Kuai Chuan Zhi Won't Love You Again

This is a sudden but very timely autumn rain.

The sound of footsteps broke the tranquility of the high-rise building. The woman pushed open the door and turned on the light. The orange light drove away the boundless darkness.

"Today, I will trouble you to stay here for one night." Gu Xuan brushed the excess hair behind her ears, and hung the umbrella behind her back.

Song Ziyu stood aside with his pockets in his pocket, with a relaxed expression, nodded while looking at the unfamiliar layout, and said, "You live alone?"

"Well, I don't have any relatives or friends here, and I'm usually alone."

"Secretary Gu is single, it sounds incredible!" Song Ziyu made an exaggerated expression, which made Gu Xuan laugh.

"Don't talk about me, you're also single..." Gu Xuan pointed at him and retorted unwillingly.

"Hey Miss Gu, is it not good to refute your boss like this?"

"But... it's off-duty time, right?" Gu Xuan smiled, looking at the other's crumpled suit, "I think you should take a shower, or you'll catch a cold."

"so what?"

"So, President, go take a shower, and I'll show you if there are any suitable clothes!" Gu Xuan looked at him helplessly.

"Heh..." Song Ziyu walked into the bathroom, then turned around suddenly, "Call me by my name from now on, you don't need to call me president."

Gu Xuan was stunned for a moment, Song Ziyu had already closed the door and went to take a shower.

Nights are great for getting wild.

Similarly, for someone like Song Ziyu, night is also very suitable for sex.

Gu Xuan couldn't find clothes suitable for Song Ziyu at home, the reason was simple, she didn't have a boyfriend who lived with her.So when Gu Xuan stuffed the new bathrobe into the crack of the door, Song Ziyu smiled happily.

"The bathrobe fits well..." Song Ziyu walked out of the bathroom with a smile on his face.

"Buy one get one free, if you have no choice but to stay, as long as you don't dislike it." Gu Xuan glared at him, but in Song Ziyu's eyes, there was a bit of flattery.

On such a beautiful night, if you don't say anything or do anything, will you let down the beauty of this good day?Song Ziyu thought, walked into her, bent down, and looked at her delicate face.

What's next?

No one knows, except Su Nianchu.

Su Nianchu shook the beer and stared at the computer, took the mobile phone at the corner of the table, found Song Ziyu's mobile phone number from the address book, and went straight to the live broadcast.

The mobile phone was spinning anxiously on the table, and the dull vibrating sound collided with the table, like a reminder, destroying the ambiguous atmosphere that had been formed with great difficulty.The man endured his anxiety and impatience and sat up, breathing heavily with some difficulty.

He picked up the bathrobe that fell on the floor, looked at Gu Xuan who was turning his head, put on his slippers and walked to the table.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the phone, and accidentally clicked on the "hands-free" with his trembling left hand, and the familiar voice of both of them came in casually from the dark night.

"Is there something wrong?" Song Ziyu spoke first, his voice was dry, and his tone was not very kind.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Nianchu frowned, "You're so angry in the middle of the night...well, you're dissatisfied with your desires?" Su Nianchu joked cheerfully.

"...It's okay, I'll hang up."

"Song Ziyu?" Su Nianchu's puzzled voice seemed abrupt in the empty living room, "I just want to ask you, have you received the revised contracts you asked for?"

"I'll see and talk about it tomorrow."

"Oh." The tone was still vague, "Then remember to read it..."

"Understood." At this point, Song Ziyu's anger had mostly subsided, and he was even a little dumbfounded.

"...Then you continue?" Su Nianchu took a sip of wine, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

"Well, remember to come to work tomorrow."

Song Ziyu was about to hang up the phone when Gu Xuan sat up from the sofa and asked softly, "Is it Miss Su?"

"..." Song Ziyu glanced at her, "It's her habit." He paused after speaking, and frowned for some reason.

Su Nianchu looked at the phone that was still on, and continued to stare at the computer screen.

"Song Ziyu, you fucked your secretary? Did I interrupt your good business?"

"... Su Nianchu!" Song Ziyu's voice was low, as if warning him.

