Sunny after rain

Seven

Afterwards, we move on with our lives as if nothing happened.

continue working.

Continue the supervisor-subordinate relationship.

Nothing has changed, and also, nothing has changed.

I still take her to and from get off work every day, but we don’t have conversations other than business affairs in the car; she still asks my opinions and ideas on many things, but those smiles of affirmation and appreciation are gone, or maybe it’s my intentional choice neglect.

She treated me well, and I changed from "accepting with a smile and saying thank you" to "smiling and saying no, thank you".

She didn't force me either.

The intercom phone on my desk rang.

It's Mr. Fang.

"I'm Meng Qing."

"Is everything ready for Kaohsiung tomorrow?" she asked.

Three months ago, Ruoci's company successfully bid for our company's case, and tomorrow is the first stage of progress confirmation.

"Reporting Mr. Fang, everything is ready, do you have anything else to explain?"

"I will stay one more day. I have a client who I want to visit in person... It doesn't matter if you can come back as scheduled. You can decide for yourself and just tell me when the time comes."

"Yes, I see, I will arrange it."

After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone.

Doesn't this clearly embarrass me?

How can there be a reason why the boss works by himself and I take a break?Although the following Saturday is a holiday, yes, but as a special assistant...

I sighed and got to work on her schedule.

The next day, we arrived in Kaohsiung early in the morning.

Since that day, we have never arrived one night earlier for our business trips. It is a tacit understanding!

Even if they want to stay overnight, they all go out to eat or go shopping with friends, and go back to their rooms to sleep.

I avoid getting along with Mr. Fang outside of work. As for her... I don't want to think about it.

"Your friend should also ask you out tonight?" She asked proactively on the way from the high-speed rail station to the company.

"Yes." I nodded.

She said nothing more.

The day's work was successfully completed.

Ruoci and the others were always satisfied with their progress report, and took the initiative to postpone the next meeting by one month.

"Thank you Mr. Fang, we will work hard."

"Okay, I look forward to your company's future results."

"Okay. The next time we meet is next year. I wish you a happy new year first."

After she said this, I realized that it was already mid-November...

Leslie seems to say that we will meet at the end of the year...

"Meng Qing," her voice brought me back to my senses.

"Sorry, I was dazed for a while."

"Take me to the hotel first! Then you can get off work."

I nodded and drove her to the hotel.

After taking the room card and opening the door, we were all stupid.

What was supposed to be a room with two king single beds turned out to be a king bed.

"I'm going to ask what's going on," I said, turning around and walking outside.

I admit, when I saw that bed, I was happy for a second, after all, I knew how much I liked her...

It's just, "Nothing happened," I said to myself.

I went to the counter and they got it wrong, but there were no other rooms available...

I went back and told Mr. Fang about the situation, "If Mr. Fang minds, I'll find another place to stay at night." After I finished speaking, I pulled my small suitcase and went out.

"I don't mind." She said, taking my wrist precisely.

I looked down at her hands.

"Is that why you don't want to be with me?" She looked at me and asked, with emotions in her eyes that I couldn't read.

"No, Fang always thinks too much." I pulled the luggage into the room and put it away.

"Go! You're off work," she said, pulling out her computer and getting to work.

I went downstairs and drove to Ruoci's appointment.

"Meng Qing, here." She saw me from a long distance away.

"Sorry to keep you waiting again." I said embarrassedly.

"No, I just arrived, let's go!" She raised my hand and took me to the restaurant she was looking for.

As soon as the waitress finished ordering and left, she stared at me sharply.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I stopped drinking water.

"Did something happen between you and Fang Xinyu?"

"Why did you ask so?"

"This time your interaction is very different from last time."

"How is it different?"

"It feels like...you deliberately keep a distance from her."

I shrugged noncommittally.

"What happened to you guys?"

"I don't know if I should tell you..." I avoided her eyes.

"Meng Qing, you fell in love with her! Don't you?" She asked me.

"Would you believe me if I told you I wasn't true?"

"Won't."

"Then why are you asking me?" I said angrily.

"So, because of this, you deliberately..."

"Not exactly." I thought about that night again...

