It is to be marked as an o-loaded high-cold

(1)

When Wen Chen returned to Zhou's house from the hospital, it was already dark.

It was Zhou Qi who came to pick him up. At that time, he was standing at the door of the hospital, watching the people coming and going in front of the hospital, and sneezed.

He stood at the gate and flipped through some documents on his mobile phone, feeling out of place.

He was relieved when Zhou Qi called.

Got into the car.

Zhou Qi asked him, "Auntie, how are you?"

Wen Chen nodded and said nothing.

Next, it was quiet all the way.

Entering Zhou's villa, Zhou Lin was coming out of the kitchen with a cake, which seemed to be made by himself.

"Ah, you are all back." Zhou Lin put the cake on the table, "I haven't had time to make dinner yet."

Wen Chen looked at the cake on the table and asked, "Brother Zhou Lin, whose birthday is it today?"

Zhou Lin raised his eyebrows: "The one behind you."

Wen Chen turned around and saw Zhou Qi's chin.

He is only 1.7 meters six, and Zhou Qi is close to him.Wen Chen felt that if he lifted up a little bit, he could hit Zhou Qi's chin.

He was stunned for a moment, then took a step back calmly, and opened the distance between the two of them.

Wen Chen lowered his head, not looking at Zhou Qi.

Just listen to him whisper: "Happy birthday..."

Zhou Qi nodded: "Thank you."

Zhou Qi said this thank you very lightly, as if he realized Wen Chen's feelings for him, and he had no reason to get closer.

Since Wen Chen was hiding from him, there was no need for him to chase after him, but he felt a little tight in his chest.

"You guys sit and watch TV for a while, and I'll make two more dishes." After Zhou Lin finished speaking, he put on his apron and walked towards the kitchen again.

Wen Chen felt embarrassed: "Let me help you."

"Okay."

Zhou Lin smiled at him.

As two brothers, Zhou Lin and Zhou Qi have very different tempers.

Wen Chen never saw Zhou Qixiao's expression from the beginning to the end, either with a straight face, or like this morning, he rarely showed bewilderment.

Zhou Lin is different.

He is the same type as Ou Xiao, except that he is an alpha, like a loyal dog.Especially when Zhou Lin laughed, two pointed canine teeth would be exposed.

Maybe it's because there are servants to clean up the kitchen. The kitchen is very clean, and there are all the utensils and dishes that should be there.

Zhou Lin asked Wen Chen to choose the vegetable leaves.

As soon as the faucet was turned on, cold water rushed over his hand, Wen Chen shivered, and changed to warm water.

Zhou Lin chatted with him while cutting the meat.

"I went to see my aunt today. Auntie is in a good mood."

Wen Chen let out a "hmm".

Zhou Lin asked him: "Then what are your plans after Auntie's surgery is over?"

Wen Chen lowered his eyes, looked at the movements of his hands, and said, "I want to take my mother to City C in the future. After all, it's my hometown, so my mother should feel more at ease."

Zhou Lin nodded: "Yes, what kind of work do you plan to do?"

"It's still the same as now, let's do the design."

Zhou Lin said: "The Zhou family has..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Chen put the washed vegetables on the chopping board and interrupted him: "Thank you Zhou Lin, it's not necessary."

Zhou Lin still wanted to say something, but seeing the look on his face, he swallowed his words back.

He nodded: "Very good."

The three of them ate dinner, because Zhou Qi is not used to social occasions, otherwise according to this time, it would be necessary to hold a banquet and invite friends.

The housekeeper and servants were also told to have a day off, so the villa seemed quiet.

Zhou Lin drank too much halfway, and always told Wen Chen the embarrassing things about Zhou Qi's childhood.

Wen Chen pursed his lips and smiled, and looked up at Zhou Qi from time to time.

Zhou Qi also glanced at him.

Wen Chen's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were a little blurred, obviously drunk.

But it is.

If it was according to Wen Chen's temper on weekdays, how could he be willing to look at him.

He didn't understand why Wen Chen rejected him, Zhou Qi felt that as his brother-in-law, he had to bend down to deal with someone whose social status was lower than his.

He didn't even feel that he was wronged, so why did Wen Chen still feel wronged.

Zhou Lin didn't know how much he drank, so he fell headlong on the table while talking, and after a while, there was a snoring sound.

Wen Chen was also drowsy.

Zhou Qi watched the two of them for a moment, then got up and hugged Wen Chen first.

Wen Chen leaned his head on his shoulder, like a drunken maniac, and kept muttering in his mouth: "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it..."

Zhou Qi asked him: "What is not intentional?"

Wen Chen raised his head, met his eyes, and suddenly moved closer to his ear.

The warm breath fluttered on Zhou Qi's ears, a little itchy.

Wen Chen said: "I didn't sleep with Brother Zhou Lin on purpose, I was just drunk that night."

Zhou Qi: "???"

It took him a lot of effort to resist the desire to throw Wen Chen down the stairs, and then threw him directly on the bed.

Wen Chen murmured: "Be gentle."

With a rising ending, these three words are easy to make people imagine.

Zhou Qi felt something was wrong when he heard it, it was the same tone as Wen Chen said these three words last night when the two were lingering.

His heartbeat became more and more pronounced, and finally fidgety.

Zhou Qi lifted the quilt and covered Wen Chen's face directly, covering his whole body.

