Olfactory failure

In the shooting gallery, it is to vent, holding a bow and arrow at this time is more like entertainment, Wen Yanshu was adjusted by Zheng Chengyan, and he released the arrows one by one without distracting thoughts.

The quiver gradually became empty, Wen Yanshu took out the last arrow and loaded it, Meng Khan's right hand rubbed against the hem of his clothes, but his eyes were fixed on the red bull's-eye ten meters away, that point was always intact.

This time Zheng Chengyan didn't take the initiative to help him adjust his posture, Wen Yanshu set up his standing posture, looked back at the indifferent person beside him, and quickly looked away.

Just as he was vacillating with the bow and arrow, Zheng Chengyan suddenly stepped forward and covered the back of his left hand, holding him half in his arms more intimately than before, and feeling the pull of the bowstring with his right hand.

"The angles in front of you are actually correct, but the strength is uneven." Zheng Chengyan guided in a deep voice next to Wen Yanshu's ear, "Do you know what conditions are required to go to the professional area?"

Wen Yanshu's left hand holding the bow and the right hand holding the arrow lost strength, but because he was wrapped by Zheng Chengyan, he felt that he could still release the last arrow with all his strength: "Do you want to verify?"

"Does it still want to make money with such high demands?" Zheng Chengyan was still grinding Wen Yanshu's temperament, "As long as you hit all ten rings in a group in the novice area, you can go to the professional area. In fact, I am not better than many people."

Wen Yanshu felt that there was something in Zheng Chengyan's words, but found no evidence.

A force that cannot be ignored was exerted on the back of his right hand, and at the same time as the force was released between the fingers, the rebounding bowstring sent out the arrow, which accurately hit the bull's-eye.

At some point, there were only a few people left in the novice area, and everyone was immersed in having fun in the huge venue, and no one was in the way of anyone.

But Zheng Chengyan didn't let go of him, and as his hands dropped, Zheng Chengyan's arms came around him, and with a slight clasp of his fingers, he hugged him tightly.

"But when you are confused, if you look at me, I will walk to you." Zheng Chengyan lowered his neck and rested his chin on Wen Yanshu's shoulder, "You can tell me if you are unhappy, I won't I think you are annoying."

The fine sweat between the fingers stained the bow in his hand, Wen Yanshu's heartbeat was caught by Zheng Chengyan's chest, and he seemed to be able to hear the other person's heart talking to him through layers of clothes.

He thought he hid it well, and no one found the negative emotions under his arrogance after living in this world for so many years. It turned out that he just ignored the person who looked at him through the surface.

"How do you know?" Wen Yanshu asked.

Zheng Chengyan let go of him, took the bow and put it on the bow stand at the back: "When you have something on your mind, you will stare at a point in a daze. It was like this in front of the elevator just now, and it was like this last time."

Wen Yanshu had no memory: "Which time?"

Zheng Chengyan kept silent, and when he entered the elevator and pressed the floor, he said calmly: "The time when you squatted on the balcony and asked Mocha to teach you how to express your liking."

Wen Yanshu turned his face away, but the four walls of the car can reflect light, and Zheng Chengyan's figure can be reflected on any side, and naturally the faint smile on Zheng Chengyan's mouth fell into Wen Yanshu's eyes. in the eyes.

He was ashamed and annoyed, at that time he didn't feel it was wrong to confide his thoughts to Mocha, after all, Mocha couldn't understand, now being exposed by Zheng Chengyan, he only felt that he was naive for doing that kind of behavior in retrospect.

The elevator descended to the underground parking lot, and the two came by their own cars. At this time, they had to divide into two groups, and drove out of the parking lot one after another after getting back their cars.

The black and gray cars followed each other all the way, and drove into Xingtan Famous Residence at the same time. After turning off the engine, Zheng Chengyan got out of the car first, and then stood aside waiting for the other party to go upstairs together.

Wen Yanshu closed the car door with a bag, walked to Zheng Chengyan's side in a few steps, and the two walked towards the elevator side by side.

