Everyone thinks I have a crush on Boss

Zheng Xingzhou woke up suddenly from the dream, sat up, holding the quilt in his hand with some doubts.

He had already forgotten the dream just now, but for some reason, some faint doubts floated in his heart, which made him startled.

It wasn't until the door was knocked lightly that he recovered from the situation where he hadn't thought about anything. His eyes drifted to the closed door with some doubts. There seemed to be lights on outside, and through the crack of the door A faint light can be seen.

He didn't respond, and the knock on the door was unhurried twice, making Zheng Xingzhou suddenly aware of who was outside the door.

"Sir?" he called softly.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Zhong Yucheng's determined question came from the opposite side.

Although this sentence looks like a sick sentence, it definitely refers to the tone of his words, and the interrogative sentence means that the other party reluctantly put a question mark at the end of the sentence, which seems not so impolite.

Zheng Xingzhou's mind wandered for a while, and then he suddenly realized that he should let Zhong Yucheng in, at least not leave him outside the door.

He hurriedly raised his volume: "Please come in."

The door opened.

Zhong Yucheng was wearing pajamas, still tightly wrapped, not showing half an inch of extra skin, he turned his back to the light behind him, couldn't see his expression clearly, and walked into the hostess who hadn't turned on the light. house.

He turned on the light, only to reveal a slightly worried face, his smoky eyes fixedly looked at Zheng Xingzhou, the sea was silently rippling, revealing a little bit of blue waves, which gave an illusion of affection.

Zheng Xingzhou looked up at him, and was surprised to find that, perhaps because he was about to go to bed, Zhong Yucheng's hairstyle, which had always been scrupulously waxed, was messed up, and a few strands of hair fluttered on his forehead, weakening his always firm and strong personality. The momentum seems to have shortened the distance a little.

Zhong Yucheng's eyes fell on him, he frowned slightly, walked a little closer, bent over to approach Zheng Xingzhou, reached out and touched his forehead, felt some sweat, and lowered his tone a little: "Have a nightmare?"

His aura is really too strong, so close, it seems to be everywhere, making Zheng Xingzhou want to avoid it, but there is a bed under him, there is no way to avoid it, so he can only move while saying: "I don't know if it is I had a nightmare, and I have no memory."

He moved out of the bed, quickly stood on the ground, and then looked up at Zhong Yucheng.

Zhong Yucheng didn't care about his obvious avoidance, but just took a step closer, reached out and touched his hand, felt cold sweat, and said: "Afraid?"

Zheng Xingzhou thought, I'm not afraid, it's just that I don't know where it came from.He didn't say anything, but asked with some doubts: "How does the sir know that I have a nightmare?"

Zhong Yucheng glanced at the common living room between the two bedrooms. Zheng Xingzhou stood on tiptoe and looked over. Under the dim light, he caught a glimpse of an open book, which was hastily placed on the sofa, which seemed to highlight the The scene of how its owner suddenly got up and left in a hurry during a slow reading.

"I heard some subtle movements in your bedroom." Zhong Yucheng explained: "You used to sleep very quietly."

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Zheng Xingzhou, who always felt that something was revealed in this sentence, looked at Zhong Yucheng silently.

Zhong Yucheng looked at him for two seconds, and suddenly understood his question, and said naturally, "It's all in the information."

Knowing that you have more detailed information about me than I do, you don't have to say it in front of me, do you?Zheng Xingzhou, who lamented Zhong Yucheng's EQ every day, complained in his heart, but didn't delve into it, and brought up another topic, which was regarded as skipping the question.

"What are you looking at?" He couldn't fall asleep either, so Zheng Xingzhou simply stepped on his slippers and walked over to the living room.

Zhong Yucheng followed behind him, his eyes fell on the trembling rabbit ears on his feet, a little smile appeared in his eyes, and he answered him casually: "The origin of the empire."

Zheng Xingzhou was slightly taken aback, sat down on the edge of the sofa, picked up the heavy book and looked at it, it was really the book he had read before.

Zhong Yucheng likes it?Why are you still watching?

Doubts floated through Zheng Xingzhou's mind, and before he had time to think deeply, Zhong Yucheng sat next to him, reached out and took the book, spread out the first page, and asked Zheng Xingzhou, "Does Xingzhou want to read together?"

Zheng Xingzhou shook his head resolutely, put the previous doubts behind him, and changed the subject: "Is sir interested in the empire?"

Zhong Yucheng laughed in a low voice: "I am interested in its prosperity and demise." Seeing the doubts in Zheng Xingzhou's eyes, he simply explained patiently: "It is far more powerful than the Star Alliance, but in the end there is still no escaped death."

Zheng Xingzhou thought for a while, and said straight to the point: "Actually, if the Duke doesn't fight back, he might still have a chance."

The smile on the corner of Zhong Yucheng's mouth was mixed with a bit of meaning: "This has nothing to do with the Duke, its demise is inevitable."

When the words came to his lips, he saw Zheng Xingzhou's undisguised curiosity, but he was not ready to continue. Why should Xingzhou listen to those plots and bloodshed?

He is so kind and simple, why let him know the ugliness of this world?

He just needs to keep going like this.

