My own mother misunderstood me; my boss is angry with me. The world is too cruel.
I clicked on WeChat and still didn’t get a reply from my Mom.
It seems that only First List Dage is good to me.
I read the chat history between me and First List Dage today, and my heart warmed slightly, thinking that there is at least a Dage in this world who is willing to listen to me.
I clicked into the chat box with a heavy heart.
Me: Dage, have you ever been misunderstood by others?
Dage replied quickly: For example?
Me: I was misunderstood by my mother to be in a relationship with my boss.
Me: By the way, I’m a man, my boss is also a man. I’m a straight man.
Dage didn’t reply to me.
After saying this, I regretted it. How could there be a second person in this world besides me who is so bad? If I were Dage and these things hadn’t really happened to me, I would never take this outrageous plot seriously.
It took a long time before Dage returned to my WeChat: Then, how do you view yourself?
Dage, this question is really strange; view what?
I said: I have no opinion. Boss doesn’t like me, and I don’t like my boss either. I actually don’t care, I’m just afraid that my Mom will cause trouble to others if she thinks like this.
Dage asked again: How do you know that your boss doesn’t like you?
Ning Yiheng likes my roommate. At present, only I know about it. Even if it was possible that I will never know First List Dage in reality in this life, I can’t tell a stranger about Boss’s personal affairs.
So I replied: I just know.
Me: I knew he would never like me.
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Dage: …
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Sure enough, it was difficult to ask Dage about a solution to the problem. After all, he wasn’t me and has never experienced such an embarrassing and magical thing.
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Dage: Strange personality?
Me: Ai ya, you haven’t seen him in person. Sulks at the drop of a hat and you don’t know what he’s upset about.
Me: He also doesn’t do this with others, so he gets angry with me. I really don’t understand.
Dage: …
I added: However, it’s not that I blew it. My boss is really handsome, it’s just his taste is worrying.
Me: He wears the same suit when he goes to work and leaves work. I’m tired of seeing it.
Dage: .
Dage: Ok, I got it.
For some reason, I feel that Dage’s tone is a little subtle.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter. It’s useless to think too much.
—
Because of a waist injury, Ning Yiheng granted me sick leave. After New Year’s Day, I didn’t have to go to work. I lived a life of lying in bed every day to read Cat Star Doujin, petting the kitten, and chatting with Dage. I don’t have to worry about work anymore. I live very comfortably, like an early retirement.
Sure enough, work makes people old.
Although Ning Yiheng was upset when he had something to do, he still drove over to give me a massage on time after work every day. He refused to stay overnight and went home by himself after the massage.
During this period of time, Ning Yiheng suddenly stopped wearing suits, but with all due respect, his clothing was still worrisome.
He changed from his original suit of the same style to black all over his body; black jacket, black sweater, black trousers, and black socks. Every day, it’s all black and I can’t see the difference in his daily outfit.
Time flies extremely fast when people are idle.
In the blink of an eye, the company will be on annual leave. After this period of recuperation, my waist has improved a lot and I can walk normally.
Li Xiaoming and I also booked our tickets home in advance, packed our bags, and prepared to go home for the Chinese New Year.
After Li Xiaoming knew that Ning Yiheng was going home with us, he behaved very dully. He probably learned about Ning Yiheng’s affection for him, so he wouldn’t be surprised.
The two of them seem to be making good progress recently, and I am very satisfied.
It’s just that my Mom still has a very outrageous misunderstanding about the relationship between me and Ning Yiheng.
She’s only immersed in her own world. How I explain her focus is wrong. I’m really tired of talking about it. I decided to take Ning Yiheng back and explain it himself.
We also originally wanted to take Mimi away, but considering the drive took too long, Mimi wasn’t courageous. I was worried that it would be stressed halfway, so we had to give up.
I left self-service cat food and five large pots of cat litter in the house, enough for it to use during the Chinese New Year. I specifically installed cameras in the bedroom and living room so that I can observe it at any time after leaving home.
In this way, on the second day of the annual leave, me, Li Xiaoming, and Ning Yiheng left the airport with large bags and got on the long-distance bus back to the village.
The scenery on the way back was actually lackluster, nothing more than endless mountains and cliffs.
After all, Li Xiaoming and I grew up here ever since we were young, and we’re tired of seeing the beautiful scenery.
Fortunately, in recent years, we have built the Panshan Expressway, which was far more convenient than when we were studying, and the time on the road was also shortened a lot.
People in the city like Ning Yiheng have never seen the scenery in the mountains. While Li Xiaoming slept soundly next to me, he leaned against the window and intently watched the scenery that flashed by outside.
As for why I was sitting between Li Xiaoming and Ning Yiheng— When I stuffed my luggage in the luggage compartment under the bus, the two of them had already chosen a place.
Ning Yiheng sat by the window and looked out, while Li Xiaoming deliberately separated from him by an empty seat, holding the neck pillow with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep regardless.
It seems that the two of them haven’t completely reconciled, and as an outsider, I can’t directly break through this layer of window paper.
Ai, I haven’t fallen in love yet, so I already feel sad about Ning Yiheng and Li Xiaoming’s romance.
At that time, of course, I couldn’t directly wake up Li Xiaoming, who was obviously pretending to be asleep and asked him to move to Ning Yiheng’s side.
Thus, I had to take on the heavy responsibility of alleviating the conflict between the two of them and bear the humiliation of sitting between them, thinking that I would take the opportunity to say something nice so that they could reconcile sooner.
Ning Yiheng looked at the scenery outside the window very seriously.
What time is it? Li Xiaoming was fast asleep his head shook and almost fell on my shoulder. As a prospective lover, Ning Yiheng was still just looking at the scenery. It’s no wonder that he can’t talk about love.
If it was a character that I wrote, about facing this situation, I would definitely no longer take into account the awkwardness of the lover at this time, and gracefully offered to change seats with me, and then clasped Li Xiaoming’s head on his shoulder fiercely.
He has to reveal a strong, elegant, and somewhat domineering smile, and then say— “Man, you can only lean your head on my shoulder.”
Oh my god, as a straight man, I only know YY girls’ love stories. I’ve never thought that gay men could be so romantic?
Ning Yiheng, who had been looking out the window intently, turned his head and met my gaze.
“Cheng Huai Xiu, your expression is so strange,” Ning Yiheng said, “Are you uncomfortable somewhere?”
No, boss, I was just overwhelmed by Romantic.
At this moment, Li Xiaoming, who was so sleepy that he couldn’t help nodding, rest his head on my shoulder with the constant vibration and shaking of the bus.
F*ck, this kid’s head is so hard; hard and heavy, smashing my shoulder in pain.
I wanted to silently move Li Xiaoming’s head away but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ning Yiheng’s gloomy face.
Ai yo, this is bad, I forgot that Ning Yiheng was staring at me!
CHX your brain hole can rival a black hole 😂
His thought process is interesting indeed 😂
He should write a doujinshi of this 🤣 his imagination is wild!
CHX is the kinda guy that shows up at his own wedding thinking it’s a team-building exercise
CHX: Huh, why do i need to sit next to the boss? Also, the theme today is kinda strange, don’t you think? Looks like it could be a wedding.
NYH: …
LXM: …
Everyone else: …
His mum: son, isn’t this your wedding, ah?
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Our bubu has such a vivid imagination~
Thank You for the chapter ( ∩ˇωˇ∩)♡
He has the blood of a shipper and fanifc writer
Thanks for another chapter!