Olfactory failure

Wen Yanshu lowered a window slit to let the cold wind of late autumn squeeze in, so that he could still keep a clear head after the continuous work, and clear up the mess that had accumulated in his heart in the past two days.

Probably the fountain pool interfered with his thoughts, but he failed to clean it up, so he raised the window glass up again.

But he didn't want his chest to be as tightly blocked as the carriage. After thinking twice, he let go of the steering wheel and tested the temperature of the two cups of hot drinks on the co-pilot with the back of his hand, thinking that it was necessary to drink them before the taste disappeared. .

Just like what I whispered to Mocha that day, he is really boring, and only one sentence pops up when I turn my head to the chat interface for a long time: Are you free?

After typing and pressing send, he threw the phone on the dashboard and lay on the steering wheel waiting for a reply.

It was just after the lunch break, but Zheng Chengyan was still sitting in the conference room analyzing and forecasting the sales market. He had stayed here since the meeting ended at twelve o'clock, and it was Yu Lin who came over after a break and told him to eat lunch to know that he had After two o'clock.

It happened that there was a department in the conference room that needed to use it. Zheng Chengyan foldered the files and went back to the [-]th floor. The meal that You Lin brought for him was already cold on the corner of the table, so he opened it and looked at it before putting it back.

Yulin sorted the tables full of information and asked, "Shall I heat up the meal while I go out?"

"No, let's leave it for now." Zheng Chengyan sipped his saliva, "You look good, are you in a better mood?"

You Lin touched up her makeup after her lunch break, and her smile looked brighter than in the morning: "It's much better, just now he sent a message to apologize, but in fact, both of us were too impulsive about this matter, we agreed to sit down and have a good chat at night, Sometimes learning to communicate is the most important thing.”

Zheng Chengyan nodded, it seems that he still has to work hard, so that Wen Yanshu can choose to open up to himself when he is in a bad mood.

After a few gossips, You Lin thought of something next to her: "Mr. Zheng, there seems to be something unread on your phone, because it's not a work machine, so I didn't open it to read it."

In order to ensure undisturbed meetings, Zheng Chengyan seldom brought his mobile phone into the meeting room. When he heard this, he immediately put down his cup to check, and read Wen Yanshu's letter without unlocking it.

When people fall in love, they either receive three-page love letters or three-line poems. He is a married man who only has three-character text messages, but Zheng Chengyan is quite easy to satisfy. In his memory, this seems to be one of the few Wen Yanshu who took the initiative to find him.

In front of the secretary who had just quarreled with her boyfriend last night, Zheng Chengyan dialed the phone to Wen Yanshu, and the person answered after a few calls, and at least changed three words: "Are you done?"

"Why did you steal my lines?" Zheng Chengyan walked to the French window and opened the thick curtain, "The tasting session is over?"

"Well," Wen Yanshu said, "Are you free now?"

"It's okay, there will be one at 03:30..." Zheng Chengyan suddenly took a step closer to the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the [-]th floor was too high, so he asked the other party to wait a while, then took down his phone and turned on the camera mode to let the things downstairs Zoom in on the eyes.

Then he put the phone back to his ear: "Yanshu, this location is forbidden."

There was silence on the phone for a while, Wen Yanshu was looking left and right to find a suitable parking space, when he heard Zheng Chengyan's laughter, he realized that he was being teased, he leaned back on the steering wheel and said, "I'll leave after delivering afternoon tea It's okay, don't get in the way."

Zheng Chengyan originally wanted to learn Wen Yanshu's method to get people out of the car and look up upstairs, but he gave up the idea when he heard Wen Yanshu's limp voice: "I'll come down now."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Chengyan glanced at You Lin: "It's not finished yet."

There were several stacks of documents on the table, and Yu Lin put down the last one and put her hands on it, feeling the need to remind her boss: "Mr. Zheng, don't forget the meeting at 03:30."

