I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

the other side.

He Ying finished packing her luggage.

She stood up and walked around the room, checking to see if she had forgotten anything.

I'm going to Qingshun County to report for duty next Monday, so this apartment in the provincial capital will be empty for a long time.

When she entered the bedroom, her gaze fell on the bed sheets.

What happened last night came flooding back.

She frowned, tore off the sheet, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into the washing machine.

Press the start button, and the washing machine starts humming.

He Ying stood in front of the washing machine, watching the bed sheets tumbling inside the drum, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

Anger? Shame? Regret?

Both are true, but not entirely.

She took a deep breath, turned around, walked to the living room, and picked up her phone.

There was a new message on the screen, sent by Chen Yang.

"Yingying, my brother is going to Qingshun County to report for duty next week. I've already told him to add you on WeChat. Could you keep an eye on him for me and make sure he doesn't do anything reckless?"

He Ying stared at the message, her finger hovering above the screen, hesitant to drop it.

Chen Yang's younger brother...

What was it called again?

She thought for a moment, and thought, "Is his name Chen Dapeng?"

He Ying opened Chen Yang's WeChat Moments, scrolled through a few posts, and found a group photo.

In the photo, Chen Yang is standing with a young man who is half a head taller than her and has a bright, sunny smile.

He Ying stared at that face, her pupils slowly contracting.

Thick eyebrows —

The ends of the eyebrows are slightly raised.

Below the left eye—

A mole.

The phone slipped from my hand and fell onto the sofa.

He Ying froze, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over her head.

"No...it's impossible..."

She suddenly picked up her phone and zoomed in on the photo, then zoomed in again.

The face became clearer and clearer.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips—

And that mole.

He Ying's breathing became rapid, and her heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She closed her eyes, and fragments of last night flashed through her mind—

In the dim light, that young face.

Thick eyebrows.

A beauty mark under the eye.

"It's him..."

"He's Chen Yang's younger brother..."

He Ying opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, her lips trembling slightly.

Good heavens, what kind of joke are you playing on me?

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Calm down... calm down..."

"Maybe it's not the same person."

"Maybe it's just that they look alike."

"Maybe……"

She couldn't continue.

Because she knew in her heart that she wouldn't mistake that face.

Last night at the hotel, she glanced at it in the dim light.

Although it was only a glance, she remembered the outline of that face, those eyebrows, and that mole very clearly.

He Ying sat on the sofa, covering her face with her hands.

My mind is a complete mess.

Chen Yang is her best friend.

For four years of university, they lived in the same dormitory, ate from the same bowl of rice, and shared all their secrets.

Although we went our separate ways after graduation, we never lost touch.

She was a bridesmaid at Chen Yang's wedding.

Now, she's actually with Chen Yang's younger brother...

"He Ying, you're crazy," she muttered to herself.

No, he's not crazy.

He drank too much.

I went to the wrong room.

Yes……

Fate was playing a cruel joke on her.

He Ying put down her hand, picked up her phone, and looked at the message Chen Yang had sent.

"My brother is going to Qingshun County to report for duty next week. I've already told him to add you on WeChat."

"Keep an eye on him for me, make sure he doesn't do anything reckless."

He Ying gave a wry smile.

Staring at him?

The person she fears seeing most right now is Chen Yang's younger brother.

But can she refuse?

No.

Chen Yang is her best friend. She had promised to take care of her younger brother, but now she has gone back on her word. What will Chen Yang think?

Moreover, even if she wanted to back out, she couldn't find a reason.

She couldn't bring herself to say, "I went into the wrong room and slept with your brother."

He Ying tossed her phone aside, leaned back on the sofa, and closed her eyes.

Only one thought occupied my mind—

She is going to report to Qingshun County next Monday.

The young man named Chen Dapeng was also going to report to Qingshun County.

They are superior and subordinate.

He called her "County Chief He".

She called him "Xiao Chen".

Will he recognize her?

He Ying opened her eyes and looked out the window.

The sun was shining brightly, but her mood was completely out of sync with the weather.

