The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Shen Heqiu was disturbed by Jiang Zhengbo's voice.

The other party's speech speed is relatively fast, and o is relatively slow. Hearing Jiang Zhengbo's questioning, he hurriedly answered: "I'm listening."

Jiang Zhengbo pinched his phone, thinking that there might be something wrong with his ears.

When did Yi Sheng's voice become so soft and waxy, like a piece of milk cake?

"You, hello?" Little Nai Gao spoke softly.

Jiang Zhengbo: ...

Being so polite, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible to be that old dog Yi Sheng.

Could it be the starlet he mentioned earlier?

Jiang Zhengbo reacted quickly, and asked aloud while thinking: "Who are you?"

"It's Shen Heqiu." Shen Heqiu replied obediently and softly.

o After finishing speaking, he remembered that this person was looking for Mr. Yi, and stammered, "Mr. Yi is cooking noodles in the kitchen, do you want, do you want him to answer the phone?"

Cook noodles?Is it Yi Sheng?

Jiang Zhengbo wanted to ask a few more questions, but the group of old men in the meeting room finally finished their quarrel and were anxious to resume the meeting.

o could only let go of his thoughts and said hastily: "No need."

"Please tell me that if the problem becomes serious now, then follow the previous method first."

After Jiang Zhengbo finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"He Qiu." Yi Sheng's deep voice came from the kitchen.

"The noodles are ready, let's eat."

Shen Heqiu put down the phone in a panic, and ran to eat noodles obediently.

"Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi, I just had a call..." Shen Heqiu hesitated for a moment, and then told Jiang Zhengbo all about it.

"Yes." Yi Sheng responded, "Understood."

o put the noodle bowl in front of Shen Heqiu, and looked up at Shen Heqiu.

The children probably didn't understand this story, so they looked dazed, and probably didn't hear anything they shouldn't hear.

"Tired of waiting?" Yi Sheng saw that Shen Heqiu was staring down at the noodles in the bowl, eating absent-mindedly, looking in a bad mood, and asked, "Is it because my cooked noodles are not tasty?"

Shen Heqiu raised his head, Yi Sheng's dark pupils were filled with light, looking gentle and tender, looking at o intently.

"...No." Shen Heqiu lowered his head and said softly, "It's delicious."

o I'm just still thinking about what I said on the phone just now.

o I have always been slow. If I want to understand so many things at once, it takes time to sort them out slowly.

"That's good." Yi Cheng smiled, "I'm not very good at Chinese cuisine, I'm afraid it will be unpalatable and you don't want to eat it."

"Go to bed after eating, your face doesn't look very good, pay attention to rest."

The chopsticks in Shen Heqiu's hands stopped, and O pursed his lips.

Pay attention to rest...

Although he doesn't understand much, o also knows that it is Mr. Yi who needs to rest more now.

The noodles were warm and warm when swallowed, but Shen and Qiu felt a little uncomfortable.

What the psychiatrist said on the phone, o wants to understand a little bit, Mr. Yi's insomnia has become more and more serious recently, and it will probably get worse if he doesn't rest.

Mr. Yi needs a good rest.

o opened his mouth, but still couldn't speak.

The noodles are finished.

Yi Sheng stood up, packed the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, and when he came out, he saw Shen and Qiu sitting at the dining table, as if in a daze.

"He Qiu, why are you still sitting here?"

Shen Heqiu came back to his senses and hurriedly shook his head: "Go to sleep."

Shen Heqiu stood up abruptly, ran upstairs, returned to the bedroom, and sat on the bed with their knees hugged.

The night light by the bed was shining warmly, but his heart was heavy.

o Is it too useless? o Don’t help Mr. Buyi at all.

The tip of Shen Heqiu's nose felt sour, and he took a few breaths lightly.

The psychiatrist said that o's singing could help Mr. Yi.

But he can't sing anymore, so he can't sing for others anymore.

If o can do a little more, and be more powerful...

Shen Heqiu thought sourly, O wanted Mr. Yi to stop his insomnia, but he couldn't sing a song, and he couldn't think of other ways.

At the last moment of falling asleep, these thoughts were still circling in Shen Heqiu's mind.

o still too useless...

