Olfactory failure

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the setting sun spread a layer of golden red on the floor of the fragrance room through the open window. Wen Yanshu inserted the dropper back into the glass bottle, buried his head to record the data, and closed the recipe book.

After soaking in the fragrance room for a day, every part of the body is contaminated with a strange mixture of various aromas. The smell sensed by the sense of smell is far inferior to the fragrance born under a reasonable essence formula. The strong and pungent degree often makes people People can't avoid it, so Wen Yanshu always drives to work by himself, avoiding the subway, bus and other means of transportation that will affect others.

But today was a little different than usual.

Wen Yanshu got up and took off his white coat, and when he hung up the coat rack, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, swipe down to find Zheng Chengyan's profile picture, and typed to send a short message to the other party.

Putting down his mobile phone, he went into the bathroom. There was only half a bottle of unscented hand sanitizer left on the sink. He squeezed two pumps and kneaded the foam, and carefully rubbed his hands clean under the rushing water until the pungent smell of mixed essence Only a thin layer remains on the surface of the skin.

While waiting for the elevator, Wen Yanshu ran into Guan Rong from the marketing department. The other party refreshed the taxi call interface with a look of anxiety on his face. He raised his eyes to look at him several times, and finally couldn't help saying: "Group leader Wen, you can go to Baitang Street and drop by. ?"

The car door opened, Wen Yanshu turned sideways to let Guan Rong go in, and he followed behind and pressed the button on the first floor: "By the way."

The parking lot is on the first floor, and Guan Rong's gaze stayed on the lit button for a while: "Wen, the team leader didn't drive today?"

"The car has been sent for maintenance," Wen Yanshu didn't explain too much, "Someone will pick it up today."

Guan Rong looked at the wedding ring on the ring finger of the other party, and it took him a long time to realize that he wanted to say when the floor was up. Wen Yanshu walked out of the elevator without asking whether he needed to give the other party a lift.

The black Bentley turned off and stopped on the side of the road. Before getting into the car, Wen Yanshu poked the front of the car with the back of his hand, then opened the passenger door and sat in: "I'm sorry to trouble you again."

"Don't treat me like an outsider." Zheng Chengyan put down the tablet, turned around and took the pastry box in the back seat into his hand, "I just bought it, try to see if it suits your taste."

The hand that handed over the pastry box was wearing the same style of wedding ring. After two years of marriage, none of them took it off, and they acted as full of affection in the eyes of others.

Wen Yanshu fastened his seat belt and took the pastry box. His keen sense of smell made him smell the blueberry jam before he opened the box. His hands moved a little slower: "How long have you been waiting for me downstairs?"

"It didn't take long." Zheng Chengyan started the engine, "You came down as soon as you arrived."

Wen Yanshu glanced at him: "The hood is cold, the engine needs at least 10 minutes to dissipate heat?"

Zheng Chengyan smiled, without any embarrassment on his face: "It's only time to approve a planning case."

Wen Yanshu pinched the fork and brushed the jam off the pastry casually: "Which brand are you cooperating with this time?"

"Zhiwei, his family is going to launch a new Christmas-themed fragrance." Zheng Chengyan focused on the road conditions, and occasionally glanced at the rear view mirror on the right, his eyes brushed past the pastry in Wen Yanshu's hand, and the jam attached to it He has already fiddled with it completely, "Where is Nafieli, don't you plan to promote a competing product?"

Nafeli is the Chinese abbreviation of Nefelibata, an international fashion brand. Wen Yanshu has been working in this company since he graduated and returned to China. He has designed several fragrance products for the brand. Recently, he encountered a bottleneck in an independent design.

Wen Yanshu seldom mentioned work-related matters to Zheng Chengyan. He held a corner of the cake in his mouth and said calmly, "Let's leave the opportunity to others this year."

The black Bentley blended into the night, and the temperature dropped sharply these days in Lindong, and the wind that poured into the car in the evening was icy cold, and it kept stirring Wen Yanshu's hair along the way.

As soon as Wen Yanshu finished filling his stomach and covered the pastry box, Zheng Chengyan freed his hands to close the window of the passenger car, and then took out a facial tissue and handed it over.

The hands of the two touched and parted inadvertently. Wen Yanshu wiped the corners of his mouth, folded the facial tissue several times and held it in the palm of his hand. Looking at the mottled road ahead, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever regretted it?"

Zheng Chengyan glanced at him with a smile: "What are you regretting?"

The tone was firm, without the slightest doubt, Wen Yanshu didn't speak any more.

After leaving the congested road, Zheng Chengyan picked up the speed, and they were familiar with the passing street scene, and their common home was ahead.

When Xingtan Famous Residence arrived, Zheng Chengyan walked around the lake, turned left after turning on the light, slowed down, and drove into the underground parking lot on the slide.

The housekeeper left a light in the entrance for them before leaving get off work. As soon as the door opened, a gray shadow came out. Zheng Chengyan changed half of his shoes and scratched the chin of the domestic silver tabby Maine Coon cat.

Wen Yanshu was a little obsessed with cleanliness. He scratched the cat's forehead with his fingers, then withdrew his hand, untied the watch on his left wrist and put it on the locker: "I'll go upstairs to take a shower first."

Zheng Chengyan stroked the cat's tail, got up and took off his coat: "Let's go together."

In Wen Yanshu's impression, Zheng Chengyan has always kept a decent distance from him in terms of words and deeds, and never said such provocative words. Hearing this, he was a little stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the other party.

