i really like you

When Tang Yuan woke up, the car had already gone up the mountain. He lowered the car window, and the night wind wrapped in the coolness of the mountains and forests rushed towards his face.

The mountain road winds up, and it is night again, which is a test of driving skills.

The car drove very steadily, and Tang Yuan sat in a place where he didn't feel any discomfort. He was full of sleep and stretched out, "Secretary Pei, don't follow the words I told you. Others said."

Pei Wenjin said, "No."

"I don't mean anything else, I'm just embarrassed." Tang Yuan shunned the bangs on his forehead, "This is the first time I've taken out my heart with someone in a serious way, and I couldn't stop once I did it, and I took out a basket of things .”

Seeing the man looking over, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were curved, mischievous and agile, "Really."

Pei Wenjin withdrew his gaze and drove without looking sideways, his hands gripping the steering wheel a little tighter.

Tang Yuan took out his mobile phone and went to Weibo. The most popular search was Fang Lin's scandal. It exploded.

Regardless of whether this scandal is true or not, it has already had a substantial impact on Fang Lin.

Tang Yuan looked at the photos of the rumored actor, even if they were P, he was not as handsome as his father, not to mention his life photos, and his temperament and charm were all quite different.

After all, his father has been in the top position for a long time and has a strong aura.

However, emotional matters are not a radish or a pit, who can say for sure.

Tang Yuan wandered around the circle of friends, Chen Lie, who had drunk too much, got a brand new green hat from somewhere and put it on his head, and took five consecutive shots at the camera. Big, showing a mouthful of white teeth, smiling like an idiot.

The impact of breaking up with the first love is really not ordinary. Let's see how a good young man has been devastated.

After the division is the end and the beginning, I don't know how long it will take to get out.

Tang Yuan glanced at his first love quickly, and felt that he was walking on a single-plank bridge, and he was walking staggeringly. He didn't know what the scenery was at the other end of the bridge, and he had to walk to the end to see it clearly.

The night wind blew in randomly, and Tang Yuan was startled. He raised the car window, pulled the zipper halfway, and sneezed. He sniffed and said, "It's a bit cold."

Pei Wenjin frowned slightly, "It's almost there."

Tang Yuan immediately became paralyzed when he heard the words. He always felt that the road up the mountain was winding and long. Why did it go so fast tonight?

The car was quiet for a while, Tang Yuan coughed twice, "Secretary Pei, the counselor arranged for me to perform a play on the night of New Year's Day. The name of the play is "First Love", I guess it is related to her She is very important to the story, I don't want to fool the past, do you have any suggestions for me?"

He showed a somewhat shy expression, sighed and said, "I'm worried that I'm not devoted enough, and I can't interpret the sweet and sour emotions well."

Pei Wenjin said, "Master, you can eat more strawberries."

Tang Yuan, "..."

Strawberries are indeed sour and sweet, and he really can't refute them. This idea is so fucking awesome, even if he refuses to accept it.

The outline of the mansion became clearer in Tang Yuan's field of vision. He stuffed the phone back into his pocket, "Secretary Pei, stay here for a night's sleep. Uncle Zhong and the others really like you." And me, I like you the most up.

Pei Wenjin refused, saying that he still has work to do when he goes back.

"Hey," Tang Yuan called him, "Aside from work, do you usually have other things to do?"

Pei Wenjin said, "Rest."

Tang Yuan was speechless for a while and muttered softly, "A person in his 20s has not yet turned 80. How can he live like a grandfather in his [-]s? It's too boring."

Pei Wenjin looked at the road without changing his face as if he didn't hear it.

The car stopped at the gate, and Tang Yuan waited for the man to come and open the door for him, so that when he got out of the car, he could take the opportunity to get closer to him, even if it was only for a few seconds.

Unrequited love is very bitter, how bitter is it, Tang Yuan feels like he is picking sugar in Huang Lian.

After getting out of the car, Tang Yuan suddenly groaned, not to mention how miserable it was.

Pei Wenjin paused as he closed the car door, and he turned to look over, "Master, what's wrong?"

