How can a substitute attack have feelings?

"Mr. Xie, Merry Christmas."

At 25 o'clock in the morning on the [-]th, not long after Xie Chenyou arrived at the office, Yuan Jiangyu knocked on the door with a computer in his arms, "When I went to the finance department, I heard Xiao Lu said that you have a private charity donation project, so I stopped by Just ask. Mr. Xie, do you have any donation records or screenshots of transfers? It’s the end of the year, and the company may need to file tax returns.”

Xie Chenyou took a sip of his coffee and said, "I didn't save the bill. I'll ask someone to open it later."

"Well, okay," Yuan Jiangyu saw that he hadn't turned on the computer, so he casually said, "Mr. Xie, your foundation has been established for three years, and you have donated so much money. Why don't you say anything? We can do it together." Donate more. If I hadn’t gone to the finance department to get the documents today, I wouldn’t have known about it.”

"It was established in a private name," Xie Chenyou glanced at the huge Christmas tree downstairs, the sunlight coated the roots of his eyelashes with a layer of gold, and he said, "Sister Yuan, Merry Christmas."

Yuan Jiangyu immediately winked and stopped asking.

"No, this is a charity fund project established by Mr. Xie in his own name." It was the end of the year, and everyone in the finance department was busy.When the secretary delivered the bill, Liu Henian happened to be in the office of Chief Financial Officer Xiao Lu.

The director was too busy to raise his head, and said, "You can ask Mr. Xie about the specific matters, maybe Mr. Yuan also knows."

Liu Henian bombarded Xie Chenyou with more than 100 messages on WeChat last night - he still hasn't received a reply, so he naturally didn't dare to bother Xie Chenyou.I could only turn around and go to Yuan Jiangyu's office.

Yuan Jiangyu was serious and patient, and answered Liu Henian's questions one by one: "Well, it has been established for three years, and the donation... tens of millions."

"Yes, all of them were donated by Mr. Xie personally."

"I only know that these funds are for the treatment of children with leukemia. The specific situation is completely unclear, and Mr. Xie didn't say much."

Liu Henian licked his lips, feeling: "Old Xie is too low-key, he won't reveal anything to us."

"Now you know." Yuan Jiangyu was about to catch the water, stood up on Hentian Gao, his eyes turned into worry in an instant, "Xiao Liu, your hair..."

Liu Henian raised his hand to touch it, and was immediately startled: "Damn, I was so excited watching the dance yesterday, my wig fell off!"

Accompanied by Liu Henian's rapid running away, a corner of Yuan Jiangyu's skirt was driven up, and then slowly fell down.

There is another sentence from the bottom of my heart: "It's not easy for a programmer."

"Old Xie, Lao Xie, is your foundation...was established because of your sister?" It turns out that Liu Henian's 'patience' is only four hours, and he couldn't help it when he got off work in the evening. Xie Chenyou went to ask questions.

Xie Chenyou glanced at him and walked into the elevator, the result was self-evident.

Liu Henian followed, and continued to babble: "Four years ago, you seemed to have mentioned that your sister was sick and needed to borrow money, and then, later..."

"Later, I borrowed the money for the operation, the operation was successful, and I am alive and kicking now." Xie Chenyou answered, the elevator happened to stop on the second floor, and as they walked out, Liu Henian saw Xie Chen The smile on Yu's lips.

"That's good. I remember you said that my sister was doing well. It couldn't be better." Liu Henian was urged to marry by his family recently, and he followed Xie Chenyou's footsteps unconsciously - he could hide for a day is a day.

He continued, "Then, was the money for the surgery also raised through this kind of charitable fund? Now you are passing on the peace of mind. It's very good, really good."

Xie Chenyou's eyes fell on Liu Henian who was sitting in the passenger seat who was familiar with the car, and did not answer.

Liu Henian pinched the seat belt on his chest with both hands, with a determined face of 'I want to live and die with this seat belt', and said: "Mr. I haven't had my hair transplanted yet, so the girl must dislike it. Let me hide for a day, just a day!"

Xie Chenyou: "..."

Before the car left the company, Xie Chenyou received another call from Qi Zheng—same purpose as Liu Henian, being urged to marry and asking for asylum.

Five minutes later, there were three people sitting in Xie Chenyou's car, and the destination was a shelter... Oh no, Xie Chenyou's house.

Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, Liu Henian turned his mobile phone to silent, and gradually became happier, and began to look forward to what to eat tonight: "Xie, are you going to cook tonight? I think this restaurant must be full today, fully booked No seat."

"I think you are very confident in yourself." Qi Zheng answered.

"Huh? Confidence? What aspect—" Liu Henian touched the top of his hair with lingering fear.

Qi Zheng said: "Aspects... In all aspects, I am mainly curious. Where did you get the confidence to think that Lao Xie will go with you to a restaurant that requires reservations on Christmas?"

This is the treatment that only boyfriends are entitled to.

There were two people laughing and making noise. Although the road was a bit blocked, it would not give people the feeling that time passed too slowly. Xie Chenyou parked the car in the garage of the community before 06:30, and took the two men who were escaping from the blind date. Go grocery shopping.

