Seventh Message

It was as if the afterglow of the kiss still lingered in the air.

In the office, you ate your meal with your head down, your spoon fiddling with the rice in your lunchbox without taking many bites.

Your mind kept drifting back to that kiss, the moment when your breaths met each other's, and your heart beating so fast that it's a little surreal. You raised your eyes quietly, your gaze going to the person across from you.

The CEO ate naturally, even calmly pouring a cup of tea, just catching your stolen glance as he raised his eyes. He chuckled lightly, seemingly pleased with your little gesture.

"Why don't you eat? No appetite?"

You snapped back to your senses and shook your head hastily, looking down as you continued to eat, the tips of your ears burning.

"What are you thinking?"His tone was gentle, as if he was tempting you to say something.

Your embarrass to tell the truth, "Thinking about work."

The CEO didn't reveal you, but just smiled slightly and raised a finger to the corner of his mouth, signaling, "There is rice grain at the corner of your mouth."

You subconsciously raised your hand to wipe it off, only to realize that you hadn't gotten any grains of rice at all. You glared at him, but he suddenly got up and moved closer towards you, kissing the corner of your mouth.

His lips fell just slightly, with a mischievous undertone. You froze in your hand movements, your eyes widening as you forgot to swallow the food in your mouth.

"Now it gone."

He sat back as if nothing had happened, the kiss seemed like a most usual gesture to him.

You froze and looked at him, unable to say a word, your heart beating like thunder.

"You..."The confusion of your thoughts prevented you from organizing your words.

He looked at the flustered you, a hint of a smile flashing under his eyes, "Want me to check again? Hmm?"

You looked away, raising your hand to tuck a strand of hair around your ear, the tips of your ears burned.

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Upon returning to your workstation, you felt as if the air around you has become extraordinarily different. Absentmindedly, you flipped through the papers, trying to keep yourself focused, but your thoughts couldn't help but drifted back to what you had just did with CEO.

At this moment, the male secretary walked over with a hint of flirtation on his face, "You and the CEO, something's not right today."

You alertly asked, "Where is not right?"

"It's ..."The male secretary narrowed his eyes and looked you up and down, "You guys, aren't you ...?"

You almost dropped the pen in your hand and shook your head in a hurry, "No! Absolutely not!"

"I haven't even asked yet, why are you so suspicious? The male secretary stared at you with a skeptical gaze.

You hurriedly lowered your head and pretended to concentrate on your work. The senior secretary pulled him away and said to him, "Keep embarrassing her if you want to get fired by the CEO!"

Male secretary: ...? So it's true, between them ...

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office, the curtains covering the glass window are raised, and his eyes occasionally fell on you through the glass window.

The male secretary's action of just approaching you made him frown, and he noticed that you were working somewhat uneasily with your head down, but occasionally glancing in his direction, and his furrowed brows stretched out again.

The corners of his mouth turn up slightly, his fingertips touching the rim of his glass as he seemed to be pondering something.

A few seconds later, he picked up his phone and sent you a message using that anonymous app. Your phone vibrated and you opened it to see that short sentence on the screen.

"Remember to drink water this afternoon."

You hesitated, tapped the word, and sent it.

You, "Uh-huh."

A few seconds later, the other person sent another one.

"Just 'hmm'?"

Your gripping on your phone tightened slightly. This person...

"You too."

He replies, "Good girl."

You, "You already know all that, why don't you use another way to contact me?"

You look curiously at the CEO, who in his seat and met your eyes through the glass window, pointing to the cell phone in his hand. You looked at his reply in your own phone.

"This way makes it thrilling."

You looked around sheepishly, hoping nobody saw it...Unbeknownst to you, your every move is being watched by your coworkers.

The male secretary spoke up for himself, "So these two were staging an idol drama plot before? Thanks to me helping to speak up, no wonder the CEO doesn't like me ..."

The senior secretary raised her own glasses with an inscrutable face and swept the non-existent dust from her clothes, "See, I'm the smartest."

By the way, what benefits would she have if sending the photos and videos that had taken last time to CEO?

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In the evening, you organized your things and prepared to leave work. Just as you walked out of the company's front door, you heard someone behind you calling your name.

You turned back and saw the CEO standing in the doorway, casually playing with the car keys in his hand, his gaze slowly falling on you.

"I'll give you a ride."He said it naturally.

Your footsteps stopped slightly, thinking of refusing, but in his gaze, the words were swallowed again, and in the end, you just nodded gently.

In the car was a little quiet. You looked at the neon lights on the street and couldn't help but speak, "Today...Thank you."

The CEO looked at you sideways and casually said, "Thank you for what?"

"Just...For the lunch break today."You whispered.

The red light came on, and he slowly slammed on the brakes, his slender fingers gently tapping the steering wheel, a hint of flirtation in his tone, "So, are you thanking for lunch, or for ...that kiss?"

Heat spread in your cheeks, you turning your head to glare at him, "You've had enough!"

He smiled softly and stopped teasing you. A delicate sentiment flows through the air, like in a night breeze blowing through, soft but impossible to ignore the touch.

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When you got home, you breathed a sigh of relief and reached over to turn on the lights. Seeing yourself in the mirror across the room, your cheeks still have the heat that just colored them, your fingertips touched the corners of your mouth, and the memories instantly came tumbling back, the deep eyes, the close breathing ...You shook your head and told yourself to calm down. Walking into the bathroom, you saw even more reddened cheeks in the mirror.

After a good shower, the urge to contact him came over you. You opened your phone to checked the anonymous app that sent a notification.

Him: "Do you regret what happened today?"

You hold your breath, staring at the message, your fingertips hanging on the screen, hesitantly to reply.

After a long time, you took a deep breath and finally knocked down word.

You: "No."

A few seconds later, the other person sent another message.

Him: 'So, next time can also?

You bit your lip, your finger hesitating on the screen for a moment before you finally typed back.

You: "... We'll see."

He couldn't resist calling you, and your heart leapt with joy when you got his call.

"Won't you want to talk to me?"He asked expectantly.

"I don't want to tell you!"Across the phone, you're still just as shy to say what's on your mind.

He read your mind and didn't hesitate to say:

"I know you want to."

The night was gentle, like the warmth hidden in his words.