Assistant Lin Has Something To Say

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At nine o'clock in the evening, Wanzhu's office building was brightly lit.

With the end of the year approaching, all companies are beginning to enter the busiest stage, and Wanzhu is no exception. Lin Hui has been working overtime in the company for the past few days. He has a lot of work at hand and feels that he can't finish it no matter what he does. Today he looked at the report for the day and felt dizzy at this point. There was no need to look any further, so he simply stood up and rested for a while. When Zhao Xiaoxiao came in, what he saw was Lin Hui standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his arms folded, watching the night in a daze.

Zhao Xiaoxiao put down the document in his hand and said with a smile, "Lin Assistant, you look like Mr. He."

The unexpected words made Lin Hui's heart tremble, and he turned his face: "What?"

"It's the feeling of you standing by the window and looking outside, it really looks like Mr. He. I think Mr. He is always in this posture."

Maybe she was too tired, it took Lin Hui several seconds to realize what Zhao Xiaoxiao said. In fact, some people have said before that he and He Jianshan sometimes look a bit like. Lin recalls, if you stand behind the person you admire like me, day after day, year after year, even just closing your eyes, you can describe all his expressions and movements in your mind, then you become similar to him.

It’s a bit funny to say, before he liked He Jianshan, he was already imitating or following him unconsciously: He Jianshan wore a black shirt, and he wanted to buy dark colors; Jianshan had a camel coat, and he couldn't help choosing a camel color when he bought a coat; even He Jianshan's unconscious little movements during a meeting were learned ten percent from him. Once eating with Luo Ting, he couldn't help but lightly tap the table with his fingers, and it took a while to realize what he was doing.

At that time, he was too young to know that it was a sign of the beginning of love. He only felt that he had become a scholar inexplicably. He laughed and said to Luo Ting: "Wan Zhu really can affect people too much.”

It was only later that I learned that it was not Wanzhu who influenced people, but that He Jianshan had invaded his heart from a long time ago.

Night can always evoke the deepest desires in people's hearts, like a switch, since Zhao Xiaoxiao mentioned the word "Mr. He", Lin Hui's mind has been uncontrollably Occupied by He Jianshan. On this business trip, Lin Hui basically cut off contact with him: they didn't send WeChat or make a phone call for a whole week, except for the formalized email exchanges for reporting work. To be honest, compared to the frequency of their communication in the past, this is a bit deliberate. The two seem to be competing, and they are deliberately avoiding contacting each other. Thinking of this, Lin Hui couldn't help lowering his head to look at his wrist: Not long ago, there was a butterfly parked here, tied by He Jianshan himself. He didn't understand what it meant, it seemed like some kind of secret hint, or it was just a joke, no matter which kind, it made Lin Hui guess and guess until he couldn't fall asleep.

He Jianshan has this kind of ability, and he can stir up his heart at will.

Lin Hui slowly closed his eyes, he missed him, more than ever. He felt that he was the most hypocritical person in the world. He said that nothing had happened, but in his heart he reminisced wildly that night: He remembered how He Jianshan's fingers crossed his skin inch by inch. ; I remember his gloomy and hoarse voice when he called "Assistant Lin" over and over in his ear; and his eyes, as if he was going to devour himself at any time...

All of this made Lin Hui addicted and made him despair.

Ninghai.

In the hotel suite, He Jianshan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the night view. The weather in Ninghai has been bad for the past two days. There is no moon or stars in the night. Instead, there are layers of clouds that are heavy and seem to fall down at any time.