cute and cool

After Liang Yilan passed away, Qiao Bei was depressed for a while.

It wasn't quite right to say depressed, he was just more silent and less talkative than usual.

The days soon came to the end of November, and Cheng Wang began to get busy, sometimes working on weekends.

On the last Sunday in November, he came to the office early in the morning to work overtime.

When I was about to go back, I just received a call from Qiao Beixin.

"My colleague gave me two tickets to the drama, do you want to watch it? It's tonight, and the location is very good."

This drama club is very famous, and the theater is also close to Chengwang Company. The drama that is being screened has a good reputation.

Cheng Wang felt a little itchy in his heart.

Qiao Beixin explained: "Originally, my colleague wanted to go with his girlfriend, but his girlfriend got sick, so the ticket became vacant. He asked who wanted to go in the group, and I was leaving."

There was a little smile on the words: "I want to go see it with you, are you free?"

Cheng Wang scratched his head and agreed: "Okay, I want to see it too."

There was still a while before the opening of the play, and they had dinner in a shopping mall near the play.

Qiao Beixin arrived early, and after seeing Cheng Wang sitting down, he offered him two cups of milk tea.

It is the one in the shopping mall at the back door of the high school, the one that often queues up.

Cheng Wang hasn't had milk tea for a long time.

It's not because I don't like it, it's purely because the colleagues in the firm prefer to drink coffee, which is all caused by herd mentality.But he is a little sensitive to sex, he always feels his heart beating after drinking it, and he stopped drinking coffee as time goes by.

Now Cheng Wang can barely be regarded as a health boy.

The milk tea shop changed the packaging, and for the sake of environmental protection, the straw was also canceled, and the design of the open cup lid was changed.

Cheng Wang thought the two cups were the same, so he pulled off the lid of one cup at will and put it in his mouth.

"Hey——" Qiao Beixin stopped him, "There was sugar added to one cup. The clerk said that adding no sugar would be too bitter, and I don't know if your taste has changed, so I bought two cups."

Hearing this, Cheng Wang took a closer look at the bottle—unfortunately, he grabbed it casually and chose the cup of whole sugar.

But he didn't make a sound, and took a few sips with his milk tea cup in his mouth.

The other cup was placed in front of Qiao Beixin.It's just that he wasn't interested in these drinks and never drank them.

The two of them had a soup pot tonight. It was delicious, but it was a bit too spicy.None of them could eat spicy food, Cheng Wang's cheeks were flushed, and Qiao Beixin was breathing softly.

When she finally couldn't help it, Qiao Beixin pulled off the lid and took a sip of the milk tea.

……

An extremely rare expression of pain appeared on his face.

After swallowing the liquid in his mouth with difficulty, he said in disbelief, "The one without sugar...is it so bitter?"

Cheng Wang looked at him innocently.

Qiao Beixin endured and endured, but still couldn't bear the complaint in his heart: "Why do you like to drink such bitter things?"

Cheng Wang slapped the table opposite and laughed wildly.

The delicious dinner and wonderful drama slightly comforted Cheng Wang's grief and indignation of working overtime on weekends, so he didn't refuse Qiao Beixin's proposal to send him home.

After getting off the car, Qiao Beixin took Cheng Wang's computer bag and carried it on his back.

"Your computer is so heavy?"

Cheng Wang sighed exaggeratedly: "Yes, every late night when I work overtime, my body is bent by the heavy computer."

Qiao Beixin looked serious: "You usually sit and type on the keyboard at work, which is really bad for the cervical and lumbar spine. Chairs and pillows can be used."

After speaking, his eyes moved to Cheng Wang's wrist.

Didn't see that bracelet.

Qiao Beixin lowered her head and pursed her lips.Although I knew I couldn't rush, I was still a little disappointed.

He asked Cheng Wang, "I'll take you to..."

Before the words finished, Cheng Wang waved to him with a smile, took his computer bag, and said cheerfully, "Goodbye, Xiao Qiao."

Qiao Beixin: "."

He nodded helplessly: "Okay, goodbye."

When Cheng Wang pushed open the door downstairs, Qiao Beixin stopped him again.

