Mr. Chi, I'm going to farm in a donkey cart.

Standing in front of the building again, Yu Sheng was inexplicably nervous. He twirled his fingers, hoping that the sister at the front desk would say something that would make him happy.

"Master Yu is here!" The receptionist saw him and immediately stood up, "When the president came, he told you to go up and find him."

"Okay, thank you." Yu Sheng's expression became joyful to the naked eye, and it seemed that Ayan didn't ask anyone else to come over.

He hurried into the elevator after saying hello. When Chi Yan was kind to him, he was good. Even the president's special elevator had his fingerprints. When he was bad, he was also bad, but he could only remember that kindness.

he will.

Jin Te stood waiting for him at the door of the office. Seeing a strange flash in his eyes, he slightly stopped him: "I'll go in and report first, just wait a moment."

Yu Sheng is currently in a good mood, nodding cheerfully and obediently waiting outside.

"You go in." Jin Te's expression was a little tangled, but he still invited Yu Sheng in.

Yu Sheng thanked him and went in directly with the thermos. As soon as Pu entered the door, he was greeted with a folder, the corner of which crossed the corner of his eyes, and he fell into physiological tears in shock and pain.

He pursed his lips, picked up the document, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Isn't work going well?"

"With you causing trouble outside every day, can I go along with it? Yu Sheng, are you going to die if you don't cause trouble for a day! Then who is Zheng Jia'an, and he deserves you to make trouble with him?" Chi Yan scolded coldly, as if the people in front of him didn't know each other. Not a bed partner who has accompanied him for many years, more like a dispensable subordinate.

Yu Sheng remained silent, put the folder on the table, then opened the thermos bucket and brought out all the food in it, and said in a low voice: "Let's have lunch first, I'll ask Special Assistant Jin to take the thermos bucket back. I go first."

He rubbed his fingers, and lowered his eyes to hide the tears and sadness in his eyes. Whatever he did was wrong, and he was inferior to others in everything he did. He will always be the puppy Chi Yan picked up.

Can't get on the stage.

Yu Sheng straightened his clothes and walked out of the office, and talked to Jin Te with a smile: "Please bring the thermal insulation bucket to me later, I have to leave beforehand."

"Master Yu, the president is just..." He was just worried about you, Jinte didn't say that, after all, he is just a subordinate and has no right to ask the boss about things.

But he didn't know that because he didn't say anything, the misunderstanding added another layer of blunders.

Yu Sheng smiled and expressed understanding: "It's okay, he's just too busy with work, I know, help him well, I'm leaving."

The folder was too sharp and sudden, and the wound on the corner of the eye slowly became red and swollen as soon as he returned, causing the eyelids to become bloodshot.

The aunt was a little worried: "I'll go get the medicine box and rub some medicine for you, or the swelling will be worse tomorrow."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt or itch." Yu Sheng refused with a smile.

Doesn't it hurt?

of course not.

He wished that his wound would fester, and wish that he would die in pain, so that he might be able to wake up a little...a little bit.

But right now, the wound is only hot, but it makes him feel that it's okay, and he gets used to it, but it makes him more chaotic and unconscious.

He got up and went to the attic with a folded paper star, and then put it in a glass bottle. There were roughly dozens of glass bottles, each with a label on it.

It's all Yu Sheng's memories of these years, happy and unhappy are all here, if he really wants to leave one day, he can't take these things with him.

He turned and left with a sneer, and there was a sticky note on one of the glass bottles, which read—Summer Rose.