Refraction

When HALO met again during the day, Chen Gong avoided Zheng Yi's eyes everywhere; but Zheng Yi was on the contrary, he always looked at each other very openly, and grinned at Chen Gong, as if he had completely forgotten the absurd things of the previous night.

The night before, Zheng Yi kissed Chen Gong for the last time and left.Said that he wanted to go home and sleep, and he had already ordered a special car.

Before Chen Gong could react, Zheng Yi got out of the car by himself, opened the back door and picked up two bags of lamb toys; when he picked it up, he was stopped by Chen Gong who got out of the car together: "What's wrong with you? "

"It's nothing." Zheng Yi was really tired, and said, "I'm so sleepy, I want to go home..."

Zheng Yi didn't know if it was his illusion—at the moment when Chen Gong held him back and refused to let him go, there was annoyance in his eyes and a hint of helplessness.Chen Gong said to himself: "If you are sleepy, come to sleep at my house—how can you go back when you are so drunk? Just cancel the car order."

So Zheng Yi teased him: "Didn't play enough?"

Chen Gong didn't speak - Zheng Yi likes to see this serious person unable to react when he is teased by him.

Zheng Yi shook his head: "I also recognize the bed—it's not my bed, I can't sleep well."

Chen Gong still didn't speak.

Zheng Yi patted Chen Gong on the shoulder, turned around, and walked out of the ground against the driveway.

Chen Gong has been following behind, watching him get into the special car.

After getting into the co-driver and fastening his seat belt, Zheng Yicai drove Chen Gong away, saying, "I'm a big man and I still need you to worry about it, go back and rest early!"

Standing where he was, Chen Gong watched the car start and drove Zheng Yili away.

Chen Gong was so angry that he gradually felt that this game that made him addicted was also starting to make him exhausted.

Back in his apartment, Chen Gong took off his T-shirt, only to find that the chest and back of the T-shirt, which were originally blue-gray, were stained into dark gray by his own sweat.Just now, when the kiss was passionate, Zheng Yi reached out and touched himself—I don't know if Zheng Yi thought he was disgusting because his hand was wet with sweat.

It doesn't matter if you feel sick - the time limit for enjoying this taste will expire sooner, Zheng Yi's attention will be diverted from him sooner, and he will die sooner and be reborn sooner.

He took another shower before sitting back on the bed.

After clicking on the WeChat in the background of the mobile phone, Chen Gong discovered that the page was still on Zheng Yi's circle of friends that he had peeked at a few hours ago.Exit the circle of friends and return to Zheng Yi's profile page; exit the profile again and return to the conversation page with Zheng Yi; looking at the long and narrow white input field, Chen Gong wanted to type something for him.

Reminder for work? ——It is too deliberate to cover up.

Say good night? — Hypocritical.

In the end, I decided to forget it, say less and make less mistakes.Touching the glass of warm water hanging by the bedside, Chen Gong swallowed a sip—at this moment Zheng Yi's name on the phone's conversation bar changed to [the other party is typing...].

Chen Gong paused for breath and stared at the interface, and waited until he almost died of suffocation when the drunk on the opposite side called—"I just said, look, isn't it younger than you?"

Chen Gong read this sentence with a look of confusion——doesn't know what to say.

Then the picture from the drunk explained the meaning of this sentence, and almost killed Chen Gong.The saliva contained in his mouth was choked out in an arc by a force in his throat.

The new day has only been full of vitality for more than three hours, but Chen Gong wet his trousers twice because of Zheng Yi.

During lunch break, in the HALO smoking room.

Chen Gong was leaning against the window, smoking a cigarette, his brows were furrowed, and thoughts were lingering in his mind.

After a few puffs, Cheng Shen came in, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about it.

Chen Gong smoked him a cigarette: "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing..." Cheng Shen said, "Brother Chen didn't go to eat?"

"It's over—what's the progress of the plan? I asked you to take Yao Jiaren with you. How is he doing?"

"Good performance..." Cheng Shen lit a cigarette, avoiding Chen Gong's eyes, and repeated: "Very good performance."

Chen Gong looked at his distraught look: "Didn't you rest?"

Cheng Shen shook his head again and again: "Relax and rest—that...I'll teach him how to modify the details of the plan, and I can give it to you before I get off work today."

Chen Gong nodded: "Are you free this weekend? Let me introduce you to some private work."

"I'm free, tell me what kind of work you're doing."