"Then what else is there?"

I looked at the steak in front of me and quietly cut it into small pieces.

"You're here again, every time you don't want to continue that topic, you will do something irrelevant... Well, I won't force you if you don't want to say it." She was helpless.

I smiled and put a piece of meat into my mouth.

"Delicious!" I was a little surprised, it was more delicious than I expected.

"I chose it!" She gave me a white look.

The atmosphere instantly relaxed.

We chatted nonsense, work, life, her life.

I still don't like talking about myself.

"Meng Qing, I think Fang Xinyu might also be interesting to you." She said suddenly.

"Please, don't be so troublesome." I raised my hand, telling her to stop talking.

"You didn't realize that when I told you to see you later in the afternoon, she looked at you hesitantly, as if she didn't want to let you come and have dinner with me..."

I really didn't notice, because I forced myself not to pay attention to everything related to her.

"What has happened, how can we prevent it from happening?" I looked at Ruoci and asked.

She didn't seem to understand why I suddenly asked such questions without beginning or end.

A few seconds later, she covered her mouth in surprise.

I nodded, knowing everything.

"Oh my god! Meng Qing, you..."

"She was drunk, very drunk, very drunk, I didn't refuse..."

For dessert, bittersweet chocolate is just right.

"So, she wants you to act like nothing happened?" Ruo Chi asked.

I nodded.

"You...how did you agree? It happened obviously!" She was a little annoyed.

"That's what she wants, it'll make life easier for her," I said quietly

"What about you? Doesn't she know you're sad?" She was so excited.

"She doesn't have to know."

"You really...you really like her that much? You're so wronged that you don't want to leave?"

"Maybe... stupid, I know, but I just... just can't control myself not to pay attention to her... I try my best, try to stay away from her..." I said helplessly.

"Why don't you just resign?"

I was stunned by her question.

This is a question I hadn't thought about.

"If you're so wronged, why don't you just leave?"

"Because, it's not like 'nothing happened', I promised her..." I gave a bad reason.

I saw that Ruoci's eyes were about to roll up to the top of his head.

"Meng Qing, why don't you just admit that you love her to the point of death, so that I can think highly of you..."

"Well, I love her to the point where Ka dies...is that any better?" I said as she said.

"If that's the case, go after her! Break her! She slept with you while she was drunk, maybe she doesn't reject girls..."

"Please, she's married, her husband is the CEO!" I interrupted her nonsense in front of me.

"Married... No one said you can't have a mistress, right? Besides, maybe her husband has been out for a long time and doesn't know that she has a mistress..." she said.

The question she asked me that day with tears came to mind.

I frowned, feeling pain in my heart.

"Am I right?" Seeing that I didn't respond, Ruoci looked at me and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Because I found out that my husband was having an affair, I went to get drunk, and then I fell in love with the delicious little secretary..."

"Damn it, you're enough." I was kind of on fire.

Am I being ashamed of being hit?Or is it because her pain is being told so frivolously?

"You feel sorry for her, don't you? You can't lie to anyone."

"Are you laughing at me?" I asked angrily.

"I didn't laugh at you, I just couldn't bear your avoiding problems."

"Aside from running away, what can I do?"

"Facing her, talk to her clearly! If she really cares about you, she shouldn't treat you like this; if she's just distracted, drunk and having sex, then you should get out early, and don't get yourself covered in bruises. "

"I wish it was so easy..." I muttered.

"It's not easy, but if you don't do it, it's impossible."

"She's... very hard." I thought of what Tim said that night.

"Yes, she worked hard, so what? I only care about your hard work."

I looked at her stupidly.

"Don't think about it, you are my very important friend, she and I just meet at work, I don't care what happens to her, okay?"

I looked at her with mixed eyes.

"Hey, do you know why I tried so hard to beat you back then?"

"Why are you..." I don't know what to say at this time.

"Answer me." Her attitude was firm.

"I have no idea."

"Because, if I win you, I can get your approval, and then maybe, you will let me walk into your heart..."

I was shocked by this sentence.

"After we broke up, I gradually understood why I was always full of anger towards you at that time... because you closed your heart so tightly, you didn't want me to go in, and you didn't even want me to understand you..."

