C65 A set of enlightened caricatures

Yes, since there is a limit to my love, and it is not complete, then I will leave it to others.

The others are more suitable than I am, not maybe this time, but definitely.

He said he likes you...

Gu Zhen left the banquet first and returned home. She saw Gu Li still heating up the leftover food from yesterday. Since Gu Ruoyun was planning to go to the dinner party today, she didn't need to prepare any food for the two of them. With how lazy she was, she would choose to heat up the rest of the food to fill her stomach.

He had saved both money and energy. Previously, when he was allowed to stay in the inn, from Monday to Friday, only Gu Li was at home. Therefore, she didn't want to eat it, instead, she just wanted to cook some sausages.

Gu Ke pushed open the door and walked into the living room. He glanced at Gu Li, who was eating her leftovers, without saying a word. Normally, he would say, "Sis, don't always have cold meals, at least have something fresh to eat. If you are tired and don't want to buy food, ask me to get Aunt Wang next door to buy something light as well."

But now, without turning around, he walked into his room.

He was afraid that her heart would beat too fast. In such a quiet room, Gu Li would be able to tell that something was wrong.

He entered his room, touched his heart, and thumped his feet. Zhang Heng had just done that kind of thing to him, and there was also Yeshi who told him that he liked Zhang Heng.

Heartache. Anger.

He did not know what had happened to him. He felt that because of this sort of thing — hearing that people liked Zhang Heng — he had been swayed, and then had obviously avoided Zhang Heng.

He felt that he was very inferior … And it was also very unfair to Zhang Heng. He left without a word.

Gu Ke took out his phone. He wanted to send a text message to Zhang Heng to explain the situation tonight, but he didn't know what to say.

Could it be: "I can't respond to too much love, so I'm sorry, I want to leave you"?

Gu Zhen was lying on the bed like a fetus in a womb.

Every time, Zhang Heng always had his own plans for himself, and when he thought about it, his own affairs came second to none. Every time, seven years ago, seven years later.

Regardless of how he showed no signs of emotion, or whether he was cold, indifferent, or unresponsive, Zhang Heng would always patiently come to his side and continue circling around him. As if he were his sun, he was the earth, and it was only right that the earth revolved around the sun.

However, this sort of principle was very guilty.

Zhang Heng did not need to be so nice to him. He and Zhang Heng were both men, so even if they ended up together, what could he do? With the eyes of the people and the obstruction of the Zhang family, the two of them would have a tough time.

Since it was hard work, then he might as well not be together back then.

Because, love one person, do not want to let another person hurt and pain.

— — Wait …

I don't want to hurt another person? Why? I don't want Zhang Heng to be hurt?

Gu Yue suddenly thought of this. He immediately sat up from the bed and took out a stack of draft papers from the bedside table. Then, he flipped open a blank page and listed a number of equations — —

Don't want him hurt. Love someone. Love Zhang Heng?

"I love …"

It can't be? Gu must be a straight-A student, or one of those literary tyrants, is like Beethoven, so he doesn't know how to make a detour, so why did he suddenly fall in love with it? There didn't seem to be any traces of it?

The reason why Gu Qishao thought so was because Gu Qishao had been with Zhang Heng all day long, and Zhang Heng had been flirting with him all day long. Gu Ke had only felt that Zhang Heng seemed to really like him, but was that kind of liking a playful and playful kind of love? Just like seven years ago, adolescent boys have a brotherly liking for boys who had help on their first transfer, right? Is it this feeling?

But, seven years later, would that feeling change? Will there be a qualitative change?

His mind began to spin. In fact, there were two major doubts that Gu Qishao had never understood. Why did Zhang Heng like him? Did he like Zhang Heng?

Actually, those with high EQ all knew that Zhang Hengfeng naturally liked to be accurate, but he was definitely a child with low EQ. They didn't know if Zhang Hengfeng's ambiguous actions were intentional or unintentional.

Gu Jue didn't want to think about it anymore, so he decided to take a shower and sleep. He would think about it tomorrow. During the college entrance exam, when one encountered such tiring questions, one had to rest for fifteen minutes before the inspiration would burst forth.

"…" Gu Zhen put down his pen and paper and walked to the wardrobe. He was about to take some clothes to shower. Right next to the wardrobe was his bookshelf. On top of the bookshelf, there was a whole row of caricatures that Zhang Erheng had given him.

That day, it seemed like it was still daytime at work. Everyone in the office was busy with their own tasks. Unless it was a special situation, no one would disturb anyone. Even in the CEO's office, Zhang Heng was surprisingly free today. Because all the decisions, signatures, and plans that needed to be discussed were all coming over together next week, so he was pretty free today.

