Boss, stay!

"Reading your poems in a clean yard. This human affair/A trance like a sparrow that suddenly flies by/And the time is bright. I am not fit for heartbreak/If I want to give you a book, I will not send you poems/I I want to give you a book about plants and crops / tell you the difference between rice and weeds / tell you about a weed... [Yu Xiuhua "I Love You"]..."

Boss Ji's eyelids touched, and the book in his hand fell to the ground. He simply lay flat, groped to reach the book, opened it and clasped it on his face to block the sun.

The best spring time, everything sprouts, and a ray of spring breeze is poetry. The themes of this season's homestay are all related to poetry. Boss Ji struggles with the hard work of the poetry collection and the sleepless spring sleepiness. The hardworking little man in his heart hears The wind crashed, he surrendered with a white flag, and was beaten to death by the lazy villain stepping on his head.

Boss Ji was awakened by a burst of laughter. He snorted and climbed up the window to look out. He saw Tan Liangmu smiling and waving on the path outside his homestay. He didn't know who he was saying goodbye to.

It's noon!

Boss Ji lay back down again, but after a while someone knocked on the door. After all, it was unsightly for him to sleep in the office. He suppressed the lazy villain who was showing off his might, and struggled to get up from his little recliner. The people outside opened the door and came in. Seeing his hard-working appearance, they quickly comforted him: "Brother Ji is lying down, don't rush to get up!"

It was Tan Liangmu who came, Boss Ji rubbed his face and asked, "Are you back from playing?"

Boss Ji watched Tan Liangmu pull up a stool and sit opposite him, the spring sun shone on Tan Liangmu, his inch-long hair cast a light shadow on his forehead, his eyeballs under his thin eyelids swept around the ground, thinking As if asking: "Brother Ji, this foot..."

"The feet are fine...why, do you still care about my feet?"

Xu Chaoming took him to the hospital after his foot went down the mountain. Although the results of the filming were as optimistic as Xu Chaoming predicted, the bones were fine, but the ligaments were strained, but it was troublesome to cultivate. Like a cripple, sitting with one foot up.

The cause of all this is the person in front of him.

Boss Ji saw that Tan Liangmu hesitated to speak. He was afraid that he would fall asleep when Tan Liangmu opened his mouth. He found a topic by himself, "Where did you take Auntie today?" In fact, he saw Tan Liangmu's mother following a group of pickers at noon today The old lady with wild vegetables went out together.

Tan Liangmu opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I didn't go anywhere. Why did Brother Ji sprain his ankle?"

Boss Ji looked at Tan Liangmu, and patted his injured leg meaningfully: "You said this, yesterday your aunt also asked me why I sprained my foot..."

"What did you say?"

Boss Ji laughed: "What do you want me to say?"

Tan Liangmu thought for a while, and there was nothing unusual about his mother. If his mother really asked about this, Boss Ji probably fooled it. He looked down at the floor and said softly, "Thank you!"

Boss Ji looked at Tan Liangmu like a hooligan: "Thank you? Make it clear!"

Tan Liangmu raised his head and looked at Boss Ji: "Brother Ji, we Ming people don't speak dark words!"

"Well, I don't say dark words, it's up to you." Boss Ji decided to learn from Xu Chaoming, and said briefly.

"Okay!" Tan Liangmu breathed a sigh of relief, "The person you saw before you sprained your ankle on Mount Taiyan was me!"

Boss Ji didn't expect Tan Liangmu to be so sincere. He sat up straight, but didn't say a word for a long time. He only heard Tan Liangmu whispering softly: "He often waits for me outside the hotel. He has met Brother Ji. Out of Ji Ge..."

"No, then..." Boss Ji is a well-informed person after all, Xiaoyuan is his employee, and he recognizes both Xu Sanmei and Xu Sanmei when they make a pair, so what's the point of a Tan Liangmu, after all, he is a passer-by!

He stroked his tongue with experience: "It's not easy, is it?"

Tan Liangmu smiled at him: "It's okay. We are college classmates. I chased him. He always evades. If you evade, just evade. He doesn't completely reject me. He keeps me going back and forth. After tossing around for several semesters, he seems to be at ease, it was really not easy for me at that time... Hey, Brother Ji, are you listening so seriously?"

Boss Ji looked at Tan Liangmu with his eyes like a silly child listening to a class, his lips were slightly parted, and he was concentrating on it. He came back to his senses: "Several semesters? Such a long relationship?"

Tan Liangmu sighed: "Who still wants to be a lover? I don't want to have a long relationship, but what can I do? I always have him in my heart during those times, and I also thought about getting an aversion therapy like quitting smoking. In the end, I didn't want to!

"It was so procrastinating until the dinner party in my senior year. I thought that everyone would go their separate ways after graduation. I was very sad. After eating, I went home early and went to bed. Who knew that I would get up early the next day to open the door. He fell into my room along the door panel. It turned out that he followed me home and stayed outside the door all night!

"That's when we'll be fine. He said he couldn't bear it any longer, and it would be difficult to see each other again. I didn't know that it was very difficult for him at that time!"

Tan Liangmu's speech was as gentle as his appearance, and when he mentioned the memories, he lowered his head and smiled wryly.

Boss Ji scratched his head and asked the big question that lingered in his mind: "Is it worth it?"

Tan Liangmu's eyes widened in doubt: "Is it worth it?"

"It's just you guys... tsk, look, feelings are not very reliable in the final analysis. I don't know if it will last for a long time or not. Now it's like this, so what, it hurts to be separated, what a toss. !"

Tan Liangmu laughed: "Why do you want to separate? Why should we separate?"

Boss Ji's old spirit is here: "For example, the parents disagree, for example, the pressure of this society, for example, one of them has changed his mind, and so on!"

"It's not that I don't tell my parents. On my side, my mother brought me up alone. Recently, she has been very worried about my marriage. I can't hurt her all at once. I have to take it easy. On his side ..." Tan Liangmu paused: "In short, the matter of being together and not wanting to be separated has really reached the point where we must separate, let's talk about the matter of breaking up."

"So..." Boss Ji couldn't agree more and made a perfunctory ending.

Tan Liangmu looked at him sideways: "Is Brother Ji insecure?"

"What's the sense of security? Is it as handsome as me?"

Tan Liangmu didn't expose him, but just smiled and said: "Actually, if Brother Ji thinks this way, even if the relationship doesn't last long, every relationship must end with separation. Although breaking up after being together is painful, there is still pain." The sweetness of being together! If we are not together at all, there will only be the pain of unrequited love, and there will be no sweetness at all!"

Boss Ji: "..." Sounds so reasonable!

"You used this ghost theory to deceive people?"

Tan Liangmu smiled and shook his head: "No, this is the truth that Tan Yanling has realized after pretending for three and a half years."

"Who?"

"Tan Yanling, my boyfriend." Tan Liangmu stood up and put his hand on Boss Ji's shoulder: "Brother Ji, don't tell my old lady for now, I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it all at once!"

Boss Ji was stunned for a moment. He had seen Tan Liangmu's mother. She was an old lady with a round face. Considering her age, she was in her early fifties at most, but her hair was already half white and her face was wrinkled. She looked very cute, yes. The son took her out to play and was very happy.

Boss Ji doesn't really want to lie, so he can only make a compromise choice: "I'm only responsible for not telling the truth, not for covering."

Tan Liangmu circled him with an OK gesture: "We will be careful ourselves!"