Don't fall in love with the professor

Everything goes wrong.

When Jiang Xiaocheng came to the company, he first received a merciless reprimand from Clara.

This reprimand was not a venting of temper for no reason. Clara reviewed the documents to be sent to the client in the morning, and found that the money in the bill was not correct. After careful investigation, it was a problem with the data calculation.

"what happened?"

Jiang Xiaocheng picked up the documents on the table, his eyes fell on the form, and his face turned red after a while.

He stammered and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the formula must have been entered incorrectly, so I'll change it right away."

Clara looked directly into Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes, her voice was sonorous and powerful.

"You are not a novice anymore, do you still have to make the same mistakes as elementary school students?"

"Bring this kind of thing to customers, what do you make them think?"

"Do you have any idea how much this will cost the company?"

Jiang Xiaocheng has always been serious in his work, and this is the first time he has been criticized like this. He apologized repeatedly, put away the documents, and sat back at his desk to make changes.

Near the end of the year, a lot of work has been accumulated, and there are strict plans for when and what to do, so it is a waste of time to rework. Clara is a person who pays attention to efficiency, so it is no wonder that she is angry.

Things like checking accounts are the most labor-intensive, and they often make wrong steps. Jiang Xiaocheng is afraid that there will be some problems, so he can only start counting again. His eyes are swollen and painful due to the bright light of the screen, and he dare not stop.

Near noon, Qin Meng ran over and said, "Let's go, Xiao Li has a lot of bloodletting today, and he said he would treat us to a buffet."

Jiang Xiaocheng was so busy that he was distracted and said: "You go, I will finish these first."

Qin Meng yelled, and said with an exaggerated expression: "I heard that our model workers were brutally ravaged by evil forces. But you have to eat, young man, if you want to work hard, there is no end to work."

Pull Jiang Xiaocheng's arm to make him stand up.

Jiang Xiaocheng was really not in the mood to joke with her, thinking she had a good intention, he said patiently: "It will be fine soon, really."

Qin Meng tilted her head and asked, "Then... shall I wait for you?"

"No, you can go, I don't really want to go out to eat," Jiang Xiaocheng grabbed the phone beside him, "I'll make an order later."

After a while, he dragged on for half an hour, finished modifying the data, and waited for the save time before he remembered that he hadn't eaten lunch yet.

In fact, my stomach protested a long time ago, and it has been hurting for a long time, but I was too busy, so I ignored it.

When he was in a bad mood, eating was just to maintain his strength. Jiang Xiaocheng remembered that there were still a lot of things to deal with, so he turned on his phone and bought a hamburger and fried chicken casually.

Who knew that such a simple thing could happen one after another.

First, there was no rider to take the order. Half an hour later, the merchant sent a message, explaining that there was a shortage of manpower during the peak period, and there was no other way but to refund.

Changed to another restaurant, but someone came to pick him up. He called Jiang Xiaocheng, speaking with a strong accent, and said that he could not find the location. Jiang Xiaocheng gave him the exact location and told him where to go. The chicken and the duck talked for a long time. , Finally, I found that I filled in the wrong information, leaving my home address.

I have to place an order again.

There was no mistake this time, but it was almost two o'clock when it was delivered, and even some appetite was worn out. At this time, Clara told him that there was an emergency meeting before get off work, so that he could prepare the documents he needed.

Open the materials sent from the intranet, start typesetting and revise, browse through it carefully, save it in the U disk after confirming that there are no problems, and hurried upstairs.

The printing room was abnormally deserted, and only one employee, Xiao Chen, was sorting the A4 papers. She conveyed the bad news to Jiang Xiaocheng in a helpless tone.

"Computers were poisoned collectively, and someone came to overhaul after a while, and now all the machines are unusable."

"Poisoned?" Jiang Xiaocheng looked anxious, "When will it be fixed?"

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders, then pouted, "Tomorrow."

Immediately searched for a nearby Wenyinshe, which was four kilometers away from the company, not too far away.Jiang Xiaocheng paced back and forth at the entrance of the company, and finally waited for a taxi after 10 minutes.It didn't take long for him to regret it. The faint smell of gasoline in the closed car and the always unexpected acceleration of the brakes made his stomach twitch.

It was not easy to distribute the materials before the meeting, and the meeting ended smoothly.After work, when he arrived at the door of the house, Jiang Xiaocheng thought that the twists and turns of the day had finally passed, and put his hand in his pocket, but he didn't touch the key as usual. On second thought, it was tied to the U disk and fell into the Wenyinshe inside.

Without the key, you can't enter the house, not to mention there are important documents in the USB flash drive attached to it, Jiang Xiaocheng has no choice but to go back the same way.

When I walked out of the unit door, the sky had already turned a dull lead color, the street lights were not turned on in the community, and the surrounding buildings and bushes were covered with gray-black shadows, like giant beasts lurking in the dark.The wind is cold, mixed with tidal water vapor, which chills the clothes next to the body. Experienced people know that it is going to rain.

Against the wind, Jiang Xiaocheng walked quickly on the street at night, and passers-by passed by from time to time, all of them were in a hurry, probably rushing home.He thought of the taxi, and his stomach hurt again. He hesitated for a moment at the intersection, and turned into a wider street.

There are a few people waiting for the bus scattered at the bus stop, either leaning on the railing to brush their mobile phones, or looking into the distance, all with tired faces.

It was as if raindrops were falling on the cheeks.

