Just as he was about to get out of the car, he suddenly heard Fu Jingfan calling him from behind.
Su Huaiming looked at Fu Jingfan with a puzzled expression.
Against the backdrop of darkness, Fu Jingfan's features appeared even more profound, his eyelashes casting faint shadows, and his eyes held no light as he sat alone in the car, his figure appearing lonely.
Su Huaiming pretended not to see the expectation in Fu Jingfan's eyes, gave a puzzled "hmm," and after receiving no response, he just smiled and immediately got out of the car.
Fu Jingfan stared at Su Huaiming's back through the car window, his gaze lingering for a long time.
Only after Su Huaiming's figure disappeared through the door did he turn his gaze away. After hesitating for a few seconds, he started the car.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt two knocks on the car window.
Fu Jingfan turned his head, his eyes reflecting Su Huaiming's figure.
For some reason, Su Huaiming came back.
Fu Jingfan rolled down the car window and asked, "Did you forget something?"
Su Huaiming smiled, said nothing, and reached his arm through the car window to gently cup Fu Jingfan's face in his hands.
Fu Jingfan was stunned.
Su Huaiming raised an eyebrow slightly, leaned forward, and planted a kiss on Fu Jingfan's lips.
They separated in an instant, so quickly that Fu Jingfan didn't even have time to react.
Su Huaiming straightened up again. Seeing Fu Jingfan's stunned expression, he was in a good mood, his eyebrows curving into a smile, his eyes reflecting the entire Milky Way.
He gently shook Fu Jingfan's head with his hand, as if coaxing a child, his tone as gentle as a night breeze.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Chapter 87
Su Huaiming sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly at the night view outside the window, utterly dejected.
If he had another chance, he would never have kissed Fu Jingfan ten minutes ago.
Thinking of the warm and comfortable bed that was gradually fading away, Su Huaiming felt resentful. He turned his head and looked at Fu Jingfan with a hint of reproach, "Weren't you going to the company to handle some business? Why did you have to take me with you?"
"There's a lounge next to the office," Fu Jingfan said softly, noticing Su Huaiming's emotional state. "It's fully equipped; you can sleep there."
Su Huaiming wasn't buying it. "I'm already downstairs. I can go upstairs to sleep. You insist on making me go to the company. Isn't that going the long way around? Besides, the lounge is definitely not as comfortable as home."
Fu Jingfan knew he had gone too far, but he didn't want to repent. He said, "I want you to come with me."
"..."
This was too abrupt, but Su Huaiming wasn't angry. He said with a wry smile, "You're going to work, and I know absolutely nothing about this. I can't help you at all. Besides, while you're busy, I'm sound asleep. Are you sure I have a positive influence on you?"
"Yes." Fu Jingfan was still driving, focused on the road ahead. He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something but then hesitated, and simply said, "Just this once."
Su Huaiming crossed his arms and looked at Fu Jingfan with a scrutinizing gaze, reluctantly believing his words.
It's too far from the apartment now. Even if Fu Jingfan drops him off, he'll still need to take a taxi back, and there's a chance the driver will recognize him.
Moreover, he has always had good sleep quality, so he should be able to fall asleep quickly in the company's break room.
Su Huaiming knew that Fu Jingfan was a workaholic who enjoyed it and wished he could spend all his time working, but he had improved a lot recently.
Fearing that Fu Jingfan might relapse into his old ways, Su Huaiming looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Is the work very troublesome? How long will it take to process?"
"It's not troublesome." Fu Jingfan turned to look at Su Huaiming, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "It can be taken care of tomorrow."
Su Huaiming nodded, then asked, "So you won't be working overtime again tomorrow night, will you?"
Fu Jingfan paused, the streetlight shining through the car window, a strange light flashing in his eyes. "You don't want me to go?"
Su Huaiming nodded. "Work should be balanced with rest. You've worked so hard today, so you need to rest well tomorrow to avoid harming your health."
