Are you in love, my white moonlight

Yuan Deng froze.

The last person he wants to face now is Yongjipu.

The scene where the two were separated two days ago was still very embarrassing, but now that he is allowed to stay, he doesn't know what face and mood to face each other.

Seeing Yongjipu calling Yuandeng to stop, the other colleagues looked at each other, and thoughtfully prepared to close the door for the two of them before going out.

"You don't need to close the door." Yongjipu stopped them, "I'm just looking for Xiaoyuan to understand the situation."

After finishing speaking, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he waved to Yuan Deng and signaled him to go over.

"..."

Yuan Deng felt that there were countless eyes behind him forcing him to go forward, and his boss reluctantly walked towards Yongjipu.

He moved his lips, wanting to ask Yongjipu what he wanted to do.

Unexpectedly, Yongjipu stopped him with gestures, turned to look at the people wandering around outside the door, and said loudly: "What are you still doing standing there? The latest KPIs have been completed? Is it too easy for me to do it? Meet your requirements to challenge yourself to new heights."

Hearing this, the people outside the door scattered like birds and beasts with terrified faces.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Yuan Deng asked straight to the point: "Mr. Yong, what can you do for me?"

President Yong?

Yongjipu was taken aback.The smile on his face froze, his Adam's apple rolled up and down slowly, he pressed his chest, and after a while, he smiled and said:

"...Is it so good?"

He said he was laughing, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be trembling, and it soon leveled off.

He covered his face with his hands, and the heels of his palms rested on the roots of the mountain and the eye sockets.The light above his head shone down, forming a dark shadow on his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

But Yuan Deng could feel it very clearly——Yongjipu was sad, sad for what he said and what he did.

The apex of the heart seemed to be pinched fiercely with nails, leaving deep nail marks on the most tender place, sour, painful, and strangely, secretly happy.

Will you feel sorry for me too?

Have you finally realized my sadness?

Are you realizing that you did something wrong?

Yuan Deng turned his eyes away, but unconsciously pinched the corner of the shirt with his fingers and rubbed it repeatedly until it became crumpled.

No one spoke, the silence was pervasive, the air pressure was dropping, and it was so heavy that it was difficult to know what to do.

After getting through the soreness and pain just now, the uncomfortable and embarrassing feeling was like a rising tide, drenched him from head to toe, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, no matter what he did, it seemed wrong, even Breathing is also wrong.

Yuan Deng took a breath, trying to expel all the depression in his chest.

The man Yongjipu could always pull his mind, even if he was aware of the situation, it wouldn't help unless he was no longer in the same scene as this person.

Yes, he is leaving.

To quickly escape from this cramped and suffocating environment, the sooner the better.

So he asked Yongjipu again: "What do you want from me?"

"Can't I find you if I'm fine?"

Yongjipu raised his head abruptly, with a complicated expression on his face, the corners of his jaw were tense, as if he was suppressing some emotions.

"Why...why do you reject me, Xiao Deng?"

His lips were trembling slightly, and what he said was almost questioning.

It seems that he is the one who has been greatly wronged.

Really boring.

What he had just thought was completely wrong-this man...

this person!

Yuan Deng's face turned cold in an instant: "If it's okay, I'll leave first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to go out, but before he could take any further steps, a slender hand firmly clasped his wrist.

A warm, long-lost, indescribable feeling.

Yuan Deng looked down at the place where the two met, and then looked up at Yongjipu's eyes.

He didn't speak, but his meaning was very clear.

Sensing his gaze, Yongjipu curled up his fingers and let go of the Yuandeng.

"...Sorry, my tone was bad just now. I really wanted to ask you for something. I mean, can you pull me out of the blacklist?"

"why?"

"We're on a project right now. I'm the leader of the project. You might need me somewhere, so..."

Yuan Deng reminded him expressionlessly: "Leapfrog reporting is a taboo in the workplace."

Yongjipu was silent for a moment, his eyes passed over the Yuandeng, and he glanced around the door, he shook his head helplessly, stood up, straightened his cuffs.

The moment he stood up, the Yongjipu who suddenly lost control of his emotions just now seemed to be iterated quickly, and became the familiar Yongjipu in his impression, strategizing and commanding.

Yuan Deng's eyelids twitched ominously.

"Little lamp, look at the door. Did you see it? They all raised their ears and squinted their eyes to pay attention to us."

Looking back, Yuan Deng saw that the meeting room was separated from the outside by double-glazed glass, and there were scattered office cubicles outside the meeting room.Originally, with the blessing of double-glazed windows and a large door, no sound could be heard from outside, but at this moment, the door is wide open. As long as the colleagues outside want to, they can know a lot of things.

No employee wants to be suspected and gossiped by other colleagues.What's more, now that he is in an unknown situation, if the relationship with the airborne boss is too close, what will other people think?

