stray

Yan Ruizhi's hand stayed on the chat interface for a long time, and he leaned against the French window at home, aimlessly thinking about the current New Year's greetings.

According to He Nian's words, he should be at the hotel now. Hao Shuai has always been assured that he will not be as simple as his previous business trips.

Maybe it's the same as myself, maybe I just finished dinner and I'm staring in a daze.

The days in summer are always very long, Yan Ruizhi moved his gaze out of the window, and the clouds dyed orange by the sunset are stretched in stretches, even though they are so far apart, they look extremely light and soft.

I don't know what it's like to be in another city, will it have fallen into the night, or is it the same as myself?

Yan Ruizhi suddenly came back to his senses, only then did he realize that he hadn't slowed down for a long time, and had seen a complete sunset before he came out of the amusement park last time.

It seems that since he was sensible, he has been running forward, without looking back, and there seems to be too many things chasing after him, so he dare not turn back, let alone stop.

But now, even though he was only trying a little bit, life seemed to be different.

So he finally didn't intend to think too much, and before the sun set, he thought about something submissively, and lowered his eyes to glance at the string of words that seemed to have sound from the other party.

Instead of replying, he made a direct phone call.

There were only two waiting tones, and the other party picked it up quickly, and then there was a familiar yet pleasantly surprised voice: "Mr. Yan!"

Probably because sound is more infectious than words, Yan Ruizhi's tone subconsciously slowed down a bit: "Yes."

"Why do you want to call me?" He Nian's voice was warm and soft, like the cloud he saw just now.

Such a tone made Yan Ruizhi's heart tremble, and instead of answering immediately, he asked an irrelevant question: "Is it dark over there?"

"Ah?" He Nian was stunned for a moment, and then replied truthfully, "Not yet, the sunset is very beautiful now."

"Yeah." Yan Ruizhi responded to what he just said, "It's nothing, I don't want to type."

"It's okay, I'm just posting casually like this, and you know I'm talkative, so you don't need to reply to me often."

After He Nian finished speaking, he was afraid of something, and immediately added: "Of course! Calling is also very good! I like it!"

Yan Ruizhi actually knows that he has little experience in this area, and he doesn't know which direction to change, but with his personality, since he said he would give it a try, he will definitely try hard.

He asked softly, "What if I didn't call and didn't reply to you?"

"That means you must be busy, maybe busy, maybe something else." He Nian's tone was very firm, "As for you not replying to me."

Yan Ruizhi heard the other party's voice very briskly: "I sent you a message just to talk to you, but I know your temperament, so it's okay, really it's okay."

"Anyway, you may not want to talk to me for the last sentence, but if I send another one, you may want to talk to me again."

Yan Ruizhi was slightly startled.

He often doesn't understand why there is always so much enthusiasm for New Year's Eve, as if it can't be quenched, and he will never be disappointed in himself.

But he is obviously just an ordinary and cowardly person.

"Yan Ruizhi." He Nian's tone changed slightly, and he called his name.

His voice was a little less teasing than before, but a little more gentle and serious: "You are very nice."

Yan Ruizhi suddenly felt flustered after his thoughts were clarified, and he said stiffly, "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

"I'm afraid you'll start to escape again, so I'll just remind you from time to time." He Nian smiled at the other end, and then changed to the original tone, "Otherwise, when I go back, you suddenly tell me that you are going to talk to me again." How can we go back to the previous relationship?"

His last voice was pitiful, and Yan Ruizhi frowned: "Don't act like a baby."

"Got it." He Nian agreed, but his tone remained the same as before.

But it has to be said that after he just said that sentence, Yan Ruizhi's hidden retreat was suppressed again.

"I'll give you time," He Nian finally said seriously, "So can you give me something sweet?"

Yan Ruizhi didn't expect this person to bargain, and frowned: "What sweetness?"

"Look, Xiaohe is wandering in the field alone..."

"I'll call now and ask Hao Shuai to come and accompany you." Seeing that he was about to start talking again, Yan Ruizhi immediately interrupted coldly.

"Hey Mr. Yan, please!" He Nian hurriedly stopped, "That's what I said!"

"Then what do you want?"

He Nian coughed: "Look, we just broke up...why can you say something nice?"

"..." Yan Ruizhi pursed his lips, a little wary.

"For example, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, why do I like you so much, I really hope you come back..." He Nian began to give him examples in a serious manner.

"roll."

This time, Yan Ruizhi finally hung up the phone without hesitation.

It's just that this call inevitably has some stamina. Looking at the sunset still hanging in the sky, he feels that summer is also a bit bad.

It's just too hot.

He put the phone aside and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came back, he remembered that he still had to finish the report today, so he went into the study to get busy for a while.

It was already late at night when he came out, and he remembered that his mobile phone was still in the living room, so he went to look for it on the sofa in his pajamas.

Only then did he realize that after he hung up on He Nian, the other party sent a voice message.

Yan Ruizhi originally wanted to turn it into text, but in the end he attached his ear and clicked to listen.