Zhong Yucheng looked at Zheng Xingzhou, who was looking sideways at him, trusting him unreservedly, and felt that familiar feeling surged in his heart again, softening his cold shell and touching his cold heart, wanting to reach out and touch him. touch him, think...

Zhong Yucheng's gaze deepened, and he suppressed the impulse. He hasn't given Xingzhou that grand confession yet, so why should he have a relationship with him that goes beyond friendship?

With this thought, he remembered the advice given by the relationship consultant: coax more, pet more, and have more physical contact.

Although the other party was a little unreliable in the suggestion of love words, before firing him, Zhong Yucheng looked at the other party's record again and decided to give him another chance.

With a decision in his mind, Zhong Yucheng changed the topic: "Can you still sleep?"

Zheng Xingzhou was taken aback, still stuck in the previous topic, not knowing how to answer it.

Being able to sleep... It seems a bit against my will, I can't sleep... It feels a bit dangerous in the situation of being alone and widowed, especially when one of them still has a crush on him.

As soon as Zheng Xingzhou hesitated, Zhong Yucheng continued: "Go back to sleep." He tried to soften his tone and said: "Do you like lullabies or listening to stories?"

Zheng Xingzhou retreated a little distance silently, and resolutely refused: "No, I don't remember the nightmare, so I shouldn't be unable to sleep."

Zhong Yucheng was not obsessed with this either. Hearing Zheng Xingzhou's answer, he smiled and said in a low voice, "That's good. I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Um?Zheng Xingzhou and Zhong Yucheng looked at each other, and realized that this was what the other party meant.

Is he still going to watch him fall asleep?Zheng Xingzhou had a refusal expression on his face, but he didn't speak yet.

Zhong Yucheng stared at him right and wrong, with familiar eyes, as if there was nothing in his eyes, but also seemed to have endless fragility, directly hitting the soul.

Under his expression at the beginning, Zheng Xingzhou went offline for a moment, changed his mind softly, and fell to the point where he is now living in Zhong Yucheng's bedroom. This time, he will never say anything again...

Zhong Yucheng lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes. It was obviously just a change of movement, but it made Zheng Xingzhou feel a little lost and lonely. His heart twisted slightly, showing some sourness .

Although Zhong Yucheng seems to be omnipotent, in fact...

Zheng Xingzhou hesitated for a while, but in fact he is indeed omnipotent.

The sourness didn't stop because of his thoughts, but instead penetrated into the blood and flesh one by one, Zheng Xingzhou couldn't help but want to comfort him.

Although he is omnipotent now, but he also had a poor time.

Zheng Xingzhou is proficient in finding out what the other party looked like when he was in college. Before the ugly duckling turned into a white swan, he was unknown, rejected, and bullied.

Let him soften to the point of being out of control.

He must be very lacking in love and eager to be cared for, otherwise how could he show such an expression when I was about to refuse?

Zheng Xingzhou is not good at brain supplementation, but the sudden weakness of this kind of strong person hit his heart instantly.

Especially when thinking about the situation and encounters of the other party when they were young.

The last Patriarch of the Zhong family, lingering in the flowers, changed lovers faster than changing clothes. One of the partners moved into the ancestral house, and two of them were still held by the previous Patriarch even after giving birth to their sons. palm.

But at this time, because of his whim, the child born overnight is like an object that has no sense of existence. In the process of growing up, it becomes conspicuous, and in the process of tempering, it returns to ordinary.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xingzhou's heart softened completely. All his strength comes from tempering. If it wasn't like this, who would be forced to arm himself?

Zheng Xingzhou, who put a strange filter on himself, looked at Zhong Yucheng again, and felt that the other party must be very sad.

After all, you can't get the person you like, and even the opportunity to show courteousness to the person you like is rejected.

What a pain this is for a spare tire!

The senior spare tire thought of this, but he didn't realize that his filter was a bit strange and excessive.

How could Zhong Yucheng be as miserable as he thought, or in other words, how could he have the right to sympathize with Zhong Yucheng.

The sympathy of the strong for the weak is called charity, and the sympathy of the weak for the strong is called self-love.

The reason why Zhong Yucheng became what it is today is because he abandoned his past self and turned everything into a strong confidence, so that he could gain a firm foothold in the Zhong family and become the number one in the Zhong family by stepping on the blood of his brothers. Ren Fan killed the legend of the contemporary Patriarch.

The road he walked step by step made him who he is today.

Zheng Xingzhou didn't think so, Zhong Yucheng's expression in front of him showed a bit of fragility, each of the drooping eyelashes had his story, as if they were telling what he couldn't get what he asked for, his helplessness, and his concern.

Zheng Xingzhou, who was easily distracted by Zhong Yucheng's performance, felt distressed in his eyes, reached out to hold Zhong Yucheng's hand, exerted a little force, and said softly: "Don't be sad, everything in the past It's over, and now I..."

Zheng Xingzhou, who realized that he was about to casually utter the words of affection for his affection again, swallowed the phrase "I'll be with you", and changed his words: "I'm going to bed, do you want to come together?"

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In the suddenly awkward atmosphere, Zheng Xingzhou panicked and said, "I mean...do you want to watch me sleep?"

Zhong Yucheng held back the smile on his lips, lowered his voice, and the subwoofer flowed slowly, easily calming his panic: "I'll accompany you."

Accompany you through every day in the future.

My, Xingzhou.