Pei Hao breathed a sigh of relief after signing the last contract of the year with the client in the company's conference room. The client that should be discussed has been discussed, the contract that should be signed has been signed, and things in the company can finally stop for a while.
Fu Bing asked him if he wanted to take a vacation. Last time, Pei Hao asked for a week off but was called back by her to work for a few days. She still remembered this. Pei Hao pondered for a moment, and sent a WeChat message to Moxie, asking him what plans he had for Christmas.
Moxie got up late that morning. When the alarm clock rang, he unknowingly pressed it down. He slept deeply for half an hour. When he woke up, he glanced at his mobile phone, and then hurried to the school to take the test. I hurriedly bought a piece of bread at noon and went to work in the company, but I forgot to return.
Pei Hao didn't care too much. He knew that Moxie would be very busy during the day sometimes and couldn't care about him.
The next morning, Pei Hao went to the company for a meeting. Fu Bing summarized the company's performance this year in detail. Although she always had a serious expression, the occasional smile on the corner of her mouth showed that she was quite satisfied with this year's results. When the meeting ended at noon, Fu Bing raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and smiled slightly: "I'm here today, the whole company is on holiday in the afternoon, and everyone has worked hard recently."
There was a burst of cheers in the conference room, a bit like the teacher's announcement late when he was studying. In the scene when the self-study was canceled, after everyone complimented Fu Bing for a while, they happily returned to their workstations to pack up and go home.
Pei Hao went back to his office, took out his phone and glanced at it again. Moxie still didn't reply to him. It's been almost 20 hours. If he is busy during the day and at night, he can still take a minute or two to reply. Pei Hao shrugged, a little frustrated.
He was about to send another message to Moxie when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." When Pei Hao said this, he was still staring at the phone with a stinky face.
"Brother Hao, Sister Fu asked me to bring you these materials." Chen Xu walked in with a file bag, glanced at Pei Hao and lowered his head.
Since the incident at Pei Hao's house last time, he has not dared to look at Pei Hao directly. Every time he enters his office, he is cautious, and he will never say a second sentence if he can finish one sentence. Pei Hao has never mentioned that matter, there are still some intersections at work, but his attitude towards him is more indifferent than before.
"Okay," Pei Hao took the information, without even looking up at him, "Thank you."
It's concise and refined, with the proper courtesy, but the attitude is to reject people thousands of miles away.
This is how Pei Hao deals with ordinary colleagues.
Probably in Pei Hao's eyes, Chen Xu is no different from other passers-by colleagues in the company. But no matter what, he really likes Pei Hao! Every time he thinks of this, Chen Xu feels unwilling.
He was also very curious, what kind of feelings Pei Hao had for the boy in the hospital last time.
Pei Hao took out the information and browsed it quickly. When he took back the bag, he found that Chen Xu was still looking at him at the door, motionless.
Pei Hao raised his head and glanced at him, and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Brother Hao, I..." Chen Xu grabbed the corner of his clothes, paused, and said hesitantly, "I... like you."
Pei Hao was startled, He thought that the two of them could tacitly forget about this matter. After all, he was angry with Chen Xu last time, but he didn't expect people not to give up.
He put the document bag back on the table, straightened his body, looked at Chen Xu seriously and said, "I have someone I like."
Chen Xu's eyes dimmed: "Is that the person who was at your house last time?"
"Yes" Pei Hao answered loudly without any hesitation.
The noon sunlight came in, Chen Xu lowered his head, and the bangs on his forehead cast a heavy shadow on his eyes: "So I have no hope at all?"
"No, don't waste your time on me." Pei Hao It's not the first time I've been confessed, and it can be said that it's easy to reject people.
The sky outside the window was gray and a little cold. Chen Xu sighed and asked, "Why must it be that person?"
"Why?" Pei Hao thought about it very seriously. The wind blew in, bringing a faint smile to the corner of his mouth. "Because he is the best person."
When Pei Hao mentioned that person, his unstoppable smile struck Chen Xu's heart like a thorn. At this point, he realized that he was really out of the game, and he didn't ask any more questions. He opened the door dejectedly and left.
Pei Hao was relieved, picked up the phone and checked the time, opened the dialog box with Moxie, entered a paragraph and deleted it. After thinking for a while, he took out another mobile phone in his pocket and opened the urchin's account.
Kid: Are you asleep?
Moxie replied quickly: not yet, writing homework (sleepy.jpg)
Urchin: Do you have to hand it in tomorrow? It's so late and still writing...
It's almost 1 o'clock in the middle of the night.
Moxie: It's due next Monday, but I probably won't have time to write in the next few days.
urchin: so busy? No time for the weekend?
Moxie: I have to attend a school forum during the day on weekends, and have dinner with someone at night.
