[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

The new employee in the company is good-looking and has a likable personality, so he naturally has many admirers.

Everyone knew this, so when they saw the flowers delivered to the door of the office, they all boiled up and smiled knowingly.

"Youyou, which suitor gave this to you?"

"It's not Valentine's Day today, it's too romantic!"

"I've been working here for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen someone accept such a large bouquet of flowers. I'm so envious."

"Together with."

Surrounded by them, Cheng Yourang raised his hand to wipe off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, looked at the bouquet of flowers on the desk in embarrassment, and experienced social death.

Some boring person ordered him a very large bouquet of flowers. According to visual inspection, there are dozens of flowers, all of which are champagne roses.

"Why don't you put it on the window first, and take it back after get off work. It shouldn't be easy to wilt in such a cold day."

Someone next to him suggested that Cheng Yourang let out a "hmm" and picked up a small card in the middle.

"Until one day I saw you, I thought you were as lonely as I was, and I suddenly felt that I had found something to do—I could make you happy."

Cheng Yourang silently recited the sentence on the card, as if there was a warm current in his heart.He didn't know who sent it, maybe it was Qiao Shumu's bad taste.

But what really moved him was that in such an ordinary winter, he could receive a seemingly warm miss.

When I saw Qiao Shumu at noon, he was about to ask if the bouquet of flowers had something to do with him, when he dragged him into the crowd.

"Go to the company cafeteria for dinner."

"?"

Cheng Yourang has had luxurious lunches with him for almost two months, and he also knows how picky this person is about eating. He has never seen him eat in the company cafeteria, so he doesn't know what stimulated him.

"My brother doesn't allow high consumption." Qiao Shumu pouted, looking very dissatisfied with Qiao Qijing's restriction.

After walking for a while, the employees who were going to eat in the cafeteria found that they hadn't turned around, and asked curiously, "Mr. Xiao Qiao is going down to earth?"

Qiao Shumu is used to being shameless and skinny, and he can joke with anyone, showing his big white teeth: "Let's have fun with the people."

He quickly mingled with those employees, talking and laughing.

Cheng Yourang could completely accept the lunch in the company cafeteria, but he was not a person who liked lively atmosphere, and he couldn't understand his evil behavior of flirting with anyone, so he walked beside him with a straight face.

Because he was with other employees all the time, it was hard for Cheng Yourang to ask if he sent the bouquet of flowers.

After all, Qiao Shumu is the son of the chairman no matter what. Not many people in the company know about his sexual orientation, and even if they do, they dare not talk nonsense.He knew that he was not qualified to help others come out, so he kept silent and pressed the question first.

Many colleagues are not young, not only have to work but also worry about family affairs.As the Chinese New Year is approaching, we discussed buying new year's goods.

"Is your house ready? It's really worry-free to have elders in the family who can help. I can only find time to do it myself."

"Yes, but I don't dare to make the old man busy too much. I think there are still things to buy at home. How about I go to the mall with you this weekend?"

"Okay, okay, the supermarket near my house has a discount on weekends, which is much more cost-effective than usual."

"I'll go too, take me with you, there are still a lot of things I haven't bought yet."

A few female employees were chatting over there. The two of them were eating and not talking to each other, but they were suddenly called.

"Xiao Qiao must have prepared everything at home, so why should he worry about it?" Someone laughed.

Qiao Shumu put on that gentle smile again: "But I've always been very grateful to everyone who has worked hard so that we can have a happy and beautiful New Year's Eve."

Most people have seen his slick tongue, but they are still happy to hear it.

They turned their attention to Cheng Yourang again: "You are young, so you definitely don't know about shopping for new year's goods."

Cheng You, who was suddenly mentioned, gave his hand a pause, looked down at the dishes on the plate, and was speechless.

In the original world, he really hasn't bought new year's goods for a long time.It's not impossible, it's just that even if you celebrate the New Year, you are alone, so there is no need.

