The design director skipped work

Wu Zheng ate a bowl of 30 yuan a barrel of instant noodles in the guest room of the Intercontinental Hotel, and felt that he was really extravagant. He didn't tell Jiang Heng that he had opened a room upstairs, and wanted to take it as a surprise.

The matter of eating instant noodles is not treating me badly, it is purely because Wu Zheng has no appetite and is too lazy to move.

I don't know why, after the drink started, Wu Zheng has been feeling restless.Wine halls are like battlefields, and these words have never been just words.

Jiang Heng didn't send a message to Wu Zheng, which was expected by Wu Zheng. On such an occasion, besides holding a wine glass or shaking hands, it was impossible to free up his hand to send a message.

After nine o'clock, almost ten o'clock, Wu Zheng finally received a call from Jiang Heng.

He urgently pressed the answer button, the sound of the wind tearing the voice came from the receiver, and then Wu Zheng heard Jiang Heng say on the phone: "Hello, Zheng Zheng, come and pick me up."

Wu Zheng was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Heng's voice sounded normal except that it was blown to pieces by the old north wind, but his intuition told Wu Zheng that things were not that simple. For example, he felt that Jiang Heng would not call him Zheng Zheng on this occasion. The title that Jiang Heng said would only appear when he was completely relaxed.

"Wait a minute, I'm going downstairs now." Wu Zheng said.

"Okay." Jiang Heng smiled and hung up the phone.

Wu Zheng wrapped up his coat and rushed out of the guest room to take the elevator, feeling more and more strange in his heart.

He was anxious just now and said "go downstairs", but Jiang Heng seemed to have no problem at all, and agreed to say "yes", but he didn't tell Jiang Heng that he had opened a room at the Intercontinental Hotel.

And Jiang Heng's laugh.

Wu Zheng was a little uneasy.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator reached the first floor. Wu Zheng rushed out of the elevator door in a hurry, ran across the lobby, and couldn't control the eyes of others. Then he rushed out of the hotel door. The scene around me made my heart twitch suddenly.

Jiang Heng stood alone on the side of the road, looking extremely thin under the street lamp, and his shadow was stretched into a desolate line.

He didn't know where he was looking, and his expression looked empty.

The most important thing is the cold weather. In late December, Jiang Heng didn't even wear a jacket. The wind was clearly stirring his hair and the hem of his clothes. hand.

Wu Zheng became anxious all at once, rushed towards Jiang Heng in three steps at a time, and shouted: "Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Heng swayed and turned around, with a loose look in his eyes that Wu Zheng had never seen before. His eyes wandered away for half a second before finally settling on Wu Zheng, smiled and called him: "Zheng Zheng ,You're here."

……

This is how drunk it is.

Wu Zheng was anxious, angry, and distressed. He rushed to Jiang Heng's side and held his arm. He didn't bother to care about the heavy alcohol smell coming from Jiang Heng's nostrils, so he snatched the down jacket from Jiang Heng's hand , Jiang Heng did not struggle.

Wu Zheng put the down jacket on Jiang Heng's body, and Jiang Heng muttered, "I don't want to wear this...it's very hot."

Then he tried to take off the down jacket. Wu Zheng felt that his hair was going to explode, so he could not let himself shout out, but his tone was still a bit stiff: "Wear it well."

Jiang Heng's movement of taking off his down jacket was frozen because of this sentence, then he smiled again, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Zheng Zheng."

Hearing sign.

Wu Zheng felt like his heart was going to explode, why did he drink so much after listening to me.

But it is impossible to reason with a person who drinks too much, let alone reason in the middle of the night on the street where the old north wind is blowing. Wu Zheng can't control that much anymore, so he grabbed Jiang Heng's hand and took him to the Intercontinental Hotel .

Jiang Heng's hands were very hot, scalding hot.

