awkward

The weather in Shanghai these days is always rainy, without the penetration of sunshine, the whole city is shrouded in a gloomy depression.

Ye Mu's recent work efficiency has been much lower than before, with two dark circles under his eyes all day long, his face is pale, and his body has become thinner.

He was handsome, and there was a little girl in the office who was secretly in love with him. Seeing him so worried all of a sudden, she couldn't help asking.

"Ye Mu, has something happened to you recently?"

Ye Mu didn't sleep all night and suffered from a severe headache, but he still replied politely, "It's fine, thank you for your concern."

"but……"

The girl wanted to speak, but was interrupted.

"I'm really fine." Ye Mu said, his tone was rare and impatient.

"Oh... that's fine." Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the girl walked away tactfully.

After returning to the desk, she couldn't help pursing her lips, looking worried.

The colleague next to me saw it, and laughed and teased, "How is it, finally talking to you Ye Nanshen, how does it feel?"

The little girl gave him a sideways look, "Come on you." After saying that, she lowered her head and began to talk to herself, "I don't know why, I always feel that he has something on his mind recently, and he always seems very unhappy."

The colleague took a sip of the coffee in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and looked very experienced, "If you want me to tell you, you must have lost your love."

"Broken love?" The little girl's eyes widened.

The colleague nodded seriously, "Yes, insomnia, dreaminess, depression, and irritability, don't they meet the first three symptoms of lovelorn syndrome?"

"Ah? No way?" The little girl expressed disbelief.

The colleague clicked his tongue, "Why not, I see, your male god Ye probably was indirectly rejected by the person he had a crush on."

The little girl pursed her lips and let out a long sigh, "If possible, I really want to see what that person looks like."

The colleague had a mocking smirk on his face, "Well, it must be a sexy beauty."

"Tch, how do you know it's a sexy type, maybe it's a pure line."

The colleague showed a sweet smile, "I took the opportunity to do a psychological test for your male god last time, and the result was clearly written. People like girls with hot bodies and attractive muscles."

The little girl looked thoughtful, "Speaking of texture, I think Mr. Chen's muscles are really good-looking. Last time I saw him take off his clothes, the texture was so beautiful that it made one's mouth water."

The colleague raised frivolous brows, "Actually... have you found that your male god and Mr. Chen are quite compatible when they walk together?"

The little girl chuckled, with an evil taste: "Haha, I know this, I just read a book about Tanmei, and the men and women usually attack and suffer separately, I bet Ye Nanshen will definitely attack."

The colleague didn't think so, "Come on, you're a little bit personal, and it depends on the momentum, it must be Mr. Chen who is on top."

The little girl disdainfully said, "Fuck you, it depends on the degree of maturity and stability. If you want me to say, it must be Ye Nanshen who suppresses Mr. Chen."

The colleague shook his head, "After all, he is still young and ignorant. It depends on the size of the nose. Look, the bridge of Chen's nose is obviously higher than Ye Mu's."

The little girl really didn't understand, "How come the height of the bridge of the nose is different?"

The colleague smiled jokingly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "The size of the nose determines the length of the thing under the man."

The little girl covered her mouth and blushed, "This...then...you...you are nasty!" After speaking, she kicked her little feet and ran away.

The colleague thought it was funny, but just wanted to laugh a few times, but his face froze when he caught a glimpse of the black figure standing aside.

"Chen... President Chen..."

Chen Mo looked at him indifferently, and said "um".

"You... When did you come... Why don't you tell me...I..."

Chen Mo interrupted him with a worried face, "This month's salary will be deducted by [-], and I will go to the personnel registration now."

The man couldn't help crying with a mournful face, he responded dryly, got up and left his seat, hesitantly, it's really a bad year.

Chen Mo watched him enter the HR office all the way, and after closing the door, his eyes turned to Ye Mu who was in the corner.

Looking at this person's gradually thinner outline and worsening dark bags under the eyes, Chen Mo's ears began to echo the broken words of the two just now for some reason.

lovelorn syndrome...

Being indirectly rejected by the person I have a crush on...

……

Standing still, after a long period of deep thought and deliberation

Chen Mo walked over and tapped on Ye Mu's desk, coughed, turned his face to the side, and said indifferently, "Are you free, please have a meal."

When Ye Mu heard the voice, he glanced at him lightly, moved his lips lightly, and there was a strong tiredness in his voice

"Let's go."

As he spoke, he put on his suit and walked slowly out the door.

Chen Mo cast a sideways glance at him, and followed him with his hands in his pockets, with a neither salty nor pale expression.

The two of them walked for a long time without talking much, and got into the elevator all the way.

Chen Mo hugged his chest and leaned to the side, his face paralyzed.

Ye Mu looked down at the ground and kept silent.

In the small space, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

"Hey"

Chen Mo said the cold word first.

Ye Mu's eyes moved slightly, but did not return.

"Hey"

Chen Mo was upset and called out again.

"En", Ye Mu was silent for a while, and finally answered.

Chen Mo looked at him expressionlessly, and said, "You'd better not think about it too much. Inviting you to dinner is just to see that you have been slack at work recently, and it belongs to the conversation between the leader and the staff."

Ye Mu lowered his eyes and stared at the floor for a while, then slowly looked away and looked out the glass window, "I didn't think much about it."

