I can hear everyone.
My colleagues scolded me behind my back, and I heard it; my clients said "I'm fine" but were secretly devastated, and I heard it; even my blind date said, "You're excellent," but what he was thinking about was "Why do you look average?", And I heard it.
So I don't fall in love, don't make friends, and live like an isolated island.
Until the company's new CEO, Lu Yanzhou, asked me by name to be his psychological consultant in front of the entire company.
The whole company sympathized with me: "Shen Tingxi is finished, he is a cold-blooded king of hell."
I stole a glance at him - fine, couldn't read.
Another glance - still can't read it.
I breathed a sigh of relief. If you can't read it, it means you won't be disappointed or hurt.
But later I discovered that this man who could not read would bring me hot milk late at night when I was working overtime, would quietly support me when I was isolated by my colleagues, and would stay in the hospital corridor all night when I had a fever.
And my desire to hear his voice is stronger than ever.
Finally one day, I couldn't help but pull his tie: "Lu Yanzhou, what are you thinking about?"
He looked down at me, the tips of his ears were red, but his voice was trembling: "I want to kiss you. I've been thinking about it for three months."
Me: "...?"
No, this is completely different from the ruthlessness in the rumors, right? ? ?
