I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

Chen Luo was on the phone with her boyfriend, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"You come here, it's already this time, no one in the company..."

As soon as he said this, he saw Tan Yue sitting alone in his office chair, looking at the busy traffic outside the window.

Chen Luo sighed: "Our boss has a rough road, I have to help her. Next time, be obedient."

Tan Yue saw Chen Luo and smiled at him.

"Don't laugh, it's uglier than crying." Chen Luo sighed and tore off his tie: "Red or white?"

Tan Yue was silent for a while: "It's white."

"There are bottles of aged Moutai."

Tan Yue shook his head.

Chen Luo resignedly took the key: "I'll buy it for you."

Ten minutes later, a bottle of Laobaigan for twenty yuan, a few plates of stewed vegetables and peanuts were placed on the large wooden table of Tan Yue, two people and two wine cups, they touched each other, and took a sip of wine, from the stomach to the nasal cavity. With burning irritation.

"This wine can't be drunk all the time, it's bad for your health."

"Trouble you, you still have to come with me so late. I will give you a bonus tomorrow."

Chen Luo shook his head, and touched her again: "Don't say it, inferior wine is really exciting."

"Nothing, only energy is left." Tan Yue raised his head and poured another cup, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Chen Luo didn't ask wisely, Tan Yue took a few cups and watched him say: "I think I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong."

"I think I discovered the truth of the matter by myself, but I forgot that many things can't be returned to the past. I can't find the previous feelings. I want to remedy it from now on, but it was ruined by myself."

Tan Yue raised his head and poured a glass of wine again, and there was a sparkle flashing through the corner of his eyes:

"I just want her to stay by my side. It was difficult before, but I didn't expect it to be even harder now. It's all my own sin."

Looking at her like this, Chen Luo poured the wine on her own, and said to her seriously: "You don't get stuck in a dead end. What you need to do now is to recognize what you really want."

Tan Yue said: "I want her."

Chen Luo shook his head: "You think clearly, which one of her you want."

"Is she acting as a bodyguard, acting as a stand-in, or acting as a pet, or something weird. She is a person with her own independent individuality. No one wants to be a tool person. , Even if she likes you again, she won’t be willing, not to mention whether she likes you now or not.

…

Tan Yue and Chen Luo drank wine in the middle of the night. They were a little unstable when they went out. Wang Lan was taken home from her holiday to celebrate the New Year. Only Chu He was beside her.

Chu He staggered when he saw Tan Yue coming out of the office, and quickly stepped forward to help her.

"You can drink in the office? You are a drunkard!" She said incredulously. Seeing her wearing stilettos, she squatted helplessly: "I will help you take off your shoes."

Tan Yue didn't speak, she consciously sat on Chu He's lap and raised her foot, letting Chu He help her take off her two high heels.

Chu He rubbed the soles of her feet by the way, Tan Yue shrank, her toes curled up: "Itchy."

She drank the wine, her voice was soft and waxy, Chu He's heart seemed to be gently brushed by a cat's mat, and he subconsciously clasped her waist: "Don't move."

Tan Yue didn't move. He sat half-sitting honestly, with his cheeks buried in Chu He's neck.

Both feet were slightly rubbed, feeling that the blood should be moving. Chu He held the shoes in one hand and squeezed both hands to lift Tan Yue up and walked towards the elevator.

"Go home?"

Tan Yue consciously wrapped her arms around her neck with both hands, and shook her head in her ears.

Chu He only felt that her ears and neck were itchy by her, but she also knew that she was shaking her head, softening her heart to give twelve points of patience: "Then where do you want to go?"

Tan Yue reported an address.

Lao Zhao drove the car to deliver people well. It was a very ordinary apartment building, and there was no safety. Chu He looked out the car window vigilantly: "Where are we going?"

"1 unit 502."

Chu He put on her hat and mask for her, and carried her upstairs. When he reached the door, Tan Yue turned over and wanted to jump down. Chu He firmly supported her to prevent her from moving. Tan Yue had to stretch out his hand to verify his fingerprints, and the door opened with a dripping sound.

Chu He carried Tan Yue into the house.

The room is not big, very tidy and full of life, and the decoration style is in line with Chu He's aesthetic. She sat Tan Yue on the sofa and went to the kitchen to boil water for her.

When he came out with a water glass, Tan Yue was already lying on the sofa, looking drowsy.

"Drink some water, don't sleep here, you want to go to bed." Chu He helped her drink a few sips of water, Tan Yue half-opened his eyes, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "I'm going to bed."

"Okay, you haven't washed your face yet."

Chu He hugged her to the bed. Seeing that she didn't want to get up and wash her face, she had to go to the bathroom to fetch water, remove her makeup and wash her face.

Carrying the basin into the bedroom, she found that Tan Yue was kneeling on the ground, her upper body leaning into the closet, looking through something.

"Hey hey." Chu He quickly put down the water basin: "Why don't you worry about it, don't drink anymore..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Tan Yue crying, tears streaming down her face, like a faucet that burst without a notification.

