She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Mo Jinyan had strict family education, and he was not willing to leave the female guest outside to rest alone.

Even though he was really sleepy at the moment, he was trying hard to keep himself awake.

"You go."

He spoke again in a slightly deep voice, his dark eyes looking straight at Song Zhisheng, urging her to go and rest quickly with his eyes.

But Song Zhisheng is not the kind of person who would withdraw even though he knows that others are trying to show off.

She smiled and spoke under Mo Jinyan's urging gaze:

"I slept well at night and I'm not sleepy now. We still have to go out and sell flowers after the weather cools down this afternoon, so it's better for you to go and get some rest."

Mo Jinyan, who suffers from insomnia and has extremely poor sleep quality: "..."

I can tell who he is referring to.

He swept his eyes over Song Zhisheng's face. He had been busy all morning, but Song Zhisheng's eyes and eyebrows were still so energetic.

He remembered that when they were riding the bus back, Song Zhisheng was the most energetic person on the bus.

The good sleep quality and full energy are really enviable.

Mo Jinyan's eyes moved slightly, and his idea of ​​letting Song Zhisheng go to rest began to waver.

He frowned slightly, feeling that it was not good for him to rest, but at the same time he wanted to agree because he was too sleepy.

He was in a stalemate with Song Zhisheng in a dilemma.

Song Zhisheng saw his hesitation and confusion, and added with a smile:

"If you take a good rest at noon, the two of us will be more efficient."

She remembered that what Mo Jinyan valued most was efficiency.

Sure enough, after these words were spoken, Mo Jinyan finally nodded and agreed, but his tone was a little uncomfortable.

"Okay... I'll go rest then."

He is not good at communicating with customers and is already a drag.

He didn't want his poor condition to affect the team's profits.

Mo Jinyan stood up, glanced at her with his dark eyes, and walked to the lounge.

After the door of the lounge was closed, Song Zhisheng nodded with satisfaction.

She stood up, walked to the cashier, picked up the game console in the store to relieve her boredom, and sat back down in her chair.

She had been to the lounge before and found the sound insulation was pretty good. Mo Jinyan was used to wearing earplugs when he slept, so he definitely wouldn't be able to hear her even if she was playing some games in the store.

Song Zhisheng turned down the volume, leaned back in his chair and played the game with a serious look in his eyes. From time to time, when he was happy, he would hum a familiar tune.

In the lounge.

There was no quilt on the small bed. Mo Jinyan stared at the bed for two seconds before sitting down on it.

This lounge is not big, and there is only a desk next to the small bed.

Mo Jinyan looked down at his watch. At this hour, if he didn't go to sleep now, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep for much longer.

He didn't take off his suit jacket and just lay down on the small bed with a good sleeping posture.

After holding the earplug box in his hand for a long time, he finally reached out and put the earplug box on the table without choosing to wear it.

This rest room has good sound insulation. If he wears these earplugs, he might not be able to hear Song Zhisheng calling him in time.

Mo Jinyan closed his eyes and tried hard to fall asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep for several minutes.

This is the case with insomnia patients. Even if they are very tired and their consciousness becomes blurred while sitting in a chair, the sleepiness disappears immediately as soon as they lie down on the bed.

The exhausted spirit pulled at his nerves, and Mo Jinyan felt irritated.

I had already felt that occupying the lounge was not a good idea, and now that I couldn't sleep, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Instead of lying there unable to sleep, let others use this time to have a good rest.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Mo Jinyan was about to sit up.

But before he could get up, he could faintly hear a few familiar tunes outside the lounge.

The voice was slow and soothing, and his attempt to get up stopped instantly, his eyes slightly stunned.

Suddenly, time seemed to have gone back many years.

In the dark night, the house was lit with warm yellow lights, a warm color.

Someone half embraced him, patted his back gently, and hummed softly to lull him to sleep.

He hadn't heard the same gentle tune for many years.

After a moment of daze, Mo Jinyan put his right arm in front of his eyes to hide the guilt.

He hummed the tune outside the lounge for a while, and his heart gradually calmed down. He didn't know when he fell asleep.

After waking up again, Mo Jinyan looked much more energetic.

There was something complicated in his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had had such a good sleep.

For the first time, there was nothing in the dream, only a warm orange light.

He saw so many doctors, but he didn't expect that in the end, what worked was the little sleep tune he hadn't heard in all these years.

This kind of tone... people in S city wouldn't do that.

Only then did Mo Jinyan remember that Song Zhisheng's hometown was also in City A.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now, Song Zhisheng's hometown is very likely the place he wants to go.

Song Zhisheng suddenly became special to him.

Mo Jinyan was in such a complicated mood that he didn't push open the door to leave the lounge for a long time after waking up.

Song Zhisheng looked at the time and felt that he could not sleep any longer, so he knocked on the door of the lounge and called him.

"Brother Mo, it's time to get up and open for business."

He then stood up, straightened his suit, picked up his earphones, opened the door of the lounge and walked out.

Song Zhisheng poured two glasses of water and placed them on the table, then subconsciously turned his head to see how Mo Jinyan was resting.

Mo Jinyan's brows relaxed, and the coldness in his body dissipated a little, as if he had a good sleep.

Song Zhisheng sat down with confidence and took two sips of a glass of water.

Mo Jinyan felt Song Zhisheng's gaze on him, and unconsciously straightened his back, feeling a little nervous inside.

He was about to say something, but Song Zhisheng just glanced at him and then looked away and sat down to drink tea.

He was stunned and missed the opportunity to speak, so he swallowed the words back.

Mo Jinyan's dark eyes moved slightly. He took two steps over, pulled out another small chair, and sat down. Looking at the glass of water in front of him, he said calmly, "Thank you."

After saying that, he picked up the water cup, took a sip and put it down.

Song Zhisheng thought he was thanking her for the glass of water and smiled, "You're welcome."

After drinking the water, she stood up to hang up the business sign and talked about her afternoon plans.

"It's still hot right now, let's stay in the store first. When the sun goes down a little, we can push the cart out to sell."

The sun is quite strong right now and there are not many people outside, so you won’t run into many people if you go out for a walk.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Mo Jinyan replied while sitting in a chair, his expression indifferent, but his eyes followed her movements.

Song Zhisheng felt a little strange when he heard what he said.

This time, the boss didn't just say one word at a time, he added three more words.

When put together, they actually sound kind of... well-behaved?

When this thought came to his mind, Song Zhisheng was shocked himself. He felt as if he would be struck by lightning for having such a thought.