Sir, your vest is off!

The small apartment has not been lived in for a long time, and no one has come to clean it. When I entered the door, I found that the floor and furniture were covered with a not-so-thin layer of dust.

That's right, when I left, it was mid-autumn, and when I came back, it was already midwinter, and spring was approaching.

How is it possible that there is no dust accumulation?

Song Lan couldn't hold back and sneezed several times, almost unable to keep up with her breathing, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Song Lan covered her mouth and nose, ran to the window and opened it for ventilation, thinking, is this still her own den?The kennel is more or less the same!

Song Lan couldn't bear to look at the dust on the furniture, and Song Lan didn't want to sleep on that single bed.

Song Lan didn't know where to put the coats that she took off, so she put them into the closet in a ball, put on an apron and rubber gloves, opened the drawer, found a few unopened masks and put them on.

"Yoxi!"? Song Lan's blood boiled, first he threw the bed sheet and quilt cover into the washing machine, then threw the quilt and mattress onto the shelf and patted vigorously, the dust and dust flew all over the sky.

After patting the quilt, Song Lan was already sweating, but this was just the beginning.

Song Lan mopped with her left hand and wiped the rag with her right. First, she dusted off the dust on the table and cabinet, then swept off the dust on the floor, then wiped the table and cabinet carefully twice with a damp rag, and finally mopped the floor clean.

"Ah... I'm so exhausted..." Song Lan slumped on the small single sofa, she didn't even bother to wipe off the sweat on her face, and her autumn clothes were probably drenched through.

? I don't know what Zhou Wenqing is doing now.

Song Lan turned over, lay on the other side of the sofa, dragged his chin and looked out of the window, it turned out that the sky had already darkened, no wonder his Wu Zang Temple started to "scream".

"I really want to eat the rice cooked by Zhou Wenqing..."? It's the meal time right now, and at this time in the past, Zhou Wenqing would prepare a meal for him and wait for him to eat together.

But what is he now?

Is the domineering president's runaway Bai Yueguang?

"Huh..." Song Lan shuddered all over, and rubbed his arms vigorously, causing goosebumps to fall all over the floor.

So greasy!

?Song Lan picked up the phone, trying to read the message that Zhou Wenqing sent him, but in the end, let alone a message, Zhou Wenqing didn't even call him.

Song Lan threw away the disappointing mobile phone. What's the use of this little broken iron case?ah?He couldn't even hear from Zhou Wenqing.

In the end, still unable to hold back her hunger, Song Lan silently picked up her phone and ordered a spicy hot pot for herself.

Then he guarded his phone, waiting for an old guy named "Zhou Wenqing" to send him a message.

Song Lan secretly thought, as long as Zhou Wenqing coaxes him now, no, it's okay not to coax him, just call him and send a message asking where he is, and he will go home immediately.

However, still no.

Song Lan didn't even like to eat his favorite spicy pot, so he poked the bowl angrily, "Zhou Wenqing, what's the matter with you?"

Song Lan was stunned for a long time, and felt the little red flower key in his pocket, yes!He secretly hid this key, and he also secretly entered that room, and he also secretly knew what Zhou Wenqing didn't tell him.

Oh no? !

Then Zhou Wenqing didn't know that he knew these things, and thought he was with Ji Lanting!

That's the end of the calf.

"No, you can't let me be so entangled alone." Song Lan wanted to give Zhou Wenqing some tips, hinting that she already knew it.

But the edited information was deleted, written and deleted again, and Song Lan couldn't send a single word.

"We can't let Zhou Wenqing know." Song Lan gently scratched the key with her fingernails, "If you let him know, what if Zhou Wenqing has a thin skin and he runs away?"

Zhou Wenqing held back for so long and didn't say it. If he told Zhou Wenqing in such a proud tone or manner because he didn't know when he learned the secret, would Zhou Wenqing feel very sad, would he feel that he was Laugh at him?

Thinking of this, Song Lan ate the spicy hotpot without any taste, and sighed while eating, then got up with nothing to do after eating, made the bed and took a shower, lying in bed, also very uncomfortable.

Song Lan obviously liked this bed very much before, although it was a bit small, it was also very comfortable, but now, Song Lan was not satisfied at all, feeling that the bed was not warm, and it was a bit big.

Very insecure.

Song Lan hugged the quilt tightly, the soles of her feet didn't get warm even after covering them for a long time, her hands were cold, and her breathing was cold.

It should be that he slept in Zhou Wenqing's arms. Zhou Wenqing was like a big stove. He would hug him, warm his hands and feet, and pat his back like an old father to lull him to sleep. of.

Then the two of them talked for a while, Zhou Wenqing kissed him, and they just hugged each other to sleep.

Song Lan sniffed, wrapped her little quilt tightly, and curled up into a ball.

Zhou Wenqing is not here, ah no, the first day without Zhou Wenqing, miss him, miss him, miss him...

I really don't know whether this day was to teach Zhou Wenqing a lesson and torment Zhou Wenqing, or Song Lan tormented herself.

Judging from the current situation, Song Lan is torturing himself!

Song Lan thumped vigorously a few times, "Ahhhhhh!"

I'm so bored!

It's all Zhou Wenqing's fault.

Zhou Wenqing stood blankly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, watching the sun gradually sinking towards the west, until there was only a remnant rainbow hanging in the sky, and lamps lit up the whole city.

A city sky without stars.

Zhou Wenqing stood there for a long time, as if in a daze, without any emotion.

But if you saw Zhou Wenqing's hands clasped tightly behind his back, but never changed his posture, you would understand.

