Because of the rain, I had a fever of 39 degrees, but I didn't dare to ask for leave.

I bought a few dollars of antipyretic medicine at the pharmacy and ran to work after taking it.

I don't know if it's in response to that sentence, people will rebound and get better after being unlucky to the extreme.

Anyway, I received the company's designer assessment on Thursday, and I actually passed.

Liu Qingtian, the supervisor who usually often finds fault with me, says that my works are bad and has poor creativity, and says that I am wasting the company's resources, is unprecedentedly polite to me, he talked to me, said that I would add a fixed basic salary, and said that I would have a promotion later, but it is not easy to train a designer, and I have to sign a three-year labor contract with the company.

I have a college degree, and it is not easy to find a designer job in a better company outside, and I am so happy that I can't do it, so I immediately signed this deed of sale.

Because the work is getting better and better, and Feng Wenke has not bothered me in the past few days, my mood has improved a lot, and when I go to ride on the weekend, I will sit at home and draw some drawings that may never become real objects, and then use the second-hand printer I bought to type them.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from Zhang Jingchi at ten o'clock in the evening.

His side was very noisy, and his voice was blurred, but I could still hear it clearly, and he said, "Your chance to repay my favor has come, come and pick me up at the LV bar in the International Trade Center." ”

The phone was then hung up.

I thought about it for only three seconds, and then I rushed to the LV bar in a daze.

I carefully avoided people who had drunk too much, and finally found Zhang Jingchi on a booth.

He lay there with his face half-up, his eyes slightly closed, and unlike the cold and distant of the previous days, his face was mostly silent and drunken.

I hesitated for a moment, but finally carefully nudged him with my hand and said, "Hey, are you okay?" ”

It's so noisy around, I guess he can't hear it. But I guess the one I pushed had an effect, and he slowly opened his eyes, squinted at me, and then abruptly put his hand on it.

Soon, most of the weight of his body was pressed on me, I helped him to stagger and walk, in the cold wind he seemed to be a little more awake, but he pressed more weight over, my neck was full of hot breath from his exhalation, he said a little vaguely, "Hit go." ”

I took his words and asked, "What's the detailed address of your home?" I don't know the way. ”

All I got was silence.

After a five-minute standoff on the side of the road, I asked no less than ten times, only to get a grunt response.

I wanted to take him to the hotel to open a room for him, but when I touched my pocket, I didn't have my ID card with me.

And I didn't dare to reach out to touch his ID card on his body.

It was freezing so cold that I couldn't do anything to leave him on the bridge and clap his hands and leave, but he was visibly impatient with the annoying cold wind, and he muttered and restrained my hand closer, and rubbed a little impatiently against my neck.

The blood in my whole body almost flowed backwards to my brain, and my body stiffened unconsciously, and finally my brain was hot, and I stopped a car and took him directly back to where I lived.

Originally, I wanted to put him on the sofa, but I found that the sofa could not control the length of his body, and my hands were numb from the pressure, so that my hands would break if the ink went down.

I had no choice but to lay him down on the bed, scramble to pick off his shoes, and pull the quilt over him.

He didn't know whether he was very drunk or sleepy, and when I did all this, he was at my mercy like a lifeless log.

I pulled over a small bench and sat at the head of the bed, staring at his face motionless.

It was the first time I had been so close to this man.

I could see his thick eyelashes, I could see the dark brow of his eyes closed, and I could see the blue stubble on his chin.

I kept staring at his face, and on an impulse, my hand unconsciously reached over and covered his face.

Even if he was cold and distant, his cheeks were warm, like a warm stove in the middle of winter. Such a huge contrast made me stunned for a moment.

In this way, my hand was suddenly covered by Zhang Jingchi's hand, and I was so nervous that I almost screamed.