After standing in the wind for a long time, the car finally drove slowly in the gray night. Several people saw the red number on the front of the car clearly, and their faces showed excited expressions. They didn't know who pushed Jiang Xiaocheng, and he Became the last to get on the bus, no seat.

Traffic jams, red lights, stop and go all the way.

Fine water droplets hit the window glass, and within a few minutes, the crackling sound suddenly became louder. The driver paid attention to the road conditions and turned on the windshield wipers.

Another station arrived, and two people squeezed to the front door, making preparations to open an umbrella. Jiang Xiaocheng looked at the weather outside, hesitated for a few seconds, put his hand on his forehead, and got out of the car.

In an instant, he was unable to lift his waist under the pressure of the overbearing raindrops, Jiang Xiaocheng ran forward with his head down, his shoes fell to the ground, causing water splashes one after another, and mud splashed on the trousers.

The coat got wet after a while, and the white shirt was also smudged transparently. The rain was against the skin, and there was a burst of coolness in the heart.

When I ran to Wenyinshe, the boss was locking the door. After hearing Jiang Xiaocheng's explanation, he showed an impatient look on his face, untied the iron chain tied to the glass doorknob, and muttered something .

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't understand at first, but after the boss made gestures, he realized that he was telling himself not to follow in, so as not to wet the paper in the store.

Jiang Xiaocheng, who was drenched all over, stood under the plaque of the shop, watching the torrential rain in the night, like a drowned chicken abandoned by the world.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, and he wiped the raindrops on his eyelashes to see the caller ID clearly.

Twenty or ten minutes later, Zhong Kexing's car appeared at Wenyinshe. He drove slowly, looking around from time to time, with a rare anxious expression on his face.

The rain was still raging non-stop, and it was difficult to find someone in such a thick night. Zhong Kexing's gaze penetrated the glass window, and in the dim beam of light from the car lights, he caught what seemed to be not far ahead. There is a back, and he is a little uncertain.

He drove the car closer, and finally saw that it was Jiang Xiaocheng. He didn't care about anything, and hurriedly turned off the engine and got out of the car.

"Small town!"

Jiang Xiaocheng was still walking in the heavy rain, when he heard someone calling his name behind him, he turned his head, with a confused look in his eyes, the rain was so heavy that he couldn't see or hear clearly.

"Small town!"

Zhong Kexing yelled again, strode to him, opened the umbrella neatly, and propped it on top of his head.

Noticing that Jiang Xiaocheng was trembling non-stop, he hurriedly took off his coat and put it on him without any hesitation.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the umbrella surface with a muffled sound.

Zhong Kexing held Jiang Xiaocheng's cool, white and distressed cheeks, wiped off the water drops for him, and looked carefully at his eyes, with distressed expression in them.

"Why are you here? Didn't you go home?"

One sentence made Jiang Xiaocheng very wronged.

With red eyes, he said under the umbrella:

"I was going home, but I couldn't get in the door without the key."

"The key and the U disk are tied together and left in the Wenyinshe."

"Because the company's computer is poisoned, even the "Heji Thumbnail" cannot be used, and it will be available tomorrow."

"I ordered a meal at noon, but I didn't take the order, and the address was wrong, so I didn't eat the meal."

"The driver drove so hard and didn't even say hello to the brakes!"

After speaking, he became more choked up.

Zhong Kexing pressed his neck, let him lean on his shoulder, and gently stroked his back, comfortingly said: "Okay, I will take you home."

Jiang Xiaocheng pushed him violently, with a stubborn expression on his face, he walked angrily into the rain.

"Small town!"

"I don't need you! I can do it myself!"

"It's so far away, how do you go back by yourself?"

"I'll go back!"

"It's raining so much, I'm getting wet."

"Anyway, it's already wet like this, there is no sword" and you have no sword

Zhong Kexing wanted to hold an umbrella for Jiang Xiaocheng, but Jiang Xiaocheng wanted to run into the rain. The two chased each other one after the other. After a while, one drowned chicken became two.

Zhong Kexing had been with Jiang Xiaocheng for so long, and it was the first time he saw him showing a childlike stubborn temper. He took a step ahead and walked up to Jiang Xiaocheng.

Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't dodge in time, and slammed into his arms.

The sounds of struggling and sighing disappeared in the rain.

"How can I be without He Jianjun

If Wuhejian really didn't, he wouldn't have been restless and distracted since the day they parted.

If Wuhe Jian really didn't have to weigh every word he said during the quarrel, wondering if it was too serious and hurtful.

If Wuhe Jian really couldn't restrain the urge to meet each other, he drove to the other person's house in the middle of the night and knocked on the door.

Zhong Kexing took Jiang Xiaocheng by the hand and pulled him into the bathroom.

The shower under the ceiling sprayed out fine and powerful water lines, and the steaming hot air evaporated along the water flow, forming a misty white mist from the ground upwards.

The hot water slid down the cheeks and necks, soaking the shirts of the two of them.

Zhong Kexing's bangs stuck to his forehead one by one. He was also shivering from the cold rain, but he was even more worried that Jiang Xiaocheng would catch a cold, so he took his cold fingers to unbutton his clothes.

The hot air blocked his sight, turning everything in front of him into blurred shadows, Zhong Kexing lowered his head, trying to see more clearly.

What touched the lips was moist and soft.

Zhong Kexing stopped unbuttoning his clothes.

Then, another tentative kiss fell, like a shy and affectionate butterfly, fluttering its wings, leaving and touching again, repeatedly.

Zhong Kexing suddenly clasped Jiang Xiaocheng's waist and tightened it slowly.

deepened the kiss.