Letting the nagging mother back to the room, Ye Ying dragged out a can of fat house water from the refrigerator, and dragged herself to the bar to sit down.
She opened the fat house water and took a sip lazily, then lay lazily on the bar counter.
Ye Ying frowned, looking across the bar at the naive big yellow dog sitting on the ground.
what happened? Why did a ghost dog follow her? !
He actually followed her into the house!
Speaking of which, she should have tried to lock it out just now - after all, Huang Xize's house is no better than an ordinary house, even a cockroach can be protected, let alone a dog ghost...
dog ghost? ghost dog?
...It's kind of a mouthful.
Ye Yingsheng asked Gouzi in a dispassionate voice: "...what's the matter, what are you here for?"
"Wow!"
The big dog grinned and looked stupid. Ye Ying was taken aback by its loud voice, just when she opened her eyes and let out a "shh", she remembered that no one in the house could see it except her.
...that is, can't hear it either.
Just quarrel with me alone, right? !
Ye Ying laughed angrily.
So why did this dog turn into a ghost?
Was it abandoned? But looking at it is smooth and smooth, it doesn't look like it.
Was it captured and eaten by bad guys?
It's possible.
When Ye Ying was young, there was a small shop downstairs in her hometown, and the owner raised a beautiful big golden retriever. Ye Ying passed by on her way to and from school, and every time the big golden retriever saw her, she would approach her and wag her tail affectionately.
Ye Ying also likes it, and often buys sausages and the like to feed it.
Until one day, the big golden retriever disappeared.
The boss was going crazy, and after three days of digging and searching, he brought the big golden retriever back.
When the big golden retriever came back, he was covered in injuries and several bones were broken. According to the boss, it was wrapped in a sack and was going to be **** to eat meat. Because it was big and struggling fiercely, it was beaten badly.
Fortunately, he was rescued by his master at a critical moment, and only then did he save his life.
The boss was very angry and had a dispute with the dog thief. But the other party played a rogue instead, saying that the dog was not dead, so why did they say they wanted to kill the dog? They even denied beating the dog, insisting that when they "picked up" the dog, it was already like this.
In the end, it didn't matter.
Ye Ying faded from the unpleasant memory and sighed.
If this is the case, this dog is really pitiful.
Ye Ying, who was full of pity, turned her head, and saw the dog pawing on the edge of the bar, with his head stuck in the small cake bag she brought back.
Ye Ying:! !
This dog actually ate her cake? !
No, it's all ghosts, how do you eat cake? !
After a period of chaos, Ye Ying was finally forced to share two pieces of cake with Gouzi. She swallowed the last mouthful of tiramisu and went to take a shower. When she came out of the bath, she found that the dog was already lying on the bed, its tail wagging like a helicopter propeller.
"...You really don't regard yourself as an outsider." Ye Ying sighed speechlessly, resigned to her fate and walked heavily to the side of the bed to sit down.
ok, ok.
Anyway, it's a ghost dog, at least you don't have to worry about it falling all over the bed...
It was late at night, and Ye Ying fell asleep.
The dog was lying at the end of the bed, and seemed to be asleep.
In the silence, it suddenly seemed to hear something, raised its head, and looked warily at a certain place in the house.
From the darkness in the corner, a figure slowly came out.
Maybe it smelled the smell of the other party, and the tense posture of the dog suddenly relaxed. But remembering what the other party told him, it didn't get out of bed, it still lay at Ye Ying's feet, wagging its tail gently and restrainedly.
The figure walked around the end of the bed, walked to the head of the bed, looked down at Ye Ying slightly. He gently stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to caress her sleeping face, but he stopped when he was still a short distance away.
There was no expression on his face, and he didn't stretch out his hand any further, nor retracted it. The air in the bedroom is quiet, only Ye Ying's even breathing echoes.
After a long time, Huang Xize laughed at himself and withdrew his hand.
But at this moment, Ye Ying moved.
