Olfactory failure

Zheng Chengyan locked this incense in the drawer of the bedside table. He originally wanted to put it in a more conspicuous place, but it was easy to be knocked off by Mocha when it was placed on the cabinet. It was placed next to the pillow to worry that he and Wen Yanshu would be too inattentive. After sweeping to the ground, it is safest to lock it after deliberation.

But the next morning when he got the perfume, Zheng Chengyan couldn't help but take it out of the drawer. He didn't rush to get up early during the holidays. He just lay on the bed and admired the bottle of perfume in his hand over and over again, watching the light polishing the smooth surface. Climbing over the bottle, he couldn't take his eyes off from any angle.

He vaguely felt that his behavior at this time was familiar, and it took a moment to recall that Wen Yanshu looked at the perfume bottle he gave him with the same expression in the bathtub of the Glass Hotel last time.

At that time, he was not sure whether he liked Wen Yanshu or not, and it was his turn to realize it deeply. If he likes it, he should cherish it carefully, and he wants to hold it in his hand all the time and read it many times over and over again.

Zheng Chengyan looked sideways at the person next to the pillow, Wen Yanshu was lying on the quilt with his back to him, and the not-so-bright winter sun printed the fine patterns of the curtains on his exposed shoulders, making people want to cover them up and hug him tight.

In fact, Zheng Chengyan did the same. He lifted the quilt, wrapped his arms around Wen Yanshu's waist, and successfully woke up Wen Yanshu, who was sleeping lightly.

Wen Yanshu wasn't angry about getting up, even if he was, Zheng Chengyan's habit of waking up in the morning was smoothed out by cuddling and hugging. He followed the other's tightening movements and turned around, half-opening his sleepy eyes: "Are you going to be late?"

"Are you stunned at work? Rest today." Zheng Chengyan slipped an arm through the gap between Wen Yanshu's neck and the pillow, and with a slight retraction of his arms, he embraced him, "Sleep a little longer ?"

"Wake me up and ask me this again, do you have a conscience?" Wen Yanshu always felt that something cold and hard was pressing on him, and when he turned his head to look, he found that Zheng Chengyan's hand around his neck was still clenched Looking at the bottle of perfume, "Don't keep holding it."

"You said the same thing when I shook hands last night." Zheng Chengyan lowered his right palm to wrap around Wen Yanshu's buttocks, "What exactly do you want to hold before you agree?"

"The temperature of your palm will affect the storage of perfume." Wen Yanshu didn't talk to him, "Get up, Mocha is hungry."

"The child hasn't scratched the door, so he's probably still asleep." Zheng Chengyan pushed Wen Yanshu into his arms, and the quilt slipped off completely. He stroked Wen Yanshu's tailbone, "I forgot to ask you last night, Isn't the perfume not on the market yet, if you give it to me so early, the company won't hold you accountable?"

"I have the right to choose the priority experiencer." Wen Yanshu was very itchy, he grabbed the hand behind his waist and pressed it on the bed, "The main reason is that you don't have the confidence to win the manuscript, and I will open a back door for you to compete with all competitors." Get familiar with the sensory changes brought about by this incense.”

How many times has Zheng Chengyan broken through the back door? He looked at the person on him with a smile, and was happy to be restrained by the other party, "I thought you gave me a birthday present."

Zheng Chengyan's birthday is on the same day as New Year's Eve. This person has nothing to lack. Wen Yanshu was worried about picking out gifts, but when he was reminded by the other party, he immediately said, "Then consider it a birthday present."

"How can anyone send gifts so many days in advance?"

Wen Yanshu lowered his eyes to look at him for a long while, and then expressed his true thoughts after deliberation: "Actually, there is another reason. No matter who wins the bidding in the end, I only hope that you will be the first to wear it."

The room was always bright and sometimes dark, but the certainty in Wen Yanshu's eyes was unquestionable. Zheng Chengyan suddenly remembered the mixture of envy and depression that Wen Yanshu had seen through the car window and looked at the obsessive advertisement on the big screen of the mall that day. Simply because of the urgency to release the new fragrance I created.

The hands pressed by Wen Yanshu on the mattress suddenly had the strength to resist. Zheng Chengyan tensed his arm muscles and easily broke away from the other party, then clasped Wen Yanshu's back and sat up. The person on his body did not react At that time, he hugged him away from the bedside: "Actually, it's not that I don't have the confidence to win the project, I just want to see how you coax me."

Wen Yanshu remained unmoved: "Don't be so naive."

"I can be more childish." Zheng Chengyan stepped into the bathroom and put Wen Yanshu on the washstand. "On my birthday, I'll be waiting for your gift."

Wen Yanshu had an idea in his mind, but in Zheng Chengyan's eyes, he didn't know if it would be too perfunctory, so when he went to the supermarket at night, he stayed in each area for a few minutes, thinking about what to add.

Zheng Chengyan didn't know what was going on in his heart, thought that Wen Yanshu's love was hard to express, so he deliberately extended the time with him after dinner and tea.

So every time Wen Yanshu stayed in an area, Zheng Chengyan swept the things he was targeting into the shopping cart, honey chips in the snack area, new pens in the stationery area, and jungle pants in the clothing area...

The car couldn't move forward, it turned out that Wen Yanshu was blocking the way: "Do you like to wear this?"

Zheng Chengyan was polite on the surface, but what he said in his heart was something else: "You wear it."

Wen Yanshu pouted cold eyes: "I don't wear it, you put it back."

Zheng Chengyan had no choice but to give up his love, and replaced the jungle pants with bullet pants.