Urchin: Oh~ you even invited someone to dinner.
Pei Hao now has a good grasp of Moxi's itinerary. To tell the truth, Xiaoxi is either busy with study or work all day, and I rarely hear that he invites people to dinner.
More importantly, when I have time to ask someone for dinner, I don't have time to reply to a WeChat message from him.
Pei Hao kept his mouth shut, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
Mo Xi didn't notice the awkwardness in the urchin's tone, and sent the words without thinking: My friend wants to introduce me to someone, I will go to see him
It was nailed to the seat like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Point, so cold that he could not help clenching his phone.
It turns out that Moxie is not really busy. He has time to see other people, but he is not willing to give him one minute of texting time.
He waited eagerly here, glanced at his mobile phone every once in a while, thinking that he still had hope, and Moxie was planning to meet his future partner there.
Pei Hao felt that his heart shrank into a ball, and every time his chest rose and fell, it felt like pulling his muscles and bones, causing pain.
He sat in the office for a long time, until a colleague knocked on the door and asked him when he would leave, and then he recovered. Pei Hao turned off his phone with a gloomy face, stood up and walked over to his colleague.
Leaving his colleague standing in the same place with a confused look, watching Chen Xu next to him shivering: "Damn, what happened to Brother Hao today, his face is so dark? It scared me to death!"
Chen Xu was also a little confused as a monk, and whispered Doubtful: "Maybe I just messed with him?"
It was very dark at night, Mo Xi turned off the computer and looked outside, but there was not a single star. It was half past one in the evening, and he finally finished his homework, but there was still no reply from the urchin on the phone.
After chatting with the urchin for so long, Moxie has regarded him as an important friend of his own. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to talk about what happened when he went back to meet Pei Hao, and then ask the urchin for his opinion.
But suddenly there was no sound.
Moxie didn't know if something happened to the urchin. The sleepiness hit him. After washing, he went to bed.
When Mo Xi woke up the next day, his mobile phone was as quiet as a chicken. For the first time, Pei Hao didn't send him a message in the middle of the night, and the urchin didn't reply to him. The world suddenly became much quieter.
He opened the dialog box with Pei Hao somewhat unexpectedly. The most recent one was from Pei Hao yesterday: "What are your plans for Christmas?"
Ah? Did he forget to come back yesterday?
Mo Xi touched the back of his head. He clearly remembered that he was back... He wouldn't be angry because of this, would he?
Moxie rubbed a thumb back and forth around the corner of his mouth a few times, thinking that he should think too much.
So I opened the dialog and simply replied: I don't know, it depends on the company's holiday time.
"Ding~"
The phone on the ground rang, and in the pitch-dark room, only the dazzling light on the phone's screen just reflected Pei Hao's decadent face.
He slumped on the ground in a corner of the house, frowned and glanced at his phone, took a deep breath, and impatiently pressed the lock screen button.
There were more than a dozen cigarette butts on the ground, and the whole room was sealed with a strong smell of smoke. If someone turned on the lights now, they might think the room was on fire.
Pei Hao suddenly felt a sour taste in his stomach, as if a blender was twisting in it, the pain became more and more painful. I don't know if it's because he hasn't eaten since noon, or because of acute gastroenteritis.
No matter what the reason is, he needs this pain to suppress the empty feeling of loss in his heart.
In the middle of the night, the pain all over the body is mixed together, and it is not clear whether it is from the stomach or the heart, but it is like thousands of ants gnawing in the internal organs. Pei Hao curled up into a ball, tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and soon his clothes were half soaked.
He thought about it countless times, what would he do if Moxie wanted to be with someone else in the end, but he didn't expect that he would lose before that moment.
Also utterly defeated.
There are still shadows of Moxie in every part of the house. They eat together, watch TV together, sleep together, and when they close their eyes, they can still remember the smell of him.
It was the most peaceful and practical day he had lived in the past two years.
It was indeed a self-righteous dream.
He thought that after the two weeks of getting along, Moxie's attitude towards him would change slightly, but he didn't expect that people would go on a date as soon as they turned around.
The feeling of being hit on the head left him at a loss.
It seems that no matter what he does, it's futile. Even if Moxie and that person don't see eye to eye this time, there will be thousands of people who can see each other in the future, and will he have to suffer like this thousands of times?
But he has no qualifications to point fingers at Moxie's choice. He didn't kill people by himself.
Panting-painful
breathing-pain
I don't know how many times this cycle has gone through, the piercing pain in his body finally gradually became numb, the sky gradually became brighter, and a white light came in through the curtains, and the clothes were soaked and dry.
He weakly picked up the phone and read the text message on it, smiled bitterly, and closed his eyes helplessly.