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Song Shuyang was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned in bed, and Wei Yan scolded him again: "Can you stop moving? It's very noisy."
He didn't dare to move, took out his cell phone, covered it with the quilt and secretly sent a message to Jin Zhou.
But when I open the chat box, I don’t know what to say. Is it too childish to complain to my boyfriend about such setbacks in making friends?
But Jin Zhou had already sent him a message: [Can't sleep again, Zai Zai? ]
He could have digested the grievance silently by himself, but he couldn't do that when someone comforted him. He suppressed his heavy breathing, afraid that he would be scolded for typing too loudly, so he could only type very slowly, one word at a time. His vision was a little blurry, and several words were not correct no matter how he typed.
Plush and thickened: [mentioned by a colleague]
Ice Silk Ultra-Thin: [Hey! Who is so short-sighted? ]
Song Shuyang was amused by him and typed faster: [Actually, I originally thought of him as a friend. I didn't expect him to have such a big opinion of me.]
Jin Zhou told him: [Some people are not worth your sincerity, just cherish those who care about you]
Another message came: [My son shines like a little sun on earth every day. Some dark things cannot stand the light. There is nothing we can do.]
Jin Zhou always has magic that makes him feel better.
The haze in his heart was dispelled by a warm light, and he really wanted to tell Jin Zhou that you are also my sun.
After being comforted by Jin Zhou, Song Shuyang chose to keep his distance from Wei Yan. Every day when he returned to the dormitory, he would just say hello to him. Most of the time, he went to the balcony to call Jin Zhou to avoid disturbing him again.
There is still a week before the Chinese New Year, and most of the colleagues are still at their posts, but the number of customers has decreased, and everyone is a little lazy. Song Shuyang is also chatting with Peng Fan.
"How's Brother Fan's pursuit of his wife going?"
"It went well. She invited me to her home for the New Year."
"Of course you can. You've already gone to someone else's house to celebrate the New Year. When are you planning to get married?"
"There's nothing to say yet, how are you and Jin Zhou doing?"
Song Shuyang's eyes wandered, "What do you mean? What can happen between the two of us?"
Peng Fan said coldly, "Don't pretend. Don't think I don't know. Did you have a fight with him when you came out?"
Speaking of this, Song Shuyang slumped over the table in frustration. "We almost broke up. It was mainly because he was too unreasonable. Who could stand his constant suspicion?"
Peng Fan laughed out loud. "I was being ambiguous with you on purpose, trying to test his limits. I didn't expect him to be so unbearable. Your boyfriend is really petty."
Song Shuyang slammed the table and stood up, angrily, "You did it on purpose!"
"Can you two keep this thorn in your heart? Tell me, if it weren't for this, how would he control you in the future?"
Song Shuyang thought about it and realized it was true. His momentum weakened. "Then I have to thank you."
Peng Fan pushed up his glasses and said, "No need to thank me. You came here and helped me with so many things. I should thank you."
Song Shuyang wanted to continue chatting, but someone called Peng Fan away, saying that the boss wanted to see him for something.
Now that his partner was gone, he sat back down and continued to work. He just didn't know why Wei Yan kept looking back at him.
He knew that Wei Yan's account was not as well managed as his and he felt resentful.
But he didn't want to be the punching bag. Originally, everyone was cooperating rather than competing, but he had to make the relationship so tense. Otherwise, he was still thinking about helping.
Peng Fan came back soon and called Song Shuyang to the conference room with a serious expression.
Song Shuyang sat down and Peng Fan threw the phone directly in front of him.
It was the video he posted on the first snow day to officially announce his relationship with Jin Zhou. He asked in confusion, "What happened?"
"Who did you show this account to? How did the big boss see it?"
Song Shuyang's heart skipped a beat, and his back began to itch with nervousness. "Did the boss see it? I didn't give it to anyone... No!"
He showed it to Wei Yan!
"I thought he... wouldn't pay attention to this."
Peng Fan rubbed his brow and said, "The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Why don't you just hold yourself back? The main thing is that the big boss is disgusted with homosexuality, and he even asked me if you're related."
Song Shuyang was anxious. "Jin Zhou and I have no blood relationship at all! I rarely even call him brother."
"The key is that the boss believed me, and I couldn't verbally provide any evidence," Peng Fan pocketed his phone. "I won't tell you the nasty things he said, but he's convinced there's something wrong with your conduct. He's afraid this will get out and affect the brand image, so he asked me to persuade you to quit."
