This time she confesses

After the car was parked in the community, Jing Huan and Ke Qingyun got out of the car one after the other. Neither of them spoke. The atmosphere was a bit weird for a while. Jing Huan squeezed his fingers, turned around and wanted to break the silence, and asked Ke Qingyun if it was something else , If not, I will leave work.

It's just that before the words came out, he was interrupted by the voice of Dao.

"Jing Xiaohuan."

When Si Yao came back from get off work, he saw Jing Huan from a long distance, with skewers and a whole box of canned Coke in his hands, and walked over to ask, "Why are you standing here, why don't you go upstairs?"

After getting closer, he noticed that there was someone beside Jing Huan, tall and thin, with a very upright appearance and a serious face, which made Si Yao take a few extra glances, put his arm on Jing Huan's shoulder, and whispered : "Sure enough, good-looking people hang out with good-looking people, why don't you introduce me?"

Si Yao is tall and has a big frame. He put his arms on Jing Huan's shoulders, and his stature made Jing Huan seem to be a very small bird. Ke Qingyun took a look, looked away, and waited for Jing Huan to introduce her.

"This is my boss, Mr. Ke." Jing Huan desperately winks at Si Yao. The two of them have been renting together for so long, and if they don't stop Si Yao from talking, he still doesn't know what shocking words he is going to say later.

Si Yao restrained himself when he heard the words, and nodded to Ke Qingyun with a smile, very politely: "Hi, boss, thank you for taking care of Jing Xiaohuan."

The words were very official, as if the elders were protecting their cubs, which made Jing Huan very embarrassed, and his cheeks began to burn. After drinking, Ke Qingyun didn't show his face, and he didn't make a fuss. He spoke clearly and Jing Huan was in a hurry to leave, so it was logical It's okay, "Mr. Ke, if it's okay, I'll get off work."

Ke Qingyun didn't seem to hear Jing Huan's words, and asked with a smile: "Are you Jing Huan's roommate?"

"Yes, it's a roommate." Si Yao felt uncomfortable after finishing speaking, and added: "Jing Xiaohuan is still my junior."

Ke Qingyun nodded, as if casually asked: "Then how much is the monthly rent for the two of you living together?"

Si Yao only thought that his boss was easy-going, and without thinking too much, he said bluntly: "Including utilities and property fees, it's about [-] a month."

"That's it."

Ke Qingyun glanced at Jing Huan calmly, and there was something in his words: "It seems that [-] is cheaper."

The scorching gaze made Jing Huan unable to lift his head, wishing to find a place to hide, "It's cheaper, the room is big... bright, and the water bill is also very cheap."

Ke Qingyun hummed and said, "It's off work, let's go back."

Seeing Ke Qingyun walking away, Si Yao asked, "What's your boss's name? He's pretty nice."

"Ke Qingyun."

Jing Huan drooped his head, listless, "It's pretty good."

Si Yao looked at her with his eyes, "Then why do you look so sad?"

Jing Huan sighed, "I'm too tired to go to work."

Especially in large companies, she is overwhelmed by the twists and turns of thinking among the leaders. She is cautious in everything, for fear that any word or action will offend her boss. It is too difficult to protect herself wisely.

"I bought skewers and Coke, and I'll go back to replenish my strength," Si Yao said.

Jing Huan said politely: "It cost you again."

Si Yao: "If you think it's expensive, you can choose Alipay or WeChat."

"..." Jing Huan said helplessly, "Okay, no fee."

It is the bounden duty of every roommate to listen to what is not going well at work. Jing Huan didn't want to talk about it at first, but after drinking half a can of Coke, he couldn't hold back his mouth and told what happened today.

Si Yao was puzzled after hearing this, "That Mr. Wang is really disgusting, but your leader has vented his anger for you, you should feel relieved."

Out of anger?

Jing Huan smiled, "You don't think the boss is really taunting Mr. Wang for me, do you?"

Si Yao paused, "Isn't it?"

"It's not that simple."

Jing Huan described the reception banquet at night, "I thought it was just a meal between the leaders, but I didn't expect these people to have more eyes than briquettes. They have words in their words, and they are also eccentric. Take yourself too seriously."

Si Yao said: "Could it be that you think too much? For no reason, why is your boss taunting others? You also said that it is a leader from Beijing. If Ke Qingyun didn't disgust herself, she didn't have to." Take the risk of offending."

Jing Huan was stunned for a moment, but she didn't know, "The leaders are smooth in handling things, so it's better to leave their affairs alone."

"Could it be that she just wants to care about you?" Si Yao disagreed with Jing Huan's words.

"......"How can it be.

Jing Huan shook his head, "No."

It should be something to be happy that the leader cares about and loves himself. Si Yao doesn't understand why Jing Huan is unwilling to admit it, "You seem to have a problem with the leader."

"I don't have one." Jing Huan explained, "My dad told me before I joined the job that when working in a big company, I can't do whatever I want, and I can't meddle in other people's business and be self-righteous."

Si Yao snorted, and joked, "This is too cautious, maybe it's because you have a crush on your boss that you deliberately keep your distance."

The Coke that had just been opened was already full of anger. Jing Huan was so choked that his nose and throat were full of gaseous compounds, and tears flowed out. He covered his mouth with his hand and complained: "Why is this Coke so spicy?"

