I Let the Boss A Become O

Lu Xi got up from the bed and struggled to get dressed.

She blinked her sleepy and dry eyes hard, and yawned, trying to squeeze some tears to make her eyes less uncomfortable.

Did not sleep well.

Lu Xi stared blankly at the pattern on the bed sheet, with a bunch of unique hair on his head.

It's not that she admits to the bed, it's just that her hand is injured, it's okay if she doesn't use any strength, once she exerts a little force on her right hand, the pain will wake her up instantly, Lu Xi has to keep the same movement all night, but after falling asleep, she is very dishonest, still I often toss and turn, so I will press my hand again and wake up from sleep again.

After sitting on the bed with his mind free for a while, Lu Xi slowly got off the bed and walked out of the room.

It was quiet outside the room, no one was there, the curtains in the living room were not drawn, and the sunlight fell on the floor through the window lattice. Lu Xi squinted his eyes and saw the fine dust floating in the air.

She stayed idly in the living room for a while, and finally couldn't help but tiptoe to Wen Qingmo's bedroom door.

It was so quiet in the villa, so quiet that Lu Xi suspected that Wen Qingmo had already left instead of not getting up.

She hesitated for a while, raised her hand, and knocked lightly on the door three times.

No one answered.

Lu Xi knocked again a few times.

Still nothing.

...Wen Qingmo won't really leave.

Thinking of this, Lu Xi pushed down the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.

The quilt bulged slightly, and Wen Qingmo lay flat on the bed, still in a deep sleep.

Lu Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night, Wen Qingmo held her hand and asked her to stay while half asleep and half awake, and she naturally followed suit.

It's just that she was absolutely embarrassed to take the initiative to sleep in the same bed with Wen Qingmo. Although she really wanted to, Lu Xi thought she was an upright person, so after covering Wen Qingmo with the quilt, Lu Xi went out and found a random room fell asleep.

Lu Xi walked slowly to the bed, looked down at Wen Qingmo's sleeping face.

Wen Qingmo was unaware of her arrival, his breath was steady and long, the white quilt fluctuated with his breath, a few messy black hairs were scattered in front of his smooth and full forehead, Wen Qingmo's face was calm, even revealing Look a little cute.

Lu Xi pondered, it seemed that he should wake him up now.

Then let him send himself to school.

Just as Lu Xi bent down, approached Wen Qingmo, and was about to reach out to pat him on the shoulder, Wen Qingmo's eyelids trembled a few times, and then opened his eyes without warning.

Lu Xi froze in place all of a sudden, holding his breath.

Wen Qingmo's dark eyes were still somewhat confused after waking up. He blinked a few times, his eyes gradually focused, and his consciousness became clear. Then he realized that Lu Xi in front of him was close at hand, and Wen Qingmo's eyes were instantly filled with Astonished, she instinctively wanted to sit up.

At the same time, Lu Xi straightened up abruptly, and took a few steps back, avoiding the fate of colliding with Wen Qingmo's forehead, and recalled... His posture just now was indeed a bit subtle.

But it's not her fault either!

Obviously Wen Qingmo woke up at an inappropriate time!

Lu Xi clenched her fists hard, looking at Wen Qingmo's slightly complicated eyes, she blurted out: "...I didn't intend to kiss you."

Wen Qingmo: "..."

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and Lu Xi had no choice but to continue to explain to himself: "I just want to wake you up, if you don't wake up to see me off, I will be late for school."

"...I know." Wen Qingmo sighed, and raised his hand to signal Lu Xi not to say any more.

I also know that it is impossible for Lu Xi to... kiss him.

It's just that the scene I saw when I just opened my eyes really almost made Wen Qingmo think so.

Wen Qingmo pressed his temples with his knuckles, retracted his scattered thoughts, and looked at Lu Xi again: "You...slept here last night?"

"Well," Lu Xi nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed out, "I found an empty room to sleep in. In fact, I wanted to leave, but you told me to stay, brother, so I stayed."

Wen Qingmo paused when she rubbed her temples: "Really...? Did I say that again?"

Seeing Lu Xi nodding again, Wen Qingmo couldn't help closing his eyes.

It's the second time.

This seems to be the second time he asked Lu Xi to stay with him after marking.

Although he had no memory of these two times, he felt that Lu Xi would not lie to him.

