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After the wedding banquet was over, many people were waiting for taxis at the entrance of the hotel. Lei Meng and Song Sifan retreated when they saw this posture.Anyway, the subway station was not far away. The two of them walked slowly along the road, and the street lights turned on one by one, illuminating the road ahead.

Raymond put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his palms were sweating from tension.His heart was pounding, he had never felt his heart beating so vividly and powerfully, reminding himself how important this person was.

Song Sifan held the bouquet calmly, and the champagne-colored perfumed roses really matched him.As the night wind blows, Lei Meng can occasionally smell the scent of flowers mixed with the scent of men's aftershave.Taking a deep breath greedily, the mixed fragrance penetrates from the nasal cavity to the lungs, this taste is as addictive as smoking drugs.

She looks like a young girl at a lot of age... Lei Meng blushed inexplicably, and felt a little embarrassed.

The two people who bowed their heads and hurried on the road chatted a few words from time to time. Although they were separated by a certain distance, it looked like two people were dating.

Raymond coughed lightly, planning to say something to dispel the awkward atmosphere.

"By the way," Lei Meng touched his nose, expecting Song Sifan's reaction, and said, "I've already decided to go to the project management department."

"Really?" Song Sifan had already received the first-hand news from his teammate Xu Yao, but he still acted in surprise, "So fast?"

"Well, Xu Yao came to talk to me." Lei Meng didn't mention the process of Xu Yao talking to him, and the abnormal phone call at midnight that day.

Lei Meng didn't say anything, and Song Sifan didn't take the initiative to expose it. He walked unhurriedly, and then asked Lei Meng's topic: "Why did you decide to come to the project management department?"

Because of you—of course you can’t say such things, Raymond kicked the stones on the sidewalk to divert his attention, and tried to keep his tone calm: "You know, I originally voted for the project management department, but I just went around It’s just going back in a circle, isn’t it good?”

"I thought you liked the sales department."

"I like it very much." Raymond pushed hard, and the stone rolled all the way to the road. He had to give up and shrugged. "Everyone in the sales department is fine."

"What about the project management department?" Song Sifan looked away from the stone and looked at Lei Meng.

Lei Meng immediately thought of a group of eccentric people headed by Wei Xiao.Although it's been so long, I still feel tight in my chest just thinking about it!The project he worked so hard to pick up was inexplicably disturbed, and he even dug a hole to trick him into jumping in. If Xu Yao hadn't blocked it, maybe he wouldn't be in Zia.

If possible, Raymond really didn't want to be in the same department as them.Although it is Lei Meng's long-cherished wish to do project management, he would rather stay in Zia's sales department, if not...Xu Yao said that.

Later, when he calmed down, he also thought that Xu Yao said that to force him to leave, but Lei Meng couldn't figure out why Xu Yao forced him to leave.His aptitude is still low, not enough to threaten Xu Yao's position in the sales department, and he is usually active and serious in his work, so Xu Yao has no reason to force himself to leave?

If there is no suitable reason, just the act of forcing himself away is enough for him to choose to leave.

But if you leave, you have to face this group of weirdos in the project management department.Raymond had a splitting headache. If it was the past, he would rather resign and walk away than get involved in this muddy water.

But if you leave—

Lei Meng glanced at Song Sifan and found that he was also looking at himself.Under the streetlight, Song Sifan couldn't see clearly, Song Sifan seemed to smile, and Lei Meng quickly turned his eyes away with a red face and a heartbeat.

——I really can’t bear it!

Lei Meng was a little confused. He didn't know if Song Sifan was asking him as a friend or as a boss.

It doesn't matter if it's a friend, but if it's a boss, it will be hard for me if I get the wrong answer.

Thinking of this, Lei Meng made a smirk all over his face: "The project management department is also pretty good!"

Song Sifan paused obviously, staring at Lei Meng without saying a word.

Lei Meng was so stared at him that his whole body was hair-raising, and his usually eloquent teeth seemed to be locked up, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation at all.

Is this the future boss testing himself?Loyalty to the department or what?Although anyone with a bad eye in the project management department can see it, but it's always bad to complain in front of the boss, right?

Lei Meng thought wildly for a long time, until Song Sifan said coldly: "Hehe."

This sentence again? !

Song Sifan said "hehe" to him several times, each time he could become a weapon of mass destruction and block Lei Meng for a long time.

What does this "hehe" mean?Raymond wished he could snatch the bouquet and throw it on the ground, heart!good!tired!

After struggling to reach the subway entrance, Song Sifan and Lei Meng swiped their cards, got off the escalator, and stood on the platform to wait for the subway.

"Uh...it seems to be in the same direction." Raymond looked up at the subway stops, and he was excited for the extra time spent together. "There are a few stations that are the same, and then you get off first..."