I can't refute her words.

"You're used to doing everything yourself, including now."

I am silent.

"You take care of this yourself, she doesn't know anything..."

"She doesn't need to know." I interrupted her.

"So how long are you going to torture yourself?"

"I don't know... When I feel enough, it will stop." I said.

"I sincerely hope that this day will come sooner..."

"It will come."

"But when the time comes, what will you be like?"

"Anyway, I can't die."

I get a big roll eye.

"Although this kind of relationship is not very good, I still hope that you can be happy. If you are really sure that this is what you want, she is really the one you want to love..."

"Let's talk about it! There are many kinds of happiness. God knows when I look back, maybe I will find that the happiest moment is actually like now, staying by her side and working with her, watching her from afar..."

"You treat yourself as the king of tragedy and sacrifice!"

When I heard those words, I couldn't help but smile.

"Forget it, your stupid head, unless you figure it out yourself, I don't want to talk about it anymore." She waved her hand, telling me to stop.

"Don't worry!" I said with a smile.

"I also hope that I don't have to worry about you... In short, remember to find me if you have something to do. Even if I know about your decision and I want to beat you up, I will still support you through gritted teeth."

Her cell phone rang, and her husband called for someone.

Before we knew it, we were talking again when the restaurant was about to close.

"Take care." She gave me a hug.

"You too."

"Someone hurts me, it's fine, goodbye."

I drove back to the hotel and suddenly didn't know what to do with...the king size bed.

When I returned to the room, she was still busy.

"Boss Fang, I'm back." I said.

She nodded to show she understood.

I silently took my clothes and went into the bathroom to wash my hair, take a shower and brush my teeth, before going to bed.

The weather is fine today and it won't rain tonight, so I just need to fall asleep before her.

I lay on the bed, sideways facing the wall, closed my eyes and tried to force myself to fall asleep, but to no avail.

Hearing the sound of her getting up to pack her things, then took her clothes and went to the bathroom... I was still awake.

After a while, I heard the sound of a hair dryer, and not long after, the door of the bathroom was opened, my heart was beating so fast, I don't know what I was nervous about.

I felt the quilt being pulled away behind me, and the mattress vibrated slightly due to the weight of another person. She was lying next to me, and I was so stiff that I didn't dare to move.

"Are you nervous?" she asked me.

I wasn't surprised at all that she knew I wasn't asleep.

"No." I said, guilty.

"Liar."

I felt her move closer behind me.

"Why, then listen to me?" she asked again.

"Boss Fang means..." I couldn't understand her question for a while.

"I said nothing happened, and you really did it obediently...why?" She put her hand on my shoulder.

My body trembled slightly, I didn't expect her sudden touch.

"Because you're the boss." My head was in a mess, not knowing exactly what she was trying to do.

"Just because of that? I'm the boss? Just for this reason?" She seemed dissatisfied with my answer.

"Because you want to, because you wish nothing happened, then nothing happens," I said, slapping her hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." As if my actions didn't affect her at all, she directly wrapped her wrist around my waist.

"Is Mr. Fang drunk again today?" I suddenly felt inexplicable anger, as if I was about to be tricked again.

"No, I'm sober. Actually, I was sober when I touched you last time..." She leaned towards me, her breath tickling my neck as she spoke.

"Nothing happened to us, you said it. Today, can you let me go?" I begged her, because I knew that if she continued, I couldn't refuse.

"Meng Qing, you like me, right?"

Sure enough, she already knew.

"My answer doesn't matter." Even so, I don't want to admit it.

"Your answer is important...just..."

"If my answer is very important," I turned around quickly, and this time it scared her, "then let me tell you, yes, Fang Xinyu, I like you so much that even if you get drunk and sleep with me I'll do it for you as if nothing happened, but I beg you, stop playing with me like this." I felt the tears...

"Shh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you selfishly..." She stretched out her fingers and gently wiped away my tears.

I wanted to push her away, but she hugged me into my arms.