"This is the only way now," she told herself.

She crossed out Chen Yang's message, opened her contacts, found the phone number of Cui Yongming, the director of the Qingshun County Government Office, and sent him a message.

"Director Cui, I'll be reporting to the county next Monday morning. Could you please make the necessary arrangements?"

After sending the message, she stood up and went into the bathroom.

The woman in the mirror still has marks on her collarbone.

She glanced at it, then looked away.

Starting today, forget about last night.

Just think of it as being bitten by a dog.

Do not--

Just pretend nothing happened.

……

On the expressway leading from the provincial capital to Qingshun County.

Chen Dapeng sat in Lin Chen's car, watching the scenery rushing past the window.

Lin Chen hummed a song as he drove, seemingly in a very good mood.

"What's the name of your county again?" Lin Chen asked.

"Qingshun County".

"Is it a good place?"

"It's alright. The economy is in the middle of the province, neither good nor bad."

"Then you should go and do a good job. In a couple of years, you can become a section chief or something. I'll come visit you there later, and you can treat me to a meal."

Chen Dapeng laughed: "It's not that easy for a lowly clerk like me to become a section chief."

"Didn't your sister use her connections for you? That female county magistrate, try to get in touch with her more often."

Chen Dapeng shook his head: "He's the county magistrate, and I'm just a lowly clerk. How could I be qualified to associate with him?"

"Didn't your sister say she's your sister's classmate? Isn't that a strong enough connection?"

"That won't work either." Chen Dapeng shook his head. "I hate people who climb the ladder through connections. I want to rely on myself."

He said that, but he was secretly laughing to himself.

Lin Chen glanced at him and smiled: "Alright, that's ambitious. I'll wait and see if you can make a name for yourself."

Chen Dapeng didn't speak, but turned his head to look out the window.

Outside the car window, highway signs flashed by one after another.

"Qingshun County, 58km".

Just then, my phone vibrated again.

He glanced down—it was a message from his sister, Chen Yang.

"Dapeng, Sister He Ying is a really nice person. Don't be shy, add her on WeChat. It's not easy for her to be the county head over there all by herself. When you go, please take good care of her, okay?"

Chen Dapeng looked at the message, hesitated for a moment, and then clicked on He Ying's business card.

"Add contacts".

A finger hovers above the screen.

Add it, or not?

He thought about it for a moment, then pressed the button anyway.

What should be written in the verification message?

"Hello, County Chief He, I am Chen Yang's younger brother, Chen Dapeng."

He typed that line, then deleted it.

"Hello, Sister Ying, I'm Chen Dapeng."

It was deleted again.

He felt everyone was trying to curry favor, and he wanted to find a more natural way to say it.

Finally, he wrote a line:

"Hello, County Chief He, I am Chen Dapeng, it's a pleasure to meet you."

send.

The verification message has been sent.

Chen Dapeng stared at the screen, waiting for the other party to accept the request.

One minute.

Two minutes.

five minutes.

No response.

"Maybe they're busy," he muttered to himself, putting his phone in his pocket.

Lin Chen glanced at him: "Added?"

"Added, but not approved."

"He's the county magistrate, he doesn't have time to reply to you instantly. Just wait."

Chen Dapeng nodded and said nothing more.

The scenery outside the car window continued to recede.

Qingshun County is getting closer and closer.

……

provincial capital.

He Ying's phone vibrated.

She picked it up and looked at it—

"Chen Dapeng requests to add you as a friend."

Verification message: "Hello County Chief He, I am Chen Dapeng, it's a pleasure to meet you."

He Ying stared at the message, her finger hovering above the screen.

pass?

Or refuse?

If it passes, I'll have to deal with this person from now on.

If they refuse, they won't be able to explain it to Chen Yang.

She took a deep breath and pressed "Pass".

Then, she tossed her phone aside without sending any messages.

The other party did not send any messages.

He Ying stared at the ceiling, with only one thought in her mind—

Next Monday, Qingshun County.

How will she and he meet?