"Dr. Gu, not picking up your little boyfriend today?" In the office, a young woman leaned against Gu Zijin's desk, holding a cup.
He picked up his phone to check the time. Five thirty-it was time for dinner, too.
The last message on his phone was still the lunch photo Ren Wuyang had sent that morning.
The motherland's little flower bud (Yangbao): Zijin, our school cafeteria has tiramisu today! Do you want some? I'll save you a slice.
My teacher just told me cake doesn't taste good if you leave it too long, so I ate it all. I'll buy you more when you get off work tonight. ❃ႣᄎႣ❃
His gaze lingered on the final emoticon for a long time. Gu Zijin pressed and held to copy and save it, then replied to Ren Wuyang: I'm off work now. I'll come pick you up. Get your things together and think about what you want for dinner.
"Heading home, Brother Gu?"
"See you, Gu. Bring your little boyfriend over again sometime."
"Brother Gu, I promised your little boyfriend last time that I'd make him cookies. Give me a heads-up next time you bring him over so I can make some and bring them in."
In the office, whenever anyone saw Gu Zijin heading out with his coat, he was invariably going to pick up his little boyfriend.
Ren Wuyang had only visited a few times, but he had left quite an impression on everyone else in the office. After all, college boys that sweet and innocent were a rare sight.
In truth, Gu Zijin and Ren Wuyang were not officially together yet. But the few times he had brought Ren Wuyang to the office, Gu Zijin's attitude had been clear enough that anyone would have taken them for a couple. Since