Because every time after marking, he can feel that he will have a strong dependence on Lu Xi uncontrollably.

This sense of dependence will reach its peak after marking, and will gradually dissipate after a few hours, as if everything before was an illusion.

Wen Qingmo has gotten used to this kind of emotion being affected by pheromones, but his only worry is...

"Did I say anything besides asking you to stay?"

Like some weird words.

Noticing Wen Qingmo's nervous eyes, the bad water in Lu Xi's stomach began to flood again, she curled her lips, pretending to be thinking: "It should be...not anymore."

Wen Qingmo couldn't help sitting up straight: "Should?"

Lu Xi shrugged: "It's nothing, brother, get up quickly, and I will trouble you to take me back to school."

Unable to get an accurate answer, Wen Qingmo's heart hangs, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked up to Lu Xi, pondered for a long time: "You...don't say you should."

Lu Xi tilted his head: "Brother, what do you think you said?"

Wen Qingmo frowned, hesitated to speak.

Looking at Lu Xi's expression, he always felt... as if he had been tricked.

The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, Lu Xi couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Oh, you really didn't say anything, really."

Wen Qingmo is sometimes very serious and rejects others thousands of miles away, and sometimes... gives people a particularly easy-to-knead feeling.

Lu Xi felt like he was floating.

Actually wanted to knead Wen Qingmo.

Seeing that Lu Xi's expression didn't seem to be fake, Wen Qingmo understood that he had been rectified a little by Lu Xi again, so he could only sigh and said helplessly: "Okay...I'll change my clothes and send you to school now."

Lu Xi waited in the living room for a while, then Wen Qingmo came out. He took the car keys and walked to the entrance: "Let's go."

Lu Xi trotted a few steps to follow behind Wen Qingmo: "Don't you want to eat?"

Wen Qingmo glanced at the time: "Don't eat, I'll send you there first."

After leaving the villa, Wen Qingmo drove the car out of the garage and took Lu Xi to the direction of the school.

Although the air was already a bit cold, and the wind was not gentle when it brushed against his face, but the sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue and cloudless, and it looked very high.

Wen Qingmo drove steadily, Lu Xi pressed his face against the glass, looking at the rows of street trees passing by the side of the road.

Suddenly, Lu Xi seemed to have seen something, she turned around, and said to Wen Qingmo expectantly: "Why don't you buy pancakes for breakfast?"

"... Pancake fruit?" Wen Qingmo asked hesitantly.

"It's on the side of the road. The breakfast stand on the side of the road sells pancakes and fruits." Lu Xi poked the car glass with his finger.

Wen Qingmo took advantage of the situation to look over, there were indeed a few small carts on the side of the road, he slowly slowed down the speed, stopped on the side of the road, and raised his jaw to signal Lu Xi: "Go and buy."

"I'll buy you one too?" Lu Xi was about to push the door, when he remembered that Wen Qingmo hadn't had breakfast either.

"…no need."

Wen Qingmo hesitated for a moment, but still refused.

"Brother, have you never eaten pancake fruit? Have you never eaten this kind of roadside stall?"

Seeing Wen Qingmo's appearance, Lu Xi seemed to understand something again.

Wen Qingmo didn't eat anything.

Did you grow up drinking dew?

"No," Wen Qingmo pushed his glasses with his index finger, "but..."

"I'll buy you one, it's delicious."

Seeing Lu Xi's expectant expression, Wen Qingmo was still unable to say the words of rejection, so he could only say: "You can do whatever you want."

After getting the answer, Lu Xi happily opened the car door and walked down.

There were quite a few customers waiting in front of the pancake and fruit stand, but the owner of the stall was very fast. Wen Qingmo waited in the car for ten minutes, and Lu Xi came back with a plastic bag.

There were two pancakes in the plastic bag. Lu Xi took out his own with his left hand, put it on his lap, and handed the other to Wen Qingmo: "Try it?"

"I..." Wen Qingmo took it, the plastic bag was very thin, the cake was hot and soft, with a tangy aroma, and the temperature was conveyed to his palm without hindrance, "I'll eat it when I get to the company."

"Don't," Lu Xi said sincerely, "Taste a bite first, if it tastes good, keep it for the company to eat, if it tastes bad, give it to me, I can eat two."

