Olfactory failure

There is a flower shop near the company, Zheng Chengyan parked the car on the side of the road, wrapped his coat and got out of the car.

The place where he can walk in the shop is very narrow, and he was scented with a mixed scent of flowers, strong and light, which always reminded him of the smell on Wen Yanshu's body when he got off work.

He declined the clerk's suggestion, and picked three or two good-looking ones from each flower bucket, white roses, bellflowers, eucalyptus...

After carefully selecting and mixing nineteen varieties, Zheng Chengyan picked a piece of crow-blue Ouya paper and put it on the table. While bandaging it, the clerk said, "Sir, few people choose to mix and match like this, usually three or four are enough." gone."

This remark was very similar to Wen Yanshu's thought that no one would like the indistinct scent of his body, Zheng Chengyan smiled, and pulled out a silver ribbon: "It's okay, someone will like it."

The plain paper wraps flowers of different colors, just like Wen Yanshu, who seems to have few words, actually knows thousands of romantic fragrances. Zheng Chengyan quickly held the ribbon with his hand when the clerk was about to carry out the last step, saying: " Let me do it."

It was the first time he did this kind of work, although he looked as focused as he was tying Wen Yanshu's belt that day, but the final effect was very ordinary.

The clerk couldn't stand it anymore, and said euphemistically, "Sir, can I help you make it symmetrical?"

Zheng Chengyan twirled the ends of the butterflies with different lengths at both ends, and said, "No, that's it."

It's good that it's not so perfect, Wen Yanshu can tell it's from the hands of non-professionals.

When paying, Zheng Chengyan saw the message sent by Wen Yanshu 10 minutes ago. He interpreted it subjectively. Wen Yanshu said that he didn’t need to bring rice, but he sent a flower, which must have meant bringing flowers.

The journey became long due to traffic congestion and urgency. Zheng Chengyan held the steering wheel when he arrived downstairs in Naferi to calm down the comfort infected by the fragrance of flowers in the car, and turned his head to look out the window at the endlessly flowing street.

He found himself coming a little frequently lately.

At the moment when he walked up the steps and stepped into the lobby with his arms full of flowers, Zheng Chengyan could almost imagine the scene of Wen Yanshu carrying Violet to the IDR to pick him up last time. I don't know what Wen Yanshu would think in that situation, is it hard to hide his heart?

There should be, after all, I helped him arrange the flowers before he returned to the office.

Furthermore, it was returned to him that night.

The inexhaustible reverie dissipated in an instant when the girl at the front desk stopped her. Zheng Chengyan saw that these were the two on duty last time. No matter how far his eyesight was, he still hadn't improved.

While complaining, Zheng Chengyan stopped in a polite manner: "I'm looking for the head of the perfume department."

The two girls looked at each other, and one of them asked: "But Team Leader Wen has already left work."

The other nodded: "I walked with the new Xiao Jiang."

Zheng Chengyan's expression didn't change, but his chest seemed to be opened to let in the cool breeze tonight.

It's not that he was bored or disappointed, he left the lobby and sat back in the car, unable to analyze the feeling at the moment, nor did he want to analyze it.

That may still be a bit boring, of course it is not dissatisfaction with Wen Yanshu going to have dinner with others on this important day, but because of my belated confusion in this marriage, it seems that everything has been planned, and everything seems to be wrong. He didn't plan well, and this kind of unexpected situation is far from being as handy as enterprise management. There is no reference book to tell him what to do next.

The engine started again before cooling down. Zheng Chengyan was walking slowly in the evening rush hour. At the red light, he held his mobile phone in his hand. He hesitated to call Wen Yanshu, but when the light turned green, he let go of the mobile phone. , also let go of this idea.

The traffic queue loosened, and Zheng Chengyan continued to drive at a steady speed. The next traffic light turned right was the Lunhe Restaurant. He had to make a choice between unsubscribing from a private room or dining alone.

Before making a choice, the front of his car drove in that direction as if he couldn't control it. Zheng Chengyan sighed, who told him to inform the housekeeper before he got off work that he didn't have to cook tonight, so he bought vegetables so late and went back to cook. It's better to go with the flow and solve it here.

The Lunhe restaurant was expanded in the later period, but the open-air parking lot was always small. Zheng Chengyan went around looking for an empty parking space, and patrolled around while controlling the slow speed.

There was a dark gray car on the left that was exactly the same model as Wen Yanshu's. He glanced at the license plate number suspiciously.

It doesn't matter if the car model is the same, you can't even hit the license plate number, right?

The cars coming from behind honked a series of horns because of his stagnation. Zheng Chengyan suppressed his overwhelming emotions and gave him some fuel to drive forward.

After parking the car, he unbuckled his seat belt and didn't rush to get out of the car. He first touched his phone and sent a message, and then he held the co-driver's flower and opened the door to get out of the car.

The first floor of the Lunhe restaurant is the public dining area. As soon as Zheng Chengyan entered the door, he couldn't help but look around, and his eyes quickly focused on the figure with his back against him against the wall. Only Wen Yanshu could sit up straight like that.

What's more, he hooked and embraced those shoulders, and he could measure the width with only his eyes, so how could he admit his mistake.

After only staying on Wen Yanshu's back for a few seconds, Zheng Chengyan shifted his gaze to the face of the man opposite him. He had a very young and handsome appearance, and his personality should be cheerful, because the other party was not restrained when talking to Wen Yanshu. The smile that passes the lips, the eyes too.