The brand logo on the bag was too eye-catching, Zheng Chengyan pressed the floor button and asked, "Give it away?"

Still wondering if this is a meeting gift that Wen Yanshu bought for his new colleagues, Wen Yanshu said indifferently: "My mother gave it to me."

Zheng Chengyan understood instantly.

He met Zhong Baiying very few times, one was to meet the parents before marriage, one was to hold a banquet, and the other time was when Wen Yanshu was on a business trip, Zhong Baiying asked him to pass something to Wen Yanshu.

For the first time, Zhong Baiying had a clear understanding of his family background. During the dinner, Wen Yanshu quieted down the food and did not say a word, and apologized to him after the meal.

The second time, he thanked Wen Yanshu's family when he went through the procedure to give a speech on the stage. His gaze swept to the audience. Zhong Baiying was sitting upright without a smile. If he had blinked at that time, he probably would have missed the nod of the other party.

The third time was in May of this year, when Zhong Baiying couldn't get in touch with Wen Yanshu, she dialed the call to his mobile phone. He was in a meeting, and it was You Lin who answered the call for him. Later, after the meeting, he went downstairs and saw him standing by the flower garden. Zhong Baiying, who had been waiting for a long time, asked who the woman on the phone was at the first sentence.

Zhong Baiying is suspicious and arrogant by nature. In the past, Zheng Chengyan thought that Wen Yanshu was like her, but now he thinks that Wen Yanshu's temperament is much cuter than his initial impression.

The elevator door opened, and Zheng Chengyan pressed the door frame sideways to let Wen Yanshu go out first: "Is the unhappiness today because of obstacles at work, or is it about other things?"

He asked vaguely enough, but he knew that Wen Yanshu could understand the last sentence.

Their communication rarely involves Wen Yanshu's family, and Zheng Chengyan is not sure about the relationship between Wen Yanshu and Zhong Baiying, anyway, it is not as relaxed and happy as when he and Wang Tingzheng got along.

Wen Yanshu took out the key to open the door, and said, "It's because I met my mother, but it's not because I'm unhappy, it's because I'm tired."

It's meaningless to mention the past, Wen Yanshu leaned over to catch Mocha who was rushing: "But this kind of emotion won't last long, today it dissipates especially quickly."

Mocha understands the rain and dew very well, so he came to Zheng Chengyan after he finished the Wenyan book. Zheng Chengyan sat on a low stool to groom it, and he didn't get carried away to the point: "Next time you meet Auntie, call me, if you can't Help you share the fatigue, and then we will go shoot together after that."

Wen Yanshu was very grateful to Zheng Chengyan for not asking the question. He took off his watch and put it in a small metal plate, saying, "Okay."

After agreeing, he remembered some words that he missed in the parking lot and asked: "I talked to Mocha that time, did you decide to teach me after hearing it?"

Zheng Chengyan asked knowingly, "What did I teach you?"

Wen Yanshu put it in a general way: "Teach me to learn to like."

Zheng Chengyan leaned against the rear wall and looked up at Wen Yanshu in a leisurely posture: "Instead of teaching you, let me put it another way, I am exploring with you, because it is also my first time."

Halfway through the speech, Zheng Chengyan lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yanshu who was squatting in front of him like Mocha: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yanshu said: "You said it's not that hard to see people this way."

Zheng Chengyan really wanted to touch Wen Yanshu's head with his free hand, but he controlled it so as not to look like a pervert: "Because it's the first time, I don't know if I did well, the full score is still pass, or whatever level it is.”

Wen Yanshu asked: "Then do I need to rate you?"

Zheng Chengyan was really worried that he was not qualified: "That's not necessary, but you can give me some feedback."

Wen Yanshu glanced at Zheng Chengyan's hand grooming Mocha, not knowing whether he was giving feedback or fighting for favor, or making up for the last gap in his today's depression: "Then can you hug me?"

Zheng Chengyan was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand from Mocha, stretched out his arms and bent over to embrace Wen Yanshu into his arms.