Cute from the sky, the black-bellied young man chases after his husband

He remembers every dish he likes, he remembers the condiments he likes to put, he remembers that he can't eat spicy food, so every time he goes to eat Malatang and comes back, he always has diarrhea...

Because they are regular customers, they are quite familiar with the owner of the restaurant. When they saw Yu Wenhao coming, they warmly gave him an insulated box and said with a smile: "We will also join the food delivery platform in a few days." Now, always keep up with the pace of the times.”

It was as if he had learned some big secret and couldn't wait to share it with him. He wanted to return to him soon, give him his favorite Malatang, and even more wanted to tell him personally what he wanted to do in the future. No need to go all the way to that store to eat Malatang...

He could only bear the pain of being on the verge of death but waiting alone... No, he will be fine!Rather than accepting the fact that he was leaving, he was more willing to believe in miracles!

Yu Wenhao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he encountered a traffic jam again. The originally spacious expressway was blocked. The drivers kept honking their horns, and the harsh car honking made him even more upset distracted.

Time passed little by little, and he began to regret why he came out alone this morning. He could take him out to the store together, so maybe he wouldn't be so anxious now.

After finally waiting for the car in front to start slowly, he also received the call he least wanted to receive...

He Chenlang was sent to the intensive care unit and was dying.

Yu Wenhao had already forgotten how fast he was driving on the highway, but it seemed like a century had passed until the moment he saw him.

It's just that when I saw the person lying on the hospital bed again, he was already covered with a white cloth...

The EKG machine showed a straight line with no signs of life...

The doctor shook his head at him, then left.Yang Rong, whose eyes were slightly wet, stood aside and told him that the last words he said before his death were to let him take good care of Chu Mo.

The packing box in his hand fell to the ground, and he suddenly roared like crazy: "What are you doing? He's not dead!"

Yang Rong held his hand, comforting him not to be too sad, but he shook his hand violently.

"He didn't die! He didn't die..." Yu Wenhao kept repeating this sentence, it seemed that only this sentence could convince him that he really didn't leave.

But when he took off the white cloth, the familiar handsome face was still there, but it had lost its color.Her originally pink lips were as pale as snow.

His eyes are closed, his delicate eyebrows seem to be painted on, and his long and dense eyelashes are a wisp of cloud in the clear sky.He seems very quiet, seems peaceful at times...

On the ring finger exposed from the white cloth, the platinum ring was still shining.

He leaned down and kissed his cold lips lightly, but the person under him still didn't respond at all.

"Chen'er...Chen'er! He Chenlang!" He grabbed his shoulders suddenly, and yelled like crazy again.

It seemed hysterical, but it was heart-wrenching and deeply helpless and hopeless!

Yang Rong was worried that he would do something stupid, so she ordered someone to pull him away from him.

Fear, anger, helplessness and despair shrouded him like a smog, but no matter how hard he struggled, he was no match for a few people to stop him.

He could only watch helplessly as he was pushed out. The moment he disappeared from sight, all the light in the world seemed to follow him...

There was warm liquid flowing in his eyes, he was like a beast trapped in a cage, scarred but helpless.

But Yang Rong was actually more shocked... because it was the first time he shed tears in front of so many people.

The last thing Yang Rong gave him was a small urn with a black and white photo of He Chenlang on it...

Holding the urn, he laughed like crazy at first, and finally wept bitterly!

He is cruel!God is even more cruel!Before he could do anything, he was taken away...

Eight years ago, he could still look for him. Although the days without him were painful, looking for him could also be a reason for him to live.

But now he doesn't have to look for it anymore, he is by his side, but in another form...

Then what is this short period of less than a year!God's a joke?

Yu Wenhao prefers to believe that he was just having a dream, dreaming that he finally found the person he was thinking of, but he left again later.

I wonder how long it will take to get him back?

half year later……

Even though it was almost evening, the temperature outside was still surprisingly high.The glowing red sun seemed eager to melt everything on the ground, desperately emitting its own light and heat.

Sitting in the office with the air conditioner turned on is nothing, but when the window was opened, a heat wave hit the people in the room and realized how hot it was outside.

"Xiaojie, how about having dinner together after get off work?" The long-haired girl in work clothes came to a man who was sorting out various documents.

The man is very good-looking. Not only is his skin smooth and fair, but his standard melon-shaped face and sharpened chin also add a lot to his beauty. Coupled with a pair of particularly agile eyes, he seems to be a piece of natural flawless jade.

