If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

As soon as the horn was turned on, Xie Xun's secretary hadn't gone far. Hearing the sound like a repeater, he was almost shocked. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held the coffee firmly in his hand.

She was quite calm, but looking back at the first floor, apart from her, the staff from the front desk to the elevators were already curiously and cautiously trying to poke their heads out.

But after all, it was the boss's name that was being called, and everyone dared not be too presumptuous after all. It's just that the current employees, who have no urgent matters at hand, have already chatted enthusiastically in the internal group that eliminated the management.

[Hi everyone, please tell me, am I the only one who is hallucinating. 】

【no! !no! ! 】

【I'm sorry Mr. Xie, but it's really funny hahahahahaha】

【So it's the proprietress who is shouting? 】

[Strictly speaking, it can even be called the boss, after all, you look up the company's name. 】

【oh--】

【oh--】

【I just said that those rumors about forced marriages are all nonsense. 】

[Tears in my eyes, although it's so dirty, I like it very much. 】

[So Mr. Xie heard it? 】

【Have you heard it...】

【Then why doesn't he go down. 】

[Is there a possibility that Mr. Xie is suffering from a headache now, how can he come down quietly. 】

【Reasonable. 】

[Very reasonable. 】

[Otherwise, when Mr. Xie comes down later, let's be respectful and pretend we didn't hear it. 】

【really!What kind of work does my wife have to do when she is blocking the door!It was me who slipped away! 】

【Death for President Xie. 】

【Death for President Xie. 】

【Death for President Xie. 】

However, Mr. Xie himself was sitting in his office, holding a pen in his hand, and looking at a document handed over by Liang Fan.

Suddenly, his hands froze.

"What's the matter?" Seeing him stop, Liang Fan was a little confused, "Is there something wrong with the contract?"

Xie Xun shook his head: "Did you hear anything?"

The other party frowned strangely: "It's nothing. What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he took a sip of tea, trying to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise.

After all, it's not nice to be distracted during work hours.

He quickly settled down to review the document again, signed it after confirming that it was correct, handed it to Liang Fan, and then said, "Did you really not hear anything?"

This time Liang Fan listened carefully: "It seems to be a loudspeaker... Why are there small vendors downstairs in your company? Does the urban management care?"

Xie Xun lost expression on his face, and quickly changed the topic: "Then have you gotten back together with your ex-girlfriend recently?"

"Which pot do you not open and which pot do you lift?" Liang Fan almost jumped up.

"Come on then." Xie Xun stood up, walked aside to get his coat, "I'm off work."

Liang Fan opened his eyes wide: "Didn't it be agreed to talk about the projects invested by the trade city?"

"It's okay to talk that night."

His movements were coherent and smooth, Liang Fan was still in a daze, he didn't expect how this person suddenly changed his mind.

Xie Xun walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked at the flamboyant sports cars and roses downstairs, obviously he was too much, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and was even in a good mood.

"Then go back later by yourself, and tell the secretary if you want to leave a message." Xie Xun tidied up his clothes and buttoned up his suit.

"Wait, what are you doing now—" Liang Fan was still puzzled.

Xie Xun has already opened the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and glanced back at him indifferently: "Go and fall in love."

"........."

Liang Fan opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.

"By the way, I almost forgot there is one more thing." Xie Xun stopped, "I have other plans at the end of the year, and I may work harder for you then."

"what's the plan?"

"Take a test, wait for it to stabilize, and study further."

Liang Fan thought he heard it wrong: "Let's not say whether you have the energy, even if you do, you will prepare for the exam at the end of the year? Isn't it a bit too serious?"

This time it was Xie Xun who looked at him with some puzzlement: "Isn't that kind of thing that you can get by just reading the book?"

"..." Liang Fan looked at him like a ghost.

"Okay, let's talk about it later."

It wasn't until the office became quiet that he heard the faint sound of a horn coming from downstairs.

It's not a peddler, but the name of my ancestor friend.

Tell him to go downstairs to fall in love.

"..." Liang Fan didn't bring it up again in one breath. Looking at Xie Xun's back pressing the elevator, he silently cast a resentful look,

It has to be him.

Xie Xun didn't take his own elevator this time, but used the employee's ordinary elevator to go down. When he opened the door, the employee who was still whispering and gossiping at the elevator entrance was taken aback: "Mr. Xie!"

The two looked at each other in blank dismay. After all, they were still eating melons passionately last second, analyzing when President Xie would come down.

"Yeah." But at this moment, Xie Xun was like a spring breeze, and it could almost be said that he responded gently.

Such gentleness made them even more frightened, and they almost started to think about the problem of losing their jobs. As a result, the front desk at the side was eager to gain wisdom, looked at Xie Xun and smiled: "Mr. Xie, your tie today is so beautiful."

"Really." Xie Xun's expression was calm, he just strode through the staff, walked in the direction of the trumpet freely, and dropped a word before leaving.

"—the wife picked it."

Cheng Cheng didn't wait long, and he saw the person he wanted to see.

He immediately turned off the horn, and because he was not sure about Xie Xun's reaction, he was a little nervous, and finally he stretched out his hands to act first: "Hug!"

He didn't want any face, not to mention that he was not the only one who was ashamed, Cheng Cheng had almost no psychological burden.

Anyway, Xie Xun came down, so he should not be very angry.

He was still thinking about it, when he saw Xie Xun really came over and took the initiative to hug him.

He didn't feel ashamed when playing the trumpet, and he didn't feel ashamed when he asked for a hug. In the end, Cheng Cheng's face became thinner when he really hugged him. He put his hand on his back and patted him lightly. His face turned red, and he whispered: " So many people... are watching."

