Olfactory failure

Maybe he was really tired. Zheng Chengyan fell asleep not long after leaning against the back of the chair. The not-too-dazzling sunlight climbed across his face, from his chin to the bridge of his nose. Passenger curtains.

Just now he said "not sleepy", but waking up so early in the morning and standing at the tasting meeting for several hours, there is no reason not to be tired, but he is also worried that he really fell asleep and forgot to call Zheng Chengyan to get up In a meeting, you can only sit in the chair.

He took the mobile phone on the dashboard, looking for something to do, but gave up without dialing it twice. It was really inconvenient to operate the mobile phone with his left hand, and his right hand was tightly held by Zheng Chengyan and could not be drawn out.

The back of his hand was covered with a layer of heat, and Wen Yanshu couldn't sleep, so he looked down at Zheng Chengyan's ring, thinking that Zheng Chengyan changed the ring from his right hand to his left at the reception night in order not to hurt his buttocks, and he didn't do it again. Change back.

The thought of Wen Yanshu made his tail tingle. He lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the phone to divert his attention. These days, the phone was always reminding to clear the storage space, so he opened the photo album and checked and deleted some irrelevant pictures.

Like his perfume table, his photo album is also subdivided into multiple categories, most of which are event photos and perfume reviews, followed by photo collection, and the only one related to life is probably only Mocha.

Only then did Wen Yanshu realize that he couldn't even find Zheng Chengyan in his photo album, as if he had never existed in his life.

By coincidence, Wen Yanshu glanced at the hands he and Zheng Chengyan held. He is not a person who likes to share life much, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like to collect life.

With 2 minutes left before the time to wake up Zheng Chengyan, Wen Yanshu raised his mobile phone, the camera covered the area of ​​the armrest box, and the screen flashed, and he put the photo in Mocha's album.

After thinking about it, Wen Yanshu felt it was inappropriate, and created a new album, named it "Source of Inspiration", and changed the title of the photo that was moved into "Soy Milk Cake and Pumpkin Milk Coffee Flavor".

The time at the top of the screen jumped to 15:20. Wen Yanshu put away his phone, grabbed his right hand, and pulled Zheng Chengyan's tie while he was half asleep and half awake: "The meeting is on."

The heater was not turned on in the stalled car, Zheng Chengyan lay down for half an hour, his body felt the cold of Lindong, only his left hand still seemed to be holding a ball of heat.

He moved the seat back, untied the tie and put it on again, but luckily he was able to hold on to not do anything, otherwise he might have stabilized his image of a fool in Yulin's heart.

The Pratt knot was easy to tie, but Zheng Chengyan tied it slowly because his eyes were fixed on the rearview mirror in the middle: "Did you sleep just now?"

Wen Yanshu was waiting to gather up his sleepiness and throw it on the bed at home: "No."

"Sit and wait for me to wake up, isn't it boring?" Zheng Chengyan pushed the knot of his tie, leaned over and threw the empty lunch box and coffee cup at his feet into the bag.

Wen Yanshu's expression was calm, and he didn't feel guilty about taking photos secretly: "I took advantage of this time to review the content of the morning's activities."

Zheng Chengyan understood, didn't ask any more questions, and turned the rearview mirror to check his appearance.

Wen Yanshu was anxious for him: "The meeting will start in 5 minutes."

"Isn't this just right? I can catch a few sleepy cases by going to the conference room a few minutes later." Zheng Chengyan suddenly turned his head to look at him, "Is it very hot, the roots of my ears are flushed."

Wen Yanshu hurriedly looked in the rearview mirror, but did not see the abnormally colored ears, but first saw Zheng Chengyan's smiling face.

Zheng Chengyan stopped teasing him, opened the door and was about to get out of the car. As soon as the soles of his shoes touched the ground, the chill outside forced him back.

He scanned the back row: "Do you have any extra coats in your car? I'll borrow one."

There was a squarely folded blanket in the back row, and Wen Yanshu would not let Chief Zheng wrap a blanket into the company building, so he took off his plaid coat and handed it over: "Put on mine first, go back to the office Change it again."

A casual plaid coat and a strict black shirt don’t match very well, but Zheng Chengyan not only didn’t go back to the office to change it after putting it on, but also went to the floors after the meeting. Stay within a rigid frame, and so do your clothes.

Wen Yanshu, whose clothes were borrowed, faced the radiator vent, so he was not disturbed by the chill outside the car, and he didn't know that Zheng Chengyan was wearing his clothes to show off everywhere.

After driving out of the IDR for a certain distance, he didn't feel sleepy anymore. Thinking that it was rare to have time, he might as well send Wang Tingzheng the calming aromatherapy made by fishing during work.

The aromatherapy was stored in the fragrance room, and Wen Yanshu turned back to get it. In a short while, he didn't slide the car into the underground parking lot, parked it downstairs in Nafeli, and entered the building from the main entrance.

The girl on duty at the front desk greeted him. Wen Yanshu wanted to take a detour since they caught him holding hands with Zheng Chengyan last time, but when he entered and exited the lobby, he couldn't help but look up and look down, so he said with his usual professional smile, "Afternoon good".

The two young girls were no longer afraid of Wen Yanshu's alienation after seeing Wen Yanshu's unknown shyness, and one of them even joked: "Group leader Wen, how do you feel when you receive Hua?"

