miss a useless name

25.

On Monday, Yu Yan asked the magazine office for half a day off to go to the hospital to remove the cast.

The magazine he works for belongs to the website, has the same name as the website, and is in the same building as the headquarters of the website. The editor-in-chief knows that Yu Yan is about to hold a signing event, and has already started to arrange less work for him.

The cooperation between Cheng Shen and Yunshang has entered the final stage, and the finalization of various terms needs to be negotiated by both parties. These two days have been busy again.

Yu Yan didn't let Cheng Shen accompany him, he couldn't get away from him, and he didn't bother Zhao Fei, so he took a taxi and went.

After waiting for a while, the plaster cast was removed. His right hand was obviously thinner than his left hand, and it was two degrees whiter. There was a scar from the wound on his arm, which was not long, but the color was still bright.

The doctor told Yu Yan some precautions, asking him to exercise his right hand properly but not too much.

Yu Yan nodded cooperatively, turned around and went out of the consultation room, and called his assistant An Ning: "An Ning, sign for me to arrange."

An Ning replied on the other end: "Okay, Teacher Yu will come to the magazine office in the afternoon? There is someone who can teach on the spot."

"Well, I'm going back now."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Yan sent Cheng Shen a message: "The cast has been removed, now go back to work."

He thought that Cheng Shen was busy, so he didn't dare to call, but within 5 minutes after the message was sent, Cheng Shen called: "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said that the muscles are a little atrophy, and let me exercise properly."

"Well, what else?"

"What else? It's gone," Yu Yan said, "So I practice signing in the afternoon and let it move around."

After a few sentences, I heard someone talking to Cheng Shen on the phone, so I took the initiative to back down: "Go ahead and talk about it when you get home tonight."

Cheng Shen kissed him on the phone: "Okay, I'll give you a massage tonight."

Arriving at the magazine office, An Ning was encountered in the elevator.

Yu Yan was stopped by someone: "Hey, Teacher Yu!"

An Ning was holding several file bags, overwhelmed.Yu Yan took two from the top, and his right hand was useless for a month, and finally had a place to use it.

"Thank you, Mr. Yu, you just removed the plaster, can you lift something heavy?"

Yu Yan pressed the floor: "Yes. Which floor to go to?"

"Sixteen, I'm going to the magazine office to deliver documents." An Ning rummaged through with one free hand: "There is another copy for you. I have booked a ticket to Nancheng. I originally wanted to put it on your desk."

Yu Yan caught a small leather bag from below, with the website logo printed on it, and it was probably distributed uniformly.He opened it to see the air tickets to and from Nancheng and the specific procedures.The signing will be on this Sunday, and they will reserve half a day for rest on their Saturday afternoon flight.

"Thank you." Yu Yan put away the ticket, and the elevator reached the sixteenth floor with a "ding dong".

Yu Yan himself is different from those on the phone. He seems to be more comfortable without face-to-face communication. Such close contact makes him seem unfamiliar and reserved. It’s not that he is lofty. He's just taking it slow.

The two entered the magazine office together, and Yu Yan helped deliver the documents to the editor-in-chief, and they were left behind as a matter of course.

The editor-in-chief asked: "Last time I asked you to name the book, do you have any ideas?"

Yu Yan nodded: "I've already thought about it."

The editor-in-chief held the sample booklet in his hand, and called up the alternative cover pictures on the computer to show Yu Yan: "That's just right, the designer just sent me the cover, so you can choose."

The computer was adjusted to face Yu Yan, and there were a total of two rows of thumbnails, about a dozen of them.Yu Yan rolled the mouse, and the colors reflected into the bottom of his pupils, passing by one by one.

Suddenly, he paused with his fingertips, and his clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"That's it."

The base map in front of me is blue-gray, like a cloud before a shower, like dust in a deep mountain.

Yu Yan straightened up and said slowly, "The name of the new book is "Echo."

Near the end of get off work, Yu Yan received a message from Zhou Fang, the content was that he heard that Yu Yan was going to hold a signing event, and he was very happy for him.

