That moment
Soon, Lin Yu'an recovered and was discharged from the hospital.
Lin Yu'an rushed into the company gate as the clock-in rang at exactly nine o'clock.
Gu Lin walked out of the elevator, his dark suit ironed so neatly that it reflected the light from the ceiling light, but when his eyes swept over him, the pause lasted half a second longer than usual.
"Come into my office."
The man's voice was emotionless, but he seemed to deliberately slow down his pace when he turned around.
Lin Yu'an followed behind with the folder in his hand. The sound of his leather heels hitting the ground was particularly clear in the empty corridor.
He had a feeling that this return to work would not be smooth sailing - after all, the scene of the icy boss personally feeding him water and medicine when he was in the hospital had been playing in his nightmares for three whole days.
"Tie." Gu Lin's fingertips paused on his neck for half a second, and he tied the crooked tie with a slightly cool temperature.
His movements were not gentle, but surprisingly skillful, even better than Lin Yu'an's own.
Lin Yu'an was as stiff as a fossil, and the tip of his nose was filled with the crisp scent of cedar from the other person.
He suddenly took a half step back and bumped into the desk, and the folder fell to the ground with a "clatter". "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Gu! I can do it myself!"
Gu Lin paused as he bent down to pick up the folder. As his fingertips brushed across the cover, he suddenly spoke, "Doupi said yesterday that he wanted to eat the almond cake from the west of the city."
Lin Yu'an was stunned: "Huh?"
"I asked the driver to buy it." The man placed the folder on the corner of the table, opened the drawer and took out an exquisite brocade box. "Put it in your bag and take it back after get off work."
The gold-plated characters on the brocade box were so dazzling that Lin Yu'an's eyes were dazzled.
This is the third time this week that I have received "feeding" from the boss, from strawberry cake to almond cake, there are countless.
He clutched the strap of his briefcase and murmured, "Mr. Gu, this is too much trouble for you..."
"No trouble." Gu Lin pulled out his office chair and sat down, his fingertips tapping on the keyboard. "The driver is on his way anyway."
A moment later, Lin Yu'an walked out of the office holding the brocade box, with a thin layer of sweat on his back.
He hid in the tea room and sent a WeChat message to "L", his fingers still trembling: "Help! My boss actually put a tie on me today! Is he crazy?!"
The phone vibrated quickly, and "L" sent a chilling "period".
Lin Yu'an was furious at the screen: "He even bought almond cake specifically for Doupi! Do you think he wants to be my Doupi's stepfather?!"
This time "L" replied a little faster: "Maybe."
Lin Yu'an looked at the three words and suddenly felt that the almond cake in his hand was as hot as a branding iron.
"L" will joke with him.
The heavy rain on Friday evening came unexpectedly.
Lin Yu'an rushed into the elevator holding the freshly printed contract, but when the elevator door was about to close, he saw Gu Lin.
He subconsciously shrank into the corner, his back pressed against the cold metal wall.
"Go to the garage?" Gu Lin's voice was particularly clear in the small space.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Gu." Lin Yu'an stared at the constantly jumping floor numbers and felt that the air in the elevator was about to solidify.
Suddenly there was a muffled sound, the elevator shook violently, and the ceiling light went out with a "click".
The moment the emergency light came on, Lin Yu'an was frightened by the sudden darkness and staggered half a step, just in time to bump into a strong embrace.
The familiar scent of cedar enveloped me, several times stronger than usual.
Gu Lin's arms were wrapped around his waist, the force was not light, but it carried an unquestionable sense of protection.
"Don't move." The man's voice was close to his ear, with a barely noticeable hoarseness.
Lin Yu'an's face turned red instantly, like a shrimp thrown into boiling water.
He could clearly feel the rise and fall of the other person's chest, as well as the body temperature through the shirt.
The light from the emergency light flickered, making Gu Lin's profile look particularly soft, completely different from his usual cold and stern appearance.
"Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu..." Lin Yu'an tried to push him away, but his wrist was gently grasped.
The touch was warm and dry, completely different from the cold capitalist hands he had imagined.
The emergency bell in the elevator buzzed shrilly, but no one answered.
Lin Yu'an's heart was beating like a drum, partly because he was afraid that the elevator would fall, and partly because the distance between them was too close at the moment.
He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped the moment he looked up - Gu Lin's face was too close, so close that he could see the tiny water droplets on his eyelashes.
"Afraid of the dark?" Gu Lin's thumb stroked the inside of his wrist, where the skin was so thin that the blue veins could be seen.
Lin Yu'an's mind went blank and he could only nod mechanically.
He has been afraid of the dark since he was a child.
The man suddenly chuckled, his voice filled with helplessness, yet also a bit of... doting?
It wasn't until the elevator suddenly shook and the ceiling light came on that the two of them suddenly separated.
Lin Yu'an covered his mouth and retreated to the corner, his back pressed tightly against the elevator wall, feeling his wrist still burning.
Gu Lin's Adam's apple rolled, and the tips of his ears turned red, but he still kept a straight face: "Excuse me."
The elevator door dinged open, and a security guard with an anxious look on his face stood outside.
Lin Yu'an rushed out of the elevator in a hurry and returned home in one breath.
Lying on the sofa, he was still panting.
This is so weird!
At first he just thought that the boss wanted to exploit the employees, but later he felt that it was out of sympathy for his subordinates, and that it was Gu Lin's clumsy "humanity" that was revealed under the cover of his workaholic nature.
But just now, when she was so close to Gu Linchao, his burning palm and her own pounding heart...
