Quanzai Cone

Next to the chief's office is the bedroom for rest. The decoration is exactly the same as that of the office, both in a depressing and gorgeous style. The only difference lies in the unclosed floor-to-ceiling arched windows.

After sleeping, I was even more tired, and I slumped on the four-poster bed for a long time, watching the sun climb up through the window and rise into the sky, and the light and shadow spread to my hands, before getting up to wash in a daze.

The bedroom was as brand new as if it had just been renovated. There was not even a single piece of Zhijun's personal belongings, not even traces of life.Zhijun who put me here said that he had little time to rest and hardly used the bedroom, so he did not make "safety renovations" to this room.

Putting on an unseasonable sweater, I passed by the floor-to-ceiling windows that were lucky enough to receive the light wantonly. I looked down at the Yokohama morning that was different from what I remembered, and frowned worriedly.

Experimenting in the bedroom until midnight, I didn't feel any difference from usual at all.Mattresses, wooden cabinets, running water and other things can be touched. Staying up late will make you tired, missing dinner will make you hungry, and the red and swollen forehead caused by hitting the bedpost has not gone away... Even "human beings" did not go away yesterday. Zhijun met briefly.

It's all about things that people don't understand.

With a big sigh, I gently opened the bedroom door and looked around the office.

Time seems to freeze here, what I was like when I left, is still what I am now.Under the constant dim lighting, Zhijun sitting behind the desk bowed his head and was busy, the height of the pile of paperwork in hand did not decrease at all - no, isn't this even higher!

Won't be working all night? "No time to rest" and "no time to sleep" are fundamentally two different concepts!

Anxiety grew rapidly. I knocked on the bedroom door to remind Zhijun that I didn't go over without authorization, but just asked: "Zhijun, good morning. Did you not sleep last night? There is endless work, so pay attention to combining work and rest. .”

Zhi Jun, who kept writing, said without looking up: "Come here. Breakfast is on the table."

I was startled.

Zhijun didn't mention the meal yesterday, thinking that after he finished dinner, I felt a little bit self-conscious as an unexpected guest, and I didn't feel embarrassed to ask for food, so I stayed until this morning on an empty stomach.

Of course it is impossible not to be hungry, my burning stomach is protesting to me, I originally planned to boil the tea first, and then mention the three meals when the atmosphere is milder, but Zhijun has already arranged it.

I couldn't help but sip a smile, I responded briskly and slipped to his side.

There is a dinner plate in the corner of the desk, and the pleasant indoor temperature and the thermal insulation cup box make the food still hot to the touch.I picked it up and walked to the side table and chair, opened the cover and took a look. They were all light and warm dishes, and the portions were not much. If it was given to me, it would be barely enough, but if it was given to Zhijun, it would obviously be too little .

It's impossible for the kitchen to prepare breakfast for me, and Zhijun doesn't seem to want to announce my strange existence... So, does he usually eat this little?Cats have better appetites than him.

I turned my head to look at Zhijun who was so busy that he forgot to sleep and eat, and frowned.

"This is Zhijun's breakfast, right?" I said, "If you give it to me, what will you do? Can someone send another one?"

Zhijun replied succinctly: "No need."

... No, I can't help but get angry.His indifference to his faults really hasn't changed at all.

I put the lid back on and stand up.

Walking over to support the desk, I stared down at him, with a gentle tone: "It's very important to eat on time. I don't have a good rest. If I don't absorb nutrients, my body will collapse."

I should have never been so verbose before, Zhijun paused, and looked up at me with a delicate expression.

We looked at each other, and neither of us would give in. During the stalemate, a female voice came from outside the office.

"Boss, things are ready."

Zhijun took the opportunity to look away: "Go in."

It was Miss Yin whom I met yesterday.She was carrying a bunch of bags and stood not far behind me.

"Boss, referring to the opinions of Jinghua and Hongye, I have bought clothes and daily necessities according to your requirements. Where should I put them?"

I froze for a moment, let go of the hand on the table and turned around to look, taking in the things in her hands that were obviously for young girls.

The headband decorated with white velvet rabbits protruded from the corner of the pocket, and the smiling red eyes were looking at me.

My eyes were wet, I pursed my lips, and complained in my heart: This person is really... Since he has even considered such things, he should think about himself!

"Send it to the bedroom." Zhi Jun lowered his eyes and continued to correct the paperwork, and instructed absently, "You don't need to sort it out, just put it in."

I, who looked at him from the corner of my eye, watched Miss Yin, who still couldn't see me, open the bedroom door and walk in, clasping both hands.

"I can't skip breakfast." I took a deep breath, held back my tears, subconsciously acted like a "girlfriend", and looked down at his face aggressively.

Miss Yin quickly finished her task and returned to the office. I stepped back a few steps and stood by the dinner plate, still staring at Zhijun.

"It's absolutely impossible not to take good care of yourself!" I put my hands on my hips and said firmly, "At least not in front of me!"

Raising one hand, I slammed it on the table, and the food cup on the plate made a clanging sound, attracting Miss Yin's attention.She lived up to expectations, surprised and mentioned the food that no one cared about, but it was exactly the opposite of what I expected.

"Boss, do you want to withdraw breakfast?"

——Wait, Miss Yin, it is time to persuade him to eat it immediately!

I widened my eyes and waved vigorously at her.

Miss Yin, who couldn't receive the signal, fell silent after routinely asking questions, which seemed to be a normal situation.And Zhi Jun, who originally frowned slightly because of my self-assertive action, looked up at me who was waving his hands in depression, his cold expression suddenly broke, and a trace of helplessness flashed between his brows and eyes.

"No." Still the same answer, a few seconds later, he casually added, "Let's add another one."

Rubbing the edge of the table sullenly, I thought about whether I should sneak out to find food by myself, and my eyes locked on him suddenly, showing a triumphant smile.

Miss Yin was taken aback for a moment, then ordered to go outside the house.

Even though I knew she couldn't hear me, I happily thanked her when she passed by: "Please choose clothes for me! And Miss Jinghua and Miss Hongye—I will remember to give you gifts when I meet you in the future!"

Zhijun behind the desk sighed.

"Miss, you are too familiar. It really is a big trouble."

I sat down on the chair and turned a deaf ear to his complaints—hmph, don’t listen, Zhijun recites scriptures!