silent sample

Tang Yuan exhaled slowly, paused for a moment, and walked back again.

He didn't say anything, and went straight to the water dispenser, but because the water dispenser was by the window, he was inevitably very close to Song Yichuan, almost right under his nose.

Song Yichuan is dressed very formally today, different from usual, more inaccessible. His shirt cuffs are rolled up, his back is lightly pressed against the window sill, in a slightly relaxed posture, and his slender legs wrapped in black trousers are lightly draped Another one.

The meeting lasted for a day, maybe because he was tired, Song Yichuan looked at him less aggressively than the previous few times, Tang Yuan smelled sour and bitter, and noticed that he was holding a paper cup with their company logo on it, "This Would you like some coffee?"

"Aren't you going to refute?" Song Yichuan didn't answer his words, but looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Today that person said you messed with men and women."

Tang Yuan retracted his non-aggressive judgment, saying that when he was ashamed, he should leave immediately.

Of course, he didn't want Song Yichuan to hear about today's farce, thinking that he didn't come, but he didn't know that he just didn't show up.

Since when did you start listening?

Maybe he didn't when he argued with Yu Weili, but he remembered this humiliating sentence firmly.

Or did Song Yichuan stand here and stop him just to get him to admit it.

Because he heard what he wanted to hear the most, back then... he thought so too.

"There's nothing to refute, and it's not the first time." It's hard for others to say, being misunderstood by Song Yichuan, Tang Yuan smiled, thinking that it's not wrong.

He was standing very close to Song Yichuan, so close that he would be able to touch him if he took a step, but right now there was an indescribable sense of alienation between them.

Since you can't get through it, there's no need to collapse any more. Tang Yuan looked at Song Yichuan and smiled, "I'm good at committing crimes because of my beauty. There are things even more absurd than this."

"More ridiculous?" Song Yichuan looked at him lightly, "Do you mean being fucked by me?"

Tang Yuan subconsciously turned his head back, Song Yichuan spoke surprisingly, he didn't know how to answer it for a moment, he paused for a long time before saying: "You have changed a lot."

Song Yichuan's slender fingers rubbed against the edge of the paper cup, waiting for his next words.

"You didn't talk like this before." Tang Yuan said.

"The past is the past, and people will change." Song Yichuan said, "You were much more eloquent in the past than you are now."

There were footsteps in the corridor, and someone was walking towards this side.

After Tang Yuanshui finished picking up, he didn't come here to chat with him. It would only be more unpleasant to chat with Song Yichuan on such a topic. He turned to leave, but he didn't want Song Yichuan to grab his wrist.

The coffee in the other hand spilled out and splashed Tang Yuan's sleeve at close range. He was wearing a sports jacket with dark and light blue stitching, which was not very resistant to dirt. Once it was spilled, the cuffs were immediately wet.

But even so Song Yichuan didn't let him go, he and Tang Yuan looked at the trace, which continued to spread and expand on the light blue background.

It was a colleague from another department who came in. Tang Yuan turned around and glanced at him. He was not familiar with him, so he didn’t say hello. He and Song Yichuan were standing face to face. The distance was very close. Fortunately, it was a corner. If you didn’t look carefully, you just thought they were talking about something. .

But such a posture is always awkward, Tang Yuan dare not turn sideways, for fear that his hands will be exposed, and then it will not be rumored that he is messing with men and women, but that he is not jealous, and men and women will eat everything.

"Let go." Tang Yuan lowered his voice, he couldn't think of any other reason for Song Yichuan to do so other than embarrassing him.

"Of course you thought I was easy to talk to before." Song Yichuan looked at him, "After all, at that time, I couldn't even stand a few words from you."

The colleague came to wash the cups, and Tang Yuan heard the sound of her pouring tea dregs into the trash can, followed by the sound of water.

Maybe because she also sensed the unusual atmosphere on their side, she moved quickly and left after washing.

In the next second, Song Yichuan let go of Tang Yuan, and threw the paper cup into the trash can.

Tang Yuan looked at him suddenly, and said with a hint of helplessness with a chuckle: "What do you want me to do?"

He almost blurted out, why don't you come back to sleep, think about it, this is wrong, as Song Yichuan said, he was the one who fucked him back then, there was no saying that he came back from sleep, and there is no question of who is in charge, at most it is a request People are different.

And at that time...it was very tragic, Tang Yuan really didn't have the courage to hurry up and make himself suffer again.

So after asking this question, he was silent, he threw the question out, and waited for Song Yichuan to ask it.

If Song Yichuan mentioned it, he would have no way out, and if he didn't mention it, then he would consider it a fluke.

