editor in chief come after me

The boy in the two-inch photo, Fu Yao could tell with just one glance, that this person was the other protagonist of the photo on the forum some time ago.Fu Yao squatted on the ground, his legs were a little numb, he put the photos back into the wooden box, and grabbed a few envelopes scattered outside.

The corners of the white envelope were slightly yellowed because it had been stored for too long, but the writing on the envelope was still clear.The boy's handwriting is very delicate, the strokes are beautiful, and he wrote his name on the envelope with a pen neatly, Lin Chenye.

The opening of the envelope was obviously torn, but it was carefully glued together later.This is the envelope that the editor-in-chief glued up.He touched the opening of the envelope that had been hardened by the glue, as if feeling the distance between him and the editor-in-chief. No matter in terms of age or psychology, the two of them were different.

But what was really important was that Fu Yao found out that he actually cared. At that time, the editor-in-chief was not around him.How the editor-in-chief grew up, he never knew, not even heard of.

And this good-looking boy with good handwriting, who grew up with the editor-in-chief, is also cherished by the editor-in-chief.

He squeezed the envelope and tried to break it even with some force. He suppressed his desire to tear the envelope, and stuffed the envelope into the wooden box.There was no one at home, but he put the wooden box back to its original place as if nothing had happened.

After finishing all this, Fu Yao didn't have the heart to eat dinner anymore, so he put on a dark sun protection suit and went out. The ultraviolet rays made his arms a little itchy.Fu Yao didn't think about where to go, nor did he make a decision.He could have dragged his luggage and walked out, and he had paid the rent money and had the keys in his hands, but he didn't want to.

You should always say something to the editor-in-chief face to face, and then leave.

This is what he thought after he came out of the rented house, and this idea seems to still hold true in this situation.

He walked faster and faster, even he didn't feel it, when he returned to his soul, he was already standing under the stone pailou in Changzhou Lake.There are not too many people in Changzhou Lake Park. It is still bright now, and I eat dinner at home at this time, and there are very few people walking in the park.

Fu Yao looked up at the words on the stone arch and paused, but he still walked in. He walked around the lake, kicking small stones on the ground boredly as he walked.

The phone rang, Fu Yao stopped and took out the phone to check the caller ID.

When he saw the name of the contact on the screen of the phone, his breath stopped and he was a little overwhelmed.Holding the vibrating mobile phone for some reason, he guessed what the editor-in-chief wanted to say to him, why he called, and what tone he should use to answer.

"Editor, are you looking for me?"

Fu Yao's voice was a bit depressed, Lu Chenqian pressed his thumb against his index finger on the other end of the phone, and spent a long time to ease the negative emotions that Fu Yao easily brought to him.

After a while, the editor-in-chief said wearily: "I'm eating out at night, so don't wait for me."

Fu Yao should tell the editor-in-chief now that he has found a house and he can move out immediately.But he didn't want to say it, for fear that the exhaustion of the editor-in-chief would turn into a surprise after hearing that he was going to move out, and he wished he could move out as soon as possible.

He didn't want things to turn out like this, and he would never agree, so he actually chose to keep silent about this matter, which is not his usual style.

"I see."

"Then...bye, editor-in-chief."

"Well, goodbye." Lu Chenqian smiled softly after finishing speaking, but it was more like a sigh.

Fu Yao held the phone without moving. He began to marvel at how much his brain had thought in such a short few minutes. To put it bluntly, he was looking forward and backward. so.

As for why it became like this, the answer was too obvious, so obvious that he had to face it squarely. It was not because of the editor-in-chief, but because of Lu Chenqian.Why should he worry about the injured editor, why he can't even find trouble with the editor, why he remembers the places the editor took him to every time, why he remembers the editor's preferences and habits in his heart, and why he becomes weirdly dependent on the editor , I have become able to regard a strange place as my home, and I am reluctant to leave.

It is because the editor-in-chief is too important to him.His so-called admiration had gone completely stale, and he had a feeling for the editor-in-chief that demanded reciprocation.

He likes the editor-in-chief, Lu Chenqian, very much, he has never liked anyone like this before.He used to think that he was like this, he would worry a lot about every step he took, a selfish person who would only cause trouble for others, and would not like anyone at all, but it turned out that he thought he was wrong, this person appeared at this time miraculously Click on it, let him like it, and then don't know what method to use to get the same feelings from the other party.

The editor-in-chief likes Lin Chenye, right... As for him, Fu Yao, he came too late, or the curtain call ended before it was his turn to appear.

"Fu Yao?"

Fu Yao's hands trembled before he slowly raised his head, moved his eyes away from the phone, and moved to the face of the person who called his name.

It was Gongyu, she was wearing a sportswear, her arms and legs were hidden in the clothes, and she was standing in front of him and was taking off the earphones in her ears, "It's really you, I look like you, it's been a while since I haven't seen you for a long time It’s a little unsure.”

Gong Yu is the daughter of his father's second wife. Fu Yao has no blood relationship with her at all, but they have a good relationship. I guess it's because Gong Yu is more talkative and really nice.

"Aren't you too hot?" Fu Yao put the phone back into his jacket pocket, Gong Yu glanced at Fu Yao's movements with a smile and didn't say a word, and opened his mouth to answer Ying Yao's question.

"There's no way to get tanned in summer, so I have to cover it all up to block some fierce ultraviolet rays." Gong Yu fanned the wind with his hand, and a person ran up behind her, just when Fu Yao and Gong Yu were passing by , the man was pulled over by Gong Yu's sleeve.