"I'm afraid you're making me look like a fool," Zheng Chengyan pushed the lunch box at the corner of the table, "Look at who is busy with work and didn't eat at noon today, take this to warm it up for him. "

"Okay." Yulin brought the lunch box and said before leaving, "It's cold outside, remember to put on a coat."

The coat was draped over the back of the chair, Zheng Chengyan seemed to take two steps back too much, and left the office one step ahead of Yulin.

The special elevator was very fast, and Zheng Chengyan couldn't wait to get out as soon as the elevator door opened. He only nodded slightly when the front desk greeted him, but deliberately slowed down when he reached the steps.

Wen Yanshu's car was still parked there, Zheng Chengyan went around from the rear of the car, and when he approached the driver's seat from the side, he found Wen Yanshu lying unconscious on the steering wheel.

He thought Wen Yanshu was feigning sleep, but when he got closer, he realized that the other party's eyes were open, staring lazily at a certain point in front of him.

Zheng Chengyan stretched out his hand and before he knocked on the window glass, Wen Yanshu came back to his senses, leaned over and took the bag on the passenger seat, lowered the window and handed it out: "It was a bit hot when I bought it, now I drink it. Should be just right."

The bag was delivered to his eyes, and Zheng Chengyan saw a cup of pumpkin milk coffee inside, and a box of soy milk cake next door.

He didn't pick it up, and went around from the front of the car to the front passenger, opened the door and got in the car, took the bag from Wen Yanshu's hand, and raised his hand to the tree in front to signal: "Drive over there and stop over there."

Wen Yanshu fastened the untied seat belt back, wondering if the movement of lowering his head concealed the embarrassment in his eyes: "I thought you were joking about the ban."

"I'm just joking," Zheng Chengyan concentrated on tinkering with the fastened pastry box lid, "but there are people coming and going here, if I do something else for the employees to see, it won't look good."

Wen Yanshu slammed on the brakes, put the handbrake back in place, and looked at him in disbelief: "What do you want to do?"

Zheng Chengyan took out a fork, cut a thin slit in the middle of two plump soy milk, poked it in, dug a whole cake and put it in his mouth, saying: "What else can I do in the car, I have endured it for long enough , didn’t you come here just to fulfill me.”

Full of hints, Wen Yanshu almost forgot his original intention of coming here, clutching his seatbelt with a rather aggressive look: "I didn't get enough sleep last night, I'll go home later to catch up on sleep."

Zheng Chengyan looked at him with a smile and asked back: "Can you sleep in the car with me?"

Wen Yanshu didn't even think about it: "I accept the bed."

Zheng Chengyan didn't ask any more questions, and quickly wiped out half the box of cakes one by one, but he still spoke calmly: "Take off the seat belt, it won't hurt to wear it."

Wen Yanshu just relied on the seat belt to increase his sense of security. He didn't answer, seeing that Zheng Chengyan filled his stomach with appetite: "Aren't you full at noon?"

Zheng Chengyan didn't take the straw, took off the lid of the cup and took a sip of milk coffee. With his left hand resting on the armrest box, he finally got rid of the hunger: "I didn't eat at all, I just worked hard in the conference room."

Wen Yanshu weighed the broad and narrow senses of this term in his mind, and thought that Zheng Chengyan was referring to the former, after all, Zheng Chengyan came out just after the little star entered.

This kind of unsubstantiated speculation is actually very rude. Wen Yanshu hates his own behavior, and is also unreasonably afraid that the conjecture will come true, so he is reluctant to ask, and has repeatedly broken the signs that the other party will tell.

He hasn't felt this kind of psychological self-torture for a long time, but procrastination will only affect his work status, and he came here this time to make up his mind to ask clearly.

He didn't need to type up the opening remarks of the tasting meeting for so long. Wen Yanshu organized his words and opened his mouth to ask questions. Zheng Chengyan suddenly looked at him: "Didn't you go back to your room early last night? Why? Didn't get enough sleep?"

