Guarding you in the fleeting years

  The seedlings are naturally curious, and they have discussed in private that the boss has so many admirers but is still single, wondering if there's something, cough, strange preferences, and today this sudden development is quite shocking!

  He Miao was pondering the feasibility of this matter, when the lovely intern brought over a cup of coffee and looked at her with a flattering expression.

  The wheat seedlings were speechless, and after passing the coffee, he smiled and said, "You just love to show off your cleverness."

  When the wheat seedlings knocked on the door and entered, they saw Nie Zhiyan lying on the office desk playing games. Seeing her seemed a bit embarrassed, she stood up and smiled at her in a friendly manner.

  He Miao put the coffee on the table, with a formulaic smile on his face, "Just brewed hot coffee, please use."

  He warmed his hands with a cup of coffee and said, "Thank you, I'm Nie Zhiyan."

  "Miss Nie is the boss's..."

  He thought for a moment with his head tilted, then smiled: "Hmmm... Lu Yiheng is chasing me!"

  What?!

  As soon as he walked out of the office door, he was surrounded by a crowd.

  "Rice seedling, rice seedling, what's going on? What's her relationship with the boss?"

  "Is it a relative or a girlfriend?"

  "What's she like? Is she very proud, very queen-like, and very arrogant?"

  "...you can't have a few good adjectives, this is typical envy and jealousy!"

  He Miaoyao's gaze swept over the crowd, and she spread her hands. "Her name is Nie Zhiyan, and she has a bit of an idol-like quality to her. Our boss, uh, is pursuing her."

  Then came a loud thud of something hitting the ground.

  More than three hours had passed since Lu Yiheng finished talking with the client, and outside the window was a sea of lights. Nie Zhiyan lay on the bed in the rest room, fast asleep.

  Head buried in the quilt, curled up into a small ball.

  It was as if the sunshine had lit up her heart, and she felt a faint sense of satisfaction. Lu Yiheng sat down beside her bed, gently patted her, and she slept soundly, not moving at all, making a low humming noise.

  "Chess... let me sleep for a while..."

  "Perseverance..."

  The night wind blew in through the open window, icy and cold. The white curtains fluttered in the night breeze. In the dimly lit room, Lu Yiheng sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, as if he had been carved into a stone statue.

  His hand maintained a gentle patting motion, suspended in mid-air, looking so eerie and out of place in the stillness of the night, like an awkward and strange brushstroke that had suddenly appeared on a perfect painting.

  After a long time, he finally withdrew his hand and walked out in silence.

  He thought, although there was still someone else's shadow in her dream, but finally there was him, wasn't there?

  He should be grateful, shouldn't he?

  At least she is by his side now. After so many years of waiting, it was just a hope that one day she could be within his reach. Now it has come true. One shouldn't be too greedy, right?

  He sat heavily in the chair, the black swivel chair shook violently and then returned to calmness. In the quiet night, Lu Yiheng closed his eyes painfully.

  "What time is it now? She got up from bed, still feeling a bit dizzy, and grumbled, "It's all because of this cold!"

  Out of the inner room, there was only a dim small lamp lit in the office, Lu Yiheng sat quietly on the swivel chair, with a tiny spark on his fingertips flickering weakly, making Nie Zhiyan stunned.

  He looked up at her, then extinguished the cigarette on his fingers and walked towards her with a faint smile, his voice as gentle as silk.

  "Are you hungry? They've all finished work, shall we go out and eat something first?"