"Cheng Angel sent me that painting, I hung it in the living room, and took a picture and posted it on the Internet. Today, a friend - a former customer of HALO, recently moved to a new house and wanted to hang some paintings. Inquire about the author of this painting—shall I give you his business card?"

Cheng Shen thanked him again and again: "Thank you Brother Chen, thank you Brother Chen!"

Cheng Shen has not been in the job for a long time. Although he got a project team leader in the department, his salary is not high—Chen Gong likes this guy very much, so he always wants to help him when he can: "You are welcome, this is You traded for your own talent."

"Brother Chen is so kind! My little angel...is not as good at playing as Supervisor Zheng. I just wanted to draw a picture for you, and you can give me a job, that's great!"

Speaking of Zheng Yi, Chen Gong's distracted attention just now returned to him.Frowning, he took a few puffs of cigarette silently: "I saw today——Jian Zheng also gave you a lamb doll?"

Cheng Shen nodded: "Yes. I even gave Yao Jiaren one—isn't this a useless ticket?"

"What do you mean?"

Cheng Shen analyzed for Chen Gong: "He gives gifts to several people every day, isn't it just to confuse the public, so that everyone can't guess who his little master is? Today Zheng Jian sent out eight dolls, which shows that his little master is here. Among the eight people—but Yao Jiaren came on the second day after [Little Angel Game] started, Yao Jiaren was not in the game list, so the ticket was considered invalid—Zheng Jian’s range of little masters was reduced to the remaining ones. Among the seven people—Brother Chen, do you think my analysis is correct?"

Chen Gong understood it in a daze, but felt that Zheng Yi, who was so serious about playing a boring team building game, was too idiotic. "Chi Chi" After laughing a few times, Chen Gong smoked and squinted and asked Cheng Shen: "What's the matter? You are so clear about your analysis, do you want Supervisor Zheng to be your boyfriend for a day?"

"Where can it be..." Cheng Shen denied with a smile.

Chen Gong didn't understand why he was betting, and while pressing out the butt of the cigarette, he casually emphasized to Cheng Shen: "The doll, he also gave me one."

gave.

In the early morning, after seeing Zheng Yi carrying two bags of stupid stuffed toys, he took a taxi and left, Chen Gong went back to the car to pick up the bags.

Only then did I realize that there was a lonely little white sheep on the back seat, wearing a black top hat crookedly, looking at Chen Gong innocently.

Half an hour before get off work, people in the department handed in all the plans.

It took Chen Gong almost an hour to complete the summary, and when he finally passed the plan to Supervisor Zheng, a prompt sound came from the opposite station.

Chen Gong looked up, only to realize that Zheng Yi hadn't left either.

They were the only ones left in the huge office.

After receiving the document from Chen Gong, Zheng Yi raised his head and smiled brightly at Chen Gong.

Chen Gong didn't say anything, turned off the computer and packed his backpack.Go around the head and wrap it around the neck, turn around and leave.

After walking a few steps, Chen Gong turned around again, his face flushed, "Well...you can show it to anyone you like?"

Zheng Yi smiled cheaply: "Don't be jealous—the video is for you, those old people can only see pictures."

Chen Gong didn't seem to be delighted by the difference between "static images" and "moving images", he just said indifferently: "Be careful yourself, don't post indiscriminately, and don't be used by people with ulterior motives to mess with you."

After being taught a lesson by his elder brother, Zheng Yi pouted and nodded.

It wasn't until Chen Gong's figure turned out of the office door that Zheng Yi restrained his frivolous temperament and buried his head on the desk.

In the early morning, with unsatisfied desires, he returned home in despair.As soon as he entered the door, tears oozed out—the sad tears of a hot-blooded man.

Zheng Yi is really uncomfortable...

It’s not that Chun Xiao didn’t have a good time—of course it’s also a little bit; it’s mainly because of Chen Gong’s usual indifferent tone towards himself; it’s because of the sentence "just playing, I didn’t say I promised to be with you"... There was a bump What?When Zheng Yi's forehead was hot, he even thought: If Chen Gong really didn't want to, he could bear it for the rest of his life; but Chen Gong refused to trust him at all—this Zheng Yi couldn't bear it.

I can't help but want to cry.

Want to cry but don't want to cry in front of Chen Gong—three-year-old is already a natural weakness, and shed tears in front of Chen Gong every now and then, how can I be a "strong one" and give Chen Gong a sense of security?

