[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

At night, when it was time to get off work, Cheng Yourang was still sitting in his seat.

There was no need to work overtime on the first day, and the colleagues all left after greeting one by one, and the office became quiet all at once.

Cheng Yourang tapped on the computer keyboard, not noticing the approaching footsteps.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

He looked up and saw Zhang Jing standing behind the computer.

He took out the prevarication words just now: "There are still some things that have not been processed, and we will leave when we are done."

Zhang Jing remained silent and stood in front of him.

Cheng Yourang smacked his lips, a little wanting to chase him away: "You should leave after get off work."

"Are you waiting for him?"

Cheng Yourang guessed who he was referring to, and felt that he was probably thinking too much: "No, he left early."

Zhang Jing let out a muffled snort, and looked at him with half-down eyes behind the square-frame glasses, with a sharp flash of sternness in his eyes: "I haven't visited my grandma since Chinese New Year, she used to be very good to me, I went home to pay homage to her." a year?"

In fact, Cheng Yourang has always been a little skeptical about the relationship between this person and the original owner, but personally speaking, he doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

"Don't bother, I will tell grandma, as long as I feel like it."

Zhang Jing just stood here listening to him perfunctory himself, sighed lightly, and slowly raised his eyelids, there seemed to be red threads in his eyes, and his eyes were tired.

"Then I'll go first, and you can find some to go back."

Cheng Yourang nodded: "Yes."

"Cheng Yourang!"

Just two steps out, he suddenly turned around and called him.Cheng Yourang raised his eyes and looked at each other, and the interlaced eyes made both of them stunned.

Cheng Yourang looked away first, and asked him nonchalantly, "Is there anything else?"

"It's nothing, you should go back early." Zhang Jing also looked away, staring down at the tip of his shoe, a little embarrassed, "See you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

After he left, he was finally the only one left in the office.He squeezed the space between his brows, and returned to the unfinished work just now.

In fact, he is just a small employee, so there will be more jobs than others.But I just remembered that someone said in the morning that he would come to pick me up at night, so I didn't want to go down and meet him.

Half an hour later, he finally raised his head from the computer screen and stretched his waist to relieve the muscle soreness caused by sitting for a long time.

He picked up the mobile phone that was set aside and found several messages.

The last one was posted 5 minutes ago.

"I'm coming up to find you."

He was startled, and immediately regained his energy.

He quickly turned off the computer, picked up his bag, and walked desperately to the door.

As soon as he reached the elevator door, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked towards the safe passage.

There is not much exercise in walking the stairs, but he still walks with trepidation.

When I finally reached the bottom floor, I stood in the corner and looked outside quietly for a while, and finally walked out after finding that there was no such figure.

After leaving the company, he walked around the corner to the bus station, with his head lowered all the way.Maybe the behavior was too sneaky, causing passers-by to stare sideways.

Fortunately, the bus came in time, and he got on the bus as soon as he got to the platform.It wasn't until he sat down on his seat that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really panicked just now, his heart beat faster, and he even thought of running quickly when he had nothing in his mind.

After calming down a little bit, he took out his phone and looked at it again, only to find that there was no new message.

He couldn't say whether no news was good news, but at least he was free until he got home.

He didn't feel that Qi Chi's entanglement restricted his freedom, but he hadn't figured out how to face him yet.

The attitude towards him this morning has changed a lot compared to the previous few days, and the meaning is obvious, but it seems to be ineffective.

And the more polite I was to him, the more he seemed to be able to push forward.

He sat by the window, put his hands on the window sill, gently supported his head, and looked out of the window with a pair of beautiful eyes.

It was his fault for suddenly pushing Qi Chi away, he was sad but he didn't regret it.It's just that he originally thought it would be a very simple matter. For a person like Qi Chi, his liking would not be placed on one person forever.

But he has said so many times that he doesn't like it, and pushed him away so many times, but he still sticks to him, as if he intends to entangle him forever.

But how long can his paranoia and madness last?

The bus drove through the city, passed one intersection after another, and finally sent him home.

Years ago when Qi Chi was chasing him, he would often pick him up by car, much faster than the bus, so he went home early.

Just like that, grandma recorded the time when he came back, and every time, she would make a meal and wait for him to come back.

Today, in order to avoid Qi Chi, he deliberately walked for more than half an hour late, and came back by bus. He walked all the way to the door of the house and suddenly remembered that he forgot to tell grandma.

He pushed open the door and looked into the kitchen with a pair of apologetic eyes, only to see two figures there.

In a small kitchen, there are a group of people standing around.The old man put the dishes on the plate, and the young man next to him picked up the chopsticks, picked them up, blew on them, and put them in his mouth.

It should taste good, he showed a satisfied smile, his eyes narrowed, and he started to say nice things after eating, complimenting the old man with joy.

Standing at the door and watching this scene, Cheng Yourang was suddenly touched.

There was a biting cold wind outside the window, and they felt like a family in this not-so-warm but warm enough house.

"Hey, the doll is back! Come here to wash your hands and eat. Xiao Qi is also here. He helped me with this big table!"

Grandma came out of the kitchen with the dishes, saw him standing at the door, and greeted him happily to eat.

Qi Chi came out after grandma, holding vegetables in both hands, and smiled at him when he saw him come back: "The time is just right, come and eat soon!"

His tone was so natural that it seemed that they had lived together for a long time, and this was just the most ordinary meal in a long life.

It's as if they haven't broken up, and there hasn't been a confrontation this morning.

While going back to the room to change clothes, Cheng Yourang hastily turned on the phone to take a look, and finally saw the complete message.

"Honey, I'll wait for you at the door."

"I'm downstairs at your house, come down and meet me."

"I'm coming up to find you."

...Damn it!

Sitting down at the dining table, Qi Chi picked up several dishes for Cheng Yourang who was next to him. The dishes in his bowl piled up so that he couldn't even see the rice.

He pulled the dish aside with chopsticks and gave him a complaining look.

Qi Chi seemed not to understand his eyes, and smiled harmlessly.It's just that for a while, I didn't dare to bring food for him anymore, and I obediently ate what was in my bowl with my head down.

Seeing their little gestures, grandma turned her elbows out again: "Xiao Qi is so sorry for you that he brought you food. Look at you, you have lost weight after the New Year!"

Cheng Yourang felt that his family status had declined, so he immediately acted like a baby to his grandma: "I'm not skinny, it's just right for me to be like this, don't try to feed me a big fat man again! After that, who will praise you for having a handsome grandson when you go out? "

Grandma was amused by him: "You also said that you are handsome, you don't know how to be shy at all!"

Cheng Yourang smiled at his grandma, like a child asking for candy from an adult, almost sticking to it and rubbing his thigh.

"We are handsome when we are young!"

Suddenly, one was placed on Cheng Yourang's head, and he touched it lightly, and Qi Chi's laughing voice sounded.

Grandma felt that the two children were joking with her to make her happy, and she was very happy.

Cheng Yourang didn't dare to get angry at him in front of grandma, she shook her head silently to make him move his hand away.

Qi Chi had been talking to his grandma all the time. He was inquiring about her grandson's childhood with his grandma when suddenly there was a piece of pig's trotter in the bowl.

With a movement of his eyes, he saw a popular face next to him.

Like a little bun, I really want to pinch it.

【Speak】

Youyoung: put away your salty trotters/gasp