sweet kiss bitter summer

At dusk, the setting sun was faltering in the sky, sinking into the clouds through the gaps between the tall buildings.

People in the office began to leave work one after another. They said goodbye to each other and walked out of the office in twos and threes.

"Brother Liang, it's rare to leave late."

Li Yun carried her small handbag and said to Liang Luo'an.

"Ah."

Liang Luo'an responded without raising his head, and turned the document in his hand backwards, looking as if he was so busy that he forgot to sleep and eat.

"Then I'll go first."

Li Yun leaned back on her chair, her skirt fluttered, flying away like a butterfly, and her voice was cheerful, "Goodbye, Brother Liang."

"Goodbye."

Liang Luoan was playing a working machine, and after saying goodbye to Li Yun without emotion, he fell silent again.

He continued to stay in the mechanized state for a short while, quietly raised his head and looked around the unusually quiet office, and found that he was the last person in the room.

Liang Luoan breathed a sigh of relief, his stiff back finally relaxed, he switched the work form page on the computer screen back to the minesweeper game, and clicked slowly and boredly on the small squares with the mouse.

After get off work hours, people who would rather be bored in the office to play minesweeper than leave, generally speaking, there are two possibilities - conspiracy, or, full of food.

Obviously, Liang Luoan doesn't belong to the former, but he doesn't think he belongs to the latter either, because he's a little hungry now.

He had a very good reason for his behavior - he was working overtime.

In other words, he is playing a person who works overtime.

Liang Luo'an doesn't have a lot of work on weekdays, and he almost never works overtime. He himself enjoys a regular life of commuting to and from get off work on time.

What made him have to break this tranquility was a white lie in desperation, and the conclusion he got from the combination of his own good qualities.

Since he told Tan Chen that he couldn't go to dinner with him because he had to work overtime at night, then he couldn't leave the office on time after get off work.

The price of lying is indeed heavy.

The empty office is deserted, and the air conditioner is still doing its job to create cold air.

Liang Luoan understood its hard work, and because he was really afraid of the cold, he turned off the power and put on a thin coat for himself.

Tonight's sky seems to be darker than usual at this time. Liang Luo'an deduced from this that it must be dark when he got home, so he was in no hurry to leave. He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and received a very timely message A voice call request from Mama Liang.

Liang Luo'an thought for a while, and pressed the hang up button. After all, it's not good to answer the phone at work.

He replied a text message to Liang's mother: working overtime, call back later.

The highest state of acting is to believe it is true even for yourself.

Liang's mother also replied to him after a while: Don't be too late, pay attention to your body.

Liang Luo'an put down his phone and continued to play minesweeper.

He failed to witness his own success. After being bombed by landmines for the first time, he glanced at the time in frustration. An hour and a half had passed since his off-duty time. He thought that this overtime work should be over.

It was so dark outside that even the moon and stars could not be seen.

Liang Luo'an quickly packed his backpack, zipped up his thin coat, and clocked out of get off work with peace of mind.

He took the elevator to the first floor, walked quickly to the gate, and heard the patter of rain the moment he stepped out of the gate.

Liang Luo'an didn't bring an umbrella, but luckily the nearest bus stop was about 30 meters to the right of the gate, so he didn't get much rain when the bus arrived.

The getting off site was a bit far from his home, but he planned to run back with his coat on and take a quick hot shower when he got home, so he wouldn't catch a cold.

He had just finished conceiving his wonderful plan and was standing at the door to hide from the rain when he heard someone calling him behind him.

"Luan."

Liang Luo'an turned his head when he heard the sound, but he could tell that it was Tan Chen who was calling him.

Liang Luo'an didn't have extra time to think, why Tan Chen still didn't go home at this time, because Tan Chen had already walked beside him, and asked him casually: "Did you finish working overtime?" "Yes."

Liang Luo'an answered with his head down, pretending to look at the water stains on the steps that were gradually shifted by the wind.

"It's raining, you're hiding here, didn't you bring an umbrella?" Tan Chen didn't wait for Luo'an's answer, and made another kind request: "I'll take you back, I'll drive you to the door of your house, I won't let you get wet."

"No thanks."

Liang Luo'an still refused, and he looked anxiously at the rain.

Because of the weather and road conditions, the bus seemed to be coming very slowly.

Tan Chen didn't speak, and stood not too far from Liang Luo'an, maybe it was because the rain was too loud, so Tan Chen seemed unusually quiet.

But Liang Luo'an knew that Tan Chen was watching him.

Tan Chen was half a head taller than him, so when looking at him, he always lowered his head slightly, and his eyelashes drooped down to cover half of his dark and bright eyes, and he didn't blink much.

An image like Tan Chen couldn't help but appear in Liang Luo'an's mind, but he didn't look at Tan Chen. These images were all obtained from the old impressions in his memory.

After a long time, there was still no sign of the bus coming, Liang Luo'an was a little irritable, and began to look at his phone alone.

At this moment, Tan Chen suddenly said again: "The bus comes very slowly, let me see you off.

Where is your home?Really, no trouble, save time, it will be here soon. "

Liang Luo'an didn't reply him right away. After hesitating for a while, he opened the online car-hailing software with his fingers, entered the destination, and someone took the order soon.

So Liang Luo'an told Tan Chen: "It's really unnecessary.

Someone will come and pick me up. "

Tan Chen was silent at first, and after a while he uttered an "oh" whose volume was mostly drowned out by the sound of rain, but he still didn't leave, and stood in the same position just now.

While waiting for the online car-hailing service, a bus passed by, which made Liang Luo'an a little regretful, but in order to verify the authenticity of what he said, he still did not cancel the order and went to catch the bus in the rain.

The white Hyundai car stopped on the side of the road with double flashing lights. Liang Luo'an compared the license plate number quietly, and left a very hasty and vague "I'm leaving, goodbye!" Talked to Tan Chen, then rushed into the rain and got into the car.

With a distance of less than ten meters, Liang Luo'an touched the position of his heart, and was surprised that his heart rate climbed to such a high level after such a negligible amount of exercise. This is a dangerous signal.

He wondered uneasily that his heart attack must have been aggravated by some unknown cause.

After the driver greeted him and reminded him that he was about to leave, the car started slowly.

Liang Luo'an glanced out of the window subconsciously. At the position where he was waiting for the bus just now, Tan Chen was still standing there, but his head seemed to have changed the direction.

The traces of rain on the glass blurred his vision, and Liang Luo'an wasn't sure if he had met Tan Chen's eyes.

He suddenly inexplicably felt that Tan Chen's outline seemed a little lost.

The raindrops on the hair stagnated at the ends of the hair, Liang Luo'an subconsciously wiped it with his hands, it was a little damp.

He only got a little rain.

But it was strange, but he felt that the person who was drenched in the heavy rain was Tan Chen standing at the door.