Tang Yuan said pitifully, "My hand hurts."

Pei Wenjin glanced at the young man's hand from the corner of his eye, remembering that he had kissed there not long ago, his throat was throbbing, and his voice was unspeakably hoarse, "This weather should not be contagious."

Tang Yuan's three fingers wrapped in the gauze moved slightly, "I don't know if I feel it or not, anyway, I'm twitching in pain."

"Take a pump?"

"Just for a while..." The corner of Tang Yuan's mouth twitched unhappily, "No, what are you doing with my adjectives? What's wrong with my poor Chinese?"

Pei Wenjin's facial muscles twitched.

Tang Yuan continued to feel pitiful, "I pinched my hand at noon, and it still hurts now. It will definitely hurt more when I sleep at night."

Pei Wenjin closed the car door and took out the cigarette case from his pocket, "It will definitely hurt my hand."

Tang Yuan rolled his eyes.

What's the trouble with you, you guy? You don't even have a few words, let alone good ones.

"Hint yourself a few times before going to bed, and you will pay more attention subconsciously when you fall asleep."

There was a sudden voice above his head, Tang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, he looked up at the man who was a head taller than him, saw the quiet night in those eyes, swallowed his saliva and said, "I sleep poorly."

Pei Wenjin's figure reflected in the long and narrow gap, "Not bad."

Tang Yuan was still thinking about the man's previous words, but he didn't hear clearly, "What?"

Pei Wenjin picked up the phone.

Tang Yuan was very happy that the man didn't walk away, but stood in front of him to pick him up. This is much closer than before, it must be.

He listened with his ears up, as if the man answered the call from that buddy, brother Zhang Yang.

Pei Wenjin noticed the young man's little movements of scratching his ears, curling his lips, and kicking stones. He briefly chatted with Zhang Ping before hanging up, "Master, Uncle Zhong is out."

Tang Yuan lazily raised his chin at the man, "Then I'll go in."

Pei Wenjin said, "Okay, good night, young master."

Tang Yuan was stunned, and he actually said good night to me. He subconsciously looked at the night sky and muttered, "It's still the moon, not the sun."

By the time he reacted, he had already driven down the mountain.

As soon as the cook saw the young master came back, she quickly brought a bowl of lily, tremella and lotus seed soup to the table, and dragged the butler into the kitchen, "Didn't you say that the master is coming back?"

"That's what I thought," said the butler.

The sons have all gone, and the old man should not stay there, he can play whenever he wants.

The cook looked at the children in the living room, feeling lonely and painful, she washed her hands, "What should I do, I cooked a pot of soup, why don't you call sir?"

The butler waved his hand. It's useless for anyone to hit him. He's such a big man, it all depends on his own consciousness.

When it was close to zero, the sound of the car's engine sang a one-man show in the silent night, which was magnified several times and seemed particularly abrupt. It disturbed Tang Yuan on the third floor and dragged him out of his sleep.

The head of the family has returned, and the movement is not small.

Tang Yuan rubbed his eyes sleepily, strangely, he thought old Comrade Tang would stay in "Jincheng" overnight.

Not long after, footsteps were heard from the corridor outside, and they walked all the way to the door of the room. Tang Yuan sat on the head of the bed, yawned and watched as the door was opened from the outside, and a beam of light rushed in happily. It disappeared halfway.

Tang Yuan scratched his head at the sound of the door closing, and continued to sleep.

After a while, the door opened again.

Tang Yin came in with the medicine box and turned on the bedside lamp. He took his son's injured hand out of the quilt, gently removed the gauze, and what he saw were three horrible fingers.

The business world is changing rapidly. Today, people are superior, and tomorrow they may be inferior.

As Tang's helmsman, Tang Yin has seen a lot of strong winds and waves, and few things can affect his heart like a stone. Seeing his son's injury, he felt as if he had been punched by someone. First it was dumbfounded, then it hurt.

"What do you want dad to say about you?"

