sleep guide

Liang Chong calmed down and worked in the study for a while, when he heard Ning Yiwei calling him from outside the half-closed door.

"Liang Chong, Liang Chong, Liang Chong." Ning Yiwei's voice moved from far to near.

Liang Chong raised his head, did not stand up, and looked at the door intently.

Not long after, one hand pressed the edge of the door frame, Ning Yiwei poked his head in and said, "You are working."

Ning Yiwei was holding a towel in his hand, and the water dripping from the tail of his hair soaked the edge of the pajamas T-shirt with dark watermarks.

He washed too slowly, his whole body seemed to be soaked by the heat of the bathroom, and even the knuckles holding the towel were pink.

"What's the matter?" Liang Chong asked him.

"Oh, I can't blow my hair well," Ning Yiwei said shyly, "I want you to help me."

Liang Chong nodded, closed the computer, stood up, and accompanied Ning Yiwei to the bathroom of the guest room.

The moisture in the bathroom had almost dissipated, Liang Chong brought Ning Yiwei a chair, let Ning Yiwei sit in front of the sink, turned on the hair dryer, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with Ning Yiwei's hair.

Ning Yiwei's hair was fine and soft, so it was not easy to blow dry. In addition, Liang Chong was not proficient, so after blowing for a long time, it was only half dry.Ning Yiwei seldom enjoyed this kind of treatment, he leaned on the back of his chair like an old man, and kept giving Liang Chong advice.

"The air outlet is a bit close," Ning Yiwei said with his eyes closed, "it seems a little hot."

Liang Chong silently took it a little farther away, and Ning Yiwei said: "It's so far away, it won't work."

Liang Chong couldn't bear it anymore, he turned off the hair dryer, looked at the triumphant Ning Yiwei in the mirror, and said coldly: "Shut up, sit up straight."

Ning Yiwei's privileged time only lasted 3 minutes before it came to an end.

He reluctantly glanced at Liang Chong, sat up straight for a while, then lazily lay down on the marble sink, buried his face in his elbows, looking defenseless.

Ning Yiwei's T-shirt was not long enough, revealing a small portion of her white waist, with a slightly raised spine, which looked like it could be broken with one hand.

Liang Chong remembered very clearly the moment when he first knew his feelings for Ning Yiwei.

The winter of the previous year was colder than usual, and the temperature in City D, which almost never snows, also dropped below zero. One morning, there was even half an hour of sleet.

Liang Chong took over the company for more than half a year. Kang Minmin resigned from the board of directors and took her husband to the southern hemisphere for recuperation. In a hotel in a different place, it is rare to go home several times a month.

He gave Ning Yiwei the door card of his house, in case Ning Yiwei was not there when he wanted to go to his house, but Ning Yiwei was a little lost, and the access card always disappeared out of thin air. Liang Chong asked his secretary to go to the property to make five. In less than half a year, Ning Yiwei had already received all of them.

When receiving the call from Ning Yiwei, Liang Chongzheng walked down the gangway, and the driver was waiting not far away, and opened the car door for him.

Liang Chong was very tired that day, he didn't even want to say a word, the secretary held the phone for him.Probably felt that the word "little slave" was a bit difficult to say, so the secretary stopped Liang Chong in embarrassment and showed Liang Chong the screen.Ning Yiwei seldom called Liang Chong, so Liang Chong picked it up and pressed the answer button.

"What's the matter?" He asked Ning Yiwei.

Ning Yiwei obviously hesitated, he first asked Liang Chong: "Where are you?"

"Airport."

"You want to go out?" Ning Yiwei seemed to be embarrassed, and his speech became slow.

Liang Chong got into the car, waited for the driver to close the door, and told Ning Yiwei: "I just got back."

"That," Ning Yiwei paused for a few seconds, and asked him carefully, "Are you going home today?"

Liang Chong was really tired, and he kept listening to Ning Yiwei's detours, so he felt a little impatience that he couldn't hide: "What's going on?"

"My card was lost again," Ning Yiwei said pitifully, "and my air conditioner is broken, and my parents are not at home."

"..."

"If you come back, I'll sit and wait for you at the coffee shop opposite your neighborhood." Ning Yiwei added.

"I'm back," Liang Chong said, hung up the phone, and said to the driver, "You don't need to go back to the company, go to my house."

The car drove out from the terminal building unimpeded all the way, Liang Chong looked at the sky outside the car window, the sun was below the horizon, but the peripheral vision was still there, so it couldn't be counted as night yet.

Four or ten minutes from the airport to Liang Chong's house, Liang Chong reclined his seat and took a nap.When the driver stopped at the gate of the community, Liang Chong just woke up. He got up and sat there for a few seconds, picked up the coat that was put aside, and got out of the car.

Ning Yiwei was sitting by the window in the coffee shop, half-drinking a cup of coffee in his hand, turning on the computer and typing away, not knowing what he was doing.Liang Chong walked over and knocked on the glass next to Ning Yiwei. Ning Yiwei was startled, and turned his head quickly like a frightened rabbit, his eyes widened.