In the end, Xie Chenyou cooked three dishes, while Liu Henian washed, cut and laid the vegetables, and cut a fruit plate in his spare time.

Qi Zheng said that he wanted to show his talents - kneading noodles, waking noodles, chopping stuffing, making buns.The kitchen was not enough for him to toss about, so he took the initiative to move to the balcony.

Three bachelors celebrate Christmas, feeling like foreign students cooking together for the New Year.

During the meal, Liu Henian brought up the live broadcast of yesterday's dance, and before he finished eating the buns, he started yelling: "Old Xie, look at Zheng'er! It's him! Lin Wen! I declare him to be my new recruit!" God! There is no one who can dance classical dance to this extent!"

Before that, Liu Henian had just praised Qi Zheng's steamed stuffed buns for being delicious, and Qi Zheng didn't mind boasting about Liu Henian's aesthetics: "Ah, this—it really looks good!"

Qi Zheng doesn't have much artistic talent, and he can't be as fanatical as Liu Henian, but he has the most basic appreciation for stage effects, and he can still tell whether it looks good or not.

"That's right!" Liu Henian wiped his hands after eating, got his phone, and said, "I was at the scene yesterday, and I even recorded the screen. The live broadcast was mainly for special effects, which weakened the dancers. expressiveness. Look, this is Lin Wen I specially photographed!"

"Damn, those eyes are really amazing." Qi Zheng continued to cheer.

"Why don't you say that classical dance is beautiful? Our classical dance has been around for many years, and it's actually no worse than those abroad." Thank you, take a look, this dancer's appearance, figure, and basic skills are definitely top-notch."

The picture that was put down after just one glance yesterday was spliced ​​up at this moment, showing a complete picture in front of Xie Chenyou.

Therefore, Xie Chenyou even saw Lin Wen's eyes filled with anticipation and shyness eagerly falling to Liu Henian's side after the dance was over - the camera recorded the moment when he changed from anticipation and shyness to panic and despondency Be clear.

Xie Chenyou paused in wiping his hands.

Liu Henian didn't pay attention to this at first, but after watching it again with Xie Chenyou, he felt strange: "What's going on, why do I feel that he is looking at me at the end?"

Qi Zheng came over with a bottle of wine, "What do you think of you? Mr. Xie only has beer at home, it's just like soda, not exciting."

"I said Lin Wen, this dancer, I felt like he was looking at me when he took the curtain call." Just as Liu Henian was about to rewatch it, Xie Chenyou took the beer from Qi Zheng's hand and pulled it with a 'click' Open, the cool smell of wine seeped into the tip of his nose, and said, "I'm not looking at you."

"Just looking at me..." Liu Henian unbelievingly took it to share with Qi Zheng.

Although Qi Zheng felt that what Liu Henian said was right, he still had to rely on Lao Xie Rong to take him in at this moment, so Guangming Zheng hugged his thighs: "What, it's just your direction, maybe there are his girlfriends around you. Liu, we are getting old, don't be sentimental."

Liu Henian: "...Although your words are quite correct, just after reading it for the first time, Lao Xie was very sure that Lin Wen didn't see me. Zheng'er, you taste it, you taste it carefully, when will we Lao Xie be right? Has anyone else ever cared so much?"

Qi Zheng: "..." I can't answer your words.

Liu Henian could hold up a one-man show by himself, he said 'tsk tsk' twice, and said, "The last time I got this kind of treatment, it was when I tried to persuade Sister Jiang Yu to join our company and take the lead."

Qi Zheng: "..." He gave Liu Henian a thumbs up in admiration.

Listening to their teasing words, Xie Chenyou didn't drink the beer he opened, but leaned on the window sill, pinching the bottle, letting the water vapor condense on his fingertips.

"Old Xie, call!" Qi Zheng sent Xie Chenyou's phone number, Xie Chenyou handed him the untouched beer, and then connected the phone.

Qi Zheng accidentally listened to it, and it turned out to be in English.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Xie Chenyou?"

"Yes."

"Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time. I'm the planner of International Media, Anna. Can you still contact Mr. Lin Wen recently?"

"No, sorry." Xie Chenyou said.

"But... sir, this is the emergency contact number that Mr. Lin Wen left two years ago. We have been contacting him for an hour, but we still can't reach him. We have a stage play and would like to invite Mr. Lin Wen to join. May I ask you Are you sure you can't contact him?"

"Yesterday afternoon—maybe last night in eastern time, Mr. Lin Wen danced a dance. Now this dance has more than one million hits on YouTube. Our chief director saw his outstanding performance and even worked overtime, I hope to invite him as soon as possible. This stage play is our flagship next year, and it has the opportunity to be released globally. This is a very good stage. Mr. Xie, if you can contact Mr. Lin, please...give us, too Give him a chance, okay?"

The fireworks in the distance rushed into the air suddenly, and there was a bang, and the fiery trees and silver flowers poured down from the air, filling Xie Chenyou's dark eyes with brilliance.

"Old Xie, what are you doing?" Liu Henian's first reaction was that he had made a joke, did this, did this drive Lao Xie out of the house?

Qi Zheng quickly gave him a look, indicating that Lao Xie is not such a narrow-minded person.

