Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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When Zhao Xingjun was in kindergarten, a fortune teller passed by the door one day. At that time, his grandmother was still alive, and the old man was superstitious, so he insisted on asking the fortune teller to give him a fortune teller.

The fortune teller was miraculous, and the bell in his hand jingled, saying that Zhao Xingjun was born weak, and he should try to avoid those who need eloquence when looking for a job in the future.

The Zhao family didn't take fortune-telling seriously. Zhao Xingjun followed his heart and studied medicine when he chose his major at university.However, at this moment, he looked at Cheng Mosheng's fixed eyes, and he was blessed to his heart. He suddenly remembered the fortune teller, and felt that what he said was not unreasonable.

"Ha." Zhao Xingjun laughed dryly, "I'm just joking."

Cheng Mosheng had to admit that he cared a little about what Zhao Xingjun said.

Although he doesn't think he should care.

Xie Xun's crew closed the shift around five o'clock in the afternoon and paid the rent to Wen Li. Xie Xun said that he would make an appointment next time when he was free, and Wen Li waved to him, saying yes.

After the crew left, Wen Yue put up the sign of "normal business" on the store door again, and Zheng Lijun came out from the lounge and asked, "Then what actor do you know?"

Wen Li said, "A classmate in high school."

Zheng Lijun said "Oh".

A group of girls from Xiao Min came up together: "Is Xie Xun Brother Wen's classmate?"

"Xie Xun's age on Baidu Encyclopedia is 31, but isn't Brother Wen only 28 this year? Could it be that the actor has stayed a grade before?"

"31? One year younger than me." Zheng Lijun tried to join the conversation, but was pushed away.

"Please don't change the subject." Xiao Min said.

"Oh." Zheng Lijun shut up.

Wen Li passed the answer vaguely: "I went to school earlier, it's not that he repeated a grade."

The girls didn't dwell on this issue for too long, they were more concerned about another question: "Brother Wen, can I get an autograph for me?"

"I wanted it just now, but it doesn't seem very good to disturb their work."

"I have all the signed photos ready, as well as the album!"

"Can sing, dance, and act, the actor is really amazing!!!"

In the end, the center of the topic changed from "signature question" to "Xie Xun boasting about the group". Wen Li withdrew from the girls' chat very tactfully, and Zheng Lijun was called back by a phone call from the boss. Before leaving, he did not forget to complain to Wen Li Said: "It's almost time to get off work and let me go to the company. If it's not about discussing salary increases, I will definitely not do it!"

Wen Li said: "I wish you good luck."

Cheng Mosheng didn't work late today, he got off work early, and when Wen Li was forced to chat with Xiao Min about Xie Xun, Cheng Mosheng happened to arrive at the door of the coffee shop.

He looked around, but he didn't see the actor Zhao Xingjun mentioned. It seems that the crew has already left.

Xiao Min was originally excitedly asking the actor what interesting things happened in high school, who he liked, how his grades were, whether he was a school girl, and whether there were scouts coming to the school to scout people.Nai He Wenli thought it was someone else's privacy, so he kept silent.Xiao Min was feeling bored, when he saw a familiar person standing outside the glass door.

So she stopped gossip and thanked the actor: "Brother Wen, your partner is here!"

The actor is too far away from her, it's more interesting to watch the handsome guy Tie Tie in reality.

Cheng Mosheng opened the door and walked in, and asked Wen Li, "Are you off work?"

Wen Li scratched his head: "Why are you here?"

Cheng Mosheng said, "Come to pick you up."

No matter how happy you are on cp, you can't be a light bulb. Xiao Min hides aside knowingly, and is going to tell her other little sisters about her boss's beautiful love.

Wen Li had been in a relationship before, but he couldn't stand the problem of blushing easily. Besides, the words of a high-quality man with perfect appearance were too lethal, and his ears were unconsciously covered with a light layer of pink.

The heat on the pinna made Wen Yue at a loss for a while.

Fortunately, Cheng Mosheng saw his embarrassment, and added with a smile: "I'm off work, I'll drop by, so I'll see if you're off work."

The clock on the wall indicated that it was 45:[-], and it was time to leave work.Wen Li took the mobile phone on the table, "Let's go now?"

As the owner of the store, Wen Li's working hours are very flexible and he can leave work at any time.

"Okay."

In the evening, Cheng Mosheng said that he wanted to cook Laba porridge, but Wen Li had no objection. They went to the supermarket together to buy the ingredients for Laba porridge, and bought two cold dishes by the way.

Cheng Mosheng asked Wenli if he wanted to put raisins in the porridge.

Wen Yue shook his head: "No, it's sour and not tasty."

The raisins will swell after being boiled, and smell a strange smell of oak, which is really not his favorite taste.

During the meal, Cheng Mosheng accidentally mentioned Xie Xun's matter.

He still remembered Zhao Xingjun's exaggerated expression.

"Name? I don't remember, he is handsome! I can guarantee that my wife, Yangou, didn't talk to me all night just because I said something bad about him! Don't let me kiss, don't let me hug..."

The more Zhao Xingjun talked, the more wronged he became, but Cheng Mosheng couldn't empathize with him. He ruthlessly interrupted his complaints and told him that showing affection was forbidden in the office.

"My wife and I have a cold war, what kind of show of affection!" Zhao Xingjun wiped his tears angrily.

