The boss is jealous again today

After Zhou Yigang suddenly grabbed Min Deng's hand, he directly pulled him to the ground forcefully.Min Deng was so frightened that his pupils constricted for a moment, but soon he froze and remained motionless.

Zhou Yi just took a few breaths, and the aftereffects of being hit with a stick on the head still haven't dissipated. He wanted to stand up and kick Min Deng hard, but he couldn't do it.

Although Min Deng didn't struggle at all, didn't move, and even had a strange softness in his whole body.

Min Deng didn't dare to move, and he couldn't move. Even though the person who grabbed him had his head broken, and the hand that grabbed his arm didn't use too much force, he could break free with a light struggle, but His subconscious mind told him not to move.

He can't move.

I can only stay obediently.

so--

"Meow—" The fat cat nestled in Min Deng's arms suddenly showed its claws, and scratched Zhou Yigang's arm fiercely.

Zhou Yi just suffered from pain, and after yelling, he hugged his beaten head again.

Min Deng looked at his arm that remained the same, with the red marks on it stiffly pinched, reminding him once again how useless he was.

He didn't even have the courage to resist a person whose head was broken by himself.

After a long silence, Min Deng called 120 for Zhou Yigang to clarify the situation, and then walked out along the dark alley with the cat in his arms without looking back.

It's just that every time he took a step forward, Min Deng's face became paler. The hand that was on his wrist just now, those threatening words and his cowardice that he couldn't resist made him feel that he couldn't breathe.

It was early morning when Min Deng returned home, and he still had a big cat in his arms. He didn't dare to leave the cat there anymore, but he didn't know if it was allowed to keep animals in the rental house. He would ask the landlord tomorrow.

The big cat was surprisingly docile. Min Deng put the cat on the sofa, took a small bowl, and poured the dried fish in the plastic bag into it.

The big cat meowed at Min Deng twice, bowed its head and began to eat obediently.

Min Deng looked at the big cat, lying on the other side of the sofa, raised his head and sighed.

When his stomach rang, Min Deng almost fell asleep, and he didn't have the slightest desire to eat.

But by coincidence, he went to the kitchen and turned on the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

It's too late today, not even one accidentally clicked in.

The number of viewers is always zero.

Min Deng sighed softly, and was about to turn off the phone, but at this moment, the number of viewers suddenly changed to one.

Before Min Deng could be surprised, a paragraph was drawn on the live broadcast interface.

Soak your feet three times a day: It's so late today, what are you going to do.

Min Deng: "!"

The moment Min Deng saw this sentence, his eyes lit up, and then he looked around in a hurry, and hurriedly took out the noodles from the locker above.

He then put his face on the live camera of the mobile phone, his voice gasping for nervousness, "Eat...eat noodles."

There was no movement at the other end of the video, but Min Deng stared at the one on the number of viewers, knowing that that person was still watching.

Min Deng thought for a while, and was about to say something, but without saying anything, he began to prepare step by step.

The water had just boiled, and Min Deng put the noodles into the pot with his face.

Holding the spoon and pointing at the video, there are a few conspicuous red marks on the thin white wrist, as if pinched by a ghost.

When Min Deng raised his head to look at the video, he was also startled, and quickly changed his hand, his movements seemed a little deliberate, Min Deng wondered if he should take the initiative to find a topic.

It was the first time for him to do this kind of thing, and he was so nervous that the pot started to bubble up.

Min Deng finally took a shallot from the chopping board, "Look at this shallot...it's really...really green."

Huo Shu looked at the finely sliced ​​shallots on the chopping board over the video, and his hands that were whiter by the emerald green onions, his eyes were a little emotional.

He did click into the live broadcast by accident, but these hands made him stay.

Huo Shu chuckled and typed a few words.

--Yes.

Min Deng looked at the answer over there, and unconsciously pursed his lips and smiled.

The next morning, when Min Deng woke up, he felt relaxed for the first time.He is eager to communicate with others like a normal person, chat and laugh with friends.

He was afraid and even avoided the problem for more than ten years. After last night, it didn't seem so difficult anymore.

But when Min Deng arrived at the restaurant, he realized what he did last night, and the fear came too late

In the alley at the back door of the restaurant, the wooden sticks left on the ground have long since disappeared.

Facing the bright alley at the moment, Min Deng also felt that he couldn't breathe.

When walking towards the back kitchen, Min Deng walked slowly and with difficulty, step by step as if stepping on a steel blade.

Nothing is different in the back kitchen, except for one less Monday.

"Why did you come here?" Zhang Qiu glanced at him.

After looking around nervously for a week, Min Deng asked Zhang Qiu in a low voice, "Where's Zhou Yigang?"

"I asked for leave." Zhang Qiu glanced at him and frowned, "Why do you look so bad?"

Min Deng waved his hand, frowning and thinking about how to deal with the future.

"Did you bother you again just on Monday?" Zhang Qiu pointed out, suddenly grabbed his wrist, looked at him for a while, turned around and left with a cold snort.

