Jade's forehead was against Claire's shoulder, and the breath he exhaled was warm, slow and even. Claire's blood seemed to have undergone a qualitative change, like sticky and hot magma, and the crimson color quickly climbed from her earlobes to her cheeks. She was like a hard wooden board, allowing Jade to lean on her and do whatever he wanted.
Jade was unaware of the outside world. She tilted her head slightly, messing up her seaweed-like hair and rubbing it into a small tuft on top of her head. At this time, Jade restrained her usual fangs during the day, like a kitten that had taken off its guard, making people want to pat her. A dream talk made Claire's raised hand freeze in mid-air again. Jade said something inarticulately, and Claire leaned over and got close to her to listen to her dream talk.
Jade felt her movement and moved a little. Claire happened to be close to her lips. She only felt a cold and soft object brushing against her earlobe. The touch at that moment was like a strong electric current. Before she could move, Jade's two slender arms hugged her from behind.
The pleasant cold fragrance was mixed with the smell of Chinese medicinal herbs. Claire had a sister who was born with congenital deficiencies, and she also smelled of these Chinese medicinal herbs. Because she was born with congenital deficiencies, she had been relying on Chinese medicine for years, and after years of soaking in medicine jars, she was stained with the smell of medicine.
"Don't go." Jade suddenly spoke, interrupting Claire's thoughts.
She sighed, and helplessly pulled Jade's arm, trying to communicate: "Leader, can I take you back to the room?"
Jade seemed to understand, and her arms dropped. Claire took a few steps forward, but Jade did not move, and she did not respond when he spoke to her again.
Claire pinched the hem of her clothes, hesitated for a moment, put one hand around Jade's waist, and passed the other hand under her legs to pick her up. Claire often worked out, so she easily held Jade in her arms. Jade was lighter than she looked, and holding her in her arms made Claire's ribs hurt. After putting Jade on her bed, she quickly curled herself up into a small ball. Claire minored in psychology in college and knew that this was a sign of Jade's lack of security.
The smell of the Chinese medicinal herbs reminded Claire of her sister. She glanced at Jade in the dim night, and as if possessed by a ghost, she reached out and poked her cheek. Jade made a light "hmm" sound and took advantage of the situation to grab Claire's hand.
The hand, as warm as mutton-fat jade, held her tightly, neither loosely nor tightly. He pressed his forehead against her knuckles. Claire waited until Jade's breathing became steady again before trying to pull his hand out little by little.
But it didn't work.
As soon as she moved, Jade would immediately frown as if frightened. Perhaps she was having a nightmare and regarded Claire's hand as the only life-saving floating board.
Claire was easily influenced. Normally, when someone asked her to do something, she didn't need to ask much. Just showing her own pain could arouse her protective psychology. Claire herself knew that this mentality was too easy to be manipulated, and she had changed 70% to 80%. But when she saw Jade, that 70% to 80% suddenly dropped to zero.
It’s all because Jade has a similar disease to her sister, and it’s all because Jade is so beautiful.
Claire stretched out his other hand, pulled over a chair, and sat down in front of Jade's bed. He waited until Jade fell into a deep sleep before he gently pulled his hand away and went back to his room to sleep.
****
The next day, Claire almost overslept.
When she arrived at the office with her hair barely combed on the subway and dark circles under her eyes, Grace, who was working at the next desk to her, was surprised and said, "Oh my God, Qiuqiu, why do you look so haggard? Did you work overtime last night?"
She couldn't tell her that she had held her boss Jade's hand and sat there until late at night. If she really told her that, Claire would become a celebrity in the office, and she didn't want to be the topic of conversation, so she had to keep the fact that she shared a house with Jade a secret.
So he hummed vaguely.
Grace sighed, "It's really not easy to be an intern," and said nothing more. There was a problem with an order in the group, and everyone was very busy.
Claire was drawing on the computer, and after a while, he began to doze off.
"Claire, Manager Sheng wants you to go to her office." Claire suddenly woke up, looked up and stood up, and saw the person who delivered the message looking at her with compassion in his eyes.
Not only him, but everyone else in the office also stopped what they were doing after hearing this and cast a few brief, silent glances at her.
The sales of the latest batch of products launched on the market were very dismal. The design department and the sales department passed the buck to each other, and in the end no one stepped forward to take the blame. Jade was the manager of the sales department, and she found Claire, an intern in the production department, and it seemed that she was indeed going to take the blame.
It is best to control the interns who have just joined the company because they have insufficient social experience and no background.
Claire faced these sympathetic eyes and twitched her lips, "Okay, I understand."
"Go quickly, don't keep Manager Sheng waiting for too long."