"No more." Tan Yue said.

"What's gone?"

"The smell, no more." Tan Yue pulled out the innermost clothes from the closet, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed deeply: "I can't smell it..."

Chu He looked at the woman in front of him who was even more at a loss than her. She had never seen such a gaffe in Tan Yue.

Tan Yue held the clothes in his arms tightly, sniffed and sniffed vigorously, looked up at the closet, raised his foot and drilled into the closet.

Chu He:...

A second before the person completely got in, Chu He hurriedly pulled the person back. Tan Yue began to cry, grabbed and kicked at Chu He, Chu He bent down, picked her up and threw her on the bed, and knelt down on the bed. Her hands and feet prevent her from making trouble anymore.

"Hey yeah..." Tan Yue stopped making trouble, and she began to cry, crying very miserably.

Chu He's mind was full of messy wool. While she was crying, she quickly removed her makeup with a cotton pad and washed her face. It was not easy for her to take off the clothes, so she had to press her while pulling over the quilt to cover her.

Unexpectedly, Tan Yue suddenly rustled her neck with the tip of her nose, and then turned into an octopus, firmly grasped her with both legs on her waist, and Chu He suddenly stressed. Multiplying, it's not moving.

"Found it." Tan Yue hugged her tightly, sniffing her deeply, and said: "It's you."

Chu He had to coax her: "Yes, it's me, it's me."

The fabric on the chest was soaked in an instant.

She had thought that Tan Yue would stop in this way, but who would have thought that Tan Yue would cry more intensely, the kind of crying silently, holding her neck tightly, her legs tied around her waist, as if she was about to break her. After opening it to pieces, just melt her into her bones and blood.

Chu He tried to break away vigorously, and pulled away a little bit harder, a cry of howling from his throat suddenly sounded, and Chu He was so scared that he didn't dare to move. Come with a quilt to cover the two people together. Tan Yue stopped howling, only hugged her and shed tears silently, until Chu He felt cold, then there was no movement, and it seemed that she really fell asleep.

Chu He sighed and stroked her hair lightly, his eyes full of distress.

Do you think of me as Lin Quan?

I'm so like her? Do you... just like her so?

You say you are so scumbag, why can't I hate you to death?

The next morning, when Tan Yue woke up, he felt that something good had happened, but he seemed to be in an incorrect sleeping posture, and his uncomfortable feeling made every bone sore. She moaned twice and wanted to roll over, only to find that she was in another person's arms. She opened her eyes, turned around, and met her eyes.

"Good morning." Chu He said.

Tan Yue looked at her for a while and said softly: "Good morning."

Seeing that she was awake, Chu He got up and covered her with the quilt: "You can sleep for a while. I'll make breakfast for you."

"Wait."

Tan Yue shouted to her, propped up and sat up. She knew where it was from the first second she opened her eyes. The moment she saw Chu He, she remembered everything from last night. At this time, insist on sitting and maintaining your decency.

Chu He stood by the door, waiting for her to speak.

Tan Yue looked at her for a while, and smiled at the corners of her mouth first, and said, "You go."

Chu He was stunned: "Huh?"

Tan Yue picked up the phone and flipped it for a while, then raised her head and said to her: "There is no schedule today. I will stay here for one day. You can go. Don't take care of me and give you a holiday. I will find you again if I have something to do.

After listening to her, Chu He looked at her expression and clearly realized that she was once again Tan Yue who had returned to business. Tan Yue, the stranger who told her to keep the relationship, is not the Tan Yue who has a bad stomach to seduce her, nor the Tan Yue who has a lot of love and attachment to her with eyes full of stars. .

Sitting on the bed in front of her was a businessman, an actor, and her employer, as if he had no other feelings about her.

Chu He nodded: "Okay."

This was exactly what she wanted, and Tan Yue finally gave it to her. That's great.

Those strange reactions last night seemed like a dream. Chu He realized that Tan Yue might finally understand that she still likes Lin Quan, so she was willing to really let her go, and continue to live with Lin Quan’s shadow from now on. Just lonely and die.

Before Chu Helin went out, he glanced back. Tan Yue sat on the bed blankly, curled up his legs, leaned the quilt under his nose, carried the quilt in and looked out the window, as if watching an unattainable dream.

Chu He felt that his heart seemed to be severely pinched by the palm of his hand, and it was so painful. She doesn't even know whether she loves her or herself.

In the end, the door was opened and closed again. Chu He walked to the door of the unit, exhaling the frustrated breath in his chest, and the phone rang, it was Shawshank.

"I told you before. Are you interested in starting a new relationship?"

"Who would want to talk about a relationship with me for less than two years?" Chu He laughed at himself.

"You think Shen Shiwan and I are fake? The photo was sent to you, at three o'clock in the afternoon, see you?"

Chu He raised his face, looked at the gray clouds and sky outside, and let out a suffocating breath: "See."

The author has something to say: The shadow queen's heart is much more tormented than Xiao Chu.