"Well, let's go."

When the subway stopped at the platform, Song Sifan reminded Lei Meng: "Be careful where you step."

Although it was past the rush hour, there were still a lot of people on weekends, so the two squeezed in and found a corner.

Song Sifan let Lei Meng lean against the corner, while he stood beside him holding the ring.Holding a bunch of bright and charming bouquets, it is inevitable to get a lot of attention. Song Sifan didn't care, approached Lei Meng, and smiled in the direction of the line of sight. Several girls dressed as students screamed and hurriedly turned their faces away. turn around.

"Hey, they're secretly taking pictures of you." Raymond poked him, feeling a little annoyed secretly.

"Ok, I know."

"Then you don't care?"

"They're not secretly filming me," Song Sifan glanced at him with a smile in his eyes, "They're secretly filming us."

"Ah?" Raymond was stunned, and before he could retract his outstretched fingers, "We? What do you mean? Why are you secretly filming me? The strange thing is that you are okay, and I didn't take any flowers."

Song Sifan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but did not answer him.

Raymond touched his nose again, silently huddled in a corner to reduce his sense of existence, trying to pretend to be a mushroom.

"The stop ahead is Tonghua Road. Passengers who need to get off the bus, please prepare in advance and get off from the left door..."

Lei Meng poked Song Sifan again sullenly: "Hey, get out of the car."

"Yeah." Song Sifan let go of the ring to catch his mischievous finger, so scared that Lei Meng quickly shrank back, turned his head and pretended to look at the crowd in the carriage: "There are so many people, you should squeeze out early, this stop It’s a big station, otherwise it might not be easy to get out later—”

The lights of the subway suddenly went out without warning, and the carriages still in the underground tunnel immediately fell into darkness.

Screams rang out one after another, mixing together and filling the eardrums.It was the first time Lei Meng encountered this situation on the subway, and he opened his eyes blankly, not daring to move.

He couldn't see anything, but he could feel the crowds around him, someone was smashing the window, someone was knocking on the glass window with something hard, someone was trying to open the door, and when he found it couldn't be opened, he was cursing angrily, and there were also the cries of children and parents' whispered comfort.

Without warning, he couldn't feel Song Sifan anymore.

Raymond finally panicked. He tried his best to smell the thin fragrance of flowers in the air, and tried to go there.

As soon as he moved, someone grabbed him, and a familiar voice rang in his ears: "Don't move."

Lei Meng felt at ease, and subconsciously said, "Flowers..."

"I was accidentally squeezed out just now, don't worry about it, be careful of the danger of stepping on it."

"Hmm..." There was reassuring warmth coming from the place where Song Sifan's fingers grabbed, and no one saw it anyway, Lei Meng quietly moved towards Song Sifan's direction.

Song Sifan felt his movement and let go of his hand in coordination.The warm fingers withdrew, and just as Lei Meng was about to regret, a hot body stuck up unexpectedly.

Song Sifan hugged him, put his head on his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

The breath of temperature and humidity touched Raymond's ears, spread along the nerves throughout his body, and the small flame in his heart was blown into oxygen, roasting Raymond's outside scorched and tender inside like a prairie fire.

He stammered, "No, no, no, I'm not afraid..."

Then he heard Song Sifan laughing in a low voice, and the laughter sounded especially clear in the dark. He imagined Song Sifan's Adam's apple rolling, and couldn't help swallowing.

This posture was maintained until the temperature of Song Sifan and Lei Meng's body merged into one. In fact, it was only a few minutes, but Lei Meng felt like a whole century had passed.

The elevator was powered on again, and the sudden strong light hurt Raymond's eyes, which had already adapted to the darkness, and he closed them subconsciously.

The subway restarted, stopped after a while, and the radio announced the station again, this time it really arrived.

Raymond blinked slowly, a thin layer of mist appeared in his eyes, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly.

Song Sifan also let go of him at the right time. Before retreating in his arms, Lei Meng heard him leaning into his ear and said softly: "I know what you think in your heart, but you still came. Thank you."

Song Sifan's departure also took away all the warmth from Lei Meng's body.The car door opened, and the crowd began to rush outside frantically.

Lei Meng raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes vigorously. When he looked up again, the person in front of him had long since disappeared. He turned his head quickly, looking for Song Sifan's figure.

Tonghua Station was crowded with people, and the carriages were filled up in no time.The car door closed automatically, and the subway started to bring up a gust of wind, which made his heart flutter.

The author has something to say: I dare not go to Jinjiang every time I break an update, because I am afraid of facing the readers... I will say the ostrich mentality?

#An author who is as cowardly as the protagonist#