"Do something, there are unopened toiletries and quilts in the storage room, you can do it yourself." Xie Chenyou put his coat on his forearm, the slim sweater outlined his smooth figure, the corridor was warm yellow The bright light cast a gentle filter on him.Liu Henian felt that Xie Chenyou could go to the catwalk anytime he put on his coat.

Qi Zheng held the beer can, and his first reaction was that it was fortunate that Lao Xie didn't drink.

Xie Chenyou drove to the gate of Lin Wen's community.

When entering, Xie Chenyou stopped to write the visitor registration, but the security guard saw his face, raised the parking pole directly, and said with a smile, "You haven't been back for a long time."

"Thank you." Xie Chenyou drove into the community.

This neighborhood is neither old nor new, the occupancy rate is quite high, the greenery is not bad, and every plant and tree is exactly as in memory.

Xie Chenyou wasn't sure if Lin Wen was at home, but the international media was in a hurry, and hoped that Lin Wen would reply to them before twelve o'clock Eastern time this evening - after all, there were still many well-known dancers who signed up for their stage drama.Xie Chenyou could only drive over to try his luck.

When the doorbell rang, Lin Wen was huddled in the corner blankly.

——Ever since he woke up and found that the call time was only one and a half minutes, he was in a dazed and sluggish state, as if all hope had been blocked in an instant.The sunshine in his heart disappeared, all the flowers were defeated, and only himself was left in his world.

Wang Ailun was anxious. He wanted to call Xie Chenyou again, but it was not Xie Chenyou's responsibility for Lin Wen to become like this. Why should he bother Xie Chenyou?

He can often see on the Internet that after a breakup, one party stalks and kneels begging for mercy.He usually sneers at this kind of people, the damage has been done, so is an apology useful?Hurry up, don't harm other people's little girls/boys.

Fortunately, Lin Wen didn't mention the phone again, but quietly heated up a glass of milk, and stood in front of the dining table and drank it quietly.

Wang Ailun remembered that this young master never drank milk... He was a little flustered, but Lin Wen looked at him quietly and said, "I'm fine, today is Christmas, you go on a date."

This quietness is a bit like the calm before the storm.

Wang Ailun didn't dare to leave, but after Lin Wen finished drinking the milk, he started frying eggs and toasting bread skillfully, as if he had been doing it for a while.

In fact, Wang Ailun still didn't want to leave, he felt that he had to accompany Master Lin.But... Young Master Lin only made breakfast for one person!A message popped up from Wang Ailun's mobile phone from his boyfriend asking him where to eat.

Hungry Wang Ailun: "...I'm leaving, take care of yourself, we dance so well, there will be people who will like you in the future."

Lin Wen just looked at him with quiet and gentle eyes, Wang Ailun groaned again, and finally went out.

After he left, Lin Wen closed all the curtains, went to the bathroom to take a shower, wiped it clean, and changed into a shirt that was obviously one size too big - this was Xie Chenyou's clothes.

Last summer, Lin Wen fell in love with French shirts—not for himself, but for Xie Chenyou.

The slightly complicated cuffs are folded twice, and then paired with two cuff buttons. It is delicate and elegant with a low key, which can cover a little bit of Xie Chenyou's coldness, and highlights his nobility and abstinence.

In Lin Wen's words at the time, "The meaning of this dress is that before going to bed at night, I will unbutton your buttons one by one and take them off for you."

Xie Chenyou didn't speak, just rubbed his head, his pampering was beyond words.

Later, the two had the wildest play together, when Lin Wen put down the curtains of the dance room, wrapped his legs around Xie Chenyou's waist, and bit the buttons of the shirt one by one.The cuff button on one side was bitten off by him and rolled under the cabinet.

On the night when the two said they were breaking up, Lin Wen threw away the clothes. The clothes fell at his feet, but Xie Chenyou didn't take them away.For a while after that, Lin Wen slept with this dress in his arms at night. When Xie Chenyou was collecting things for the second time, Lin Wen locked the dress in the cabinet and left it secretly.

For the next year, Lin Wen slept with this dress in his arms, and he never put it on by himself.

But today he was so sad, Xie Chenyou didn't watch the dance he had learned for a year, and Xie Chenyou didn't listen to what he said from the heart... Xie Chenyou really didn't want him anymore.

Lin Wen didn't know how to follow Xie Chenyou, so he could only try to catch the traces he had left and wear the clothes he had worn.

Standing outside the door of Lin Wen's room, Xie Chenyou rang the doorbell for the third time.

After a long silence, Xie Chenyou knocked on the door: "Lin Wen, are you there?"

Still no response.

Xie Chenyou turned and left.

The door opened suddenly.

Xie Chenyou stood still and looked back at him.

Lin Wen supported the door frame, broke the defense in an instant, and said in a choked voice, "Xie Chenyou."

He opened and closed his lips and said softly, "I'm here."

The author has something to say: Good night (Send Kobayashi a surprise for Christmas)

感谢在2021-04-0100:40:53~2021-04-0223:44:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: one sunflower never wilts;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3833697848 bottles; 1 bottle of milk flower; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!