Difficult office romance

It took a while for the doorbell to ring before Cen Jing came to open the door.

Ke Ran took off the scarf and threw it to the cabinet in the entrance. He wanted to open the shoe cabinet to look for slippers to change, but found that the pair of slippers he often wore were neatly placed on the floor.

With a slight heaviness in his heart, Ke Ran put on the slippers naturally.

"You didn't turn on the air conditioner?" Feeling the attack of the cold air, Ke Ran stopped his hand that was picking up the buttons of his coat and asked.

Cen Jing wouldn't drink some wine without knowing whether it's hot or cold, right?

How to resist the chemical attack of cold air in City C this season without turning on the air conditioner!

"The living room is not turned on. I turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom when I came back. Come in and talk about it." Cen Jing took the plastic bag from Ke Ran's hand and led Ke Ran to the bedroom.

After arriving in the bedroom and taking off his coat and hanging it on the back of the sofa, Ke Ran had time to check Cen Jing's condition.

His face was a little red, and it seemed that he had indeed been drinking.

But what's with the blood streak on the left cheek?

Ke Ran had doubts in his heart, but let's wait until Cen Jing finished taking the medicine before asking.

He took out the pills from the box and handed them to Cen Jing according to the dosage required in the instructions.

"Is there water?"

"No need." Cen Jing took the pill and swallowed it straight up.

Ke Ran sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at Cen Jing sitting on the bed in a single piece of cotton pajamas, he was still a little worried.

"You'd better lie back first."

"I'm not cold." Cen Jing shook his head and asked again, "Are you cold?"

"I'm wearing a sweater." Ke Ran gave him a look and insisted, "You should still use a suit jacket."

Cen Jing didn't argue with him over this trivial matter, he took out a cardigan from the closet and put it on.

"How did you get that spot on your face?"

After Cen Jing sat back on the side of the bed near the French window, Ke Ran pointed to his left cheek and asked.

Cen Jing shifted his gaze to one corner, closed his eyes, and said, "I accidentally rubbed it."

"What have you been doing?"

Why would you rub it on your face?

Ke Ran's doubts deepened.

He stood up, took two steps closer, and continued to observe the wound on Cen Jing's face.

I always feel a little familiar, as if it has appeared on my face before?

Ke Ran thought to himself.

"What are you observing? What is there to observe about a little Daoist?" Cen Jing said in a relaxed tone.

It may be due to the relationship of drinking, tonight's cover-up is full of loopholes.

Whether it's the wandering eyes or heavy breathing, it tells Ke Ran that Cen Jing is nervous.

"Ah!" Ke Ran uttered suddenly, which almost made Cen Jing tremble.

Cen Jing told himself to hold on, must hold on.

Ke Ran moved closer, "Did you shave and cut it?"

Cen Jing couldn't hold on anymore, his straight shoulders collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Turning his head uncomfortably, Cen Jing hummed.

It seemed to me that this was the first time I saw Cen Jing miss the matter of shaving, Ke Ran said with a slight sneer, "Look, the wound is quite fresh, it was just shaved, right?"

Cen Jing didn't want to talk.

But Ke Ran became more and more enthusiastic, "You've been drinking like this and you shave? You don't go to work and don't go on blind dates right now, so you care about your image?"

Then he shut up too.

Reluctantly, I felt a little hot on my face.

He was the only one who appeared in front of Cen Jing at this moment.

Cen Jing said not convinced, "I didn't drink much, how can I get drunk with just two glasses?"

You scratched your face because the doorbell rang suddenly, and you were rushing to open the door for you.

It's just that there is still a little embarrassment in this unconvinced voice?

Ke Ran felt that Cen Jing's more and more small emotions could not escape his eyes.

but--

"You have such a severe headache and stomachache without drinking much?" Ke Ran asked with a serious frown, "Why has your health deteriorated recently?"

The body is still the same, and I don't know if there will be any side effects after taking those medicines for the pain that is so slight that it can be ignored.

Cen Jing thought about it, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise, with Ke Ran's temper, he would have to drive him over to deliver unnecessary medicine in the middle of the night and still have to slam the door on his face?

Ke Ran stared at Cen Jing, but Cen Jing couldn't show his timidity and met Ke Ran's gaze.

……

"You're not pretending, are you?" Ke Ran asked with narrowed eyes.

"No." Cen Jing said.

"Really?" Ke Ran continued to ask.

"Really." Cen Jing resolutely defended his life.

Jokes, confession is lenient, jail time is punished, resistance is strict, go home for the New Year, such a simple truth will not be unclear to him.

It made one person's heart tremble again, and the other looked at each other suspiciously.

In the end, Ke Ran was defeated first. Why did he feel that Cen Jing was so rigid tonight?

"Forget it." After Ke Ran finished speaking, he sat back on the sofa again.

With his coat behind him, and something hard in his pocket was slamming his back, Ke Ran moved a little uncomfortably.

"I……"

"I……"

Ke Ran and Cen Jing spoke at the same time.

The two looked at each other.

"You go ahead." Cen Jing said.

Ke Ran quietly clenched his fists as if making up his mind, and swallowed.

