Refraction

Whether there is a heart-shaped birthmark on Chen Gong's left chest - Zheng Yi really can't help but care.

In fact, Zheng and Chen Gong couldn't hate each other since they accidentally saw that video last time.

In fact, there is no such thing as "hate" at all—it's not like living in the world of martial arts, one didn't kill the father and the other didn't take away the wife. .

Sympathy was at work, and after that, every time Zheng Yi looked at Chen Gong, he couldn't help but overlap him with the fainting man in the video.

Zheng Yi couldn't bear to continue to embarrass him any longer; he secretly speculated that the reason why Chen Gong's personality would become what he is today "indifferent to things and alienated from others" is probably because after that incident, the protection mechanism was activated...

The reason why there are still endless bickering is that although Zheng Yi can't analyze his motives clearly—but he also vaguely feels: It seems that this is the way of communication that the two of them have long been familiar with—from a certain point of view, it is also true. Is it a kind of "tacit agreement"?

Whoever softened his attitude seemed to be making compromises.

But Zheng Yi didn't want to back down.

Zheng Yi thought: If one day Chen Gong could be like a lamb—on a drunken night, at the moment when his emotions were most vulnerable, he would lower his proud head and tell himself about the past. The sufferings encountered... Zheng Yi expected that he would not be able to hold back the tears of "a hot-blooded man's anger", and then patted him on the back and said to him: "We will be brothers from now on! When I am in your life, I will not allow These sufferings are approaching you again!"

But Chen Gong is a hard lump, and he won't back down—"It's your fault that you can't enjoy my loyalty!" Zheng Yi muttered angrily in a low voice.

In comparison, lambs are better - lambs can act like a baby.

So Zheng Yi sent a message: My brother dreamed about you yesterday.

Lamb: what do you want to do with me?

Zheng Yi: I can’t say it, I’m afraid of being arrested.

Lamb: [shy].

Zheng Yi: I'll go back tomorrow. Shall I go play at night?

Lamb: What are you playing?

"This little lamb is pretty bad!" - every sentence tempted Zheng Yiyi to speak out his fantasies and desires for him.

Zheng Yi's forehead became hot, and he pursed his lips to restrain himself, and many images flashed in his mind - the lamb with tears in his eyes was frowning, being restrained by himself, the big bad wolf; besides, he was breathing heavily Sounds, licks, murmurs...

Zheng Yi rolled down the car window to let the wind blow his hot forehead to cool down.

Zheng Yi has imagined these scenes countless times——sometimes Zheng Yi laughs at whether he has completed puberty too late, and the tide of spring has not yet passed.

The image of the lamb’s panting has not dissipated from his mind, but it was a little blurred; but after a while, all the emotions and movements of the lamb suddenly subsided, as if he was fainting—Zheng Ding recognized it with his eyes. It was found that the person's face had changed to Chen Gong.

With his eyes closed, he was ignorant of all violations; his expression was simple, calm like the most solemn god.

——And I was the evil spirit who was blaspheming him.

Zheng Yi came back to his senses suddenly, and let the wind continue to blow for a while.

It took 5 minutes to get that nauseous feeling out of my body.

Zheng Yi rubbed his face, turned on his phone and replied to Xiao Yang: We will talk about it then.

It takes about an hour from the scenic spot to the hotel.It wasn't until Zheng got out of the car that he realized that the room card was at Chen Gong's place.

Zheng Yi felt sleepy, he didn't get enough sleep last night - now that he didn't have his key card, he couldn't get into the hotel room.Feeling a little suffocated, Zheng Yi lit a cigarette and flipped through the contact records, found [Eunuch Chen], and was just about to call him when Qiu Mang's call came again.

"I have received some resumes here - some are from your visual department, do you want to take a look at it?"

"Don't show it to me, you can just show it to Chen Gong!" Zheng Yi relied on his last breath, "Don't let him think that the entire visual department is mine, let's join forces to squeeze him— —You let him decide."

After hanging up Qiu Mang's phone and dialing [Chen Gonggong], the other party was busy. Zheng Yi thought that it might be Qiu Mang who called Chen Gong first.

A few minutes late... wait until the cigarettes are finished before playing.

When stuffing the cigarette and lighter into the inside pocket of the suit, the lighter fell to the hem of the interlayer and hit a hard object.Zheng Yi touched the hem of his shirt - there was a volume of a lighter and a card in the interlayer.

I reached out to check the inside pocket, and sure enough there was a hole.

The famous brand of the V family who has only worn it a few times——"It really has lost all the originality of the old brand!" Zheng Yi muttered, shaking his clothes up with a weird gesture, reaching through the hole to take out the lighter and the hard card .

That card turned out to be the "lost" ID.

So there was no need to call Chen Gong to urge him to come back.

After completing the account cancellation procedures, Chen Gong received a call from Qiu Mang—"I have a few resumes from your department, do you want to review them?"

"Give it to Zheng Yi directly, I'm afraid he'll find fault with the one I've interrogated."

Qiu Mang explained: "Zheng Yi asked me to give it to you directly - he said you have better eyesight!"

"I... have a good eye for attracting people?" Chen Gong sneered, "This is his boasting..."

Qiu Mang realized later that the nonsense words just now were a bit hot--Zheng Yi, the old enemy, was the person Chen Gong interviewed himself--he hadn't sorted out this relationship through his brain just now, Qiu Mang just thought about slowing down his cheeks. The relationship between the two, so he laughed: "In short, Zheng Yi said that he trusts your professional ability, and let you make a decision!"