Tang Yin lowered his head and blew on his son's three fingers, and the voice of sighing was mixed with a sense of oldness and helplessness that he didn't usually have, "You will be eighteen next month, can you let dad worry less? Can you? Um?"

"Who is Dad working so hard for? It's not for you. Be good, don't play with your petty thoughts, or Dad will really get angry."

The old father on the bedside was nagging, and the movements of rubbing the medicine on his hands became lighter and lighter. The son was sleeping soundly, and the corner of his mouth was drooling. He didn't know what kind of dream he was having.

This scene outlines a warm picture.

The next day Tang Yuan woke up naturally after sleeping, he touched the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked, good guy, it's almost noon.

There was a sudden pause in the movement of getting up, Tang Yuan stretched out his left hand to look in front of his eyes, and after only a few seconds he was sure that the gauze had been changed, and his father came into his room again last night.

Tang Yuan went downstairs after washing and humming a little tune. His slippers brushed the floor and made a lazy sound, "Uncle Zhong, where is my dad?"

The housekeeper said, "Let's go out."

Tang Yuan stopped walking down the stairs, "Did you say what to do?"

"Mr. took the fishing gear with him when he left." The butler stood downstairs with downcast eyes. "I must have made an appointment with someone to go fishing."

Tang Yuan jumped down from two flights of stairs, "I want to fish too."

The housekeeper saw that he was standing still, so he put back the hand he was holding on to, "Then I'll ask someone to prepare fishing gear for the young master. The sun is a little bit hot today, and sunscreen and umbrellas are needed. For drinking, I'll go to the kitchen... "

"No more fishing, no more fishing," Tang Yuan twitched, "It's troublesome."

Tang Yuan got up at an awkward time, let's have breakfast, it's too late, let's have lunch, it's a bit early again, he can only make do with a piece of bread and a glass of milk.

He has lived in this house for more than ten years, but he still thinks it is too big, so big that it is empty and deserted.

Not even a neighbor.

Tang Yuan was idly watching TV while hugging the toy dog ​​his father brought back for him a few days ago. He is allergic to pet hair, but he likes dogs, so the most his father bought him over the years were toy dogs. Varieties, various styles, dedicated to a room for display, hard to describe.

The butler brought over a fruit plate with three sections of sugarcane in it.

Tang Yuan's eyes lit up, "Is it planted in the backyard?"

"Well," said the steward, "this year's sugar cane growth is better than previous years."

After washing his hands, Tang Yuan picked up the sugar cane and gnawed it. His mouth was full of sweet juice. After chewing a few times, he spat out the dregs into the trash, "Then send some to Shu Ran's family."

The butler responded, and immediately sent someone to do it.

Tang Yuan ran to the backyard to take pictures and post them on Moments after eating a section of sugarcane. He also asked his servant to take a picture of him. It was not a frontal picture, but a back view.

Chen Lie wanted to come over, wanting to experience the feeling of breaking up and eating on the spot, but Zhang Shuran and Song Chao didn't have time, so he didn't want to run away alone.

Tang Yuan opened the wechat group and sent them three messages: I have delivered sugarcane to you, and I will arrive later, so let me know after eating, and it is okay to send someone to get it, I have people here at any time.

Chen Lie: My family Xiaoyuan is better, I know that I feel sorry for my brother.

Song Dynasty: Heh.

Chen Lie: Seeing that word you posted, I want to slap you.

Song Dynasty: I'm out of town, using traffic.

Display: What the hell?

Tang Yuan reflected that it took him a long time to understand the humor of the Song Dynasty. The traffic he used did not have a network cable, so he couldn't climb over.

After Song Chao posted a few sentences, he threw a photo of ice cream.

Chen Lie didn't like that thing, but Tang Yuan liked it. He asked where the Song Dynasty was and if there was a girl present.

The Song Dynasty said she was a distant cousin.

The distant cousin is also a sister, and Chen Lie immediately showed the same excitement as Tang Yuan when he saw the ice cream, and asked which one it was, and whether he had seen it before.

Once this family grows, there will be so many relatives that it is unimaginable.

