After Being Forced To Kiss the Boss

Once the National Day is over, everything returns to normal.

Li Wanqiu took another dose of medicine last night, and now the fever has completely subsided, except for a slight cough, she is fine, and she got up on time as soon as the alarm rang.

When he came to the living room, Ji Jinyan was no longer there.

But it should not have been long since she left, Li Wanqiu slowly came to the table and stood still, saw the breakfast she made for herself was still on the table, raised her hand to touch it, it was still warm.

This is how early ah.

Li Wanqiu sighed, feeling more and more embarrassed, glanced at the small note pasted on the wall, quickly took it off and held it in front of her eyes.

Ji Jinyan's handwriting is beautiful and his words are gentle. He told her to eat on time and remember to take her medicine, and even because she was worried about her physical condition, she even gave her a leave of absence.

She said: "Take a good rest, today is still your holiday."

"..." Li Wanqiu was inevitably a little moved, after a moment of silence, he raised his hand and clicked on Ji Jinyan's WeChat, and typed two words seriously with lowered eyes, "Thank you."

"I'm sorry to trouble you," she said afterward, "I'm really sorry."

After the message was sent, the prompt sounded very quickly. I didn't know what Ji Jinyan was doing at the moment, but he still replied to her message immediately: "You're welcome, don't bother, and I'm not sorry."

"When did you leave? Have you had breakfast?" Li Wanqiu was a little worried, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Eat." Ji Jinyan said, perhaps because it was inconvenient to type, and then sent a voice, "Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I don't have the heart to disturb you."

"Thank you for taking me in last night." She said softly, and the voice with a smile came down the receiver, nice and gentle, "Let's have dinner together next time when you have time."

Where is shelter, she obviously stayed here on purpose to take care of herself.

Li Wanqiu knew that she said this to make herself feel better, and there was sporadic emotion overflowing from the bottom of her heart: "Then I will treat you to dinner next time."

Ji Jinyan quickly responded to her: "Okay."

I haven't sent any more messages so far, I should be busy.

Li Wanqiu didn't bother her anymore, picked up the breakfast on the table, turned around and went to the kitchen to reheat it, and came to the balcony again to continue creating after the meal, and just picked up the pen when the phone rang again.

- It was Song Yu calling.

Li Wanqiu quickly answered, "Hello?"

Then Song Yu's voice came: "Aqiu, I heard from Wei Wei that you were sick, and you were so drunk last night that you didn't even bother to call for condolences. Are you feeling better now?"

"It's much better." Li Wanqiu said, and thanked him, "Don't worry."

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this: "It's fine."

Li Wanqiu smiled in response, remembering what happened last night: "Did something happy happen yesterday, forget it for Wei Wei, why did you drink too much?"

Song Yu also laughed: "Everyone was really in a good mood last night."

"Actually, Xiaoyao is back." He quickly explained the reason, "I haven't seen you for so long, I must have a few more drinks."

The Xiaoyao he mentioned is named Kong Yao in full. She was a friend of Li Wanqiu's school days and the daughter of Zhang Wen, an art teacher in their class. Every time Li Wanqiu encountered bottlenecks in painting, she often asked Zhang Wen for advice. Get acquainted.

It’s just that the childhood friendships were mostly not long-lasting. Kong Yao was admitted to a school far away in college, and she simply settled there after graduation. Because the distance is too far away, the relationship naturally gradually faded.

Li Wanqiu was also very happy when he heard the news from his old friend suddenly: "Really?"

After finishing speaking, she felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I couldn't meet her last night."

"It's okay." Song Yu said quickly after finishing speaking, "You are sick, it's important to rest."

"Besides, Xiaoyao will stay for several days this time." He smiled, and then said, "You can't see her, but she can come to see you."

Li Wanqiu was taken aback: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door. Li Wanqiu quickly walked a few steps to open the door, and caught a glimpse of Song Yu standing at the door.

In addition, there were Kong Yao and Yan Weiwei. They brought a lot of things to visit. Yan Weiwei was not physically strong, so as soon as he entered the door, he began to cry: "Aqiu, help me pick it up, I'm exhausted."

"Okay." Li Wanqiu was helpless and wanted to laugh, and quickly took a step forward to take the things in her hands, turned his eyes to the direction where Kong Yao was, and greeted her specially, "Long time no see."