Yu Yan paused, unexpectedly Zhou Fang would know about this.He didn't ask much, but expressed his gratitude politely.He said before that he would treat the other party to dinner, but Zhou Fang was as busy as Cheng Shen, and it has been delayed until now.Yu Yan wanted to settle the meal before leaving: "When are you free these few days?"

Zhou Fang replied after a few minutes, probably looking at the schedule: "Friday."

"Okay, I'll book a restaurant and I'll send you the address then."

Zhou Fang said: "Then I want your autograph book too, give me one."

Because the pre-sale volume exceeded the plan, the Sample Book Publishing House only sent one copy to Yu Yan, who originally planned to keep it for himself.But Zhou Fang was an old childhood friend, an old friend for many years, and since they both spoke, Yu Yan didn't refuse, and agreed to sign and take them with him on Friday.

Finally able to cook a good meal, Yu Yan went to the vegetable market after work, spent four or ten minutes there, and took a taxi home with the big bags and small bags.

Their side is far away from the urban area, and the bus and subway can't reach them. In the month since the fracture, Yu Yan either took a taxi or rubbed against Cheng Shen's co-driver.

At 07:30 in the evening, Cheng Shen arrived home.

Yu Yan was very active today, just as soon as he heard the sound of the door lock, he poked his head out with a spatula in his hand: "I'm back!"

Cheng Shen's throat choked, and he closed the door behind his back.

After changing shoes and entering the door, there was smoke and fire in the kitchen.He went straight through the living room, and when Yu Yan looked back again, there was no sign of Cheng Shen.

Halfway through September, the weather is not so hot anymore.

Cheng Shen walked into the bedroom, his eyes fell on the small leather bag on the corner of the table, he opened it, and saw the ticket to Nancheng.Looking up again, there was a bit of bewilderment in his eyes. He has rarely shown such an expression in today's position. It would make him look weak and helpless, like a loser who is vulnerable to a single blow.

Yu Yan yelled for dinner outside, but after waiting for a while, he didn't hear a response.He washed his hands, took out a tissue and walked into the room while wiping the water: "Cheng Shen?"

There was only one bedside lamp turned on in the bedroom, and the warm light was cornered by the huge shadow beside the bed.Holding his air ticket in his hand, Cheng Shen turned his head slowly, instead of questioning, he was puzzled from the bottom of his heart: "Why did you hire someone else to promote your new book?"

"Pa-ta", Yu Yan pressed the switch on the wall.

The room suddenly lit up, completely exposing Cheng Shen's confusion about the future and recovery.

From the moment Yu Yan stepped into this industry, every step he took was tied to Cheng Shen.

The magazine I worked for relied on Cheng Shen's company to create the first e-journal column, and the online sales of each issue exceeded [-].The headquarters of the website has cooperated with Cheng Shen, and Cheng Shen has also bought the copyrights of many authors, and plans to invest in the film and television industry in the future.

Cheng Shen can be the bole of many people. Pick out valuable ones, whether they are publicized or packaged, and let them create greater dividends for him, and let them help him create a business legend.

But Yu Yan doesn't want to be this Maxima, because he is not open enough, and the relationship between them is not purely about interests, they have love.If there is love, many complicated contradictions will arise. The filth in Vanity Fair will deteriorate the relationship. Their love will be covered with money, distorted and ugly under the eyes of the outside world, and eventually become beyond recognition.

So Yu Yan doesn't plan to stay in the magazine for a long time, which is also his original intention to set up a studio.

Love is love, work is work, and economic interests should be completely separated from feelings.

Yu Yan stood by the door, the elegant wallpaper set off his indifferent demeanor, like green bamboo in the forest, tall and fresh.

"You're angry?"

Cheng Shen turned back and threw the ticket aside: "Can you give me a reason?"

Yu Yan clasped the door frame, paused, and walked over.He squatted down in front of Cheng Shen, leaned his upper body forward, put his hands on Cheng Shen's knees, and looked up at him from bottom to top, as if he was looking up at an inviolable god in his heart.

Yu Yan said: "You are busy with work, I don't want to make you worry about these things."

Cheng Shen lowered his head, supported Yu Yan's chin with his big hands, and looked into his eyes: "Tell the truth."