Chen Gong said: "Okay, you can send me an email first, and I'll check it when I get back to the hotel."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Gong saw that there was a bucket of calls that failed to connect during the call just now, and the remark name was [Xiao Zheng].

Chen Gong dialed back: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Yi's voice revealed exhaustion: "Oh, it's nothing...Are you still busy?"

"I'm done, I just got a taxi and I'm going back—what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing... Do you want to eat hot pot?"

Chen Gong just put on his seat belt and was drinking mineral water. He almost choked on a sip—of course Chen Gong was surprised, but after thinking about it, he said, "Okay."

"The main reason is... hot pot can't be eaten alone! Take a companion and celebrate the end of the scouting—I treat you."

Chen Gong said, "Okay, go back right away."

"Then come back, I'll wait for you at the door." Then he hung up the phone.

Chen Gong didn't understand what Zheng Yi meant by "I'll wait for you at the door", but he was completely surprised by the fact that "Zheng Yi invited me to eat hot pot"—he was simply hungry?He thinks I'm nice and wants to shake hands with me?Is he trying to trick me with something? ...

Seeing that Chen Gong had hung up the phone, the driver enthusiastically said, "Your mother-in-law is calling you home?"

Chen Gong replied without thinking: "Damn..."

After returning to his senses, Chen Gong felt that there was no need to explain again, and said in his heart: Why are the uncle drivers who haven't come back to Chengdu for several years becoming more and more gossip.

When I hung up the phone and stuffed the phone back into my pocket, I touched a card with my finger and took it out to see that it was the room card of the hotel.

Chen Gongcai seemed to understand a little bit——Zheng Yi borrowed his room, but he only had one room card, and he was still with him at the moment, so he couldn't enter the hotel room—that's why he said 'waiting for you at the door'; Wanzheng slept for so little time, and may be sleepy now, but after all, "Ji Ren Xia" is not good at urging himself to go back forcefully, so I express my "thank you" with "please eat hot pot"—by the way timidly Say "then you come back"...

Under the circumstances that he had to bow his head to others, he managed his thoughts so carefully, which was not like Mr. Zheng's usual style.

But because of this, Chen Gong felt that he was also quite pitiful.

As soon as the interview with Zheng Yi was over, Qiu Mang, a primary school girl, came to the visual department to ask herself: "How about senior, how is my brother?"

"Zheng Yi is your younger brother?" Chen Gong was surprised: "—he is very good! On various levels..."

Qiu Mang looked proud: "Yes—my brother! Isn't he sweet-talking and handsome, and everyone loves him?"

Chen Gong smiled and nodded.

His initial impression of Zheng Yi was good—in fact, it wasn't too bad now.

Although Zheng Yi's personality is reckless and reckless, it's not really a bad thing - he looks energetic, like a young comic hero who is full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm; he is completely different from the unearthed bronze wares like himself.

His face value is that of a heroine in a shoujo manga - he is dressed fashionable and exquisite, and the little girls in the company laugh when they see him; it is completely different from his temperament that makes people tremble with fright when he opens his mouth.

Chen Gong looked at his livid face in the rearview mirror, and rolled up the car window in annoyance.

Rather than saying that what Chen Gong hates is Zheng Yi, it is better to say that what Chen Gong hates is unfairness.

——Some people have been desperately climbing up forever since they were young; but there are always some people who are born with wings, and can easily fly over their heads with a puff.

——and drop some feathers from time to time to fascinate your eyes when you look up at them.

Chen Gong does not hate the rich, and he has nothing but envy for the "born phoenixes".

But Zheng Yi is different—before Zheng Yi appeared, the director's seat had already been promised to him by Mr. Wang; I explained that I can help Zheng Yi as much as I can," and asked Mr. Wang to take back this position from Chen Gong, and then hand it over to Zheng Yi.

coincidence.

When other people’s fathers are setting up their children’s careers—through video calls, their mothers lie on the hospital bed and cry to themselves: “It’s useless… I didn’t fulfill my responsibilities… I didn’t give you enough to eat when I was a child… In the end, I don’t know what to do.” Spend your money..."

Chen Gong gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay... I will be promoted to director next month, and my salary will increase."

The mother nodded, the sunken cheeks and layers of rough skin made her look like a mummy, unlike a 47-year-old woman-Chen Gong had a fashion design professor in college, and she opened a modeling agency outside , so she has frequent business cooperation with HALOstudio; she is only one year younger than her mother, but she looks like a female star who just debuted.

The mother didn’t say it herself, but Chen Gong heard from her fellow patients in the ward that the nurses were reluctant to come—when they bullied the newcomers, they asked the little interns to come for the injections; The needle still couldn't find the blood vessel, and the fourth needle pierced her own tiger's mouth—"The little girl was so frightened that she threw the needle away on the spot and ran out!"

They were telling jokes among their fellow patients, but Chen Gong couldn't make a face when he listened to them—they had blood diseases, and it was only natural for others to be afraid of them.

On the fifth day of her death, Chen Gong returned after finishing her annual leave to take care of her funeral. There was a newcomer in the position of director, and he greeted Chen Gong with a harmless, heartless and familiar smile. ——"Brother Chen! I'm Zheng Yi, do you remember me? I'm here in the visual department now—director! Hehehe!"

At that time, Chen Gong felt like he had told a big lie to his mother.

And the brighter Zheng Yi smiled, the deeper his dark and ugly original sin became.

When he was rational, Chen Gong could also figure it out, Zheng Yi had nothing to hate, but he hit his own gun in an unbiased manner.

But people's emotions are extremely complicated-many times they restrain and endure, but love and hate are born out of nowhere, and they exist; it is difficult to reverse, and it cannot be eliminated.