Zheng Chengyan had already undid two buttons of his shirt, raised his eyes to notice the strange look on the other side, and suddenly realized that his words had caused a misunderstanding: "Let's go upstairs together, I have to change clothes too."

The blame can only be blamed on the fact that there are so few opportunities for them to come back from get off work together, and they can even misinterpret a few ordinary conversations after entering the door. Eat, don't wait for me."

"I still have a plan that I haven't reviewed yet. I'll eat it after reading it. There's no rush."

On the second floor, the two of them went to the right at the same time. Zheng Chengyan pushed open the door of the bedroom on the left side of the corridor, and Wen Yanshu entered the other bedroom.

This is their plain marriage model, the closest to each other, but they don't understand deeply or set foot in forbidden places, and tacitly reserve enough private space for each other.

Although the cohabitation days can't stir up any waves, no one has ever thought of divorce, as if romance and desire will never be the necessities of the two, and right now is their ideal state of life.

While picking up the bathrobe and going into the bathroom, Wen Yanshu received a call from his friend Pei Yang. The other party asked him if he would like to come out for a drink on the weekend of tomorrow.

Wen Yanshu closed the bathroom door and put the nightgown on the ledge: "I don't have time, I need to find time to prepare for the tasting at the end of the month."

The last appointment was also evaded because of important matters, Pei Yang pretended to be dissatisfied: "Why are you busier than Chief Zheng?"

Zheng Chengyan is the CEO of a well-known advertising design company in China. Pei Yang would sometimes tease him by this title. Wen Yanshu got used to it, so he unbuttoned his trousers with one hand and said, "He likes to work late at night and have extra meals on weekends."

The implication is that you can invite Zheng Chengyan to eat, drink and have fun on weekends. Pei Yang said, "Then I will ask your husband out tomorrow."

The trousers that had lost their zipper fell down, Wen Yanshu stepped back, bent over to pick up the trousers and threw them into the laundry basket: "Let's make an appointment."

He put the off-screen mobile phone on the ledge, took off the rest of his clothes and stepped into the shower room, raised his hand and turned on the water valve.

No water came out for a long time, Wen Yanshu looked up at the shower, fiddled with it a few times in disbelief, a column of icy water suddenly gushed out from the connection between the straight pipe and the water valve, he was caught off guard and was doused all over.

The water valve was turned on and off several times, and the situation was still the same. Wen Yanshu was so nourished that the area from his chest to his abdomen was dripping, and the water dripped down. Go to the house opposite.

The door of the opposite bedroom was open, and Zheng Chengyan was poking his back to him in front of the French window to make a phone call. His upper body was naked, and his muscles from arms to waist and back were well-proportioned, which was the result of regular weekly gym workouts.

Zheng Chengyan was discussing business, Wen Yanshu didn't intend to interrupt, and stood at the door for a few minutes, waiting for the other party to hang up the line before knocking on the door.

Zheng Chengyan turned around and saw him: "Did you take a shower?"

"Not yet," Wen Yanshu was still holding on to the strap, "The water valve on my side is broken, can I borrow your bathroom first?"

"Use it, why don't you borrow it or not?" Zheng Chengyan took the initiative to help open the bathroom door, then walked back and picked up the tablet at the end of the bed, "I'll see if I can fix it for you after dinner. Then call someone to come to the door. When did you find out that it was broken?"

"Ten minutes ago." Wen Yanshu stepped into the bathroom with one foot, and turned his head to remind, "Let's wait for someone else to fix it, so as not to pour water all over."

"Okay, I'll pay attention." Zheng Chengyan sat down on the edge of the bed holding the tablet, assuming a posture of concentrating on work.

When the bathroom door was closed, Zheng Chengyan's concentration immediately subsided, and after further analysis of Wen Yanshu's answer, it was found that the water valve was broken 10 minutes ago. Is that equivalent to waiting patiently outside the door for a long time?

Wen Yanshu was doused from head to toe by the sound of water splashing in the shower room, and when he reached out to get the shampoo, he suddenly remembered that it was not the unscented type he wanted to use.

Going out to get it now is obviously not the best choice. He turned off the water and brushed away his wet forehead hair, pushed open the glass door of the shower room and rushed out of the bathroom to call out the other person's name.

Footsteps came soon, Zheng Chengyan didn't come in, but asked through the door: "What do you need?"

"I forgot to take shampoo and shower gel," Wen Yanshu said, "I'm used to using fragrance-free."

Zheng Chengyan went to the opposite room to pick it up, and when he came back with two in one hand, he took note of the brand of care products, and he knocked on the door: "I'm coming in?"

The shower room was some distance away from the bathroom door, and Wen Yanshu's voice was filtered by the door panel: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

After getting the order, Zheng Chengyan turned the doorknob and went in. Just as he stepped on the wood-grained floor of the bathroom, his steps were paused by the sight.

Not being touched doesn't mean not having daydreams, but those thoughts are often fleeting, never like this moment, a body blurred on the frosted glass is enough to involve his restless brain nerves.

He has been in the advertising industry for more than ten years, and he knows that one of the most eye-catching ways of advertising is to arouse people's sensory stimulation.

And now, outside of work, his senses were unsurprisingly lit by the image.

As he got closer, Wen Yanshu opened the door before he knocked on the unsightly glass door, and stretched out a hand with water droplets to him: "Thank you."

The transparent bottle of shampoo touched Wen Yanshu's palm, Zheng Chengyan didn't let go of his hand, and replied something that had nothing to do with thanking him: "Yanshu, you can directly enter my room from now on instead of waiting outside. My approval. You are my partner, not my subordinate."