The narrow face of his colleague this morning flashed through Yuan Deng's mind, the winking look was extremely uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?" Yuan Deng lowered his voice and asked him.

"Xiaodeng, I didn't want to do this. But if you don't pull me out of the blacklist today, then we can only stay here." Yong Jipu looked at him with deep eyes, "You know I don't Not joking."

Yuan Deng was silent for a while, then stabbed him with words: "Yongjipu, do you think you are so interesting?"

"I'm sorry." Yongjipu lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covered the thoughts in his eyes, but at that moment, it seemed that there was a mass of tangible, huge and black sadness that densely enveloped him.

Yuan Deng clenched the hand hanging by his side.

Then, he heard Yongjipu apologize to him softly: "I'm sorry. I also know that what I did is very disgraceful, even despicable, and I will use external pressure to force you to agree to this matter. But you don't want to See me, blocked my contact information, I can't think of any other way. I hope I can have an avenue and opportunity to explain myself."

"Don't say it."

Yuan Deng took a deep breath and pulled Yongjipu out of the blacklist.He raised his mobile phone and showed Yongjipu the blank blacklist with a blank face.

"Is it ok? If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

"Wait a little longer, okay?" Yongjipu stopped him again.

"Say."

"Before we told our elders that we would go back for dinner. The date is set for today." Yongjipu carefully observed Yuandeng's expression, "My parents asked us to go back early today. We have not divorced with my father yet. Ma said...they don't know. The food is ready."

"I mean, can we go home together?" He asked Yuan Deng softly, almost begging, "My parents miss you very much."

Yuan Deng clenched his back molars and closed his eyes hard.

This dog man is really good at handling him!

Maybe negotiating is really the nature of businessmen. They will use all the bargaining chips that are advantageous to them to maximize what they want.

After more than ten years of getting along, this man knows him well enough, knows all his weaknesses, and understands his weaknesses.

He knew very well that Yuan Deng was an emotional person.

For a long time, Uncle Yong and Aunt Xiaoxue have treated him like a son. When he was a child, his parents were too busy with work to stay out at night, so he would often go to Yong's house to play.

When he was ill before, Uncle Yong sent him to the hospital. He opened his eyes in a daze because of his illness, and felt that Uncle Yong was as reliable as a mountain.When he had nightmares, his aunt even sang lullabies to him to lull him to sleep. The voice was soft and pleasant, just like his mother.

He remembered these things one by one, very clearly, and when he thought about it again, it was as clear as yesterday.

Therefore, there is no way for him to say no at this moment.

"I'll go back."

Yongjipu breathed a sigh of relief: "You haven't driven to the company these two days. Then when we get off work today, let's go back together—"

"No." Yuan Deng refused without thinking.

The fact that he left behind suddenly today is enough to attract people's attention, and if people see him leaving in the same car with Yongjipu, they don't know what will be spread behind their backs.

He didn't want to be anyone's after-dinner conversation.

"Little lamp." Yongjipu softened his voice and called him with a little pleading, "If we don't go back together, I'm afraid my parents will..."

"You pick me up at the intersection that is two traffic lights away from the company, which is the area in front of Chunqiu Building."

"it is good."

……

Yuan Deng returned to his seat, and the colleague at the next station leaned over as before: "Hey, Yuan Deng, are you familiar with Mr. Yong?"

"Well, there are a few encounters."

The colleague immediately cheered up: "Ah! You guys know each other! Where did you meet? Tell me!"

Yuan Deng: "I've seen him in financial newspapers several times. I still remember the issue number, do you need it?"

"Tch—it's boring, I thought you were familiar with it." The colleague pursed her lips, shook her head, and returned to her desk.

The hour hand points to 05:30 o'clock.

Yuan Deng packed up his things and walked slowly.

The sky was still bright, but the road was already crowded with traffic, and the taillights blurred the vision.Pedestrians are hurrying on the sidewalk, walking briskly with their briefcases in their arms. There are also lovers in couple costumes interlocking their fingers, bathed in the sunset glow, chatting with each other and strolling leisurely. Even their shadows are entangled and inseparable.

Yuan Deng couldn't help but stop, watching them go away, the corners of his brows and eyes softened.

so good.

Everyone hurried home.

Just as he was thinking, a short whistle sounded from beside him.The car stopped, the window was rolled down, and Yong Jipu's face appeared in front of Yuan Deng's eyes, his eyebrows and eyes curved like a hazy crescent moon in the sky.

"Little light, get in the car."

The author has something to say:

Lantern Cub: Damn it!This scheming man!

Is there a baby who thinks that I will end it soon, it is not like this, I said that there is not much, but in fact it is a big part of the plot that I have sorted out.

The outline is one sentence... I can write two or three chapters.