White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

Half an hour before get off work, Chen Yirou saw Murphy coming back from the meeting room, immediately found her phone, and sent her a text message.

"Do you want to go home together tonight?"

Five minutes later, I received a reply from Murphy: "I have a social event after get off work, so be careful on your way home."

"Oh." Chen Yirou felt a little unmotivated when she saw those words.

As soon as the word was sent, the phone vibrated immediately.

"Good." Murphy only replied with one word.

Chen Yirou raised her brows unconsciously, wondering...why all she saw was a single word, but what appeared in front of her eyes was the gentle appearance of Mo Fei when he was talking to him.

Could it be... He has been poisoned by Murphy!

After receiving a text message from Chen Yirou asking if he wanted to go home together, Mo Fei really wanted to reply right away, but the client he made an appointment with at night was the famous Fantawild, so he couldn't just push it.

After get off work, I took Xiaomi to discuss cooperation. After a meal, the matter was basically finalized.They arranged for the other party to come to the company early tomorrow morning to sign the contract, and then exchanged a few polite words and toasted back and forth. The marketing director of Fantawild was determined to get drunk and never go home.

After drinking a bottle of white wine, the other party waved his hand and said that he couldn't drink any more. Seeing that Mo Fei was only blushing a little, it was really admirable that he could drink so well.

"Leave the business to Director Mo, we don't worry." After leaving the hotel, the marketing director of the other company was supported by several subordinates, held Mo Fei's hand in a daze, and shook it vigorously.

Murphy sent the other party to the car, and then found a substitute driver to drive him home.

It was just after ten o'clock. In the past, Chen Yirou had already showered and returned to her room, but today Mo Fei opened the door and saw Chen Yirou sitting on the sofa in the living room with Pug in his arms.

"You're back." Chen Yirou put down Ba Ge, and walked quickly to the entrance.

"Watching TV in the living room?" Mo Fei lowered his head to change his shoes, his head was a little dizzy, and his body swayed accordingly. Seeing this, Chen Yirou hurried up to help her.

"Did you drink a lot?" Chen Yirou smelled a strong smell of alcohol from Mo Fei, covering up her original perfume.

I don't know how much wine she drank, and I don't know how strong this wine is, so that the smell is pungent.

"It's okay, it's just one bottle." Mo Fei supported his forehead, his face was flushed, and Chen Yirou followed her into the room worriedly.

Mo Fei nestled into the sofa, tilted his head to look at Chen Yirou, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"A bottle of beer?" Chen Yirou could blush after drinking only half a bottle.

"Moutai at 53 degrees." Murphy was not drunk, but was a little excited when he saw Chen Yirou.

"White wine?" Chen Yirou's jaw was so frightened that his jaw would drop, can he drink a bottle of baijiu without alcohol poisoning?

"I drink well, I'm fine." Murphy kicked off his slippers, took off his suit jacket, leaned on the sofa straight and muttered, "It's hot."

"Wait."

Chen Yirou turned on the air conditioner and ran to the bathroom in Murphy's bedroom.There were three towels hanging on the towel rack, and she randomly picked out one, soaked it in the water, picked it up and wrung it half dry, and went out to wipe Mo Fei's face to cool down.

Mo Fei was closing her eyes and recuperating, her face suddenly felt cold, she hurried to touch the sudden temperature, but she touched a delicate and smooth hand.

Opening his eyes, he was facing Chen Yirou's worried gaze.

"Are you... more comfortable?" Chen Yirou was embarrassed by Mo Fei's straight eyes, and asked with lowered eyes.

"Hmm..." Mo Fei felt that his throat suddenly became dry, but it wasn't the feeling of wanting to drink water.

Chen Yirou took away the towel, turned it over and covered Mo Fei.

While flipping the pages, Murphy saw the color of the towel, and his mind exploded.

"Manju..." After hesitating again and again, Murphy still thought it would be better to speak out.

"Ok?"

"This towel is for feet."

Chen Yirou's hand holding the towel froze, then took the towel away and held it in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Seeing her disappointed, Murphy regretted telling the truth.

