Floating Perfume Shop

At that moment Xiao Chongyun wanted to die.He never thought that his cowardice and weakness would be exposed in front of others.

It is better to be exposed in front of anyone than in front of Zhou Tianhao.

In front of Zhou Tianhao, he could still retain the pale illusion of that talented oriental youth in Glass.

If it is possible to escape this fragrance, Xiao Chongyun thought, he would stab his own nose with a knife to permanently destroy the function of smell from the body, thereby destroying all the pain caused by Zhang Wenshan.But why didn't he do it?

Why, he would rather endure humiliation and embarrassment, but keep his sense of smell that is almost out of order?

Every inch of his skin was hot, he struggled to stand up, and wanted to walk to the ventilated place at the door, but there were no muscles or bones to give him strength support.It is a conditioned reflex to give up and resist. Like a dog trained by Pavlov, the body has already learned how to behave under such conditions, so that it can obtain the greatest comfort.

A pair of hands hugged him from behind, gently, comfortingly, and anxiously: "Senior, what's wrong with you, senior?"

Unconsciously leaning over, looking for the moment when the skin touches the coldness.

It is as if there is a sheltered harbor in the dark.

What fell on his bare neck, like a soft, infatuated kiss, Xiao Chongyun suddenly woke up!

"let me go."

Zhou Tianhao's first reaction was to hug Xiao Chongyun and call the doctor.He looked down at the person in his arms, feeling different from usual.He leaned against himself, his eyes were tightly closed, his whole body seemed to have no strength, his face was very hot, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his extremely pale skin, giving him a strange sense of beauty.

Zhou Tianhao's whole body froze, and he didn't dare to move anymore, as if any slight movement would completely collapse the remaining self-control.

He cautiously reached for his phone in his pocket, but Xiao Chongyun leaned against him.

So subtle a movement that he almost thought he felt wrong.

Xiao Chongyun's head rested on his shoulder, his neck was tilted back, and his lips gently brushed against his skin.

Zhou Tianhao ignited with a bang, and the phone fell to the ground with a bang.

He tightened his arms, leaned over to the neck that was exposed from the neckline, and kissed it.

The soft touch between the lips, tossing and turning, the secret breath of Xiao Chongyun's skin itself, ah, Zhou Tianhao knows that he is a beast who takes advantage of others, he is simply inferior to a beast, and has no shame.But even if the sky falls, he will continue to have no shame.

Even if someone pointed a gun at his head, he had to complete this long and seductive kiss first.

Suddenly the person in his arms stopped moving, and whispered: "Let me go."

That stern, calm, almost sober voice almost poured a basin of cold water on his head.Xiao Chongyun has already opened his eyes, probably in order to maintain his sobriety, he bit his lower lip to leave a bloodstain, the pain made his eyes seem to be covered with water.But the charming feeling just now is gone.

He has once again become the one who tolerates him, guides him, always looks down on him from a high place, and rejects people thousands of miles away, "Xiao of the East".

"Help me out."

Zhou Tianhao got closer, Xiao Chongyun said it again, this time the voice was a little clearer: "Help me out, open the window."

With his current state, he couldn't walk at all. Zhou Tianhao put his hands through the bend of his knees, picked him up directly, carried him to the outer facade, and put him on the reclining chair he often sat on.He struggled for a few minutes to open the anti-theft shutter door and the glass store door, and the morning breeze and mist poured in.Xiao Chongyun lay on the chair, closed his eyes, and rested while Zhou Tianhao was standing at the door, trying to take off his coat and cover him up, but he dared not take a single step, like a student who had made a mistake and dared not meet him. teacher.

After thinking about it, he decided that he should call the doctor.

Before finishing dialing the number, Xiao Chongyun said: "No need, I just have a little low blood pressure, just lie down for a while and it will be fine."

Zhou Tianhao has always maintained a healthy lifestyle and proper exercise. He doesn't know what hypotension looks like. Although he thinks it's not right, he doesn't doubt it too much.When he put the phone away, Xiao Chongyun asked: "You said what you said that day, as if you never said it."

