Two-dimensional society may also fall in love!

Qin Fanglu grabbed Ruan Cunyun's wrist, an undisguised expression of pain appeared on his face, his lips were pale, and he was sweating profusely.

The always strong person suddenly showed his most vulnerable appearance in front of him, but Ruan Cunyun didn't have any other thoughts in his mind, only pain.

"I'll get you the medicine and warm milk." Ruan Cunyun squatted down, trying to reason with him.

Qin Fanglu's eyes were slack, unable to focus, and the fingers holding Ruan Cunyun's cuff tightened.

With a soft "pop", the button of Ruan Cunyun's cuff was pulled off by Qin Fanglu.

"..."

Ruan Cunyun was finally able to escape at the cost of a button.

It's okay, not a loss.

Qin Fanglu wanted to catch him back, but Ruan Cunyun dodged him lightly.

"You can see me, but I won't go." Ruan Cunyun comforted me softly, "I'll go to the hot milk, not anywhere else."

I don't know if Qin Fanglu understood it, maybe it was because his fingers were grasping for too long, or maybe his stomach hurt too much, so he finally withdrew his hand.

Ruan Cunyun took a deep breath, went to the refrigerator to get milk, poured it into a bowl and put it in the microwave, and then went to get stomach medicine in his bag.

Just in case, he brought a box specially, but he didn't expect to use it.

If he could, he hoped he would never have to.

The three cats walked back and forth in the living room, looking at Ruan Cunyun from time to time and meowing.

Ruan Cunyun asked them while pouring hot water, "Does he always drink like this when he comes home?"

Xiaoju let out a long "meow".

Ruan Cunyun translated on his own: "Only occasionally? That's okay."

Xiao Hei came over with his tail cocked, rubbed against Ruan Cunyun's leg, gave a "meow" as well, and then walked forward.

Ruan Cunyun followed where Xiao Hei was walking, and instantly understood.

Oh, it turned out that there was no food.

"Wait." Ruan Cunyun rubbed the milk cat's head, "I'll feed you shit shovel officers first, and then I'll feed you."

Ruan Cunyun was holding hot water and stomach medicine, and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Before he could close his eyes, he saw the bathroom door was wide open. Qin Fanglu had already taken off his clothes and was sitting in the bathtub to take a bath.

The last time I went to the hot spring was at night at any rate, the light was dim, even if the two of them faced each other naked|naked, there was a hazy poetic feeling.

But now Qin Fanglu was sitting under the bright light, the transparent water curtain fell head-on, flowing down his firm and superior body.

The man raised his head, his neck drew a neat line, the water droplets scattered, and his strength was strong.

He frowned, the pain made him look a little fragile, but it didn't diminish his aura at all, but added a lot of sex appeal.

Ruan Cunyun's mind went blank for three seconds, and then he was glad that Qin Fanglu was sitting in the bathtub instead of standing in it.

Immediately afterwards, he closed the bathroom door violently with his eyes closed, and shouted inside: "Do you have a sense of public morality? You have to close the door when taking a shower! Come out and take medicine after washing!"

Regarding the phrase "public morality", Ruan Cunyun was completely unaware that it was in someone else's home.

This is at best a lack of masculinity, blatant seduction by drunkenness.

Ruan Cunyun suddenly realized that there was no pajamas in the bathroom. If he came out naked after taking a shower, Ruan Cunyun would have a complete breakdown.

Ruan Cunyun had no choice but to go back to Qin Fanglu's bedroom to get his pajamas.

Ruan Cunyun is used to putting his pajamas next to his pillow, so he first looked for this place, but he couldn't find it.

Looking around, Ruan Cunyun involuntarily observed Qin Fanglu's bedroom.

After all, it is the boss's bedroom, so it should be bigger.

The bedroom is spacious and low-key, with dark gray blankets on the floor, a large screen hanging on the wall directly opposite the bed, and two abstract obsidian decorations on both sides of the wall.

There is a table by the window sill, which is the most messy place in the whole room. There are many documents and papers piled up in a mess on the table. It seems that Qin Fanglu will continue to work after returning home.

Ruan Cunyun searched around, and finally found a nightgown under the quilt, hurriedly hugged it and ran to the bathroom, went in with his eyes closed and hung it on the bathroom wall.

"Come out after getting dressed!" Ruan Cunyun told the drunk.

Fortunately, the drunk still has the last shred of reason that belongs to human beings.

After a bang, bang bang bang, the bathroom door opened, and Qin Fanglu came out disheveled in his nightgown, his belt was loosely tied, and the damp mist mixed with the unfaded aroma of wine steamed out.