It wouldn't be such a big circle, Song Yichuan actually wanted to beat him up.

Ever since they met, Song Yichuan gave Tang Yuan the biggest feeling of being unhappy, very unhappy, like being separated for six years, this kind of unhappiness has been fermented by the altar for six years, and now he has completely come back to it.

Maybe Song Yichuan has always been brooding about what happened back then, and wanted to ask him for it back, but at that time, because of Tang Sirong's departure, Tang Yuan didn't go back to school very much, and the college entrance examination was divided into different test centers, and it seemed that he was filling in volunteers in the end. When we met each other in a hurry, Tang Yuan couldn't remember clearly.

Thinking about it this way, there is indeed a better reason to beat him up, why does Song Yichuan have to mess with him because of that bad thing on the bed.

Hmm...you can beat him if you really want to. Tang Yuan should be quite resistant to beating. If Song Yichuan can be satisfied with a little physical injury, he doesn't mind letting this person who has always been restrained by upbringing to the point where he can't stand even a few words, have a little bit of trouble. A place to vent.

Tang Yuan waited for his answer, and was ready to try his best to satisfy whatever request he raised, but Song Yichuan seemed to dismiss his words as a complaint.

He didn't mean to play with Tang Yuan, but looked at his cuff again, "Your clothes are dirty, give them to me, and I'll wash them."

"...No, I can wash it myself."

"give me."

During the dispute, Xu Lu bumped in, "Ah, I'm sorry, didn't I bother you, did I?"

"No." Tang Yuan said, "Are you looking for me?"

"Well, is it convenient, Brother Yuan? Let's chat for a while."

"Okay, then..." Tang Yuan wanted to say go to his office, but at the moment the office is all gone, and the whole company might be deserted.

He looked at Song Yichuan, who was also looking at him, and then straightened up.

"Just here." Tang Yuan found a table nearby, and was about to drag the chair away, when Song Yichuan passed by him, and suddenly said, "Clothes."

"No need, it's not a good material..."

Song Yichuan didn't waste any words with him, just stretched out his hand and waited, looking very impatient, Tang Yuan had no choice but to take off his coat obediently and hand it to him.

Song Yichuan threw the suit on the back of the chair to him, turned and left.

"I went out this afternoon with something to do. When I came back, my colleague told me that Yu Weili went to look for you again. I'm sorry." Xu Lu looked apologetic, "I have caused you trouble again."

Tang Yuan didn't care much, "He didn't figure out the process himself, so why do you apologize, it has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter how it could be. It happened more or less because of me. He said that you are also because of me. But don't worry, I will go and explain to Mr. Jiang."

Yu Weili will attack Tang Yuan at this time, mostly because of what happened last time. Tang Yuan was working overtime that day. When he was leaving, he passed the office of the legal department and saw Xu Lu lying on the table alone. Concerned, went in and asked her what was wrong, Xu Lu said her stomach hurts.

There are several reasons for a girl's stomachache. Tang Yuan saw that she was in severe pain, so he said to send her back.

Xu Lu's face turned pale from the pain, "...I've taken medicine, but it hasn't worked."

"Try another way." Seeing that she was struggling to walk, Tang Yuan almost dragged and half-carried her before sending her to the car.

When they arrived at the residence, Tang Yuan contacted her friend to take care of her, and bought painkillers with other ingredients for her friend to take. It was a simple matter, but unfortunately Yu Weili saw it when he was leaving that day. .

Because Xu Lu didn't want to be entangled by him, she deliberately asked Tang Yuan to avoid him. Unexpectedly, in Yu Weili's eyes, it became evidence of their love.

Yu Weili went on a business trip the next day, and there was no movement for a month or two. Tang Yuan almost forgot about it, but he didn't expect that as soon as Feng Tianyu said he was back, someone would come to his door.

It doesn't matter to him, if you haven't done it, you haven't done it, and anyone who touches the upper and lower lips will do it.

But Xu Lu is a girl, and she is single, and she was made such a rumor, and the gossip in the company will be very unfavorable to her in the future, so Tang Yuan didn't argue with Yu Weili at that time, and he didn't want to anger him, so that he would have the opportunity to continue to speak ill. Choose words.

Tang Yuan's seemingly gentle words implied a warning, if Yu Weili really had the courage to kill the net, he would think he had the guts instead, but this person is used to bullying and fearing the hard, and he is really a villain for grandstanding, Tang Yuan expected that he would not have the guts.

"Boss Jiang hasn't talked to me yet. Maybe these are trivial matters in his eyes. Why are you making such a fuss?" Tang Yuan comforted her, "Besides, this matter really has nothing to do with you, don't think about it, go back early Bar."

