He likes you

Qiao Mo walked into the office, a smell mixed with green grass and mud lingered around his nose.He sniffed twice, and glanced around the office suspiciously.

The floor was clean, with signs of being mopped, and the water stains on it were not completely dry. , It looks very tight today, as if it has shrunk twice.

Qiao Mo walked over and took out a book.

When he picked up the book, he felt something was wrong.The book is wet.

After being dazed for a while, Qiao Mo squeezed out a contract with his index finger and thumb from the bookshelf.

The contract was wet and wavy, and the signatures on it were all in a ball.

Qiao Mo's brows gradually frowned. These contracts were all backed up, so he wouldn't lose a lot of money and get anxious.But he couldn't help but doubt in his heart: Is this, a burglar or a ghost?

Qiao Mo was stunned as his eyes fell on the fish tank where the goldfish were kept.

The glass of the fish tank is gone, the water is gone, and the fish are gone.There is only a beach of sand and mud and a bare coral.

Qiao Mo closed his eyes and shook his head.

This change that didn't follow his way of life made him shudder and unhappy.

He wanted to drink a glass of water to calm down first, and then investigate the culprit that caused these weird things to happen.

Picking up the water glass on the table, the rim of the glass was about to touch his lips, when Qiao Mo suddenly let out a low voice.He took the cup away as if touching a block of fire, and hurriedly put it back on the table.

In the water glass, there are a few alive and kicking goldfish.

Qiao Mo's whole body was as stiff as a rock. Although he didn't drink the water, there was a nausea churning in his stomach.

Behind the air conditioner with his back turned, a figure emerged and tiptoed towards the door.

It wasn't long after Feng Xuan "cleaned up" the place when Qiao Mo came in.He was lucky enough to find a place to hide before Qiao Mo found him, and now he hoped to be lucky enough to escape.

After successfully moving to the door, Feng Xuan pushed the door with both hands.Did not push away.

After exerting more strength, Feng Xuan pushed it a couple more times.Still didn't open the door.

Feng Xuan got a little angry, and slammed on the door with two hands and one foot.The door didn't budge.

Feng Xuan scolded inwardly: Grass!

A hand reached out and pressed four numbers on the combination lock by the door.

Deng.

The door opened, but Feng Xuan stayed in place as if frozen.

"Mr. Qiao, I just brought the documents here. I don't know what happened here." Feng Xuan smiled shamelessly, trying to hide the truth.

Qiao Mo took out a bottle of mineral water from the drawer, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip: "Then let's call up the monitor and have a look?"

Feng Xuan lowered her head: "I was wrong." Her legs were straight, and her hands were attached to her thighs.

Qiao Mo opened the cabinet with one hand, took out an empty flowerpot, and poured the remaining mineral water into the flowerpot.Put the goldfish in the cup into the flower pot.

A few goldfish seemed to be rescued, and they swam in all directions, with blisters emerging from the mouth of the fish one after another.

The mineral water bottle was screwed on and thrown into the trash can. Qiao Mo said, "Integrity is the foundation of a company." His tone was very light.

Feng Xuan said slowly, "Is it human nature to be flexible?"

Qiao Mo twitched his eyebrows and glanced at him.

Feng Xuan closed her mouth and formed a line.It's better not to open his mouth.

The flower pot has never been used, and there is fresh porcelain dust on the edge.Qiao Mo got some dust on his hands and wanted to take out a piece of paper to wipe it off, but the box was empty.The trash can is full of absorbent paper.

He remembered that there was a clean towel on the square table in front of the window.Turning his head, he found that the yellow towel was hanging on the protruding branch of the bonsai tree.

"Will you wipe the floor with my hand towel?" Qiao Mo didn't even dare to ask this question.

Feng Xuan opened her tightly closed mouth, although it was vague, but it was clearly heard: "Because there is not enough paper."

"You..." Qiao Mo wanted to put his hands on his hips, but because he was afraid that the dust that hadn't been wiped off would stain his clothes, he waved his hands twice and put them back.He felt that his mind was messed up, angry and funny: "Mr. Feng, you are really committed to messing up my life. It's still the same after six years."

Feng Xuan didn't understand the meaning of this.He pondered for a while: "I wondered if I hadn't entered your life back then?"

"Does your brain not let go of memory?"

"It's its fault, I'll definitely talk about it when I go back."

Qiao Mo rubbed his temples with his clean hand, rolled up his sleeves, and leaned his back against the table: "Go back."

Feng Xuan shuddered fiercely, her eyes were full of fear: "You mean to 'go back'...?"

Qiao Mo: "Go back to your department."

The panic in his eyes gradually disappeared, but Fengxuan's tense nerves hadn't let go: "Didn't you want me to go home?"

Qiao Mo glanced at his watch: "Do you want to leave early?"

Feng Xuan froze for a moment, then shook her head desperately.

"Then I don't have to be responsible for this matter?" Feng Xuan asked fearlessly.

"dream."

These two words demoted Fengxuan from heaven to the mortal world again.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xuan regarded death as home: "Mr. Qiao, you might as well give me a good time and tell me what to do."

Qiao Mo propped one hand on the table, tapping his fingers on the table.After pondering for a while: "I haven't thought about it yet, you will know when I think about it. Go back."

Feng Xuan closed his eyes in despair, feeling that a knife was already on his neck, and he didn't know when it would be cut off.

He walked out the door, stepped back with half of his body, and asked Qiao Mo for the last time: "Now, are you really asking me to return to my post and continue working?"

Qiao Mo seemed to inhale impatiently, with a polite and gentle smile on his face, he waved his hands and said, "Yes, go back~"

When Feng Xuan went out, her body gradually trembled.

Qiao Mo's attitude of boiling the frog in warm water made him shudder.

He looked at the sky, his facial features wrinkled together, and said in pain: "I'm going to die. I'm really, really, really going to die."