Liang Chong couldn't help smiling.

No matter what, the exhaustion from running around for days was still driven away by Ning Yiwei who was actually sitting there.

Ning Yiwei put away the computer, paid the bill, walked out of the coffee shop with her schoolbag on her back, and walked slowly to Liang Chong's side.There was a heat from the coffee shop on his body, which also made Liang Chong feel warm.

"Today is so fast," Ning Yiwei said, "Aren't you going to the company?"

Liang Chong gave a "hmm" and said, "Let's go."

Liang Chong's house is on the top four floors of the tallest building by the lake.He asked the driver to go back first, and took Ning Yiwei inside.The two didn't talk, Ning Yiwei followed closely, silently followed into the apartment lobby, and got on the elevator again.

The elevator door opened, and when the two walked into the room, it closed behind them.

The temperature in the room was constant at 28 degrees. Liang Chong took off his coat and threw it on the shelf beside him. Ning Yiwei behind him suddenly called him: "Liang Chong."

Liang Chong turned around and saw Ning Yiwei was looking at him with a smile, holding a packed square box in his hand, and said to him: "Happy birthday."

Liang Chong believed that his heartbeat stopped for at least half a second before continuing to beat regularly.He didn't remember it himself, his parents didn't mention it, and his subordinates were probably afraid that Liang Chong would feel rude, so they collectively kept silent.

The only person in the world who took the initiative to say happy birthday to Liang Chong was Ning Yiwei.

Seeing that Liang Chong was motionless, Ning Yiwei said, "Didn't you forget it yourself?" He took two steps closer and put the gift into Liang Chong's hand: "With such a bad memory, can you manage a company successfully?"

Just now, after walking outside for a while, Ning Yiwei's hands became cold, and his fingertips rubbed against the back and palm of Liang Chong's hand, which was cold but very soft.

"Ning Yiwei," Liang Chong stared at Ning Yiwei, and said, "You have a good memory, and you lost all five cards."

Ning Yiwei pursed his lips, took out a somewhat thick card holder from his pocket, showed it to Liang Chong as if showing off, and said a little proudly: "You are so easy to deceive. Zirui and I dismantled an old mobile phone, With the tracker on the sleeve, I no longer lose my card."

He said again, "Didn't I want to lure you home."

"Do you want to see what the gift is?" Ning Yiwei kept talking this day, he asked Liang Chongdao, "Take it apart and have a look."

Liang Chong untied the ribbon on the box, removed the wrapping paper, and opened the carton.

Ning Yiwei gave Liang Chong a small transparent glass model box, with a small and shiny thing sandwiched between two mirror-like glasses.

"It's a model of a photon clock," Ning Yiwei explained, "I made it myself, and the one in the middle is a diamond. Did you know that diamonds are one of the biggest lies of this century, but Zirui said that giving away things should not be too cheap , I bought one and put it in.”

Liang Chong held the beautiful little box and looked down carefully, not Ning Yiwei.

"I wish you time," Ning Yiwei said, "although it's not realistic."

After a while, Liang Chong recovered his voice, and said to Ning Yiwei, "Thank you."

"Sure," Ning Yiwei replied immediately, "but I didn't buy you a cake. If you want to eat, you can go to the coffee shop opposite the neighborhood to buy it yourself. I saw a six-inch one in the refrigerator just now. Mrs. Tian I won't go down because it's cold, if you go, bring me a cup of hot cocoa."

"Do you want hot cocoa?" Liang Chong captured the key information in Ning Yiwei's words.

Ning Yiwei felt that Liang Chong would definitely want to order him to go downstairs to buy, and he didn't want to go out at all, so he refused to admit it: "No, I mean, if you go, you can bring me a cup."

Liang Chong forgot how he got to the coffee shop and came home with hot cocoa and cake, but only remembered that when he entered, Ning Yiwei was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

Ning Yiwei's 19-year-old and 17-year-old are indistinguishable to the naked eye. His appearance is between a youth and a teenager. The corners of his lips are always curled up, showing an immature stubbornness.

He was wearing a thin sweater that was not too loose. Compared with the big sofa, he looked very thin, and he was lying casually, with one arm hanging from the edge of the sofa and the back of his hand touching the carpet.Liang Chong knelt beside Ning Yiwei, looked at it for a while, and tentatively stretched out his hand to wrap around Ning Yiwei's wrist.Ning Yiwei's wrist was very warm, as thin as it would slip out of Liang Chong's hand at any moment.

Liang Chong carefully kissed Ning Yiwei's forehead, eyelashes, nose tip and cheek, then moved away, carried Ning Yiwei to the guest room, went out and closed the door.

Because Ning Yiwei is still young and knows too little, he should be allowed to choose freely.

Ning Yiwei's hair was blown dry.

Without saying a word, Liang Chong pulled Ning Yiwei's clothes and put away the hair dryer.