Chen Mo glanced at him, and said indifferently: "I know what I said a few days ago has affected you, but they are all seeking truth from facts. I advise you to think about it, and don't want to die all day long."

Ye Mu didn't return, and walked out of the elevator door step by step silently, with his hands in his trouser pockets casually, his head drooping so low that people couldn't see his expression clearly.

It wasn't until he approached the restaurant and sat down that he spoke slowly, with no ups and downs in his voice: "A few days ago... what did you say?"

Chen Mo half-closed his eyes and squinted at him, "I'll let you erase those unnecessary thoughts in your heart."

Ye Mu lowered his head and put the phone on the table, remained uncharacteristically silent, said "um", and stopped talking again.

Chen Mo felt a little headache at his state, couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow.

"Sir, your dishes."

Just as the waiter brought up the plate, Chen Mo didn't bother to talk to Ye Mu, and started eating by himself.

A few ten minutes passed like that, Ye Mu didn't eat a bite, just kept his eyes down.

His dark eyelashes covered the black under his eyes, making the face even more profound.

"After a while, you can take Master Hei home."

Chen Mo cut the steak with a knife, and pulled the corner of his lips, "What? You can't stand it?"

Ye Mu was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "After a while, I have something to do."

Chen Mo looked up at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, a little carelessly.

Ye Mu looked at him with a calm expression, and said coldly: "I might go to jail."

Chen Mo's hand suddenly stopped...

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

After a while, a deep voice came, with obvious displeasure.

Ye Mu raised his hand and took a sip of water, pursing his thin lips slightly, "Don't worry, I will be locked up for ten or eight years."

Chen Mo glanced at him, "What crime?"

Ye Mu pulled his lips coolly, and uttered the words with deep-seated ridicule, "Pursuantly embezzled public funds."

Chen Mo frowned, "What the hell did that scumbag do?"

Ye Mu lowered his eyes and said, "Forget it."

Chen Mo looked at him coldly, "So you are going to let others slaughter you like this now, and if you are asked to go to jail, you will go to jail?"

"Most of the amount listed in the indictment is the bribe paid to the relevant person in charge for the progress of the project. Although it is not in compliance with the regulations, it was all agreed by Yan Chen and arranged for the payment one by one. Now he is biting me and denying me. There is nothing to do.”

Chen Mo's thin lips curled into an indifferent arc, "Contact the project leaders at that time and ask them to testify for you."

Ye Mu looked at him quietly, "I tried it, either evading it or refusing it, they have already bribed all the parties involved, just waiting to see how I die."

Chen Mo's long and narrow black eyes half-closed, "It's a big deal to fight an eye for an eye."

Ye Mu said indifferently, "I don't have that much money."

Chen Mo tapped the table with his slender fingers, and looked at him coldly, "I have."

After a moment of silence, Ye Mu said, "Will you help me?"

Chen Mo frowned, "You saved me, so I have no reason not to."

Ye Mu had a calm expression on his face, and his tone was still a little repulsive, "You have to think clearly, the money you used for me this time may not be repaid by me working part-time for the rest of my life."

Chen Mo frowned deeper, and his thin lips were tightly pursed showing a bit of impatience, "You don't need to pay it back."

Unmoved, Ye Mu stared at him for a long time without speaking.

Chen Mo didn't dodge, but also looked directly at him.

The air was suddenly quiet.

After a while, Ye Mu put down the water glass, "What's the reason?"

Chen Mo's forehead twitched, and he suppressed his emotions to explain, "I told you, you saved me."

Ye Mu was silent, "This doesn't suit your style."

Chen Mo's face suddenly became ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Have you ever heard an idiom?"

Ye Mu: "What?"

Chen Mo bit his words, "Helping others is fun."

Ye Mu looked at him dumbly, "I haven't heard of it."

Chen Mo raised his eyes and stared at him, "Then what have you heard?"

Ye Mu: "A beast in clothes."

Chen Mo's face stinks, "Except for this?"

Ye Mu looked at him and said, "Human face and animal heart."

a moment of silence...

"crash"

A cup of cold water burning with anger rushed towards Ye Mu's face, and Ye Mu was in a mess.

Chen Mo put down the water glass again with a "snap", and stared at him indifferently, with a bone-chilling chill on his tightly pursed lips, "What about now?"

Ye Mu didn't say a word, and took a tissue from the table to wipe it silently. After a while, he spoke clearly: "Desperate."

Chen Mo stepped forward and grabbed his collar, "What do you mean?"

Ye Mu's messy black forehead covered his face, and he looked extremely gloomy.

"I don't need your help, Chen Mo." He paused every word, his voice deep but determined.

Chen Mo squinted his eyes, "Without me helping you, I would have to go to jail."

Ye Mu's eyes were dark, "I've made this plan since last night."

Chen Mo frowned, "There is still hope now, isn't there?"

Ye Mu shook his head, "You don't understand, even if you can buy all the project people, as long as he doesn't let go, I will be guilty no matter what."

Chen Mo clenched his fists, and the tight lip line showed sharpness, "Then start with him, there will always be a way."

Ye Mu's long eyelashes were drooping, and his pitch-black pupils looked at the ground with endless depression.

"No, I'm too tired."

Already gave up, completely...

Even if Yan Chen is willing to compromise, Gu Huai will not let him go.