Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Chenchen simply packed up a way out, picked up the conspicuous postcards or letters on the ground, went to change and charge Lan Moyun's battery, then walked back along the clean road and looked at the opened letter on the sofa. Letters sent to his home from time and space in various worlds.

After opening two seals, fatigue hit him. Gu Chenchen also poured himself a bottle of the drink he brought from the outside world, poured it into a cup, and only took two sips.Gu Chenchen lay on the sofa, surrounded by a white sea of ​​letters as thick as snow.

Vaguely, Gu Chenchen squinted his eyes halfway, and saw a man in casual clothes. He could only see that his cuffs were rolled up, and his sleeves were folded neatly. The skin on his hands was a little pale near the elbows. , The lines of the fingers are the beauty in Gu Chenchen's aesthetics.

The man seemed to be looking down at him, Gu Chenchen quickly closed half of his eyes, feeling his gaze fell on his whole body, then, as if turning him up and hugging him, he helped him on the sofa.Gu Chenchen's black hair fell on his white sleeves that were not fully rolled up.

Seeing Gu Chenchen's clean face, the light was surprisingly soft, as if trying to turn the surroundings into a paradise with no edges and corners, only feathers.Gu Chen leaned heavily on the man's strong arm, his head drooped slightly, and lay on the side of his arms.

At the bend of his legs, being hugged, he changed his original posture of sitting on the sofa into a comfortable sleeping posture lying on the sofa——

After hugging him, Gu Chenchen still didn't dare to open his eyes, a blanket fell off his body, and there was no further movement for a long time.Gu Chenchen secretly narrowed his eyes again.

I saw that person in front of him, sweeping up the letters on the ground, picking them up again, and putting them into the empty cardboard box he found.

Gu Chenchen looked at the back of the man packing the letters. Although his eyes were half-opened, the surrounding light was a bit strong, especially on the big balcony opposite the sofa. Intense, gentle white light.

When Gu Chenchen saw that person, he turned sideways, walked behind the sofa, and went to clean up the letters there. Finally, he saw the outline of half of his face. It was faint, and even the eyebrows were inlaid with white light, but they couldn't stop it. Hold back the sternness shown on the side face.

"Boss?" Gu Chenchen called out in surprise and happiness.

……

Gu Chenchen got up from the sofa, and the blanket slipped off him onto the clean floor. Gu Chenchen watched the planetary brilliance of the window being removed by the circling movement on the other side. Drill the splendor of converging rivers.

Gu Chenchen rubbed his neck, his neck was sore from sleep, and he looked at the floor of the house, and it was just like in his dream, all the letters at home were packed, and nine neatly folded cardboard boxes appeared on the floor home.Gu Chenchen stood up, unable to suppress his excitement: "Sure enough, the boss has come to my house!"

Blocked by the carton, the blue ink cloud that was sealing the eighth carton with packing tape, otherwise it would be blown open by the full letter, raised his heavy head: "You, here, what are you talking about?"

Gu Chenchen saw him who suddenly appeared and he hadn't noticed before: "Why are you here, Lan Moyun?"

"I've been picking up letters for you all night..." The eyes of Lan Moyun picked up the letter for a long time and faced a large white color, and there was a flashing vision of snowflakes and whiteness, and from time to time, "Zi "Zi" sounds like a chaotic signal □ □ jamming.

Gu Chenchen: "...you," hesitantly said, "It's great," you know, his boss will come to his house, unless Ramblaga hits the ground.

Lan Moyun worked all night, and received Gu Chenchen's compliment, which didn't seem like a compliment, and added graciously: "I also covered you with the blanket,"

When Gu Chenchen woke up from the dream, he expressed that he didn't want to listen anymore: "...great." With a cold tone, he hoped that Lan Moyun could understand what he meant when he needed Lan Moyun to shut up.

Lan Moyun's warm reminder emphasized: "During the time you were asleep, no guests came to the house."

Gu Chenchen couldn't control his expression anymore: "...Okay. I need to take a cold shower to calm down." Lan Moyun looked at the expression he thought Gu Chenchen was very touched, and silently shed tears of happiness, and then he did not wear a waterproof device. The alarm sounded, and the awakened Lan Moyun hurried to press the switch to turn off the alarm.

Gu Chenchen, who went to work the next day, didn't sleep well. While waiting for the elevator of thousands of floors, he looked at his hand hanging down at the cuff of his sleeve. Looping around the back and the bend of the legs, the hand that hugged him.

It really is Chunmeng Wuhen, no, it has nothing to do with the word Chun.

