I'm waiting for you by the cloud

"Zian! Zi'an! Zi'an!"

"Zian, I like you!"

"Zian, let's be together!"

……

"it is good"

Yang Zian woke up from the dream, horrified in his heart, a familiar face appeared in his mind, his heart was grabbed by something, his hands were clenched unconsciously, thick thin sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said slowly: "Shen Qingyi."

For nine years, whenever he wanted to forget this person, there would always be a dream that would bring him back to reality.

The sun shone in through the gap in the curtains, forming a dim beam of light. The beam shone on the bedding. Yang Zian struggled to get up, reached out and fumbled at the bedside, took the mobile phone, and the mobile phone flickered on. It said 7:50 in the morning, 2020 July 7.

Yang Zi'an sat up abruptly, looked down at the phone 7:50!I'm going to be late for work!

Yesterday, I was notified that the new boss will take office, and he is responsible for handing over the work with the new president.

There was a busy figure shuttling through this rented hut, "Kang Dang" knocked on the door, and Yang Zian went out.

The Huaguang Group acquired the Wenhua Group not long ago, and today they sent a president to do a company investigation. I heard that the new president is handsome, young, promising, and quite talented.

Yang Zian hurriedly came to the downstairs of the company. Seeing a few unfamiliar vehicles parked downstairs, he knew that the new president was coming.

The first handover impression was not good. The 27-year-old is very rigorous and serious in his work.This is the first time he is late!

Yang Zian came to the company in a panic, he was already late.

The place of work is on the fifth floor, and those who will be late are rushing to squeeze the elevator, so Yang Zian decided to climb the stairs.

Yang Zian rushed into the office with the documents in his arms. He was already out of breath when he climbed up to the fifth floor, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Yang Zian opened the door and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes with an awe-inspiring demeanor. The man was facing him, followed by two large men in black wearing sunglasses. The new president had arrived.

Hearing the sound, the man turned around, still holding a document in his hand.

Yang Zian was stunned, and the document in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably. His mind was buzzing, like a group of peaks fighting, gnawing at his heart. He stood still, his legs like nails On the ground, his eyes were dull, and he was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't be more familiar with this person's appearance, even after nine years, he would still recognize him.

He only knew that the new president's surname was Shen and didn't care, but he didn't expect it to be Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi's pupils widened, and he clenched his hands tightly, as if he could tear up that document. All these years, he couldn't say anything about this person.

Some employees didn't know why, and whispered: "Yang Zi'an and Mr. Shen know each other?"

"do not know"

"Yang Zian is usually submissive, but he also knows such a big man, it's impossible!"

"Too."

After a long time, Shen Qingyi said, "Do you work here?"

"Yes." Yang Zi'an responded.

Neither of them expected that they would meet in such a way after so many years.

These years, Shen Qingyi undoubtedly misses Yang Zian. Whenever he thinks of it, there are countless things he wants to say, but when he sees him again, he can't say a word. He wants to ask Zian, how have you been these years?He opened his mouth and said, "Zian, are you... okay?" It seemed as if they had never been separated.

Yang Zian came back to his senses: "Very good!"

In fact, Shen Qingyi knew that his life was not good, his family was not rich, and he didn't even know whether he was admitted to university back then.But when he saw Yang Zian in front of him, he knew that he had not given up, and he had worked hard.

The materials had been prepared long ago, and Huaguang had investigated Wenhua's details before the acquisition, and there was nothing wrong with it, and the handover work went smoothly.

After finishing everything, Yang Zi'an planned to take a rest, but he was surrounded by people, who usually wouldn't pay attention to him, but now they all came to condolences.

"Zian, when did you and Boss Shen meet?"

"Zian, what's your relationship with Boss Shen?"

……

He wasn't very talkative, and he didn't usually care much about himself: "A high school classmate." His tone was flat, and he was indeed a high school classmate.

They all talked about Yang Zi'an getting to know the big benefactor, so they shouldn't have too much trouble with him in the future.

His attention in the company suddenly rose.

After Shen Qingyi completed the handover work, he planned to go out to drink coffee to refresh his mind. When he went out, he saw Yang Zian surrounded by people. He had worked hard in the commercial industry for many years, so he naturally knew what these people wanted to ask. What he was curious about was not that they asked What is it, what is curious is what Yang Zian will say about their relationship.

Then he walked quietly to the side and listened.

His tone was calm: "High school classmates."

Yes, the relationship between the two of them is not just high school classmates, and there is nothing wrong with it, but he just has an indescribable feeling in his heart, if only he had been tougher back then.

Shen Qingyi was so disappointed that he poured his coffee and left.

Yang Zian is used to being the last one to get off work. He will take away the garbage in the company, check the power switch, and plan to leave after confirming that it is correct.

Yang Zian closed the company door, and a familiar voice stopped him.

Shen Qingyi stood in front of the company and said softly, "Zian, I have something to tell you."

"I'm going to get off work." Yang Zi'an was as indifferent as he was to ordinary people.

"Zian, these years, I miss you very much, I miss you all the time." Shen Qingyi's tone was rather anxious.

"I want to go home!"

"I'll see you off, shall we talk in the car?"

Yang Zian felt that it was time for them to talk.

After finishing speaking, Shen Qingyi opened the car door, and carefully blocked the door for Yang Zian with his hands.

The car is driving smoothly and slowly on the road. Traffic jams are unavoidable during rush hour, and the car windows are full of noisy cars.

Shen Qingyi said, "Zian, where do you live now?"

Yang Zian lowered his eyes in the co-pilot seat and said, "No. 13 Guangyuan Road."

"Zian, I'm very glad to see you again." Shen Qingyi lowered her voice: "I don't want to lose you anymore."