Looking at Su Huaiming's serious expression, Fu Jingfan clearly realized that the two of them were thinking about different things, and smiled helplessly.
Su Huaiming, however, did not notice this, and only relaxed a little after receiving Fu Jingfan's reply.
When we arrived at the Fu Group building, almost all the lights in the building were off, and only security guards were patrolling.
Fu Jingfan had his own elevator, and without alerting anyone, they went to the top-floor office.
Su Huaiming had been here before, but he was still somewhat hesitant and didn't explore the place thoroughly. Now that he was back in the office, Su Huaiming was like a curious child, wanting to investigate everything.
Fu Jingfan did not speak to stop him. He sat at his desk, looking at Su Huaiming with a smile in his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes softening.
The office had a cool, minimalist style, mainly in black, white, and gray. It was nighttime, and darkness, like mist, floated in the air, enveloping the entire office. Only vague outlines of things in the corners could be seen. But because of Su Huaiming's presence, Fu Jingfan's eyes were filled with a different kind of color.
Fu Jingfan stared intently at Su Huaiming, but before Su Huaiming could notice, he quickly looked away and focused on his work.
Su Huaiming glanced at the time, not wanting to go to sleep immediately. He picked up a book, leaned back on the sofa closest to his desk, and wanted to keep Fu Jingfan.
After reading for a while, Su Huaiming felt a little thirsty. His eyes remained on the book as he groped around on his desk, looking for a cup.
Instead of touching the cold glass, my fingertips were enveloped by a hot force.
Su Huaiming's arm froze, and he raised his head blankly.
Fu Jingfan wore gold-rimmed glasses, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, his expression was extremely focused, and his lips were twisted into a thin line, revealing a cold and indifferent feeling.
Contrary to his appearance, her hand intimately and domineeringly encircled his wrist, and she even mischievously kneaded his tiger's mouth with her fingertips, slowly moving upwards, stroking his fingertips with a light but firm touch.
Su Huaiming's fingers felt weak and even his bones felt numb; he could barely lift a single finger.
Su Huaiming's skin was fair, and the areas where Fu Jingfan had rubbed against him had a faint pinkish tinge. Fu Jingfan held his soft fingertips in his hand, playing with each finger one by one, kneading the delicate skin into different shapes.
Su Huaiming couldn't take it anymore and glared at Fu Jingfan.
Fu Jingfan, however, was completely oblivious, still intently looking at the documents on the table, his expression serious, as if he were no longer aware of anything else around him.
Su Huaiming paused for a few seconds, then leaned over the table, wanting to wave his hand in front of Fu Jingfan, but seeing how serious Fu Jingfan was, he was afraid of disturbing him, so he just shook his head, looking at Fu Jingfan's expression from a different angle.
Fu Jingfan remained oblivious to him, while Su Huaiming nodded thoughtfully.
When students are doing their homework, they sometimes can't help but pick at their erasers or play with their fingers. Fu Jingfan probably did the same, treating his hands like toys.
Seeing Fu Jingfan so focused, Su Huaiming couldn't bear to disturb him. Besides, he figured that if he were more efficient, he could finish his work earlier and Fu Jingfan could sleep a little longer.
Since Su Huaiming couldn't help Fu Jingfan, he could only cooperate more in such small matters. He moved closer to the desk, afraid that Fu Jingfan would feel uncomfortable when playing with his fingers.
After Su Huaiming finished doing all this, he didn't look at Fu Jingfan anymore; his mind was completely absorbed by the book in his hand.
He really liked the book and wanted to read another chapter, which would also keep Fu Jingfan. However, his biological clock was too strong. When the time came, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, his mind became muddled, and he swayed on the sofa, almost falling asleep.
Fu Jingfan somehow appeared in front of Su Huaiming caught his head in time, preventing him from hitting the hard desk.
Su Huaiming felt the warmth on his cheek and became a little more awake, looking at Fu Jingfan with sleepy eyes.
Fu Jingfan put the book aside and said, "Read the book tomorrow. Don't stay here any longer; go and get some rest."
