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Wen Shuo honestly exchanged mobile phone numbers with Dai Zhenheng, and added WeChat.

Now it is impossible to get rid of the other party, so we can only walk out together in embarrassment.

When taking the elevator downstairs, Wen Shuo deliberately stood in front, but couldn't help but peek at Dai Zhenheng behind him through the reflection of the metal wall of the elevator box.

The eyes of the two met on the metal wall, and they looked at each other for a moment, and then Wen Shuo lowered his eyelids to look at his toes.

There was no words all the way, and Dai Zhenheng asked after leaving the gate of the shopping mall: "How do I go back?"

"Take the subway." Seeing that he didn't insist on seeing him off, Wen Shuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's very convenient."

Dai Zhenheng didn't force it, and nodded: "Be careful on the road."

He wanted to go to the parking lot in another direction, so he stood there and looked at Wen Shuo. He couldn't drive to see him off, at least he had to watch him leave.

Wen Shuo didn't know what he was thinking, and after saying goodbye, he didn't run away in a hurry, but put his hands in his pockets, rubbing the soles of his shoes on the ground.

Dai Zhenheng was a little panicked at first, but seeing him like this, he couldn't help feeling funny.

But he didn't speak first, and Wen Shuo didn't leave, so he stood aside to accompany him, hoping to stay like this for another hour.

After a long while, Wen Shuo hesitated for a long time before humming: "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to attack you."

One sentence instantly soothed the suffocation in Dai Zhenheng's chest.

"To be honest, I can understand her. You are so nice and outstanding...then what are you..." Wen Shuo lowered his lowered head even lower, "She's actually pretty good, brother, you have to What do you think, don't worry about me..."

Dai Zhenheng: "..." A foul word stuck in his throat nearly vomited him to death.

Seeing that he was silent, Wen Shuo sneaked a look at him, but when he turned his head, he met a pair of angry and wronged eyes.

Dai Zhenheng: "You know it very well, and even interceded for her."

Wen Shuo: "..."

Dai Zhenheng: "Why don't you ask me if I'm willing? Why don't you ask me what I think? Are you all so forcefully assigning partners based on the head? You don't ask the public opinion? You don't need my consent?"

Wen Shuo: "..."

Being questioned by Dai Zhenheng, Wen Shuo was also poor at words, and it took him a while to bite the bullet and say: "...Brother, I really didn't expect you to be so good at speaking..."

"I'm afraid that if I don't say anything, I will be sent to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate from someone I don't like."

Wen Shuo was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do: "...I'm sorry...I didn't mean that, I mean you don't have to worry about my feelings..."

Seeing his embarrassment, Dai Zhenheng was not so aggrieved anymore, but he still couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart: "Then who should I worry about?"

When he said this, his voice was originally very soft, and there were so many people outside, and some people honked their horns in a very unqualified way, Wen Shuo couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

Dai Zhenheng smiled self-deprecatingly, and shook his head: "It's nothing."

Seeing him laughing, Wen Shuo felt relieved even if he didn't know why, thinking that this matter should be over.

The two stood at the entrance of the shopping mall where people came and went, and after looking at each other for a while, Wen Shuo felt his face heat up, and he said a little embarrassedly, "Then, shall I go first?"

Dai Zhenheng nodded and said again: "Be careful on the road."

Wen Shuo said "um", walked out a few steps and looked back at him, crossed the road, turned around and waved to Dai Zhenheng, and said goodbye to him across the street.

Dai Zhenheng couldn't hear his voice clearly, but he knew what he was talking about by looking at the mouth shape, so he raised his hand involuntarily and waved it.

He couldn't say goodbye, he didn't want to say goodbye at all.

When Wen Shuo's figure was completely overwhelmed by the crowd, the smile on Dai Zhenheng's face that was standing in front of the mall's gate disappeared without a trace.

After a week or two, Dai Zhenheng waited all the time, but he never got any news from Wen Shuo, not even the most basic greetings, which made him feel empty in his heart.

This feeling has never been felt before Jia Wenshuo's wechat friends, it seems that it just came into being after he appeared in his friend list.

When there is nothing to do, Dai Zhenheng has to open WeChat, find and stare at the dialog box that is still stuck in the state of being friends with Wen Shuo that day, otherwise he will give birth to everything that happened that day because of himself. conjectural illusion.

He is often immersed in the joy of suddenly having a certain connection with the other party for a while, and at the same time very strongly wants to stop himself from being so immersed in it.

But what's the use of struggling rationally?As soon as he saw this person, wouldn't all his restraint be instantly disintegrated?

The only way is to never contact or see each other again, but how can he bear it now——

"Acting President," Secretary Cheng Yanxin knocked on the door and came in, "In 10 minutes, the third conference room."

Dai Zhenheng glanced at her, nodded slightly, and signaled that she knew it herself.

Cheng Yanxin has been with him for many years, so she is naturally aware of some of his habits. After she finished speaking, she didn't get orders, which meant she had nothing to do, so she directly left Dai Zhenheng's office.

Dai Zhenheng glanced at the time before continuing to look at the phone, wondering if the other party didn't move, could he take the initiative?

He would never be so hesitant to put it aside on other things, but he was too concerned about it, so he was always worried.