Zhou Wenqing is restraining himself.

Gu Boning stood at the door of the office. He also stood there for a long time and knocked on the door several times. When he saw Zhou Wenqing's motionless back, he gave up the idea of ​​disturbing Zhou Wenqing and closed the door silently.

"Hey!" Why bother yourself?

Gu Boning really didn't understand Zhou Wenqing.

"Why are you sighing?"

? Shen Yu hugged Gu Boning's slender waist from behind, the tip of his nose was close to Gu Boning's ear, and the palm of his hand pressed against Gu Boning's belly and rubbed it in circles.

"Shen Yu! This is my company!" Gu Boning became furious.

"It doesn't matter, and there is no one." Shen Yu didn't care at all, and Gu Boning didn't avoid it, so he could go further, such as kissing Gu Boning's earlobe, "And it's not in your office, isn't it?" will be seen, right?"

"Can't you wait until I get off work?" Gu Boning let Shen Yu mess around.

Shen Yu's expression became uneasy when he heard this, "Student Gu Boning, please check the time, you should be off work by this time, do you know that? I have already booked a restaurant to wait for you today, but you haven't come yet. "

Gu Boning knew he was sorry for Shen Yu, so he whispered "I'm sorry."

Then Gu Boning put his hand on the back of Shen Yu's, "But I can't do anything, right? The boss works overtime here and won't leave. Is it appropriate for me, as a secretary, to leave?"

Shen Yu snorted angrily, "That old fox knows how to oppress my wife. He deserves to be snubbed by my sister-in-law. I think Song Lan just saw Zhou Wenqing's true face clearly, so he just snubbed him recently."

It has to be said that Shen Yu is still the truth in some sense.

Song Lan did see Zhou Wenqing's true face clearly, but it was not because of this that Zhou Wenqing was left out in the cold.

Gu Boning said disapprovingly: "You can't say that, the boss looks quite wrong today, when he came in the morning, he just sat and didn't talk, and he didn't say a word when I reported the itinerary, and he was so silent during the meeting, Almost frightened those department managers to death, and now, they have been standing stupidly looking out of the window."

Shen Yu was surprised and said: "His soul has been taken away, and there is only a shell left?"

"You mean the walking dead?" Gu Boning turned to look at Shen Yu.

Shen Yu took the opportunity to steal some incense, and received a crisp and resounding "piaji" from Gu Boning.

"My wife is really smart and cultured hehehe." Shen Yu smiled playfully.

"Be normal, I'm talking about serious business!" Gu Boning frowned, "I was wondering if what I said to him yesterday, he took too much into his heart, so he became like this."

"What can you tell him? It's never losing money that can affect his mood, it can only be..." Shen Yu suddenly got something, "What did you tell him about Song Lan?"

Speaking of this, Gu Boning felt a headache, so he briefly recounted it and picked out some important points. Shen Yu was taken aback for a while, "Could it be that Zhou Wenqing confessed to Song Lan?"

"Just confess, then he won't be like this now..." This is what Gu Boning cares about.

"No, no, that's not what I mean. What I mean is, could it be that Song Lan had an argument with Zhou Wenqing and wanted a divorce because she found out that she couldn't accept those things?" Shen Yu covered his mouth, "I don't know , then this is a big game!"

"You just can't spit ivory out of your pig's mouth, can you? Can you hope that the two of them will be better, so that we two dog-headed military divisions don't have to worry about it anymore."

"That's right, but if you really want to say that the two of them will definitely not quarrel." Shen Yu affirmed.

"After all, the boss will definitely not quarrel with Song Lan. Even if he picks his two big ears, it is impossible for him to say harsh words to Song Lan."

Shen Yu agrees very much.

"Secretary Gu!"

Zhou Wenqing's voice suddenly sounded, Shen Yu and Gu Boning were still cuddling together, Gu Boning rarely kissed each other in a short while, but now they even parted hastily, almost biting each other's tougue !

It's very similar to the young couple who had a secret tryst in ancient times and was caught by their parents!

Gu Boning dared not look up with a guilty conscience, while Shen Yu was embarrassed.

But Zhou Wenqing didn't respond, "I just said that you can get off work, you two can continue, but Shen Yu, you have to make sure that Secretary Gu can go to work normally tomorrow."

Listen, is this human?

Just as Shen Yu was about to say something, Zhou Wenqing had already left.

Gu Boning thumped Shen Yu angrily, "Where's nobody's?"

Shen Yu hurriedly crouched down and coaxed: "Could Zhou Wenqing be human?"

Gu Boning: "..."

so annoying!

Zhou Wenqing returned home in a daze, but Song Lan was not at home as expected.

He actually thought of it from the very beginning, Song Lan might not be able to accept it, so Song Lan would avoid it, and Zhou Wenqing was not completely ignorant, even...

But Zhou Wenqing didn't feel well, even if he guessed it, when it actually happened, he still felt very uncomfortable.

Will Song Lan hate him?

Will Song Lan not come back?

Will Song Lan want a divorce?

Zhou Wenqing didn't know. He was sitting on Song Lan's sleeping side, propping his forehead, his head was full of clues, and it seemed to be blank...

Zhou Wenqing didn't dare to call Song Lan, nor did she dare to send a message.

In case Song Lan blocked him, what would he do?

Zhou Wenqing gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

At this moment, it seems that it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhou Wenqing's heart is fried.

Two people tormenting each other, one is waiting for a hug, the other is waiting for a sentence.

[The author has something to say: Come on!Hurt each other! 】