Song Shuyang gritted his teeth, "This is all made up by Wei Yan!"
"Alas, it's also my fault that I asked you to perform on stage that day, otherwise the boss wouldn't pay so much attention to you."
When Song Shuyang first entered the workplace, he acted in a high-profile manner and didn't know how to hide his edge at all. As expected, something went wrong.
He didn't want to make things difficult for Peng Fan, and at the same time, he didn't want to continue working with someone like Wei Yan, so he took the initiative to say, "I'll resign, Brother Fan. I just want to go home and spend the New Year with my family."
Peng Fan sighed deeply. "Being sincere to others is a good thing, but you have to remember that the workplace is not a school. Everyone you meet has the potential to harm you for no reason. Take this as a lesson. Don't be so trusting of others in the future when you start working. Especially when it comes to private matters like sexual orientation, keep it to yourself if you can."
Lessons are more valuable than experience. Song Shuyang understood this truth and stood up and bowed to Peng Fan. "Brother Fan, thank you for giving me the opportunity to come out and gain experience."
"Don't be so polite, I can't bear it. Don't think too much about it. This is not your fault in essence. It's the problem of this society."
Song Shuyang waved his hand pretending to be relaxed. "It's okay. I don't care at all. Do I have to break up with Jin Zhou just because of an old-fashioned homophobe?"
Peng Fan's expression finally relaxed. "I'll explain this to the boss later. This Wei Yan likes to spread rumors and make accusations, so I don't want to keep him anymore."
When Song Shuyang returned home in the evening, he originally wanted to confront Wei Yan face to face, but he didn't expect that this coward was too afraid to show his face after hurting someone, and took three days off in a row.
After completing the resignation procedures, Peng Fan personally sent Song Shuyang to the airport. To be honest, he felt a lot more relaxed after being away from that complicated environment, and most importantly, he missed Jin Zhou.
This internship was not long, but it was very effective. It not only taught him to be moderately reserved when interacting with others, but also brought his relationship with Jin Zhou to a new level.
At least Jin Zhou's separation anxiety was cured.
He knew that Jin Zhou had a strong desire for revenge, so he didn't plan to tell him that he was framed and persuaded to quit. He planned to secretly go home and give him a surprise.
But he didn't expect that this was just the beginning.
As soon as the plane landed, he turned on his phone and was bombarded with calls. It was Jiang Ying calling.
"I'm so worried, why did you just answer the phone? Something happened!"
Song Shuyang switched the call page to the background, and then he found that there were 78 missed calls on his phone, 40 from Jin Zhou, 21 from Jiang Ying, 12 from Xiaobai, and the remaining few were from Guo Zixiu and Shen Xi.
Not to mention the chat software, it was all 99+, and the dormitory group was also in an uproar.
What's going on, Yangyang?
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When Song Shuyang opened it, he saw nothing but darkness.
Why is he still on the trending search!
The position is not high, but for ordinary people, the number of readers is already terrifying. The specific content is that someone broke the news that a sophomore student at Han University has maintained an improper relationship with her brother for a long time. In order to cover up their tracks, the two even opened a bar near the school and often did shameful things during business hours.
There was also an insider named Han who claimed to be their friend and posted pictures to support his claim. He also said that he tried to persuade his brother gently, but was beaten by his brother instead. However, he was magnanimous and did not care.
This gossip had a lot to offer: scandals at prestigious universities, forbidden romances, and a complete destruction of one's worldview. The headlines piled up one after another, sparking a collective frenzy among marketing accounts. Initially a small-scale discussion, the catalyst was a music industry heavyweight who retweeted and lambasted the chaotic private lives of a new generation of musicians, leading his fans to criticize them.
Some people angrily criticized them for disregarding human ethics, some scolded them for corrupting morals, and a small number... were furious.
[Am I the only one who thinks this is awesome?! The two of them really match in looks! Since they can't have kids, they're just boney.]
Of course I was scolded and my worldview was destroyed.
Song Shuyang didn't feel angry at all, but instead found it a little funny.
Wei Yan's serious account isn't very popular, but he's a master at spreading rumors. Just because he heard him jokingly say that Jin Zhou was his cousin, he actually kept holding on to it.
Jiang Ying was almost dying of anxiety. "You're still laughing! The video you posted on Christmas Eve has been criticized to the point of 10,000 stories. Hurry and clarify it."
"No rush," Song Shuyang walked slowly out of the airport, "Don't miss out on the warmth that's delivered to your door."
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