"go to bed!"

(2)

When Zhou Qi was lying on his bed, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

Could it be that Wen Chen felt sad during the day because he had sex with Zhou Lin, and then had sex with himself, so he felt shameless, but Zhou Lin and Wen Chen didn't know each other before, and they only got in touch a few days before the wedding.

He tossed and turned on the bed, still feeling irritable.

In the end, he kicked off the quilt, got out of bed, and walked towards Zhou Lin's bedroom.

Walking to the door, just as his hand touched the cold handle, he stopped again.

Whether Wen Chen and Zhou Lin had a relationship, it seems that it has nothing to do with him.

He doesn't like Wen Chen, whether it's Wen Chen's background or this person, he feels repelled.

Wen Chen's eyes are peach blossoms, and there is a mole of tears in the corner of his eyes. Every time he looks at people, he feels frivolous.And when talking, there is always a soft and inexplicable charm.

Zhou Qi felt that he just couldn't get on the stage.

So the two of them are just bodies.body fit.

He had no reason to ask Zhou Lin why he had a relationship with Wen Chen.

Zhou Qi stayed in front of Zhou Lin's door for a while, and finally moved away and returned to his room.

(3)

Probably because he had a clear direction for the future, or maybe because of the effect of alcohol, Wen Chen slept well and blinked when he woke up in the morning.

Go downstairs.

Zhou Qi didn't know where he went, Zhou Lin sat on the sofa and greeted him: "Good morning, did you sleep well?"

Wen Chen nodded: "Slept well, Zhou Qi... Where's brother?"

"I heard that Chen Xiao had a car accident on the way to pick him up, so he rushed to the hospital to see him."

Wen Chen: "Is it okay?"

Zhou Lin shook his head: "Slight injury, just need to rest for a week. By the way, can you act as Zhou Qi's secretary at this time?"

"Me?" Wen Chen looked confused, "But I don't know anything."

Zhou Lin said: "It would take too much time to find a new secretary, and my uncle and the others will definitely send one to act as an eyeliner when they find out, so it's hard to refuse at that time."

Wen Chen still hesitated.

Zhou Lin added: "You are at Zhou's house, and it will be much more convenient for you to help Zhou Qi with some affairs."

Wen Chen also felt that he shouldn't continue to refuse, so he hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"But... what is the secretary going to do?"

Zhou Lin: "..."

Later, Zhou Lin still took Wen Chen to the hospital and asked Chen Xiao to give him a training session and tell him some precautions.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhou Qigang was about to leave, but when he heard Zhou Lin's words, he followed the two of them in.

Chen Xiao was lying on the hospital bed with lime on her leg. The doctor had a broken bone and needed to be recuperated for a week.

Wen Chen met Zhou Lin and Zhou Qi's gaze, listened humbly to what Chen Xiao said, and took notes on his mobile phone.

When it was almost done, Zhou Qi brought him back to the company.

When getting out of the car, Zhou Qi asked, "Why don't you take a driver's license test?"

Wen Chen said: "My mental quality is not very good."

Zhou Qi: "The president is always the secretary driving, now I will drive for you."

Wen Chen: "..."

Fortunately, there was nothing to do today, so I went to a meeting with Zhou Qi halfway, and reserved a meeting room by the way.

I don't know if I'm free today, but after the meeting, Wen Chen fell asleep leaning on his desk with nothing to do.

When Zhou Qi raised his eyes, he saw his head nodding.

Zhou Qi coughed.

Wen Chen immediately came back to his senses, raised his head, and looked a little sleepy, "What's wrong?"

"Appointment to meet Mr. Liu at 08:30."

Wen Chen flipped through the memo: "I have already made an appointment."

Zhou Qi: "Then you can continue to sleep."

Wen Chen: "..."

Zhou Qi has already said this, how could he continue to sleep.But he was so energetic that he couldn't find anything to do, so he just took the paper and pen aside and started drawing.

The hands of the clock on the wall kept turning.

When Zhou Qi finished dealing with the matter at hand and raised his head, it was already dark outside.

Wen Chen didn't know where he went, the desk was empty.

Zhou Qi got up and walked to the company hall.

I don't know who Wen Chen was chatting with. The topic of eating more and watching less TV came up. Judging from the tone of voice, it should be Aunt Wen.

Zhou Qi coughed.

Wen Chen hurriedly returned to Mother Wen: "Mom, my boss is looking for me, hang up first!"

After hanging up the phone, it took another ten seconds before he came out of the tea room.

Zhou Qi glanced at him: "Let's go."

Wen Chen: "Yes."

The meeting with Mr. Liu was just a dinner party, there was no such thing as a contract, and we just came out and chose a restaurant.

It is a revolving restaurant on the top floor, overlooking the night view of the entire B city.

When he was seated, Mr. Liu hadn't arrived yet.

Zhou Qi asked Wen Chen to order, but he seemed a little overwhelmed. He ordered a few more common dishes, and Zhou Qi added some later.

The waiter served the food, but Mr. Liu still didn't show up.

Wen Chen got up and poured a cup of tea. When he took the teapot, it was a little hot. He was surprised when someone took the teapot and put it on the table.

"Are you okay?"

The author has something to say:

Wen Chen: I'm leaving

Zhou Qi: Where are you going?

Wen Chen: In your heart

Zhou Qi: hetui