Sorry for pinching the wrong person

Explosive pain from the left eye swept across the whole body in an instant, and Zhang Jianyang bent down in pain.After the momentary pain passed, the burning sensation in his eyes made him dare not open them, so he just covered them with his hands.

"Are you okay?" Zou Yan stepped forward to support him, his tone a little eager.

"What's wrong?" The project leader has not yet realized what happened.

"It's okay, just a little accident." Zhang Jianyang covered his eyes and said to him, it was because he was standing in a dangerous position, so no one else was to blame.

Zou Yan carefully pulled his fingers away and checked.

"Follow me to the hospital immediately." Zou Yan pulled him and walked out.

"It doesn't hurt much now, it shouldn't be very serious. Don't you need to go to the hospital?" Zhang Jianyang said nonchalantly, fearing that the person in charge would feel unnecessary guilt.

Zou Yan shook his head, pulled his wrist without any explanation and got on the elevator.Seeing his serious expression, Zhang Jianyang was a little dazed. He wondered if his eyes hurt his fingers. It was obvious that he was injured. Why was he angry?

While waiting for Zou Yan to get the car, Zhang Jianyang turned on the camera of his mobile phone and observed his eyes.The pain has eased, and he saw a small bright red mark under the eyeball through the camera, and he suddenly became a little nervous.

Behind him, Zou Yan honked the horn to signal him to get in the car, and was talking with his mobile phone in his hand: "Will, are you in the hospital? I have something to ask you to see."

Zou Yan remained silent after making the phone call. Zhang Jianyang sat in the back seat and could only see his serious side face. For some reason, he was afraid to talk to him.

Hey, he has nothing to do to read some drafts, and now not only is he hurt, but also makes people unhappy for no reason.

When the doctor examined him, the pain in his eyes had completely dissipated, but there was still some fiery foreign body sensation.

"It's just a mild contusion, a small area of ​​subconjunctival hemorrhage, nothing serious. Prescribe some medicine first, and let me have a look after a week. If it doesn't spread, you can apply hot compresses to remove the bruise."

"Is there anything he needs to pay attention to?" Zou Yan, who was silent all the way, asked.

"Avoid spicy tobacco and alcohol, don't do strenuous exercise, and be careful not to touch it again, usually you'll be fine. If there is any change, please call me at any time." The doctor seriously instructed Zhang Jianyang, raised his head and blinked at Zou Yan, and said with a smile: "Why, Mr. Zou, it's rare that there is someone who makes you so nervous. Why don't you introduce him?"

Zou Yan's expression finally calmed down: "This is Mr. Jian's name, Zhang Jianyang." He pointed at the doctor casually, "My old friend and personal doctor, Ren Qingping."

"Thank you, Doctor Ren." Zhang Jianyang smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Ren Qingping's. He felt that Ren Qingping had the temperament of spring wind and rain, and he was easy to get close to.

"You're welcome. Feel free to find me if you need anything in the future. Of course, I hope you won't have a chance to find me."

Zhang Jianyang smiled, and his tense mood relaxed a lot.

"I'll help you get the medicine. Our head nurse doesn't seem very happy today, so I won't bother her during meal time." After speaking, she stretched and walked out.

"I'll just say it's all right." Zhang Jianyang looked at his eyes with a mirror against the window, except that his eyes were a little red and there were tears in his eyes, he looked the same as usual.

His light was quickly blocked by a figure, Zou Yan walked up to him, bowed and held his face, checking the blood red in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, does it still hurt?" Zou Yan asked in a low voice.

Faced with his sudden closeness, Zhang Jianyang's body was a little stiff, and he said with a stiff neck: "No need to apologize, it's not your fault, it's just an accident. Besides, it only hurt a bit, and there was no major damage."

Zou Yan shook his head and stroked the skin under his eyes with his thumb: "It's my fault. I knew the danger behind the door and let you stay."

"Really, really, it's really just an accident." Zhang Jianyang lowered his eyes, he didn't know why Zou Yan cared so much, his heart beat a little fast, and he didn't dare to look at Zou Yan.

"I'll pay attention in the future." Zou Yan let go of him and said something inexplicably.

When they took the medicine out, it was already past meal time, and the two of them looked for a place to eat, and Zou Yan sent Zhang Jianyang home.

The car was parked in the yard of Zhang Jianyang's house, Zou Yan took the medicine box that had already been sorted and handed it to Zhang Jianyang: "Don't go in the afternoon, have a good rest, and take the medicine on time."

Zhang Jianyang stood on the stairs and looked at this tall man, hesitant to speak.

What happened today was a bit too unreal. The sun was shining in the afternoon, and the dazzling light shone on his face through the car window. He suddenly felt a sense of wandering in a dream.

"Then...then..." Zhang Jianyang hesitated several times, but Zhang Jianyang still couldn't remember what he wanted to say.

