You Are Deep in The Stars

However, something even more heartbreaking for Mr. Wang was yet to come. On Thursday night, Liu Chunchun had specially cooked a table full of dishes and tried to bribe Mr. Wang with delicious food in exchange for free time after work on Friday.

“Going to a school reunion?” Wang Yuanchen sucked the sparerib sauce off his finger and raised his eyes slightly. This was obviously a very common behaviour, but perhaps because Liu Chunchun had a guilty conscience, he actually saw a bit of danger in it.

“Will Bai Xi go?” Wang Yuanchen asked again.

“Of course, we all want to go.” Liu Chunchun nodded and helped him fill a bowl of delicious soup.

Wang Yuanchen continued to stare at him for a while, as if a cheetah was sizing up food.

Liu Chunchun was frightened. He felt that after eating such a meal, he would definitely have stomach cramps that night.

Fortunately, this possessive and aggressive gaze didn’t last long. Wang Yuanchen nodded. “Okay, do you need me to follow?”

“No need.” Liu Chunchun said quickly. “Brother Han will go too, so I won’t bother you.” Before Mr. Wang spoke, he took the initiative to promise, “I will definitely be back before nine o’clock.”

Wang Yuanchen agreed casually and continued to divide the braised pork ribs on the plate with a fork. After a while, he asked again about the specific content of the gathering of classmates.

“I didn’t have any friends,” he said, “and I didn’t go to parties.”

“Actually, it’s nothing. We just eat and sing karaoke together, brag and chat about the current situation.” Liu Chunchun took out a tissue and motioned for him to wipe his mouth. “Next time there’s a quiet little gathering that’s not noisy, I’ll take you with me.”

“I find that in your heart, I look like a middle-aged and elderly person.” Wang Yuanchen stood up, and when passing by Liu Chunchun’s chair, he reached out and touched his soft face. “The key words are quiet, not noisy, no smoking, no drinking. The best places to eat are not crowded.”

Liu Chunchun explained behind him, “I just feel that the gap between our living environments is a bit big.” Whether it was classmates eating hot pot and drinking wine and bragging, or aunts and uncles asking how much their salary was and whether they had a partner at the dinner table, they were all as full of noisy and messy people. The noble Mr. Wang couldn’t be put together with them, the difference equal to the earth and the gem planet.

Wang Yuanchen closed the bedroom door and did not comment on this sentence.

The next morning, Liu Chunchun deliberately got up half an hour early, helped Mr. Wang cook his favourite eggs Benedict, fried heart-shaped bacon, and served it with green asparagus, as close as possible to a five-star hotel special.

Wang Yuanchen finished enjoying it slowly, then nodded. “Barely passed.”

Liu Chunchun was flattered and said, “This is the first time you’ve praised me.”

“Then your definition of ‘praise’ is really low.” Wang Yuanchen crossed his legs and dismissed. “Go and change clothes.”

“Change clothes?” Liu Chunchun was puzzled. He lowered his head and glanced at himself. There was nothing wrong with his ordinary shirt and pullover.

Wang Yuanchen drank the last sip of coffee, stood up, picked him up with one hand, and carried him to the cloakroom. It was like a large apartment, most of it belonged to Mr. Wang. Liu Chunchun was only assigned a pitiful little cabinet. At that moment, Wang Yuanchen was rummaging through the small cabinet and finally found a brown bear-like plush cotton-padded jacket and a dark green sweater. He threw them to him and said, “Wear this.”

“This is what I wear when sweeping the floor and buying groceries.” Liu Chunchun refused. “It’s too ugly.”

“That’s why I say you have no sense of aesthetics.” Wang Yuanchen made a gesture with his finger, and Liu Chunchun’s back was immediately flooded with a cool breeze. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing on the carpet wearing a brown autumn coat.

“Don’t use your superpowers at this time!” Liu Chunchun collapsed.

However, Mr. Wang was in a good mood. He looked at Liu Chunchun in front of him, who looked like a lumberjack in a green sweater and brown coat with messy hair. He patted his chest with the back of his hand and said, “Quite fashionable.”

Liu Chunchun was stunned by him. He glanced in the mirror and began to doubt his own aesthetics.

However, it turned out that his aesthetics were not wrong this time. Not only his colleagues in the company, but also Bai Xi, were surprised and asked, “Did you travel back to the 1980s?”

“I don’t know.” Liu Chunchun was also very innocent. In addition to this ugly outfit, he also wore a pair of corduroy black pants, brown leather big-toe shoes, and a shiny back made of hairspray and mousse. The kind that couldn’t be blown away even by level 7 winds.

Bai Xi couldn’t help it: “Hahahahahahahahaha.”

Liu Chunchun: “… ”

“It’s nothing, it’s good.” After Bai Xi finished laughing, he comforted him without conscience, “Go to work quickly.”

Liu Chunchun reluctantly agreed, turned, and left the office. After he left, Bai Xi grabbed Mr. Han and whispered in a low voice, “Is he afraid that Chunchun will be abducted by his old classmate, so he dresses up in such a bad way?”

“It’s possible.” Han Zhuo nodded, handed the document to him again, and said with a smile, “But you should prepare for the meeting. We can talk about these things when we get home.”