Senior is my fake wife

After the meeting, Fu Qiong and Liao Xin walked together, and everyone looked listless.

"I think it's a real thing... Speaking of which, every time a newcomer comes, they can still say 'Chengli can play games at work', which sounds beautiful, but in fact, how is it different from the summer assignments in middle school??" Liao Xin sighed He breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm so pissed off, can this kind of data analysis not be piled up on our humble visual output team."

"Be content." Fu Qiong said, "It's still a long overtime."

"That's right." Liao Xin nodded, "But thinking about it, it's even more humble for us to do this for the sake of working overtime."

The two of them returned to their seats, and Liao Xin leaned over to see him: "Are you working overtime today?"

"Add..." Fu Qiong said

Annie just returned to her seat, sat down and asked Fu Qiong: "What are your thoughts on this meeting."

"..." Fu Qiong stuck out her tongue, "Nervous."

"Hongyi's new version update this year has been released and warmed up since the beginning of the year, but they are the most shrewd to say half and do half, and they haven't even revealed anything from the media. The way of tantalizing people's appetite is actually risky. Yes." Annie propped her head on her hands, and looked around at a group of team members who were a little overwhelmed after the meeting, "Their team's confidence in this project is really beyond my belief."

Annie sighed, and put the pen on the table: "Actually, you must know Hongyi's biggest breakthrough this time."

"Well." Liao Xin said, "I outsourced a well-known domestic painting team to make the figure design, but I didn't reveal who it was, and I kept my appetite."

"It's really smart." Annie sighed again, "The characteristics of Hongyi have always been their impeccable story script and huge world view. Before that, art vision has always been their shortcoming."

"This time it's a breakthrough?" Liao Xin looked at Fu Qiong, "Forget it, the more you talk, the more you look forward to it, what's the matter?"

"We'll know when the game goes live." Annie said, "In short, get ready to work overtime."

After a while, someone came to deliver something: "Is Fu Qiong from your department here?"

"Yes." Fu Qiong stood up and walked to the door.

"Oh, someone gave it to you." The front desk said.

"What is this?" Fu Qiong asked inexplicably.

The front desk gave him something: "It seems to be a delivery of flowers."

Of course Fu Qiong saw the shape, it was a flower.

There is a thin vase on his table, and he will occasionally put some flowers in it. This week's flowers have not been selected yet, this time...

Fu Qiong opened it, and it was a white hyacinth with some fresh drops of water on it.He took out the flowered card, the blank one had nothing on it.

"The flowers you ordered are so pretty." Liao Xin leaned over and gossiped.

Fu Qiong let out an "ah". He usually buys flowers and puts them on the table. Other male colleagues will look strange and out of place on the table. Fu Qiong is different. Every time he looks up from behind the flowers, he looks up. With a soft halo filter.So after getting to know each other, some people would take the initiative to put beautiful flowers and plants near his desk.

So who sent this?

Fu Qiong arranged the flowers and sent them to the circle of friends to find the owner. The accompanying text was:

——?

Someone below praised the beauty of the flower for a long time, but no one came to claim it. Even so, Fu Qiong slightly guessed whose masterpiece it was, it was so old-fashioned and inexplicable.

So, out of politeness, he sent the picture to Sui Zhen and asked: ——thank you?

Sui Zhen ignored him for a long time this time, and Fu Qiong once thought that she had guessed wrong.

Fu Qiong didn't receive his reply until he was about to leave work: ——You're welcome, as long as you like it.

Fu Qiong was completely shocked.

viburnu:

—is it really you?

Sui Zhen didn't answer his words, but asked him:

- Are you off work?

Fu Qiong put the pen back in place, not knowing what to do with him:

--not yet.

Sui Zhen replied to him:

—Okay, go home early after get off work.

Then there was no message back.

Fu Qiong: "??"

He didn't expect this inexplicable thing to continue.

Although after entering the winter, Fu Qiong's mind can no longer accommodate any other things because of work. She is busy with various software every day, and falls asleep when she gets home. Even at noon, she can't remember whether she had breakfast or not. To such an extent, after being abused by the master and the United States, being abused by planning, changing n plans in a day can be completely overturned.

