My boyfriend is weak and can't take care of himself

It was eleven o'clock after the dinner party.

Gu Cangxing had a meeting tomorrow morning, and Tan Beiyao had a class tomorrow morning. The two declined Mr. Gu's invitation to "stay overnight" and got into the car.

It was obvious that swords were on the verge of breaking out in the hall, but at this time Gu Cangxing looked over in the rearview mirror, and the expressions of the people around him were as usual, and they even took the initiative to say hello, and they still looked humble and obedient.

After the car drove on the highway, no one spoke. Gu Cangxing read the document for a while and pinched the bridge of his nose, only to realize that the person next to him had fallen asleep.

He didn't sleep well, his brows were furrowed, and he folded his arms across his chest like a small animal afraid of the cold.

Gu Cangxing looked at him, lost in thought for a moment.

How to describe it?

To be honest, Gu Cangxing had never looked at him as seriously as today.

Two years have passed, why is this man still so thin?

If it is said that life at his uncle's house was poor, Gu Cangxing was generous after the contract fell in love, he rented an independent apartment with a gym and a kitchen, and was paid on time every month, how could this person raise himself up to be such a poor little girl? point?

Gu Cangxing took off his windbreaker, trying to cover him gently.

But as soon as the clothes touched his body, the sleeping person suddenly woke up.

Gu Cangxing paused, but still covered him with the windbreaker.

"Cover it."

The person in front of him was a little slow to react, looking down at the black windbreaker on his body, and after a while, his voice sounded like he had just woken up.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Then he closed his eyes again.

Gu Cangxing looked at it for a while, then turned his gaze back to the document in his hand.

Not a while after his eyes turned away, Tan Beiyao slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Gu Cangxing vaguely, and then looked back.

...it's time to stop drinking.

Knowing that Gu Cangxing was the one who shouldn't be offended, he insisted on showing off his tongue for a while.

Isn't the lesson learned before not profound enough?

The car traveled smoothly, Tan Beiyao "woke up" leisurely before arriving at the destination, and returned the windbreaker.

When he got out of the car, he thought about it, "I'm sorry Mr. Gu, I had an argument with you today, I..."

"I made a mistake first." Mr. Gu looked up at him, his eyes were sincere and sincere, "I will ask for your permission before hugging you next time."

Tan Beiyao was taken aback for a moment, neither expecting him to apologize nor the reason for his apology.

But it doesn't matter.

Tan Beiyao smiled and was very polite, "Okay, thank you Mr. Gu."

After all, open the car door.

The cold autumn wind blew on him, Tan Beiyao was about to get out of the car when he was stopped again.

Gu Cangxing picked up the windbreaker and signaled him, "It's cold outside, put it on and go back."

"No..." Tan Beiyao paused, thinking that there were still drivers and assistants in the car, so he took the windbreaker again, "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Let's accept the boss' kindness, it's always right for social animals to be conscious.

Gu Cangxing only smiled when he saw that he had picked up the windbreaker.

His voice was gentle, and he had a strange look in his eyes, "Go back and have a good rest."

"..."

Tan Beiyao walked away with one step and three turns.

Mr. Gu's dignified face...is it actually the line of being close to the people?

It should be said that socialism is better, but Confucian businessmen can come out of capitalists? ?

The car started slowly after Tan Beiyao disappeared in front of his eyes.

Ten minutes later, in the silent car, Gu Cangxing suddenly said, "I have a friend."

Song Ying was secretly swiping Weibo to comment on Idol, when she heard the boss speak, she immediately sat upright, and it took two or three seconds to react: "...huh?"

"I have a friend." President Gu was in a good mood, not caring about Assistant Song's gaffe, "He always observes a person secretly, understands his preferences, and is very reluctant when we part, and turns his head many times."

Oh, the beginning of a novel about youthful campus secret love?

Song Ying waited and continued to listen.

……Gone.

The car returned to silence, Mr. Gu lowered his head and continued to read the documents.

Song Ying: "..."

What do you mean?

Isn't "I have a friend" the same as "I have a question I want to ask right now but it's not convenient for me to ask so I suddenly have a friend"?

What's the problem? ?

Probably Song Ying's puzzled and shocked eyes were too intense, so Gu Cangxing raised his head and glanced at him.

Song Ying cleared her throat: "It seems that your friend likes this person very much."

"I know." Gu Cangxing's mood improved.

"..."

Really "I have a friend"?Emotion is a narrative sentence, right?

What happened to Mr. Gu?Suddenly want to share every bit of life with him? ?What can he do? ? ?