This is not a room full of water vapor, but a room full of male hormones.

Ruan Cunyun silently recited the goodness of Amitabha Buddha, stared at the ceiling, and stuffed hot water and pills into Qin Fanglu's hands.

Qin Fanglu obediently took the medicine and drank the milk again, Ruan Cunyun was very pleased.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Ruan Cunyun asked him.

Qin Fanglu didn't answer, he was still drunk and walked towards the bedroom while leaning on the wall.

Ruan Cunyun heaved a sigh of relief, Qin Fanglu's alcohol quality is not bad, he doesn't make noises, vomits or goes crazy after being drunk, the only shortcoming may be that he takes a shower with the door open and wears pajamas with his chest open, other than that, he is very worry-free.

He should help Qin Fanglu to sleep on the bed now, right?

It seems that success is not far away.

What Ruan Cunyun didn't expect was that after returning to the bedroom, Qin Fanglu didn't go to bed, but staggered to the side of the TV wall, and put one hand on the uniquely shaped obsidian ornament.

Ruan Cunyun pulled him helplessly: "Qin Fanglu, the bed is over there, you are going in the wrong direction."

Qin Fanglu had great strength even when he was drunk, holding on to the obsidian and not letting go.

"I want to go back to my house..."

He blurted out a few words.

"What?" Ruan Cunyun thought he heard it wrong, and pulled Qin Fanglu off the decoration, trying to put him on the bed.

As a result, just a few steps away, Qin Fanglu turned back and grabbed the artwork-like ornament, while curling his fingers, not knowing whether he wanted to twist it or pull it out.

Ruan Cunyun supported his forehead, he just praised Qin Fanglu in his heart for not going crazy with alcohol, but now he became crazy, he couldn't help but praise him.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Qin Zuigui finally gave up, muttering in his drunken voice: "I can't go back..."

Ruan Cunyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you going back to your home planet? You are at your own home now!"

Qin Fanglu turned his neck a little bit, his eyes slowly focused, moved to Ruan Cunyun's face, and suddenly stopped moving.

At this moment, Ruan Cunyun really realized that Qin Fanglu seemed to recognize him.

Qin Fanglu let go of the obsidian, took a small step towards Ruan Cunyun, then stopped, his outstretched hand was also hanging in the air, as if he was afraid of breaking him.

"Ruan Cunyun..."

His articulation was still unclear, but Ruan Cunyun could tell that his words were a little conscious.

Ruan Cunyun's heart was sore, and he responded: "Hey, it's me. Qin Fanglu, can you go to bed and sleep?"

Qin Fanglu took another step forward and said softly, "I dreamed of you again..."

"..."

Ruan Cunyun was dumbfounded, so the drunk thought he was in a dream?

Did he drink fake wine?

Qin Fanglu then said to himself: "You are dressed so normally this time."

Numerous question marks popped up on Ruan Cunyun's head, what does this mean, did he dress abnormally in his dreams a few times before?

Qin Fanglu smiled, and muttered vaguely: "Normal is also very good, I like it too... I like it more, I like everything..."

Ruan Cunyun's head was full of black lines, and he couldn't understand what Qin Fanglu was talking about.

The drunkard's words were too imaginative, Ruan Cunyun only thought that Qin Fanglu was sleepwalking.

Qin Fanglu's voice became lower and lower, and he glanced at the bed erratically: "You were here last time, why are you standing this time..."

"what?"

Ruan Cunyun couldn't hear him clearly, so he moved closer to him, but was hugged by Qin Fanglu, and he led him to the desk.

Qin Fanglu rummaged through a pile of documents, and murmured: "I have something to give you, I can't give you anything else, only this can be given to you..."

After Ruan Cunyun heard this sentence clearly, he shuddered: "Boss Qin, don't, I don't need to work overtime now!"

"I will, I will draw you, draw pictures..."

"Yes, you can draw." Ruan Cunyun wanted to laugh, so he could only coax the drunk man.

"You've already painted me."

"Well, I have drawn you before." Qin Fanglu repeated.

His voice is weak, and the words are almost glued together, making it hard to hear the content: "I have painted a lot, a lot, I am afraid you will not like it, so I dare not show it to you. But in my dream, you should like it. After all, dreams are just images produced by my brain when I sleep...I'll find them for you later, I recently drew a new one..."

"President Qin, don't think about working. Go to sleep!"

Ruan Cunyun couldn't hear what Qin Fanglu was saying, thinking that he was lying on the pile of documents and talking about work, and he was helplessly trying to tear Qin Fanglu away from the desk.

"……found it!"