Xie Xun didn't speak, but kissed his side face even more vigorously.

Cheng Cheng curled up his fingers holding his shoulders, and slipped into the driver's seat after a while: "Then... let's go first, I'll pick you up from get off work."

"Didn't you pick me up to date?" Xie Xun opened the car door and raised his lips when he saw a whole bouquet of roses.

"It's all the same." Cheng Cheng replied with a cough.

Xie Xun didn't ask any more questions, and got into the car in a good mood.

Cheng Cheng chose a convertible today, and Xie Xun in the co-pilot was holding a bouquet of flowers, which attracted a lot of attention wherever he drove.

And he doesn't drive very often, and the speed is extremely slow. Every time other cars pass them in the overtaking lane, someone will always look back in surprise. Cheng Cheng always has the feeling that he is following Xie Xun in a parade feel.

Fortunately, Xie is always skipping work now, and he is still working anyway, the road conditions are good, and there is another green light all the way, which makes it easy for Cheng Cheng to drive to his destination without much effort.

"Let's go baby." Cheng Cheng pulled out the key and got out of the car with Xie Xun, "I said I would bring you here to date."

"Have you ever been here?" He asked like offering a treasure.

According to Xie Xun's personality that doesn't like to hang out, he should not be familiar with it.

But Xie Xun paused for a moment, and didn't seem to intend to lie to him: "Yes. A small art gallery was newly built before."

Cheng Cheng didn't expect him to know: "Isn't it newly built, how do you know?"

Xie Xun already guessed what Cheng Cheng was going to bring him to see, but it still didn't affect his mood at the moment: "I saw it casually before."

In fact, it was the half year when Cheng Cheng disappeared, he just searched everywhere.

But he didn't say it.

"Oh..." But Cheng Cheng could guess it quickly. Fortunately, he only had a moment of depression, and he quickly recovered, "That's just right, while it's just finished..."

He said to him without shame: "I will take you to see the solo exhibition of the great artist."

"No entrance fee, private room, you are the first visitor." Cheng Cheng said.

"Okay." Xie Xun obediently let him lead, and the two walked in together.

Just when he walked in the door, he was stunned for a moment.

The entire wall that catches the eye has almost only one theme, and Xie Xun has seen every painting.

"how do you……"

"I was in a hurry and didn't have time to take it away. When I came back, I couldn't find it. When I went to my grandma's house that day, she told me about it." Cheng Cheng confessed to him, "Actually, I guessed it early in the morning. You won't throw it away, but you couldn't tell the truth for more than ten days at that time, so you have been holding back until now."

"I thought you... didn't have that idea anymore." Xie Xun said.

He did leave the painting with Qi Rong at that time, but the other party sighed, but didn't say much.

Cheng Cheng talked with Qi Rong alone for a long time that day.

They are all smart people, and many words were not pointed out, but in the end the other party still had red eyes: "I will return the painting that Xie Xun asked me to keep."

"—Xiaocheng, as long as you live happily."

After taking over the painting, he simply didn't know Xie Xun. After all, he had done a lot of this kind of exhibition with his classmates before. At least he finally had the conditions to make his own one. Of course, he had to do it himself.

"The side you see now was painted before I left."

The people in the paintings have different expressions and postures, and it can be seen that they are all instant creations that suddenly came up with inspiration.

It's not really artistic, but Cheng Cheng doesn't mind.

"I made it myself, it's unavoidably a bit rough, don't mind." Cheng Cheng was still a little nervous when he was talking while grabbing Xie Xun's hand.

But he didn't stop walking, pulling him through the corridor until he reached the widest main hall.

"But these must be something you haven't seen before."

When Cheng Cheng spoke, the tip of his tongue trembled a little, and he took a deep breath before finishing.

Different from the works that Xie Xun saw a year ago, what is presented to him now are new paintings one after another.

"When I was in City B, I didn't dare to go out for fear of being discovered, but I was bored, so I could only draw."

"I can't find anything to paint, so I can only paint you all the time."

The protagonist on the screen is still the same, but it is completely different from before, the painting on this entire wall almost has only one expression.

The protagonist stands and looks directly out of the painting, as if communicating silently with the painter, with deep eyes, trying to express something.

Cheng Cheng was still a little shy, so he simply hid behind Xie Xun and pressed his forehead against his back before continuing.

"I imagined that you could look at me, talk to me, and maybe be angry, but you would definitely forgive me."

"I have tried other painting methods, but I still want to communicate with you. As a result, I have been painting and painting, and it has always been like this."

As soon as his hands warmed up, Xie Xun's palms covered him.

"Although I've said it before, I think it's okay to say it again." Cheng Cheng was so nervous that he was almost out of breath, "I'm different from the Cheng Cheng you thought a year ago. I didn't want it from the beginning. It's fierce for you. What you saw, when I suddenly felt uncomfortable...It's also because I want to smile at you. "

"Maybe it was instinct to want to draw you at first, but now I recognize it clearly, whether it is the past or the future, I recognize it clearly."

"I like you, and I miss you every day when we are apart. Even though it sounds sour, I just think that you are my muse."

"You are the embodiment of the art and inspiration I have been wandering for a long time, the only existence of love and beauty that I want to have instinctively after forgetting about composition and skills. You let me know for the first time that emotions are like this. As long as I can think of you, I will always have the strength to paint endlessly, and I will always have the desire to create for you."

"You don't need to stick to dusk or morning in my paintings, and it doesn't matter whether you are blurry or clear. As long as you are here and I can catch you, I will be happy."

"I like you so much, and I love you so much."

"I don't want to be separated from you anymore."