editor in chief come after me

Ever since Han Xuyu ate a meal made by Fu Yao on the day the stitches were removed, he really relied on Fu Yao to follow him home for dinner, and he was willing to leave after dinner.Because of this, Fu Yao also received some benefits. When he got off work, Han Xuyu drove his car and waited for him at the gate of the newspaper office, and Fu Yao got off work in his car.

This is the third day of Han Xuyu's meal. Han Xuyu said that he would help Fu Yao cook. Fu Yao saw that Han Xuyu was playing with a big spoon, so he let Han Xuyu do it. When the dishes were brought to the table, Fu Yao Yao was sure that Han Xuyu could cook, but the dishes on this plate were all bright red, and there were a few delicate red peppers sandwiched in the dishes.

"This dish is delicious with red chili peppers. I saw that there was just some in the refrigerator, so I cut it up and put it in it. Fu Yao, you should try doing the same next time." While speaking, Han Xuyu put it in his mouth with a satisfied face. He took a piece of bright red meat, and he still chewed it loudly.

The red pepper was bought by Fu Yao.After knowing that the editor-in-chief likes spicy food, the editor-in-chief went to the hospital and got stitches before he could make it.Fu Yao thought of this and glanced at the editor-in-chief.

Without even raising his eyelids, Lu Chenqian stretched his chopsticks towards the vegetable dish without chili that Fu Yao made.Fu Yao took one last look at the brightly red dishes and chose to stick his chopsticks over to the vegetarian dishes.The two of them ate half of the vegetarian dish in a short while.

"Really self-conscious." Han Xuyu praised his friend without hesitation, and then put a piece of meat with chopsticks into Fu Yao's bowl, "Yaoyao, try it."

The steaming white rice is dotted with a piece of red meat, which is really beautiful. Fu Yao held the chopsticks in his hands and stared at the meat. Suddenly, after eating Sichuan food that day, he felt his throat was choked, and he was weak. I answered.

When Fu Yao finally made up his mind to pick up the sliced ​​meat with chopsticks, a pair of chopsticks thrust in forcefully from the side, taking the sliced ​​meat away and stuffing it into his mouth.

Lu Chenqian ate the meat slices and started to attack vegetarian dishes. Han Xuyu withdrew the hand that was about to stop his friend and clicked his tongue, expressing his strong dissatisfaction.

Fu Yao was taken aback by the editor-in-chief's actions.Lu Chenqian ate by himself for a while, suddenly raised his head and said to Han Xuyu, "No matter how much you put food on Fu Yao, it will end in my mouth."

The implication is that being caught is also a waste of gallantry.

Fu Yao moved aside the rice grains that had been stained with chili in the bowl, but his heart was already in a mess. He tentatively attributed the behavior of the editor-in-chief to the fact that he was afraid that his stomach would be overwhelmed by the spicy food.

"Bandit, other people's food is delicious if you grab it." Han Xuyu taunted his friend to his heart's content.

"Papa Han said, don't talk at the dinner table."

Han Xuyu's eyes widened after hearing this, but he really didn't say anything. The three of them finished their dinner very quietly.After dinner, Han Xuyu drove home, Fu Yao washed the dishes, and Lu Chenqian found a change of clothes to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Fu Yao couldn't calm down at all.The editor-in-chief's stitches had only been removed for three days, and Fu Yao strongly protested against taking a bath, but obviously the protest was ineffective.

Lu Chenqian hadn't taken a shower since he was stabbed, and usually wiped it with a wet towel at most, but it didn't work at all.On the first day when the stitches were removed, he wanted to rush to the bathroom, but Fu Yao raised his eyebrows like a housekeeper, so he didn't rush in anyway, and held back the next day, but he really couldn't on the third day endured.

The stitches where the wound was sutured had scabbed over, and the water with a lower temperature should not be a big problem.Lu Chenqian thought about it and tried the water temperature. He took off his jacket and was about to take off his pants when the door of the bathroom was opened.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, but later realized that he was used to being alone and didn't have the habit of locking the door.

The bathroom was surrounded by white air because of the hot water for a while, Lu Chenqian stood in the middle of the white air, drying his upper body, perhaps because the bathroom was too hot, Fu Yao felt his face was a little hot and aching.

Fu Yao clutched the clean towel in his hand, pursed his lips and took two steps forward, his eyes flicked across the editor-in-chief's abdomen, and he said in a panic, "You forgot to take the towel!"

Fu Yao couldn't see the situation on the abdomen clearly at this distance, so he took another two steps forward. He didn't know what happened to his feet and suddenly slipped, and his body seemed to lean forward. When he stabilized his body and saw the editor-in-chief clearly When the wound was in progress, his face was almost attached to the editor-in-chief's abdomen, and he held the towel high above his head, and his head was on the towel, and the towel was on the editor-in-chief's body.

The editor-in-chief's hand was holding his shoulder very hard. Lu Chen's heart was beating non-stop. If he fell in the bathroom, what would he do if he bumped into something? As soon as he got angry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to wrestle with me?"

"...I can't beat the editor-in-chief either." Fu Yao hesitated for a while, swallowed back his sorry, and whispered back.

Lu Chenqian stretched out his hand and patted Fu Yao's head. In fact, he just fanned Fu Yao's hair from side to side without any effort.Fu Yao's hair was itchy from Lu Chenqian's action.

But his current focus is not there.

He used his mobile phone to search the Internet for a long time outside the house just now.It said on the Internet that if the wound scabs over, you can take a bath. Fu Yao can't rest assured that he will come in and have a look at the editor-in-chief's wound. If the wound does not heal, he must push the editor-in-chief out of the bathroom.