She seemed to feel the warmth of that hand, and arched forward as if attracted. In an instant, Huang Xize felt the softness of her cheeks from his fingers.
His body froze, his eyes drooped, not knowing what he was thinking.
Gouzi didn't know why, so he tilted his head to look at the two figures lying on the bed and standing up.
After a while, Huang Xize withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and raised his eyes to look at Gouzi.
Gouzi stuck out his tongue and grinned like a smirk, watching his figure gradually fade away, and finally disappeared into the bedroom.
Ye Ying felt as if she had a dream.
I can't remember the content of the dream clearly, but when I wake up, my heart is empty, and I feel a little lost.
She sat on the bed and pressed her chest, feeling a little inexplicable—as a widowed king for many years, this kind of delicate emotion was really a little strange to her.
So she only sat on the bed and was depressed for a minute, then got up to do what she should do.
When I left the bedroom, I saw Gouzi squatting at the door waiting for her with his tongue out and his mouth grinning.
Ye Ying: "..."
She silently raised her leg and stepped over Gouzi, and when she looked up, she met her mother's inexplicable eyes.
"What are you doing?" Mom frowned, "You look weird."
"No." Ye Ying walked to the table and sat down in a disguised manner: "...the pants are too tight."
As she said that, she looked down at the breakfast on the table, paused, and raised her head without a word: "Mom, this meal..."
"What's the matter?"
Mom squinted at Ye Ying.
Under her many years of prestige, Ye Ying habitually flinched. But she still plucked up her courage and asked, "Why are there only porridge and pickles? Wasn't it quite rich yesterday?"
"It was Tao Zi who came yesterday." The mother's face was not good, and she disgusted: "Your surname is Tao?"
Ye Ying: "..."
She refused to accept: "The day before yesterday when Huang Xize was here, the food was richer than this!"
This time, my mother simply patted the chopsticks on the table, and her expression became even more unkind: "Your surname is Huang?"
She is now figuring out what the crux of the matter is.
It turned out that because Huang Xize didn't come home at night, her mother thought it was a quarrel between the two, so she kicked him out!
God! Ye Ying was speechless.
She cast her eyes for help to the silent father, who received her signal, coughed dryly, and lowered his eyes to compete with the porridge in the bowl.
Ye Ying: ...
There was no way to eat this meal, Ye Ying hastily drank porridge and ate pickles, and fled under the eyes of the old mother.
On the way to work, she gritted her teeth.
It's all Huang Xize's fault that she now has a home rather than a homeless, and faces her mother every day like a light on her back.
...Oh, no, she proposed the temporary separation...
Ye Ying let out a long sigh, and her whole body sank down.
When she arrived at the company, Ye Ying looked at the empty seat beside her, and was at a loss for a moment.
Then she remembered that Taozi was on a business trip.
Without good friend Ji, she was even more lethargic. After a while, the director came over: "Xiaoye, are the materials for the ten o'clock meeting ready?"
"Ready, director." Ye Ying hurriedly stood up.
"Well, you take the materials to the meeting room first, and I'll make a phone call."
The director came in a hurry, and then left in a hurry. Ye Ying picked up the materials and walked to the conference room.
As a result, he ran into Zhou Zhirui head-on and came out from the corner.
Ye Ying was stunned—why did Zhou Zhirui come so early? !
There is a meeting at ten o'clock, and it's only half past nine!
Not to mention the director's severe anxiety disorder, I wish I could arrive at the company an hour earlier for work at nine o'clock. Zhou Zhirui is a boss, is it necessary to come so early? !
There was an accident that night in the hot pot restaurant incident last time, Huang Xize was seriously injured, and Ye Ying asked for leave to accompany her.
She didn't see Zhou Zhirui when she came back to work and sold her vacation. He must be very busy.
It's been a long time since we met again. In view of the unpleasant experience last time, Ye Ying was somewhat embarrassed to see him now.
