you better not like me

In the afternoon, Chen Yan received Zhan Ke's WeChat.

-I'm going back to Beijing right away.

After seeing it, he buckled the phone screen down on the table, stared blankly at the wall in a daze, and picked up the phone after a while.

-Um

Zhan Ke seemed to be waiting for his reply.

- something happened to the company

This time Zhan Ke waited for more than ten minutes but did not receive Chen Yan's reply.

Before boarding the plane, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it with hope, but there was still no sound.

- can i come to you again

Zhan Ke originally planned to stay in Pingjiang for a few more days and go back after Zhan Zheng was finished.The weather was unsatisfactory, and I received an emergency call the second day after I arrived.

The image of his workaholic seems to have taken root in the hearts of employees over the years.

So that when everyone saw Zhan Ke walking in a hurry with a smelly face, their first reaction was "is the company encountering a big problem this time?".

Although Zhan Ke has a fierce face, his expression is usually neither salty nor dull, and he gets used to it after watching him for a long time.Today was a serious and murderous day, when the assistant reported the situation, he was very careful, while looking at his expression, while carefully choosing his words for fear of saying the wrong thing.

"Well, please let me know that there will be a meeting in the meeting room on the top floor in 10 minutes." Zhan Ke explained.

Upon hearing the time limit, the assistant walked quickly on high heels.

"What's going on? Is it really a big deal? It's not so serious, is it?"

The assistant sighed, "I don't know, I didn't see Mr. Zhan like this when he almost went bankrupt last year. Let's stop chatting and let the relevant personnel know that there will be a meeting in the conference room on the top floor in 10 minutes."

A few days later, when Zhan Zheng came back, he saw him working overtime with a sullen face.

"I thought you didn't care about work anymore. It seems that I was thinking too much." Zhan Zheng took off his baseball cap as soon as he entered the office, and said while sitting on the sofa while turning the cap.

Zhan Ke didn't raise his head, "Why did you come back early?"

Zhan Zheng's relaxed and leisurely expression froze for a moment, and he quickly adjusted back. He continued to turn his hat and said lightly, "It's done ahead of time."

Zhan Ke laughed, "Don't worry about me, I won't commit suicide."

Zhan Zheng stopped turning the hat, put the hat by his side, and turned to the topic: "Did you go to Pingjiang again a few days ago?"

Zhan Ke nodded, "Yes."

Zhan Zheng: "What are you going to do?"

Zhan Ke didn't answer.

Zhan Zheng: "The company has a project?"

Zhan Ke: "Look for him."

Zhan Ke really didn't tell a single lie, and speaking the truth confidently made Zhan Zheng's brain ache even more.

"If you weren't my brother, I would have punched you. Do you know what you are doing? If you are a mistress, you will go to hell if you die."

Zhan Ke's hand holding the corner of the document suddenly exerted strength, and he laughed at himself, "Really?"

His indifferent attitude irritated Zhan Zheng to a greater extent. The latter walked up to him and punched his desk angrily.

"Why did you go?" Zhan Zheng's relaxed and leisurely face faded long ago, he was struggling, and every word seemed to pop out from between his teeth, "I have known for a long time that there is such a name as him." Man, he is famous for fighting, I used to be a gangster, I was afraid of him. Then? When you were 17 years old, he started chasing you every day, studying hard for you, you know how much it takes to be a gangster Do you have the courage? The gangsters are laughing at him. In the eyes of gangsters, learning is wrong and ridiculous. He has to catch up with you under such great pressure. How about you? Parents Put pressure on you, vent to him when you are in a bad mood, do you really think that everyone can endure your inexplicable cold face like him? Don't talk about others, I, we have the same blood, I can't do it .This is just what I saw, how much he has done for you, you should know best."

"do not talk."

"My parents had accidents one after another. I knew you were under a lot of pressure during that time, but what was your way of decompression? It was to deny his six-year relationship with you. Did you not see his mental state during that time? Did I remind you? I said brother, don't treat him like this, I said brother, look, his spirit is really going to collapse, I said brother, we can't do this, brother Chen Yan is such a good person, if you let him go, there will be no next one. You How did you answer me? You said no, you said he just couldn't accept it temporarily, and it will be fine after a long time."

"Brother, let me ask you, why do you think that after five years, he still cares about you."

"do not talk."

"Why do you disturb other people's normal life again?"

"do not talk."

"Why do you think he still has feelings for you?"

Zhan Ke stood up, grabbed Zhan Zheng's collar with one hand, held it tightly, and stared at the face that was five points similar to his own.His whole body trembled, and his breathing seemed even more difficult, "I have thought about it, I have thought about everything, every time he spent with me is vivid in my memory, I don't need you to remind me, who am I better than? Everyone knows what I'm doing, I know better than anyone else."

Five years ago, when an accident happened at home.The aura around Zhan Ke was suffocating, and Chen Yan was the first to notice it.

He belittled Chen Yan's six-year relationship to nothing. During that time, Chen Yan was trembling in the middle of the night, and his nightmares led to lack of sleep. He was originally thin, and even more sickly thin at that time.

During that time, Chen Yan didn't even dare to talk to him, fearing that he would break up with him as soon as he opened his mouth. Every day, he secretly looked at his expression to judge whether he would receive a response if he spoke now.

He also saw someone ask Chen Yan, "What's your relationship with Zhan Ke?" Chen Yan had a pale face, and explained excitedly: "Don't talk nonsense! We are friends, high school classmates from the same place, so The relationship is a little better than others. It's just ordinary friends."

"Even if you beat me to death today, I still have to say it. He's married! He's married! He's married! Married! He's finally not the homosexual you said he should go to for treatment. What are you bothering about?!"

Panting heavily, Zhan Ke turned his head away not daring to look at him, and loosened his grip on his collar.

Zhan Zheng took a deep breath, saw Zhan Ke seemed to be lost, and couldn't bear to look, so he called softly again, "Brother."

Zhan Ke propped his hands on the table, looked down at the table, and said nothing.

Zhan Zheng didn't dare to say anything more, he knew that Zhan Ke just looked calm.

As soon as the atmosphere in the office dropped to freezing point, the weather at the end of April was not enough to warm this square inch of space, and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard quietly between the two.

Now Zhan Ke's mind is like playing a movie again, every scene is the past, every scene is Chen Yan.

A voice in the back of his brain repeated the same sentence over and over again.

—he got married, he gave me up.

Zhan Ke's voice was hoarse and trembling, and he said weakly: "Then what can I do, and no one can teach me."