Door crack

door gap.

It is the most wonderful spatial connection point in the world, and people will always hear or see something inadvertently, as if there are countless untouchable secrets hidden there.

It's just that Qiao Yiming's peeping was not accidental. On the other side of the door, there was a person who made him fascinated. It was because of the existence of that person that he switched from his original workplace to this little-known small company. .

He wasn't sure if Zeng Chen had noticed his gaze, he should have noticed, right?The feeling of being deliberately ignored made him unhappy.As for the reason for being so obviously rejected, Qiao Yiming knew very well that it probably dates back to a few months ago.

How nice it would be if those things that should not have been said could be taken back...

"Qiao Yiming, close the door for me." Zeng Chen flipped through the quality inspection report and said without looking up.

"It's better not to close it, people come in and out so frequently, it's too troublesome to close the door."

"Then you tell those chatting outside to be quiet, I can't calm down to review the report."

"I'm in a mess, what's the use of telling others to be quiet?" One sentence finally managed to make Zeng Chen look up. Qiao Yiming was secretly delighted, and looked directly at the sullen face with tight and thin lips, "Don't be so serious, I will Tell them to be quiet."

This was said in a loud voice, he believed that the people outside the door had heard it, and the conversation stopped abruptly.Qiao Yiming smiled, and asked with a voice that could not be heard outside the door, "Is this okay?"

The gap in the door was preserved as he wished, and Qiao Yiming sat back on his seat contentedly and continued to fill in the data. Here, you only need to raise your head to gaze at the person's side face through the gap in the door. Therefore, the time for backfilling the data after the experiment is over every day, These are his happiest moments.

I really want to curl those soft hairs with my fingertips, I really want to sniff the smell of that person's neck, and feel the coolness of the other person's body temperature.But he can't, all desires are suppressed deep in his heart, for fear of being noticed by the other party, and then fleeing, this is destined to be a fruitless chase.

He couldn't forget that night of overtime work, the whispers and gasps seeping through the crack of the door, the familiar voice and the woman's low sobs made him stop, and he fled without even finishing the work.

Knowing that the other party is not in the same world as him, but the unwillingness in his heart still makes his heart ache. Is it better to be a woman?Qiao Yiming rubbed his dry eyes, turned around and filled in the experimental data carefully... Or, what would be better if it was deliberately wrong?

Then he would definitely be called into the office for questioning, and in this way, he could blatantly comment on those eyes that were as deep as autumn water.

The tip of the pen hung on the paper, and after hesitating for a moment, he still wrote down the correct number, and the unsettled brain just flashed for a moment. The experimental data can't be a joke, and this kind of thing can't be done after all.

——What should I do to get you?

"Ugh……"

"Yiming! Why are you sighing? Do you want to have dinner together after get off work? All the beauties from the content group are here."

"You guys go, I still have to work overtime." Against his will, he found an excuse to refuse, he just wanted to stay.

"Isn't it? I'm just pointing at you to attract girls. If you don't go, it won't be lively."

"Sorry, there are still a batch of urgent orders that are torn and strong and must be released today." An apologetic smile hangs on his face, making the other party unable to bear to force others to do so. "I will definitely go next time! Thank you."

The office became quiet again, Qiao Yiming glanced at the other side of the door, sure enough Zeng Chen hadn't left yet.

Reluctantly returning to the constant temperature and humidity room, Qiao Yiming continued to fiddle with the samples carelessly.He likes to work overtime, not because he loves work so much, but because Zeng Chen also often works overtime.

Although one is in a closed physics laboratory and the other is in an office in the administrative area, the feeling that there are only two of them in the whole experimental building makes Qiao Yiming feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Time passed by, and when all the experiments were over, it was already 09:30 in the evening.There is no one in the corridor of the office area, only the sound of my own footsteps echoing in the emptiness.

The computer that backfilled the data was turned off by someone. Qiao Yiming sat lazily in the chair and waited for it to be turned on again. He rubbed his neck and stretched comfortably.The door to the office was tightly closed, and there was no light from the gap at the bottom. That person must have left.