Qin Fanglu was overjoyed, and finally found a piece of drawing paper from the layers of documents.

Ruan Cunyun looked at the blank sketch paper and wondered why Qin Fanglu was so happy.

"Look at it, do you like it?" Qin Fanglu stuffed the white paper into Ruan Cunyun's hand and asked expectantly.

Ruan Cunyun stared at the white paper: "Uh... I like it..."

"hey-hey."

Qin Fanglu smiled silly, took a pen from the table, and happily said, "I'll sign it for you."

Ruan Cunyun's face was numb from laughing, Qin Fanglu who was drunk was too much fun.

I want to give him a blank paper and say I want to sign it.

Ruan Cunyun only had a kind thought: "Mr. Qin, you gave me a painting before. You drew me and signed your name under the painting. Now give it away again?"

"deliver!"

Qin Fanglu said the word firmly, but his articulateness became vague again: "I will give you as much as you want..."

After finishing speaking, Qin Fanglu waved his hand and wrote a very chic signature on the paper.

Ruan Cunyun took it over and looked at it. A zigzag curve, whether it was in English or Chinese, could not be discerned.

Ruan Cunyun laughed loudly and encouraged: "The signing is very nice."

"Just like it." Qin Fanglu smiled contentedly, and his voice gradually weakened, "See you next time, I'm so sleepy, I seem to be waking up..."

Sure enough, there was not a single logical word in the mouth of the drunk, and Ruan Cunyun was numb.

Fortunately, Qin Fanglu fell on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and occasionally muttered an inaudible sentence.

After a while, his breathing became even and his chest rose and fell in the open pajamas.

There was still a faint smell of alcohol in the room, Ruan Cunyun exhaled, helped Qin Fanglu cover the quilt, stood by the bed and looked at him for a while, and then turned off the light in the bedroom.

Ruan Cunyun took the "masterpiece" that Qin Fanglu gave him, added cat food and water for the cat, and left Qin Fanglu's house lightly.

I looked at my phone, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.

When Qin Fanglu woke up, the sky was bright, and the sun warmed the mattress.

My head is still dizzy, but my stomach doesn't hurt as much as I thought.

After a while, Qin Fanglu found himself refreshed and lying on the bed in pajamas.

The surroundings were also clean and tidy, and it was still the bedroom he was familiar with.

Was it the driver who brought him back?

Blinking his eyes, Qin Fanglu almost immediately recalled the dream he had last night, all scattered fragments of trance.

Ruan Cunyun appeared in his bedroom, dressed in his usual work clothes, neat and tidy, looking up at him with a smile.

Then I seemed to take a picture of Ruan Cunyun from the desk full of sketches, signed it and gave it to him, Ruan Cunyun was still very happy.

Unlike the usual dream in his mind, Ruan Cunyun didn't wear all kinds of clothes, but the most normal everyday clothes.

Very kind, very real, and has a different texture from the usual illusory imagination.

What else... the bathtub, but can't remember that part.

Qin Fanglu glanced at the time, closed his eyes and relived yesterday's dream on the bed for a while, and got up vigorously to change clothes and do exercises.

The conversation at the dinner table yesterday was quite pleasant, but not all problems can be solved after one meal, and there are still many follow-up negotiations and detailed discussions.

There was no time for him to rest, so Qin Fanglu tidied himself up and planned to go out to work.

Before leaving, Qin Fanglu found that there were still a lot of cat food bowls and water bowls left, obviously someone had added them.

He frowned slightly suspiciously, because he certainly didn't call Auntie Jia yesterday, and even if the driver took him home, he probably wouldn't help feed the cat.

Sitting in the car, the driver asked Qin Fanglu: "Is President Qin feeling better?"

"Recovered." After Qin Fanglu finished speaking, he asked, "Did you send me upstairs yesterday?"

The driver paused and said, "Mr. Ruan and I sent you up together."

Qin Fanglu's heart trembled: "Mr. Ruan?"

"Mr. Ruan Cunyun." The driver said, "Mr. Ruan took you home because..."

The driver fell silent, realizing that he shouldn't have shared such insignificant details.

Qin Fanglu asked: "Why?"

The driver is very simple and honest. Since Mr. Qin asked, he had no choice but to answer: "Because you dragged Mr. Ruan and refused to let him go."

"..."

Qin Fanglu looked out of the car window and didn't say a word for a while.

The news the driver said was like a stone thrown into the lake, causing waves of water.

Leaving aside the matter of "holding Ruan Cunyun to prevent him from leaving", Qin Fanglu suddenly thought that the Ruan Cunyun in his dream could not be real, could he?