As if teased by Lu Xi's words, Wen Qingmo's lips curved into a smile, he shook his head with a smile, pulled down the plastic bag as he said, and opened his mouth to take a bite.

The sauce overflowed from the side of the cake, and it happened to stick to the corner of Wen Qingmo's mouth. Lu Xi reflexively pulled out a piece of toilet paper from his pocket, and made a gesture to help Wen Qingmo wipe off the sauce from the corner of his mouth.

The moment her hand was about to touch the side of Wen Qingmo's face, Lu Xi suddenly came back to his senses, stopped his movements, and instead stuffed the toilet paper into Wen Qingmo's hand: "Wipe."

But fortunately, Wen Qingmo seemed to feel embarrassed that he was such a big person, and he would get his mouth when eating. He didn't notice Lu Xi's movements. He took the toilet paper with his backhand, and eagerly wiped it vigorously on his mouth. .

Lu Xi withdrew his hand, turned his face to the car window, and simply pressed his face against the cold glass.

Depend on.

She almost wiped Wen Qingmo's mouth.

She was really impulsive.

—

Lu Xi returned to school and started her ordinary campus life again.

The days are so light that it seems that she is an ordinary female college student, every day in the classroom, cafeteria and dormitory at three o'clock and one line, what happened with Wen Qingmo before is all an illusion.

…

Xia Weiwei bought two sweet potatoes from the supermarket, and as soon as she entered the dormitory, she saw Lu Xi sitting on the sofa in the public area and making a phone call.

"Auntie, I really don't need it, I really don't need it," Lu Xi glanced at Xia Weiwei who came in and then looked away. He didn't have time to say hello to her at all, "What kind of birthday party is it, what a trouble."

Xia Weiwei put the two sweet potatoes on the coffee table, pushed the one bought for Lu Xi towards her, then went to open the refrigerator door by herself, and took out a can of yogurt.

Lu Xi changed his posture and sat cross-legged on the sofa: "No need, what are you doing so much, just celebrate your birthday as usual, and holding a birthday party is time-consuming and labor-intensive, so I'll go out to have a meal with my classmates." The meal is fine."

Xia Weiwei sat down in front of her and began to eat sweet potatoes.

"Hey, yes, yes, when I go home on the weekend, we will have dinner together."

"Okay... goodbye aunt, goodbye aunt."

Lu Xi talked dryly for a long time, and finally dispelled Mother Wen's idea of ​​holding a birthday party for her. After hanging up the phone, she lay down on the sofa weakly.

"Aunt Wen wants to hold a birthday party for you?" Xia Weiwei asked after seeing her finished calling.

"That's right," Lu Xi cleared his throat, "but I refused, the birthday party is too troublesome, and I'm sure I'll be exhausted after a party, so I don't want to."

Her birthday was actually the same as the original owner's.

Fantastic.

"Didn't you like it before?" Xia Weiwei asked strangely.

Lu Xi was at a loss for words, and put his backhand on his eyes: "...One year old and one year old, I don't like places with many people anymore."

"That's good, then let's have a meal together in the dormitory."

"I invite you to eat hot pot."

As Lu Xi said, he sat up from the sofa again: "I have to apply the medicine."

A few days ago, she had the stitches removed, and the doctor prescribed ointment for her to apply every day. Lu Xi was afraid of leaving scars, so he followed the doctor's advice every day.

"How is your hand? Does it still hurt?" Xia Weiwei asked concerned.

"It doesn't hurt, the scab has already formed," Lu Xi stretched out his five fingers, "It's just that the hand can't be fully opened, and the palm always feels tight when it's flattened."

Lu Xi sighed: "Get well soon."

The scab was a little itchy, and she had to refrain from scratching.

At this time, another call came in, and Lu Xi immediately looked at the caller, afraid that Mother Wen would regret it, and decided to hold a birthday party for her, but there were two other words displayed on the phone screen: Shen Yu.

"Shen Yu?" Xia Weiwei got close and saw the caller, "I think he should have called to invite you to dinner."

What Shen Yu wants to say still needs to be heard to know, Lu Xi slid to the connection: "Hello?"

"Xiaoxi," came Shen Yu's familiar voice, "It will be your birthday in a few days, so I wish you a happy birthday first."

"thanks."

"By the way, are you planning to hold a birthday party this time? I haven't heard any news." Shen Yu asked.