"Well, long time no see." Kong Yao nodded and said with a smile.

It's a rare encounter, and there are so many things I want to say.

Yan Weiwei drank a lot of wine last night and was happy to patronize, until now she finally became serious, first she cared about Li Wanqiu's physical condition, and then started talking with Kong Yao.

Ask her how she has been in the past few years, and ask her parents how they are, and chat about the recent writing competition for no reason.

According to Kong Yao, she also signed up for this competition.

Li Wanqiu couldn't help laughing when she heard the words: "What a coincidence, so am I."

As soon as the words fell, Kong Yao looked sideways, as if a little surprised: "Really?"

"Yeah." Li Wanqiu nodded, "Really."

"Ah, so." After a moment of silence, Kong Yao regained her smile, "That's great, I'm happy for you."

Maybe Yan Weiwei and Song Yu didn't understand this, but Li Wanqiu understood what it meant.

Their school had held several painting competitions in the past. At that time, Li Wanqiu was keen on creating, and participated in each time, but was not selected again and again.

Li Wanqiu didn't understand that it happened that Kong Yao's mother, Zhang Wen, was also a member of the jury, so she secretly went to ask about it during school time, wanting to know the reason why she lost.

Zhang Wen replied to her like this every time: "Aqiu, compared with other players, you still have a lot of room for improvement."

This is really a shock to the listener.

For a long time, Li Wanqiu inevitably accumulated too much frustration in his heart, and would secretly hide and cry by himself. Later, Kong Yao seemed to find something, and would often comfort her at this time.

"It's not your fault," she said.

She added, "Actually, you're great."

"..."

These are now a thing of the past.

"Can I have a look at your painting?" Kong Yao seemed to remember the past just like her, with a complicated expression on her face.

Li Wanqiu nodded: "Of course."

After speaking, he stood up and led Kong Yao to the balcony together.

Seeing this, Yan Weiwei interjected, teasing intentionally: "Two painting idiots have gathered."

"The two of them will probably talk for a while." She said, seeing the fruits on the table, she quickly stood up and pulled Song Yu back, "Let's go, let's wash the fruits."

As soon as they left, only Li Wanqiu and Kong Yao were left in the living room. It had been a long time since they had seen each other. Li Wanqiu's painting skills had improved a lot, and Kong Yao was amazed: "It's so beautiful."

"Thank you." Li Wanqiu smiled happily when she heard the words, "I haven't finished the painting yet."

Kong Yao looked over in response, and said regretfully: "...You seem to have not participated in the competition for a long time."

"Ah." As soon as the words fell, Li Wanqiu couldn't help but pause, and smiled again after a long time, "Yes."

"I was hit too much before, and I really didn't have much confidence." She said, and finally chose to face the bad memories. "It's just that I was lucky enough to meet someone later."

"She said...the pictures I draw are very beautiful."

When Li Wanqiu said this, there was a smile on her lips, and her eyes were shining. Kong Yao noticed her expression, and said sincerely, "That's great."

"Actually, I've been looking for an opportunity to apologize to you." After a long silence, Kong Yao continued, "The thing before was that my mother and I were sorry for you."

I don't know where I started to say this, Li Wanqiu shook her head quickly when she heard the words, it was obvious that she was not good enough, so no one else could blame her: "No..."

It’s just that she was interrupted by Kong Yao before she finished speaking, and she lowered her eyelids guiltily, and it was very difficult to say every word: “I’m very glad that you can regain your confidence, Aqiu, you don’t know, in fact, you have been I'm very tormented."

"My mother is too." She said, as if she had made a lot of determination, and finally raised her eyes to look directly at Li Wanqiu's face again, "I happened to hear her talking about the past during the festival not long ago, she said If it weren't for the family's financial difficulties at that time, and her father was sick and couldn't afford the money, she definitely wouldn't have done that."

Li Wanqiu gradually frowned in response, "...what do you mean?"

Kong Yao bit her lip: "Originally in those previous competitions, you should have been number one, but my mother was entrusted by someone, so I had to..."

Li Wanqiu looked into her eyes, as if a stone suddenly hung from the bottom of his heart: "Who?"

Kong Yao looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Li Wanqiu tentatively opened his mouth: "My parents."

"..." Kong Yao did not deny it.

"Ok."