Song Ying was in a mess.

Gu Cangxing was busy with work, and it was rare that day to return to work after "I have a friend".

Tan Beiyao sent the windbreaker to the dry cleaner the next day, and asked Song Ying to return it after washing.

When it was time for the monthly appointment, Song Ying took out the same arrangement as last time, Mr. Gu tapped on the table with his fingers.

"My money is easy to make? Why use the last plan to perfuse me?"

? ?This is not the last time, this is a year ago!Mr. Gu, did you just find out today that this plan hasn't changed much in a year? ?

It's not that he was perfunctory. When Mr. Gu first made a contract with someone, Song Ying racked his brains every week to think about how to arrange a routine date. It was Gu Cangxing who said it himself, "I pay you a five-figure salary every month. Let you come to the company for a wedding?"

Song Ying also gradually realized that although many pairs of eyes were staring at her, what these people cared about was when Gu Cangxing broke up and became single again, not which movie theater the couple would go to for a date, which movie, or where they would go for dinner. What kind of fish did the restaurant eat.

So this dating plan is becoming more and more patterned, watching movies, eating, going home, and a fixed process is enough to prove that the two are in love, once a month, very regular.

Why is Mr. Gu suddenly wanting to innovate again?

Song Ying tentatively said, "Then eat first, watch a movie before going home?"

Gu Cangxing looked up at him, wondering: "Song Ying, do you have no attachment to this company?"

"I'll change it immediately!!"

But before Song Ying finished making changes, he received a call from Tan Beiyao.

"Mr. Tan said that there is an event in their school this week, and he wants to ask for a leave of absence."

Gu Cangxing paused, then continued to sign.

"understood."

Tan Beiyao's school is an ordinary book, and once the art festival arrives, all majors and associations gather art students from all over the world to help draw the board.

In fact, the drawing board was also an excuse. Tan Beiyao didn't have many friends in school, but he always received countless invitations whenever he went to any event.

Some can be pushed, and some can't be pushed.

"My cousin asked me, people heard that you are the first in professional courses, so I want to ask you for help, so I can only agree." Zhang Qiong put his hands together and bowed. "Bodhisattva, save your followers."

Tan Beiyao lived in the school for a period of time in the first semester of his freshman year. Although he moved out later, the roommates in the dormitory had always been very kind to him.

When Zhang Qiong said so, Tan Beiyao thought about it and nodded.

Taking advantage of the absence of classes on weekends, he brought tools to the chess club to help draw posters.

A few young girls from the chess club huddled together to watch him secretly, muttering in low voices while watching.After a while, a beautiful girl with exquisite makeup was pushed out, and she walked up to Tan Beiyao and brushed her hair.

"Handsome, can you give me a contact information?"

"I'm GAY."

"Gay to a beautiful sister like me??"

"It's really GAY."

The girls went back and chatted with their friends, and some of them seemed more excited.

Within a few minutes, a handsome boy entered the room, and his face turned red when he saw Tan Beiyao.

After rubbing over, he whispered: "Handsome guy, can you give me a contact information?"

Tan Beiyao sighed: "I am Zero."

"Ah." A heartbroken voice.

After a group of people who wanted their contact information left, the door of the chess club was pushed open again. Tan Beiyao was afraid that a muscular man would come in. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhang Qiong's cousin walking in.

The cousin was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Brother Yao, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"fine."

Zhang Qiong's cousin also has some art skills, so she came over to help with coloring.

Some people helped a lot faster, and the two of them finished the painting before the end of the freshman night self-study get out of class.

The cousin put her hands together like Zhang Qiong and bowed to him: "Thank you Brother Yao, come back and let my brother treat you to dinner."

Tan Beiyao smiled.

When the two walked out of the teaching building, a gust of wind happened to blow over.

The girl was dressed thinly and shivered from the cold.

"Sure enough, it's almost winter, and it's so cold at night."

There were not many people in the campus, and the bright lights hit the faces of the girls around them, making them glow rosy.

Talk about Beiyao Mingwu.

He pretended he didn't see anything, and nodded politely, "Then go back to the dormitory, I'll see you off."

The girl turned her head and glanced at him, then forced a smile: "Thank you Brother Yao."

When she arrived downstairs in the girls' dormitory, the little girl had already collected her mood, and patted him on the shoulder boldly, her voice was very low.

"Brother Yao, if you need my help to find 1, you can tell me, I know a lot of 1!"

"……thanks."

Watching her leave, Tan Beiyao lowered his head and smiled, but when he turned his head, the smile froze.

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