Lu Xi hurriedly said: "No, no, why is a birthday so grand, I plan to have a dinner with my roommate this time."

Shen Yu seemed to smile: "I found that you have really changed a lot. You used to like this kind of lively banquet the most."

Lu Xi hesitated, not knowing what to say.

Could it be that she wants to say that she has not only changed, but her whole being has changed?

But fortunately, Shen Yu didn't care. He seemed to be nervous on the other end of the phone. After a while, he asked in as relaxed a tone as possible: "Let me treat you to a meal. Do you have time?"

"I..." Lu Xi suddenly got stuck, "On my birthday, I already made an appointment with my roommate..."

In fact, Lu Xi was not sure whether he should accept Shen Yu's invitation or not.

She doesn't know Shen Yu well, and she really doesn't want to have dinner with Shen Yu alone, but if she refuses...

"Then the next day, okay?" Shen Yu quickly answered the call, and naturally changed the time, "Do you still remember the last time I received a wind banquet, you left early, and you still talked with me on the phone?" After you say it, you want to make an apology to me in person, miss, will you give me some face?"

His tone was a little joking.

As soon as Shen Yu said this, Lu Xi immediately had no reason to refuse. After all, the words "apologize in person" came from her mouth, and it was really impolite to leave the scene halfway before.

"Okay, then... where to eat? You decide, I decide?" Lu Xi agreed, and asked Shen Yu again.

After the phone call with Shen Yu ended, Lu Xi began to doubt life a little.

There should be no more people who know the original owner calling and wanting to have dinner with her...

Wouldn't it be more tiring than holding a birthday party if you ate them one by one?

—

"Mr. Wen, there is a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon, and I need you to attend. Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, I will have a meeting with Boss Haina. Well... that's all for the time being."

Wen Qingmo listened to Chen Zhao's report, took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and tapped his fingertips on the desk carelessly.

"By the way," Chen Zhao seemed to remember something, put away the folder, and looked at Wen Qingmo, "The day after tomorrow is Miss Lu's birthday, don't forget."

Wen Qingmo's fingertips stopped: "Really."

Chen Zhao: "..."

"yes?"

What does it mean?

In the past, Wen Qingmo would have left him alone and arranged for him to buy Lu Xi's birthday present.

Chen Zhao felt that he was becoming more and more unable to figure out what Wen Qingmo was thinking from his calm face.

Tired jpg.

He had no choice but to ask again: "Then do you need me to help you buy a gift for Miss Lu?"

Wen Qingmo didn't answer, and after a while, he looked up at Chen Zhao: "No need."

"No need?" Chen Zhao was taken aback, "Don't you need to buy a present for Miss Lu?"

Mr. Wen and Ms. Lu have no family relationship, but at least they are considered a family. At least they will do enough to save face. Why didn't they buy it this time?

Did Miss Lu offend him?

After hearing this, Wen Qingmo twisted his heart, looking a little impatient: "You can't understand what I said now?"

Chen Zhao: "..."

"I said, you don't need to buy it."

Wen Qingmo added the accent on your words, and Chen Zhao realized it immediately. He scratched the back of his head: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

Wen Qingmo gave a "tsk" sound: "Okay, if you have nothing to do, you can go first."

"Okay, then I'll go out first." Chen Zhao nodded, turned around and opened the door to leave.

Doesn't he need to buy the birthday present this time?

Mr. Wen wants to buy it himself?

Wen Qingmo's abnormal behavior aroused Chen Zhao's deep curiosity, he could only think silently in his heart, while walking, he reached out to push the door.

"correct."

Wen Qingmo stopped him suddenly.

Chen Zhao turned around: "What's wrong?"

A very rare embarrassment appeared on Wen Qingmo's face, and Chen Zhao was shocked, almost thinking that he was dazzled, but when he was about to take a second look, Wen Qingmo regained his usual calmness.

No, Mr. Wen is really abnormal today.

And not just today.

It's been a bit weird lately.

To put it bluntly, sometimes, the whole person is a little sluggish and soft.

"..."

Chen Zhaodu shuddered with nausea from his own thoughts.

He couldn't think any more, sin.

"What... did you buy for Lu Xi before?"

Wen Qingmo asked.

