God doesn't need to hang up

In a dark space, Wang Chen could feel Cheng Haoyang staring at him, suddenly, "pop", the light came back again, Wang Chen blinked his eyes, his breathing was very rapid, he didn't dare to look up at the man standing in front of him. Cheng Haoyang, full of thoughts, blurted out: "I'm going to take a shower first!" Then he turned around and fled in despair.

Cheng Haoyang turned sideways, looked at Wang Chen's fleeing back calmly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a borrower who was sure of winning, and said: "Wang Chen, running away will not solve the problem."

When he was about to go to bed at night, Wang Chen took advantage of Cheng Haoyang's time to take a bath, and started rummaging through the cabinets. He managed to find a new set of quilts in the cabinet, so he ran out of Cheng Haoyang's bathroom and hammered the door angrily, "Cheng Haoyang, you big... son!"

Cheng Haoyang in the bathroom was puzzled, but when he came out of the shower, Wang Chen had already locked the door of his room tightly. After thinking about what he probably knew, he stood at the door dumbfounded and knocked on the door, saying: "Then The quilt has not been used for a long time, and it is moldy."

"It's okay, I like it." Wang Chen roared through the door.

Cheng Haoyang was helpless, stood at the door for a while, had no choice but to leave with a smile, Wang Chen was inside the door, quietly listening to the sound of Cheng Haoyang leaving, then suddenly took a breath, and lay down on the bed like a big character.

The next day, when Wang Chen was woken up by the long-lost cell phone ringtone, the sun outside the window had already risen high. Wang Chen got up slowly, brushed his teeth and washed his face. What's the matter with the sense of disobedience that has been there since I woke up? Cheng Haoyang has never appeared!

In the past mornings, Cheng Haoyang would wake Wang Chen up, and then the two of them would brush their teeth and wash their faces, buy some breakfast on the way, and go to the company together.

But today, Wang Chen got up by himself, he woke up suddenly, glanced at the time, this glance scared him to the point of peeing, hurriedly changed his clothes, and rushed out of the house.

It was only 10 minutes before work time. This was the first time Wang Chen encountered such a situation. He ran out of the house in a panic, ran more than 400 meters to the nearest bus stop, got on the bus, transferred to the subway, and waited for him to hurry. When he rushed into the company's elevator, he was already half an hour late, magnificently.

Wang Chen's company held a routine summary meeting on Monday morning. At this moment, Wang Chen sneaked into the office with a blushing face, and all the members in the room subconsciously looked at this unlucky latecomer. When it comes to official business, it is absolutely ruthless and paralyzed. Wang Chen is so brave to be late on Monday, and he has been late for so long. To be honest, when everyone present sees Cheng Haoyang, who is frowning and slightly dark-faced, he will be shocked. Silently lit a candle for Wang Chen.

Wang Chen was also terrified in his heart. Cheng Haoyang was absolutely clear about rewards and punishments in his official affairs, and he really didn't know how he would be punished later. Thinking about it made him depressed.

Slandering like this, suddenly a voice rang in his ear, Cheng Haoyang leaned back in his chair, looked at Wang Chen leisurely, and said: "Wang Chen, tell me what are the advantages and disadvantages of Song Qiying's plan just now."

Wang Chen stood up subconsciously, but his mind was blank. He has been immersed in his own troubles since he entered the door, and he didn't listen to what the person said. In the past, everyone left after finishing talking. Why is there no reason today? There is an extra spot check.

It was obvious that Cheng Haoyang was aiming at Wang Chen. Everyone present with an online IQ could get this point. It's okay for Wang Chen to answer well.

"Sorry, I didn't hear much just now..." Wang Chen spoke with difficulty, his voice was as low as that of a mosquito, and his face was flushed.

Cheng Haoyang frowned, and interrupted impatiently, "Then sit down."

...Wang Chen, who had two lines of wide tears streaming down his heart, was heartbroken.

Sure enough, before the meeting ended and the descendants hadn't left, Cheng Haoyang ordered lightly, "Wang Chen will come to my office later."

The colleagues standing beside him silently gave Wang Chen an encouraging look. Zhao Xiaoxing approached Wang Chen and said in a low voice, "It's okay to be scolded."

Well, Wang Chen replied in his heart, and went to Cheng Haoyang's office alone with his head downcast.

He slowly pushed open the office door, stood in front of Cheng Haoyang's desk with great anxiety, and waited for a storm of criticism. Cheng Haoyang sat behind the desk and looked up at the tense Wang Chen, his expression still not slowing down. , The atmosphere in the room was very tense for a while.

This kind of silence that almost made people anxious lasted for a while, then Cheng Haoyang stood up, walked to Wang Chen's side, leaned his butt against the desk, and said slowly, "Wang Chen..."

Wang Chen couldn't help but tighten his lips, thinking that Cheng Haoyang could quickly finish scolding him and leave.

"Did you miss me?" Cheng Haoyang continued to receive it slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Chen felt that his heartbeat almost stopped. He looked at someone close in front of him with a dazed face, and opened his mouth wide, "Huh?"

However, a certain person seemed not to be aware of Wang Chen's doubts, and slowly smiled, with a voice as gentle as a lover's murmur, "I miss you."

Wang Chen stared at Cheng Haoyang dumbfounded, and after a while, said: "Oh."

"You can't blame me for being late today, I've been knocking on your door for a long time, but you still haven't woken up." Cheng Haoyang explained what happened in the morning with some apology, "Look, if we slept in the same bed, you wouldn't be late today Yet?"

The corner of Wang Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he said stiffly, "It's all right, I don't blame you."

Cheng Haoyang nodded in satisfaction, and said: "That's good, by the way, wait for me at noon, don't rush to eat."

Surviving from death, happiness came too suddenly, Wang Chen still looked a little dazed, and he agreed docilely, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Well, let's go to work."

"Goodbye~"

Wang Chen returned to his office, and when his colleagues saw him coming back, they smiled and advised him to "don't take it seriously". Wang Chen wiped off his cold sweat and accepted the comfort of his colleagues with a guilty conscience.

At noon, Cheng Haoyang came to Wang Chen's office as scheduled, drove the car, and the two of them came to a quiet Cantonese restaurant. Because the restaurant was located in a remote place, there were not many customers. The meaning of tranquility.

Wang Chen didn't ask any further questions, and the two ordered meals tacitly, and ate.

"Try their Laohuo Soup, which contains pigeons and is very sweet." Cheng Haoyang scooped a bowl of clear soup from a ceramic pot and handed it to Wang Chen.

Although he had heard about it, it was the first time for Wang Chen to drink this kind of clear soup that had been boiled for several hours. He tasted it curiously, and he was really full of praise.

Cheng Haoyang looked at Wang Chen eating with gusto with satisfaction, his eyes were full of smiles, against the bright sunlight outside the window, his tenderness made people blush and heartbeat.

Wang Chen is very puzzled and should eat and drink, completely wasting the friendship of the people around him.

After eating, Wang Chen proudly took out his wallet, "Let me pay the bill!"

Cheng Haoyang tilted his head and accepted it bluntly.