mistaken for love

Chapter 15

The most common thing I do in the past five years is to think about him, whether he has grown taller, whether he is eating well, whether he will lose weight or gain weight, thinking that he is so picky, and I don’t know if anyone will take care of him. How is he doing?

I still wonder if he will miss me a little bit.

……

After sending the file to He You's mailbox, Ye Shu got up and went to the tea room to pour water.

There was a muttering sound coming from behind, which was already a habit.

In Fang Meng's words, it's probably because Jiang's company not only gossips about female employees, but also the men are not inferior at all.

Ye Shu thought it was funny, and retracted the corners of his mouth before curling up. Then he put the cup in his hand on the shelf and made a cup of tea.

He doesn't have any hobbies on weekdays, but he likes tea quite a bit. Every time he is in a bad mood, he takes two sips of hot tea, it tastes bitter in his mouth, but sweet in the aftertaste.

Ye Shu didn't care too much after looking at it coldly, he had heard all kinds of bad things, and those people said what they said, just like a child's vindictiveness.

Ye Shu has always been mild-tempered, and he laughed when he saw people, but Jiang Zhiyan sarcastically said that he was like a laughing bitch, so he seldom smiled.

Habits have also changed a lot. In the past, he couldn't help but control what Jiang Zhiyan was doing, but now Jiang Zhiyan would only watch from a distance even if he stood barefoot in the snow.

Not only because he is not qualified to manage, but also because he dare not.

Don't dare to step forward, dare not talk much, dare not laugh.

He will drink the milk in the morning quietly, and he will stay up all night to rebuild the documents that his colleagues deliberately lost.

He felt that he did a good job, and the evaluation standard was only because Jiang Zhiyan hadn't hit him recently.

Ye Shu stretched out his hand to touch his face, feeling a little numb, retracted his hand and drank all the tea in the cup while thinking about what else to do later.

It's funny to say that he didn't dare to put the cup full of water in the office. He has a lot of work, and he does almost all the errands. Once he sent documents to the marketing department for He You, and when he came back, he saw a male colleague Pouring powder of tea in his mug.

This time it's powder, what's next?saliva?Or something more disgusting?

Ye Shu shook his head, he didn't think about it anymore, he would be very sad if he thought about it too much.

Returning to the office with an empty glass, the documents on the desk were turned over in a mess, and there were even a few footprints.

Ye Shu put the cup on the window sill and began to organize the documents. Ye Shu took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the dirty documents, then scanned the contents, and threw them into the trash can when they were almost done.

Ye Shu sorted out the dismantled documents one by one, and then re-bound them.

There was a sneer behind him.

Ye Shu paused, turned around and looked at those people with a blank expression, and then calmly said, "Don't you think people who have been in prison are disgusting? Do you know that people who have been in prison can kill people?" ?”

The office suddenly fell silent.

Ye Shu looked at He You, then slightly curved his mouth to show a smile, and said softly: "He You, if you want to kill someone, I will be the first to let you go."

……

Feeling tired in the winter afternoon, Jiang Zhiyan sat on the sofa holding a book, keeping his eyes on the pages of the book.

Looking tired after watching for a while, Jiang Zhiyan got up and stepped on Ye Shu's ankle.

Ye Shu flinched in pain.

Jiang Zhiyan seemed to be frightened. He looked at Ye Shu lying naked on the ground in surprise and asked, "Why are you stretching your feet so long? I didn't see it just now."

Ye Shu's hands subconsciously wanted to hug his leg, but Jiang Zhiyan's foot was still stepping on his ankle.

"Aren't you going to kill someone?" Jiang Zhiyan lifted his leg and kicked Ye Shu's hand. When he saw the white gauze wrapped around Ye Shu's left wrist, he frowned, feeling that it was an eyesore.

Ye Shu's left calf trembled slightly, and he subconsciously grasped the floor tiles with one hand.

After returning home from the company, Jiang Zhiyan pushed him to the ground and stripped him naked.

Now that I hear this, I probably know why.

Jiang Zhiyan stuffed electric massagers, massage sticks, and sticks behind Ye Shu. When the space became quiet, you could hear the sound of vibrations. In addition, Ye Shu was lying on the ground, and was hit by the massage, massage sticks, and sticks behind him, making him want to vomit. .

"Ye Shu, look at yourself, what capital do you use to fight with me?" Jiang Zhiyan threw the book in his hand on the ground, Ye Shu suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Zhiyan's trousers, and said hoarsely: "Zhiyan...I hurt... "

Jiang Zhiyan was taken aback.