"Uh..." Chen Zhao thought about it, "It's jewelry, the kind that Omega would like, such as brooches, necklaces, rings, etc. You can't go wrong with them."

Wen Qingmo nodded thoughtfully, with no expression on his face: "Got it."

Wen Qingmo let out a long sigh of relief when Chen Zhao left the office.

Lu Xi's... birthday.

In previous years, Lu Xi's birthday was just an insignificant event in his itinerary, and Wen Qingmo didn't even need to worry about it, just leave it to Chen Zhao to take care of it.

But this time...

Wen Qingmo took out her mobile phone and clicked on Lu Xi's circle of friends.

Lu Xi is a person who likes to share his daily life. When posting, he doesn’t carefully craft Jiugongge. Usually, he posts something, and the content is relatively simple, just eating, drinking and studying. Wen Qingmo started from the most recent one and slowly scrolled down. .

[I ate the barbecue, it was very good, there is no picture, because I ate all the meat]

…

[Eel rice, no thorns, this is my dream eel]

[Today in class, a puppy ran in, I like this kind of rustic puppy the most, with inverted triangle ears, my heart melts]

…

[I have eaten French food, similar to Omakase, some are delicious and some are strange, and the blind box is opened]

…

Some of them were clicked in by him by accident, but he had never seen most of them. Wen Qingmo looked at them one by one, and his expression softened accordingly.

Until he saw Lu Xi's latest Moments post.

[I really want to go for a drive along the coastal road]

…

After quitting the circle of friends, Wen Qingmo dialed Lu Xi's number.

After waiting for a while, the connection was made over there, and Lu Xi's clear and shallow voice came out, as if a little surprised: "Hello? Brother?"

"It's me," Wen Qingmo rubbed his trousers subconsciously, but his voice was still steady, without any emotion, "how's your hand?"

"My hand..."

Lu Xi over there may have looked down, her voice became a little distant: "It's good, now I'm applying the scar cream, but it's a little itchy."

"I'll take you to the hospital the day after tomorrow for another look."

"Ah... don't bother, it shouldn't be a big problem. I have already troubled you before, brother, and you sent me to the hospital to have the stitches removed."

Wen Qingmo chuckled: "Help people to the end."

The other end was silent for a while before Lu Xi said, "Then thank you, big brother."

"By the way, is it your birthday the day after tomorrow?" Wen Qingmo seemed to mention it unintentionally, and naturally brought the topic to business.

"yes."

"That's just right. I'll treat you to a meal after I send you to the hospital. Let's celebrate your birthday."

Wen Qingmo offered the invitation.

This time, Lu Xi over there was obviously in a dilemma. She said "um" and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, we have a dinner party in the dormitory the night after tomorrow, and they are going to celebrate my birthday."

"..."

Wen Qingmo couldn't help tightening his fingers pinching the phone: "OK...then it will be the day after tomorrow."

It's normal to celebrate birthdays with roommates.

I thought there would be no problems the day after tomorrow, but Lu Xi was even more embarrassed. Wen Qingmo could almost imagine that she was scratching her hair there.

"Not the day after tomorrow... Well... I have an appointment with someone else."

"Who?" Wen Qingmo asked instinctively.

"Shen Yu." Lu Xi said his name and gave a dry laugh.

Wen Qingmo: "..."

He felt that he was about to be unable to ask if Da Da Da was free the day after tomorrow.

The invitations he made were always accepted by others, not rejected.

It's not that Wen Qingmo thinks that Lu Xi doesn't know what's good, it's just that this feeling of being "rejected" really makes him very uncomfortable.

Luckily, Lu Xi winked a little bit. Hearing Wen Qing's silence, he hurriedly remedied: "But I have time the day after tomorrow, uh, I don't know when you, brother..."

Wen Qingmo took a deep breath and adjusted his mood: "I'm free."

"That, that's good, I'm sorry, but they all made an appointment first..."

"It's okay," Wen Qingmo sullenly said, "First come, first served, I'll contact you when the time comes."

"Okay, goodbye, brother."

"goodbye."

The author has something to say:

Wen Qingmo, a boss who was rejected twice

Tomorrow will be three days (the author says so)

ps: Someone asked yesterday, let me tell you here, the two of you just do the first chapter, the rest is all about biting your neck, but biting your neck O will be better than A Suhu, so Mr. Wen always looks very tired...