Shen Heqiu continued to recuperate at home for a few days, and returned to work in the coffee shop after returning to normal.

"Brother Xiaoqiu?" The little girl from the coffee shop greeted him pleasantly, "You're back!"

"It's been a long time since I saw you. Although the store manager said that you were on sick leave, I'm still worried that you won't come here in the future..." the little girl mumbled.

"Ah, Puff—!"

The snow-white and soft-haired kitten popped out from the corner, crawled along Shen Heqiu's trousers, quickly occupied the shoulders, and licked the side of Shen Heqiu's face affectionately and clingingly.

Shen Heqiu's cheeks hurt slightly from being licked by the barb of the cat's tongue: "... puffs."

o Reluctantly blocked it with his hand, fished the little milk cat on his shoulder into his arms and hugged: "Don't lick it, it hurts a bit."

The little girl looked at Shen Heqiu's slightly pale face, and was a little worried: "Brother Xiaoqiu, is your illness still not cured, and your complexion is a little pale."

Shen Heqiu touched his face, pursed his lips and smiled a little: "It's ready."

The pale complexion is probably because he hasn't slept much recently.

Since o stopped using antidepressants without authorization, the state of less sleep and light sleep has become more and more frequent.

Because of this, o often wakes up in the middle of the night and always finds that the light in the study is on.

Once the door of the study room was not closed tightly, and o saw Mr. Yi sitting in the study room with his own eyes, and probably stayed up all night.

Shen Heqiu lowered his eyelashes, and there was a faint gloomy look between his brows and eyes.

Although I haven't played the piano for a while, the countless repetitions before have become muscle memory. As long as I sit in front of the piano, my fingers will move by themselves.

Even if the player is a little distracted today.

After finishing playing the piano, Shen and Qiu wanted to go to the parking lot from the side door of the coffee shop as before.

o As soon as he opened the side door, someone grabbed his wrist.

"Heqiu." The man's voice was unhurried, deep and mellow, and when it rang in the ear, it was like a whisper, making one's ears numb.

Shen Heqiu turned around: "Mr. Yi...?"

Why is Mr. Yi here?

Yi Cheng saw Shen Heqiu's surprise and confusion, the corners of his flattened lips were slightly raised, his eyelids were drooping, and his eyes were soft: "Come to pick you up."

What happened before made him feel uneasy, and it would be more at ease to pick him up in person.

Shen Heqiu's eyes subconsciously fell on Yi Sheng's face.

Mr. Yi's complexion looks terrible...

o can notice the bloodshot and tired eyes in those eyes, and even the smile is haggard and tired.

Although Mr. Yi looked the same as usual, his brows were still gentle and calm, but o's exhaustion showed traces in the details.

"What's the matter?" Yi Cheng's eyes were puzzled, he stood in front of the car, and opened the car door for Shen and Qiu.

Shen Heqiu pinched their fingertips awkwardly. O was afraid of communicating with others, so they couldn't always grasp the scale of conversations with o people. They didn't know what kind of questions were beyond the distance and what questions could be asked.

But Mr. Yi seems to be getting worse and worse. Every time o sees Mr. Yi so tired, he feels uncomfortable and his eyes are sore.

Shen Heqiu couldn't hold back, and asked eagerly: "You, you look so tired..."

o The rhythm of breathing was out of order, and the eye sockets were also flushed.

Yi Cheng was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled gently: "Let's talk about it when we get to the car."

In the seasons of late spring and early summer, the weather is gradually getting hotter, and the air conditioner is turned on in the car to dispel the stuffy heat in the closed space.

Yi Sheng sat in the car, took off his suit jacket and put it aside.

The nerves in his head, which were only aching, began to ache gradually, but he suppressed his discomfort and didn't show it on his face.

o has never been a person who likes to show weakness.

"Does it look tired?" Yi Sheng asked, repeating Shen Heqiu's question just now.

Shen Heqiu hesitated for a moment, but nodded obediently.

o has never been very good at lying, as long as someone throws a question, o will answer it bluntly.

Yi Sheng said "hmm", but his face remained unchanged: "Maybe it's because I'm too busy with work."