But he will still feel the subtle changes around him.

Even in winter, there are fresh flowers every week. He doesn't have to buy them himself, they will be sent to the office and come to his desk. Sometimes Fu Qiong will share a share and put it in his room if he buys a lot.

Occasionally there is a breakfast or two, or afternoon tea, with milk and yoghurt.Fu Qiong sent a red envelope to Sui Zhen when he received it, and Sui Zhen refused to accept it. Later, he was really embarrassed and sent a WeChat message to Sui Zhen:

— Please don’t buy me anything.

Sui Zhen ignored him.

Fu Qiong pulled out the phone number she hadn't called in several years from her address book, and pressed it tremblingly. After a while, the phone rang for a long time, and was finally answered.

"Hello." The other party seemed to be still sleeping, talking muffled.

Fu Qiong remembered that he had a serious feeling of waking up, so he turned a corner when he spoke, and said, "Are you sleeping? Did I wake you up?"

"No." Sui Zhen said, "I was working overtime yesterday, so I didn't see the message."

Fu Qiong was surprised: "Did you buy me milk and cake again? How did you buy it before you got up?"

"It was booked last night." Sui Zhen said, "I knew I would oversleep."

"You..." Fu Qiong didn't know what to say, "Can you stop buying it for me, and you won't accept the red envelope."

"You always forget to eat." Sui Zhen said.

This is true.

Sometimes I don’t eat dinner, and I’m so hungry that I want to die before I go home at night. The cafeteria has been closed long ago, and I want to go home hungry to see if the supermarket downstairs is closed to try my luck. At this time, when he opened the refrigerator in the company, he could still see Sui Zhen ordered milk and small cakes for him in the morning, so he took them out as a life-saving food pad.

"Thank you." Fu Qiong said, "Since you don't accept money, why don't I...I'll send you something too."

"No need." Sui Zhen sighed, "Are you going to work overtime today?"

"En." Fu Qiong responded.

"Okay, pay attention to rest." Sui Zhen said, "I will continue to sleep."

"..." Fu Qiong heard the phone hang up.

Isn't it, inexplicable? !

Sui Zhen did not forcefully invade his life.

And this kind of occasional care and warmth made Fu Qiong not know what to do. Later, Fu Qiong thought that she had a clear conscience anyway, so she took the initiative to make an appointment with Sui Zhen. In the end, the master said that she really had nothing in the past few months. Empty, wait until the Chinese New Year.

Fu Qiong couldn't figure it out, what on earth was he doing! ?What deceptive behavior is this!

……

"It's playing hard to get." Bai Qin resolutely said, "This guy started his fucking game again. He hangs you to make you feel guilty, and he doesn't allow you to contact other people. I'm so mad, don't trust him!"

Fu Qiong sipped the milk, scalded the mutton in her hands, and lowered her eyes: "I just can't figure it out."

"There are so many things that I can't figure out." Bai Qin said, "He won't really take a fancy to you, he just thinks it's good for you to live without him for a few years, and he can't find his sense of existence all at once. gone."

With an indignant expression on his face, Bai Qin gobbled it up and said, "Scumbag!"

Fu Qiong nodded, feeling that Bai Qin was right.

It is impossible for Sui Zhen to really like him, Fu Qiong still has this self-knowledge.

"Speaking of which, do you play online games?" Fu Qiong asked Bai Qin.

"I don't play much, I love console games." Bai Qin said.

"Based on this alone, why didn't you and Sui Zhen become friends before." Fu Qiong said, "Maybe if you give each of you a handle, you will be reconciled as before."

Bai Qin laughed angrily and said, "You didn't tell me back then that our relationship was tense. Think for yourself, is it all due to you?"

Fu Qiong answered honestly: "...Yes."

"Of course, it's probably [-]% because he's sick. The main reason is that he's sick." Bai Qin said, "So online games... what kind of online games? Is it from your company?"

"No." Fu Qiong said, "The server will open at [-] o'clock tonight, and our company asked us to write a review...Everyone, write a review...I am a humble painter, and I am asked to play games with pay."

"Does your boss think that you are out of space on weekdays, so I will give you some spiritual civilization construction." Bai Qin said.

