Acting like a baby is shameful but useful

After almost three seconds, Zhou Liang suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Heng's arms, almost kneeling for Zhou Heng.

"Brother!" Zhou Liang stared at Zhou Heng with watery eyes, "You can't do nothing!"

Although Zhou Heng remained expressionless from beginning to end, exuding a faint cold mountain breath, Jian Chunsheng caught the very faint trace of helplessness in Zhou Heng's eyes at that moment just now.

Zhou Heng said, "Go and pack your things. I've found a place for you. You go there to avoid the limelight. Parents... I'll talk about it."

Zhou Liang hurriedly turned around and entered the room, completely forgetting that there was an editor Jian beside him.

Jian Chunsheng lowered his head in embarrassment, and found a circle of watermarks spreading under Zhou Heng's leather shoes. It is normal for shoes to get wet and leave watermarks on the ground in rainy days.

But looking at his feet again, there was a large pool of watermarks spreading out, as if he had just climbed up from the pool.

This embarrassing discovery made him feel even more embarrassed.

Zhou Heng's voice sounded.

"Jane—editor?"

Jian Chunsheng thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable word to describe Zhou Heng's voice. Finally, a word appeared in his mind: tepid.

He knew that this word was not used to describe a human voice, but it seemed that only these four words could best describe Zhou Heng's voice.

That kind of arrogance is not the cold arrogance that rejects people thousands of miles away, but it is not the acquaintance with the slightest enthusiasm, but the temperature like the rippling pool water under the willow tree at the turn of spring and summer.

"Editor Jane?" Zhou Heng's voice sounded again.

Only then did Jian Chunsheng recover from his own world, revealing a pair of confused eyes, looking at Zhou Heng innocently, "Huh?"

Zhou Heng's eyes were very black, as black as ink, and extremely bright, as bright as stars.

The gaze projected from these eyes made Jian Chunsheng subconsciously feel a little shy.

Zhou Heng stared at him for a long time before saying softly, "You're all soaked through, why don't you go in and change into a clean set of clothes, lest you catch a cold."

Jian Chunsheng will always remember that it was because of this sentence that he mistook Zhou Heng for a warm man, and since then he let go of his guard against him until he was bit by bit bit by bit without knowing it.

He said gratefully at the time: "No need, I will take Teacher Qing Zhou's manuscript and hand it back to the company to change it at home. It's summer now, so I won't catch a cold."

Zhou Heng stared at him for a long time, but finally said nothing, and nodded, seemingly noncommittal.

This incident directly led to the second meeting between the two.

Jian Chunsheng scolded himself an idiot a hundred times in his heart, but he couldn't stop the sneeze on the second day and the fever on the third day.

When his head was dizzy due to the fever, he couldn't concentrate on doing any work at all, and there was only one thought in his mind: Why didn't he accept Zhou Heng's kindness at that time?Why?Jian Chunsheng, are you a pig?

When he was yelling at himself as a pig, the editor-in-chief happened to pass by, and saw him dying, so he showed mercy and let him go to the hospital to see a doctor, so as not to pass out on the workbench and cause work-related injuries , Blackmail the company's money.

Jian Chunsheng took a taxi to the hospital, and his condition was getting worse and worse. When he got out of the taxi, he was already a little dizzy and had overlapping images.

He cursed in his heart, and staggered towards the hospital.

After finally walking to the gate of the outpatient building, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, his whole body was chilling, and he wished he could find a corner to squat down and sleep forever. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously He hid to the right, but bumped into someone's arms.

A warm embrace.