sweet kiss bitter summer

Liang Luo'an was drowsy on the bus in the early morning, and when he arrived at the company, he began to feel some headaches.

The reason was that when he was about to fall asleep again last night, he found that there was less than an hour before he needed to get up, which made him fall into a panicked and tense countdown, and he would only turn back and forth when he lay down, unable to fall asleep steadily.

He was very worried that he would not get up on time. This situation originated from a not particularly serious late experience as a child.

At that time, Liang's father and Liang's mother were teaching in his and Tan Chen's elementary school, and they went to work very early, so the task of waking Liang Luo'an up was usually done by Tan Chen.

He and Tan Chen are in the same grade, but not in the same class.

If it wasn't for Tan Chen, as the sports committee member, when he counted the attendance rate of his class during the inter-class exercises, he found that Liang Luo'an was missing at the end of the team two classes away, and Liang Luo'an might have been punished alone.

Liang Luo'an was woken up by Tan Chen eagerly shaking her on the bed in her own bedroom.

He still remembered Tan Chen's expression at that time, and the series of fast-talking questions: "Luan, wake up? Is your heart hurting? Is there any discomfort? Are you okay?" Liang Luoan, who had just woken up from sleep I don't know why Tan Chen asked this, but he also expressed his doubts: Why am I still in bed?I remember getting up and getting dressed?He was dressed, and only one leg was put on his trousers. Tan Chen, who was on duty in the morning, was in a hurry to leave when he saw this and left first.

But just now when Tan Chen went to Luo'an's classroom to look for someone, he found that the breakfast he bought for Luo'an was already cold on the table, so he realized that the person didn't come to school at all, so he went home to look for someone.

Liang Luo'an didn't know these until later.

Even though Tan Chen drove Liang Luoan back to school quickly by bicycle, he was still caught by the dean, who not only notified Liang's parents, Liang's mother, but also asked them to read the self-criticism in front of the teachers and students at the flag-raising ceremony.

Although Liang Luo'an was mainly at fault for this matter, the person who was more guilty was obviously Tan Chen, who also wrote two copies of the final inspection.

Why did I think of Tan Chen again... Liang Luo'an tapped his not-so-bright head to stop it from thinking about something, and forced himself to pull himself together, and input the dense data into the work form one by one.

It is usually easier to be efficient and accurate than to forcefully work hard to do something well. Liang Luo'an has a deep understanding of this truth when he and Tan Chen reviewed together before every exam from childhood to adulthood.

Because he has always been the kind of stupid kid who is not efficient and works in vain. When he is in a good state, he is still like this. When he is tired and distracted, making mistakes is almost inevitable.

As the lunch break approached, the team leader Chen Wu sent back the work form he had submitted, saying that there was an error in it and asked Liang Luo'an to check and correct it.

Ok.

Liang Luo'an is not smart, but he is very easy to accept his fate. Until the lunch break, everyone went out to eat, and he still insisted on working hard at his desk.

Comparing the data item by item is really a very eye-consuming task. Liang Luoan felt his eyes a little sore. He dug out the eye drops for relieving fatigue from the drawer, opened his eyelids awkwardly, and tried to point the dripper at his own eyes.

Then, without any suspense, the drip went crooked.

By the time Liang Luo'an successfully dripped the potion into both eyes, the traces of failure had already flowed all over his face, and his eyes were a little red from tiredness, making him look like he was crying.

He was just about to take out a tissue to wipe his face and continue working when he heard someone calling him at the door.

"Luan?" Recently, the frequency of Liang Luoan hearing his name has skyrocketed, most of which were contributed by Tan Chen.

Liang Luo'an felt that he looked a bit embarrassed now, so he wiped his face a few times hastily, and when he looked back at Tan Chen, only his eyes were watery.

But Tan Chen's brows were still deeply wrinkled, and he suddenly seemed unhappy.

He was carrying a pink and white insulated lunch box in his hand, and placed it on Liang Luoan's table casually, leaning over Liang Luoan's face, his eyes scanning back and forth.

They were too close, and Luo An even smelled the woody men's perfume and the very light smoke smell on Tan Chen's body, which made him feel a little embarrassed, so he quickly turned his head away.

Tan Chen stood still behind him. After a while, he seemed to carefully protect Liang Luoan's fragile emotions, and asked in a soft voice: "Luan, what's the matter?" "It's nothing."

Liang Luo'an didn't look back, and tapped his finger on the surface of the paper document, "I'm checking the wrong data."

Tan Chen got the answer, but he didn't intend to leave, so he dragged the empty chair aside, sat next to Liang Luo'an, and asked again: "Is there an error in the data?" "Yes.