After a while, Song Chao posted a photo.

When Tang Yuan saw it, his eyes widened a little. The girl in the photo actually looked a bit like Wang Mingyue, with the same shawl and curly hair, the same small cherry mouth, and a mole on the left side of her face, which was slightly out of place. Different, eyebrows and eyes feel very similar to people.

Sure enough, it confirms a sentence, nature is amazing.

Chen Lie didn't make a sound in the group for a long time. Tang Yuan guessed that he was either having a private chat with Song Chao, or he put away his mobile phone and went to play. Whenever he encountered something that drove him crazy, he would play. He had become used to it.

Tang Yuan knocked on Song Chao: Did A Lie look for you?

Song Dynasty: No.

Tang Yuan: Do you think your distant cousin looks like Wang Mingyue?

Song Chao: I don't even know what Wang Mingyue looks like.

"..."

Tang Yuan was halfway typing, and seeing Song Chao's confidence, he asked: Is it really like that?

He replied: Really like it.

After a minute or two in the Song Dynasty, a word came back: Fuck!

Tang Yuan was thinking about which part of Song Dynasty's "fuck" was the response to, when Zhang Shuran called.

The background on the other side was very quiet, Zhang Shuran had a little echo when he spoke, maybe it was in the corridor, "Xiao Yuan, how is your hand, is it better?"

"It's much better." Tang Yuan walked out of the sugarcane field, "If you don't use that hand, nothing will happen."

He avoided the flowers and plants around him, "Shu Ran, what are you busy with?"

Zhang Shuran's voice was clear of fatigue, "My dad took me out to the dinner."

Tang Yuan snorted, "That must be boring."

"Well," Zhang Shuran chuckled, "Fortunately, there is the game you introduced to me last time."

"The game looks like it only takes ten, twenty, 10 minutes. In fact, it takes a lot of time. If you lose one game, you want to keep playing it. If you win one game, you want to keep playing it too."

Tang Yuan laughed loudly, "You have touched the essence."

This season has already run towards the tail of autumn, maybe when it will run past autumn and head towards winter.

The noon sun was warm, and it was a little hot on the face, but not hot.

Tang Yuan was talking and joking with Zhang Shuran on the phone, while talking, the calories from a piece of bread and a glass of milk were exhausted, he scratched the back of his neck with his free hand, "Shuran, I'm going back to have lunch. "

Zhang Shuran said warmly, "Go."

Before hanging up the phone, he warned carefully, "Be careful and don't touch your hands."

Tang Yuan teased, "Shu Ran, you've become an old lady."

His stomach growled, "Hang up."

"Well, hang up."

The two hung up the phone back and forth.

Old Comrade Tang didn't come back for lunch, and from his tone on the phone, he knew that he didn't catch a single fish, so he was frustrated.

In the afternoon, Tang Yuan had a video session with his grandma and then went to the dance studio to practice. After practicing for an hour, the housekeeper called him and said that a female classmate had called home.

The first reaction was Feng Yu.

Tang Yuan is a natural gay. There is no girl of the opposite age around him who has exchanged contact information with him. The only one who can't reach that kind of relationship is Feng Yu who met because of his grandma's Zhang Luo.

As soon as she answered the phone, it was really her.

Feng Yu took the initiative to confess, saying that she called Tang Yuan's mobile phone, but when she didn't get through, she got mad and asked his grandma for his landline number.

After confessing, she asked anxiously, "Tang Yuan, did I cause you any trouble?"

Tang Yuan took the towel from the housekeeper and wiped the sweat on his neck, "No."

Only then did Feng Yu let out a brisk breath. She invited Tang Yuan out to play, as if she was afraid that he would not like it, so she hurriedly said, "It's not just me, but also my classmates."

As if to be on the safe side, he added, "It's in the square near your school, and you can go back to school directly."

Tang Yuan put down the towel and said seriously, "Feng Yu, we are friends, right?"

Feng Yu, yes, "Yes."

Tang Yuan smiled and said, "So you don't have to be so cautious."

Feng Yu bit her lip, "I...I know."