"Xiao Wang!" He ran over in two steps and said, "Xiao Wang, I was in a bad mood a while ago. I adjusted it myself for a few days, and now I feel almost the same."

He reached out and grabbed the hood of Cheng Wang's coat, motioning him to turn around.

Cheng Wang is wearing a dark green hooded coat today. The wool is smooth and shiny, and it glows discreetly under the street lamps.

It felt so good, Qiao Beixin pinched the edge of the hood and rubbed it, reluctant to let go.

Cheng Wang rescued the hood dissatisfied.

Qiao Beixin smiled embarrassingly, touched his nose, and felt ashamed of his childish behavior just now.

He continued: "It's still a bit uncomfortable. I always feel...how could she just leave like this. But thinking about it, it might be a relief for her. "

He rubbed his face, got out of the slightly sad mood, wanted to touch Cheng Wang, and thought of the third chapter of the agreement, but had no choice but to put his hands back in his pockets.

"But the living go on living anyway, right?"

He took out his phone again, turned on the screen, and then shook his head, "Today is Sunday, give me one last night of sadness and sorrow, starting next Monday, I will pursue you hard, okay?"

Cheng Wang's eyelashes trembled, he twisted his hands uncomfortably, and turned off Qiao Beixin's phone screen.

"Who cares about you..." He left this sentence and ran into the building.

When he got off work on Monday, Cheng Wang caught Qiao Beixin downstairs in the company again.

It's very strange, because both of them are very busy at work, if Qiao Beixin wants to find Cheng Wang for dinner or take him home this day, he will ask in advance to avoid missing out.

But not this time, Cheng Wang stood in the lobby on the first floor, watching Qiao Beixin sitting on the marble steps at the door from a distance, as if he had been waiting for a while.

The security guard helped Cheng Wang open the door, followed his gaze, smiled and said, "Your friend has been waiting for you for a long time."

Okay, come every day, even the security guards know each other.

Cheng Wang walked over and poked him from behind.

Qiao Beixin raised his head and was quite surprised to see Cheng Wang: "Get off work so early today?"

Cheng Wang: "I just sorted out the requirements and sent them to the customers, and I'm waiting for them to send the materials."

Qiao Beixin was wearing a black down jacket with a layer of terry on the hat, which was blown back and forth by the wind.

Cheng Wang asked, "Have you been here for a long time? Why don't you go in and wait, it's so windy outside."

Qiao Beixin narrowed her eyes and said, "It's okay, it's not cold."

"Then what are you doing here today?"

"It's nothing. I learned a dish this afternoon and I want to try it for you."

"You don't work on Monday afternoon, learning to cook by fishing?" Cheng Wang hummed, "I'm going to write a letter to report you."

This is really wronging Qiao Beixin. His personnel transfer notice came out today, and he came here to report this afternoon, so he was a little free.

"Didn't I tell you before that there might be personnel changes." Qiao Beixin explained, "I was transferred to the office, and I was kicked down to the grassroots before I officially started work."

It's a long story.

For various reasons, Qiao Beixin's college grades were not outstanding, but he really worked hard to review for the civil service exam.

He scored very well in the written test and was successfully admitted to the Provincial Public Security Bureau.

He took the economic investigation test. He followed the case in the police stations of various districts for the past two years. He just returned to the hall recently and began to write various materials for closing the case.

When one of the materials was submitted to the leader, he was named and praised by a leader.

This leader is notorious for cherishing talents, and later pushed Qiao Beixin to a secretarial competition, intending to let Qiao Beixin be his secretary.

This kind of secretarial competition is held every year, and the test is the ability to write materials: whether the article has depth, whether it is cliché, whether it can grasp the key points, and whether the writing speed is fast enough.

Qiao Beixin was not born as a secretarial secretary, so when he was pushed to participate in the competition, he also had the mentality of playing for fun.

No one expected that he was actually the No.1 of that session.

The leader was overjoyed, taking advantage of this personnel transfer, he was simply transferred to the office.

No one around Cheng Wang was a civil servant. He couldn't understand the setup of these departments, so he asked, "Is the office better than your previous position?"