Su Huaiming yawned, glanced at the time, and was immediately persuaded. He shuffled towards the lounge, disregarding his image, and slipped on his shoes.
Fu Jingfan used to work until late at night and would sleep in the lounge, which was fully equipped and spacious enough to be used as a small living room.
After washing up, Su Huaiming didn't go straight to sleep. Instead, he came out of the lounge to check on Fu Jingfan again.
Unexpectedly, he almost bumped into Fu Jingfan as soon as he pushed open the door.
Fu Jingfan looked down at Su Huaiming, his eyes appearing even darker in the night, filled with unspeakable emotions that seemed exceptionally profound.
Fu Jingfan's gaze slowly slid down from Su Huaiming's eyebrows and eyes, only to be obscured by his collar, before he leisurely withdrew his gaze.
He reached out and gently pinched Su Huaiming's earlobe until it turned a blush that pleased him. Then, under Su Huaiming's displeased gaze, he slowly moved his fingers upwards, his fingertips passing through Su Huaiming's hair, feeling its warmth and dryness.
After making sure his hair was completely dry, Fu Jingfan said gently, "Go to sleep early."
Su Huaiming didn't go back immediately. He glanced at the open office door and asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going out to get a document." Fu Jingfan, as if worried that Su Huaiming might be scared being alone there, added, "I'll be right back."
"Are you going to work all night?" Su Huaiming felt a pang of guilt, thinking about how Fu Jingfan was busy with official business while he was sound asleep.
Fu Jingfan wanted Su Huaiming to feel more sorry for him, but looking at Su Huaiming's expression, he found himself the one who felt sorry for him. His words changed as he spoke, "It's not much. I'll rest after I'm done."
Su Huaiming stared at him for a few seconds before looking away, it was unclear whether he believed him or not.
Fu Jingfan waited until Su Huaiming returned to the lounge before pushing open the door and walking out.
Fifteen minutes later, he reappeared in the office.
The office was silent, and the door to the break room was tightly closed. Fu Jingfan only needed to glance at it to know that Su Huaiming had already gone back to sleep.
He took the documents and walked towards his desk, but stopped abruptly when he saw what was on the coffee table.
In the 15 minutes he was gone, the coffee table, which had been empty, was almost completely filled.
On the far left is a cup of hot coffee, still steaming, clearly freshly made.
Next to it was a bag of soft toast, followed by an eye mask, a blanket, a cushion, and a massage device that seemed to have been found somewhere.
Seeing all this, Fu Jingfan looked thoughtfully at the closed door, a slight smile playing on his lips, his heart filled with a sweet feeling, as if he had eaten honey.
Su Huaiming was accompanying him in this way.
Clumsy, making people laugh and cry at the same time, but also quite adorable.
Fu Jingfan carefully picked up the items from the coffee table and painstakingly carried them one by one to his desk.
After sitting down, he took a sip of coffee, savoring the taste on his tongue, before picking up his pen again to continue his official duties.
*****
Su Huaiming was very sleepy, but after washing up, his mind became much clearer.
He lay on the soft bed, the pillow and blankets still carrying Fu Jingfan's scent, as if he were being gently held in Fu Jingfan's arms.
Su Huaiming rolled over, buried his nose in the blanket, squinted his eyes slightly, and sniffed deeply like a puppy.
After doing all this, he realized that his actions were a bit perverted, and his ears turned red. He quickly crawled out of the blanket.
He turned over, trying to banish these thoughts from his mind and fall asleep quickly, but instead became even more awake.
Su Huaiming sighed helplessly, looking at the ceiling in the darkness, somewhat conflicted about whether to go out and keep Fu Jingfan.
He's very awake now, but he'll definitely get sleepy later, which will bother Fu Jingfan and disrupt his work even more.
Su Huaiming dismissed the idea, picked up his phone, and aimlessly opened Weibo, trying to kill some time.
He had just clicked into the trending topics when he unexpectedly saw his and Fu Jingfan's names.