After drinking too much at the annual party, I casually pointed out a boyfriend.
At the company's annual meeting, I was given three glasses of wine and bombarded with text messages urging me to get married. My brain twitched, and I pointed at He Chuan, the most insignificant programmer in the corner——
"If I have a partner, it's him."
The whole place is muted.
He walked up to me, took away my wine glass, and said to everyone, "We have been together for a long time."
I'm stupid. When I went to clarify the matter the next day, he handed me a glass of warm water with just the right temperature: "No need to clarify, I will cooperate with you."
Warm water, honey water, my home address, my dad's bad back—he knows it all.
Until I dug out a photo from three years ago under his keyboard. I was standing on the annual meeting stage, and he was sitting in the third row, leaning sideways and looking at me.
There is a line written on the back of the photo: She looks very good today.
I cried and questioned him. He pulled me into his arms, his voice trembling: "Is it too late to chase you now?"
It turned out that I pointed at a man who had been secretly in love with me for three years.
