Olfactory failure

Wen Yanshu woke up once in the middle of the night.

When his consciousness was not fully recovered, he smelled the very faint fragrance on the pillow, and despite the dimness in front of his eyes, he immediately concluded that he was still in Zheng Chengyan's room.

He felt the heat on his back sluggishly, and the long breath hit the back of his neck, the other party should be in a deep sleep.

Memories before going to bed flooded into his mind, and he grabbed the bed sheet under him in shame, and realized that it was the sleeve of the nightgown that he was grabbing when he felt something was wrong.

No matter how sleepy Wen Yanshu was, he couldn’t fall asleep immediately after waking up because of the bed. He was tired physically but mentally and mentally in pain. After thinking twice, he gently removed Zheng Chengyan’s hand on his waist. , Lift was sat up.

The physical discomfort was not as strong as the first time, Wen Yanshu sat on the edge of the bed to relax, got out of bed and found his shoes beside the couch at the end of the bed.

He didn't seem to hear the sound of rain, so he looked up at the window. The originally open window had been closed at this time, and no cold wind could escape.

I don't know if Zheng Chengyan's sleep is light or not. Wen Yanshu was afraid that if he stayed too long, he would make noise, so he was about to leave. He turned around and looked at the silhouette on the bed after taking two steps. He walked over to help Zheng Chengyan tuck the quilt .

Going back to his bedroom in the dark and turning on the light, Wen Yanshu realized that he was wearing Zheng Chengyan's clothes. He randomly pulled off the neatly tied bowknot in front of him to check, and made sure that he had been washed clean, and tied the belt again. go back.

He sat at the end of the bed, and his active brain nerves engraved Zheng Chengyan's "like" for him over and over again, but he didn't know where this feeling came from and where it went deep, he just felt that everything was too sudden.

A piece of fluff swept over the ankles, Wen Yanshu looked down and saw Mocha crawling out from under the bed, he seemed to have found a cling, carried the cat to the bed regardless of the mess, turned off the light and leaned on its warm belly.

Wrapped in a familiar smell, Wen Yanshu fell asleep very quickly. He had a mess of dreams. He didn't know whether the rain outside the window would stop or the weather would be bright.

Seeing him open his eyes, Mocha jumped to the ground. Before Wen Yanshu could stop it, it jumped up and grabbed the handle, using its own weight to pull it down, and opened the door very skillfully.

Zheng Chengyan outside the door was neatly dressed, Wen Yanshu couldn't escape the reality by pretending to be asleep, so he sat up and pushed away the quilt on his body.

He is used to staying in the fragrance room in silence for a whole day, and he is also good at avoiding unnecessary interpersonal communication with silence, but at this moment he wants to say something to break the deadlock.

Zheng Chengyan stopped in front of him, and just as he looked up, the other party handed him a mobile phone with a bright screen: "Pick up the phone first."

It was Pei Yang who called, and Wen Yanshu got out of bed after answering the call. He didn't want to wear Zheng Chengyan's nightgown and dangle in front of the other party, so he took the opportunity to hide in the cloakroom.

"It's accepted," Pei Yang said, "It's not your character to oversleep on weekends, isn't it, are you trying to secretly let me go?"

Wen Yanshu was at the same table as Pei Yang when he was in middle school. At that time, he didn't want to stay at home on weekends, so he made an appointment with Pei Yang to go to McDonald's to do his homework. Often he would sit there after eight o'clock in the morning and spread out his homework. Pei Yang quickly I yawned at noon and arrived late, but as soon as I opened my schoolbag, there was a game console inside.

It's hard to say why the two have been in love for so many years because of their diametrically opposite temperaments. Even the marriage partner was introduced by Pei Yang. standard.

Wen Yanshu stopped his hands wandering between the hangers, and glanced at the full-length mirror by the door, Zheng Chengyan was no longer in the bedroom.

"My phone was left in the living room last night." Wen Yanshu took a turtleneck sweater, "Where do you want to eat? You decide the place, and I'll treat you."

Pei Yang said: "You're welcome, I've already reserved a seat, at the Lunhe—"

Wen Yanshu sighed: "Can I change it?"

"The Ginkgo Restaurant diagonally opposite the Lunhe Restaurant," Pei Yang said in full, "it's at twelve o'clock."

Wen Yanshu put the chosen clothes on the sofa, raised his hand to untie the belt around his waist: "Can I make it an hour earlier?"

Pei Yang was speechless: "Are you sure, it's already 11:30 now."

Wen Yanshu took down his phone and took a look. The screen clearly showed 11:31 Beijing time. Pulling down the information bar, he could see a bunch of unread messages from Pei Yang. Last night, he indulged for a while, and today he actually slept the whole morning. past.

After the phone call, Wen Yanshu hurriedly changed his clothes, and he hung Zheng Chengyan's nightgown aside first, and would wash it when he came back at night.

He wrapped up his coat and went downstairs, feeling a little uncomfortable without Mocha by his side. When he passed the restaurant, he found the cat sitting beside Zheng Chengyan.

Zheng Chengyan was rolling up his sleeves and spreading jam on the toast. After finishing a pinch, he pushed the other plate forward: "Put your belly first."

"I don't want jam." Wen Yanshu said.

Zheng Chengyan ate his own slice: "Your ones are luncheon meat."

Mocha didn't know the cold atmosphere between the two of them, so he scratched the cuff buttons of his suit jacket on the back of the chair for fun, Wen Yanshu glanced at him inadvertently, and asked, "Are you going out later?"