"Okay, okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, I will say it for you."

"I miss you too."

The other party's voice was a little distorted, Yan Ruizhi blinked, and didn't put down the phone after listening.

How did this person learn to say these things for his own loan?

By all means

[Reasonable: Mr. Yan, I went out for a walk just now. 】

[Reasonable: Mr. Hao came over and told me a lot of things to pay attention to tomorrow, so I plan to get up earlier tomorrow, so I'll go to bed first. 】

However, these are just the news an hour ago, and there were two more half an hour ago.

[Mr. Yan. 】

[Let's talk, tell me, I can't sleep if you don't tell me. 】

Yan Ruizhi felt that this person was really annoying to a certain extent.

He said to himself that you didn't sleep well every time you were in my house, and he didn't see any insomnia in you.

Just thinking of the call I hung up in the evening because of embarrassment, and imagining He Nian holding the phone waiting for a reply, I suddenly felt a little pitiful.

Although the other party didn't send any more messages after this message, Yan Ruizhi hesitated for a moment, then lightly tapped on the phone's keyboard.

[Sharpness: Good night. 】

As luck would have it, the person on the other end seems to have finally fallen asleep without replying.

Yan Ruizhi heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt that something was missing.

Maybe I'm getting weirder and weirder.

The next week went smoothly, but because Hao Shuai was on a business trip, Yan Ruizhi's workload inevitably increased, and sometimes he had to go back late at night, and after taking a shower at home, he just wanted to lay down and rest.

He Nian is still the same as before, he will report what happened to him every day, and occasionally he will be hung up on the phone several times.

Yan Ruizhi often vacillates between two emotions. Sometimes he feels that New Year's greetings are so annoying that he can only hang up when he can't answer a sentence or two on the phone, and then the other party has to come over to apologize, and it goes on and on.

But sometimes he would stare blankly at the desk that had been vacant for a week, imagining that the other party was sitting there seriously engaged.

He didn't know what it was like to fall in love with other people, but he didn't expect it to be like this with him.

In the new week, he went to Anjing University to attend classes as usual.

After calling the driver to take him to school, he walked into the classroom with the courseware, and as soon as he put the book away, he habitually stepped aside...

Then he waited for a second before reacting in a daze.

Many times before, it was He Nian who came over to fix the multimedia for him graciously. He just had to stand back and wait for the other party to debug and call him "Teacher Yan" before he continued.

When he came back to his senses, he remembered that He Nian was still out of town, and the students in the classroom were used to a tall boy coming up to help him, so they all sat in their seats.

Yan Ruizhi's complexion remained unchanged, but he finally felt a little unaccustomed to it.

He adjusted the equipment himself, and looked at the first row again.

The place is vacant.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and then he got his expression together and continued with the class.

Only then did he suddenly realize that He Nian had been away from him for many days.

Yan Rui returned to the company after class, and worked overtime until late at night before returning home.

He Nian usually sends him a message at ten o'clock in the evening, saying what he has done today and whether he has encountered any problems. After talking one by one, he will type again to ask him for a good night.

And when he finished packing, changed into his pajamas and sat on the bed, he habitually turned on his phone, only to find that there were no unread messages on it.

It's eleven o'clock, and I don't know if He Nian has slept.

But since he didn't say good night to himself, he should be still busy.

What is there to be busy at this time?

Yan Ruizhi didn't know that his brows were already frowned. He looked at An Jing's mobile phone and turned to find another person.

Hao Shuai's voice was full of doubts: "It's late at night, what do you want me for?"

"It's nothing," Yan Ruizhi felt a little impulsive when the other party connected, "I just want to ask you if everything goes well."

Hao Shuai was even more surprised: "When did President Yan care about me so much?"

"..." Yan Ruizhi's voice finally returned to the coldness of the past, "Hang up."

"It's very good." Hao Shuai was surprised, but he still said truthfully, "It's very smooth, and we will return on time. Xiaohe is also very worry-free. Please rest assured, Mr. Yan!"

Yan Ruizhi hung up the phone expressionlessly.

I shouldn't have asked him.

However, Hao Shuai confirmed from the side that nothing went wrong today, so why didn't the New Year message suddenly come out?

It's only one day, Yan Ruizhi comforted himself calmly, maybe he went to bed early today.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower, waited for his hair to dry and sat on the bed, looked at the mobile phone on the low cabinet, picked it up after a while of silence.

Still no news.

Yan Ruizhi lay down and closed his eyes, deciding to fall asleep first.

One minute later, he called He Nian.

Usually the New Year greetings are answered very quickly, but this time it was not picked up until the fast forwarding signal turned busy.

"Hey?"

His voice was also different from usual, with a little... weird hoarseness.

Not only dumb, but also a little guilty panic.

"Boss Yan?"

Probably because he was too nervous, the other party quickly called him.

However, He Nian's voice at certain times was too familiar to him, even though he felt that he shouldn't think about it, Yan Ruizhi still took a breath.

He gritted his teeth and said, "He Nian, what are you doing?"