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On the day of returning from Yancheng, the company had to work overtime temporarily, and Wen Yu was arrested for a meeting. He had to send a message to inform Cui Shican that the late-night supper appointment had been missed. The other party asked the name of the store, and replied: "Do you really want to eat?"

Wen Yu was concentrating on listening to Han Mo reading the PPT, when he glimpsed this pop-up message from the corner of his eye, his heart suddenly flew away.

He didn't know how to answer, he didn't seem to particularly want to eat, the main reason was to spend more time with Shi Can, but now he just got off the plane and came to the company, he ate dinner in a hurry, thinking about supper, his stomach almost groaned.

Wen Yu pressed his stomach with his hand hidden under the conference table, took the phone under it, pressed it a few times, sent a message, turned the phone over, with the screen facing down, and put it next to the notebook again.

For a moment, he wanted Shi Can to wait for him and talk about it after the meeting, but the acquisition case in front of him had just gone wrong, and several departments might have to work overtime all night for this today, so naturally he couldn't escape.Thinking of this, Wen Yu felt a little tired of work like never before.

It's so annoying, I really want to eat supper, grilled pork ribs with grilled pork belly and grilled eggplant...

The more he thought about it, the hungrier he became, so much so that Wen Yu remained passive and sabotaged until the second half of the meeting.

When the chief financial officer was summing up, he glanced at his phone, and there was a lonely message from Shican on the screen: "Is it not over yet?"

Wen Yu pressed a few words, then deleted them, and finally sent out only one sentence: "Soon."

There was nothing important to listen to in the following nonsense time, Wen Yu lowered his eyelids to play with his mobile phone, but he didn't dare to be too blatant, so he flipped through the chat records between him and Shi Can.

At least it was added on the day of physical therapy, and there was no news from the previous high school. Wen Yu was a little regretful, and comforted himself that he would have to start again, so let him go.But it seemed that he was affected by this, so he sent a message to Shi Can whenever he had something to do, as if he wanted to fill in all the blanks he missed.

At first, there was a thick atmosphere of embarrassment, and they were no different from strangers, they were groping for each other to get acquainted.

"Are you at work?" "Are you busy?" "I went to eat Beijing cuisine at noon today. It was too salty." I'm harassing.

Thinking about it, I feel that Cui Shican's temper has become much quieter in the past few years. Although his reply is very brief, he can read his softer side from the lines.Wen Yu might be happier if he occasionally asked something back and said a few words about his life - he regarded this as another kind of reconciliation between the two.

Although he tried his best to ignore it, the cold war at the age of 17 and the last unexplained change are always vivid in his memory.

No matter how much you think about it, it's fine if no one mentions it.

"Vice President Wen, at the regular meeting tomorrow afternoon, the executive officer of Huacheng Branch will come. We hope to arrange for him to give a more detailed explanation of this contract dispute, which may shorten your speech time." After the meeting, Han Mo told He went back to the office together and listened to the new secretary Kobayashi supplement the content of the meeting on the way.

"Should be." Wen Yu pressed the elevator button, "When the time comes, notify the legal side to attend the meeting and make a brief analysis. It's not a big deal, so please don't panic—it's just improved after a few years of decline. It's also normal."

"Assistant Han from the legal department told me to send it again later." Xiao Lin said, "Mr. Xiao is not coming this time. Do you need to inform him and the leadership at Huacheng to attend the meeting tomorrow via video?"

Wen Yu sneered: "It's not necessary."

Xiao Lin blinked in confusion: "Ah? But he is the first person responsible..."

Han Mo acted as an interpreter without haste: "Vice President Wen means that President Xiao should go back and prepare the resignation report and the handover of equity. There is no need to labor for such trivial matters. As for the others, just wait for the agent to go back and convey it. They don’t need to know all the details of the company’s meetings.”

Kobayashi said "oh", then bowed his head and typed a few lines on the iPad.

The phone rang suddenly, and the elevator room was filled with cheerful ringtones. Han Mo touched his pocket suspiciously, and turned to Xiao Lin after not noticing the vibration.The girl said innocently: "I didn't bring my mobile phone."

So both eyes stared at the only person left in the elevator, Wen Yu turned his back embarrassedly, and answered the phone: "Hello?...Yes, I am....Huh? Are you sure?...Ah Okay, you put it at the front desk and let the security guard on duty send it to the fifteenth floor, they know someone. Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

He hung up the phone, met the bright eyes of Han Mo and Xiao Lin, and suddenly said cheerfully, "Snack!"

Hot barbecue, a big bag, when the security guard brought it up, the whole corridor was filled with a tempting aroma.The portion wasn't too much, but he certainly couldn't finish it himself, needless to say, he knew who it was.

Feeling warm, Wen Yu took a photo and sent it to Shi Can.

"Did you order it?" He asked, and Han Mo and Xiao Lin had already started to eat.

Shi Can replied with a pitch-black profile picture: "You're welcome, I'm the one to treat you if it's agreed."

Wen Yu laughed: "That's not so much."

