【Rebirth】Be the canary in your heart

When Wen He heard the voice coming from the lounge, his hands trembled slightly, a storm seemed to be brewing in his black pupils, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was steady, and his face returned to calm.

He is Wen He, the youngest head of the Wen family, the dignity engraved in his bones makes him not allow himself to humbly beg to stay even if he loves him again.

Wen He put his hand on the doorknob, and gently pushed the door open. When he saw Lin Yan, who was sitting beside the bed with puffed cheeks and a dissatisfied face, the tight string in his heart suddenly relaxed. The face he loved so much There are dissatisfaction and grievances, but there is no anger and indifference.

"what happened?"

Lin Yan didn't notice the strangeness in Wen He's voice, because he was woken up by someone, he rubbed his eyes sleepily, stretched out his hands to Wen He in a daze, and muttered in a low voice that he wanted to hug him.

He looked obedient and docile, not at all hysterical as Wen He imagined, just so obedient and docile.During the meal, Lin Yan tasted delicious broccoli, his eyes lit up, and he took a piece of broccoli and fed it to Wen He's mouth.

“It was delicious.”

Wen He paused while holding the chopsticks, raised his head to look at Lin Yan's bulging cheeks, his eyes were dim, and he lowered his head to eat the food he fed to his mouth.

After eating, Lin Yan rubbed his stomach and slumped on Wen He's office chair, arrogantly declaring his sense of existence.

Song Qi, who knocked on the door and came in to report the progress of the work, subconsciously looked behind the desk after entering, but did not see the indifferent and serious Wen He there, but Lin Yan casually leaning on it, holding the folder He clenched his hands tightly.

"Is something wrong?"

Wen He asked in a cold voice, Song Qi handed the folder in front of Wen He, and explained:

"President, this is the contract for material X that is about to expire."

Wen He took the folder without even looking at Song Qi. Before leaving the office, Song Qi's eyes inadvertently glanced behind the desk. A little rooster showing off his might, Song Qi walked out with a calm face.

The sound insulation in the office is good, Wen He casually glanced at the two-year-old contract, put it aside, and asked softly:

"You don't like him?"

Hearing these words, the proud little rooster froze its slightly raised chin, turned its head to meet Wen He's black pupils who seemed to see everything, felt guilty for only a moment, and then quietly straightened his little chest in the next second, fiercely Baba said:

"It's strange that I can like him."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yan casually threw the plush doll at his hand at Wen He. It was an obvious act of venting his anger. Wen He simply accepted it, bowed his head and did not speak again, only silently planning to let Song Please don't come into the office.

Lin Yan is undoubtedly a genius creator with arrogance, but the result of his painstaking preparation has become a tool for others to make famous. All he has left is the English name marked on a song, and even Even the real name of 'Lin Yan' cannot be left on it.

Not being reconciled is for sure, Lin Yan knows better than not being reconciled that now is not a good time to talk about this with Wen He.

He is Wen He's obedient little baby now!

After eating and drinking, Lin Yan planned to take a nap. He didn't even bother to enter the rest room, so he occupied Wen He's work place, snoring lightly on his desk.

After reading a document, Wen He raised his head and looked at Lin Yan who was already asleep on the desk. When he stood up and wanted to get him a quilt, he suddenly realized that there were no thin and heavy quilts in his office. It is obviously unrealistic to drag the quilt onto Lin Yan.

After a while, Wen He walked up to Lin Yan, and slowly untied his suit jacket and put it on his shoulders.

Lin Yansheng was thin and thin, Wen He's coat was enough to cover him tightly.

The familiar scent of perfume filled the tip of his nose, and the expression on Lin Yan's face subconsciously became softer. He shook his hand twice in the air, and his voice was low and soft, like a raving after a deep sleep.

"Wen He..."

Wen He, who was planning to leave, paused when he heard his words, turned around and looked down at Lin Yan's hand hanging in the air, stretched out his hand to hold his little hand in his palm, and replied softly:

"I'm here."

After taking a nap until two o'clock in the afternoon, when Lin Yan woke up, he was the only one left in the office. He put aside the high-end suit jacket that was used as a quilt, found out the earphones, and downloaded a virtual instrument on his mobile phone. Holding a pen in his right hand, he writes and draws on the music score, and taps the screen with his bony fingers on his left hand, slowly turning the inspiration in his mind into reality.

After Wen He discussed the contract renewal with the president of Tengfei Group, he frowned tiredly and returned to the office.

Lin Yan was shocked for a moment by the action of pushing the door open. When he raised his head, his face was obviously displeased after being disturbed. When he saw clearly that the person who walked in was Wen He, he puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction, and did not talk to him in anger. To say hello, tap your finger casually on the screen.

The sound synthesized by the machine is far inferior to the real instrument performance, Lin Yan is making do with it now.

Listening to the sound of the guitar coming from Lin Yan's cell phone, Wen He took out a box from under the wine cabinet in the office, and wiped off the dust on it with a handkerchief. After opening the box, there was a brand new guitar inside.

"Use this."

When Lin Yan heard these words, he put the pen in his hand and walked up to Wen He, picked up the guitar and strummed the strings casually a few times, his eyes instantly became brighter, brighter than the twinkling stars in the night sky. Following the rhythm, he hummed a popular love song.

"ohbabydon'tcry, don't be suspicious, my love for you. I'm not too bad to keep you waiting..."

The tune is cheerful, the lyrics are straightforward and warm. Lin Yan is born with a clear voice. When he sings such a love song in a soft voice, it is surprisingly pleasant to the ears. Accompanied by pure guitar sounds, the sun falls on his shoulders, bright and dazzling.Like the most eye-catching senior in a white shirt on campus, the smile on the corner of his mouth attracted Wen He's eyes and he couldn't bear to look away.

"Wen He, does it sound good~"

After Lin Yan sang for a while, he turned his head and smiled at Wen He, revealing the prickly dimples on his cheeks. Wen He's expression was slightly softened by the obvious appearance of asking for credit, and he nodded in agreement:

"Ah."

"Perfunctory."

Lin Yan muttered in dissatisfaction, and Wen He's face was so swollen that he rarely showed helplessness, and he added another sentence:

"It sounds good."