The man who was caught looked helpless, and Gongyu stepped on the man's shoulder and said, "Your brother-in-law, why is he more handsome than you?"

The man also wore sportswear, but the difference was that the man was wearing short sleeves and shorts, revealing a healthy skin color, obviously not afraid of the sun.The man is tall, at least 1.8 meters five, his hair is short enough to reveal his blue scalp, his facial features are sharp and angular, and he looks tough and good-looking.

"My brother-in-law is much more handsome than me."

Just as the man was about to say something, he was pushed away by Gong Yu. Although the man was full of helplessness, Fu Yao felt very relieved by his lack of anger.

Gongyu looked at the back of the man running farther and farther, folded his arms, and pouted, "This guy won't be able to stop talking if you let him. When he just graduated, he had no experience as an errand runner for two years. He ran around everywhere." Selling everywhere, I quit now, but the sequelae are serious, and now I can’t stop talking when I meet people.”

This disliked word was said by Gong Yu, and at most it could be called coquettish, his sister was in disagreement again, Fu Yao thought silently in her heart.But what he thinks more about is the editor-in-chief.His brain has raised a white flag to the editor-in-chief, and he is willing to guarantee that the editor-in-chief will be considered all the time, no matter what kind of things, and it is unconditional.

"Dad misses you a lot, go home and have a look in a few days."

Fu Yao hesitated, then nodded, "I will."

"I went to your school to look for you some time ago, but I couldn't find you. The old man of the doorman said that you have long since left the dormitory." Gong Yu glanced at Fu Yao beside him, "I didn't tell Dad, but he said Time to call you. Where do you live now?"

"Some time ago I lived in... a colleague's house. The house has been found, and I can move there in two days."

While talking, the man passed in front of the two of them again, and Gong Yu took the opportunity to slap the man on the shoulder. The man smiled while running and turned his head to look back. Gong Yu gestured to him with two fingers to make a V.

Fu Yao watched the interaction between the two in a daze, forgetting to blame Gong Yu for not listening to him seriously, Gong Yu smiled and turned around to find that Fu Yao had lost his soul again.

In fact, when she saw Fu Yao, she felt sensitively that Fu Yao seemed to have something on his mind, and until now, Fu Yao hadn't figured out what was on his mind. Just now, Fu Yao was holding the phone, whether he was waiting for a call or thinking about it. She didn't know if she was going to make a call, but Fu Yao just cared about the person on the other end of the phone.

"What? Is the single brother envious?" Gong Yu stretched out his hand and shook Fu Yao's eyes, smiling very happily, "It's okay, girls like you the most, my sister can introduce you to some reliable ones." Girlfriend, you are satisfied."

"You should keep it for yourself." Fu Yao replied calmly, and was chased by Gong Yu the next moment and ran away for a long distance.

The next day, Fu Yao left with the suitcase, and the keys were placed on the coffee table.He stood at the door, holding the handle, wearing a peaked cap on his head, and pulling the suitcase with the other hand, as if he was about to travel.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad. If it was a trip, it would be fine, because no matter how far he traveled, he would always come back, but this time was different. He had no reason to come back after he left.

Before he left, he called the editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief agreed with a few words, but he still felt very tired, and the two of them had nothing to say, as long as it was clear that he wanted to move out, it was fine.

In the past few days, the editor-in-chief and him have not had any communication except for the necessary meeting at the newspaper office.The editor-in-chief can always grasp when Fu Yao is sleeping, so he takes advantage of that time to walk home, and then leaves quietly the next day.

Fu Yao took one last look cruelly, resisting the desire to check the water and electricity switches in the room again, pressed the doorknob and went out to close the door. No one knew how much courage he had used.

Zhang Shen was waiting for him in the underground parking lot. When he saw him come out to help carry the luggage, he put them into the trunk one by one.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Let me show you. You haven't eaten my cooking for so long?" Zhang Shen looked embarrassed, watching Fu Yao fasten his seat belt.

Zhang Shen is a person who can talk happily without cheering. He babbled endlessly, which gave Fu Yao a reason to be silent. He just nestled on Zhang Shen's co-pilot, thinking about some things that he didn't have. , Zhang Shen's voice also became farther and farther away.

In the future, there will be no chance to hide in the editor-in-chief's car, and there is no way to sit in that position again.He remembered the night when the editor-in-chief's car was splashed with paint, the editor-in-chief put his hand on his shoulder and pressed him to the co-pilot.

He was always frightened, he always seemed to be afraid.

That day, he was afraid that the paint on his body would stick to the editor's seat.

Then the editor-in-chief said to him, "If the dead things are dirty, they should be washed, if they are broken, they should be repaired, and if they are lost, they can be bought with money. But people can't do it, and neither can feelings."

The editor-in-chief seemed to be fearless. He disliked Fu Yao's timidity. He even forced Fu Yao to move forward. It was best not to have any resistance in his heart to move forward bravely.

No more sophisms and no lies.

Lu Chenqian was such a person, it seemed really difficult for Fu Yao not to like him.

"Are you so sleepy? Hey! Do I sound like a teacher lecturing!" Zhang Shen saw that Fu Yao's eyes were already closed, as if he could go to Zhou Gong if he didn't pay attention, and suddenly he was like a discouraged ball. She curled her lips, "Okay, go to sleep, I'll call you when you get off the bus."

"Um……"

It's hard not to like Lu Chenqian.

Getting Lu Chen to like him is harder than going to heaven.After all, the person Lu Chenqian has been thinking about all the time is really good-looking and excellent. He is a person who... Watching Lu Chenqian grow up, that person has an advantage over anyone else, just because that person has been here before and he is late long time.