Shi Can: "Don't you still have a deputy [Yue]"

The red-faced little yellow expression is very happy. Wen Yu had the illusion that Shi Can had the same expression now. He ate a piece of eggplant and slurred his voice: "It's really a timely help. I didn't eat much at night. I died of starvation." gone."

Shi Can: "Eating can't stop your mouth."

Followed by a dog's head with its mouth pinched, the text said "Okay, don't talk anymore" - Wen Yu thought he was starving, but he could see a bit of Shi Can's youth from this dog's head.

"Then look back, I have to go to work overtime." After sending the last text message, Wen Yu hesitated, added a happy face of the same minion, and put down the phone after receiving the "OK" gesture replied by Shi Can .

As soon as he turned his head, there was only a little left over from the barbecue, Wen Yu almost went crazy: "You guys should save some for me!"

Han Mo: "I keep looking at my phone, thinking you don't want to eat. Who is smiling so happily?"

Kobayashi: "Does the proprietress send you warmth?"

Wen Yu told him to leave alone, and ate the rest of the barbecue like a storm. He barely filled his stomach, made himself another cup of coffee, and then sat back behind the computer.

"Play for a while, and I'll call you when they're done," Han Mo said, cleaning up the leftovers for him.

Wen Yu said yes, and started to swipe the phone screen up and down out of boredom, really "playing" very comfortably.

He didn't expect that Cui Shican could order supper for himself. In fact, it is reasonable for friends to do this. If it were someone else, such as Han Mo, such as Chen Qian, Wen Yu thought that if he complained, there must be something similar. What kind of treatment would you like to eat, but I was working overtime, and the other party said I'll order it for you, who made you my good son, and proudly said "thank you, Dad" after it was over.

But Shi Can is different after all, although Wen Yu still can't tell.

That person makes him feel complicated when he thinks about it, happy, guilty, even self-blaming and sad, but now he seems to be happier.Wen Yu stared at Shi Can's all-black WeChat avatar, didn't see why for a while, and clicked on the big picture.

He zoomed in and zoomed in, and saw a star in the corner.

Stars in the dark night sky.

This overtime work lasted until more than three o'clock. Wen Yu didn't bother to go home, so he went to the hotel next door to the company and got a room, washed up hastily, and lay down to rest.As a result, dreams came one after another, and it was almost dawn when Wen Yu finally fell asleep.

He hadn't slept for long when Han Mo called: "Shall I bring you breakfast or will you come down to eat by yourself?"

"...I'll go down." Wen Yu couldn't get angry.

"I went to your house to get a change of clothes in the morning, and I will send someone to your room later." Han Mo said.

Immediately felt a little guilty, Wen Yu replied: "Okay, thank you Brother Mo."

Han Mo: "It's okay, don't sleep again."

Hang up the phone, it's seven forty in the morning.Wen Yu rubbed his eyes and looked around the room. The curtains were drawn tightly, covering all the light, leaving only a dim light from the floor lamp.He turned over and got out of bed, brushed his teeth and washed his face with delirious steps, and took a shower by the way.

The effects of overtime didn't become apparent until the next morning. He was now top-heavy and always felt that he could die suddenly at any time.Seeing the scraping marks on his shoulder and neck in the mirror, he yawned.

The hotel service staff knocked on the door and delivered the clothes. Wen Yu saw it and remembered that when he just returned to China, in order to change houses conveniently, Han Mo said that he had a high-rise apartment under his name. After showing him the location, the key was directly on the string from his own Untie it.So it's not surprising that Han Mo went back to get the clothes for him just now.

Halfway through the tie tie, a message from Han Mo came to urge him. After Wen Yu returned, he picked up the phone key and went out, taking the time to send a voice message to Xiao Lin: "Go to the company and find me a charger."

The other party's message came back, he had already met with Han Mo in the hotel restaurant.

He also worked overtime all night, he just woke up with dull eyes, Han Mo's face was radiant and refreshed, and he was obviously the one who was four or five years older.Wen Yu was suddenly extremely unbalanced, and sat down by the window: "You got up so early?"

"I didn't sleep. I went back and read the information again. It was five o'clock. I went out for a run. After taking a shower, I went to get you clothes. It was just right to come here." Han Mo said with a smile, "I said it earlier, Young people need to exercise more, and you don’t have to stay overnight, your face is really ugly-ask them to cook you a chicken noodle soup.”

Wen Yu resisted: "I want spicy food."

Han Mo dismissed it lightly: "What kind of spicy food do you eat early in the morning? Eat poached eggs."

Wen Yu: "...Damn it."

He scolded these words in an extremely low voice, Han Mo's smile paused, and he didn't speak, pretending he couldn't hear him.

The chicken noodle soup was steaming when it was served, and Wen Yu picked up a chopstick, which felt a lot more comfortable in his stomach, but it wasn't what he wanted now, and it tasted rather dull.He picked up a few chopsticks and couldn't eat anymore.

Their seats were near the window, and there were not many people in the restaurant at this time, sitting sparsely.The sun has come out, the golden light is not hot yet, it has crossed the tall buildings, and sprinkled all the way from the floor-to-ceiling windows to the table.

