Gentle oppression

When going home and passing by the pharmacy, Jiang Yu struggled for a while, and finally turned a corner to the convenience store and bought a box of ginger tea bags.

Don't want to take medicine.

He boiled water at home, thinking that his cold was a bit serious, so he simply soaked two packs and drank it down, it was so hot that tears came out.

Then I wrapped myself in the blanket and went to sleep.

Before falling asleep, he was still deceiving himself and others: just sleep, it will be fine, and it will be fine.

But wishing is useless.

With his small body, there is no way to get better just by sweating with ginger tea.

The next day the alarm clock rang dutifully, Jiang Yu pressed the alarm clock in a chaotic manner, and struggled for 5 minutes before opening his heavy eyelids.

——The cold is worse than the day before.

His hair was dizzy, his eyes were dim from sleepiness, and he was so uncomfortable that he didn't want to get up from the bed at all, but he didn't want to ask for leave.

Jiang Yu hated being forced to rest because of illness.

Having rested for many years, he no longer wants to be troubled by illness.

He got up, tidied up and washed, his mouth was bitter and he had no appetite, so he simply skipped breakfast and planned to go straight to work.

The August sun was scorching early in the morning, his footsteps were sluggish, and he was sweating layer after layer. It felt like his T-shirt was sticking to his back.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated three or four times, Jiang Yu took it out to check while waiting for the traffic light, it was a message from Lu Zhuo.

Lu Zhuo sent him two pictures, which were a few desserts, followed by a message: See which one you like, and bring it back for you.

All kinds of pastries are exquisite and transparent, and the shape is small and cute.

It feels so good to be cared about by someone, Jiang Yu's dull mood all morning was evaporated by the sun, and the corners of his mouth curled unconsciously into a smile.

He replied to Lu Zhuo: everything is fine.

Lu Zhuo replied by voice: "Are you awake? I'm kidding you. These are some things I bought. You didn't answer the phone yesterday, so I can only buy them all."

Jiang Yu gave a small "ah", and then still typed to Lu Zhuo: Thank you. [cute smiley face]

Lu Zhuo still spoke: "Why are you being so polite?"

There was a smile in the voice on the other end, and Jiang Yu also jumped for joy, and the replies were all lively: I went to bed early yesterday, and I didn't deliberately not answer the phone, I will eat it all!

Then followed a "eat it in one bite" emoticon package.

The traffic light turned green, and Jiang Yu listened to the message from Lu Zhuo while crossing the road: "You can choose what you like to eat. Alright, go to work, remember to eat breakfast."

Jiang Yu, who was planning to skip dinner, pursed his lips, and walked into a porridge shop after turning a corner.

Lu Zhuo often came to his house recently, and took him to this breakfast shop in the morning. Jiang Yu smelled the aroma of the boiled rice porridge, and finally got a little appetite, so he went in and ordered purple rice porridge with pine nuts all night.

The sweet porridge is soft and glutinous. Drinking it warms the stomach and makes the internal organs feel much more comfortable.

He ate half of the bowl with his chin in his hand, and suddenly remembered something, and said "yeah" to the bowl, and then photographed it together with the half bowl of porridge in the photo album.

He sent the picture to Lu Zhuo: I ate the porridge from this porridge shop, but unfortunately I came late and the tea eggs were sold out.

Lu Zhuo also replied to him with a picture, which was a sandwich with coffee, and said: When I go back, we will eat together, the sandwich is not delicious at all.

Jiang Yu replied with "Yes", and then replied with a mischievous expression of sticking out his tongue.

Putting down his phone, he finished the second half of the bowl of porridge, feeling less dizzy.

It turns out that the faltering footsteps are not just the cause of a cold, but also hypoglycemia due to a little hunger.

After delaying some time for breakfast, Jiang Yu stepped to the office. As soon as he entered the door, he saw several people surrounded Qi Xiao's work station. Everyone didn't know what they were talking about, but when they saw him, they all turned back with strange faces. Went to his work station.

The atmosphere in their company is actually quite harmonious. Jiang Yu curled his lips and didn't think much about it. He pressed the power button and waited for the computer to turn on, and went to pour himself a glass of water.

As soon as he entered the office, he began to feel that his throat was dry and sore. After drinking two sips of water, it didn't improve. Instead, he suddenly coughed, and his thin chest was "buzzing".

The commotion was a bit loud, and all the colleagues around looked over.

Someone handed him water: "Jiang Yu, are you okay?"