Ye Shu lowered his hands weakly, "Help me..."

"...Let them, let them let me go."

"If you think I'm dirty... stay away from me..."

"Shihiko..."

"You help me..."

help me, help me...

Like an overwhelmed machine falling apart, Ye Shu gradually became speechless, and placed his hands weakly at Jiang Zhiyan's feet, his vision blurred a little bit.

Jiang Zhiyan squatted down, looked at this poor and hateful man, and suddenly wanted to reach out and hug him.

But the half-stretched hand was still retracted.

Ye Shu didn't know when tears were streaming down his eyes, Jiang Zhiyan stood up, raised his leg and kicked Ye Shu's shoulder, "Get up, why are you pretending to be dead?"

The people on the ground did not respond.

Jiang Zhiyan kicked Ye Shu's waist again. Hearing the muffled groans of the people on the ground, he still didn't get up.

After staring at it for a while, Jiang Zhiyan realized that the man had passed out.

……

Fang Meng tucked the quilt for Ye Shu, then recovered his senses and stared at Jiang Zhiyan who was sitting beside him, and said coldly, "Are you an animal?"

Jiang Zhiyan looked up at him expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Is it your turn to talk?"

Fang Meng paused for a moment, walked over and sat next to Jiang Zhiyan, took out a pack of cigarettes from the man's pocket, and put one in his mouth.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiyan also pulled out one and held it in his hand. Both of them didn't light the fire, fearing that it would affect Ye Shu's rest.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Fang Meng looked at Ye Shu on the bed. When he first treated this person, he probably knew how much this person had suffered recently.

Jiang Zhiyan played with the cigarette in his hand, his face softened a little, and he said in a low voice, "I didn't want to do this to him."

"Yes, you can't help but can't help treating him like this." Fang Meng became angry when he heard it, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "If he can't take care of himself one day and has to go to the toilet, I think you can't help but can't control it too." kicked him out of the house."

"It's a big deal not to use that thing." Jiang Zhiyan sat up straight and leaned back, leaning against the white wall.

When Fang Meng heard this, he didn't bring it up in one breath. He really wanted to beat this kid to death.

After being silent for a while, Fang Meng asked suddenly: "...What did Ye Shu do wrong and you want to treat him like this?"

"Huh? He hasn't told you these five years?" Jiang Zhiyan sneered upon hearing this.

"I thought he offended you before, so I didn't like him very much, and I didn't miss him in the early stage." Fang Meng's eyes became a little cold, and his tone became cold, "However, I think he is being abused by others. When I was dying, I just wanted to call you to ask how you are doing, no matter how much he offends you, he won’t lose the bottom line.”

Jiang Zhiyan froze for a moment when he heard the words, and suddenly smiled, leaning his head against the wall and squinting at Ye Shu, this man is really thin and frightening, his face is as pale as if he is about to die.

"Yes, he didn't offend me. I edited that video." Jiang Zhiyan's eyes fell on Ye Shu's slightly frowning brows, and he smiled lightly: "I just want to kill him."

Jiang Zhiyan turned his face to the side, and the other party smiled and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

Fang Meng froze for a moment, dropped the cigarette dangling from his mouth on the ground and forgot to pick it up, but Ye Shu who woke up lifted the quilt and got up and came over to help him pick it up.

"Ye Shu..." Fang Meng stared blankly at the cigarette Ye Shu handed over, and asked in a low voice, "When did you wake up?"

Ye Shu frowned, as if thinking about it, then turned around after thinking about it, then climbed back on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiyan also felt puzzled, got up and walked over, stretched out his hand and pulled off the quilt, Ye Shu was looking at him with open eyes, muttering something in his mouth, and then started pulling the quilt to cover himself again.

After tugging for a long time and unable to get back, Ye Shu sat up anxiously, frowning tightly after touching the wound, and still pulling the quilt with his hands.

"Let go..." Ye Shu anxiously pushed Jiang Zhiyan's hand.

Jiang Zhiyan just didn't let go, looked at Ye Shu blankly and asked coldly: "What tricks are you playing?"

Ye Shu was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly fell backwards, Jiang Zhiyan looked at him coldly leaning on the pillow, his eyes dim.

"Master..." Ye Shu felt that he had no other choice, he had no choice at all.

Jiang Zhiyan didn't speak when he heard the words.

Ye Shu curled his lips, his childish gestures made him feel helpless.

Ye Shu covered his eyes with his hands, and smiled softly: "I just... want to meet that Zhi Yan in my dream..."

I just want to meet Jiang Zhiyan who will treat me well.