He sent the painting, so he really took one from the drawer and gave it to Ruan Cunyun? !

And the bathtub...

What about that part?He shouldn't have done anything outrageous while drunk, right?

Qin Fanglu looked pale at the car window, he really didn't remember what happened last night, and he didn't know if he had done any absurd things.

When he arrived at the company, Qin Fanglu held several meetings non-stop, and it was already afternoon when he returned to the office floor.

Ruan Cunyun and Xiao Berry were sitting together discussing a problem, and when they saw Qin Fanglu coming back, they greeted him together.

Ruan Cunyun's expression was as usual, and nothing unusual could be seen.

The more this happened, the more uncertain Qin Fanglu felt.

Finally, when Ruan Cunyun was alone to fetch water, Qin Fanglu calmly picked up the water glass and followed Ruan Cunyun to the tea room with dignity.

There were only the two of them in the tea room, Qin Fanglu couldn't wait to say: "I'm sorry to trouble you last night."

Ruan Cunyun didn't realize that Qin Fanglu was following behind him, so he took a half step back and said, "Boss Qin, you're welcome."

"Last night...did I do anything, something very abnormal..." Qin Fanglu stammered a little rarely.

I don't know what Ruan Cunyun thought of, so he chuckled: "Uh, it's okay."

Seeing Ruan Cunyun smile, Qin Fanglu's heart was half relieved.At least what he did wasn't too outrageous.

"How long have you been taking care of me?" Qin Fanglu looked at him.

"It's okay." Ruan Cunyun said, "I'll be home after one o'clock."

"One o'clock? It's too late." Qin Fanglu frowned, and his tone was gentle, "I used to be like this when I came back from the dinner, just sleep. You don't have to be so late."

"By the way, how do you know where I will eat last night?" Qin Fanglu asked.

Ruan Cunyun looked back at him openly, "There are only a few restaurants that the company usually goes to. I guess you are at the most upscale one. Wait for a while and you will be there."

His heart melted, Qin Fanglu leaned over, and asked a question to discuss, but his tone was a little tough: "I didn't expect you to be like this... I said thank you too lightly. But can you stop doing this in the future? The driver sent you I'll just go back, you don't have to stay so late."

"Isn't it necessary?" There was a hidden coldness in Ruan Cunyun's eyes.

"I don't have to pick you up?"

Qin Fanglu thought for a while, the logic was correct, and he stated sincerely: "Yes. I have dealt with similar situations many times. The driver took me home, and I can sleep on my own. I really don't need to bother you. .”

Ruan Cunyun frowned and said nothing, as if he was brewing emotions.

"Hey! Mr. Qin, why are you here? I found it!"

A colleague suddenly pushed open the door of the tea room, Ruan Cunyun turned around in a panic and continued to fetch water, while Qin Fanglu took a step forward calmly, holding the water glass in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Qin Fanglu asked.

"The xx system suddenly stopped running. I didn't find out what the problem is. You need to go and have a look."

"Okay." Qin Fanglu switched to the working state in a second, "Here we come."

He raced against time to look back at Ruan Cunyun, and found that Ruan Cunyun had already fetched water, packed up and walked out.

Needless to say, in the company, work and responsibilities come first, and other things are put aside first.

This question was far beyond the scope of Ruan Cunyun's participation. Sitting at his desk, he saw people coming to Qin Fanglu constantly, asking for his opinions and decisions.

Qin Fanglu sat at the table, communicating clearly and quickly with the people on the phone, while making decisions in a short time.

There were people coming and going around, only Qin Fanglu stood in the center, non-stop giving the corresponding processing direction.

If the company is a galaxy, then Qin Fanglu is the star in the middle.

From the beginning to the present, he is one of the backbones of the company, carrying the fate of the entire enterprise. At critical moments, others rely on him.

So he can't be tired, can't rest, and has to burn all the time.

Because he stood too high, no one could see his tiredness and fragility, and no one knew that he would cry uncontrollably in pain when he was drunk, even he himself didn't care.

Ruan Cunyun looked at him silently, and his thoughts gradually became firmer.

After working hard all afternoon on the system problem, it was solved without any risk.

There will always be some unexpected accidents at work that disrupt your own plans.

And the plan being disrupted is what Qin Fanglu hates the most.

He checked the schedule, and sure enough, he had to work overtime at night, and he had a headache.

Qin Fanglu looked up again at Ruan Cunyun, who was still sitting in his seat, and felt even more headache.

Ruan Cunyun checked his work for the last time, turned off the computer, walked to Qin Fanglu's desk with a calm expression, and said condescendingly, "Mr. Qin, I'll buy you dinner."