Thus, he turned on the computer, put on the headphones and turned on the crossword as he looked at the text inside with great interest.

The worst part was that Zhang Henggong's expression was the same when he saw some exciting plot, or a sugar-filled plot — an expression of appreciation or appreciation, as he subtly observed every word of the story. Even when he was reading comics, he would use this expression to observe every segment, every dialog box, as if there was something very important to be studied, the key detail that would propel the development of the story in the future.

So the so-called three episodes of the law, Zhang Erheng had accumulated a lot of experience in this way, so he read one book is equivalent to reading ten books. If he read through the entire book seriously, then the book's true value would be very high.

Gu Ke occasionally raised his head to look at Zhang Heng and felt that his boss had finally changed. Although Zhang Heng had always been very serious about his work, he just didn't seem serious in front of Gu Zhen.

What broke the silence was the long string of urgent ringtones in the office. Gu Zhen immediately picked it up and listened attentively to the message from the receptionist on the phone.

Gu Zhen hung up the phone and calmly said, "Boss, your express delivery."

"Yeah, let them put it on the front desk."

"..." "Boss, the sender added some money for me to sign the delivery company."

Zhang Heng stopped moving his mouse and looked up at Gu Ke, "... What courier is so important? Take my CEO card and get the express delivery. "

"…" After all, the CEO was willful. So, he put his hands on Zhang Heng's shoulders and walked around the back of his neck. Then he took off the CEO's badge and walked out of the office.

"Eh?" Zhang Heng touched the back of his neck. That touch just now was a call, but didn't he already take off his name plate?

Why did the CEO have to bring a work card to work? Since the company had no previous system of employee tokens, Zhang was determined to reform it after he became a young president, so he added the system. Thanks to this system, the company's internal security and productivity had been increased, so it was possible that the CEO was registered, or that the CEO would remember his name.

Now that the employee has a work card, as the CEO he doesn't have a work card to be estranged from... The CEO then handed her own photo to a colleague in the HR department, asking her to make a work card for herself as well.

The colleague blushed and took Zhang Heng's photo with his heart pounding — Oh my god! All the photos were so handsome!

Then, of course, it was Zhang Heng's work card that was successfully made. As for the cost of the work, the president didn't have to pay the few dollars in change.

So henceforth, Zhang Heng hung it up to work daily punching cards, very abiding by the rules and regulations. So Zhang Heng's personal demonstration, this staff card system is also implemented very well, daily card punching off work, everyone will not be late early leave, the company's performance and efficiency rise day by day.

A few minutes later, Gucker came up with the courier and handed it to Zhang. Zhang Heng took the courier and looked at the sender's name and address.

It turned out to be a multinational express delivery from Japan, and it was even the teasing owner, Plum Blossom Bamboo Horse.

Gu also noticed that the address of the mail was from Japan, so he asked, "Boss, did you buy skin care products from Japan?"

"Why do you say that?" After all, he knew that both Japan and Korea were popular with domestic women because of their high quality skincare products.

But in the next second, Zhang Heng was able to guess Gu Ke's answer – how could that be possible?

"Because my sister has been looking for someone to buy them for her."

"…" Well, I should have known.

Zhang Heng opened the courier and found that it was the set of cartoons that his friend the shop manager had said he would send him. It was a complete series of the first series of BL cartoons that Gu Ke had seen.

Zhang Heng said, "Your cartoon."

"Huh?" Gu Ke took a closer look. It was actually the cartoon set he had enjoyed reading on his previous trip to Japan!

"For me?"

"No, I'll borrow it." Zhang Heng was certain that he knew that childhood sweetheart of his who loved books as if they were his own, especially those that were secretly kept in a small attic on the second floor. He had been willing to pack them up for international express delivery, and had even personally offered to sign them, which seemed to be a relatively valuable offer, but he was also willing to lend them to Gu Ke to look at.

Upon hearing that it was a loan, Gu Yin wrinkled his brows. He quickly calculated the living expenses for this month in his mind. Because since it's a loan, of course we can repay it if we borrow … But the freight was so expensive... He wanted to eat the earth and drink the wind.

"I'll pay for you. Besides, you won't send it by courier, right?" Zhang Heng said.

Gu Ke shook his head. "That's not good."

"Then split it evenly."

Gu Ke quickly calculated in his mind. He felt that the price after the allocation was reasonable, so he nodded in agreement.

But how can I thank Zhang Heng?