When Tang Yuan arrived there, Feng Yu stood on the steps outside the fountain, as if he was afraid that he would not find him, so he specially bought a big balloon and held it in his hand.

The pattern of Big Big Wolf is cute and silly.

Tang Yuan walked over to have a look, "Where are your classmates?"

"Go back to school first." Feng Yu smiled slyly, "Didn't you say that I don't have to be careful?"

Tang Yuan, "..."

Next, Feng Yu, like the people around Tang Yuan, asked about the injury on his hand.

With a pack of gauze, the goal is big.

Don't pack it, it looks too miserable, it seems to have a stronger sense of presence.

When Tang Yuan struggled, Feng Yu had already given the balloon to a child, and behaved like a big child, she smiled at him very purely.

Feng Yu came out in the morning, and visited the zoo and the botanical garden with his classmates. He only ate some biscuits along the way, but he hadn't eaten yet.

Tang Yuan had no plans for the time before returning to school, so he followed Feng Yu into a restaurant not far away.

There are not many people inside, and the environment is fairly clean.

Feng Yu went to order, and Tang Yuan found a place to sit down and brush his phone. He was wearing a gray peaked cap with the brim pressed down very low. His beautiful silhouette was hidden by the shadows, and only his moist lips and fair chin were exposed. , and a slender neck.

Practicing dancing all the year round keeps his body straight, making him look like a handsome big boy.

Even if most of the face is covered by the brim of the hat, it is still eye-catching.

Feng Yu came over with a plate, and stuck out his tongue at Tang Yuan, "Whoever has a boyfriend like you is like taking a celebrity out."

She sat down opposite and sighed, "Still a traffic star."

Tang Yuan burst out laughing, which attracted the whispers of the students next door.

Feng Yujiao glared at Tang Yuan angrily, seeing that he was about to take off his hat, he immediately stopped him, "Brother, don't take off your hat, don't take it off."

Tang Yuan, "..."

Feng Yu ordered a Chinese-style set meal with separate vegetables and rice. They were all served in small bowls, and they were laid out one by one. Not to mention the taste, it looked neat.

Tang Yuan took a look, "It looks good."

Feng Yu raised her head and grinned at him, "My uncle's food has always been good."

"Old uncle?" Tang Yuan searched for relevant memories, but couldn't find them, "I haven't eaten them."

Feng Yu unpacked the chopsticks, "Ah? Really? It's very popular."

Tang Yuan expressed doubts, "The public?"

Feng Yu nodded solemnly, "Everyone."

Tang Yuan was silent.

The Western food eaten last time was different from the Chinese food. Tang Yuan found that Feng Yu's eating posture was exactly the same as Zhang Shuran's.

They all use chopsticks to hold a little rice grains into their mouths, chew them carefully, and swallow them slowly.

"Tang Yuan, don't watch me eat," Feng Yu blushed slightly, "I'm sorry."

Tang Yuan actually didn't understand why he was embarrassed, and thought it might be a girl's traits, he turned his head away cooperatively and respectfully, scanned around the restaurant lazily, and returned to the phone.

"Well, Tang Yuan, do you have a favorite actor?"

When Tang Yuan heard Feng Yu's question, he thought for a while and said, "Forget it with Fang Lin, she has a movie that I really like."

Feng Yu swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked tentatively, "Which one is "The Fourth Autumn"?"

"Yes, that one."

"I like it too!" Feng Yu said excitedly, "I fell in love with her because of that movie. Every outfit she wore in it was beautiful, and the crying scene was the most exciting."

"I think the last shot is beautiful."

"I remember that one, she stood on the hillside and untied the red silk scarf tied around her neck..."

Tang Yuan chatted with Feng Yu, but he didn't know that there was a line of sight from across the street, which penetrated the glass window and locked him.

Pei Wenjin put his hands in the pockets of the black windbreaker, and frowned.

Zhang Ping followed his line of sight, but he didn't recognize anyone. The first thing he recognized was clothes. He was engaged in graphic design, and he also paid attention to fashion magazines. The blue coat was a new model that had just been launched. Money is not easy to buy.