Excuse me, talk to supervisor. "

Liang Luo'an thought that he was about to be blamed by his boss for making a mistake, so he apologized very actively.

He subconsciously turned his head to peek at Tan Chen's expression, and felt that his expression was very strange. It didn't look like he was going to blame him, but he looked cautious and cautious, as if the person who made the mistake was not Liang Luo'an, but himself.

Liang Luo'an didn't quite understand, anyway, it was useless to say anything now, so he turned back and continued to check the data sheet.

But before he found the next wrong data that needed to be corrected, Tan Chen started talking again to interrupt his work: "It's lunch break, don't you want to eat?" "No."

In fact, Liang Luo'an didn't plan to eat at all, he was too sleepy and wanted to catch up on sleep as soon as possible.

Now there is an unexpected workload, and he needs to hurry up to finish it, because he wants to go home on time tonight, and he expressed his true thoughts: "The work must be completed as soon as possible, I don't want to work overtime tonight."

"After finishing this, you don't have to work overtime, right?" Tan Chen asked.

"Ah."

Liang Luo'an answered very positively.

Tan Chen was only quiet for a short while, Liang Luo'an had a premonition, because Tan Chen would not let him work properly after many factual judgments.

Sure enough, Tan Chen stood up and walked around behind Luo An, and moved the whole person and chair, and moved Luo An to the right side of the work station, and then dragged the stool to the center of the work station by himself, so that he could completely control the computer and files. Location.

Liang Luo'an didn't understand what Tan Chen was doing, and couldn't help but asked unhappily: "What are you doing!" Liang Luo'an's tone was obviously not very good, but Tan Chen didn't explain, but pushed the insulated lunch box to him , very good-naturedly said: "Don't skip the meal, eat this."

Seeing that Liang Luo'an hadn't moved for a long time, Tan Chen simply made a complete set, opened the lunch box and put the tableware into Liang Luo'an's hands, so that he was almost fed.

The dishes are stir-fried shrimp with broccoli and sweet and sour short ribs. The staple food is egg fried rice, which is very good in appearance and is still hot.

Liang Luo'an smelled the fragrance, swallowed, rubbed the chopsticks with both hands, and insisted a little bit.

"Eat quickly, or your wages will be deducted."

Tan Chen threatened him.

Liang Luo'an had no choice but to compromise.

He has no way to resist this, his eyes stay on the computer screen reluctantly, as if he really loves his work, but the chopsticks in his hand have already sent the shrimp mixed with rice into his mouth.

Very homely, but very tasty.

Liang Luo'an took another bite, biting the tip of the chopsticks, looking at the pink and white lunch box, which obviously belonged to the color of a virtuous and cute little girl, he suddenly felt his throat was a little suffocated, and the things in his mouth were hard to get out pharynx.

He remembered the first time he cooked.

Tan Chen didn't eat that time, and he didn't eat it himself. Later, the food became cold and hardened, and it was all dumped into the trash can.

Then the second time, he was alone.

From graduating to work until now, he doesn't feel bad when he eats the meals he cooks, but it's definitely not as delicious as the ones in this lunch box.

Luo'an suddenly began to rejoice that Tan Chen hadn't eaten the meal he cooked.

But it's okay, he comforted himself, Tan Chen left him not only because of this.

Liang Luo'an suddenly lost his appetite. In order not to deduct his salary, he reluctantly ate a little more and put down his chopsticks.

Tan Chen tapped on the keyboard with his fingers, and clicked on the screen with the mouse, showing that the file had been saved.

He turned his head and saw Liang Luoan who had put down his chopsticks, he seemed a little surprised: "I won't eat this? Is it delicious?" "No, it's delicious."

Liang Luo'an was sad but sincerely praised.

Tan Chen sighed and said helplessly, "You eat too little."

"I'm really full, thank you."

Liang Luo'an pushed the lunch box back, and said apologetically, "There's just so much left, it's a waste."

"It's okay, I want to eat too."

Tan Chen picked up Liang Luoan's used chopsticks without hesitation, and began to eat Liang Luoan's leftover food.

Liang Luo'an looked at him strangely, not understanding his current behavior.

He obviously has such a spacious and comfortable office, why would he squeeze himself into a small workstation and eat his leftovers.

Tan Chen ate very quickly, before Luo An could come up with a reasonable explanation, he had already packed the empty lunch boxes and helped Luo An wipe the table with a paper towel.

Then Tan Chen left with his lunch box. Before leaving, he told Luo An: "The data has been changed for you, you don't have to work overtime at night."