But now he looked very good, Fu Yao was very satisfied, then slowly raised his head and threw the towel into the editor-in-chief's arms, blushing and muttering that the bathroom was too hot to go out.

Lu Chen watched Fu Yao go out before turning his head to look at the cabinet. If he remembered correctly, there were two clean bath towels lying in the cabinet.Lu Chenqian didn't bother to expose Fu Yao, but he just found it a little funny that he now needs a college student who is a few years younger than him to worry about his ability to take care of himself.Lu Chenqian touched his chin, and never felt that there was anything about his face that could show that this person was unreliable.

After laughing, he also obeyed Fu Yao's intention, and wiped it off with this towel later.Lu Chen didn't wash for too long before he wiped his body and went out in his pajamas.When Lu Chen went out, Fu Yao sat on the sofa and dialed the phone, but the other party didn't seem to answer, Fu Yao kept calling repeatedly and then hung up.He frowned, and when he saw Lu Chen before and after, his brows loosened a little but were still tightly furrowed.

Lu Chen asked while brushing his hair, "What's wrong?"

"Well, I haven't been in touch for more than a week. I can't get through the phone, and there is no one at home." Fu Yao reluctantly put the phone on the sofa and gave up making repeated calls.

"From this city?"

Fu Yao shook his head, "No."

"Maybe I went back to my hometown." Fu Yao looked at Lu Chenqian and brushed his hair for a while, got up and went to the bathroom to find a hair dryer and handed it to Lu Chenqian.

"Jiang Yu used to tell me before leaving. He never disappeared like this. He couldn't be contacted by any means..."

Lu Chenqian was stunned when he heard Jiang Yu's name and put down the hair dryer, "You said you can't contact Jiang Yu?"

Fu Yao nodded and raised the phone to Lu Chen to show him the call records.There were at least 50 phone calls to Jiang Yu, but the other party did not answer.

"He went to study in Australia, the plane was more than ten days ago."

"...Ah," Fu Yao moved his fingers, "I really deserve to be a top student. I have studied in Australia."

Fu Yao instinctively felt unspeakable sadness.

The friendship between him and Jiang Yu has entered into a dead end, he has known it for a long time, and he may have pushed the two of them into this dead end step by step, but one day he was told that another person jumped over the wall and left , and he himself was still in the alley, unable to find the exit.

Fu Yao laughed twice with difficulty.

"The day he came to the hospital, he told me a few things about going to study abroad. He said he wanted to tell you about it in person. He just went abroad to adapt for a while, so just wait for him to contact you." Lu Chenqian comforted Fu Looking away, seeing that Fu Yao had no intention of speaking, he turned on the hair dryer and sat on the sofa to dry his hair.

That's what Jiang Yu told him that day. If Lu Chenqian hadn't seen Fu Yao's continuous calling today, he would have thought that Fu Yao would have known about Jiang Yu's study abroad.He really didn't expect Jiang Yu to leave without saying a word.

That night, Fu Yao was lying on the bed, his heart was so disturbed.The figure of the editor-in-chief kept bumping into his mind, and he finally calmed down. What was full of thoughts was Jiang Yu's leaving without saying goodbye, and Jiang Yu's hesitation when he called him that day.

It suddenly occurred to him that on the day the editor-in-chief was hospitalized, Jiang Yu called him to make an appointment for dinner, but he casually picked Jiang Yu up to deliver lunch to the editor-in-chief.The editor-in-chief said that Jiang Yu was on the plane the next day, maybe...

Jiang Yu originally planned to say goodbye to him, but he was assigned to deliver the meal.Fu Yao stretched out a hand, put his elbow on his eyes, and spurned himself countless times in his heart.

The moment he heard the news, he only felt the pity of being abandoned by his friends, and he didn't think about Jiang Yu's difficulties at all.His selfishness and self-interest have caused the people around him to suffer a lot.

Jiang Yu's gentleness may lie here, being able to be gentle with others casually and suppress his own expectations.Or, Jiang Yu always had nothing to do with Fu Yao and let him go... But now Jiang Yu might be tired.

He never had any right to feel that Jiang Yu was not good enough.

Lu Chenqian took a very long vacation this time. In addition to the annual leave and the vacation due to injury, Lu Chenqian stayed at home for more than half a month before going to work.The place of work is of course the Changzhou Evening News. That night, Han Xuyu called all the staff of the Evening News out of the restaurant to celebrate the return of Editor-in-Chief Lu to the Evening News.

I chose a newly opened Sichuan cuisine.It was only when Lu Chen arrived that he found out that Han Xuyu had chosen a Sichuan restaurant. He flipped through the menu and ordered a few dishes, and then asked the kitchen to put less chili in the dishes.

Fu Yao sat next to Zhang Shen and was far away from Lu Chenqian. The real distance between small employees like them and the editors was directly proportional to the distance at the dinner table.He couldn't hear what the editor-in-chief said, and his ears were filled with the chirping voices of his colleagues.

Fu Yao watched someone walk up to the editor-in-chief with a wine glass and stopped. He could see the appearance of that person clearly. Ning was still a celebrity in the Evening News. Keep others from stepping down.Ning Ye is a good news writer, and he is considered a pillar in the social section.To put it bluntly, this kind of person is good at talking but doesn't like to talk well.

His eyes were caught by the situation over there, eager to know what the man would spit out, he looked over there with a little worry.Fu Yao saw Ning Ye moved his mouth with a smile, and then raised his glass. Han Xuyu, who was standing next to Lu Chenqian, turned pale immediately, and his smile stopped.