Say it, don't you think it through?

There is one more step, and this is the only step left.

It's not a big deal, just a few words.

Ke Ran kept hinting to himself in his heart, but the words turned into: "I'm going home first."

Cen Jing's first reaction was to stop him, "Wait."

"what?"

"It's too late now." Cen Jing said.

Ke Ran picked up his phone to check, "It's not too late." He said, "It's only a quarter past ten."

"It's getting dark outside, it's inconvenient for you to go home." Cen Jing said.

"I came here by car." Ke Ran glanced at Cen Jing, "And it was dark when I came here just now, why don't you think I'm inconvenient?"

"I..." Cen Jing paused, feeling a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect that just now."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me as a grown man driving back."

Sure enough, I still can't say it.

Ke Ran sighed inwardly, stood up, picked up his coat, and walked out.

"Wait a moment!"

When Cen Jing amplified the volume, he also stood up and grabbed Ke Ran's arm.

In his haste, he didn't control the strength well, and Ke Ran felt a little hurt.

Did Cen Jing eat meat?

I came here at night to deliver medicine to you, not to be a punching bag for you.

"What are you doing? Let go."

Thinking about it, Ke Ran became a little angry, and waved the arm held by Cen Jing.

He continued to move, making gestures to leave.

Cen Jing brought Ke Ran to his side again.

"Cen Jing, are you sick tonight?!" Ke Ran had to turn around and look at Cen Jing.

"I'm sick." Looking at Ke Ran who was on fire in front of him, Cen Jing miraculously calmed down again at this moment.

He said blankly, "You bought the medicine for me."

You also know that I will buy medicine for you at night!

Ke Ran became even more angry.

"I bought it wrong. I shouldn't have bought painkillers." Ke Ran said sarcastically, "I think you've had two sips of wine tonight and you've lost your mind."

"Then next time you buy something spiritual." Cen Jing was still not ready to let go.

Ke Ran tried to break free a few more times.

"I'm going home! Let go!"

"this late."

"Cen Jing, don't think that you can get mad at me after drinking!" Ke Ran raised his voice, and the anger on his face had reached its peak.

"Why are you going back so late!" Cen Jing's mood fluctuated obviously tonight.

"It's so late! Why don't you think it's too late to work overtime before!"

"You used to be my subordinate! It's different now!"

"Now I'm not even your fucking subordinate!"

Ke Ran almost roared out these words.

Cen Jing's emotions were like a punctured ball for a moment.

His grip on Ke Ran gradually loosened.

Only then was Ke Ran able to break free, rolled up his sleeves and saw that there was a circle of red on his forearm.

I didn't see Cen Jing lifting weights in the gym all year round. I don't know where the strength came from.

He was just about to put Cen Jing's "achievements" in front of Cen Jing for him to take a good look and discuss the matter of compensation for personal damages, when he saw Cen Jing, who was still full of momentum just now, lowered his head.

Looking at it with his eyes that can already distinguish Cen Jing's small emotions, at this moment, Cen Jing seems to be full of sadness?

Reason told Ke Ran to ignore this lunatic and hurry home to take a shower and sleep. It was a wise decision not to say something.

But he has always been a very subjective person, especially when it comes to Cen Jing.

Most people who are angry can't speak their minds, and Ke Ran is the best among them.

What did I say just now?He thought about it in his mind.

"Now I'm not even your fucking subordinate!"

It seems that this is indeed the case, but Cen Jing's overt or covert care and help for Ke Ran is not as good as that for his subordinates.

Speaking of it, it was more than when Ke Ran was his subordinate, like when the two of them hadn't broken up.

It hurts, Ke Ran regretted what I just said.

"Hello, Cen Jing." He whispered.

The voice was so low that Ke Ran couldn't hear it clearly, he was about to say it again when he saw Cen Jing raised his head.

Only then did Cen Jing notice Ke Ran's sleeves that he hadn't put down yet.

He immediately stretched out his hand to help Ke Ran press it, but he was worried that he would have the opposite effect, so the extended hand froze in mid-air, and he retracted it again.

"I'm sorry." Cen Jing said sullenly, "I'll find you a towel to apply."

"No need." Ke Ran rubbed his arm by himself. To be honest, it's not a serious injury, and he's not a little girl, so he shouldn't be so delicate.

He waved his hand towards Cen Jing, and Cen Jing obediently continued to stand where he was, depressed.

"Sorry." Ke Ran said awkwardly, "What I just said was a bit heavy."

"It's okay, you're right." The Cen Jing at this moment is completely different from the one just now.

He stood with his head down for a while, but he didn't hear the sound of Ke Ran taking a step, so he couldn't help raising his head to look at Ke Ran, "Aren't you going back?"

Are you starting to chase me away now?

Ke Ran's anger came and went quickly, he sighed and said, "What happened to you tonight?"

"Drink too much." Cen Jing replied lightly.

Ke Ran didn't know about Cen Jing's drinking capacity, and he didn't bother to worry about whether Cen Jing drank too much, so he continued to ask: "Then what did you want to say just now?"

"It's just..." Cen Jing looked at him with twinkling eyes, "Don't want you to go?"

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