"Okay, I get it, don't be angry, right! I'm dead, bye!"

I don't know if it was a hallucination, but Song Ziyu felt that the end of Su Nianchu's laughter dragged on so long that when the phone was cut off, the laughter seemed empty and lonely.

After the call ended, Song Ziyu turned off his phone and threw it on the table.Gu Xuan covered her body with a blanket, silently dealing with this sudden embarrassment.

"Gu Xuan..." Song Ziyu opened his mouth, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.

"I'm sleepy too, I'm going back to my room to sleep first." Gu Xuan stood up, pulled the dropped shoulder straps, and walked barefoot on the floor wrapped in a blanket.

Song Ziyu watched the other party hastily close the door, feeling somewhat embarrassed and nervous.He inexplicably remembered the blush on Gu Xuan's face when he kissed her just now, like the burning clouds he had seen a long time ago, making people feel agitated and uncontrollable.

It was really a good night.

Song Ziyu sighed, walked into another room, and closed the door.

It was an interrupted, good night.

What would have happened between Song Ziyu and Gu Xuan without Su Nianchu's inexplicable and powerful phone call?

Su Nianchu stuffed the cigarette butts into the wine jar, turned off the unfinished movie on the computer screen, and the groans and groans of men and women in the dark were like poisonous snakes, tightly entwining people's nerves.

"Er Tong, do you think Song Ziyu is sharpening his knife now?" Su Nianchu stood up and slowly returned to the bedroom.

"...Shouldn't you be the one sharpening the knife?" The system finally spoke out, asking curiously like a child, "Do you really not care?"

"Er Tong, the baby is tired, the baby is going to sleep, understand?" Su Nianchu rolled her eyes, and the system consciously took her avoidance as a default.

"I understand, you've been watching pornographic movies all night!" the system replied seriously.

"...It's good that you understand, don't say it, be good." After Su Nianchu finished speaking, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and went to sleep exhausted.

In a trance, she seemed to see another person. She hugged another girl beside her, and the voice came from a distant place.

"I want to kiss..."

"I want to hug..."

"To love love..."

I want, there will be forever between us, I want, the two of us will never be separated.

It's a pity that I can't afford to give you what you want, but you never thought of giving what I want.

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Su Nianchu woke up very early, around five o'clock in the morning.Woke up to wash, put on heavy makeup, stared blankly in front of the wardrobe, and finally picked out the most common professional suit.

Take the bus to the company, dodge the bear paw of a strange man, dodge the little feet of a young kid, and breathe heavily in a confined space crowded with people.The first thing I did when I got off the bus and entered the company was to smoke a cigarette in the toilet.

"Nian Chu?" The girl washing her hands at the side stopped washing her hands and looked at her in surprise.

"Huh?" Su Nianchu pinched out the cigarette, turned to look at her, "Xiaomi, why are you here?"

"Our company has a meeting today. I'm from the Propaganda Department, so I want to attend too. How about you?"

"I'm a little worse than you," Su Nianchu complained helplessly against the wall, "Kewen's acquisition of Feiyue is the first round. I don't know why your boss is so crazy that he must let me come over."

"... Nianchu, speak softly..." Xiaomi said to her cautiously.

"...Ah? It's okay, I'm telling the truth!" Su Nianchu shrugged indifferently, and the phone call came over while talking.

"Where are you nesting again? There is still half an hour to start, you can figure it out!" Song Ziyu threatened calmly.

"Which floor is it?" Su Nianchu asked suspiciously.

"Twenty floors, I'll ask Xu Mo to wait for you at the door."

"Oh." After Su Nianchu answered, he hung up the phone quickly.

"Xiaomi, I'm going upstairs first, call me if you miss me!" Su Nianchu patted Xiaomi on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"I see, you work hard, don't speak ill of the boss, you will be fired if you are found out!" Xiaomi pulled her and told her carefully, until she saw the playful look in her eyes, she quickly let go.

"I'm in love with you, just say it straight, you're so tactful..." With Su Nianchu's teasing, Xiaomi walked out of the bathroom with her.

