When he woke up the next morning, Fu Jichen was not in bed.
Shen Jianian slowly opened his eyes, and an unfamiliar environment came into view. His mind was dazed for a while before he remembered the lounge in Fu Jichen's office where he slept last night.
After one night, all the aftereffects of mountain climbing emerged. Shen Jia Nian's back ached and her legs were stiff, and she had to save some effort even if she wanted to turn over.
Shen Jia Nian looked around and found her charging phone on the bedside table. Fu Jichen should have charged it for her after she fell asleep last night.
She unplugged the charging cable and the screen automatically turned on, displaying the time nine twenty-four.
Without looking at the time, she thought it was still early.
Shen Jia Nian put a hand on his forehead, looking very tired.
Suddenly, a picture flashed through her mind. Before going to bed last night, she asked Fu Jichen if he had a bad relationship with his mother. He didn't answer at that time, nor did he show any anger. He lowered his head slightly, put his lips to her forehead and kissed her.
Later...she fell asleep later. I wonder if he said anything else.
Shen Jia Nian thought wildly for a while, then climbed up with his aching body and went to the bathroom, took out a new set of toiletries, brushed his teeth and washed his face in the mirror.
There were no skin care products for women here, so she picked up a bottle of men's facial cream and made do with a little.
After putting on her clothes and picking up her mobile phone, Shen Jianian opened the door to the lounge.
As soon as the door opened a crack, she heard someone talking outside, seemingly making a report.
"The staff of the technical department corrected the fault overnight, and it should be able to proceed smoothly. I booked a flight to Geneva at 2:10 this afternoon. I need to transfer in New York. This is the earliest and fastest flight..."
Song Fang opened his mouth, paused in his words, and looked behind Mr. Chen. The door was half opened, and a figure hesitated, neither advancing nor retreating.
Fu Jichen guessed what was going on, and turned to look at the door of the lounge with a calm face: "Are you awake?"
Shen Jianian clasped her fingers tightly on the edge of the phone case, endured the embarrassment and walked out slowly, nodding lightly to Song Fang, unable to hide the embarrassment on her face.
Song Fang nodded and smiled.
"You go down first." Fu Jichen said.
Song Fang held the documents and left the office. He happened to bump into a male colleague coming from the secretary's office. Out of good intentions, he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't go in yet."
The colleague said: "There is a contract here that needs to be signed by Mr. Chen."
"Is it urgent?"
"It's best to sign it before the president goes abroad."
"Then come back an hour later."
A colleague asked curiously: "Is the president meeting clients?"
Song Fang shook his head cryptically. Before his colleagues could continue to ask, he told them directly: "He is a more important person than a big customer."
The colleague couldn't guess who it was, but after hearing what he said, he didn't dare to disturb him and returned to the secretary's office with the contract.
In the office, Fu Jichen took Shen Jianian's hand and picked up the paper bag on the table with his other hand: "I was sure you would wake up by now, so I ordered breakfast for you."
Shen Jianian's thighs were close to his knees and she lowered her eyes at him: "Are you going to eat in the office?"
Fu Jichen smiled, leaned back on the chair, and looked at her at leisure: "Where else do you want to eat?"
"What I mean is that if someone else comes in to report work later, the impact will not be good..." Shen Jianian suddenly couldn't speak anymore when she came into contact with his smiling eyes.
Fu Jichen took out the sandwich and soy milk from the brown paper bag: "Relax, Song Fang will convey the message in place, and no one will come in to disturb you within half an hour. You can eat slowly."
It has to be said that his boss understands his subordinates fairly well.
Shen Jianian took her breakfast and prepared to eat it on the coffee table opposite, but she was grabbed around the waist. She looked down at the big hand clasped on her waist, with well-proportioned joints and slender fingers.
"what are you doing?"
Her voice was small, her tone was sticky, and it was a bit complaining. When Fu Jichen heard it, it automatically changed to a coquettish tone.
"Just eat here." Fu Jichen said.
The flight at two o'clock in the afternoon would leave soon, and I couldn't bear to let her go for a moment.
Ever since he caught a glimpse of her hidden affection for him, the aura between them had changed. No matter what she said against her will, he could decipher her original meaning.
