I really don't like you anymore

Jiang Ai received a call from her boss in the middle of the night.

"Hello? What's the matter?" She got up from the bed in a daze, and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Yan Feihang on the other end of the phone didn't know what he was busy with, and his breathing was very short.

The quiet night is easy to make people fantasize, Jiang Ai's thinking is very active, and the roots of her ears turn red at the same moment when she heard Yan Feihang's breathing.

Is Yan Feihang doing that?He was looking for himself while doing that. What does this mean?

The heart was beating wildly, the accident happened too fast, Jiang Ai couldn't accept it for a while.

"Boss, boss, you..." Jiang Ai stammered.

Yan Feihang got off the rowing machine and walked to the refrigerator.He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, gulped down a few sips, and then said to Jiang Ai on the other end of the phone: "Tomorrow... oh, no, it's today, let's arrange a team building for a large department, including R&D and marketing Together, call them all."

Jiang Ai: ...

After a while, she asked, "Team building?"

"Yes, team building." Yan Feihang nodded and said, "Any questions?"

There is a problem, of course there is a problem, most of the night disturbing people's dreams, just to do some team building, maybe there is a big problem with her boss?

Besides, she was notified temporarily to arrange team building, and so many people were called, how could she arrange it?

"No problem, of course no problem." Jiang Ai said.

... Ordinary assistants fulfill the reasonable demands of the boss, but a particularly good assistant like her can even meet the demands of the boss who is out of his mind and thinks up temporarily.

"Are there any requirements for the content of the team building? Or should we just eat and sing as usual?" Jiang Ai asked calmly.

Just as Yan Feihang was about to agree, a person popped up in his active thinking, not Xi Xinghai, but Pei Ruifan.

Cousin has become cousin, which means that Xi Xinghai's partner is still Pei Ruifan.

Pei Ruifan runs a bar, wears fashion brands, wears earrings, has a naughty smile, and looks like he's good at playing.

Xi Xinghai liked the type he liked, and gave up himself and the relationship he had held on for many years for him.

Yan Feihang fell into deep thought.

Jiang Ai didn't hear back, she wanted to hang up the phone, she wanted to get into bed and sleep, at four o'clock in the morning, she was so sleepy, her eyelids seemed to stick together.

"Boss?" She asked after a while.

"Yeah." Yan Feihang responded, "Nowadays what do young people usually play in private gatherings?"

"Of course the script killed it."

After work, a group of people came to the party hall that Jiang Ai had spent a lot of effort to book.

Eat first and then play. There are so many things to play. A group of people discuss how to make full use of the limited time and play as many things as possible.

They chatted in a hurry.

Some people want to play cards, some want to poke billiards, some people want to watch movies, some people want to sing, and some people want to play games... Yan Feihang was dragged by Jiang Ai and a few women from the marketing department to sing K, and Ke Wu and some people from the finance department joined forces. With a table of mahjong, Xi Xinghai ate too much and lay on the sofa not wanting to move.

A small fresh literary film is playing on the screen. The picture of the film is very beautiful, the light is hazy, the scenery is beautiful, and the appearance of the male and female protagonists is also very good. It is the plot. It's on my mind.

Sun Wen came over and pulled him, "Script kill, script kill, let's go!"

Xi Xinghai had this in mind, he stood up from the sofa, but Sun Wen grabbed his shoulder desperately, afraid that he would run away.

"Is there anyone else who wants to play the script together?" Sun Wen said to everyone who was watching the movie seriously.

Everyone was immersed in the plot of the hero and heroine [Guess, I guess, can you guess my mind] and couldn't help themselves. Hearing this, someone immediately booed him, and someone chased him, "Get out, don't bother us."

Sun Wen curled his lips, "A group of idiots, go away, go away, Xing Xing, we will ignore them."

"Okay." Xi Xinghai nodded, and left behind Sun Wen.

The board game area is on the other side of the passage. They walked out of the viewing room and when they passed the KTV, they heard someone singing inside. ...is the angel of Mayday.

……

you are my angel

protect my angel

Since then I have no sorrow

you are my angel

give me happy angel

even i learned to fly

……

The low and hoarse male voice interpreted this old song very pleasantly, and Xi Xinghai couldn't help slowing down his pace because of his full of emotions. He took a look inside.

In the KTV, the singing has stopped.A very formal man in a suit and tie knelt on the ground on one knee. Standing in front of him was a woman in a T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, and black-rimmed glasses.

Holding a handful of flowers of different colors in his hand, the man looked up at the woman.He opened his mouth to say a few words, before the words fell, the woman covered her mouth (she was obviously not prepared at all), and the surrounding laughter mixed with the accompaniment of the song squeezed out through the crack of the door:

"Ahhhhhh...promise him, promise him!"

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

……

confession?

Proposal?

Xi Xinghai stopped, and Sun Wen approached, "Hey, it's them."

Xi Xinghai just came to the company not long ago and didn't know these two people, "Where are you?"

"Don't you know?" Sun Wen said: "That buddy has been chasing that sister for many years, and he came to our company specially for that sister. Wow, he finally confessed his love. It's so rare."

While the two were talking, the woman took the flowers from the man. The man stood up, and seemed to be wiping his tears for a moment. Then he took a step forward and hugged the woman. The woman hugged his waist back. hug each other tightly.

The light ball rotated slowly, and the colorful lights blurred the expressions of the two people. Xi Xinghai felt that the woman was laughing, while the man should be secretly crying.

The laughter overwhelmed the music, some people applauded, some people whistled, Xi Xinghai was sincerely happy for them, he hooked the corner of his mouth, "That's great."

Sun Wen's tone was sour, "What's the matter, dog killers are everywhere, it's annoying to death, let's go quickly, all the good scripts will be picked up late."

Xi Xinghai nodded, before turning his eyes away, he caught sight of a person out of the corner of his eye - in the corner, Yan Feihang was sitting on the sofa holding a microphone, his eyes... were also looking in his direction.

Four eyes meet.

Xi Xinghai smiled at him.

Yan Feihang quietly looked away.

Xi Xinghai's smile froze on his face.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and quickly adjusted his expression. He looked at Sun Wen and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, kill the script, Dad will show you what acting is!"

Sun Wen gave a very exaggerated "wow", "Okay, okay, then I'll wait for you to take me to lie down and win!"

After playing with the script for more than three hours, it was past eleven o'clock at night when he walked out of the party hall, and everyone dispersed. Xi Xinghai guessed that Yan Feihang didn't want to see him in a short time, so he would be more reluctant to send him home. He didn't dare to count on it anymore, he stood silently for a while, then he walked towards the subway station.

It was raining, and the light rain was pattering down. Xi Xinghai took out the umbrella that had not been used for a long time from the backpack he carried with him, opened it, and walked into the rain curtain.

When I got home, it was past one o'clock in the morning. My cousin was in the hospital with my grandmother, and he was the only one at home. Xi Xinghai took a bath by himself and lay down on the bed.

It was still raining, and the moon was blocked by thick clouds, but the rain would always stop, and his moon... would always come out one day.