Zheng Chengyan finished eating one and continued to wipe the second one, never looking at him: "The chief executive of Zhiwei has invited me, and their advertisement will start to be promoted in various sections next Monday, and your department should also receive it." news."

Wen Yanshu's footsteps when he went out seemed to be restrained by the word "sticky taste". He pulled away the chair opposite Zheng Chengyan and sat down. Go out on your own?"

This sentence seemed to be thorny, but Zheng Chengyan was not annoyed: "This is a perfume product, I can't be careless."

Wen Yanshu was stabbed back by the other party's answer, gnawed on the toast and said nothing, and sent a message to Pei Yang with his right hand, asking the other party to order food first when he arrived.

Zheng Chengyan ate [-]% full and screwed the lid on the jam. Wen Yanshu thought he was going to go out, but Zheng Chengyan leaned back and put on a leisurely chat: "Yanshu, I asked you to go out last night. Are you disgusted?"

"No." Wen Yanshu subconsciously denied it, his waist and hips were still sore, and he didn't dare to review those pictures, but he was very clear that this feeling was definitely not disgust.

Zheng Chengyan nodded, combed Mocha's hair and asked, "Then why are you hiding, I thought you were dissatisfied with me."

After eating the toast in his hand, Wen Yanshu couldn't use other things to divert his eyes, so he had to raise his head and look at Zheng Chengyan across the table: "I recognize the bed, I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, so I went back to myself Room."

Zheng Chengyan expressed his understanding, and the way of understanding was: "Then do it on your bed next time."

Wen Yanshu immediately wanted to say "shameless", but he saw through Zheng Chengyan's temptation only when he looked into Zheng Chengyan's eyes.

If the problem is not solved, it will only add up to confusion. Wen Yanshu simply spread it out and said: "Zheng Chengyan, I have been in a very comfortable state in this marriage. This state was created for me by you. I thought we could live together forever." Keep that distance."

Zheng Chengyan withdrew his hands from Mocha, and put his fingers on the table, looking awe-inspiring in negotiations.

But his demeanor and words are not as strict as at work. He always has another face to Wen Yanshu: "Yanshu, I am not a saint."

"I know, it's also difficult for me to maintain my rationality in that situation." Wen Yanshu said, "So these two times I reflected on my impulse, and also understood your instinctive approach under the control of desire."

The conversation seemed to extend in a direction that Zheng Chengyan didn't expect, and he gradually felt that something was wrong: "What do you mean? You think I'm only having sex with you because the sperm is in the brain? You don't reject me because you think you are driven by desire?"

Wen Yanshu seems to have gotten himself into a predicament. His rigor and logic in the face of tens of thousands of spices are useless in front of emotions. When he meets Zheng Chengyan's eyes, he puts the original The exact answer was swallowed back.

Zheng Chengyan got up suddenly, scaring Mocha who was sitting on the chair next to him and jumped under the table.

"When I say that I am not a saint, I mean that I will also have various psychological reactions. I will be nervous when holding hands with you, I will be happy when you blow my hair, and I will feel uncomfortable when I wake up today and see that you are not by my pillow. The combination of all kinds of emotions is called liking, and it only happens when facing you, why do I seem to be unbearable in your eyes?" Zheng Chengyan put his hands on the table, he never thought of forcing Wen Yanshu, At this moment, I am afraid that if I am not more assertive, Wen Yanshu will be misinterpreted more and more deeply.

Seeing Wen Yanshu's astonished expression, Zheng Chengyan slowed down his tone: "What about you, you said that you slept with me just because of impulsiveness, and replace me with Pei Yang, with anyone in your department, would you like to?"

Almost at the same time that Zheng Chengyan stopped talking, Wen Yanshu immediately denied: "They can't."

After answering himself, he fell silent.

Zheng Chengyan straightened up and put down the rolled up cuffs: "Wen Yanshu, what you should reflect on is not whether you are impulsive or not, but why you only feel impulsive towards me."

As if the flags and drums were silenced, Wen Yanshu sat there without saying a word, and asked after a long time: "Are you going out?"

"The original schedule was a bit later." Zheng Chengyan said, "But you have to leave some space to digest."

Seeing that it was inconvenient for the other party to fasten cufflinks with one hand, Wen Yanshu stood up and walked around to Zheng Chengyan's side: "I'll help you."

Zheng Chengyan stretched out his hand obediently.

Wen Yanshu straightened his cuffs for him, and asked him for a tie. Zheng Chengyan didn't intend to wear a tie today, so he turned and walked upstairs without hesitation for two seconds: "I forgot to take it, wait a minute."

He quickly turned back, handed the tie to Wen Yanshu, and pressed his neck to let the other party fiddle with the collar for him.

"Is it still tied with a cross knot? I don't know how long it took to untie it last night?" Zheng Chengyan said, "Change it back to something else, I can't untie the tie for others."

But the tie was already tied halfway, and could not be untied again, Wen Yanshu held the end of the tie between two fingers and pulled it out from the knot: "Change it next time."

It seemed that there was just a not-so-turbulent wave between them, and it returned to its original state after the wave subsided, but this couldn't stop Zheng Chengyan from stirring up the undercurrent under the sea, and swept Wen Yanshu into his center: "Yanshu, If my client is Nafieli and the target product is your design, I will pay more attention than any previous cooperation.”

Throat tightened, Wen Yanshu pushed the cross knot under his Adam's apple.

Wen Yanshu finally raised his head and looked directly at him: "Then just wait."