A week is neither long nor short, but it is enough time for a lot of things to happen
Just like Qin Zifeng, he never thought that one day he would return to Qin's house and still be in this situation
He sat quietly on the bed with a book in his hand
But the dazed look in his eyes proved that he didn't take it in at all.
"Ding-a-ling-ring, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..."
Blinking, he moved his fingers, but in the end he just turned the book back one page.
He didn't seem to hear the phone ringing. He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.
"Ding-a-ling-ring, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know he was there. He didn't give up because no one answered. Instead, the phone rang even more happily.
Rarely, he frowned
He closed the book in his hand with a "snap" and looked at the phone on the cabinet next to the door.
But it’s just watching
With his slightly sunken eyes
His lips gradually tightened, but this movement made the bruises and dryness of his lips more obvious, and some small cracks in the middle even showed bloodshot eyes.
But the phone didn't mute because of his intense gaze, it was still shouting with all its strength.
I don't know if ten minutes had passed. When Qin Zifeng felt that his good patience was too much, the phone finally stopped ringing.
However, before he could take a breath, the cell phone on the bedside table rang again.
With his lips raised, Qin Zifeng narrowed his eyes carefully.
At this moment, he was slightly interested in this person who kept calling.
Turning his head, he reached for the ringing cell phone
His movements are very slow, almost like a rusty machine. Just by looking at it, you feel like you can hear the "click-click" friction sound.
He pressed the answer button expressionlessly and put the phone to his ear, but he had no intention of speaking.
And the person on the other end of the phone was strangely silent.
This made Qin Zifeng's eyebrows twitch slightly. Before he could think of whether to politely say "Hello", there was an indistinct shout from the other side.
In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is unclear
The sound that sounded like a date in his mouth sounded more like a language he was not familiar with.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Qin Zifeng planned to be the first to break the silence
But before he could take action, a familiar voice called "Boss" came from the other side.
Qin Zifeng raised his eyebrows and waited quietly.
"That, that me..."
The voice over there became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.
"Yan Xiaoyu, are you afraid that your boss will be bored?"
Qin Zifeng would never admit that he was threatening. Could someone use such a gentle tone to threaten someone?
However, Yan Xiaoyu seems to have a different opinion
There was an obvious sound of swallowing from the phone, and then Yan Xiaoyu said quickly, almost without pausing, as if he was afraid of losing the remaining courage, "Boss, I accidentally learned that Zhang Xiao is getting married on the eighth day of this month. I want to
I thought you might not know, so I made this call.”
"Um"
"Um, did the boss already know this?"
Hearing that the other party just responded lightly, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly widened his eyes. He thought that based on his understanding of Lan Chen, the other party would not tell the boss the news.
Could it be that he guessed wrong?
"No," Qin Zifeng's answer not only dispelled Yan Xiaoyu's suspicion about Lan Chen, but also made him more confused.
He didn't forget that when he was with the boss, he checked every corner of Zhang Xiao's life, just to make the boss receive the report with satisfaction.
Besides, as an intelligence officer, he always knows more information than others.
He has not forgotten the times when his boss was injured. Who was it for?
Last time, when Zhang Xiao attacked the boss, he just gave him a knife on the back of his neck. The way the boss looked at him made him feel as if he had suddenly encountered winter ice and snow.
The other party is so calm now. Could it be that a storm is coming?
He cleared his throat and muttered to himself several times, "Boss is a good man, there is nothing to be afraid of..." before he reluctantly asked, "Boss, are you okay?"
Hearing the cautiousness in Yan Xiaoyu's voice, Qin Zifeng gave a wry smile. He felt that his performance was plain enough, how could the other party still suspect that something was wrong with him?
In fact, what Qin Zifeng didn't know was that it was this calmness that made Yan Xiaoyu unable to calm down.
At this moment, he lowered his eyes slightly and thought of the person he loved who was about to enter the wedding hall with someone else.
It took a long time before he remembered that there was someone on the other end of the phone waiting for his answer.
Sighing, he said slowly: "What do you think I should do?"
I’m afraid no one knows more about his entanglement with Zhang Xiao than Yan Xiaoyu.
Thinking of this, he simply stopped covering up his emotions and hummed softly.
And the corners of his eyes raised diagonally, drawing a sharp arc.
"Ha, ha, the boss is so wise and powerful, how can something happen?"
Yan Xiaoyu paused for a moment before replying with a smile.
But the uneasiness in the voice is very obvious
He seemed to have noticed it himself. After saying this, he was silent for a while and then continued: "Boss, you must be good... The boss I know is better than Xiaoqiang!"