Gu Chenchen closed his eyes, because he didn't get enough sleep, he was preoccupied with thinking about the hand holding him.Catch up on sleep during the brief wait for the elevator.

Suddenly there were some voices from the waiting crowd around, "Boss, Boss is good,"

Before Gu Chenchen raised his head to react, the man walked to the elevator. He had already seen Gu Chenchen with his head bowed in the crowd, because his expression was somewhat blocked by his short hair. The boss Duan Xingzhi patted him on the shoulder and saw He opened his eyes, and that face looked a little sleepy.

It’s still pretty good even if you haven’t woken up. If you don’t pay attention, look at him for a while longer, “Did you sleep well?”

Gu Chenchen heard the boss continue: "You performed very well, don't be nervous, this year's commendation conference will have your name." The boss comforted the employees.

The boss thought he couldn't sleep well for what he thought was the best salesman selection.

Gu Chenchen saw the boss's face, with a faint smile, even with a relieved expression, Gu Chenchen nodded along with him, the boss has a magical function, no matter what he says, does, or has an expression of inaction , will make the audience or the people in front of you blend together.In the end, Gu Chenchen was shocked superficially and in his heart: Ah, it's so beautiful.

After taking the elevator back to the office, not long after sitting down, the phone on the seat rang, and Gu Chenchen answered it smoothly, "Hello,"

A slightly weird voice came from inside: "Do you remember me?"

Hearing this voice, Gu Chenchen still had a question: "...Who are you?" In this opening remark, his old friend is no longer so out.I still thought about it carefully, but I really couldn't remember it for a while.

"Cesare." The other party reported his name, "You may be busy, let me give you some tips, Italy, Mafia, do you remember, Sandro?"

Maybe the name Cesare would make Gu Chenchen think a little bit, but the second half of the sentence left a deep impression on Gu Chenchen.Now Gu Chenchen was a little silent, and the next sentence that came through the microphone was: "I miss you so much, I want to see you."

Gu Chenchen made a judgment, suspecting that this is a disorder of time and space. Is it impossible for the other party to find his contact, or did the other party use black technology?All he could say was, "Sandro is dead."

"I know you are him." The other party said in a firm tone from beginning to end.

Gu Chenchen could only express regret: "There is no other way, you can't see me." What is this, is it being harassed by an NPC?

"I will see you," I don't know if this sentence is firm or a real threat, "I won't miss it again this time." After finishing speaking, the other end of the phone hung up, and then there was a spatio-temporal signal □□ interference Rustle.

Gu Chen was stunned for a while, how did the other party find him, and even said that he wanted to come and see him?Was it a dream he hadn't woken up from?

Gu Chenchen was a little dazed, no matter how capable he was in the world of those clients, he was just a passerby, and no one could do anything to him.But now he has returned to his homeland of the planet, why, is the other party still looking for him?Gu Chenchen, who talks a lot but follows his heart, fell into deep thought.

Is the other party just talking about it, or is it really a guest at Ramblaga?He was afraid, and became a salesman in the second company "after the fast time travel, 80 NPCs came to me to settle accounts".He probably has more, he has more than one bum buddy he admits.

On this day, there happened to be a colleague’s birthday in the company, and a person’s tall cake was pushed into the office floor. It was almost a 300-jin fat man’s cream cake. It might be cheese, but who cares, Gu Chenchen won't tear open the cake to find out, even if he is a sweet addict, he will not let go of all desserts.

But even though he was a sweet addict in the past, Gu Chenchen, who was suddenly troubled by an inexplicable phone call from an NPC, was a little absent-minded and uninterested.

He and his colleagues surrounded today's protagonist, colleague Xiao Zhao, and his cake, as well as the department manager and the boss who came to work today, congratulating on the spot.

Gu Chenchen sang the last line of the birthday song. It stands to reason that he is usually very vigilant to see if he is going to play a cake fight, and observe the position first before making a move or avoiding it—but he was distracted today, "Little Gu," my colleague Interesting sudden roll call.

Gu Chenchen raised his head in a very logical way, and just like that, the circled expression on his face was pushed into the cream cake——

Damn it, his boss is still in front of him.

Gu Chenchen slammed into the cake, no matter how fast he was, his body in front of him was still covered in cream—familiar shouts sounded from around, and it was another cake fight, throwing cream at each other.Gu Chenchen fell half into the cream, before he angrily wanted to get out of the cream and find someone to taste the cream on his face and body——

Holding him with one hand, pulling him out of the white cream, Gu Chenchen thought that someone would pull him, his popularity was not bad enough, touched his face, the cream rubbed onto his hair, and the hair was stroked back , a very typical image of a butter niche——

He saw the boss.