"Yes," Zhou Tianhao clenched his fists.

"You let me go in with my left ear and out with my right ear."

"Yes."

Xiao Chongyun said wearily: "I did it, how about you?"

Because the grip was too tight, the nails dug into the flesh, the pain brought back to reason, and calmed down the hotness in the heart.Zhou Tianhao bowed his head: "Senior Xiao, I'm sorry."

Xiao Chongyun sat up from the recliner, and seemed to have returned to normal.He pulled a blanket over his legs, stared at him with dark eyes, and suddenly laughed dumbly: "I was so dizzy just now, I don't really remember what happened, thank you. I still have a headache, not too bad I can go, can you do me another favor? Help me open the window in the back room and throw out the "Dai Wangshu Poetry Collection". If there are still those little fragrant beads on the ground, pick them up and throw them away together, the smell is too bad .”

If that smile can be deciphered, it should be the four words "Don't look into the past."

Don't study the past, don't take the next as an example.

It was like a shackle was lifted from Zhou Tianhao's shoulders, and he breathed a sigh of relief.His chest was so empty, he thought that as long as the senior was willing to investigate, he would be willing to put on the shackles.

But he just didn't pursue it.

Zhou Tianhao went inside, pushed open the window, and punched the wall with his fist, causing the wall dust to fall down.

But he just doesn't pursue it.

He pressed his forehead against the cold wall, slowly, slowly put away his disappointment, and then began to organize things.

There is a fiery aroma in the room, thick spicy spices, with only one tone, full of enthusiasm.At a glance, it has an oriental taste, but it is completely different when you smell it carefully.This seems to be a kind of imitation fragrance, a very familiar smell, but it is impossible to detect what it is imitating.The aroma comes from the solid incense beads that are stuck in the book and scattered on the ground. The senior seems to dislike it very much.He knelt down and picked up the fragrant beads one by one.

When he packed everything up and went out, he was that talented and cynical second-in-chief of Lotus again.

Zhou Tianhao quickly booked a return flight back to Shanghai. The day before his departure, he said that his hands still hurt and asked his senior to drive him to eat steamed buns.Xiao Chongyun was really worried, fearing that it might be a suppurative infection, so he drove to the hospital in one car.He was quick to think: "No, no, I didn't bring my medical insurance card!"

But Boss Xiao has it. He bought social security and medical insurance, everything is complete, and he also bought a copy for the little ghost.

After queuing for a long time, the old doctor looked serious, removed the gauze from Zhou Tianhao's hands, looked closer with his glasses, and shook his head: "You guys are too late."

Xiao Chongyun's heart tightened: "What, the infection is very serious?"

The old doctor drove the two of them out of the consultation room: "I've recovered by myself a long time ago."

The gauze was removed, and there was nothing wrong with Zhou Tianhao's scratched hand except for some small scars (the doctor said it would fall off by itself soon).He clutched his stutter and tried to quibble: "Really, I really feel pain, maybe it's a psychological effect. Senior, do you understand the feeling of being perfectly fine on the outside, but the pain on the inside is terribly painful?"

This reason failed at first glance, but Xiao Chongyun nodded: "I understand."

He sent Zhou Tianhao to the airport without saying a word.

When we arrived at the terminal, Zhou Tianhao refused to let us send it off: "Senior Xiao, I've been very busy recently, so I don't know when I'll come again next time."

"Maybe it's next year, maybe it won't come." His voice was a little bit rough, "'Shu Brocade' will have half of your signature and corresponding income. Emma will contact you."

"No, don't write my name on it." Xiao Chongyun thought about it again, "But the money can still be transferred to my account."

Zhou Tianhao walked two steps longingly, then turned back and asked, "Can your kid's entries be listed on time? I can help."

This is just a light sentence, but it carries a lot of weight.Counting the time, the works for the next season have already been decided. It involves the division of interests within the company. Even if it is the second boss of Lotus, it will be very difficult to make any small adjustments now.It is good to have such a heart, Xiao Chongyun shook his head.