"It's all for my own use anyway, so it doesn't matter." Unexpectedly, Chen Yirou looked away, and put the towel back on Mo Fei's face and wiped it.

Fortunately, I have good hygienic habits, no matter which towel has a faint scent of shower gel, Mo Fei comforted himself that Sister Mantou was right.

Chen Yirou washed the towel and put it back in its original place. When she came out again, Mo Fei unbuttoned half of her shirt, exposing a large area of ​​attractive skin while dissipating heat.

I deliberately didn't look at her chest, and ran to pour her a glass of water: "Sister Fei, here you are."

Mo Fei squinted at her lazily, took the water glass in her hand, took a sip, his eyes became dull, as if he was thinking about something.

"Sister Fei, do you always drink so much?" Listening to Mo's mother talking about Murphy's past, she was drinking with people to discuss business, and when she came back, she vomited on the toilet.

"No drinking... Where did you get the order?" Mo Fei smiled slightly, showing a little bitterness inadvertently.

Chen Yirou didn't know what to say, she looked at her silently for a while, then remembered something, ran into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of mung bean soup.

Put the small bowl firmly in front of Mo Fei: "I made mung bean soup, and I will give it to you as a supper when you get home."

Mo Fei picked up the small bowl, looked at the clear green soup, his eyes were a little swollen, and then put down the small bowl again.

"Don't you like it?" Chen Yirou asked nervously, "I think the weather has been hot recently, drinking some mung bean soup can clear away heat and detoxify."

"No, I like it very much." Murphy lowered her head, her long hair tilted down to block her face.

After so many years alone, her heart has been honed to be as hard as a stone, but every time she faces Chen Yirou, she can always easily touch her tears.

It turned out that my tears were just a bowl of mung bean soup.

"Then you eat."

"Okay, I'll eat." Mo Fei scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth with a low face. The sweet taste was much better than the taste of wine, it was too good.

Chen Yirou wanted to see Mo Fei's expression at this time, but she could only see her long black and shiny hair.

In fact, after the incident that happened in the afternoon, even though Mo Fei told herself that she was not angry at all, Chen Yirou was always worried.Think about being pointed at the nose and scolded. As a conscious person, it is impossible for the mood to be completely unaffected.

Thinking of the rumors in the company trying to smear her, Chen Yirou couldn't even imagine how she got here.

I really want to treat this person in front of me wholeheartedly, without any reason.

"I put rock sugar, it's not easy to get angry."

Murphy scooped it up spoonful by spoonful without saying a word.

"Seeing how busy you are these days, you should go to the fire." Chen Yirou said to herself.

"I..." Mo Fei finished a small bowl of mung bean soup, put the empty bowl on the coffee table, and hesitated to speak.

"Let me get you another bowl." Chen Yirou stood up.

"No need." Mo Fei held her back and raised her face to let her sit down.

Chen Yirou finally saw Mo Fei's face. She looked at her with crooked eyebrows, but her eyes were slightly red.

"It's been so many years..." Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, Mo Fei became sentimental, she let out a faint breath, "I don't even believe I'm thirty."

"30 years old..." Chen Yirou forced a smile, "It's Yujie's good age!"

Mo Fei looked at her, smiled and shook his head: "In the best years of a woman's life, I was all alone. Apart from work, I still worked every day."

Chen Yirou's heart was sour, seeing Mo Fei smiling, she felt like crying.

"When I was 22 years old, I met someone. I liked her from the bottom of my heart, but... I knew it shouldn't be like this." Murphy staggered Chen Yirou's gaze and smiled self-deprecatingly. How could he like a 14-year-old girl? What about the year-old kid?Anyone who knows it will think this kind of feeling is abnormal.

"At that time, I just came to work in City H. It can be said that I had nothing, and my life was very unsatisfactory. For me, the most meaningful thing every day is to see her. As long as I think of her, my mood will also improve. "

Chen Yirou knew who the person Mo Fei was talking about, and these words reached her ears, which was no different from a confession.

"What happened later?" Chen Yirou asked knowingly.

