"Why haven't you left yet?"

An Sheng, who was cooking porridge, turned around and saw Zhao Lang.

"Something is wrong with you." Zhao Lang pulled out a chair and sat down: "I used to make fat loss meals for Li Zhien during the day, and now I want to make porridge for her to drink at night, it's hard for me not to think that you have something to do with her." ”

"There's something, don't talk nonsense." An Sheng boiled the porridge in the casserole over the fire, turned it back to low heat, and continued to boil slowly: "She is sick today, what can I make some porridge for her?" Does the boss care about the boss? ”

"There's a big problem." Zhao Lang clasped his hands across his chest and looked at An Sheng with a scrutinizing expression: "Don't you feel a little too enthusiastic?" ”

Just like the TV series, inexplicably begins to be good to a person, then there will definitely be a bloody love clip next.

"What do you know, I'm a reasonable stammer, you haven't been in the workplace, you won't understand."

"I don't understand, but I know that when one person starts to be nice to another, it means that you start to care about her."

"I care." An Sheng said bluntly: "Who made her the one who paid me a salary, I don't care who she cares about." ”

"Dead ducks have hard mouths."

An Sheng looked at him and shrugged, "I'm telling the truth, you go and ask Xiao Liu below, she doesn't worry about you every day." ”

"Fuck off."

An Sheng's mouth began to be unguarded again, and he began to talk nonsense.

Zhao Lang rolled his eyes and didn't bother with him: "I'll tell you, don't in that sentence." ”

I used to go to work at Li Zhien's place, saying that I wanted to see what medicine Li Zhien sold in the gourd, but now instead of knowing other people's intentions, I fell into it myself.

An Sheng ignored him, stared intently at the casserole on the stove, listening to the gurgling sound in the casserole, he remembered that in the past, his sister had to cook millet porridge for her as long as she was uncomfortable, and he didn't know if there was any buff bonus, as long as his sister drank the millet porridge, she would definitely be alive and kicking like before the next day.

Thinking of his sister, An Sheng's face couldn't help but smile.

……

Putting the millet porridge in the thermos bucket, An Sheng glanced at the time, and it had been more than forty minutes since he got home, and he didn't delay, and immediately ran downstairs with the thermos bucket.

got on a motorcycle and drove towards Li Zhien's house.

I remember that it was a month ago in the morning, An Sheng went to send a document to Li Zhien, this kind of thing was not An Sheng's turn, but Pei You happened to have something at that time, and An Sheng was the only idler in the whole company, so it was natural that he would be the errand runner.

An Sheng remembers very well that day that it was a rare rest day for Li Zhien, and she did not go to the company to rest at home.

An Sheng, who had just arrived at her door, rang the doorbell of her house, which was different from the usual time when she went to her house, and no one came to open the doorbell after ringing for a long time. Seeing that the doorbell was useless, An Sheng used the most primitive method, that is, to start knocking on the door.

It turned out that knocking on the door was still useful, and it didn't take long for Li Zhien to open the door.

An Sheng saw Li Zhien, wearing pajamas, his hair was messy, his eyes were foggy, and he didn't look awake.

It seemed that she was angry to get up, her tone was not good, but her voice was hoarse: "My family password is my birthday, next time I encounter such a situation, enter the password directly and come in, don't disturb my rest, otherwise your salary will be deducted." ”

It was the first time for An Sheng to see Li Zhien like this, and he was a little overwhelmed, and raised the document in his hand.

"This is what Pei Youzheng asked me to send."

Li Zhien didn't even look at it, took it and closed the door, and then after three seconds, the door opened again, this time the tone was much better than before: "Do you want to come in and sit for a while?" ”

"No need."

"Oh."

After Li Zhien finished speaking, he closed the door and went to sleep.

Time back to the present, An Sheng parked the motorcycle in the parking space, ran into the community with a thermos bucket, and came to Li Zhien's door with a familiar car.

Out of politeness and respect, Ansheng rang the doorbell.

Like last time, nothing happened, so he prepared to enter the password.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The door opened, and An Sheng walked in.

The lights were not turned on, and it was dark all around, An Sheng whispered Li Zhien's name, then found the switch and turned on the light.

An Sheng saw Li Zhien lying on the sofa and slept very hard. When I stepped forward, I found that Li Zhien's face was flushed, and her brows were furrowed when she was asleep, looking very uncomfortable.

An Sheng shook her gently: "Li Zhien, Li Zhien." ”

Li Zhien reluctantly opened his eyes, and whispered, "What's wrong?" ”

"You seem to have a fever."

She finally saw Ansheng clearly in a daze.

Said in his mouth.

"Hug."