Falling in love while doing tasks [Quick Wear]

After packing everything up, Song Xu took Gu Shengyi upstairs and into their bedroom.

Even when Gu Shengye was hospitalized, Song Xu spent most of her time in the ward. But she still took time to come back and rearrange the bedroom.

There is a double bed as soon as you enter the door. A soft white plush carpet is laid on the other side of the bed, and there are two large beige doll pillows on the head of the bed.

There is a large French window, a light grey double hanging chair, and a small glass storage cabinet on the other side. Several pots of vibrant succulents are neatly placed on the storage cabinet.

Gu Shengyi followed Song Xu in and first saw the double bed. He blinked uncomfortably and then his eyes fell on the two pillows.

"Silly deer?"
Gu Shengyi looked at the two stuffed pillows with shining eyes, an eager expression on his face.

Seeing that all the attention had been drawn to Gu Shengyi, Song Xu turned her head and pursed her lips, glanced at the two annoying doll pillows, and directly made a note of the nosy Secretary Wu in her heart, but still took Gu Shengyi's hand and walked to the bed.

Picking up a doll, Song Xu handed it directly to Gu Shengyi.

Gu Shengyi took it with joy, held it in his arms, and rubbed it hard. The soft touch made him feel satisfied.

Song Xu looked at Gu Shengyi's actions, then hugged the other one in her arms and imitated her rubbing.

Tsk, so soft and boring.

Song Xu rubbed it again with some disgust, then turned his gaze to Gu Shengyi's face.

After rubbing the doll firmly to his heart's content, Gu Shengyi looked up and saw Song Xu staring at him.
Thinking back to his childish behavior just now, Gu Shengyi's ears turned red.

Previously, she said that Ah Xu was shy, but now she was the one who was as childish as a child. She raised her hand and pretended to cough twice, feeling a little embarrassed. Just as she was about to speak, she met Song Xu's worried eyes.

"What's wrong with Shengsheng? Is your throat sore because you caught a cold again?"

Gu Sheng also shook his head.
"It's okay, it's okay, that's it"

Song Xu moved closer and touched her forehead with his. He breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't feel any heat.

Seeing the doll's horns almost being crushed, she couldn't find a reason. Song Xu laughed.

"Is Shengsheng coughing because he's embarrassed?"

"Um"
She turned away embarrassedly and responded softly. She didn't notice that Song Xu's eyes were as crescent-shaped as a smile.

After Song Xu finished laughing silently, she turned her head again, hugged the soft pillow in her arms, and whispered to Song Xu:
"Thank you, Ah Xu. Thank you for helping me so much, thank you for liking me."

It turns out that all the hardships in my first half of life were for the sake of meeting you. I am glad to have met you, and even more glad that I fell in love with you.

Song Xu didn't say anything. She let go of the pillow in her hand, walked forward and hugged Gu Shengyi, tiptoed slightly, and expressed her love with her light-colored lips.

Shengsheng, I love you.

******
Chanchi Company
Qian Ming leaned back in his chair, holding his phone and looking at the comment section of a certain blog, smiling smugly.

"Humph, you think you can turn the world upside down by going against me!"

"Brother Qian."
Tong Weijie pushed the door open and called Qian Ming.

"Xiao Tong? Aren't you filming? Why are you back now?"

"I don't have a role today."

Tong Weijie walked directly to the sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and clicked on the hot search on a certain blog.

"Why did Gu Shengyi terminate his contract with the company?"

"Hey, you didn't come back just for this, did you?"

Qian Ming narrowed his eyes, put his phone on the desk, and looked at Tong Weijie who was looking down at his phone.

"Brother Qian, what do you think?"

Tong Weijie stared at his phone without even looking up, his words revealing an undisguised coldness.

"Xiao Tong, I noticed that you are a little impatient. Is it because of the role of the third male lead in your hands?"

Qian Ming had a serious face, but he used a joking tone. After reading the hot search, Tong Weijie put his phone back in his pocket and looked directly at Qian Ming without fear.
"What? Brother Qian can't stand it?"

"Oh, how come?"
Qian Ming's eyes flickered, and he returned to his smiling face. He stood up, walked out from behind the desk, and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

"Xiao Tong, you are the top star of our Canqi, your future is limitless. But..."

Tong Weijie looked at him expressionlessly.
"Just what?"

"It's just that you can't be too arrogant. It's easy to fall even harder. You are still young, and there are some things you don't understand yet."

Qian Ming's greasy face was full of smiles, and he raised his hand as if to pat Tong Weijie's hand on his knee.

Tong Weijie stood up immediately and looked down at Qian Ming.

"Yes, after all, Brother Qian is already that old, and can't keep up with us young people. From today on, I won't bother you, Brother Qian."

"What do you mean?!"
Seeing Qian Ming's face suddenly darken, Tong Weijie glanced at the time on his watch nonchalantly.

"The company's notice should come down soon, and you'll know then. From now on, Sister Ting will be in charge of me, Brother Qian, take care of yourself."

With a slight curl of his lips, Tong Weijie turned around and walked out of the office in a cool manner.

Qian Ming stared at the door that was slowly closing with a gloomy look in his eyes, his fat hands clenched into fists. He twitched his mouth and sneered, and then the phone on the desk rang.

The moment he heard the ringing, his heart tightened and a huge panic slowly rose.

"Sister Ting."
As Tong Weijie entered the elevator, he met his new agent Zhang Ting and greeted her politely.

"You came out of Qian Ming's office, did you go there to say goodbye?"

Zhang Ting noticed the floor and asked him.

"Yes."
Tong Weijie smiled shyly and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"After all, it was Brother Qian who brought me here when I first entered the company. Now that he's leaving, I still have to say goodbye properly."

"Really? You're thoughtful."
Zhang Ting glanced at him and chuckled, with an unclear look in her eyes.

******
Nanmei held the tablet in one hand and slowly slid the other hand across the screen, occasionally looking up at the time.

"Sister Nan."
The assistant knocked on the door and handed her a bouquet of red roses.
"Your flowers have arrived."

"Thank you."
Nan Mei took the bouquet and smiled slightly as she looked at the familiar handwriting on the small card.

The assistant laughed secretly in his heart and asked curiously:
"Sister Nan, these roses have been delivered every Monday. It's been almost a year, right? Who sent them? Why didn't they show up to show their faces when they just delivered the flowers?"

"You are very curious."
Nanmei reached out and tapped her forehead lightly, then stood up holding the flowers and walked to the desk in a good mood.

"But I already know who it is."

"Who is that?"

"Guess? But you can't guess. Go to work."

Having successfully amused the assistant away, Nan Mei smiled and clipped the small card into a special notebook, flipping through the previous small cards.

The confession of love and the card patterns were never repeated, which made Nanmei's eyes full of smiles.

You little coward, you only know how to send flowers but don't confess your feelings in person. How can you get someone to agree if you don't even show up?

Secretary Wu, who finally got off work early one day, sneezed as soon as she got home. She covered her nose with a tissue and looked at the temperature of the air conditioner, feeling a little puzzled.
22 degrees, that’s not low.

(End of this chapter)