Su Nianchu went upstairs alone, and when he got out of the elevator, he turned left and saw a handsome young man standing at the door.The black suit is close-fitting, and the short hair is neat. He is of average height and looks a little thin.

Before the man could speak, Su Nianchu had already opened his mouth, fanning his ear with his right hand while speaking, "Handsome guy, handsome guy, do you call yourself Weekend?"

Xu Mo who has been waiting for a long time: ...

"Hello, my name is Xu Mo. Are you Miss Su? Nice to meet you."

"Well, I'm Su Nianchu, Mr. Xu." Su Nianchu changed the other party's surname without changing his face.

Xu Mo smiled lightly when he heard this, "Ziyu is in the office, he is a little tired, let me come pick you up."

"...Isn't he the one who should be tired? Has his technique regressed?" Su Nianchu looked at Xu Mo in surprise.

"what?"

"It's okay, I'm just talking casually." Su Nianchu smiled, and followed him with a very casual pace.

When Zi Yu was sick last time, did you send him a bouquet of carnations?Just as Xu Mo was about to speak, the door of the conference room was already opened from the inside.

"Secretary Gu." Xu Mo greeted Gu Xuan with a smile.

"Young Master Xu came to see the CEO?" Gu Xuan bowed slightly, smiling decently, and when she bent over, her neck lowered, revealing several ambiguous marks on her neck.

"Miss Su is here, do you want some coffee?" Gu Xuan closed the door, looked at Su Nianchu and said.

Su Nianchu looked away, rubbed her chapped lips habitually, and laughed inexplicably, "Can I drink milk tea?"

"...Yes, I will prepare." Gu Xuan nodded, turned and left.

"Do you like milk tea?" Xu Mo asked curiously.

"Yes, I like to drink milk tea. It must be strawberry-flavored. The water must be boiling hot, and then add a lot of sugar." Su Nianchu pushed the door open, leaving Xu Mo a back view.

"President Song, how was your day yesterday?" Su Nianchu walked up to Song Ziyu, sat directly on the table, and kicked the swivel chair next to him with his left leg boredly.

"What do you think?" Song Ziyu sneered, then calmed down quickly, and asked the two of them with great interest, "What do you think of my clothes today?"

Su Nianchu pulled out his tie, looked it over and over twice, raised his chin and said, "One word."

Xu Mo stretched out his thumb and added, "Handsome!"

"What word?" Song Ziyu rescued the tie from the opponent's hand.

"...One word, show." Su Nianchu sneered, jumped off the table and shook her hair, "It fits your style very well."

Xu Mo laughed happily.

Song Ziyu "hummed" twice.

Gu Xuan walked into the meeting room gracefully, "President, coffee for you and Young Master Xu."

"Miss Su, your milk tea."

"Thank you."

"Huh..." Xu Mo looked at the milk tea in Su Nianchu's hand in surprise.The reason is very simple. The milk tea that Gu Xuan brought in exudes a strong strawberry flavor, scalding hot water, and a hint of sweetness.

"What's wrong?" Song Ziyu raised his eyes and asked.

Xu Mo subconsciously looked at Su Nianchu, but saw that the other party was holding the quilt in his hand listlessly, and felt that someone was looking at her, raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, which was ironic and weird.

"How many minutes are left for the meeting?" Su Nianchu took a sip of milk tea, the rich and warm milk tea flowed down her throat and entered her stomach, like magma sliding into a fragile rock wall, causing her to sigh.

"1 minute." Gu Xuan glanced at the time, "The representative of Feiyue should be here."

"President Song, buy Daji." Su Nianchu took another sip of milk tea, shaking the porcelain cup in his hand, "Gu Xuan, great milk tea."

Song Ziyu frowned, and Xu Mo sat down with a gentle tone, "I think so too. Miss Su, I hope our cooperation can successfully acquire Feiyue."

"Do your best."

"Thank you."

Xu Mo spread out the report in his hand and began to prepare for the acquisition negotiation.However, Su Nianchu's weird smile, like a seed, pierced into his heart silently.One day, it will become a towering tree, and fate is like the way home, no matter the front or the corner, it is destined to be irreversible.

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