Combined with the reactions of his old friends, Zhang Ping almost guessed his identity, "Old Pei, is that boy wearing a peaked cap the young master of your Tang family?"

Pei Wenjin had no expression on his face.

"Last time in 'Jincheng', I clearly smelled the same kind of smell from him," Zhang Ping clicked his tongue, "So it seems that I smelled it wrong?"

"But it doesn't make any difference if you hear it right or wrong. Then the big family will definitely not allow the heir to get together with the man. The little girl opposite the young master can be seen as the right type of person for him."

Pei Wenjin withdrew his gaze, turned and walked into the coffee shop without saying a word.

"Old Pei, look at him, he knows how to pick up girls at a young age, and look at you, at such an age, you are still single."

Zhang Ping walked slowly behind him, "Waste of resources, a serious waste of resources, if I had your conditions, I would have fucking dominated the gay circle."

Pei Wenjin walked in without stopping, and said without looking back, "If you mess around, the chance of contracting AIDS is much higher than your chance of dominating the gay circle."

Zhang Ping was stunned for a few seconds and then screamed strangely, "It's changed!"

He caught up with his old friend in three or five steps, and smacked his lips in disbelief, "Old Pei, you've changed, I'm sure you've changed, you never could have said that before."

Pei Wenjin pulled out his chair and sat down.

Zhang Ping supported the table with his hands, his gossip soul was burning, "Tell me who is the person who made you change, my brother has to visit and see if you can let the other party accept an apprentice."

Pei Wenjin was surrounded by a low air pressure, "Don't drink coffee?"

"Drink," Zhang Ping noticed, and he was even more surprised, "Why don't we drink while chatting."

There must be no one in Old Tang's heart, right?

As far as he knew, Lao Pei had no match for him.

colleague?Online dating?

Zhang Ping denied it one by one. With Lao Pei's temperament, it was very unreasonable for both of them to happen to him. He never talked about it at all, and he would not rekindle any old relationship. It seems that he was thinking in the wrong direction?

In fact, it is just the awakening of a ten thousand year single dog?

The two had known each other for many years, and Zhang Ping was a chatterbox again, so he chattered around before getting to the point.

Pei Wenjin raised his eyes, "Buy a house?"

"Yeah, I discussed it with Xiao Zhao, and he will allocate some money for me, and I can pay a down payment with the savings in my hand." Zhang Ping shook his legs, "Old Pei, show me which lot has room for appreciation." bigger."

Pei Wenjin said, "Didn't you say that you won't consider buying a house within five years?"

"The plan can't keep up with the changes." Zhang Ping touched his crew cut, "Yang Yang said that the dormitory can't be lived anymore, so I want to buy a second-hand house and pay a down payment to take him over."

Pei Wenjin, "Why can't you live in the dormitory?"

"Both of us have been here. It's not that you don't know what kind of environment the dormitory is like. It doesn't matter if you just dawdle, but it doesn't matter if you want to study." Zhang Ping said, "Yang Yang loved studying since he was a child, give him a good point." He can learn better in his son's environment."

For this point of view, Pei Wenjin did not argue, he kept silent that it had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Ping sighed, "We only started to learn English in junior high school over there. Unlike in the city, the average family can find a job at the age of three or four. Good families get in touch with them earlier. For example, the young master of the Tang family, maybe in addition to English, Knowing other languages, Yang Yang is far behind at the starting line, and he has to work harder than others to catch up."

Pei Wenjin said calmly, "I caught up with one, and there are more ahead."

Zhang Ping heard the meaning of his words, and sighed again, "Yang Yang is a child with strong self-esteem."

Pei Wenjin took a sip of coffee and sat back, "You bought a house to live with your brother, does Xiao Zhao have any objections?"

"My wife is quite reasonable. Yang Yang was at most a senior and moved out after graduation," Zhang Ping drank most of his cup of coffee, "Besides, Yang Yang didn't live there much."