"In your mind, am I on the same level as a cockroach?"
Qin Zifeng grinded his teeth and said every word
It’s not that he didn’t notice the other person’s pretense of being relaxed, so he would start joking accordingly. This is one of the reasons.
As for another reason, he probably wants to maintain the image of the perfect boss in the other person's mind.
As long as you know his fragility, it will be fine
"How is that possible? A cockroach is not worthy of carrying the boss's shoes!"
The other end of the phone was shouting loudly. Qin Zifeng's eyes quickly flashed with soft emotions, but his voice was unhurried, "Can cockroaches lift shoes?"
"Ah?! Boss..."
Even through the phone, Qin Zifeng could imagine Yan Xiaoyu's expression, with a snout and a sad look on his face. As for his eyes, they were absolutely dry without a single tear.
Slightly raising the corners of his lips, he responded lightly, "I'm here."
Yan Xiaoyu seemed to be choked by the other party's words and suddenly started coughing.
In response, Qin Zifeng just raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Boss, you are scaring people"
"Yeah", Qin Zifeng just responded lightly to the other party's accusation.
"Boss!"
Hearing the cry of the other party gnashing his teeth, Qin Zifeng chuckled softly, and then said: "If there is nothing else, just hang up."
"Boss..." Yan Xiaoyu stamped his feet fiercely, and then quickly continued, "Boss, if you need anything, you must remember to call me, or you can call Lan Chen?!"
"Well...be careful in Canaan"
After Qin Zifeng finished speaking, he pressed the hang up button.
His face was calm, but there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead
And the hand holding the phone is even more bruised.
For a long time, he chuckled, then lifted the quilt
He looked at his two legs, two legs that had no feeling at all.
At this time, their posture can be called stiff
The smile lines at the corners of the mouth are getting deeper and deeper, but there is a faint smell of madness.
Qin Zifeng suddenly bent over, punched his legs hard, and then laughed louder and louder.
Still no consciousness at all, not at all
It's like, it doesn't exist...
He felt that the calmness he had been maintaining was like riding a high tower with playing cards, so illusory that it was unreal.
Will fall down at the touch of a touch
His mind gradually went blank, and his hands used violence mechanically, attacking everything he could touch and himself.
"Boss, stop it!"
Lan Chen almost flew towards Qin Zifeng, trying his best to prevent him from hurting himself.
"Wake up, boss, wake up!"
Such a confused and unfocused look... His heart tightened, and Lan Chen's grip on the opponent's hands suddenly lost control. Somewhat sharply, he yelled: "Boss, doesn't Yan have any weight in your heart?"
He thought about the panic that arose when he knocked on the door for a long time and heard no sound. He thought about the anxiety that hurt him when he saw the boss who interpreted the word "powerful" in his heart. He thought about the feeling in his heart when he heard the news that another person was getting married a few days ago.
That feeling of relief...
He suddenly wanted to laugh, because he thought he could hide the person in front of him and let time gradually wear away the person in his heart.
It turns out that he has always been the one who deceived himself.
However, how can Zhang Xiao be worthy of being the boss?
He was hurt again and again, and his life hung by a thread again and again... If the boss's happiness had to be exchanged for his life, he would rather the boss remained ruthless for the rest of his life.
In fact, when Zhang Xiao was sent to his hospital looking miserable and ravaged, he was happy in his heart.
Even if I have a little sympathy for the scars all over the other person in the operating room
He thought they would separate, but he didn't expect that Zhang Xiao would return to Yancheng after leaving.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief when he returned to Jiacheng again for the sake of the other party, he saw the boss who was covered in blood and was as angry as a gossamer.
He thought that he would probably never forget the scene at that time in his life.
The boss who was known as the big boss in Yancheng, the man who was like the God of War in his mind, was lying on the operating table just like that, as if he would disappear.
At that moment, my hands, which had not shaken for a long time, were shaking like an old man.
After the operation, his legs suddenly became soft
Without the support of Cui Hao waiting at the door, he doubted that he would even be able to stay standing.
However, the operation that lasted for sixteen hours only gave the other party a hope of living.
Three days, three whole days, the man in front of me regained consciousness.
The way the other party looked at the legs that had no feeling made him feel relieved from the bottom of his heart.
The boss said that since his legs are useless, he is no longer their head?
How can it be?
He replied almost reflexively and smiled at the boss.
But what about now?
He had no doubt that the reason that could make the boss lose his temper or even go crazy was the man far away in Jia City.
"Are we subordinates that irrelevant to you?"
For the first time, he no longer cared about his inferiority, and yelled out everything that was on his mind.