"He." Wen Li took a bite of the side dish, and when Cheng Mosheng mentioned Xie Xun, he put the side dish on the porridge, "He was my deskmate in high school. Although it was only half a semester, he took good care of me."

In the new semester, Wen Li skipped a grade and went to the third year of high school, but I didn't have much contact with her after that.

"The meeting this time was an accident, and I don't think there will be any contact in the future." After a pause, Wen Li said again, "He has become a movie king now, a busy man."

After hearing Wen Li's answer, Cheng Mosheng was inexplicably relieved. He stopped asking questions and finished his meal quietly. He packed up the dishes and prepared to wash the dishes, but Wen Li snatched him away halfway.

"Let me do the washing. Tonight's meal is made by you, so I can't let you wash the dishes." Wen Li said.

When Wen Li got up to drink water in the middle of the night, he heard a commotion outside and the light in the living room was on. His first reaction was whether a thief had entered the house, but this was a bit too bold. Then he realized that he did not live alone. Only then did I realize that it was Cheng Mosheng who turned on the light.

"Woke you up?" Cheng Mosheng apologized when he saw him open the door, "I'm sorry, the hospital called and I have to go over. Is there a little noise?"

Wen Li said that it had nothing to do with him, it was he who wanted to drink water.

"What happened to the hospital?" After thinking for a while, he asked again.

He was wearing pajamas, with a few dull hairs on his head. Cheng Mosheng couldn't help laughing when he saw him. Although he was anxious, he still patiently explained: "A patient's condition suddenly deteriorated. I have to go and see the situation."

Wen Li scratched the door frame, nodded: "Be careful on the road."

He drank water and went back to sleep. He didn't see Cheng Mosheng coming back until he woke up in the morning, so he bought Cheng Mosheng's portion while shopping for breakfast, and prepared to take it to the hospital.

Cheng Mosheng's office is on the ninth floor. When Wen Li took the elevator, he happened to bump into Zhao Xingjun who was going up and down the stairs. His eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Wen Yue?" Zhao Xingjun looked at the bag in his hand, "Come to deliver breakfast to Lao Cheng? Do you have my share?"

"Ah..." Wen Li was embarrassed, he didn't expect Zhao Xingjun to stay up all night. "No." But he still replied ruthlessly.

Zhao Xingjun held his chest, "Tomorrow I will also ask my wife to bring me breakfast!" After speaking, he pointed in the direction of the office, "Old Cheng just got off the operating table and stayed up most of the night, and now he may be sleeping in the room ,You take a look."

Wen Li said yes.

The office is a two-person office with a small lounge attached.

There was only one bed in the small lounge, which was for doctors on night shift or staying up all night for surgery. Cheng Mosheng was lying on it right now, so sleepy that he didn't even take off his clothes.

Hearing the door of the lounge was pushed open, Cheng Mosheng thought it was Zhao Xingjun who had come back, so he opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"It's me, Wen Yue. Not Dr. Zhao." Wen Yue whispered. "I brought you breakfast and put it on the table outside first. When you wake up, heat it up in the microwave before eating."

Hearing Wen Li's voice, Cheng Mosheng rubbed his eyes and sat up, seeing clearly that it was Wen Li in front of him, "What time is it?"

"It's past seven, and it's not yet eight."

"What's in the breakfast?"

"Soymilk, deep-fried dough sticks, and steamed buns."

"Small steamed buns filled with meat and vegetables?"

"Of course it's stuffed with meat. The ones with vegetarian stuffing are not Xiaolongbao."

"When I was in elementary school, there was a shop selling vegetarian stuffing next to the school."

"Is it tasty?"

"I don't remember, I just remember that it seemed to close down later."

Wen Li said: "That doesn't look delicious."

After an overnight operation, it took a lot of brain and energy. Cheng Mosheng is sleepy and hungry now, but this is normal for him. He closed his eyes and touched a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing, he stuffed the next one.

Wen Li thinks Cheng Mosheng's way of eating is very interesting, it's very similar to how he used to eat in bed when he couldn't get up in winter.

He picked up a small steamed bun, and quickly Cheng Mosheng stuffed it into his slightly opened mouth.

Cheng Mosheng:?

Wen Li couldn't help laughing: "I remember when I was in elementary school, I didn't want to get up and my mother would feed me breakfast like this, and then I would wake up from choking."

Cheng Mosheng: ...

After a few mouthfuls of breakfast, he wasn't that sleepy anymore, but before he had time to say anything, Zhao Xingjun, who had gone downstairs, returned to the office, pointed at the two people in the office, his fingers trembling, with a betrayed expression on his face .

"Cheng Mosheng! You are immoral, who said yesterday that you are not allowed to show affection in the office?!"

Apparently he witnessed the whole process.

Wen Li blinked: "What is Dr. Zhao talking about?"

Cheng Mosheng shook his head: "I don't quite understand, maybe I just stayed up all night and stayed up stupid."

He smiled, and rubbed the top of Wen Li's hair by the way: "Are you going to work? Is there a place to sleep over there? I'll catch up on it."

Wen Li nodded, there were too many sleeping places for him, and Zheng Lijun went to his room when he disagreed, saying that the bed here is soft and helps sleep.

"Then let's go." Cheng Mosheng took off his white coat and changed into his own clothes, "Doctor Zhao, you should get off work early and go back to sleep."

Zhao Xingjun at the door didn't understand very well.

He is obviously married, why did he seem to be stuffed with dog food just now by a pair of doggy men?