In the past, when there were still people in the family, his parents would buy New Year's goods early and clean the sanitation thoroughly.I seldom ask him for help, but only teach him to be sweeter when visiting relatives.

The meaning of New Year's Day to him seems to have been lost since the year his parents left.

Seeing his silence for so long, Qiao Shumu bewilderedly remembered that there seemed to be only one elderly grandma in his family, and half-jokingly smoothed things over for him: "We are young but good children, not as lazy as I am, and will help the family. Woolen cloth."

"Really? It's a pity that my daughter is still in kindergarten, otherwise she will be kidnapped and brought home as a son-in-law." A female colleague said sadly.

Another female colleague next to her booed: "My daughter is in elementary school, Xiaoxiao, can you wait for her for 15 years?"

Someone sighed: "You guys, why did I give birth to a son."

"Don't mention it, I'm not married yet, but it's a pity that I'm so much older than you, and people don't like me."

"Don't want to eat fresh meat. I'll arrange a blind date for you tomorrow. My husband works in the same unit. He's tall and has a good temper. Go and meet him."

"Really? Then I can trust you?"

A group of female colleagues automatically moved on to the next topic without their participation.

Cheng Yourang smiled gratefully at Qiao Shumu, knowing that he was helping him out.He didn't want to tell others about the situation in his home, whether it was the original world or the world in the book that was basically the same.

I can't tell what this kind of emotion is. It may be strong or inferior.Anyway, he hated the feeling of being given pity by a group of people, even if they really meant well.

Zhang Jing's words were not all wrong, he was indeed inferior and sensitive, and it was difficult for him to accept help from others.

His mood was ups and downs that day, but they were all short-lived and did not affect his mood throughout the day.After get off work in the evening, he took a taxi home with a large bouquet of roses in his arms.

After searching at home for a long time, he found a plain vase with elegant colors.There was a layer of dust on the body of the bottle, and after cleaning it, it was found that there were some small cracks on the top.

He knew that it would be great to find a vase at home, and even comforted himself that those cracks were decorated with ice cracks.

Carefully unpack the bouquet, handle the leaves, and place the flowers in a vase.

The whole process was carried out in an orderly manner, Yan Dan green temples, curling Yuheng.

In the hospital, Xiao He walked into the ward carrying a lunch box, and saw Qi Chi sitting at the table, writing something on the paper with a pen.

He walked over and put down the lunch box: "Brother, it's time for dinner. What are you writing? Is the company coming to work again?"

"No, write something down." Qi Chi just finished writing, folded the white paper he had written on, and put it in his coat.

Xiao He asked curiously: "Remember what? Do you still need to write it down with a pen?"

"Some important... hobbies."

Xiao He felt strange when he heard it, and wanted to ask again, when he heard Qi Chi speak first: "Have you done what you were asked to do?"

"Perfect completion." Xiao He proudly thought that it was some big business, "I ordered an order in the morning and sent the flowers to the office."

"Ah, very good."

"But brother, do you like him? Otherwise, why did you give him such a big bouquet of roses?"

Qi Chi didn't answer this question, but asked: "If you received a bouquet of flowers, how would you feel?"

"Ah?" Xiao He was stopped by the question, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "Should be very happy, right? Sending flowers is so romantic."

Qi Chi nodded, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Then what do you think he will react?"

"He should be the same, will he be very happy?"

"No," Qi Chi imagined the person receiving the flowers in his mind, and couldn't help laughing, "If he knows that I sent them——he will think I'm sick."

"But bro," Xiao He stared innocently, "Aren't you already sick? The doctor said you still have a concussion?"

The corner of Qi Chi's mouth pulled down: "Go out."

Xiao He couldn't understand his ups and downs: "Brother, do you still eat that meal?"

"...Leave the meal, you go."

【Speak】

Until one day I saw you, and I thought you were as lonely as I was, and I suddenly felt that I had found something to do—I could make you happy. ——"Rhino in Love"