I Was Wrong, Please Don't Leave Me

"Mr. Su."

Liu Qi walked towards him.

Su Jinyu raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, with a slightly apologetic smile on her haggard face: "Assistant Liu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Liu Qi shook his head, reached out and took the things in his hand: "Mr. Su really won't go up?"

Su Jinyu's long eyelashes trembled, and after a moment of silence, he said: "No, I have something else to do, so I'll go back first, so I won't disturb your work."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left. Liu Qi stood on the steps and looked at the back of the man who was receding away, and the words "Boss has been waiting for you" on his lips were blocked back.

In the office, a handsome man in a straight suit sat behind the desk with no expression on his face, and the computer screen slid page by page, but none of the words could stay in his eyes.

Someone knocked on the closed office door suddenly, Gu Peilang raised his head instantly, a smile that he didn't know flashed in his eyes, and then he restrained himself slightly.

The man pretended to be serious about his work, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Then the door lock sounded, and Gu Peilang looked up pretending to be careless, but when he saw Liu Qi alone, the smile in his eyes froze instantly.

Liu Qi stood at the door with the lunch box in his hand, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the office was a little low.

"What about him?"

Gu Peilang opened his mouth and looked at the thing in Liu Qi's hand.

Liu Qi: "Mr. Su said he still has something to do, so he went back first..."

His words gradually disappeared into the colder and colder eyes of the man behind the desk.

The office was dead silent.

"I know, you go out first."

The man looked away lightly, and looked at the computer in front of him again, his deep and cold voice could not hear any emotion.

Liu Qi stood on the spot with the lunch box in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then responded, stepped forward to put down the things in his hand, turned and left silently.

With the soft sound of closing the door, the air became quiet again.

During the meeting that day, all of Gu's employees felt a wave of what it means to be in the North Pole.

The manager of the planning department came out of the office with a pale face. His legs were as soft as noodles. If Liu Qi hadn't helped him in time, he might have collapsed on the ground.

"Liu Zhu..." The 40-year-old man tremblingly supported his beer belly, wanting to cry, "Is our company going bankrupt?" Otherwise, why is the CEO's expression so scary?He didn't speak, just stared at you with a pair of eyes expressionless, and let out a "swish" air-conditioning, which simply killed them.

Liu Qi helped him out without changing his face: "Manager Wang is joking, everything in the company is normal."

"What's the reason for that?" Manager Wang's hair, which wasn't thick at first, was becoming thinner again.

Liu Qi glanced back at the closed door, and said lightly after a long time: "I'm not in a good mood."

Manager Wang: "..."

When he got off work in the afternoon, the man who was still in a bad mood got into the car that Liu Qi was in charge of picking up and dropping off with a blank expression on his face.

The black car turned around in the underground garage, and then slid smoothly into the street.

It was getting dark early in early winter, and the street lamps on the street were lit up one after another, intertwining a blurred ribbon with the tall buildings on both sides.

In the small compartment, the atmosphere was quiet.

The water droplets outside the car window slide slowly along the glass under the action of gravity, winding out a clear trace.

The man sat in the back seat and turned his head to look at the receding street scene outside the window. Liu Qi looked in the rearview mirror and could only see the other party's sharp profile and tight jawline.

While waiting for the traffic light, Gu Peilang suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked at him.

The eyes of the two met in the mirror, and Liu Qi subconsciously sat up straight.

"Do you know about Dr. Stark coming to City A?"

Liu Qi tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly: "There have been reports on TV these two days."

"Heh..." After hearing his answer, Gu Peilang chuckled inexplicably.

Liu Qi: "..."

"When did he find you?"

Who he is is self-evident.

Liu Qi: "Boss... I'm sorry."

The man's voice was full of regret.

Gu Peilang closed his eyes and didn't speak, the lingering fatigue was stained between his brows.

After a century-long silence, he finally spoke, using the voice of the night, revealing a little hoarseness and... fragility.

"Liu Qi, I have... missed the time for the best treatment, do you understand?"

Liu Qi's body stiffened suddenly, and bitterness spread between his lips and teeth.

Gu Peilang lowered his head, his eyes like stagnant water fell on those legs covered with blankets.

He stretched out his hand lightly, the palm felt hard and painful, and he felt nothing.

"I want it better than anyone else, and I know better than anyone what the chances of it recovering are."

The man's voice was extremely calm, with cruelty, he said: "Instead of going through another doomed failure with joy, it's better not to have any hope from the beginning."

"But..." Liu Qi wanted to speak.

"I don't blame you for giving those things to him. He will know sooner or later, but there will be no next time." Gu Peilang raised his head, and his dark eyes looked at him quietly. Do not understand emotions.

Liu Qi was speechless, only feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

After a long time, he nodded with some difficulty: "I see, there will be no next time."

Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into Gu's house.

From far away, Gu Peilang saw the man standing under the street lamp.

Tiny raindrops floated in the air, and the other party held an umbrella, retracting his neck into the collar of his sweater, and the breath sprayed from his nose condensed into a cloud of white mist in the cold air, and then dissipated in an instant.

Gu Peilang tightened his hands on his knees.

"What are you doing standing outside?" After the car approached, Gu Peilang saw the other party's face that was bruised and purple from the cold.

There were two more wrinkles between the man's brows, and his voice subconsciously cooled down.

Su Jinyu looked at him and smiled, his white and neat teeth were a bit dazzling under the dim yellow street lights.

"Wait for you."

After Liu Qi delivered the person, he left.

Su Jinyu put the dripping umbrella at the entrance, changed into a pair of clean slippers, and then pushed people inside.

Butler Zhang was busy with his aunt in the kitchen, and the sound of jingling came from inside, adding a bit of excitement to the quiet space.

Su Jinyu pushed him to the sofa, and then brought out the soup that he had made earlier in the morning.

"Drink a bowl to warm up your body first, and Auntie will be cooking right away."

Gu Peilang looked down at his hand, and suddenly touched it.

It's as cold as ice cubes.

Su Jinyu's hand holding the spoon shook, and with a "boom", the spoon fell into the bowl, splashing two drops of soup.

"Pei Lang?" Su Jinyu called out the man's name cautiously.

Gu Peilang held his hand in his palm with both hands, his voice was low, with a touch of reproach and distress: "I don't know how to wear gloves when I go out, what should I do if I catch a cold?"