Si Yao was dumbfounded: "I said it casually, so I guessed it right."

"No." Jing Huan lowered his head and denied, "I don't like her anymore."

Si Yao raised his brows slightly, this "had" is very spiritual, and asked tentatively: "Do you have a story with Ke Qingyun?"

Jing Huan pursed his lips, and it was difficult to speak, but if he wanted to let go of something, he had to accept it from himself, "I liked her a long time ago."

After a big gasp, the voice became very lonely.

"She doesn't like me."

Si Yao was taken aback for a moment, nodded, regretted asking this a bit, stretched out his hand and patted Jing Huan on the shoulder to comfort him and said, "It's all right, I've been rejected before, it's normal."

Jing Huan rested her chin on her knees, twitched the corners of her mouth, laughed out loud, turned her head and said, "It's embarrassing, okay?"

·

Because of Si Yao's words, she cares about you, Jing Huan couldn't fall asleep lying on the bed after taking a shower, and after failing to force herself to fall asleep for the third time, Jing Huan turned on the bedside lamp and reached out for her phone to turn it on.

Forcibly falling asleep when you can’t sleep will only make you think wildly. It’s better to watch your mobile phone to pass the time. Jing Huan opened Weibo and swiped a few text messages. Here, the two usually chat around work, and there is very little nonsense.

"Okay, Mr. Ke."

"Understood, Mr. Ke."

"I'll do it right away, Mr. Ke."

......

Looking at her usual reply, Jing Huan wanted to laugh a little. In just half a month, she has become a qualified social animal, hey!

From the corner of the eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of Ke Qingyun's head portrait. It was a landscape picture, with green mountains, green water, blue sky and white clouds, empty and natural, as if with a magical power of air, which attracted Jing Huan to click on it, even though she knew that there was no update of what she was interested in. content.

"I patted 'Mr. Ke'."

Ahhhhh!

Jing Huan suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at the bottom sentence of the chat record, and was dumbfounded. The unspeakable shame and embarrassment in her heart made her cheeks burn and her hair went numb. retributive.

How to do how to do.

Jing Huan's brain short-circuited for more than ten seconds before he remembered that Pai Yi Pai has the function of withdrawing, so he hurriedly pressed and long pressed to withdraw.

"You haven't slept yet?"

The phone vibrated, and Ke Qingyun asked her.

At that moment, countless excuses flashed through his mind, Jing Huan froze his fingers, swallowed, and struggled with which excuse to use was better.

"Headache."

Ke Qingyun sent her another message.

Jing Huan was stunned, his throat was so dry, he curled up his fingers, "Drink some glucose, it will make you feel better."

Mr. Ke: "There is none at home."

Jing cheered, "Do you need me to deliver some?"

After sending this sentence, Jing Huan had already put down her phone to get dressed, the phone vibrated by the bedside, and the screen lit up, "Do you have any at home?"

No.

Fortunately, at this point, the pharmacy at the entrance of the community was still closed. Jing Huan wrapped herself in a thick down jacket, bought two boxes of glucose, and went directly to Ke Qingyun's house.

·

wow——

Ke Qingyun pressed the flush button, sat on the ground with his back against the toilet, and closed his eyes lightly. Usually, his head would not hurt after vomiting, but today, for some reason, his temples were throbbing, as if he was against her. Endless.

The mobile phone on the sink remained silent, implying that no messages came in.

After sitting quietly for about 10 minutes, Ke Qingyun slowly came to her senses, knowing that she could not sit still, otherwise she would catch a cold, and there were still a lot of things waiting for her to deal with at the annual meeting.

Ke Qingyun held the toilet lid with her hands and wanted to stand up, but the doorbell suddenly sounded outside, making her slightly startled, and looked outside the bathroom.

He rang the doorbell twice, but there was no movement inside. Jing Huan frowned, anxious, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and was about to call Ke Qingyun, when the door suddenly opened from inside, Jing Huan's heart followed the sound of the door opening, violently jumped down.

Ke Qingyun supported the wall with one hand, breathing heavily, and looked up at Jing Huan, "I thought you wouldn't come."

"I don't have glucose at home." Jing Huan said, "I went to buy it at the gate of the community, and it took a while."

Ke Qingyun looked up, and he saw Jing Huan's cheeks were blown red by the wind, and the tip of his nose was red, and he moved away from the side, "Come in first."

"it is good."

After the door was closed, Jing Huan expertly found warm water and a cup, and made some glucose. He found that Ke Qingyun was lying halfway on the sofa, with his head resting on his elbows, and his brows were furrowed. He looked very uncomfortable.

"Mr. Ke, the glucose is ready." Afraid of disturbing Ke Qingyun, Jing Huan said in a low voice, "You are about to drink it, and you will feel better after drinking it."

Ke Qingyun opened his eyelids, looked at them lightly, and then slowly closed them, like a child who is unwilling to take medicine. Jing Huan hesitated, took two steps closer, bent down, and handed the cup to Ke Qingyun's mouth , reminding her: "Open your mouth."

"..." Ke Qingyun moved his lips and muttered.

Jing Huan couldn't hear clearly, so he had to bend down to get closer, "Mr. Ke, what are you talking about?"

"......ungrateful."

Finally heard clearly this time, Ke Qingyun was scolding her.