After Min Deng finished his work, he hid in the staff locker room.

A black Maybach stopped in front of the gate of the restaurant, and a man got out, wearing a slim black suit.

The little waitresses in the restaurant who only glanced at her were instantly ignited with unparalleled passion.

"The boss is at it again! Second time this week!"

"The smile is too gentle, I want to be strangled to death by him with a suit and tie..."

"I'm on it, don't fight me—"

After entering the door, Huo Shu smiled and declined the little girls' need to lead the way, and walked alone to the corridor leading to the back kitchen.It's just that the smile on his face is full of spring breeze, and he withdraws it instantly when no one is around the corner.

He tugged on the tight tie with one hand, and his eyes narrowed inadvertently revealing a hint of impatience.

The lights in the staff locker room were not turned on. Huo Shu had good eyesight, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw figures sitting together in a dark corner.

The sound of the door being pushed open also woke up Min Deng, who was leaning against the cabinet, and fell asleep, and he got up in a panic.

Huo Shu frowned and turned on the light.

When the blinding white light pierced into his eyes, the corners of Min Deng's eyes were stimulated to produce physiological tears. He wiped them away quickly, and only then did he see the tall figure standing at the door clearly.

"Old...boss..." Min Deng looked at the man, a little uneasy.

Huo Shu recognized this person. It was the boy who stopped him to go to the bathroom in the corridor last time. He changed his expression and asked with a chuckle, "What are you doing here?"

Min Deng took a step back the moment the man opened his mouth to speak.

"Huo Shu." Huo Shu stretched out his hand to him with interest.

Min Deng didn't dare to reach out.

Huo Shu raised his eyebrows, didn't care, and opened his own cabinet in front of him.

Before Min Deng could recover, he saw that the man standing in front of him took off his suit jacket with a wave of his hand.

When the suit jacket flew towards him with the wind, Min Deng was a little dazed. He blinked and looked at the darkness in front of him, not knowing how to react.

"Hey..." Huo Shu chuckled, reached out and took off the suit that covered him, "Why don't you continue."

Min Deng blinked again, and stretched out his hands a little dullly.

Huo Shu watched him obediently hugging his clothes, and his gaze was involuntarily drawn to the boy's thin white neck wrapped in a black uniform because his head was lowered.

"Are you a waiter in the store?" Huo Shu asked while unbuttoning his shirt with one hand.

Min Deng lowered his head silently, he knew that once he was nervous, he couldn't say anything, and even if he did speak, he would be easily confused.

Neuropathy speak upside down.

After Huo Shu changed into a black chef's uniform, he reached out and took back his clothes from Min Deng who had not moved. After thanking with a smile, he turned and left.

Only Min Deng, who was red-faced and red-faced, was left, breathing in the faint fragrance that remained on his body.

Alienated and indifferent.

It doesn't go well with Huo Shu who is smiling at him.

Around seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the sky began to rain. It was not heavy, but it never stopped.

Min Deng stretched out his hand out of the window, and it was very comfortable to feel the thin and cool rain fluttering on his hand.For about a minute, Min Deng didn't take his hand back until his entire palm was wet.

He turned around to go downstairs, but saw Huo Shu who was also standing by the window not far away.

Huo Shu's side face was well-defined, and he didn't look smiling at the moment, looking extremely stern.

Huo Shu may have noticed that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head, and their eyes immediately intertwined.

Min Deng subconsciously moved his eyes away.

Huo Shu nodded slightly indifferently to Min Deng, and then put out the cigarette in the small white stones above the trash can.

Min Deng didn't even know when Huo Shu left. He didn't realize his heart was beating fast until Zhang Qiu came upstairs to look for him.

The rain didn't stop until Min Deng got off work at night, and he didn't bring an umbrella, but fortunately, the restaurant is not far from the bus stop sign.

Min Deng put the bag on his head and ran over in two or three steps.

Because it was too late and there was no one waiting for the bus at the stop sign, Min Deng took the schoolbag off his head and shook the water.

It was at this moment that the cell phone rang.

The caller was from an unfamiliar number, Min Deng thought about it and answered it.

"Little bitch, you are very brave. I heard you went to work today?" The voice on the other end of the phone was disgusted and contemptuous.

Min Deng recognized Zhou Yigang's voice, and his expression changed.

"Do you know how many stitches have been stitched on my head..." Zhou Yigang sneered twice and said again, "I took that stick, and it won't be your head that was broken."

Listening to the threat on the other end of the phone, Min Deng clenched the hand holding the bag tightly, his face pale, "I will... I will pay you back."

Across the rain curtain, a black car parked in the parking space not far from the bus stop sign.

Huo Shu put one hand on the steering wheel, slender and powerful, with well-defined joints.

As the smoke in his mouth burned slowly, he lazily glanced out the window and recognized the boy standing under the stop sign to hide from the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and even drifted into the car window. Huo Shu opened the window, put out the cigarette, and drove away.

The author has something to say: Huo Shu: I'm rushing back to watch the live broadcast!