It was a Friday night, Xie was texting you about work, he was your boss and you were his assistant. It wasn’t too out of the ordinary. You loved how serious he was, it made your heart melt, but what annoyed you was how he never caught on to your feelings. You thought he never caught onto your feelings, but in fact he did. Your every move decided his next words. You loved he feeling of anticipation. You snapped back into reality as he replied to your message. It read: “Yes, sort the files.”