"After she left, I started to live hard. I knew that I was terrible at that time, so if I can meet again one day, I want her to see a different me." Murphy never expected to be with her. Chen Yirou met again, but apart from her, she never had any affection for anyone else.

"She will see." Chen Yirou sniffed.

The person in each other's hearts is right in front of them, but they don't have the courage to recognize each other.

"At the beginning, Changle Technology was still a small company. How could anyone dare to find an unknown small company to do the operation on behalf of them? I had to find ways to find the contact information of various manufacturers and agents, and call them one by one to ask if they needed it. Doing e-commerce. Most of the replies I got were rejections, but if there is any intention in this regard, I will ask someone to come out and talk." Murphy recalled the most difficult days and suffered countless blank stares and sarcastic remarks.

"It's not easy to have a face-to-face meeting... A few elders will force you to drink. If you don't drink, you will lose face, and this business will not go on." Murphy stopped here, his eyes dimmed, "At that time, I shared a rent with others, and several people lived in three rooms and one living room. I would often come back from dinner parties in the middle of the night, lying on the edge of the toilet and throwing up for a long time. Then I continued to vomit until there was nothing to vomit, and finally it became retching.”

Chen Yirou looked at Murphy, and Murphy also looked at her.

Murphy was still smiling, her eyes became redder and redder as she looked at Chen Yirou.

"So sleepy." Murphy rubbed his eyes while covering up.

"Sister Fei, I will lend you my shoulder." Chen Yirou patted her shoulder.

Mo Fei smiled lightly, leaning on Chen Yirou's shoulder pretending to be casual.

In order to make Mo Fei more comfortable, Chen Yirou tried to straighten her back.

"I've suffered... so I worked hard to not let the person I love continue to suffer." Murphy spoke calmly, but Chen Yirou's heart was agitated because of her words.

"I don't want her to be like me, riding a bicycle to and from get off work every day. I'm afraid that the wind will blow her, the rain will drench her, and I'm even more afraid that the sun will bask her in the dog days."

"I don't want her to live in a rented house, and I don't want her to share a house with others. The environment is too bad. I'm afraid I'll wrong her."

"What I'm most afraid of is that if one day we really get together and she likes something, but I don't have the ability to buy it for her." Murphy said here with a slightly trembling voice, "So I must work hard , I want to become the best version of myself and wait for her to come back."

Chen Yirou gritted her teeth and said nothing, a sharp pain came from her eye sockets.

Sister Mantou's neck was so comfortable, and his head was pressed against her skin, so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

Mo Fei closed his eyes and smiled foolishly: "I've practiced my drinking capacity. No matter how much I drink, I won't get drunk. Those stinky men don't want to take advantage of me."

Chen Yirou didn't answer, and Mo Fei continued: "I have to be strong... Only when she comes back can I protect her and prevent her from being bullied."

"Sister Fei...I'm sleepy." Chen Yirou held Mo Fei's shoulders and gently lifted her up.

"Ah, it's very late." Murphy glanced at the clock on the wall, and smiled sheepishly. His alcohol was getting better, and he seemed to be nagging.

"Good night." Chen Yirou covered her eyes and trot into her room.

"Good night." As soon as Mo Fei finished speaking, the other party's figure was no longer in sight.

I really wanted to ask Chen Yirou just now, I wonder if she has found out the whereabouts of her sweetheart.

Emotional matters are really hard to force. Murphy thinks that all he can do is to be with her and wait for her.

In the bedroom next door, Chen Yirou closed the door tightly after entering the room, pressed her back against the cold door, and breathed hard.

Two seconds later, tears that had been suppressed for a long time gushed out of Chen Yirou's eyes like a beast breaking through a cage. She tightly covered her mouth and blocked all the choking sounds in her throat.

Murphy... She had suffered unimaginable hardships in order to sit in her current position.

Everything she has now is just to make the life of the person she likes better.

Who wants her protection!Who asked her to pay so much!

Eight years of being single for someone who may never come back...

A woman spends her best years waiting for an unrealistic person...

Murphy, you are an idiot!