"At that time, I can still let my wife live in, just tell Yang Yang that we are friends, and slowly find opportunities to come out of the closet. It doesn't matter what, I need a house first."

Before Pei Wenjin could speak, Zhang Ping threw out the last thing he wanted to say, "Old Pei, it will take some time before I buy my house. I didn't know if it could be done a few years ago. How about letting Yang Yang buy it first?" go to your house?"

Pei Wenjin rolled his eyelids, "My place is far from the school."

Zhang Ping said, "There is a direct bus, and it takes about [-] stops. It's good to let him suffer a little bit."

Pei Wenjin remained silent, and it took him a while to say, "It's inconvenient when I need to meet my physical needs."

Zhang Ping's eyes twitched.

This idea was brought up by Yang Yang. He didn't think much about it. Now that he thinks about it, he realizes that it is really inconvenient. Both Lao Pei and him are gay. Although he believes in Lao Pei's character, even if he has been single for a long time, his desires have no place to vent. It won't do anything to Yang Yang, but Yang Yang is still young, if he accidentally sees something he shouldn't, it will be troublesome.

The young sapling is just growing, if for some reason it bends, the consequences will be disastrous.

Besides, Lao Pei is busy and often has social gatherings. When he comes back from drinking too much, it will also affect Yang Yang's work and rest.

The more Zhang Ping thought about it, the more he felt that this method would not work, "Then I'd better let Yang Yang find a shared room next to the school first, and wait until I get it done here."

Not long after, Pei Wenjin was stopped by a young man when he went to the bathroom.

The young man was wearing a knitted sweater with a white shirt inside, and his face, which was more delicate than a girl's, was a bit more bookish. He smiled happily, "Uncle, it's you."

Pei Wenjin glanced at him with indifference.

The young man looked stunned, "You don't remember me?"

Pei Wenjin washed his hands and went outside.

The young man shouted from behind, "Uncle, I've been thinking about one thing these days. Were you really drunk that night, or was it fake?"

Pei Wenjin's figure froze suddenly.

The young man noticed it, and he ran forward excitedly, raised his head and smiled, "So you still remember me, uncle, the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong, were you drunk that night?"

Outside the corridor, Tang Yuan walked and searched. When he came out of the restaurant, he accidentally saw the man's car. When he came in, he saw the man's buddy. He guessed it was in the bathroom.

As soon as he approached the bathroom, Tang Yuan heard a young voice from inside, "Uncle, I like you very much."

His expressions were colorful, and this was the first time he met two of his kind in his life.

In the bathroom, Pei Wenjin caught a shadow on the wall outside the door and a small toe of his shoe out of the corner of his eye. His eyes darkened, his thin lips raised faintly, and his steps that were about to step out stopped in place. "I'm not interested in you."

"Interests can be cultivated slowly." The young man's eyes shone with confidence, "As long as uncle is willing to give me a chance, I have the confidence to make him interested in me."

Pei Wenjin took out the cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, "Really?"

The light in the young man's eyes shone brighter, making him very attractive. If it were someone else, he would have touched him long ago. This high-quality man in front of him is a different kind.

It is precisely because of this that he never forgets and wants to conquer the other party.

"Uncle, it's very hard to find people with the same conditions as me in the industry, and I don't have one-night stands, and I don't have a partner. I just want to find someone to have a good relationship and live a good life. Why don't we leave a contact information, maybe you will change at any time I have an idea."

Pei Wenjin held the cigarette to his mouth, and when he spoke, the cigarette trembled and his voice was cold, "You tried different ways to seduce me that night, but ended in failure. I think you should be self-aware."

The young man's face instantly became stiff.

Tang Yuan outside the door was stunned for a long time, as if that man never denied the matter of a circle from beginning to end, right?

It was as if someone had thrown a bunch of firecrackers into his mind, and his ears were ringing from crackling explosions.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yuan ran to the corner with his beating heart in his hands, squatted down and covered his face with his hands, trembling all over with excitement, and stood up and jumped a few times uncontrollably.

Well, well, well, it belongs to one country, great!