Boss, please cover your vest

A chuckle came from above her head, Jiang Shiyan wished she could dig a hole and get in.

She quickly took a step back, stuttered and explained, and then turned to get the cake on the seat. Wen Chuyan stood behind Jiang Shiyan, her eyes followed her closely, never leaving her.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Shiyan's red earlobe hidden behind her hair, and her eyes gradually darkened.

The manicured and rounded nails pinched his palm hard.

When Jiang Shiyan turned around with the bag in her hand, Wen Chuyan showed no signs of abnormality, and took the bag very naturally, keeping a polite and unambiguous distance.

"I have to help you share a little bit." Wen Chuyan smiled, and now she took all the burden on Jiang Shiyan into her own hands.

Jiang Shiyan smiled a little embarrassedly, and the cusps of Xiaohu's fangs were looming: "Thank you."

Wen Chuyan stretched out her hand and pressed the button on the 21st floor: "Don't be brave if you feel uncomfortable, I can help you."

"Yeah." Jiang Shiyan nodded with lowered eyes. Her already fair skin became paler after losing its color. She looked pitiful, with her hair hanging softly by her ears, and her natural curls perfectly modified the shape of her face, making her face even smaller.

Wen Chuyan, who was also looking at her with downcast eyes, moved her fingers slightly, but finally retracted them.

want to be near you.

want to touch you.

but now……

Maybe a little too soon.

Jiang Shiyan, who was tormented by the pain at the moment, didn't notice the entanglement of the people around her at all, she just wanted to lie on the bed and stay still, um...of course, this was in the absence of Wen Chuyan.

The reality is that Jiang Shiyan's pain is not so severe that she can't walk. She wanted to take the bag and bag from Wen Chuyan, but Wen Chuyan gently but firmly refused.

"You are not feeling well now, how can I let you take things?"

Jiang Shiyan was a little helpless, but more of it was the sweetness that occupied her whole heart.

It wasn't that long since I met him, but Wen Chuyan gave her a sense of familiarity that she seemed to have known this person a long time ago.She always gave her the same feeling, gentle, considerate, and delicate, but she would not be nice to anyone, and she had her own bottom line.

The person she likes is an existence that makes her yearn for it.

Wen Chuyan hung the bag where she usually hung it, and then put the cake on Jiang Shiyan's bedside table, so that she could take it there and eat it when she was hungry: "You take a rest first."

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Shiyan didn't plan to sleep at first, but maybe she was too sleepy or for other reasons, she wanted to lie down and rest, but as soon as her head touched the pillow, she curled up in the quilt in a drowsy state go to sleep.

"..." Wen Chuyan came in with brown sugar water, and saw Jiang Shiyan huddled under the quilt, her hair a little messed up, her whole body tightly wrapped, with only one face exposed.

To be honest, her sleeping appearance is not very good-looking, but in Wen Chuyan's eyes...

Wen Chuyan with 24 filters in her eyes: so cute o(*////▽////*)q

The slightly warm ceramic cup in her hand was also placed on the bedside table, next to the cake.

There is no chair next to Jiang Shiyan's bed, and moving the chair on the desk may make a noise and wake Jiang Shiyan up.It is also impossible for her to sit on the bed, which also has a chance of waking Jiang Shiyan up.

These two thoughts passed through Wen Chuyan's mind, and they were all passed without mercy.

Wen Chuyan took a step back with one foot and squatted down.Jiang Shiyan learned the squat method during high school military training. One leg bears the strength of the whole body. After squatting for a long time, she will feel numb and lose strength.

But Wen Chuyan maintained this movement, squatting in front of her bed and watching her for a long time.

Then she slowly stretched out her hand, restraining the strength of her fingers, and her fingertips gently slid across her eyebrows and eyes, tender and tender.

Jiang Shiyan in her sleep suddenly pursed her lips and laughed, and Wen Chuyan's hands froze.

She withdrew her hand and raised a smile exactly like Jiang Shiyan.The tenderness between the brows and the eyes, which was no longer pretending, was actually stronger than any unintentional expression of emotion before.

That emotion is like a turbulent tide, swallowing people completely in one fell swoop.But give intoxicating tender care.It's extremely contradictory, but... can't be disgusted.

……

Jiang Shiyan woke up again because she was woken up by the alarm clock she set for the codeword.

She sat up on the bed, and immediately saw the particularly conspicuous cake on the bedside table, the ceramic cup filled with brown sugar water, and the label next to it.

The memory came back all of a sudden, and Jiang Shiyan almost fell to the ground due to excessive shock.

She...did...some...what...what...

While Wen Chuyan was still at her home, she actually fell asleep... fell asleep...

Jiang Shiyan wanted to cry but had no tears.

She stared intently at the note on the table, her handwriting is very beautiful, not graceful and beautiful, her strokes are like sharp blades, with a dangerous aura rushing towards her face, but she writes these words in the roundness of the pen. The momentum is slightly suppressed.

"I found brown sugar water and covered it with a lid. There won't be a lot of dust. It's probably cold when you wake up. Let's warm it up."

What Wen Chuyan took was the post-it note Jiang Shiyan put on the table. It was a light-colored flower, very cute and girly.Jiang Shiyan watched, overjoyed.

She took out her diary this year from the bookshelf, opened the latest page that hadn't been written yet, smiled and tore off the post-it note, and then carefully pasted it on the blank page as a treasure.

After posting, she hugged the diary and smiled happily. The curvature of her lips has not been suppressed since she woke up and saw the post-it notes and brown sugar water.

Jiang Shiyan: Today is really a good day, I am happy, it seems that even the lower abdomen does not hurt so much =w=

Jiang Shiyan's happy mood lasted until after drinking the brown sugar water... the code word.

With the air conditioner wrapped around her body, Jiang Shiyan still felt cold and uncomfortable in her stomach.She barely sat for half an hour, and then she pushed the keyboard, and the air conditioner was thrown back on the bed. She rummaged through her memory at home, looking for the hot water bottle that she missed so much at the moment.

After tossing and tossing for almost half an hour, Jiang Shiyan found her second spiritual comfort.

After plugging in the hot water bottle and putting it on hand, Jiang Shiyan moved the quilt to the chair again, wrapped it into a ball and continued to code.

Because of physical discomfort, Jiang Shiyan, whose speed dropped to [-] per hour, didn't want to move before writing [-].

She decides to have something to eat.

Jiang Shiyan turned her gaze to the cake Wen Chuyan sent.Before eating, as a souvenir, Jiang Shiyan grabbed her phone and snapped a photo.

Hmm... next time I must wash it out and paste it in the diary.Jiang Shiyan ate a small bite of chocolate cake, thinking in her heart.

It seems that there is a place for today's diary.

The mood turned from cloudy to sunny, and Jiang Shiyan decided to make up the remaining words.

……

When she finally finished writing and stretched herself to grab some snacks for dinner, the doorbell rang.

Wen Chuyan stood outside the door, and said softly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Jiang Shiyan shook her head.

Then Wen Chuyan smiled at her, with soft emotions in her eyes: "It just so happened that I brought you some food."

The author has something to say: Heh, Wen Chuyan, a gentleman?

I will let Tangtang tear off your hypocritical skin o(?^｀)o