Claire responded and knocked on the glass door of Manager Sheng's office with confusion.
Just as a voice came from the glass door: "Come in." The voice was cold and distant, like ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, freezing people's bones. This kind of cold and condescending pressure was the first time that Claire encountered it, and she finally understood why her colleagues observed a moment of silence for her.
Everyone would subconsciously be afraid of and stay away from someone like Jade.
Claire pushed the door open and asked, "Boss, are you looking for me?"
Jade wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her nose and a black professional suit. She looked capable and mature, with a touch of heroism in her style. When she heard someone talking, she moved her eyes away from the computer screen. When she saw the person in front of her, her cold eyes softened a little. She raised the document to Claire and said, "Sit down."
Claire pulled out a stool and sat opposite her. In the past, everyone who entered her office was always trembling with fear, but this was the first one who was so calm.
Jade stared at the dark circles under Claire's eyes. "Didn't you get enough rest last night? Did I disturb you?"
Claire was silent for a moment, holding her hand tightly. It was indeed not "noisy". Jade probably didn't know that she was sleepwalking. If she said it rashly, it would only make the two of them more embarrassed. So she said: "No, I suffer from insomnia occasionally."
Jade didn't ask any more questions. She took out a box of concealer from her bag and walked to Claire. She opened the lid with a snap, moistened the paste with her fingers, and gently applied it under Claire's eyes.
The warm fingers gently poked her, and as she leaned forward slightly, the smell of cosmetics mixed with Jade's unique cold fragrance hit her face. Claire forgot to avoid it for a moment, "You have too many dark circles under your eyes. You should pay attention to your image when working in our company."
Claire looked at the "culprit" in front of him and curled the corners of his mouth.
After covering up the dark circles, Jade did not sit back. Claire raised her hand and pressed the place where Jade had applied concealer to her and asked, "Leader, what's wrong?"
Jade tilted her head, "Do you want me to tie your hair for you?"
Claire should have refused, but looking at Jade, he somehow agreed: "Okay."
Jade took out a comb from the drawer and walked around behind Claire. Her movements were very gentle, and her fingers occasionally scratched Claire's neck. The warm fingertips were as smooth as silk. Claire saw Jade in the reflection of the glass. She lowered her head slightly and looked very serious.
Claire curled his fingers in his knees and said, "Are you ready, leader?"
Jade quickly tied the black hairband on her wrist behind Claire and said, "Okay, let's talk about sharing the house..."
It turned out that she was called to the office for this matter. Claire suddenly realized and immediately said, "No, don't worry, leader, I won't say anything nonsense."
Jade was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, this time the new product was launched but the sales were dismal, do you have any thoughts on this?"
Claire looked at Jade, not looking like he was going to embarrass her, and said, "In fact, the design of this product is indeed a little off the target group. When the next batch is produced, we can make some slight changes based on the original style. The unsold goods in this batch can be used as promotional gifts after the next batch is produced to reduce losses."
When Claire returned to his workstation, Grace came over immediately and asked, "Qiuqiu, are you okay?"
Claire shook his head, "It's okay."
"Manager Sheng didn't make things difficult for you?"
"No."
Grace was a little surprised, "Didn't she come to you to take the blame?"
"no."
Hearing her answer, other people in the office also cast curious glances at her. Grace continued to ask, "Then why did she look for you?"
"Manager Sheng tied my hair up to cover my dark circles. He said I should pay attention to my appearance when working in our company."
Grace and other colleagues looked at each other and stopped talking.
****
After get off work, Claire walked out with a few colleagues as usual. When they were in the company building, several people were talking about their boyfriends, and Claire was completely isolated. After walking out of the revolving door, one of them suddenly talked about Jade.
When they talked about Jade, they just kept saying the same few words. Claire put his hands in his pockets and still didn't participate in their discussion.
Seeing that Claire was walking faster and faster, Grace quickly called her: "Qiuqiu, why are you walking so fast? You don't have to be so anxious to squeeze into the subway."
Claire stopped smiling and didn't answer.
One of them stared at Claire and suddenly said, "Qiuqiu, we are telling you this because we treat you as our good friend. Jade is a woman, and she can become a department manager at the age of 26. What do you think she relies on? Manager Zhang in our department used to be her good friend and treated her sincerely, but what about her? She actually tried to steal Manager Zhang's boyfriend just to win the order."
Claire lowered his head, listening to their chattering. Jade felt a little annoyed and was about to find an excuse to leave, but Grace and the others suddenly stopped talking.
"Hello, Manager Sheng...Hello, you just got off work too?"
Claire looked up and saw Jade leaning against the car body, looking at them through the lenses with a half-smile in his eyes.
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