A sense of loss arises spontaneously, and the motivation to continue working is instantly lost.Qiao Yiming flipped through the original record sheet in his hand, impatiently threw it heavily on the table, forget it, and fill it out tomorrow morning.

"Well……"

what sound?The voice of a woman?It seems to come from the office... No way, is it such a coincidence that I bump into it again?

Disgusting, loathing, resentment, and rejection from the bottom of my heart were not because of the voice itself, but because he could completely guess who made the woman make the voice!

Zeng Chen, you bastard!

Want to escape?No, of course not, he didn't want to escape in embarrassment like last time, he was not the one who did the wrong thing, why did he escape, not to mention, this is a good opportunity, isn't it?

Qiao Yiming turned off the computer, sat quietly with his hands on his forehead and listened, waiting, waiting for everything to end.I can't help but guess, when the door opened, what kind of wonderful expressions those two people would show after seeing themselves.

The voice inside the door became more rapid and high-pitched, and Qiao Yiming felt as if his heart was being held tightly by an invisible claw, and he couldn't breathe and felt a dull pain.

Damn it!If he continued to listen like this, he really doubted that he would not be able to suppress his anger and kick open the door, making those two people even more embarrassed.

But he won't do this, at least he still wants to save a little face for Zeng Chen, and more importantly, he doesn't want to see what kind of expression Zeng Chen will look like now.

The sound finally stopped, the noise inside the door gradually died down, and the chaotic footsteps could be heard that the people inside were cleaning up the mess.The uncontrollable excitement infected the whole body, the hands holding his forehead trembled uncontrollably, and the corners of his lips rose slightly uncontrollably. Qiao Yiming raised his head and looked at the closed door.

Footsteps approached, and the door opened with a soft click.

The woman turned on the light, making everything in the dark invisible.

"Minister Zeng, Sister Chi, you are so elegant."

Chi Lan's eyes widened in shock, her slender white hands kept trembling, she pointed to Qiao Yiming who was sitting there with a smile on her face, she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, her face was as pale as a dead body, finally she bit her lip and left angrily go.

Compared with Chi Lan's terrified expression, Zeng Chen's expression was a little too indifferent, which made Qiao Yiming curious, "You don't seem to mind that this matter is discovered by others, is Miss Chi the wife of Mr. Lu? "

"So?" Zeng Chen glanced at Qiao Yiming expressionlessly, his gaze was like sweeping over a dime coin dropped by the side of the road, it was indifferent and disdainful.

"So do you want to consider paying the hush money?" The other party's gaze made Qiao Yiming's repressed anger even more intense, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

"Then what are you going to want? Money?" Taking off the expensive watch on his wrist, Zeng Chen looked down at Qiao Yiming who was sitting in front of him coldly, as if the ongoing transaction was just a boring game to coax children, " Or a promotion and a salary increase? But I’m afraid I can’t help you with those.”

asshole!What a jerk!

The palm of his hand slapped the table heavily, and the force made his entire arm numb with pain.Qiao Yiming stood up abruptly, the difference in height completely shrouded Zeng Chen in the shadow he created, he didn't like the contemptuous look down from the other party, and he didn't really want to say such blackmail words, but everything was already underway. Unconsciously proceeding to this point, it is like splashing water, which cannot be taken back.

"It's so vulgar to talk about money, why don't you come and do something interesting with me?"

The author has something to say:

This will be a short story focusing on the angle of view. I don’t know if the angels will like it~ Ah Zhi is indeed a fickle swindler. He temporarily changed the cover, and temporarily left the manuscript of "The Pavilion of 13 People" to write a short story ~~~ Please don't fight!

I've been working overtime so much that I'm about to vomit, so I may not be able to do the daily update, but it will definitely be over, and I will never abandon the pit.

Another story with a darker psychology. When "The 99th Day of □□" was released before, some little angels said that Hiru must also be a person with a dark mind, so he wrote such a dark story. I don’t know this time what will happen. . . .

A zhi expressed his innocence!I just feel that such a story is more heart-wrenching, eh~

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