Lin Yu'an suddenly covered his face, wailed, and fell on the sofa.
My heart seemed to be trying to break free from the constraints of my chest, beating fast and heavy.
It's over, it's over! This doesn't feel right! It's so wrong!
He is not a young boy who knows nothing.
He knew clearly what it meant to have this feeling of having your heart beat faster when you saw the other person, and having all your emotions affected by the other person's smallest gesture.
The target is still Gu Lin!
That icy-faced, workaholic, picky guy, walking refrigerator!
His immediate boss!
This made him even more dizzy than doing live broadcasts all night for three consecutive days!
Great confusion and a secret, slightly sweet panic swept over him.
He urgently needed to talk, urgently needed a tree hole, a place that was absolutely safe and would not reveal the turmoil in his heart at the moment.
His fingers reacted faster than his brain. He almost trembled as he took out his phone and clicked on the familiar avatar - "L".
This "mysterious boss" is taciturn, but always appears when he needs him most and gives him silent support.
"L" became his only lifeline at this moment.
His fingertips tapped rapidly on the screen, with a reckless desire to confide:
[L God! L God! Help! I feel like I’m going to die! (╥﹏╥)]
The message was replied almost instantly, still in that iconic minimalist style:
【？ 】
A cold question mark made Lin Yu'an feel like he had found an outlet to vent his emotions. He began typing furiously:
[It's... it's my boss! You know him! That Gu Bingshan! He... he's been acting weird lately! I'm acting weird too!]
He seems... weird towards me! He took care of me while I was in the hospital, peeled apples for me, cleaned me up, bought me cakes! He even brought me all the cakes and desserts Doupi loves when he came back to the office! The elevator was broken today, and we were squeezed together, and it felt... oh my god, I almost rushed out of the elevator!
[L God! Do you think I've become stupid from working overtime? Or did Gu Lin's air conditioning freeze my brain? Why... why do I feel like... I have that... that... feeling towards him... ahh ...
Lin Yu'an poured out all the confusion and throbbing in his heart. Only after sending it out did he feel a sense of shame belatedly.
Oh my god! What did he say? He was pouring out his secret feelings about his boss to a guy he'd never met and only knew was rich! Was he crazy?
He stared at the phone screen nervously, waiting for "L"'s judgment.
Is it ridicule? Indifference? Or outright blocking this clueless streamer?
Time passed minute by minute, but the other side of the screen fell into a long silence.
It lasted so long that Lin Yu'an began to regret it, his palms were sweating, and he almost wanted to retract those shameful remarks.
At this moment, in the president's office on the top floor of Gu Group.
Gu Lin leaned back in his chair, the cold light from his phone screen illuminating his deep eyebrows.
He stared at the long string of text on the screen, which was full of exclamation marks, emoticons and chaotic word order.
The heart was beating in the chest with an unprecedented, almost wild force.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
Each blow pounded against his ribs, bringing an almost dizzying ecstasy.
The blood seemed to rush to my head and my ears were buzzing.
His brain, which usually controlled the overall situation and was calm and composed, was now blank. Only the hot words on the screen remained, repeatedly burning his retinas.
The throbbing that he carefully concealed, not even daring to delve into himself.
The feelings that clumsily cared for him in the ward, silently watched him from the office, and frantically rewarded him in the live broadcast room but dared not express them...
At this moment, he received the most straightforward, confusing, yet most heart-stirring response!
Lin Yu'an...his little anchor...his little assistant...also has feelings for him!
The immense joy exploded in his mind like fireworks, so brilliant and dazzling that it almost broke through the mask that had been frozen for years.
He clenched his fists suddenly and barely suppressed the urge to rush out immediately, rush to the small apartment, and hug the person who was sitting on the sofa and looking at his phone nervously.
The corners of his mouth lifted up uncontrollably.
It was an extremely rare, even brilliant smile that dispelled all the coldness and brightened his entire face.
In the deep eyes, there is an inextricable joy and tenderness.
He took several deep breaths, trying to calm his heartbeat and ecstasy that was almost out of control.
Can't scare him.
Cannot be exposed.
It's not the right time yet.
His fingertips trembled slightly with excitement as he opened the input box, deleted and revised, trying hard to maintain "L"'s usual cold personality.
He must remain calm and restrained.
In the end, he only replied with three words, each one of which seemed to be carefully lifted from the tip of his burning heart:
【Good. 】
send.
Looking at the small arrow indicating that the message had been sent, Gu Lin leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to cover his chest, which was still heaving violently.
There, the emotion called joy was running wild like a wild horse.
Good.
It's more than good.
It's just...excellent.
At the same time.
Lin Yu'an's phone finally vibrated.
He clicked it, almost holding his breath.
【Good. 】
Just two words.
As always, he is frugal with words and as always, he is calm.
Lin Yu'an was stunned.
"Fine"? What does that mean? Is it that his random thoughts are fine? Or that his boss's behavior is fine? Or... is it that he's fine having those feelings for his boss?
He stared at the two words, trying to decipher "L's" true attitude from them.
Do you think he's making a big deal out of nothing? Or...what?
No ridicule, no denial, and no encouragement.
Just a calm "fine".
But this strange calmness made Lin Yu'an's wildly beating heart calm down little by little.
At least, God L didn't think he was crazy or unreasonable.
Isn’t this in itself a kind of silent support?
He was curled up on the sofa, holding his cell phone. His face was still flushed, but his eyes gradually changed from panic and confusion to gentle and determined.
It seemed like he...really...had some thoughts about Gu Bingshan that he shouldn't have.
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