Usually Wu Zheng likes the feeling of being burned by Jiang Heng's body temperature, which makes him feel that this person loves him, but this time the situation is obviously different. This time, the thing that boiled Jiang Heng's blood was wine. Therefore, the temperature of Jiang Heng's palm was so hot that Wu Zheng was very sad.

"Zhengzheng, you went wrong, aren't we going home?" Jiang Heng said.

"Just follow me." Wu Zheng said.

"Okay." Jiang Heng said with a smile.

He seemed to be sober when he was talking drunk, but from the address to the words, as long as you get to know him a little bit, you will find that he is completely drunk now. When he wakes up the next day, he will probably forget all about the current scene.

Wu Zheng wanted to cry, of course, it was just a thought, not to the point where he would really cry.But he didn't know whether he wanted to cry because Jiang Heng drank so much, or because he was still so affectionate to him when he was so drunk that he lost his temper.

Because when Wu Zheng was young, he saw his father drinking too much alcohol. His father, who was always good-natured and kind, seemed to be a different person the night he drank too much alcohol. Face.It's not too much, but Wu Zheng has a glassy heart, he can't accept it, and he is very resistant to all drunken incidents.

Wu Zheng's brief trance was interrupted by a hot hand that suddenly gripped his palm tightly. He turned his head in surprise, and Jiang Heng held his hand tightly in the sleeves of the down jacket.

Regardless of that this is on the street, walking towards the Intercontinental Hotel, and there are guests and waiters in the hotel.

"Zhengzheng, are you unhappy?" Jiang Heng asked, "Your face is not right."

Wu Zheng forced a smile: "No, you think too much."

"Really?" Jiang Heng showed a completely different questioning from when he was sober.

Wu Zheng found that when he drank too much wine, his eyes looked very bright, as if those dark eyes were filled with old wine that would make people intoxicated.

"Of course it's true." Wu Zheng said, trying not to show his guilty conscience, he knew that Jiang Heng is a person who knows how to read words and emotions.Although drinking too much alcohol will become dull, but it should not be underestimated.

Jiang Heng started to smile again, that kind of casual, unfocused smile: "Okay, as long as Zheng Zheng is not unhappy."

Wu Zheng gritted his teeth, and dragged Jiang Heng to the hotel.

The waiters in five-star hotels are all well-trained. When the doorman opened the door for the two of them, he neither looked at them much nor deliberately shy away from them. Then they each concentrated on their own affairs.

Wu Zheng was not in the mood to care about other people's gazes, the only thing he thought about was that the lobby would be much warmer, which would reduce the chance of Jiang Heng catching a cold.

Just when he was about to walk to the elevator, Jiang Heng suddenly yanked Wu Zheng's hand, Wu Zheng stood still and turned back to ask him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Heng didn't answer, frowned, and covered his chest with his empty hands. Wu Zheng was stunned for a while. Jiang Heng said "vomit" with difficulty, and Wu Zheng quickly dragged him to the bathroom. Fortunately, he was on the first floor. The public restroom is next to the elevator.

Jiang Heng threw off Wu Zheng's hand and rushed into the bathroom. Wu Zheng wanted to follow in, but Jiang Heng made an obvious movement of pushing him away, and Wu Zheng understood that Jiang Heng didn't want him to follow , I don't want to see his ugliness.

Then don't follow.

Wu Zheng was leaning against the wall outside the bathroom, beside him was a tall half moon table with a hollowed-out vase, inside which was artistically placed a cluster of elegant flower arrangements.

On the opposite side is an exquisite decorative wall with wavy crystal patterns, dotted with star lights, soft and soothing music in the lobby, which can make people forget all negative emotions, and there is a faint scent of spices on the nose, which is also non-aggressive , sweet and elegant.

All elements are soothing and also extremely covering.Those who don't know will never think that in a certain compartment of the bathroom at this moment, there is someone who is so drunk that he is holding the toilet and throwing up black and white.