Wen Yanshu didn't expect the topic to turn to himself, so he gave a random reason: "Review the materials of the tasting meeting."

"Didn't the briefcase be thrown on the low stool in the porch?" Zheng Chengyan asked, "Check with your brain?"

The other party's tone was no different from that of a chatterbox, Wen Yanshu didn't pay attention: "The phone has a backup file."

"I said how can it be possible for modern people not to look at their mobile phones?" Zheng Chengyan curled up his hand on the armrest box and knocked, "Is that intentional and didn't reply to me after seeing the message?"

It was only after hearing Yanshu that he felt that he had been tricked. He thought Zheng Chengyan would be unhappy about it, but turned around only to find tolerance clearly written on his face.

"Are you not very happy these two days?" Zheng Chengyan asked in another way, "I may not be able to help you solve the pressure at work, but I may be able to give you some advice on other problems."

The carriage carried the scent of afternoon tea, Wen Yanshu was watched carefully by Zheng Chengyan, and those lost inspirations seemed to start to gather at him again.

"I saw the news." Wen Yanshu untied his seat belt, and it was really uncomfortable to tie himself up, "but I don't know if I should reply, how should I reply, and what will you say when I reply."

He put his right hand on the armrest box, a little distance away from Zheng Chengyan's left hand, but a pair of wedding rings silently informed the inseparable legal relationship between the two.

"I actually went to 3016 last night," Wen Yanshu said, "I just didn't go in."

Zheng Chengyan was puzzled: "Where did this private room persuade you to leave?"

A figure suddenly swayed in the rearview mirror, Wen Yanshu hastily touched the back of Zheng Chengyan's hand to make him turn his head to look: "That person."

Zheng Chengyan glanced away and moved away: "There is only one person who came to the audition, not a company employee, and he didn't skip work. Leave him alone and continue talking."

Wen Yanshu looked at Zheng Chengyan's face full of indifference, and the dark clouds in his heart seemed to dissipate: "He sat across from you last night."

Unrelated people suddenly linked up the whole story of the incident, Zheng Chengyan reacted for a long time to sort out Wen Yanshu's brain circuit, he was stunned and wanted to laugh, all kinds of emotions mixed into a soft sigh: "Just because of this, you Put on a face for me all day? He sits across from me, you won’t come in and sit next to me? What does it have to do with him, and what does it have to do with you—”

He stopped in the middle of speaking, looked at Wen Yanshu's sideways face, and forced himself not to let the swear words come out of his mouth: "Do you suspect that I have cheated?"

The other party's silence confirmed his guess, and Zheng Chengyan laughed: "Yanshu, look at me."

Wen Yanshu lowered his eyes and said "I'm sorry" to the car logo on the steering wheel.

Zheng Chengyan had plenty of ways to make Wen Yanshu look at him. He raised his left hand, wrapped it around the right hand of the person next to him, and fastened it tightly so that the other person could not break free: "No need to apologize, next time you encounter such a situation, just stand next to me Come on. I have come into contact with a lot of people in this industry, and I am afraid that you will smell sour all over if you are jealous."

Wen Yanshu was slightly moved, but was suppressed by the last sentence, and he denied it categorically: "I'm not jealous."

Zheng Chengyan didn't care if the other party was jealous, he lowered the seat and said, "Aren't you sleepy, take a nap?"

Wen Yanshu became alert, and wanted to put his seat belt back on again: "I'm not sleepy."

Zheng Chengyan had already leaned against the back of the reclined chair, half-lidded his eyes and looked at Wen Yanshu wearily: "Then let me sleep for half an hour, wake me up at [-]:[-], and I'll go back to the meeting."

Wen Yanshu didn't care about his hand and was still grabbed by the other party: "Sleep here?"

Zheng Chengyan said: "Otherwise, why move the car here, park it at the door and let the employees watch the boss sleep?"