The tone didn't seem to be calling "Boss Qin", but rather "Xiao Qinzi".

"Thank you, I really don't need to trouble you." Qin Fanglu begged for mercy, "I'll go home for dinner after work."

Ruan Cunyun laughed: "Are you eating air? I checked yesterday, and there are only two eggs and a bottle of milk in your refrigerator, and one egg is cracked. I threw it away for you."

Qin Fanglu argued hard: "I'll order takeaway."

Ruan Cunyun ignored him, just said "wait", and went downstairs.

After a while, Ruan Cunyun came up with a hot porridge set in his hand.

"Go to your lounge and eat." Ruan Cunyun said.

Qin Fanglu was helpless, the fragrance of the porridge had already made him feel hungry, so he still insisted: "You can eat by yourself first."

Ruan Cunyun stood by and looked at him.

Really unable to hold him back, Qin Fanglu was defeated and followed Ruan Cunyun to the waiting room resignedly.

Qin Fanglu suddenly thought of a question: "You just said this is 'your rest room'?"

Ruan Cunyun took out the porridge box and spread it out, a little unhappy: "I'm not that stupid."

Qin Fanglu explained: "At first I saw that you were too tired, so I didn't want to wake you up, and wanted you to have a good rest."

As for why Ruan Cunyun was allowed to use his lounge later on... Not to mention all of them, at least most of them were selfish.

Ruan Cunyun didn't continue this topic, pointed to the opened porridge and said, "Drink it quickly."

Fish porridge is fragrant and delicate, suitable for patients with stomach pain.

After eating half a bowl, Qin Fanglu felt that most of his health bars from a tiring day had returned.

However, Qin Fanglu hadn't been taken care of like this since he was in college, and he was very uncomfortable for a while.

"It's too much trouble for you."

As soon as Qin Fanglu opened his mouth, Ruan Cunyun didn't like to hear the words, but Ruan Cunyun was waiting here.

Qin Fanglu continued: "I've been here for so many years, and it's really nothing. It's too time-consuming and energy-consuming for you to take care of me like this. It's unnecessary."

"Oh." Ruan Cunyun raised his small chin and repeated word for word, "You said it was unnecessary."

"Then do you know what you did last night?" Ruan Cunyun asked mysteriously.

As soon as he heard "last night", Qin Fanglu became nervous instantly, and quickly asked, "What did I do?"

Ruan Cunyun took out a piece of paper and said, "You insisted on giving me a painting, and even asked me to sign it. In the end, I received this. There is a messy curve on a piece of white paper."

Qin Fanglu looked at the line: "I wrote this?" Ruan Cunyun smiled: "You really don't even remember?"

After reading it carefully several times, Qin Fanglu suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Although his hands tremble badly after being drunk, it is still his subconscious habit to start and move the signature.

This line, if properly signed, should be a capitalized English word "balls".

Qin Fanglu had lingering fears, he almost sold himself when he was drunk.

Ruan Cunyun took out another button and put it on the table, and said slowly: "When you were drunk, you grabbed my hand to prevent me from leaving, and tore off a cuff button of mine."

Qin Fanglu looked at the button in disbelief, not believing that it was something he would do.

Suddenly thinking of the driver saying "You are holding Mr. Ruan and not letting him go", Qin Fanglu believed it again.

"You've been grabbing me since you got out of the car, and told me several times that your stomach hurts, and your eyebrows are going to be knit together."

Ruan Cunyun looked at him gently.

Qin Fanglu moved his lips: "Really."

Ruan Cunyun nodded, took a deep breath, and wanted to look directly at Qin Fanglu, but in the end he turned his eyes away.

He said slowly: "Qin Fanglu, I want to share your pressure and understand your pain. Let you know that although you are in a high position, you are not alone, and it is not impossible to fall. You still have a shoulder to rely on."

Qin Fanglu clenched the chopsticks in his hand: "But it is very tiring to accept other people's negative emotions. You are already very tired, and I don't want to make you more tired..."

Ruan Cunyun lightly pressed the back of his hand, and continued: "You acquiesce in my use of your lounge, so you can take a rest here occasionally, okay?"

The shock of just one sentence is too great, Ruan Cunyun seems to have always been the one who needs to be cared for, but now he straightened his back and told Qin Fanglu, I can also support you.

Qin Fanglu's eyes turned red, and his heart felt like a knife: "But..."

But Ruan Cunyun obviously doesn't need to bear these burdens.

"Qin Fanglu, admit it." Ruan Cunyun pouted slightly, feeling aggrieved and arrogant.

"You need me badly."