Morbid domestication

The first time I saw Feng Jue, it was when I was just transferred to City A.

Day three.

At that time, HR led me to report the process, and when I passed by the elevator, I ran into Feng Jue who happened to be on the 16th floor.

The other party was dressed in a gray and black suit, his hair was combed neatly, and a secretary-like man was following behind him.

"Hello, Mr. Feng." The HR personnel greeted me with a smile, then pointed at me and introduced: "This is Yu Nian, who was just transferred from our branch, and is in charge of related matters of the technical department."

He greeted me again: "Xiao Yu, this is our President Feng."

I looked at the alienated man in front of me, and shouted cooperatively: "Mr. Feng."

Feng Jue stopped in his tracks, turned his head, turned his eyes around me, and suddenly stretched out his hand, with a polite smile on his face: "Hi, welcome to join the Feng family."

I had to reach out and hold the other person back, and said a little bluntly: "My honor."

"It is an honor for our Feng family to have someone like Mr. Yu join our Feng family."

I didn't know what to say, so I could only return a polite smile. In a daze, I seemed to see the secretary behind Feng Jue, and surprise flashed across my face.

Fortunately, Feng Jue let go of my hand after a few words of such official politeness.

He first said to the personnel director: "You guys continue." After getting a series of good things from the other party.

Then he turned his head and smiled and said to me: "See you again, Mr. Yu, and hope to see you again next time."

Feng Jue left.

Until the figure of the other party disappeared for a long time, I can still feel the eyes of the personnel director looking at me from time to time.

At the beginning, I thought it was just a small episode at work, and I thought I would never have any interaction with the top leaders of the group, but I didn't expect to be with Feng Jue.

The second meeting came so quickly.

It was a weekend, and I was supposed to rest, but because of a temporary failure in the background of the project, I was called to the company to debug and solve the problem.

By the time the fault was finally resolved, it was already five or six in the afternoon. I installed my computer and went downstairs with my computer bag on my back. When I walked to the door, I realized that it was raining outside.

The rain in spring is not very heavy, but it is very long. It takes me 15 minutes to walk from the subway entrance, and I will definitely get drenched without an umbrella.

I hesitated at the door for a while, and decided to go out in the rain. After all, the rain didn't seem to stop for a while.

I held the computer in my arms and just stepped out

The first step, I heard someone calling me from behind: "Mr. Yu."

I turned around and saw Feng Jue not far behind me. I was a little surprised. After all, except for one or two people on duty in a few departments of the Feng family on weekends, basically no one else was there, let alone someone like Feng Jue. Position.

Before I had time to think about it, the other party had already walked over. He stood still in front of me with a gentle smile on his face: "Are you working overtime?"

His overly familiar tone made me a little uncomfortable, but I still upheld the attitude that an employee should have towards a boss, and politely replied: "Yes, Mr. Feng, there are some minor problems in the background, but they have been debugged."

"That's really hard work for you."

Feng Jue glanced at the weather outside, then turned to me and asked, "Did Mr. Yu not bring an umbrella?"

I froze for a moment, then nodded.

"It may not be easy to take a taxi now." He suggested with restraint in his tone: "I happen to be leaving too. If you don't mind, I will drive Mr. Yu to the nearest subway station?"

"Don't bother Mr. Feng." I was surprised at the other party's initiative, but I still politely refused: "It's not too rainy, I'll just walk over."

"It's just on the way. There's no need for Mr. Yu to be so polite."

He has already said the words to this point, and I can't keep refusing.

I followed Feng Jue to the underground garage, and I sat politely in the back seat, Feng Jue smiled at me from the rearview mirror, didn't say anything, just slowly drove the car out of the garage.

At that time, I didn't understand why his car was in the underground garage, but I ran into him in the lobby on the first floor, but I didn't think about it carefully, and I didn't think I had anything worthy of being noticed by the other party.

It should have been quick to drive to the subway station, but because of the traffic jam in rainy weather, the car was driving extremely slowly.

It was raining outside the car window, but the car was very quiet. Feng Jue, who was sitting in the driver's seat, would occasionally ask me a few words, such as where I live and where is my hometown, and so on. But I won't say it again.

He seemed to see that I didn't want to chat much, so he stopped talking.

The car finally moved to the subway entrance with difficulty. I waited for the car to stop, and just as I was about to thank Feng Jue and get off the car, he called out: "Wait a minute."

I don't know why, watching Feng Jue unbuckle his seat belt, open the car door, and walk around to the back of the car in the rain.

I heard the sound of the trunk being opened, and before I had time to figure out the situation, the glass door next to me was knocked lightly, and then the door was opened from the outside.

I watched Feng Jue standing aside holding a black umbrella, he bent down and said to me in a gentle voice: "Okay, now you can get out of the car."

I instantly became embarrassed. It would be fair to say that the boss drove the employees to the subway station by car, but now Feng Jue's behavior has clearly exceeded the boundary between the employees and the boss.

Seeing that I didn't move, Feng Jue smiled and said, "What? If you don't want to get out of the car, I can take you home directly."

Only then did I realize that I got out of the car in a panic, and because I was too anxious, I almost stepped on the empty steps, but fortunately, Feng Jue helped me in time.

After Feng Jue stood me firmly, he handed the umbrella to my hand and said gently, "Take it to protect yourself from the rain."

