Pei Mingzhan's habit of calling Zhao Yao only started after the amusement park. At first it was because Zhao Yao was too slow to reply to vx messages, and then it was logical to make a phone call every night. He had inquired about the situation with Uncle Wang. Recently, Zhao Yao's sleep quality is acceptable. It is rare to stay up until three or four o'clock before.
Since he started to pay attention to this matter, Pei Mingzhan has been talking to the doctor about the cause of insomnia. Although there is no way to directly inquire with Zhao Yao's psychiatrist, he probably understands the various causes of insomnia, but Most of the reasons are a bit contradictory to Zhao Yao, so far he still has no reason for Zhao Yao's frequent insomnia.
Zhao Yao seems to be easy to get along with, but in fact, he is more psychologically prepared than anyone else. Pei Mingzhan has not seen a young man who is a few years younger with this kind of mentality. It seems that no one trusts anyone, who shows kindness. You have to ask what happened. Zhao Yao's relationship with him is getting better before, but Pei Mingzhan still feels that there is an invisible wall between the two, and he can't forcefully break through, only let Zhao Yao come out from behind the wall.
As soon as the call was connected, Pei Mingzhan heard Zhao Yao's slightly tired voice, and there was no TV broadcast sound that could be heard in the phone, and it was very quiet.
"Are you asleep?" Pei Mingzhan paused slightly, and then scanned the watch. It was just after 11:30, one hour earlier than Zhao Yao's usual rest time.
The room was quiet, not even the light was turned on.
"No, what's the matter?" Zhao Yao opened his eyes, his voice was tired but calm.
Pei Mingzhan knew Zhao Yao's mood was not very good when he heard the tone of the words, and he could even say that he was a little abnormal, "It seems sleepy to hear you, have you caught a cold?"
Zhao Yao mentioned a bit of spirit: "No."
Pei Mingzhan felt that something was wrong. When he called recently, Zhao Yao occasionally took the initiative to talk to him about weekend arrangements or the theory written in certain books. But today Zhao Yao does not sound tired. Not even interested in the topic, "You sound like sleepy, should you rest early?"
The room was too quiet. He just noticed that it was almost half past 11 when he answered the phone, which means that since Zhao Changshuo left, he thought it had been nearly an hour.
He couldn't be more clear about this situation. If it weren't for Pei Mingzhan's call, he estimated that he would fall into insomnia again due to thinking tonight, and gradually overlap with a certain habit of his previous life.
This is the predicament he desperately wants to get rid of.
Zhao Yao was silent for a while, "Pei Mingzhan, you can talk to me, everything is fine."
"Okay, wait a minute." Pei Mingzhan paused, then turned back to the office under the eyes of the agent.
Only the sound-controlled lights in the aisle are left in the company, and the sound of leather shoes falling down echoes in the empty aisle.
The agent looked dumbfounded, and when he saw Pei Mingzhan look nervous, he thought something major had happened, "What's wrong with Old Pei, why do you look so bad?"
Isn't this all overtime over? What is Pei Mingzhan doing again?
Pei Mingzhan turned on the computer immediately after returning to the office. He added vx to Uncle Wang last time because of the H city's recipes, but now he is talking on the phone with his mobile phone and can only go back to the office and use the PC to ask about the situation. As soon as he logged on to vx, the agent there cautiously probed in to see the situation: "You made it clear, with your expression, I almost thought your company was going to close down."
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