao Wen? Why did he go to JY Group and come back with such a ghostly look of scaring me to death?"

Brother Sun raised his head, sneaked a glance at Ben Dongjiu through the gap in the baffle between the grids, then lowered his head and sent the above message to Zhang Yi.

"I don't know. When he left in the morning, I thought he was in a good mood, holding the tablet like a kid going on an outing."

"Could it be that the interview didn't go well? Why don't you ask?"

"No way, Dong prepared quite well. I've read his interview outline, and it's very well written, even Mr. Ma praised it. But even if you read it as you read, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"What happened? Did you quarrel with your little girlfriend?"

"No, Dong probably doesn't have a girlfriend yet, he seems to be single. Same as me, single."

Zhang Yi and Sun Ge are like two students whispering to each other in class, holding their phones with their heads down and whispering mysteriously.

Bentong stood up suddenly, holding a glass to the water dispenser with a blank expression on his face.The water dispenser was behind the desks of Zhang Yi and Sun Ge, and Bentong had to walk around them to get there.

Zhang Yi and Sun Ge put down their phones vigilantly, and both pretended to be nonchalant about facing the computer.

Bentong finished pouring the water and returned to his work station with a blank expression.

Zhang Yi pressed the edge of the table, slid the chair back, and quickly exchanged glances with Brother Sun.

Brother Sun: Come on, Xiao Zhang, and ask our Comrade Xiaowen what kind of psychological burden he has. On behalf of the organization, you should care for him and condolences to him, and you must not let bad emotions affect the revolutionary work.

Zhang Yi: Don't worry, Brother Sun!I must complete the task excellently!

Zhang Yi pulled the edge of the table and dragged the chair back. She sat on the workstation for a while, stood up, and put her upper body on the gap between her and Bentong as she would do countless times every day. clapboard.

"Dongjiu, let me listen to today's interview recording."

"Oh." Wen Dong searched in the backpack for a long time with his head sullen, before he found a small, black voice recorder and handed it to Zhang Yi.

"How is it? Have you seen Mr. He?"

Wendong didn't want to recall everything that happened in JY Group at all. He stood up with his mobile phone, walked out and said: "See you, the interview is over, everything is going well, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Sister, listen first, I'll Go out and have a cup of coffee and wake up."

With that said, he left without looking back.

Only Zhang Yi and Sun Ge were left looking at each other. There is a problem, definitely a big problem!

One afternoon in Bentong, I felt like I was getting through it in a daze. The mobile phone was at hand. The phone rang 8 times and the message rang 26 times, but none of them were from Gong Cheng.

Wen Dong couldn't say whether he felt lost or relaxed, obviously he was the one who yelled at Gong Cheng to stop pestering him, obviously he was running so fast like a madman and avoiding the beast like Gong Cheng was going to eat him he.

As for that kick, Wen Dong regretted it a bit. He himself put all his strength into it. Having been swimming all year round, he knows how strong his feet are.

Gong Cheng must have been trampled on by himself!Ben Dong thought this way in his heart, he was a little sad, maybe the back of his feet would swell up, would it affect his walking?Do you want to apply some medicated oil and press it?How many days will it take?

Ben Tong: ... No, I shouldn't be distressed, I should be happy!I avenged myself!That brat Gong Cheng dared to tease him like that, it's considered light at all!He should be beaten until he can't get out of bed to relieve his hatred!

But what happened between Gong Cheng and He Xiang?Gong Cheng once said that he was not close to his father, and he would not even go back during the Chinese New Year, preferring to go to the square alone to watch the fireworks show.Moreover, Gong Cheng did study abroad, and his mother did pass away not long ago.

So, as Gong Cheng said, he never lied to me from the beginning to the end, but he didn't tell the whole truth.He was just hiding, not cheating.

Thinking of this, Ben Tong had no choice but to slap himself in the face!If you are so eager to find reasons and excuses for Gong Cheng, are you so impatient to forgive him!And Gong Cheng, that bastard!Why are you so annoying!Can you get out of my mind now!How far and how long to roll!Don't show up all the time!

Bentong felt that he was about to split, he hung his head in frustration, put his hands between the thick black and soft hair, and let out a dull and long sigh.

After finally getting off work, Bentong packed his backpack and walked out of the TV station building with the crowd.

Walking out of the building dejectedly, Ben Tong saw a familiar figure leaning against the street lights on the sidewalk.

Amidst the surging crowd, that figure was tall and lonely, standing like a high-altitude mountain in the crowd, unmoving.

Besides Gong Cheng, who else could it be?Wen Dong found with some despair that, except for Gong Cheng, there was no other person who could make him see at a glance in the crowd, and then couldn't move his eyes away.

Gong Cheng didn't wear that expensive suit, he changed into the T-shirt and slacks he used to wear, and put on a pair of white sneakers.Originally leaning on the street lamp and looking towards the gate of the TV station with his head turned sideways, probably because he saw Ben Dong at a glance, Gong Cheng took out a pair of crutches from behind, and put them between the two long arms like he was very skilled. Next, he walked towards Bentong bit by bit.

