I think you mean it

An idea exploded in Cheng Xing's mind, and was later rejected by Cheng Xing.

Even though he immediately denied his thoughts, the explosion still left a aftermath in his mind, affecting all internal organs, and even the heartbeat was out of rhythm.

Cheng Xing quickly adjusted his breathing.

impossible.

How could Yue Chen fall in love with herself at first sight?

Cheng Xing let out a deep breath, even he himself didn't realize that when this idea was denied, he was actually a little bit disappointed.

The sea breeze in mid-November was simply "ruthless". Cheng Xing's cheeks were numb from the wind, so he had to go back to the car and continue to shrink, thinking about Yuechen by the way.

Cheng Xing was leaning on the back of the chair clutching his phone and daydreaming, when the car window was knocked suddenly, Cheng Xing was startled, and it was Yue Chen who jumped out of the car.

Yue Chen clutched his stomach, looking uncomfortable.

"Are you drinking again?" Cheng Xing helped him into the car, feeling a little angry for some reason.

"I only drank a little, it's okay." Yue Chen gathered up his windbreaker and huddled on the seat.

Cheng Xing moved closer to his mouth and sniffed, "It's a lie."

Then he slammed the car door and walked around to the side of the driver's seat to drive Yuechen home.

"Are you angry?" Yue Chen looked at him sideways, with a weak and gentle tone.

"Why am I angry?" Cheng Xing drove the car with fire, and drove at lightning speed all the way.

"You care about me because I'm your boss." Yuechen gripped the armrest of the car door tightly, and Cheng Xingken made him happy that he had a little emotional fluctuation, "Drive slowly."

"Drive slowly, I'm afraid you will die in the car." Cheng Xing kept his face cold, but still slowed down the car.

Yuechen sighed softly, wanted to say something but still didn't say it, after living for more than 30 years, he would be naive enough to want to use this method to gain attention, it's really finished.

"It's okay." At Yue Chen's house, Cheng Xing wanted to help Yue Chen go upstairs, but Yue Chen gently broke away from his hand.

Now Cheng Xing was really angry, and he didn't speak to Yuechen until he sent Yuechen into the house, boiled water, took the medicine, watched him finish taking the medicine, made another cup of honey water and put it on the coffee table.

"I'll come to pick you up tomorrow." After speaking, Cheng Xing went out.

Yuechen stared at the door for a long time before realizing that Cheng Xing had really left. Adults don't know how to play hard-to-get games.

Cheng Xing rushed out of Yuechen's house in one breath, and he suddenly realized that he seemed a little overreacted when the cold wind blew.

Yuechen is the boss, even if he wants to drink Lafite with Erguotou now, all he should do is set the glass and ask what ratio he wants, instead of getting angry because his stomach hurts after drinking.

Cheng Xing leaned against the car door and raised his hand to wipe his face, trying to make himself normal.

I'm just an assistant, so there's no need to care so much, right?

Cheng Xing resisted the urge to turn around and go upstairs, and drove back to his home.

As soon as Cheng Xing went out the next day, he was chilled by the old north wind blowing his head.

It's cooling down again.

Cheng Xing hesitated for a moment, but went back and took a scarf and put it on the co-pilot.

As soon as Yuechen opened the car door, he saw the scarf on the seat and a stew pot.Cheng Xing stared straight ahead without even giving him a look.Yuechen picked up the scarf and held it in his hand, and after thinking about it, he still wrapped it around his neck. He looked down at the stewing pot in his hand, it should be the porridge made by Cheng Xing or something else.

Yue Chen rubbed the lid of the stewing jar with his fingertips, never knowing that there would be such a day when he was put aside by his assistant, and he wanted to take the initiative to say something to ease the atmosphere.

Yuechen felt that he hadn't been so nervous for a long time, and he didn't think of what to say after thinking for a long time. Would it be better if the two of them just said good morning as soon as they met, but now they have missed the best time. Saying good morning would be too deliberate.

"Have you booked your flight ticket to Jian'an?" After thinking for a long time, Yuechen finally asked this kind of official business.

"Well, NO.19 at three o'clock in the afternoon." Cheng Xing said it respectfully, without any emotion.

It's just that such a tone made Yue Chen's heart go cold a lot, and the fingertips holding on to the stewing pot were a little white due to excessive force.

"it is good."

Yue Chen was a little overwhelmed, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, his heart fluttered because of his words.

The day before departure, Cheng Xing reminded him that Jian'an was very cold and he needed to bring thicker clothes.

Yuechen was a little surprised. After all, this was the first time in a few days that Cheng Xing took the initiative to tell him something other than business, "Okay, you too."

Cheng Xing stared at the phone for a long time, and put it aside until the screen turned off automatically.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk to Yue Chen, on the contrary, he wants to say something to him very much.But as long as he met Shang Yuechen's eyes, he couldn't say anything, because all he could think about was how to restrain himself from showing unreasonable thoughts towards Yuechen.

When Cheng Xing left that day, he thought, forget it, I don’t care whether you have gastritis or stomach cancer, but Cheng Xing opened his eyes before the alarm clock rang the next day, and all he could think about was Yuechen curled up on the bed, his face pale look.

He is not an adolescent boy who knows the difference between caring and liking better.

My concern for Yuechen has gone too far, beyond the bounds.

Cheng Xing buried his face in the pillow, thinking dejectedly, what could be worse than falling in love with his boss.

...That must be his boss who wants to sleep.

In order not to let himself do anything that ruined his future, Cheng Xing had no choice but to put a distance between the two of them, and backed out of the safety line again.

On the day of departure, the administrative staff drove them to the airport.

Cheng Xing walked ahead pulling two boxes, and Yuechen took two quick steps forward and pulled a box from Cheng Xing's hand.

"Thank you." Cheng Xing said.

"Thank you for what?" Yue Chen didn't know why.

"This is what I should do."

"It's okay." Yue Chen said.

Cheng Xing found a place for Yuechen to rest, and went to change the boarding pass for check-in.

Yuechen looked at the crowds coming and going, and there was a saying, it was only after looking back thousands of times in the previous life that he passed by once in this life, and the relationship between him and Cheng Xing was obviously more than just passing by. Simple.

Besides, he didn't take the initiative.

So, is it okay to be more proactive?

Yuechen recalled the first time he and Cheng Xing met, Cheng Xing obviously didn't remember that flash of memory.

That was six or seven years ago. Yuechen's company had just started and participated in a national college competition as one of the organizers.Yuechen was invited to give a speech, in fact, it was easier to talk about his entrepreneurial process and raise some students' questions.

Cheng Xing was probably the leader of the participating student team. He had a brief exchange with Yuechen, and the question he asked was very tricky. Yuechen even hesitated for a while before answering.

Later, when the meeting was over, Yuechen was invited by the school leader to have dinner, and it happened that it was raining outside.Yuechen had no choice but to be picked up by a school teacher at the side door of the lecture hall. Cheng Xing saw it and gave Yuechen his umbrella, saying that he thanked him for his answer and it was of great help to him.

Yue Chen was about to refuse, but Cheng Xing had already turned around and ran away.