Yu Yan pursed his lips and paused for a few seconds: "I have my own considerations."

"Your consideration is to take me out of your work?"

Yu Yan's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't say anything.

Cheng Shen's eyes turned cold, and his confusion turned into disappointment: "The signing meeting was scheduled a month ago. I'll give you half a month if all kinds of publicity are in place. During this half month, you will have countless opportunities to confess to me, but I will I didn’t know until today. If it wasn’t for the people from the Propaganda Department’s routine presentation to the high-level in the afternoon, I happened to have time to listen to a few words, would I never know?”

The fingers pinched on the cheek gradually became stronger, Yu Yan frowned slightly, and grabbed Cheng Shen's wrist: "Cheng Shen, listen to me..."

Cheng Shen asked coldly, "Answer me, won't you?"

"No." Yu Yan looked at Cheng Shen frankly: "I want to wait until the plan is more mature to tell you, it's just a preliminary idea."

"Construct what?"

"Next year, or the year after," Yu Yan finally confessed, "I want to open my own studio."

He doesn't like to talk in plain language, and he will only know if he can do it or not, but before everything is mature, he doesn't want to attract too much attention, because Yu Yan knows in his heart that as long as he says, Cheng Shen will help him.

"You want to open a studio?" Cheng Shen narrowed his eyes, the sharp light was caught at the end of his eyes, making him look dangerous and fierce.

He is really chilling, he once wanted to possess everything about Yu Yan crazily.But the other party didn't give him this chance, Yu Yan didn't want his money, he didn't cling to his name, and he didn't want to take expensive gifts. Even the apartment they live in now was bought by two people, AA.

Yu Yan used actions to draw a clear line with him all the time, including now, this idea has been in Yu Yan's mind for a long time, but he never thought of telling himself, just like he doesn't need him .

"I have this idea," Yu Yan rubbed Cheng Shen's palm reassuringly, "At the website's annual meeting at the beginning of the year, several authors came to Beicheng, and we discussed it together..."

"Hiding on the other side of the network and talking nonsense, do you know if they are tigers or wolves?" Cheng Shen interrupted him, his fingers fell down on Yu Yan's chest, and he poked him twice with force: "I lie here You don't want to use it, as long as you say something, why don't I give you?"

In the last few words, Cheng Shen almost gritted his teeth and said, "Yu Yan, is your piece hot or cold?"

After speaking, Cheng Shen let go of his hand.

He had had enough, he was living so comfortably and comfortably recently, he almost forgot the previous conflicts and disputes.The cold war that lasted for half a month without anyone looking for anyone, and the source of the long cold violence at the beginning was Yu Yan's intensified silence.

He is willing to go home because there is someone who needs him at home.He wanted to bring all the best things in the world to Yu Yan, but that person didn't need them, and he kept doing it again and again, so he didn't want to give them any more.

Cheng Shen walked away from Yu Yan silently, took a clean suit and shirt from the closet and put it in his arms before going out.

Yu Yan sat on the ground, staring at the back with swaying eyes, suppressing the trembling in his throat, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Shen walked out without looking back: "Go back to the company."

Yu Yan straightened his upper body abruptly, in a posture of getting up and chasing, pressing his fingers on the soft bed sheet, gradually becoming more and more forceful, until his knuckles turned white.

He struggled to move, but in the end he just bit his lip and slowly retracted.

Cheng Shen passed the restaurant filled with the smell of food. It was supposed to be a beautiful night. They sat opposite each other, chatting about work and life. After the meal, he washed the dishes, and Yu Yan went to take a shower. Yan leaned on the sofa and read a book quietly.At that time, he would pick up the computer and go to Yu Yan's side, and Yu Yan would curl up on his lap so naturally.

This is what they did during a month of whitewashing.Earlier, they also spent time leaning against each other like this.

Cheng Shen gripped the car keys tightly, and at the moment before opening the door, he was still fantasizing about hearing a word to persuade him to stay.

He stepped out the door, deciding to take a step back.

Don't keep him, Yu Yan has never learned this, as long as Yu Yan chases him out, as long as he hears footsteps, he won't leave.

But unfortunately, the door closed behind him, and Cheng Shen didn't get anything.