A bright sunny day, a new day.

The overly beautiful Chaoyang made Wen Yu think of Cui Shican for no reason. He glanced at his phone, and the record was still stuck at the previous day's "I'm off to work".

"Xiao Yu," Han Mo called him, interrupting Wen Yu's contemplation, "Yesterday, before you came back, my dad came to see me once. He knew what went wrong this time. Although it's not a big problem, Mr. Xiao should know walk on my own."

Wen Yu ate the noodles and said absently: "Obviously, he may have already found his next home."

Han Mo: "My dad wants to transfer someone from the head office to take over Mr. Xiao's position. He selected a few people to discuss with me. The meaning of the board of directors is to let him decide."

Wen Yu heard the meaning of his words, but still pretended to be stupid: "Then Mr. Han will be fine, he won't let me go, will he?"

"How is it possible? It's not like nobody's using it." Han Mo smiled, and it disappeared from the corner of his lips in an instant. He put down his cup, and after a moment of silence, he said, "My dad's No. 1 choice is for me to go."

This sentence made Wen Yu's heart thump suddenly, and he couldn't eat any more noodles. He raised his head to look at Han Mo, who had a serious expression on his face, as if he was reporting work at a meeting.

Wen Yu looked away and said, "It's not impossible."

Han Mo: "But I refused."

Wen Yu: "..."

"He should nominate Vice President Shen from Yancheng to take over. It looks like he was transferred at the same level, but he was actually promoted to a higher level. Even if President Shen's wife and children are all in Yancheng, he probably won't be too happy." Han Mo said, His eyelashes are long, and when they flutter, they hide all emotions, "I rarely confront my dad directly like this."

"...I know." Wen Yu said, pinching the chopsticks to the bottom of the bowl without moving.

"There's actually no need to say more about why." Han Mo said, tapping his fingers on the glass table a few times, seeming a little nervous, "I just thought... I thought about it at first, but someone ordered you supper last night, and suddenly Don't know what else to do."

Wen Yu gave a "hmm" in a daze.

Han Mo took a breath and looked at him: "Is it the one you said earlier that you couldn't figure it out?"

It took a long time to wait for Wen Yu's answer, and the unfinished chicken noodle soup in the bowl was lumped together. Seeing him in a dilemma, Han Mo shook his head if he didn't want to admit it. He already knew the result: "Actually, you also want me to go to Huacheng, don't you?" ?”

"This is your own decision." Wen Yu said softly, "Go or stay, I can't decide."

"Hmm." Han Mo tore off the last piece of bread and spread some butter on it, "Let me think about it again, there is nothing wrong with Huacheng except for the hot weather - you should hurry up and stop playing with the noodles, it looks pitiful .”

Wen Yu said, oh, my thoughts are almost in a mess.

The parents said that the two had known each other since childhood, but Wen Yu didn't have any impression.The real acquaintance, or after going abroad.

He was unfamiliar with the place, and through the introduction of his elders, he exchanged contact information with Han Mo.At that time, Han Mo had gone to Switzerland for further studies. Hearing about crude oil, he passed on his experience in the United States. In the first week, he sent Wen Yu a complete guide on basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, dozens of pages of PDF, and even the transportation route for him. planned.

It seems that from that thick PDF, Han Mo has been caring for him even before meeting him.After meeting each other, they became more considerate and considerate, and more selfish than intimacy.

Wen Yu didn't recover at first, but now she understands everything - even though Han Mo didn't say anything.

Due to affection, he couldn't say no as forcefully as he did to others, but he didn't want to just be so ambiguous.He was thinking, struggling, and almost couldn't bear to agree.No one else, if he can't stand loneliness and wants to fall in love, Han Mo is his best choice.

But that "other" just appeared so unexpectedly.

Whether it is long or not, the short meeting in the clinic is not short...

He was haunted by Cui Shican, and he never really let go of it for several years.

After breakfast, Wen Yu went back to the room to tidy up, while Han Mo waited in the lobby.It only takes 10 minutes to walk from the hotel to the company. They walked slowly along the road, passing busy office workers.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Han Mo asked him, "What is that classmate of yours doing now?"

Wen Yu: "Do... Chinese medicine? I'm not sure either."

Han Mo: "It's all right? I've never seen the way you looked at your phone and smiled like that yesterday."

Wen Yu smiled and avoided his sight: "Don't talk nonsense——"

Suddenly his hair was rubbed, he turned his face in surprise, Han Mo's outline was backlit, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only heard him whispering: "So...forget it, I won't fight with him."

Cars honked, the sun was pouring down, people were coming and going, Wen Yu was dazzled by the shiny reflection of the asphalt road.

Han Mo stretched out his hand towards him, and the silver color lit up for a moment: "Your house spare key, return it to you."

As if the window paper had been torn, he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes hastily after taking it. On the other side of the road, the red light changed color instantly, indicating "passable".

The author says:

Something happened around Ching Ming Festival, maybe this week's update is not stable...