Wu Zheng raised his head, closed his eyes, and let the back of his head lean against the wall. Even the wall was not cold, and it could even be said to be slightly warm. He wanted to calm down his chaotic thoughts, but it became more and more chaotic.

The joys and sorrows of the world can never be shared.It’s like there is only a wall, but Wu Zheng can’t understand why Jiang Heng still wants to get drunk, and he can’t empathize with Jiang Heng’s discomfort after being drunk; just like Jiang Heng, he can’t feel his current sadness and suffering, he can only look at him Showing a beautiful and heart-wrenching smile.

About seven to eight minutes later, the sound of water from the faucet finally came from the bathroom, and after a while, Jiang Heng came out.

His eyes were still very bright, and his complexion was slightly red. People who don't know the situation will only think that his skin is normal and ruddy, but when Jiang Heng approached, he still had the smile that made Wu Zheng sad, and In the warm environment, Jiang Heng's alcohol smell was even heavier, so heavy that if he was someone else, Wu Zheng would stay away with respect.

Jiang Heng walked a little wobbly, and the drunkenness that had been suppressed was slowly dissipating.

Wu Zheng picked up his arm, feeling sad and angry at the same time, not wanting to talk, he dragged Jiang Heng into the elevator, Jiang Heng looked around blankly: "Zheng Zheng, shall we go upstairs?"

"Yes." After Wu Zheng said this word, he felt that his tone was too blunt, so he reluctantly added, "You drink so much, don't run so far back, take a rest here tonight."

"Oh." Jiang Heng nodded with a smile on his face, then he looked up at the pattern on the roof of the elevator for a while, and said, "Zheng Zheng is so kind to me."

Wu Zheng smiled and didn't answer. Under normal circumstances, Jiang Heng's words were enough to make him blush, but now the situation is different. Now he is holding Jiang Heng by the arm.

The room he opened was on a very high floor, and the elevator's climbing speed was not slow, but it took a while. In a short period of time, Jiang Heng had changed from standing to unsteady. He put Wu Zheng's arm on his shoulder, It was completely against the wall of the elevator and Wu Zheng hugged him, so that the whole person would not slip and fall to the ground like a puddle of mud.

He was really shameless when he drank, but the more he did this, the more Wu Zheng noticed the subtle difference between him now and when he was sober, and he became sad.

The elevator door opened with a "ding", and Wu Zheng carried Jiang Heng out, finally looking like he was helping a drunk.

In the guest room area, the corridor was dimly lit, and the strong smell of alcohol lingered in Wu Zheng's nose. It was a very depressing situation. He dragged Jiang Heng into the guest room door, and opened a suite. Jiang Heng When I saw the spacious room, I said "wow".

Wu Zheng wanted to help Jiang Heng to sit down on the bed, but when he pulled Jiang Heng to the edge of the bed, his legs were so weak that he couldn't get up. Finally, he supported the bed, and his whole body seemed to be pulled out of the bones, and he sat down limply. On the ground, leaning against the bed board.

Such a sluggish look finally hurt Wu Zheng, and now that he was in a private space, he didn't have to worry too much, so Wu Zheng sat down beside Jiang Heng and put his arms around him.

Jiang Heng was like a doll, he fell on him as soon as he hugged him, his whole body was terribly hot, Jiang Heng hugged him back, but his hands were limp and had no strength.

"Why do you drink so much?" Wu Zheng asked sadly, "Didn't you promise me to drink less?"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Heng said, "I want to get cooperation. Drink more, and the leader on the other side will be happier."

just know.It is also for the work to fight for life.

Wu Zheng became angry for a while, and his tone became more aggressive: "The Ninth Academy is not your family, so why did you do this in order to earn some cooperation for the Ninth Academy?"

Jiang Heng shook his head slightly, and then seemed to be dizzy again because of this movement. He lied in Wu Zheng's arms, resting his head on Wu Zheng's shoulder, and said inarticulately, "I don't fight how to get promoted, if I don't get promoted... ...how worthy of you."