At this stage, Zheng Yi also admitted that he was defeated.

If it hadn't been for that public release of Yang Yi's voice, Chen Gong wouldn't be so defensive towards him, maybe he would have a little more favorable impression of him.

That's right, Chen Gong also has a good impression of him - Zheng Yi understands.

Zheng Yi is also a man, so it’s not difficult to understand Chen Gong’s thoughts if he thinks about it in another way: if he can abduct the self-disciplined and difficult Chen Gong to the point where he is willing to “play” with him, it means that he doesn’t like him very much. few.

This "goodwill" is quite a lot, but not to the extent that it can counteract "distrust".

But about that voice, I couldn't justify a word to him.

Zheng Yi thought so despondently, and felt that he was a noble son. It would be a pity if he was in the feudal ancient times. Build a small courtyard, and attack the golden house.

But in today's society ruled by law, Zheng Yi can't do anything to others even if "evil comes from the sidelines".

——The reason why I, Mr. Zheng, are hated by you is because I want to protect you;But there have been people in this world who have harmed you, humiliated you, and bullied you, but in the end, they got what they wanted...

Zheng Yi knew that these thoughts were filthy, but he couldn't help imagining them... He even felt envious of the greasy belly in that video...

It would be great if Chen Gong had a plan for himself - like a lamb.

If Chen Gong sets up a trap, hides the camera, and invites himself to play; then even if he knows the truth, Zheng Yi feels that he will definitely go to the appointment——Zheng Yi is this kind of person: even if he knows that it is a big hole, as long as his forehead is open When it is hot, I am willing to jump in it.

But Chen Gong is too simple, and has no other demands on himself.

So in a fit of anger, Zheng wiped away his tears, pulled up the corner of his shirt and put it in his mouth, pulled away his belt and patted it for a while.

Regardless of 21, throw it to Chen Gong - now he also has his own handle, at least both sides are fair.

Although this crazy and stupid move made Zheng Yi's bowels regretful after he completely sobered up overnight.

But the 3-minute time limit has long been exceeded-it can no longer be withdrawn.

After finishing the plan sent by Chen Gong, Zheng Yi repaired a few small gaps and passed it on to the third-party clients.

When he was packing up his things and preparing to go home, there was a person standing at the door of the department office.

Zheng Yi saw him as soon as he raised his head, he was taken aback for a moment, Zheng Yi greeted with a smile: "Yang Yi...what's the matter?"

"Come to apologize to you..." Yang Yi approached: "But you don't have to forgive me."

Zheng Yi smiled and said nothing.

"I am now... in your eyes, a complete dirty thing, right? Actually, you don't have to smile at me - I feel uncomfortable." Yang Yi stopped one or two or three meters away from Zheng, with a calm expression: " When I first contacted you, I may have other thoughts about you... Later, I also set up a plan to punish you-so you hate me, which is right. But I have thought a lot these days, and I have figured it out: I love you Apart from taking advantage of this stupid young master, he actually has a little bit of emotion..."

The "stupid" Mr. Zheng looked blank: "What do you want to say?"

Yang Yi sighed: "I'm not here to confess my love, nor to force you to forgive me. I just want to ask you one thing—delete me in front of me..."

Zheng Yi smiled: "No need."

"We are not in the same department, nor in the same hierarchy, and we will not have any contact at work. If you don't delete me, I won't feel good..." Yang Yi paused, as if he wanted to cry: "After all, I and I Everything you said...even if seven points are false, there are still three points that are true..."

"Okay..." I don't understand the complicated thoughts of these people who always love to go around.Zheng Yidian turned on the phone, found [Lamb] under the list, swipe left, and delete. "look--"

Watching Zheng delete himself from the list, Yang Yi nodded and said, "Then I won't bother...not just me on the list—everyone who has appeared in your life will be deleted." drop..."

Zheng Yi still smiled: "Okay."

Laughing is laughing, Zheng Yi felt quite sour when he saw Yang Yi turn around and walk away - he had reflected on it and regretted it, and that was the punishment he deserved.

But he turned his gaze back to his mobile phone, and the top dialog box had already been replaced by [Chen Gonggong], Zheng Yi pouted again: It’s nothing to worry about. Take your chance!

When Yang Yi lowered his head and turned out the door of the visual department, he bumped into a person—a sportswear bucket bag.

Head up——Chen Gong, the deputy director of the visual department.

Saying "Excuse me", Yang Yi bypassed this man with pressure and walked away.