"But he's obviously coming for you."

"Who hasn't had any friction at work, even if he wants to come at me, he still needs to find a better reason." Tang Yuan smiled, "Don't worry, our President Li has already talked to their department this afternoon. He'll be there to say hello."

"really?"

"Ah."

No matter what happened to this matter, it shouldn't be her turn to come forward. Mr. Jiang insisted on talking to him, and he would definitely not talk about the relationship between men and women unless he had conclusive evidence.

Tang Yuan worked overtime until after ten o'clock that day, and the big boss was free. Seeing that he hadn't left yet, let's chat, and the two found an office.

"Old Yu came to me in the afternoon and told me about your affairs. I didn't finish the meeting at that time, and he heard it in a hurry. He meant that you didn't handle the matter well for him, and it took a long time. He doubted your intentions. Ability to work."

"Are you suspicious too?" Tang Yuan asked directly, he expected the big boss to throw the question to him.

"Of course I don't doubt that you were recruited by Li Chao. I know him well, and I have seen your performance at work. He is a capable person."

He smiled and said, "Lao Yu has a quick temper and has bad habits, but he is not bad-minded. You often have contacts at work, so you should be more considerate of each other."

The big boss also said something else. He has always been a very talkative person, such as paying more attention to communication problems and timely feedback, etc. He said a lot of things that seemed to have little to do with the incident itself, and he talked eloquently, without obvious direction , but Tang Yuan basically understood what he meant.

From the perspective of the big boss, today's incident was brought up in front of outsiders and had a very bad impact on the company. He should be angry, but Yu Weili's identity is there. Even if he was wrong, considering the overall situation, Tang Yuan shouldn't want him I bowed my head and apologized.

If you don't get along well at work, you need to reflect, "Since Mr. Yu doesn't approve of me, you can designate the connection with the operation department in the future. There are still many people in our department who are more capable than me. Mr. Jiang, what do you think?" Woolen cloth?"

The big boss thought about it and agreed.

"Then I'll change the process later."

Tang Yuan decided to go back and change it now, and change it overnight, so as not to have long nights and dreams. Yu Weili didn't have to apologize for his mistakes, so Tang Yuan didn't have to have any contact with him anymore, and each took what he needed. It was a happy ending.

Coming out of the building, it was a bit windy outside, Song Yichuan's coat was on Tang Yuan's arm, he hadn't put it on all the time, the main reason was that he had to wash it after wearing it, Song Yichuan washed his, and he washed Song Yichuan's, it was a bit unnecessary.

I forgot to find a bag for him to put it in. The clothes are not cheap at first glance, and Tang Yuan is afraid that they will get dirty in the office, and he doesn't know when he will come again.

Tang Yuan decided to take a taxi back.

Putting the clothes on his lap, I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel a faint fragrance wafting up, which is similar to the smell on Song Yichuan's body before, but not quite like it.

Tang Yuan couldn't describe what kind of smell it was, but he only remembered that he liked to smell it for a while when he was in school, but if he liked it, he liked it, and it was outrageous to force it on someone, like a pervert.

So often when the surroundings of evening self-study are quiet, he calls Song Yichuan and points to the paper, Song Yichuan will turn around first, and then lean over, so that familiar smell floats on the tip of Tang Yuan's nose, like Songyuan Snow piled up and then shaken off intermittently.

"Sir, your phone is ringing." The driver said suddenly.

"Huh?" Tang Yuan came back to his senses, looked down, and saw that it was actually Song Yichuan calling.

He picked it up.

"How was the chat?" Song Yichuan asked.

"With whom?"

"With you Mr. Jiang, who else is there?"

"..." When he was leaving, the person who came to chat with Tang Yuan was not Mr. Jiang at all, Song Yichuan had seen it all, and asked questions knowingly, making it look like Tang Yuan couldn't figure it out.

Tang Yuan took a deep breath and didn't care about him.

He briefly told him the content of the chat with Mr. Jiang, but Song Yichuan didn't expect that he could hear the essence from the whole story, "Are you mistaken?"

"It's not an admission, at most..." Tang Yuan thought for a while, and then thought of a more appropriate word, "Compromise."

"If you don't think you are wrong, why compromise?"

Tang Yuan wanted to say that not everything can be distinguished between right and wrong, nor can problems be solved just by right and wrong, but before he could answer, Song Yichuan said, "Are you addicted? Take responsibility."

"..."

"Who is it for again this time?"

"Not for anyone, but for myself."

Tang Yuan's voice was very low. He looked out the window, guessing the expression of the person opposite at the moment, "Are you disappointed, Song Yichuan, I'm not what you think."