Yang Zian hesitated, and said word by word: "Shen Qingyi, can we go back?"

"Zian, I have grown up now, I have my own career, and I am no longer the boy I was back then." Shen Qingyi felt very uncomfortable and couldn't resolve it. He was a little anxious, and he was afraid of losing his Yang Zi'an again. , he didn't dare to think, and couldn't help but speak anxiously: "Shall we start again?"

"Boss Shen, please respect yourself!"

"Yang Zian, I've already found you, so don't even think about leaving! I'm relying on you!" Feeling that there was nothing more to say, she became a little lazy.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zian had nothing to say, he was not good at words, and he and Shen Qingyi couldn't speak clearly.

Soon the car arrived at light source No. 13.

Yang Zian was about to go upstairs, but Shen Qingyi stopped him at the door of the car: "Zian, don't you plan to invite me up for a cup of tea?"

Yang Zian looked back and saw that his eyes were slightly raised and his smile was unruly. He couldn't help but feel a little crazy. He didn't want to spend more time with Shen Qingyi, but today he was indeed the one who drove him back. Out of politeness, Yang Zian agreed.

The light source has called for demolition for two years, and nothing has been demolished until now. It is also convenient to live here. There is a subway station within a 10-minute walk, and there is a supermarket next to it. The rent is still very cheap. The house looks good from the outside. That's right, it's a different scene when you go in.

Shen Qingyi has been a son of a family since he was a child, and he was surprised the moment he opened the door. The house is lower than ordinary houses. A tall man like Shen Qingyi, who is 1.8 meters seven, stretches his neck a little and feels like he is about to touch the ceiling.

Shen Qingyi stood at the door, looking at the door beam that was as high as her own eyebrows, unwilling to take a step forward for a long time.

Yang Zian was already in the house, saw Shen Qingyi at the door in a daze and asked, "Mr. Shen isn't coming in?"

"Zian, have you lived in this kind of house all these years?" Shen Qingyi frowned.

In fact, this house is short, there is nothing lacking, and there is nothing perennially rotten. The rent is still low, and Yang Zian got used to it after living for a long time.

"Mr. Shen, if you don't come in, I will close the door."

"Jin Jin Jin." Shen Qingyi asked cautiously, "Do you have any slippers for me?"

Yang Zian took out a pair of slippers from the shoe rack and threw them on the ground.

Shen Qingyi's eyes were subtle, like a child's, and he hurriedly put on his slippers.

Yang Zi'an loves to be clean, and keeps the house spotless. Although the furnishings in the house are old, they are arranged neatly, making the house look very cozy.

Yang Zian poured a glass of water and handed it to Shen Qingyi who was sitting on the sofa.

Shen Qingyi quickly took it, gave him a big smile, and took a few sips of the water cup, "Kang Bang", and couldn't help but think that the water cup must have been used.

Seeing him holding the water glass and not letting go, Yang Zian said, "Have you finished drinking? Let's go!"

Shen Qingyi raised his head, pursed his lips, and his red phoenix eyes were about to turn into almond eyes. His eyes seemed a little hazy, and those who didn't know thought he had just cried, and squeezed out a big smile: "Zian, I'm hungry."

Yang Zi'an really owed him in his previous life, there was nothing he could do about it, if this guy didn't eat and drink here, he wouldn't be able to leave now.

There were still some green peppers and pork in the refrigerator, and a few eggs, so Yang Zian put on his apron and got busy in the kitchen.

Shen Qingyi fell on Yang Zi'an's bed, and Zou Zoubaba rolled the sheets like a child.This was not enough, I got up and ran to the kitchen, surrounded Yang Zi'an who was cooking from behind, tilted his head on Yang Zi'an's shoulder and said in his mouth: "Zian, I miss you so much, you didn't know that I could see you and me in Wenhua How happy."

Yang Zian's heart warmed when he hugged him. I have been thinking about this hug for many years. In the dream, Shen Qingyi also hugged him like this, but the dream is always unreal. This person, who appeared in front of him in reality, will never come again. Once disrupted his life.

"The food is going to be mushy, let it go." Yang Zian said.

Shen Qingyi said coquettishly: "No, I just want to hug you like this. I've been thinking about it for nine years. I'm afraid this is a dream. You will leave as soon as I let go."

"I'm not leaving, you let go first, or you won't have dinner." Yang Zian was helpless.

As soon as Yang Zi'an said "I'm not leaving", Shen Qingyi let go, and said with a smile: "Zian, you said you won't go, don't go back on your word if you've already said it."

After finishing speaking, he wiped his eyes pretendingly.

did he cry?

As I said before, Shen Qingyi did calm down a bit, sitting quietly on the sofa and waiting for the meal to finish, his eyes kept falling on Yang Zian and never shifted away.

Soon Yang Zi'an brought a plate of shredded pork with green peppers and a bowl of hot egg noodles, pushed the noodles in front of Shen Qingyi and said, "Eat it."

Shen Qingyi held the bowl, sucked on the noodles, and muttered, "It's delicious."

"Let's go after eating." Yang Zian said calmly.

"Can't I stay here for one night?" Shen Qingyi was aggrieved.

"cannot!"

Shen Qingyi couldn't finish that bowl of noodles no matter how much he ate, and even started eating one by one, pulling Yang Zian to talk while eating.

Ask him if he misses him.

Are you happy to see him?

……

The meal dragged on for two hours.

The moment Shen Qingyi was sent away, Yang Zi'an felt empty in his heart, the aura that belonged to him in this room disappeared in an instant, and he became quiet all of a sudden.

After tidying up everything, Yang Zi'an lay on the bed, curled up in the quilt, thinking about all of this, it was like a dream, and when he woke up, everything was gone.

Chapter 2