I didn't say any more words of rejection, took the umbrella, and walked towards the subway entrance with a messy footsteps, without even saying thank you to the other party.

With the previous two intersections,

the third time

The fourth time came naturally, and I always seemed to encounter Feng Jue at a seemingly reasonable time.

Sometimes I wonder if the other party has any motives, but except for the rainy day, Feng Jue always showed restraint at other times later, and most of the time, we met again because of work. things.

After nearly a month like this, when I thought I was thinking too much, I ran into Feng Jue downstairs in my community.

He seemed to have just got off the driver's seat, and his expensive clothes looked out of place here. His eyes hit me, and his voice was a little surprised: "Mr. Yu?"

To be honest, in the old, run-down community I rented, I really can't think of any reason for Feng Jue, the president of the Feng Group, to appear here.

But the other party also seemed surprised, and greeted me with a smile after the accident: "What a coincidence, do you live here?"

"Yes." I nodded, paused, and couldn't hold back the doubts in my heart: "Mr. Feng, why are you here?"

"Come to visit an old friend."

Seemingly a reasonable explanation, after all, no one stipulates that the president's friend must be the president.

"However." Feng Jue changed the topic: "He has something to go out temporarily."

I took advantage of the situation and asked, "Then are you waiting for him here?"

"Yes." Feng Jue seemed a little distressed: "But he called me just now and said that he won't be back for a while."

I couldn't help frowning, I always felt that there was something in Feng Jue's words.

But he quickly stated his purpose, and he smiled gently: "So, can you invite me to sit at your house for a while?"

Can't refuse.

First, he's my boss,

Second, he also helped me before, and I couldn't even refuse because of emotion and reason.

I could only nod my head and lead him to my rented house.

I invited the other party to sit on the somewhat crude fabric sofa in my living room, and then deliberately took out a cup, poured a cup of warm water for the other party and put it on the tea table in front of him.

Afterwards, I didn't know what to do, so I could only sit awkwardly opposite Feng Jue.

Feng Jue picked up the cup and took a sip, "Sorry to bother you."

"No."

After a pause, I remembered that when I helped Feng Jue get his slippers just now, I took an umbrella in the corner. I had never had a chance to return it to him before, and this time I just let him take it away.

So I said, "Mr. Feng, you lent me the umbrella before and I haven't exchanged it for you. It just so happens that I will exchange it for you this time."

"Keep it, I still have a spare umbrella in the car."

I also don't want to drag the other party too much on such a trivial matter, so I stopped talking after saying yes.

The atmosphere was quiet again.

I'm not good at and I'm not willing to initiate conversations with others. If Feng Jue doesn't speak, then I can only sit on the seat like this.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, I frowned a little strangely, I couldn't think of who would knock on the door, after all, I have only been here for a month and a half.

"I'll see who it is." After I told Feng Jue, I got up and went to the door.

When I opened the door, I realized that it was the tenant from the opposite door, who was holding two delicate and lovely bags in his hand. .

It was a girl in her early 20s, she was very cute, and she had just moved here, because just a few days ago, I saw her downstairs struggling with a huge suitcase, so I helped her out.

She seemed to say that her name was Yuanyuan.

"Yu Nian, these are my newly made biscuits, specially brought here for you to taste!" She smiled and said, "Thank you for helping me move things a few days ago."

"No need, it's easy."

"Oh, just take it. What I cook is not dark food. It's delicious! And it's specially made for you. If you don't accept it, who will I give it to?"

As she spoke, she stuffed the bag into my arms regardless.

A crisp cracking sound suddenly came from behind, interrupting the girl and I's rejection.

I couldn't help turning my head to look, and I saw Feng Jue was also looking at me, with a half-smile expression on his face, but he still spoke gently, "I'm sorry, I didn't hold the cup firmly."

"Ah, it's okay." I said in response.

"Yu Nian, you have a guest here." The girl who heard the movement said a little surprised. She looked in and said, "Then I won't bother you, remember to eat the biscuits!"

After finishing speaking, she stuffed the biscuit into my arms, turned around and ran back to the opposite side quickly.

I held the biscuit in my hand, a little dumbfounded, but in the end I could only close the door with the biscuit.

The smile on my face hadn't fallen yet, as soon as I turned around, I saw Feng Jue who appeared behind me at some point, he was so close to me, our two bodies were almost touching each other.

I couldn't help but took a step back, puzzled by the other party's strange behavior: "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Jue didn't retreat but moved closer, he almost pushed me close to the door, and made me stick tightly to the door, I heard him ask in a toneless tone: "Do you like girls?"

What does Feng Jue mean?I intuitively feel that there is something wrong with the seal at this moment.

I frowned and raised my head, but I accidentally bumped into his line of sight, and saw his light gray eyes seemed to be dyed endless black, mixed with emotions that made me shudder.

Before I could open my mouth, the other party grabbed my jaw with his hand.

There was an emotion in his eyes that I didn't understand, staring at me like staring at some lost and recovered treasure, I heard him talking to himself in my ear.

"It's so similar...or are you more like..."

"...What?" I said with some difficulty, and twisted my neck, trying to break free from the other party's restraint.

The other party's fingers slid my cheeks lightly, and the back of my neck was firmly tapped. I couldn't struggle for a while, and I heard Feng Jue's bewitching voice.

"—Xiaoyi, come and be my little prince."

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