The Boss is Very Busy

The atmosphere in the living room was quiet and quiet. The young man in the dark was motionless and was silent for a long time.

His slender fingers were holding the phone tightly, his lips were tightened, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his shiny fingertips were slightly white.

【you……】

[Like him like this? 】

He sent two messages in the past.

After the message was sent, he stood up without waiting for the other party to reply, threw the phone aside, with the screen facing down.

Mu Yan walked a few steps, then stopped, walked back silently, staring at the phone lying on the sofa, the boy bit his lips tightly, and walked a few steps forward.

When the phone rang, Mu Yan was expressionless, walked over in silence, leaned over and picked up the phone slightly.

Even though his face was calm, he touched the phone with his fingertips and opened it eagerly.

[No, I went with my roommate. 】

Mu Yan paused. When the light was shining, his eyes reflected the beautiful color. He was in a good mood, and his lips were smiling. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the corner of his lips. After realizing it, Mu Yan quickly withdrew his smile.

[That's it. 】

But just held back for a second, he asked again.

[Then what kind of guy do you like? 】

After waiting for a long time, the other party did not reply, and his heart tightened slightly.

Why didn't you reply?

This question...is there any problem?

Is she angry again?

He stood blankly for a while, and many confused and complicated thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

"Ding Dong—"

In the quiet room, the ringtone of the cell phone was particularly abrupt, and Mu Yan's fingertips trembled, and his eyes lowered quickly.

[Looking at fate, there is no favorite type. 】

【Ok. ] Mu Yan replied.

He felt that they were quite destined.

Mu Yan couldn't help thinking of the first time they met.

The rain was heavy that day. He temporarily found a place to hide from the rain. The girl under the eaves was wearing a white dress. He had noticed that she seemed to be watching him all the time.

She approached quietly and spoke to him.

"Did you not bring an umbrella?"

The girl's voice was soft and soft. He didn't respond, but she didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all. She was silent for a while before looking at the sky. Raindrops hit the ground and caused waves.

The girl said to herself.

"I don't know when the rain will stop."

Mu Yan remained ignorant, standing quietly, the sound of rain in his ears was pattering, and after a while, there was a sudden "crunchy" sound. He looked sideways, and the girl sat on the bench with her hand holding He was stuffing potato chips in his mouth.

She seemed to have noticed too, and looked over, her big crystal clear eyes blinked, she handed over the thing in her hand and asked him: "Eat it?"

"..."

The girl's beautiful peach lips were stained with scum from eating potato chips, but she didn't realize it at all, she still looked at him with big bright eyes.

Mu Yan couldn't help being amused. He quickly moved his eyes away and looked away. She didn't realize it, and started to "crunch" again.

That was the time when Mu Yan focused on a stranger for so long.

After that, no matter where he went, he seemed to be able to meet this person.

When she saw her talking to other boys, her mood was unspeakable, and she was faintly depressed.

Not a little, a lot.

Mu Yan knew.

For him, MuMian has long been the most important person in his heart, even if there is no fate - he can also create fate.

[Me too, I like fate. 】

Because I have fate, only you.