Tapping on the keyboard, the word "in" seems to be insincere, and changing it to "what are you doing" feels that the relationship between the two people has not yet reached that point, it seems very deliberate, writing back and forth, deleting, deleting, and writing, Time passed quickly.

Seeing that it was almost time, Dai Zhenheng read the last sentence he typed again, heartbroken, and sent it.

After posting, I began to feel that the mobile phone was hot to the hand no matter how I held it, and my legs were hot when I stuffed it in my pocket, and my heart was still in a mess.

From the office to the third conference room, the 2-minute journey made Dai Zhenheng feel more difficult than two years.

Before handing over the phone to Cheng Yanxin, Dai Zhenheng glanced at it again, hesitated for a moment and tried to withdraw the sent message, but it turned out that the time limit was up and there was no way to withdraw it.

So be it.

Dai Zhenheng turned off the screen, handed the phone to Cheng Yanxin, and went into the conference room to take a seat.

At that time Wen Shuo was sleeping in the dark and didn't know what night it was.

He got off work at eight o'clock in the morning, went home and ate two casual bites before getting under the covers, and didn't hear his phone ringing.

If it weren't for Wen's mother to wake him up for lunch, he could sleep until the next day.

"I don't want to eat, Mom..." Wen Shuo mumbled in a daze, wrapped in the quilt, "Let me sleep a little longer."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep after two o'clock? Are you going to sleep at night?" Mother Wen sighed, "Get up and eat, you see, you are as thin as a knife mantis, and you still don't eat well ?”

Wen Shuo was not hungry at all, and was forced by his mother to get up and sit at the dining table in a daze, habitually looking at unread messages, that's when he saw Dai Zhenheng send him a WeChat message.

Dai Zhenheng: When will it be cashed out?

Wen Shuo was dazed for a while before realizing that what he was talking about was about eating. It wasn't that he regretted not wanting to treat guests anymore. He was just busy and forgot when he got busy. How can I still get up the energy to go out and play.

After thinking about it, it should be fine to have a rest tomorrow, Wen Shuo didn't hold back, and directly replied to Dai Zhenheng in WeChat: Brother, I have a rest tomorrow, do you have time?

After posting, I wondered if I was being disingenuous like this, after all, I have been hanging out for two weeks, why don't I make a phone call?

Hitting as soon as he said, Wen Shuo gulped down a bowl of chicken soup, wiped his mouth, and called Dai Zhenheng.

It was a woman who answered the phone, Wen Shuo confirmed that he had dialed correctly before asking, "Excuse me Dai Zhenheng...?"

"The CEO is in a meeting," Cheng Yanxin said, "It will be over in about half an hour. I will tell him that you called later."

"Oh, good." Wen Shuo thanked again, and then hung up.

Mother Wen came over with the food, and seeing his enigmatic expression, she couldn't help laughing: "What are you thinking?"

"Well—" Wen Shuo shook his head, "It's a little, um, a little unexpected."

He did know that Dai Zhenheng had done a good job in business after graduation, but he hadn't inquired about the specifics, and he didn't even know what kind of business Dai Zhenheng was doing.

Mother Wen had been waiting for him to get up, and she hadn't eaten yet. At this time, she sat down to eat with her son. They chatted while eating, and Wen Shuo couldn't help but talk about Dai Zhenheng to her.

Mama Wen also half understands these things. Her knowledge of rich people comes from the idol dramas broadcast on TV. When she heard that the secretary answered the phone just now, she just said "oh oh" and praised a few words It's over if you have something to do.

After dinner, Mother Wen made an appointment with a few friends to go shopping in the supermarket, and went out. Wen Shuo cleaned up the dishes, slumped on the sofa when he was done, and casually found a movie to watch.

I didn't know what time it was, I received a call back from Dai Zhenheng in a daze, and after I hung up, I didn't remember what I said, so I turned my face and ran to WeChat to ask Dai Zhenheng when the appointment came.

Thanks to Dai Zhenheng's good temper, he sent him the time and place just agreed.

At noon the next day, Wen Shuo went out for an appointment, only to find that Dai Zhenheng was already waiting outside the shop when he arrived.

"Brother!" Wen Shuo saw him trotting all the way, "Why are you here so early!"

Dai Zhenheng opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I happen to be doing something nearby, so I'll come over directly after I'm done."

There were not many people in the shopping mall at noon on weekdays. Wen Shuo took Dai Zhenheng to eat Chongqing hot pot. After asking Dai Zhenheng if he could eat spicy food, he ordered the bottom of the pot first, and then ordered a bunch of them.

After finishing the work, send the menu to Dai Zhenheng: "Brother, take a look at what you eat."

Dai Zhenheng: "...you can eat so much?"

Wen Shuo smacked his lips twice, as if he was estimating the amount of food: "It's about the same! I always want to eat, but I have never had time to come. I came here twice when I was with Qiqi before, and I didn't eat to my heart's content. She I think it tastes bad after eating, so I keep urging me."

Dai Zhenheng didn't know whether he should eat or not after hearing this, and handed the menu to the waiter: "This is the first, and if it is not enough, add more."

The bottom of the pot was served first, the pot was glowing red, Wen Shuo's face was full of eagerness to move, and he went to get the saucer while the dishes were not ready.

Dai Zhenheng was not very interested in eating, but seeing Wen Shuo like this, he couldn't help increasing his appetite, and the two of them added more dishes to finish.