The main reason is that Zhou Zhirui's dementia act cast a shadow over her last time.
But Ye Ying is an excellent social animal, and she doesn't show any emotion on her face. She bowed her head humbly: "Morning Zhou."
Zhou Zhirui stopped and looked at Ye Ying.
Her head drooped slightly, her eyelashes concealed the emotions in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were raised in a standard arc, with perfect respect and humility.
He felt a little dazed - when he was with her back then, he never thought that one day, Ye Ying would have such an expression on his face.
Back then, Ye Ying was bright and lively, with a kind of ostentatious vitality.
She always looked into his eyes, smiled and called his name loudly: "Zhou Zhirui!"
Her eyes were so bright, as if she wanted to look straight into his heart.
But now, her tone was always respectful, and she lowered her eyes so as not to meet his gaze.
Zhou Zhirui guessed that this was probably the sequelae of the beatings experienced by the society. He remembered the last year the two of them were together, it was Ye Ying's first year of work after graduation.
Across the ocean, she on the phone went from chattering and complaining about everything in the beginning to silence later.
It wasn't until the two broke up that he realized that Ye Ying hadn't talked to him about work for a long time.
When we met again after nearly five years, she had already put on the perfect mask of a professional person.
Every time Zhou Zhirui looks at Ye Ying like this, he always has an illusion.
It seemed that everything the two of them experienced together, even the splendid Ye Ying back then, was all imagined by him.
Here Zhou Zhirui was caught in his own thoughts, suffering from Ye Ying who lowered her head and waited for his response.
She began to murmur in her heart—what does Zhou Zhirui mean by this? !
Is it because of what happened that day to wear small shoes for myself?
Ye Ying was depressed, she couldn't see how small-minded this dignified boss is!
But she was not a fool, Zhou Zhirui ignored her, so she raised her head as if nothing had happened, and continued walking.
But Zhou Zhirui seemed to be awakened by her movement, and also walked towards her. Ye Ying didn't squint, and was about to walk past him.
...It was as if Zhou Zhirui ceased to exist after the greeting.
But the moment they passed each other, Zhou Zhirui suddenly called her name: "Ye Ying."
Ye Ying's movements stopped suddenly, and a bad premonition arose.
Sure enough, Zhou Zhirui sighed: "That night..."
Ye Ying turned her head at the speed of light: "Mr. Zhou!"
Her voice was very low, with a hint of warning, and she successfully interrupted Zhou Zhirui's words.
Zhou Zhirui looked at her face unexpectedly—Ye Ying had the expression of seeing a ghost. At this moment, she finally stopped avoiding and looked directly into his eyes.
He had always felt awkward that Ye Ying didn't look at him, but now that she really got what he wanted, Zhou Zhirui couldn't be happy at all.
Those eyes were too cold, it was worse than looking at a stranger when looking at him.
Ye Ying was also mad in her heart.
What does Zhou Zhirui want to do in the company in broad daylight? !
If she hadn't interrupted in time, what kind of nonsense would he say? ! In case she is heard and rumored indiscriminately, how will she continue to gain a foothold in the company?
In the hot pot restaurant that day when she co-authored, all the words she said to this guy about mutual respect were all in vain.
She didn't even bother to put on an appearance, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger in her heart.
Ye Ying gave Zhou Zhirui a cold look, ignored him, took two steps forward, and stretched out her hand to push open the door of the meeting room.
... Then, a handsome face appeared head-on, looking at her with a half-smile.
He raised his hand to greet her: "Hi, you—"
Before the excitement was over, Ye Ying had no expression on her face, and slammed the door shut again.
"..."
Ye Ying put her hand on the doorknob, trembling slightly, which showed her inner collapse.
What is International Ye Ying Day today? Why has everything been going wrong since I woke up? !
Is it the way I opened it wrong? !
Who will tell her, early in the morning, why Hu Fengyao, a flirtatious fox, appeared in their company's conference room? !