"The doctor said that you can't exercise vigorously recently, so you still have time to think about it, so don't worry." Zou Yan looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Jianyang also laughed, stepped forward, pretended to straighten his tie, raised his eyes and said, "I will think about it carefully."

In fact, he had already thought it over clearly, how could he let go of such a high-quality and gentle bed partner.

As soon as Zhang Jianyang opened the door of his house, he saw Ms. Su, who had returned from a trip, coming down the stairs in home clothes.He lay limp on the sofa, and greeted his mother: "Why don't you let me know when you come back?"

"To see if you are going to work well." Ms. Su sat down on his lap, "I really caught you. You dared to leave early on the first day at work."

"Your son is so pitiful, he suffered a work-related injury." Zhang Jianyang opened his eyes and asked her to check his injury.

Ms. Su glanced at him, patted his head without sincerity and said, "Keep warm and drink plenty of hot water." She got up and walked into the kitchen, and finally turned around and said, "Remember to go to work on time tomorrow."

So Zhang Jianyang had to sit in Xingyan for a few days despite the discomfort in his eyes and complicated emotions.

"How's the eye?" Zou Yan walked up to Zhang Jianyang and bent down to check his left eye.

Zhang Jianyang opened his eyes and showed him: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that the congestion hasn't completely subsided."

Zou Yan took his hand away, "Don't touch it indiscriminately, in case of infection. Have you taken your medicine on time?"

"Take the medicine on time and avoid taking the medicine and have a good rest." Zhang Jianyang said helplessly.

This scene, this conversation, has been repeated for days.

Since his eye was injured, Zou Yan would come up to see how his eye is recovering as long as there is nothing wrong.Zhang Jianyang wondered, did Zou Yan have such a personality that easily blamed himself?

His little bruise had almost dissipated within a week. There was really no need to visit him every day for such a small injury.

As soon as Zou Yan came up, the employees were trembling, just like the students in the self-study class who were guarding against the teacher's inspection, looking at him full of resentment.

blame me? !

A few days later, the employees looked at him more and more strangely. Zhang Jianyang felt that he needed to have a good talk with Zou Yan.

At noon that day, without waiting for Zou Yan to come up, Zhang Jianyang went downstairs and knocked on the door of his office.Zou Yan was talking on the phone in English when he opened the door, so he pulled him to the sofa by the window and motioned him to wait a moment.

After a long phone call, Zhang Jianyang was bored watching the changing light and shadow by the window, listening to Zou Yan's gentle and low voice, and unknowingly fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

When he woke up, he found that he was no longer on the sofa, but was transferred to a lounge.The light in the room was dim, and he slept a little dazedly. He didn't have time to think about the current situation, so he just wanted to stay in bed with peace of mind.

"Are you awake?" Zou Yan's voice suddenly came from his ear.

Zhang Jianyang was startled, turned around and looked to the side, a figure could be vaguely seen walking towards him in the darkness.

Zhang Jianyang sat up immediately, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep."

Zou Yan smiled: "Are you so assured of everyone?"

Zhang Jianyang thought to himself, then why don't you show me the dangerous one.

But of course he couldn't answer that way, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, I came to you to tell you that my eyesight has almost recovered. Mr. Zou is so busy, there is no need to visit me again with a little injury."

"Sorry, did I bother you?" Zou Yan asked.

"That's not true. It's not your fault at all. I'm a little embarrassed to make you so nervous."

"If I had let you come out from behind the door that day, this accident would not have happened."

"No, hey, why do you just don't understand? I was the one who stood there first..." Seeing that he couldn't explain it to him, Zhang Jianyang was a little anxious. A decisive person in the business field, he was so entangled in such a trivial matter. unclear.

It seems that if you don't get a little ruthless, you can't cure him.

"Well... If you still feel guilty, then you can give me a kiss as compensation, and you'll be clear." Zhang Jianyang looked at Zou Yan with some complacency, but unfortunately the light was too dark to see his expression clearly.

After all, finding a bed partner is different from finding a lover. Zhang Jianyang's request is too intimate, and in their "quasi-friend/friend" relationship, it has crossed the line.

Zhang Jianyang enjoyed the pleasure/feeling of defeating others for a few seconds, and just as he was about to find a step for Zou Yan, his jaw was suddenly pinched.

In the darkness, a warm breath attached to his face, and a light kiss fell to his left eye.

Zou Yan whispered in his ear in a coaxing tone, "Okay, okay, one kiss won't hurt."

Zhang Jianyang felt that the pores all over his body were exploding, and he stood there in a daze at a loss, not even noticing when Zou Yan let go of him and opened the curtains.

The place touched by Zou Yan felt strangely numb, like the popping candy he ate when he was a child, bouncing violently on his skin and crackling in his heart.