"That's why the hatred from the upper class came to us..." Fu Qiong said, "I have to go back and study the game. If I don't understand something, I will look for you. You are an Internet addicted teenager by my side."

"Okay." Bai Qin nodded, but after thinking about it, he was wrong, "Who is a teenager with an Internet addiction?"

Fu Qiong went back to her residence at night, sent Sui Zhen a WeChat message, asking when he would be free, and then turned on the computer.

The game "Feng Mo" was launched the year before last, which was almost the year Fu Qiong graduated.In fact, it was not too shocking at the beginning...

However, in the past few years, because Fu Qiong has faced a large amount of targeted data analysis, she has a clear understanding of it.

It's just that I haven't played it for a day, but I know all the skills and stories of his martial arts... It's the same as my crush on the other party.

Fu Qiong finished downloading the installation package, waited for it to open the server, and waited in line for a while before logging into the game.He created a female account for himself, and there is no special purpose, purely because he thinks that female models in this game are much more pleasing to the eye than male models.

The plot and map of the new sect can make Fu Qiong clearly feel different from others.The production of the whole scene can feel that it took a lot of effort.

After opening the server, their work group has started swiping the screen without stopping, like an online game studio.Soon, their work group was maxed out:

— Lost, lost, lost.

——Sure enough, the outsourced team makes the character design and field design different, and the feeling of the whole game has changed!

——Fuck, this is better than wool, I have only played for 10 minutes, and I have already infiltrated the grand plot and worldview of the entire version, this time Hongyi is so awesome.

Fu Qiong was attracted after completing a few tasks.

The upgrade task is not boring, it is very playable, and the modeling of the important NC is very careful, if he is a player, he will really feel that it is worth waiting.

He played from night until four o'clock in the morning, and finished the last mission to upgrade the main storyline. In the end, the lover of Mrs. Yuejiang, who was in charge, died in the heavy snow on a snowy night. Only white flowers in a pool of blood on the snow are left.

He got a quest prop, which was an ornament, a small white hydrangea-like flower that could be placed on his weapon, dangling very cutely.

Fu Qiong's character is a young girl, her weapon is a sword, and a white pendant is very suitable.

Right-clicking with the mouse, he can see the story description of this pendant.

——"The snow is like viburnum paving the ground, and the moon is like a precious mirror in the sky", Mrs. Yuejiang murmured while holding the flowers she found from Mo Luotuo's arms.

A little melancholy.

Fu Qiong felt that this story contained the shadow of too many bloody stories throughout the ages. It was a fairly classic tragedy, but with the soundtrack and the whole grand scene, it was sad and desolate, and it was rendered too well.

His teenage character puts away her sword and stands on the snow field.

Fu Qiong stretched out facing the computer screen and decided to go to bed.

He lay back on the bed, and the exhaustion from suffering for so long slowly crept up his body. He fell asleep with his head on his side. His dream was full of white snow, and when he looked closely, he found that it was the falling viburnum.

The next day, he slept until the afternoon, luckily it was the weekend.

He felt his phone vibrate, and Fu Qiong picked it up in a daze.

"Hello?" Sui Zhen seemed to pick it up in a quiet place, "Aren't you up yet?"

"No." Fu Qiong said, "What's wrong."

"I saw the message you sent me... I've been a little busy recently, so I didn't have time to reply." Sui Zhen said.

"Oh." Fu Qiong said, "It's okay to have a meal? I'll just talk to you a few words."

Sui Zhen thought for a while and said, "Then will you work overtime next Friday night?"

"Next Friday, it's so far away." Fu Qiong said, "I don't know."

"I'll treat you to dinner and watch a movie." Sui Zhen said.

"Movies? Movies are just..."

"I haven't watched it for a long time." Sui Zhen's tone softened, "Just this time."

Fu Qiong didn't know how to refuse: "Okay then, but you are not allowed to invite me, I invite you..."

Sui Zhen still wanted to speak, but Fu Qiong said: "No rebuttal!"

"Then I'll pick you up." Sui Zhen said.

It has been more than two months since the last time I saw Sui Zhen, and it was still at eleven o'clock.