C11 Acuteness

There was a letter, an apple, a beautifully wrapped watch, and what attracted Wei Nuanyang the most was a stack of photos... A photo of Yuezheng Du.

Wei Nuanyang was smiling so much that he couldn't even see his teeth. He held the photo in his hand and carefully looked at it, afraid that if he used too much strength, he would wrinkle the photo.

The gloom of the day had vanished because of an unexpected gain.

After getting off work, Wei Nuanyang made a detour to the gift shop and picked a few satisfied photo frames. He put the photos away in the most conspicuous spot in his home.

Wei Nuanyang had been giggling the whole night, he didn't even know that he was an adult male. Her fair fingers gently drew the features on it, overlapping with the green years in her heart and forming a round dream.

The next morning, Wei Nuanyang bought two breakfasts, one steamed dumplings with soup and one dish of small primal chaos shrimp, which Yuezheng Du loved to eat.

Although Yuezheng Du clearly stated that he would draw a clear line between them, Wei Nuanyang refused to admit it. He stretched out his hand to touch his delicate face and threw it to the ground. As long as he could bring the male god back, he wouldn't care if he had no face at all.

When Wei Nuanyang arrived at the office, he put the breakfast away while he wiped the table with a handkerchief. His hand was hurt by the doorknob, and it hurt when it touched water. In order to lessen his suffering, he could only work with one hand like a one-armed chivalrous hero. Fortunately, Yuezheng Du was also a clean person. He cleaned a lot and it was easy to clean up.

Wei Nuanyang washed his face in the bathroom after sending the mop back to the tool room. It was midsummer and he was sweating profusely. Even though he had turned on the cold air, his shirt was still soaked with sweat. It felt uncomfortable sticking to his back.

Wei Nuanyang looked at his phone. There were still 20 minutes before work. After calculating Yuezheng Du's working hours yesterday, he was still safe.

After unbuttoning his shirt, Wei Nuanyang put the folder under his shirt and fanned his back. The flush on his face had not yet faded as he was sweating profusely. His mouth was not idle either as he mumbled the words "it's too hot" under his breath.

Yuezheng Du wore a formal suit, and even his tie was tied up properly. The moment he opened the door, he saw the sight before him and black lines immediately appeared on his face.

Wei Nuanyang heard the sound and quickly stood up. He wanted to tie up his shirt in a fluster. However, the more he panicked, the more panicked he became. His shirt had a few wrinkles on it, but there was still a button hanging on his shirt.

Yuezheng Du's eyes dimmed. His gaze fell on Wei Nuanyang's rosy white neck. He said coldly, "This is an office, it's not a place to talk about love."

Wei Nuanyang blinked his eyes. Why does that sound so weird?

"I …"

"I don't eat these, don't you understand?" Yuezheng Du's expression darkened again as he pointed to the breakfast on the desk.

Wei Nuanyang pursed his lips and his face turned pale. He had never bought breakfast for anyone in his entire life, needless to say, buy a different breakfast for a candidate!

But now, he stuck his hot face into the other party's cold butt. It's fine if the other party doesn't appreciate his kindness, but he even said some weird words.

Wei Nuanyang's cheeks bulged and his eyes widened, as if he was about to get into a fight. On the other hand, Yuezheng Du was different. He picked up the wrapper on the outside of the lunchbox with his sharp fingers and moved the two breakfasts from his table to Wei Nuanyang's table. The corner of his mouth slightly raised with the arrogance of someone who had seen through everything.

"Learn... "Manager, am I …"

"Just because Yan Ming left you here doesn't mean that we are very familiar with each other. Please don't go further, leave some leeway for everyone."

"..." "Understood."

Wei Nuanyang bit his lips and had no power to refute Yuezheng Du's words. Because he liked his seniors, his mental state had become weaker. He had become cautious in both his words and actions. His original plan was to express his goodwill was clearly a bit too hasty. He didn't consider whether the other party liked it or if it would cause trouble.

"I'm sorry, but I will pay attention in the future."

Wei Nuanyang quickly adjusted his mood and put the breakfast in the drawer. He lowered his head slightly and pressed his fingers on the keyboard, not moving at all. Yuezheng Du raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. The little excitement that just rose up in his heart disappeared completely because of Wei Nuanyang's sad expression. He didn't know why.

In just a few minutes, the office was eerily quiet.

After lunch break, Wei Nuanyang took the lead to greet Yuezheng Du and went out. Yuezheng Du answered without raising his head. When the door closed, he sat up straight and looked at the drawing board in his hand helplessly.

He hadn't drawn a single line all morning. He didn't know why.

After Wei Nuanyang left the company, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. His fair face was clouded, as if if every time Yuezheng Du scolded him again, he would rush up with his saber and fight to the death.

"You used to be very gentle, but what's wrong now …"

"What are you talking about?"

The moment Yan Ming left the company, he saw Wei Nuanyang with a face full of resentment. He didn't care about being seen by his colleagues as he chased after them.

Wei Nuanyang was so scared that he shrunk his neck back and wanted to curse in his heart. He doesn't know what habits these brothers have, why do they all like sudden attacks?

"I'm fine."

"Did Yuezheng Du bully you?"

Wei Nuanyang looked around vigilantly, suspecting that Yuezheng Du was the first to complain.

Seeing him like this, Yan Ming burst into laughter. His big hand lightly patted Wei Nuanyang's shoulder and mocked: "Looks like you really got bullied? "Tell me, I'll help you teach that kid a lesson."

"Nothing."

Wei Nuanyang took half a step back and stayed away from Yan Ming. It was normal for normal men to carry each other's shoulders, but for people like Yan Ming and Wei Nuanyang, it was like taking advantage of someone else.

Wei Nuanyang didn't want to be associated with Yan Ming, so he naturally had to keep his distance. Moreover, he was even more afraid that Yuezheng Du would suddenly appear. If that were the case, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Yan Ming lowered his head and chuckled. The emptiness in his hand was not a lie. Wei Nuanyang's completely different attitude made him feel a bit unhappy.

"Let's have lunch together."

Wei Nuanyang's expression changed slightly. He could clearly hear the warning tone in Yan Ming's voice. She couldn't help but ask, "Do you think I'm lying to you about your feelings?"

"Are you angry?"

"Fortunately, we should find a place to talk."

Wei Nuanyang's sudden and forceful attitude was completely different from before. Yan Ming's heart instantly turned cold, as if a voice was warning him that if he went, there would be no more hope between him and Wei Nuanyang.

This premonition became even stronger when Wei Nuanyang looked at him seriously.

Yan Ming slowly clenched his fingers and his face turned green. He forced out a smile and replied, "I suddenly remember that there are customers waiting for me there. I might not be able to make it today."