Zheng Chengyan knew that Wen Yanshu was listening carefully. With his left arm resting on the edge of the table, his right hand grasped the fork and unconsciously entangled the pasta. This was the posture he had when listening to his parents talking at the Zheng family dining table.

Zheng Chengyan suddenly remembered that Wen Yanshu seldom behaved like this when eating with himself at home, and before he could appreciate the difference, the waiter who led the way came up to him and asked him how many people were eating.

He turned his eyes from that place and said, "I have reserved a private room, 3016."

The waiter flipped through the book and confirmed, "Is it Mr. Zheng?"

Zheng Chengyan responded, and followed the other party towards the direction of the elevator.

"Team Leader Wen?" Seeing that the person on the opposite side was distracted for a moment, Jiang Er cut off the conversation and called out to him.

Western classical music flows in the restaurant, overshadowing the whispers of people while dining, but it does not prevent Wen Yanshu's hearing from capturing the familiar timbre.

It was rare for him to be rude like this. In order to make sure that he heard correctly, he didn't even respond to Jiang Er calling him. He quickly glanced behind him, but only had time to see Zheng Chengyan walking into the elevator with a large bouquet of flowers. figure.

Surprised for a moment and calmed down, he withdrew his gaze, and Jiang Er asked, "Has Team Leader Wen met someone you know?"

"Wrong person." Wen Yanshu mixed the pasta and sauce well, "Why don't you speak for me at tomorrow's tasting?"

Jiang Er was taken aback and asked, "I'm not qualified yet."

Wen Yanshu rolled up the noodles with a fork: "Do you want to?"

Jiang Er waved his hands again and again: "No, no, it's not that I don't have the guts. The main reason is that you, the team leader, have your name there. I'm not going to go up to the class to get an axe."

Wen Yanshu glanced at him and said, "I see you talk a lot, so I thought you were happy."

Jiang Ercai realized that the other party was turning a corner to persuade him to talk less. He blushed, kept silent and concentrated on eating. During this period, he couldn't help but look up at Wen Yanshu, hesitant to speak several times.

"Speak up if you really have something to say, don't hold back." Wen Yanshu said.

Jiang Er couldn't bear it anymore. The supervisor told him on the day he came to the company to report. The team leader who led him was withdrawn and not easy to get along with, but he could learn a lot from him. After a few days, he thought that the supervisor's words were not bad, but What made him most curious was the eye-catching ring on Wen Yanshu's right ring finger.

Since Wen Yanshu told him not to hold back, he boldly asked: "Group Leader Wen, are you married?"

Wen Yanshu was thinking in his heart who Zheng Chengyan was holding such a big bouquet of burnt flowers to meet, and he was suddenly thrown at this question, he generously admitted: "Yes."

"I can't see it!" Jiang Er started talking again, "I thought you, Team Leader Wen, were a career-oriented man."

This topic was not as disturbing as Jiang Er's long speech on what he had learned in college. Wen Yanshu said: "Career and marriage do not conflict."

"Yes, capable people can take care of and balance the two." Jiang Er fed himself a spoonful of mashed potatoes, "I'm so curious which type of girl your character would like."

Wen Yanshu was still thinking briefly about the first half of Jiang Er's sentence, and frankly denied the other party's guess in the next second: "It's not a girl."

During the lengthy silence, Wen Yanshu grasped a fork and sorted out the few sentences of their highly jumping dialogue.

Jiang Er subjectively speculated that he had balanced his career and marriage, but the fact is that Zheng Chengyan never had to let him miss the point, at least he thought so at that reception or earlier.

However, since he created the new fragrance that combines love and lust as the theme, he seems to have started to pay more attention to Zheng Chengyan than before. At least in terms of creative inspiration, he gradually realized that love is not a very important thing. necessity.

This period of silence only lasted until he finished digesting the question, Jiang Er smiled understandingly, and lowered his voice a bit: "Group leader Wen is so good, the person who is liked by group leader Wen must also be very good."

The word "like" came across unexpectedly, Wen Yanshu subconsciously wanted to deny it, but denying liking would make people suspect the distortion of this marriage in disguise.

In a matter of seconds, he calmed down and explained to a newcomer what he was doing so much.

But his heart was still confused, Wen Yanshu put down his fork, picked up his phone and left his seat: "You eat first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Standing in front of the washstand, he scooped up water and washed his face. After drying his hands, he was still not in the mood to go back to his seat, so he planned to use his mobile phone to pass the time.

Before unlocking it, Wen Yanshu was occupied by the message on the screen. It was Zheng Chengyan who sent him half an hour ago: Can you come to private room 3016 of Lunhe Restaurant after get off work? I want to talk to you face to face.

The hair in front of the forehead slid down the water beads, and the dripping on the screen happened to magnify Zheng Chengyan's name. At this moment, Yanshu decided to shift the focus of life to marriage and try to balance it out.

Leaving the bathroom, he picked up the steps and walked upstairs, forgetting that the elevator was only two steps away, he quickly climbed up to the third floor by climbing on the handrail, and found 3016 without much effort.

Seeing that the door was not closed half a meter away, he slowed down and pretended to be calm, but stopped when he saw another face in the private room besides Zheng Chengyan.