"Each has its advantages and disadvantages. The economic investigation is easier, but it will be on business trips. The office is busier, but the promotion is more beneficial." Qiao Beixin explained, "However, my grassroots work experience is still a little bit worse. Been putting it off. Must go now."

He said a name: "It's the police station near your company. I'll report there in the afternoon."

Cheng Wang glanced at him, "Start fishing after the report?"

Qiao Beixin seemed to be in a good mood, and joked with him: "Yeah, so you don't always think my cooking is bad."

It's rare to get off work early. Tonight, Qiao Beixin went to Cheng Wang's house and really cooked a table of meals.

Cheng Jing is also back.

He has been really unlucky for the past two years.Previously, due to client reasons, I had to sign an audit report with reserved opinions, and then went to an IPO project non-stop.

IPO, three letters that scare auditors.The audit of the one-year statement has exhausted them, and the three-year statement is hell.

Cheng Wang opened the door of the house and found that the shoe cabinet was crookedly tossed with his eldest brother's leather shoes.

He picked up the shoes and said to Qiao Beixin in a low voice, "Brother is back, he is probably catching up on sleep."

Cheng Jing can cook, but he is too busy, and the brothers basically don't fire at home.

Therefore, when the smell of rice came from home for a long time, Cheng Jing woke up from the dream instantly.

The first reaction is by no means a surprise.He hurriedly dressed and got out of bed, for fear that his younger brother would set the kitchen on fire.

After opening the bedroom door, he suddenly found his younger brother sitting calmly on the sofa playing switch!

Cheng Jing was shocked: "The kitchen is cooking, are you playing here?!"

Cheng Wang asked blankly: "Then what else...?"

Qiao Beixin heard the voice and walked out of the kitchen.

"what happened?"

Cheng Jing looked at him suspiciously, then looked back at his younger brother.

"...It's nothing, be careful, don't drop the oil on the shovel on the ground."

At the dinner table, Cheng Jing looked at this for a while, and looked at that for a while, but the younger one ignored him.

Unable to hold back, he tapped the plate in front of him with his chopsticks.

"What's the matter with you two? Can you say something?"

Still no one cares about him.

Cheng Wang raised his head and muttered in a low voice, "Eat your meal well."

After the meal, Qiao Beixin consciously went to wash the dishes again.

Cheng Jing sat on the sofa with her arms crossed, watching this person come in and out.

He winked at Cheng Cheng, and asked in a low voice, "You are really calm."

Cheng Wang somewhat guessed that his elder brother knew about his relationship with Qiao Bei, but he was still guilty.

He laughed and said, "Aha?"

"Aha, you're so big." I was stunned by the elder brother, "I'll take care of you when he leaves."

After tidying up these, Qiao Beixin didn't stay much longer.He looked up at his chin and said, "It's rare to get off work so early, take a rest early today, I think you are coming to your busy season again. Will you work overtime until the early morning for several months this year?"

"Yes...it happens every year, there is no way." Cheng Wang picked up his coat and handed it over, complaining, "I feel upset when I think of having to work overtime. I hope there is no overtime in the world."

Qiao Beixin's down jacket was still wrapped in his police uniform.

He usually puts the police uniform in the office, and only takes it home when changing and washing.

Cheng Wang didn't pay attention, and didn't realize that the weight of the clothes was wrong. With a slip of his hand, the police uniform wrapped inside slipped out - Cheng Wang would never allow such a thing as the clothes falling on the ground to happen in front of his eyes. Clothes, pulling the hem of the clothes back into his arms.

He muttered and asked, "Can you let your clothes go well...why are you clumped together!"

"I don't want others to see the police uniform," Qiao Beixin explained, "There is a police sign on the clothes, and if it spreads out, it will cause trouble. I'm used to it."

This was another area that Cheng Wang couldn't understand. He curled his lips and handed the clothes to Qiao Beixin, but his fingers rubbed an extremely uneven bulge on the hem of the clothes.

A rectangular object, a thin piece, stuck to the lining of the police uniform.

He asked casually, "Put such a small thing in your pocket and be careful not to lose it."

Qiao Beixin didn't answer, but took the clothes slowly, and touched that place with great care.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

No prize quiz, what did Xiao Qiao put in it?

For those who didn’t guess it, please read the text =v=