Maybe this is the feeling of being connected.
"Do you want to eat standing up?" Shen Jianian seemed speechless.
Fu Jichen put his hand around her waist a little harder, pulled it into his arms, let her sit sideways on his lap, and said teasingly: "Are you satisfied with this seat?"
Shen Jia Nian felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to come down, but was locked tightly by him.
"A seat has been arranged for you, but you don't want to sit down?" Fu Jichen always had a smile in his eyes when he talked to her.
Unable to talk to him, and unable to defeat him in terms of strength, Shen Jianian could only choose to abandon his armor, pick up the sandwich and take a big bite. The sandwich was filled with tomato slices, smooth eggs, ham, chicken breast, lettuce, pickles, etc. There were so many ingredients that I couldn't even bite the bottom of it, and the fillings fell off.
Not only was her skirt damaged, but Fu Jichen's trousers were also damaged.
Shen Jia Nian picked up a small piece of lettuce leaf from his trousers with her hands. Thinking of this man's mysophobia, she probably frowned at this moment. She raised her eyes cautiously, only to see him smiling helplessly.
He recalled that when she was eating cookies on his bed, but some crumbs fell on the sheets, he was so disgusted that he wanted to throw the bed away.
Fu Jichen wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, playing with the taste: "Don't you have a chin? Why did you eat something like hail? It fell everywhere."
Shen Jianian chewed carefully and waited until everything in his mouth was swallowed before speaking: "You yourself insisted on letting me sit up."
"Oh, it's still my fault." Fu Jichen said seriously.
Shen Jianian didn't answer his words. It took him a long time to finish half of the sandwich, and he finished the cup of soy milk. Fu Jichen took care of the remaining half of the sandwich.
Then she remembered and asked, "You didn't have breakfast?"
Fu Jichen said: "Drink a cup of coffee."
Shen Jianian didn't know what to say to him. After a while, she awkwardly told him: "Remember to eat well in the future, and try to have three meals a day on time."
Fu Jichen cleared up the garbage on the table, threw it into the trash can, lit a cigarette, and looked at her with deep eyes.
Shen Jia Nian thought for a while and added: "You should also smoke less." People like him who have a lot of work pressure sometimes need to smoke to relieve their stress. It is probably impossible to quit.
Fu Jichen snorted softly, not sure whether he heard it or responded perfunctorily.
*
At about 10:30 in the morning, Fu Jichen signed a contract, changed into a formal suit, and set off for the airport.
Shen Jianian went with him to see him off.
Sitting in the car, one hand was held by Fu Jichen. He did not play with the handle of his hand, but rubbed her fingers along the way, especially the ring finger, touching the base of her finger for a long time.
When they were about to arrive at the airport, Fu Jichen whispered with emotion: "I can just put you in the suitcase and check it in together."
Shen Jia Nian's expression was dazed for a moment, and another voice sounded in his mind, belonging to Pei Che.
When he went to New York to study abroad, she saw him off at the airport. He stroked her face, his eyes full of reluctance, and told her that he really wanted to put Xiao Nian in his suitcase and take her to New York.
Recalling the past, the grief in her heart faded a little. Even though she remembered the details clearly, she could never regain the feeling she had at that time.
Shen Jianian looked sideways at the man beside him, held his hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Take care of yourself while abroad."
Fu Jichen looked at her, and after a moment, he raised his lips: "If you are so reluctant to leave me, why not accompany me to Switzerland."
Shen Jianian knew that he was joking. It takes time to apply for a visa, and it can't be said that he just left.
After seeing Fu Jichen off, Shen Jia Nian took a deep breath, feeling that the past two days had been chaotic and hurried. She looked around and saw passengers who were preparing to travel or had just landed in Beicheng, coming and going in a hurry.
Walking out of the airport, she saw a familiar face in the bustling crowd. The girl was wearing a fashionable floral skirt, paired with a short brown leather jacket, long boots on her feet, a silver chain bag slung across her side, and wavy hair. Braid into a fluffy fishbone braid on the right side.
The other party also noticed her and rolled his eyelids with malice.
It was the girl who came to say hello to Fu Jichen while eating in a western restaurant that day, the second young lady of the Xu family.