"nothing."

This is not the reason at all, and it is not because of busy work.

Shen Heqiu pursed their lips, and o turned his head to look at Yi Sheng.

The evening sun peeped in from the car window, reflected on the man's deep-lined face, enveloping the corners of O's eyes and brows, and cast a shadow that was decadent and indifferent.

Mr. Yi is unwilling to tell o.Shen and Qiu realized this.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious," Yi Sheng said.

o Seeing Shen Heqiu's worried look, he sighed a little, pretending to be embarrassed: "Actually, I'm a little tired."

"It would be nice if Ruheqiu could give me a hug."

Yi Shengchen and Zhang Wei watched as Shen Heqiu reached out and hugged o.

From the front, he hugged o without hesitation.

The man's back was very broad, and Shen and Qiu embraced it, more like throwing themselves into each other's arms.

The hot warmth can be felt clearly through the thin shirt, the chest and abdomen are firm, the waist is thin, full of a reliable sense of security.

"Is this okay?" Shen Heqiu clenched their teeth lightly, their voices were soft and slow, timidly, like a timid little animal.

Yi Sheng was startled by this overly obedient and active embrace, his chest seemed to be boiling a bowl of water, bubbling after boiling.

The child is very sharp and straightforward, o really hasn't had much rest these days, the existence of Yi Pengcheng makes o feel like a stick in his throat, and those unbearable and dark memories also come back, making o feel restless for a moment.

The time he spent with Shen and Qiu was the most relaxing time for him. Even if o didn't want to make the other party worry, he had to admit that at such a moment, o's fatigue would show a little bit.

But being so keenly noticed, O never thought of it.

o didn't want his state to affect Shen and Qiu.

The headache continued, and the shaking of the car from time to time seemed to add to the pain, but Shen and Qiu's soft hug made Yi Sheng feel weak.

Yi Cheng hugged Shen Heqiu's shoulders, and pulled him a little further into his arms.

o Surrounding Shen Heqiu's waist and back, the fragrance of Shen Heqiu's hair is familiar and pleasant, probably because Aunt Liu bought all the shampoo in the villa under his instructions.

Yi Sheng hugged him quietly for a few seconds, then let him go.

"Heqiu is so good, this is all right." Yi Sheng lowered his head and pressed it against Shen Heqiu's ear, praising softly with a slight hoarseness in his cold and deep voice, with a hint of satisfaction that was imperceptible.

After Shen Heqiu was let go, he still didn't react a bit, and raised his head slowly, the amber eyes were full of blankness: "But, is it okay?"

Yi Sheng suppressed his headache calmly, and smiled: "Yeah."

Shen Heqiu hesitantly raised his eyes and looked at Yi Sheng cautiously, feeling that something was still wrong.

Seeing that Shen and Qiu were still staring at O ​​blankly, Yi Cheng couldn't help laughing lowly: "What are you staring at like that? Do you want to hug again?"

Shen Heqiu shook his head quickly, his enthusiasm all the way to his cheeks and ears.

o exhaled, and then slowly began to feel his heart beating slightly faster, and his cheeks were a little flushed from embarrassment.

o Just hugged Mr. Yi...

Shen Heqiu touched his chest, feeling a little strange.

The car quickly drove back to the villa.

Yi Sheng walked in front, always feeling that the headache was getting worse, O couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the pain, but it didn't work.

o's already bad face was even paler at this moment, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

The evening sunlight has receded a lot, but Yi Cheng was blinded by the light.

The field of vision gradually became dim, and the voice in the ear gradually faded away.

Shen Heqiu's heartbeat hadn't completely calmed down yet, so O got out of the car after Yi Cheng, lowered his head, and dared not look at anyone with red ears, but still followed Yi Sheng step by step.

In fact, if it can make Mr. Yi feel better, it is not impossible to hug him again...

"Mister—!" The driver Chen Cheng shouted in panic not far away.

Hearing the sound, Shen Heqiu raised his head, and then slowly opened his eyes wide, the blood on his face faded in an instant.

Mr. Yi, who was walking in front of him, shook twice, and then suddenly

fell down.

"Mr. Yi!"

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