Coming out of the supermarket, the two of them turned to the clothing store they frequented tacitly. Wen Yanshu seldom buys suits. He used to wait outside the fitting room for Zheng Chengyan. Today he also participated in wandering among various clothes. Finally picked the most calm black.

It's not for being versatile or solemn, but just for Wen Yanshu to know that his first attraction to Zheng Chengyan was the overlooking from the window of the fragrance room.

Zheng Chengyan, who was waiting downstairs that day, was dressed in black like his car, which gave Wen Yanshu a sense of belonging.

Zheng Chengyan also came over with a dark blue suit, stretched out his hand to compare Wen Yanshu, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Why did you choose this for me?" Wen Yanshu asked.

Zheng Chengyan took him by the shoulders and carried him into the fitting room: "Because you wore this color when you married me."

When Wen Yanshu was still immersed in the other party's answer, Zheng Chengyan pushed him decisively into the small fitting room, and then squeezed in himself.

The door was locked, and Wen Yanshu almost wrinkled the expensive coat in his hand: "There are so many fitting rooms next door that are empty, why do you have to wear the same one with me?"

Zheng Chengyan took the set in Wen Yanshu's hand and hung it on the wall hook: "I'm worried that your shirt hem will get caught in the zipper of your trousers."

Wen Yanshu gathered the two skirts of his coat: "I'm not you."

Zheng Chengyan restrained himself after he finished teasing, and handed over the suit in his hand: "Try it on."

The clothes on the sofa were piled up, and the two of them changed each other without disturbing the other. After changing, they couldn't help but look into the mirror. Their eyes were connected and they never separated again. Zheng Chengyan put his arms around Wen Yanshu from behind, and put his chin on him. On the shoulder: "Everyone falls in love first and then gets married. It's better for us, and it's the other way around."

Wen Yanshu touched the wedding ring on Zheng Chengyan's ring finger: "The sense of smell is out of order, and the steps are wrong."

"What?" Zheng Chengyan didn't know the name of the perfume yet, so he was curious about the first half of the sentence.

Wen Yanshu touched the phone on the ledge and pretended to check the time: "It's nothing."

Zheng Chengyan's gaze fell on the screen of the mobile phone following his movements: "You are dressed so well, hurry up and take a photo."

Wen Yanshu raised his phone and grabbed a good-looking one without having to look for an angle. He was afraid that the two of them would stay in the fitting room for too long and people outside would be suspicious, so they had to turn off the screen and change their clothes back after taking the picture.

However, Zheng Chengyan refused to obey, and still held his waist tightly: "I haven't gotten into a good pose just now, you took pictures so fast, are you rushing to wash them out before the photoshop closes?"

Wen Yanshu felt that the misunderstanding he once caused on Zheng Chengyan would be returned by the other party in another way sooner or later. He turned his face and looked to the side: "What pose do you want?"

As if he had been waiting for this action for a long time, Zheng Chengyan leaned forward and kissed him without much reply, as naturally as every time Wen Yanshu looked up after finishing his tie for him, he couldn't help himself when he came home from work, or A goodnight kiss before bedtime.

"Press the shutter." Zheng Chengyan let go of it a little to remind, and then stuck on it again, just waiting for another photo in Wen Yanshu's album that could provide him with inspiration.

On New Year's Eve, the two were rushed home by a phone call from Wang Tingzheng. They couldn't take care of Mocha during the housekeeping holiday, so they loaded Mocha on board, and Wen Yanshu sat in the back to guard the cat.

"Nafeli's leader is on vacation and still arranging work for others?" Zheng Chengyan looked in the rearview mirror and heard Yanshu's bag lying flat on his lap.

The cat backpack opened its mouth wide, and Wen Yanshu teased Mocha who poked his head out: "There is nothing to do with the leader, it was arranged by others."

Zheng Chengyan figured out which fashion magazine had contacted Wen Yanshu for a text interview, so he didn't ask too much.

Taking time to get on the road, when the Bentley drove into the park, it was just time for dinner. Zheng Chengyan parked the car and turned off the engine. At the same time, the door of the back seat opened, and Mocha jumped down first.

The last time we came here, we had to make an appointment to hold hands first in order to play the piano and harmony in front of the family. This time, no one said much and they held each other. Zheng Chengyan's right hand is dragging a cat backpack with rollers, and the small wheels are in the courtyard. The red brick alley made a sound.

Wen Yanshu was a little worried: "Will they see something?"

Zheng Chengyan said like a tongue twister: "When you fake kissed me at the wedding banquet back then, you weren't afraid that they would see anything. When you came back to share the bed with me last time, you weren't afraid that they would see anything. This time, if you are real, what else are you afraid they will see? "

In the end, Wang Tingzheng really saw something: "Why do I think you two..."

Wen Yanshu clenched his chopsticks tightly, and picked up the sour plum and goose meat that had accidentally rolled down.

Wang Tingzheng continued: "I'm more affectionate than before."

Zheng Chengyan never likes to put on big banquets on his birthday, and it is considered a celebration to sit with his family and have a meal. After the meal, the cutlery was removed from the dining table and replaced with cups. Zheng Guan still discussed company affairs with him across the corner of the table .

Two or three glasses of white wine poured into his throat, Zheng Chengyan was thinking about going back to his room and Wen Yanshu to celebrate in other ways, but old Zheng was weak and strong, so he took the wine pot and filled it up for him.

Zheng Chengyan resorted to the old trick - pretending to be drunk, waving his hands with his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Let's talk tomorrow, I'm sleepy."

Zheng Guan beckoned to the nanny to take away the wine glass, skillfully turned the wheelchair in the other direction, and before leaving, he muttered: "This son is really getting worse every year."