"I'm sorry, I knew you liked me, but I used your liking to fill my loneliness...how can I say it before you believe it...in fact, when I read your heart from your eyes, the kind of happiness is my own. I have never had it since I got married, but I can't respond to you, my identity, I can't give you anything... I will only hurt you if I get close, so I force myself to keep a distance from you, but I can't restrain myself I want to treat you well, I want to hurt you..."

I froze in her arms and looked up at her in surprise.

She smiled at me, "When did it start? Probably...it was the last time I came to Kaohsiung, when you were woken up by the sound of rain...It was the first time I saw you who are so strong, so fragile, shrinking by yourself Crying in the corner, I can't ignore the loneliness and helplessness, because I have lived alone before, and I understand that feeling...I thought I understood it, but I didn't expect you to work harder than I imagined, I think Take care of you, I don't want you to work so hard... But I can't do anything, I can't even admit that I like you..."

"You did it," I said, placing my hand on her cheek.

At that moment, I knew what I wanted to do.

Just do it, a moth to a flame, a prey to a snare!

She's like a spider's web smeared with honey, a poisoned apple wrapped in a gorgeous syrup... so dazzled and irresistible.

Knowing that there is a dead end, but still unable to resist.

Instead she froze.

"I know you like me, now?" My fingers brushed her lips.

"I-I don't know...I don't dare to think about anything..."

"Then don't think about it..." After I finished speaking, I pulled down her neck and kissed her lips.

"Meng Qing, wait..." She seemed to want to say something else.

"Waiting for what?" I asked, biting her neck.

"I have no idea……"

"No way? Want me?" I made up my mind to make her lose her mind.

"I can't give you anything, you..."

"Then I'll be your mistress." I slid the tip of my tongue across her fair neck.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Her breathing began to come short.

"I know, I also know that mistresses are used for pain, you can't beat them, you can't scold them..." I whispered in her ear.

"Meng Qing, you..."

"You don't want it?" I put my mouth on her earlobe.

"I'm sorry...I..." How long will she struggle rationally?

I stood up abruptly, straddled her, and gave it a go.

Startled by my sudden movement, she stared at me sitting on top of her with wide eyes.

I smiled, unzipped the strap of my nightgown, and let it slip off me.

"Meng Qing, you...do you know what you are talking about and what you are doing?"

"General Manager Fang Xinyu, I'm seducing you, and I'm not drinking..." I took her hand around my waist.

"Don't... do things that you regret..."

She still wants to struggle?What are you doing.

"How do you know if you will regret it if you don't do it? If there is no regret in life, it will be too unreal... If you really want to, my regret must be you..." My finger slid from her chin all the way to her slightly open The neckline, and found that she was actually wearing a cute piece of clothing under the bathrobe.

I frowned displeased.

"What, what's wrong?" She actually became nervous because of my expression.

"This, foul." I tugged on her shoulder strap.

"Who, who looks like you... you don't wear anything..." She turned her head shyly.

"I don't think I told you, I have the habit of sleeping naked...ah yes, because nothing happened to us, what should I say?" I said it deliberately sour.

"You..." She turned to look at me.

I leaned down and kissed her lips.

"I'll make you remember what happened..." I said biting her lip.

She finally stopped resisting, let me kiss me obediently, and then slowly began to respond to my kisses.

I pulled the belt around her waist, took off her nightgown first, then slipped my hands into her clothes, moved it up, and took it off.

"Last time, I helped you take a shower, but I didn't help you get dressed..." After I finished speaking, I held her breasts in my mouth, sometimes sucking and sometimes nibbling.

She couldn't help but began to fuck, arching her body to respond to me.

"Ah, it was the same last time..." I told her deliberately.

"Don't, don't say it..." She nudged me, wanting to refuse and welcome.

"Don't talk, what's the point?" After I finished speaking, I slid my knee between her legs and gently pressed against her cock.

Alcohol really strengthened her courage, compared to the last time she was drunk, she looks weak and shy at this moment.

"Boss Fang, you're wet." I felt the wetness on my legs.

"Don't, don't call me that..."

"What do you call it? Tell me..." I began to gently rub her sensitivity.

"Whatever... as long as it's not called that..." I thought, when will she lose her mind?

This woman is so tenacious.