"No...no need. I'd better go home and eat." The man called "Xiaojie" had two unnatural blushes on his face, and he postponed embarrassingly.

"Why are you so shy?" The long-haired girl continued to tease: "You can't do this, how will you find a girlfriend in the future?"

"Don't bully us, Xiaojie, and how do you know he doesn't have a girlfriend?" The big-breasted girl with a document in her hand pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, but also in a joking tone: "Besides Our Xiaojie is a big celebrity next to our president."

"Don't you think so? Mingjie?" The big-breasted girl deliberately leaned over to his ear, making his cheeks even redder.

"Xiaojie, the president asked you to go to him. He has something to discuss with you." A male colleague came to him and said.

"Look." The big-breasted girl raised her eyebrows, showing a meaningful look, "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."

"Hey, Xiaojie, you really hurt people's hearts. They beat your chest with fists!" The long-haired girl said coquettishly.

"Do you dare to snatch Mr. President's man?"

"..."

The two joked with each other, and Mingjie took the opportunity to leave quickly. After leaving the office, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Being surrounded by these two rotten girls every day...it's really hard to describe.

"Didn't the president have a lover He Chenlang before? What happened to them afterwards?"

"Who knows? Some people say they broke up, and some say it's just He Chenlang's way to get in the position...there was a period of trouble on the Internet back then."

"Where did that He Chenlang go?"

"Who knows? I guess he's ashamed to meet people. Bah, luckily I liked him for a while back then, I didn't expect him to be this kind of person!"

"Hey, isn't this Xiaojie? The president called him to the office again? Your current job is comparable to the president's assistant..."

The two female colleagues who were still discussing stopped talking after bumping into Mingjie and greeted him warmly.

"Haha..." Mingjie smiled awkwardly, "Don't make fun of me, I guess you will be trained this time..."

"Come on! We are optimistic about you!"

Yu Wenhao has criticized Mingjie in public more than once, but unexpectedly he was not fired!Therefore, the relationship between the president and Mingjie in the company has become an embarrassing situation in the eyes of everyone.

"Why does Mr. Yu always like to criticize Xiaojie?"

After the two female colleagues left, they continued to gossip.

"You see, before Xiaojie came, our president was the most handsome man in our company. Now that Xiaojie is here, his position as the most handsome man in the company will be lost! So I think the president must be jealous of Xiaojie's beauty on purpose. Make things difficult for him!"

"In my heart Mr. Yu will always be the most handsome man!"

"How can I be as handsome as Xiaojie?"

"I think you are making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger!"

"Hahaha, I just want to make things difficult for you, big fat tiger!"

"..."

When he came to the door of the CEO's office on the top floor, Mingjie suddenly preferred to go back and face the two rotten girls in the office...

In the high-end and elegant hardcover office, there is style everywhere.The man sitting on the office chair was wearing a black slim suit, with a handsome face that seemed to have been carved by the most skilled sculptor in the world, and a pair of deep starry eyes under thick sword eyebrows looked like a vast night sky.

But he didn't know that his eyes softened a little the moment he saw him.

"Sit." His tone was flat, without any emotion.

Mingjie sat down obediently, but felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"If I remember correctly, you have just joined the job not long ago?" Yu Wenhao picked up a few bound 4K papers and flipped through them, then asked seriously: "Have you ever worked in this field before?"

Mingjie didn't dare to look at him directly, as if he was afraid that he would find out something, he buried his head low, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "No...no."

"Why do you refuse to talk more every time you see me? Are you afraid of me?" Yu Wenhao seemed casual, but his eyes were fixed on the nervous little face.

"No... no, I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing... to make you angry." Mingjie still didn't dare to look him in the face, but his voice was a little louder.

"You look shy, but you are very similar to someone I know."

His sudden relaxed tone made him very nervous instead.

"It's okay to say the wrong thing, I like to hear your voice." He leisurely picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, looking very relaxed.

But Mingjie in front of him was so nervous that his heart was about to pop out!

"You did a good job in the report this time. Treating you to a meal is a small reward for you. How is it?"

Yu Wenhao felt that he had acted less serious, but the man in front of him was still so nervous that he stuttered.

"Ah? No... no need, I... I'll cook it myself when I get home... that's fine."

Mingjie tried to decline, but the president of Yuda didn't give him this chance.

"You refuse?" He frowned suddenly.

"No... no."

"That `s a deal!"