There was a crowd of people in the elevator, probably from other departments. Wen Yanshu didn't like crowds of people, so he stopped by the front desk and waited for those people to go first: "What flowers?"

The other party reminded in a low voice: "Just the flowers sent by Mr. Zheng from IDR last night."

Wen Yanshu gradually formed the gorgeous posture of the bouquet of flowers in his mind, and after the misunderstanding with Zheng Chengyan was solved, he forgot about it. Where did Zheng Chengyan throw it?

Seeing that he was silent, another girl clubbed her colleague's arm and said, "What's wrong with saying 'Mr. Zheng from IDR'? Why don't you just call him 'Team Leader Wen'? ?”

It would be hypocritical to deny it when the relationship is public. Wen Yanshu is not a cowardly person, so he simply admitted it generously: "It's okay."

The front desk couldn't stop talking anymore: "Your husband came to pick you up last night with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Maybe he didn't say hello in advance to surprise you? It's a pity that you left early."

How embarrassing it was in that situation, not to mention that Zheng Chengyan is a person who cares about face, Wen Yanshu can almost outline out of thin air the gentle face that the other party is trying to maintain.

He switched the briefcase from his right hand to his left, and rubbed his fingers against the ring on his right hand.

The group of people in the elevator had already gone up, but he didn't intend to move away at all, and lied calmly under his eyes: "I received the flowers, I like them very much, they look great on the bedside."

After picking up the aromatherapy, Wen Yanshu went directly to Zheng's house. Wang Tingzheng was very happy. After smelling the fragrance, he patted the back of his hand and praised him. He also pinched his shoulder and said distressedly: "It's so cold outside. , why are you wearing so little?"

Wen Yanshu was embarrassed to say that the coat was worn by Zheng Chengyan, so he said, "It's not cold in the car."

"That won't work! You still need to blow the wind on the way down from the car." Wang Tingzheng got up after saying that, "Yan Shu, sit down first, and I'll find you some warm ones."

Just as Wen Yanshu recalled that he probably never left his coat here, Wang Tingzheng came back with a double-breasted lapel coat from Zheng Chengyan: "Come on, wear this."

Wang Tingzheng is very enthusiastic, he brought his son's clothes not enough, and he had to pull Wen Yanshu up to wait for him to put them on. The woolen material is warm enough, and Wen Yanshu felt that he was no different from being in Zheng Chengyan's arms— —The reason for this sudden thought was that he remembered that Zheng Chengyan was behind his back to tie the belt for him in the International Hotel.

In comparison, Zheng Chengyan's chest might be warmer.

It wasn't too early, Wen Yanshu sat for a while and then left, he took off his coat and left it in the car for some reason in the parking lot.

For the lack of sleep in the afternoon, Wen Yanshu turned off the lights early in the evening to make up for it. Mocha slept under his bed yesterday, and followed him in tonight like an addiction.

Mocha was not drowsy, and he was not sleepy at this point, so he was scratching the floor mat under the bed, Wen Yanshu couldn't sleep because of the slight friction sound, so he simply opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling to chat with Mocha: "Is he still working overtime in the study?" , are you not with him?"

"My memory is wrong, he doesn't like to drink mocha."

"Help me run to his bedroom tomorrow. I suspect he has hidden the flowers."

Wen Yanshu didn't get a response from Mocha, instead he said he was sleepy. He turned over and sneaked into the dream under the corner of the quilt.

The sound of the wind picked up overnight, and Wen Yanshu was awakened by the sound of the wind beating the window. When he opened his eyes, he found that the glass of the bay window was covered with fine raindrops. He touched his phone and saw that the temperature had dropped seven or eight times. Spend.

You can't feel the severe cold outside, but you can see the weather forecast enough to know how thick your clothes should be. Wen Yanshu went into the cloakroom and took out a jacket with velvet buttons on the inside, and wandered around to pick out the jacket and trousers.

"What are you doing here?" Wen Yanshu unfastened the strap of his nightgown, took off his nightgown and put it on the sofa under Mocha's gaze, "Don't stare at me."

Mocha seemed to understand, and twisted his body to get into the next row of clothes. Wen Yanshu hurriedly put down the clothes he was about to put on: "Don't touch it."

Although he doesn't mind Mocha jumping on him now, Wen Yanshu hasn't allowed it to leave a pile of hair in his closet. He quickly followed to take the cat out, but this guy reacted faster , turned around and ran out of the cloakroom with something in his mouth.

Mocha had already opened the door when Wen Yanshu chased him out. He didn't have time to stop Mocha who fled to the opposite room, and met Zheng Chengyan who was poking at the end of the bed inside the door.

Zheng Chengyan just came out of the wash, half of his shirt was taken off, his arms were still crossed and he lifted the hem, obviously he was the one to be seen first, but his gaze could not be restrained from cruising upwards from Wen Yanshu's straight legs.

Before he climbed onto the chest, Wen Yanshu hastily slammed the door, and hurried back to the cloakroom to grab his pants and pants.

While putting on his belt, Wen Yanshu encountered a trouble that was rarely seen at ordinary times. He was shy and irritable, so he just sat on the sofa and waited for the tension to subside, then picked up his coat and walked out of the bedroom meekly.

Zheng Chengyan was no longer seen in the opposite bedroom. Just when Wen Yanshu thought that the current state was rare, Zheng Chengyan's voice suddenly came from the cloakroom of the opposite room: "Yanshu, come and help me."