Although Zhou Tianhao said that he would not come to City C again, he still sent him some information about "Shu Brocade" on the Internet regularly, including the small test, the pilot test, and the minor adjustments in the final incense setting, all of which were asked for his reference.These exchanges are usually on a technical level, business-like, and even he himself has a clear conscience and can't find any faults.

But Su Lan chose.

He went to Zhou Tianhao's office for a visit, took a cup of coffee made by the little intern, saw the boss chatting on Tuesday, and suddenly said: "This is the tenth time you have called Xiao Chongyun today, Emma counted it."

"I'll send the advertising design of 'Shu Brocade' to the seniors," Zhou Tianhao clicked on the chat history, "It's all business, there is no nonsense."

Su Lan leaned over: "Even if 'Shu Brocade' has half of the inspiration of Mr. Xiao Er, when did the perfumer take care of the advertising copywriting? You just did something wrong when you went to City C, and the seniors ignored you during the test. Second-rate."

He gloated: "Tell me, what did you do to your heart? Did you drink again and kiss someone?"

"No," Zhou Tianhao smashed the empty paper cup Emma used to pour tea, "I just voted against the new work of a newcomer named Wang Xiaofeng."

Su Lan defended herself, and ran away with her tail between her legs.

Xiao Chongyun didn't think that Zhou Tianhao poked him ten times a day. Firstly, the little devil went home for the winter vacation. He was alone guarding the shop with no customers. He was lonely and cold. Secondly, he actually liked Zhou Tianhao very much.

He is serious, low-key, capable, and talented. If he had known him when he was still in Glass's school, he would have given him a hand no matter what.Only now, it's too late.Zhou Tianhao was already walking on a smooth road, but he was not even qualified to go on the road.

What Zhou Tianhao likes, the "Xiao of the East", has long been lost in time.What is in front of him now is just a cowardly and incompetent body that refuses to admit it, conceals its weaknesses.I have already disappointed myself so much, why let me down again?

Besides, he never wanted to touch things like feelings again.

He said to Zhou Tianhao, I don't quite remember what happened, thank you.

If Zhou Tianhao had turned around a minute late at that time, maybe he would have been able to pierce the fake smile on his face.It was just a layer of strong fragility, nothing more.

However, looking at it from another perspective, since Zhou Tianhao came to him, he had two moments when his sense of smell returned to normal, and there were several more normal moments after that.That kind of instant ecstasy sometimes made Xiao Chongyun hallucinate, feeling that his body was gradually getting better, and the darkness that oppressed his nerves in the deep winter had been gradually dispelled by time.

As if the light is right in front of you.

He dug out the phone book that he hadn't used for a long time and started calling some old acquaintances.They were all polite greetings. To tell the truth, I was not in good health and was recuperating in China. I asked if there was any urgent cooperation plan for new products. My students' works were excellent.Most of the contact information left at that time could not be reached. Some of the remaining people were suspicious, some were stereotyped, and some sincerely greeted but were really powerless.An old friend opened a small company after graduation. Out of trust in his strength, he was very interested, so Xiao Chongyun hung up the phone and called the kid.

He roughly talked about the other company's situation and requirements, and then suggested that Xiaogui revise an old work from last year.The perfume formula was independently completed by Zhang Song, it was called "Desire", and Xiao Chongyun admired the forbearing heavy breath.

Zhang Song said "um" on the phone, listened without saying a word, and finally said: "No need."

Xiao Chongyun almost wanted to drop his phone: "Are you stupid?"

"A company wants my perfume, and it will be launched next week," said the little ghost, "I have also prepared a sample of the entry."

Xiao Chongyun was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

"I brought it here."

Xiao Chongyun was still holding the phone, when he heard the iron wind chime ringing, the glass door was pushed open, and the kid came in from the outside, still carrying the canvas bag and wearing a pink rabbit scarf.He hung up the mobile phone in his hand, then took out a transparent glass bottle from his bag, and put it on the table together with a formula sheet.

"I think big companies will definitely not want my perfume, but there must be many small companies that lack perfumers," said the kid with a blank expression on his face, "so after I got back, I called one by one, saying that I don't want money, just a signature. One family agreed."