Ben Dong was a little confused at the time: Is my kick so powerful?Stepped on Gongcheng into a lame?

"Your foot..." Wen Dong looked down at Gong Cheng's right foot. The laces of the sneakers were loosely stuffed into the shoe, and it was impossible to tell if the foot inside was swollen or not. son.

Gong Cheng drooped a pair of sparkling eyes, looking pitiful.

"Brother Wen, my feet are swollen and I can't walk anymore." Gong Cheng didn't shy away from others, and just said in a hoarse voice, half coquettish and half resentful, "You are too cruel, just ignore me if you trampled on me like this Alright, I drove off by myself..."

One yard counts for one yard, and it is indeed wrong for Wen Dong to step on someone, but he is still angry with Gong Cheng for lying to him, so why would he say soft words so easily?So, he stuck his neck and said stiffly: "Who told you to press the door of my car to prevent me from leaving! If you don't stop me from getting in the car, I won't step on you either."

The more Wen Dong talked, the lower his voice became, and he felt a little guilty.

"But I really don't want you to go, especially with the resentment towards me like that, I will think wildly, and I will go crazy in a hurry!" Gong Cheng's slender fingers stroked the crutch back and forth, looking upset, " Brother Wen, my feet hurt and I can't walk, can you help me?"

Wen Dong laughed angrily: "You deserve the pain in your feet. If you can't walk, just stay at home. Why come here if you have nothing to do!"

Wen Dong was originally just saying a word, but Gong Cheng replied seriously: "I miss you, I want to see you, I think I'm going crazy."

Gong Cheng usually has a cynical and naughty smile, and is rarely serious enough to even be a little serious, but at this moment, Gong Cheng is serious and serious, as if what he is saying is more than an oath. It is a thousand times more important.

Ben Dong has no resistance to Gong Cheng like this.

"Let's go," Wen Dong didn't dare to look into Gong Cheng's eyes, "I'll help you get a taxi, I'm going home."

"Take me away!" Gong Chengcheng, as if he was afraid of a puppy abandoned by his master, pitifully tugged at the corner of Wen Dongjiu's clothes, "Take me home, Brother Wen, I want to go with you."

Wen Dongjiu's heart turned into water in an instant, and his brain couldn't help thinking of everything that happened at home with Gong Cheng, eating together, watching the ball together, chatting together, doing things together that made him crazy and made him want to stop...

Whether he wants to admit it or not, Gong Cheng has completely and oppressively invaded his life, his thoughts, and everything about him.

Ben Dong took a deep breath, and then forced himself to be ruthless.He raised his hand to remove Gong Cheng's hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, trying his best to maintain his dignity.

He said: "Gong Cheng, I need time. When I met you, you were a small owner of a motorcycle modification shop, you were a chic and wanton motorcyclist, you had gray-purple hair dyed, and you would be in a children's welfare home." An ordinary person who acts as a hair model for children. But, suddenly, you changed, and became the chairman of the JY Group, which is ranked number one in the country, and the only son of that powerful and mysterious Gong family. The future heir of a billion-dollar business empire... I don't know how to face you like this, let alone the feelings between us that might have existed before. I really need time, let it go, Think about it, I have no way to forgive you right now, although I understand that you may have your own difficulties, but I really can't promise you anything right now. Do you understand, Gong Cheng?"

Gong Cheng tightly grasped the crutches with both hands, and every word Wen Dong uttered hit his heart heavily.Why doesn't he understand that Wen Dong needs time to digest, forgive, and think about the relationship between the two like a truly mature adult, but when he thinks of Wen Dong saying that he can't guarantee anything, he feels flustered I feel like a traveler who has lost his compass in the desert, and the only thing waiting for him is death.

"Brother Wen," Gong Cheng said with difficulty, "I understand, I understand everything, I will give you time, because I said before, I will give you time and will not force you. But I want you to understand that I am still you The Gong Cheng I knew before, I am the little owner of a motorcycle modification shop, I am a motorcyclist, and I am also Gong Cheng who can sit on a ponytail and let the children braid me. That is the real me, you like it , is the real me. At the same time, I am also the heir and chairman of JY Group. My grandfather founded this company. Since I was a child, my mother has passed away. In the future, I will be the one who will carry JY forward. Whether I want it or not, this is my destiny. I am a member of the Gong family, so I have to do what the Gong family should do. This is me too, and this is what my identity brings to me. Wealth, responsibility, Obligation, no matter how you say it, this is me. I will not become another person just because I have this identity, the person you like is me hiding under this identity!"

Wen Dong just closed his eyes, he didn't even dare to take another look at Gong Cheng's burning eyes.

"I'm leaving," Wen Dong said in a hoarse voice, "Go back first, take your time on the road, and see a doctor if your foot hurts badly, don't carry it by yourself."

After finishing speaking, Wen Dong strode away from Gong Cheng as if fleeing.

Gong Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the back of Wen Dong who was leaving in a hurry, his eyes were unfathomable.He stood up straight, took a pair of crutches aside with one hand, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and dialed a number.

"Come and meet me at the gate of the TV station, hurry up."

After finishing speaking, Gong Cheng walked steadily towards the side of the road with big strides.