Jiang Yu took two sips of Shun Qi, coughed a little dizzy, smiled gratefully, and said, "It's okay, cough, cough cough, thank you... cough cough... thank you."

Qi Xiao had been doing her own things, but now she turned around and said jokingly, "The supervisor will hear you coughing so badly later, so it's time for you to go back and rest."

She raised her eyebrows and asked Jiang Yu, "Really?"

Jiang Yu could hear her eccentricity, so he just said, "I'm fine, let's go to work."

However, the other party raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If you are sick, you have to rest, otherwise the supervisor will feel sorry for you."

Jiang Yu: "?"

He looked at the female colleague strangely, feeling baffled by her sudden hostility, and finally couldn't help asking: "What does the supervisor care about me for?"

The female colleague was dragged by someone, and she laughed and said, "It's nothing, I'm just kidding."

Jiang Yu felt even more confused, but at this time the phone rang, and Lu Zhuo sent him a WeChat message: Didn't you finish all the porridge?

So Jiang Yu's attention was diverted, and he focused on replying to Lu Zhuo's message: I'm done drinking, halfway through drinking, I remembered that I wanted to take a picture of you.

For a whole week, Jiang Yu felt that the atmosphere in the office was weird.

There is no canteen in the company at noon, and the colleagues used to go to the small restaurant nearby to eat together, but this week everyone tacitly seemed to forget him.

During the break time, when everyone was chatting in groups of three or four, they would suddenly disperse and stop talking when they saw him.

The female colleague who likes to recommend various small shops to him suddenly became unwilling to talk to him, and when he asked where there is a delicious porridge shop, she laughed and said, "Hey, I suddenly remembered something. Not done."

Being sick is hard, and feeling excluded is even harder.

It seems that the happiest thing is to chat with Lu Zhuo on WeChat every day.

Jiang Yu even began to look forward to the vibration of the phone and the little red dot displayed on the WeChat icon.

But the cold made him lose energy, and sometimes he would sleep with his head tilted while chatting with Lu Zhuo at night, and could only reply miserablely to the message Lu Zhuo sent him in the middle of the night the next morning.

At 00:14, Lu Zhuo: Good night.

At 07:55, Jiang Yu: Good morning [guilty].

After going on like this for a long time, on Friday afternoon, Jiang Yu consciously coughed more and more, and finally had to think about buying some medicine after get off work before going home.

He googled what medicine to take for a cold, and he planned to go to the pharmacy immediately after get off work today.

However, he slipped too fast and walked downstairs. Jiang Yu realized that he didn't bring the medicine list he had just copied, so he had to turn around and go back to get it. When he walked to the door of the office, he heard someone inside saying: "Actually, don't you go to the office?" It's also a good thing to have a group, you think Jiang Yu is so scheming, how difficult it will be for our group to mix in the future."

Jiang Yu froze for a moment, and stood at the door without moving.

A few female colleagues inside were helping Qi Xiao pack her things. According to the meaning of what she said just now, she wanted to change the project team and had to move her station.

But, what does it mean to be scheming?

Jiang Yu avoided subconsciously, standing in the unnoticed shadow of the door.

Someone answered the sentence just now: "Isn't it? He really knows people and faces but doesn't know his heart. This Jiang Yu looks like a simple little boy. I recommended him a milk tea shop before. Now he turned around and climbed to Jia On the square bed."

"You say, Mr. Lu is really gay?"

"Who knows, there are a lot of things that rich men and women don't like, maybe it's just a whim."

"Then do you think they have known each other before or just got engaged? I felt that something was wrong when Mr. Lu came to our company for a meeting before. The vice president of such a big company came to us to follow up the project? It turns out... tsk tsk .”

"Hey, I've noticed it a long time ago. The last time I had a meeting at A809, there was a flirtatious look, who couldn't see it! The boss is flirting with his little lover, and we are all background boards."

"Tsk tsk... Hey Xiaoxiao, where can I put this cup for you?"

……

Jiang Yu blinked and blinked, completely forgot about the medicine list, his lungs began to feel uncomfortable, Jiang Yu desperately resisted the urge to cough and ran back to the elevator room, his mind was buzzing.

Hundreds of WeChat messages exchanged with Lu Zhuo in the mobile phone, the call records once a day, the inadvertently grown dependence and the intimacy after the grudge is gone, all made Jiang Yu's hands and feet cold.

He didn't even have the guts to refute.

Once recalled, you will find that the relationship between him and Lu Zhuo has really become very close since I don't know when.

He and Lu Zhuo.

Him and Lu Zhuo!

But both he and Lu Zhuo are men!