An Inconspicuous Shooting Star

"I'm afraid you know all my thoughts, and I'm afraid you don't know at all."

[Are you free at noon tomorrow?At the restaurant opposite the company, I invite you to dinner.

Cheng Yan only saw the content of Huo Sheng's text message when he went home.

Although it was denied by Liang Chen, Cheng Yan had to admit that he and Huo Sheng had indeed come closer.

And after this, for several days in a row, Huo Sheng occasionally called him to eat. Cheng Yan thought at first that it would be better to keep a proper distance, but it was a trivial matter to refuse once or twice, and he didn't dare to just cut it off. contact.

So afterwards, I still couldn't resist the invitation of the father and daughter, the father and daughter, and... and my selfishness, and even occasionally met and took the little guy out on weekends.

This kind of life flies so fast, Cheng Yan unconsciously, also feels, perhaps his relationship with Huo Sheng, just like Liang Chen said, step by step to a'quite good' place.

But when I thought about it, I felt that the idea is always ideal, but I still have to succumb to reality.Cheng Yan couldn't help sighing. He lay on his sofa, covering his face with the book in his hand, allowing him to hide all his vision.

But is this really good?The things in the past few months have far exceeded my expectations. If this continues, can I really get it back?

In mid-November, Huo Sheng had also been transferred for three months.

Cheng Yan and the others are about to finish the project in two weeks.

In these days, Cheng Yan added several nights in a row for the final report, and often stayed until the last time he got home, it was almost midnight.

Fortunately, during several interim reports, Huo Sheng said that Cheng Yan did a good job, which made him more or less motivated.

As the temperature turned colder, Cheng Yan lay down on the sofa with a book for a while, feeling a little cool and refreshing, and quickly sat up.

The rare weekend did not have an arrangement but seemed boring. Cheng Yan opened WeChat and glanced at it randomly, and found that there were a few more messages in WeChat, which was probably not noticed just now.

Thinking of the boring moment, he simply swept the lock screen and looked at it.

Only after looking at it did I find that there are several messages in WeChat.

One of them is from Huo Sheng. It was sent half an hour ago. I asked: [Have you eaten?Xiaoman and I happened to be downstairs for dinner. Would you like to be together?

Such content is not uncommon in the recent period of time. Cheng Yan glanced at it and quickly replied: [I'm sorry I just didn't see it. Go, I'm on my mother's side, not at home.

After the message was successfully sent, he waited for a while, and saw that the other party hadn't responded, so he jumped out and took a look to confirm that there was no missed call before turning back to look at others.

The other three were sent by Miao Yu, and the words seemed very excited: [Cheng Yan, do you not listen to the gossip, and they are still from our group.

The remaining two are ten minutes apart, [You are not here, I still want to ask you, do you know anything about Brother Wang?It seems that someone in the company saw Brother Wang contacting other companies. I don't know what it is. Now there are people who say that Brother Wang secretly handed out our information.

When Cheng Yan saw this message, his finger paused on the edge of the screen for a moment, hesitating.

Let alone where the news came from, the project commissioned by Party A this time was originally in a special field, and most of the requirements of each company were different. How could it be such a coincidence.

But he picked up the phone, thought about it, and decided not to comment on the matter, but just asked: [Where did your news come from?

Miao Yu came back shortly afterwards: [Where else can I come, just a group of girls they built during the company's annual meeting last year, not many people.

A screenshot is attached at the end of the message, when they talked about it.Cheng Yan clicked it and looked at it, and found that there was no so-called evidence, and no photos, so he felt relieved.

After all, it is the result of their team. Such a thing is not the best.

Of course, Cheng Yan subconsciously felt that it should not be possible, but he was thinking whether Huo Sheng already knew, so he didn't reply to her for the time being.

But at this moment, the news of Miao Yu couldn't wait to bounce in again, [Cheng Yan, don't tell anyone, I just heard about it and wanted to tell you, I don't know if it is true.

Cheng Yan just returned to the past [good], which is considered a response.

After a rare return recently, Cheng Yan stayed at the old house until the evening.

Before leaving the house, Cheng Mu asked him as usual: "Is there still no news recently?"

"..." Cheng Yan felt that this kind of conversation had been done too many times, so he simply said: "Don't worry about it." He left quickly.

On the way home, Huo Sheng's message came back late. He asked: [Then are you home now?

[On the way, we are going to get on the subway.] Cheng Yan returned quickly.

After entering the subway, he did not receive any news from the other party before closing the door. It was not until the darkness outside the window turned to bright again that Cheng Yan's phone vibrated again.

A voice message with a background like it was on the street, Huo Sheng confessed: [Then say when you are about to arrive, Xiaoman and I are just nearby, and I brought you something.

At the end of the words, there was a blank noise for dozens of seconds, and then I heard Huo Sheng shouting "Huo Xiaoman, don't run around when you come back." This was the end.

Cheng Yan laughed when he listened to his ears, and then replied [OK], and waited for the last message "Collection successful" to pop up before putting the phone back in his pocket.

When the subway arrived, the bustling crowd filed out.Cheng Yan saw that the sky outside had completely darkened, thinking about where to find them by himself.

But who knows, he asked, but the other party directly told him that he was at the door of his apartment building, and he immediately speeded up and rushed back.

Autumn night is different from summer, and the temperature is very cool at night.

Cheng Yan was worried all the way, if they waited so, whether Huo Xiaoman would catch a cold.

And when he saw him, as expected, the little one was already drowsy half lying in the arms of the adult.

Huo Xiaoman tilted his head and saw Cheng Yan appear in front of him. He turned his head to the side and shouted "Brother" softly, then adjusted his posture and slept with his face in her father's neck.

It was her father who held her in one hand and carried a square box in the other hand to Cheng Yan.

Inside the box was the fruit tower of the cake shop where the three of them had eaten before. Cheng Yan was so surprised that he looked at it several times while carrying the box.

Huo Sheng, who was standing opposite, saw him like this, and asked him with a smile: "Do you like it? It was Xiao Man who said you like to eat, I just wanted to bring you a portion."

Hearing this sentence, Cheng Yan was stunned. For a moment, countless possibilities popped up in his mind, as if he was pulling his brains at each other, vying to respond to this sentence, which he knew was not aimed at people. 'Like it'.

He looked at the person in front of him, silently lowered his eyes, trying to wait for the result of the fight.

Probably tens of seconds, or a few minutes.

A gust of night wind blew, and somehow, it was like blowing away the unclear mess in his thoughts. Suddenly he didn't want to worry about the possibility and the impossible, but simply realized that he wanted the other party to know So a little bit, even a little bit.

Afterwards, he clearly heard himself speak and said: "Like it, I like it all."