"Don't call me that? Boss Fang? Don't you like me calling you that?" I had a bad intention to tease her.

"Not in bed..."

"Then how do you call it on the bed?" My leg pushed up slightly.

"Ah!" She was startled by the sudden pleasure and couldn't help screaming.

"Ah! Calling you that?" I know I'm bad.

"No...it's not like that..." Her hands flicked back and forth on my back.

"Then do you want to tell me, what do you want me to call you?" I bit her chin, held her chest with both hands and kneaded it.

"Rain..." she finally said.

"Rain, is that so?"

She blushed and nodded.

"Good boy." I said, and quickly took off the cloth covering her lower body with both hands, which was already soaked with desire.

"what!"

"It's all wet, I should have taken it off." After I finished speaking, I kissed her again.

Our tongues were entangled, and her reason finally retreated, and she began to respond to me with her body's instincts.

I explored her body, and unlike the previous time, she was more responsive this time.

When my kiss came to her lower abdomen and wanted to continue down, she resisted a little.

"No, don't be there..." She pushed me.

"No, no." I domineeringly removed her hand protecting her lower body, and the most private part of her body appeared in front of my eyes. I raised my head, deliberately letting her see my wicked smile, and then quickly lowered my head, closing the source of her desire.

She began to shout with emotion, and the hands that were originally used to stop me naturally sank into my hair, pulling me closer to her.

Her own smell spreads in the air, obscene and addictive.

I licked and sucked, amplifying those sounds for her to hear.

"Don't, don't be like this...too embarrassing..."

"Uncomfortable?" I asked knowingly.

"Comfortable..." She admitted without disappointment.

"Want more, huh?"

She blushed and nodded.

I put my fingers into her body.

I heard her sigh of contentment, followed by a cry of desire.

The desire I had endured for a long time was finally able to vent. Her cry and coordinated body movements encouraged me, and I wanted to make trouble in her body.

Not long after, there was a strong contraction, and she hugged me tightly, and it took a few seconds for her to gradually relax.

I know enough.

I slowly withdrew from her body, raised my liquid-stained hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Ah, wipe it off!" she yelled, pulling the toilet paper from the bedside table and wrapping it around my hands.

I laughed out loud at her reaction.

"You...was this the same last time?" She asked suddenly.

"So, you really don't remember?" I don't know if I feel disappointed or secretly happy?

"Just remember, you made me feel good...and fell asleep." She whispered.

"But you remember you fucked me."

"Actually, the memory is also very vague. I remember being woken up by your crying in the middle of the night... I saw that we were all naked... probably guessed what happened..."

"So you took advantage of the trend and fell in love with me?"

"Because you look too attractive, I can't help it, and... If we don't have any clothes on, then you must have asked me first, and it will be a disadvantage if you don't come back." She said very confidently.

"Is that so? Nonsensical." After I finished speaking, I lay down beside her.

"Meng Qing, do you really know what you're doing?" Her hand slid across my cheek.

"A moth to a flame," I said, closing my eyes.

"why?"

"Because we," I slowly opened my eyes and looked into her eyes seriously, "are equally lonely."

she cried.

She, who has always been strong in my heart, cried.

Not drunk, conscious, crying.

I hugged her in a hurry, but I couldn't find words to comfort her.I can only hold her and let her cry enough.

"Why? Why is this?" she asked, crying.

"Because I want to embrace your loneliness, even if it makes me bruised." I kissed her forehead.

"You are so stupid. You obviously have a better choice...we..."

"Those choices will not be you. I said, if I really regret it, my regret must be you." I said it again.

She looked at me, hesitated to speak.

"Stop talking, I know what I'm doing, and I know it won't end well... But, let me accompany you until one day you don't want me to accompany you, or I really want to leave..."

"If you want to go, I won't keep you." She said holding my face.

"I know you won't, that's why I did it. You don't force others, you only force yourself."

"you……"

"Moths to the flame, just this one time, let me burn to pieces, when I want to leave, please, wish me happiness, this is my only request. Will you agree to me?" I held her hand said.

She nodded, "I promise you, I promise you..." With two lines of tears, she nestled into my arms, and we fell asleep together not long after.