The rich man and the poor man

For Pei Zhen, the previous night was not easy.

He stayed up almost all night, thinking about many things over and over.

Suddenly there is no one in the house, and the emptiness is unaccustomed.The quilts in November can't be covered with heat. I used to feel very warm when I was hugged by a dog, but now it's gone suddenly, and my feet and calves are cold.

But it's not because of the cold or "unaccustomed" that I can't fall asleep.

Pei Zhen actually knew very well that Han Fu would not really walk away.

He has been with Xiaohua of his family for more than half a year, and seeing people at the age of 30 is much more accurate than seeing people at the age of 20. It is impossible not to understand.

Han Fu is a silly and sweet young man, he doesn't have any bad thoughts hidden, and he loves him very much, and he is very obedient, so even if he misunderstood like Mai Zixi said, stay outside for one night, at most two nights , and finally should take the initiative to come back.

But, it was because he found out that he would come back, and found out that he was so confident, that made him feel even more uncomfortable.

……

One o'clock, two o'clock.

Really unable to fall asleep, Pei Zhen got up.

Xiaoju let out a cry of dissatisfaction, fell back into the cat bag and fell asleep again.Pei Zhen put on some clothes, opened the door and walked into the glass fragrance room in the yard, and lit the lights under the night sky.

From all the distracted, demoralized days of the past, his beloved perfumery business could always save him.

Pei Zhen felt that such a life was considered lucky, after all, life, this little bitch, was difficult for most people to deal with.When all living beings reach a certain stage, they will always encounter various obstacles that cannot be overcome.

Even the big star Lei Yao, who looks so glamorous and lively, has secretly taken antidepressants for more than half a year.

Pei Zhen had encountered many unlucky things in the previous half of his life, but he had never suffered from depression.

It's not "extremely strong" as everyone thinks, he knows very well what is supporting him from beginning to end.

The "dream" thing is really wonderful.

No matter how pale the reality is, as long as we have it, there will always be something called "hope" swaying and shining in the distance.

……

In the glass perfumer's cabinet, there was a display of essential oil bottles of various shapes. Pei Zhen stretched out his hand, and his slender fingertips slowly passed over.

Perfume bottles come in different shapes, some are boxy, regular and cold, and some have charming curves and beautiful waistlines.Some are made into cats, some are made into flowers, inlaid with beautiful metal, and textured with crystal and acrylic materials, showing a sense of design from the inside out.

"Nightingale and Rose", "Evening Star", "Nile Garden", "Water of Life", "Orange Starlight"...

He muttered silently, thinking that the white chocolate cherub he collaborated with Cranberries would also be launched next week.

The taste is sweet and sour, soothing to the heart.

Suddenly, the tentacles were as cold as ice, and the fingertips rested on a red and black bottle with an arrogant design.

Pei Zhen was stunned.

That's Merovey's "jealousy".

Belle's founder, Meloviglas, is actually Pei Zhen's favorite perfumer.

There are many anecdotes handed down about Merowe's life, but the most talked about stories are of course always related to "love".

Merovey has a mysterious lover.

No one knows who that person is. It is said that they separated because of strong opposition from both families.

Various versions of the legend derived from this have been passed down to this day. The most common guess is that it should be a Jewish girl from a wrong family, because when World War II broke out, the lover was taken away by the German army, and her whereabouts were unknown.

In order to find him, Merovie traveled all over the continent by himself, braving the smoke and gunfire all over the place.

His productive period is also concentrated during that time, bottle after bottle of intensely emotional and brilliant works that represent his life's achievements.

"Art" is always the most difficult thing to explain.

It stands to reason that painting is just the accumulation of colors, incense is just the mixture of breaths, and music is just the sound resonance of different metals, silk and bamboo.

But people can interpret all kinds of emotions from it, obscure, painful, joyful, passionate...

Artists are also doomed to be self-important.If perfumers can naturally appreciate and resonate with each other, it is usually because their styles are similar.

Pei Zhen was indeed very similar to Merovie.

Whether it's his works, or his youthful, rich, talented, powerful and resolute appearance when he was an upstart in the industry.

I heard that Merovey is also stubborn, not very good-tempered, easily agitated, impatient and venomous.

He is also pure, brave and single-minded, and he is fearless in braving the hail of bullets in order to love someone seriously.

That year, Merowe was only 30 years old.

Bearing the criticism of the world and the pressure of the whole family, in the extremely closed age, he abandoned all his fame and even disregarded his wealth and life, impulsive like a teenager.

Pei Zhen looked at his 30-year-old self reflected in the mirror.

Unfortunately, he is no longer a teenager.

Mature, worldly, with a hard shell, even slow to respond to pain.

He used to be proud of it.

Until now, it has been discovered that the self-protection mechanism has almost wiped out all the instincts of love and trust from the genes, making it a mess for him to love someone well now.

The clock ticked down to three o'clock in the morning.

It was the darkest time of night, before dawn, when everything was dark.

In the empty void, something suddenly thumped, maybe it was a wild cat or something else.Pei Zhen was so frightened that his hands shook, and the bottle in his hand fell uncontrollably.

It shattered at the feet, and the aroma diffused strongly at once.

The spiciness of incense, the coldness of wood, rose and ginger, the dark and intense indifference, eccentricity, and intimacy with strangers, it seems that all the negative emotions of the whole life hit his head and face, engulfing his whole package.

He was very flustered and at a loss as to what to do.

He clearly knew that it was just a bottle of incense, but his heavy emotions suppressed him so much that he wanted to cry.But at the moment when everything was about to fall apart, gradually, the final note began to heat up and return to sweetness.

As if the lover's warm embrace arrived as expected, the fragrance is overflowing.

Pei Zhen's whole body seemed to have been hit hard by something, and it was as if someone in the dark was lighting a bright light for him on the dark road ahead, even trying to make him understand, at all costs. Let precious works slip from his hands and crumble.

Someone wants to tell him that he has actually been lucky.

At least in the era he lived in, there was no oppressive social environment, no need to overcome strong family pressure, no need to escape the pursuit of the Nazis, go through gunpowder smoke and artillery fire, and search for a lover whose life and death were uncertain in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Everything he wanted was actually within reach.

What needs to be repaired and unlocked is only one's own heart.

……

The car drove slowly.

In fact, Pei Zhen was willing to come to pick him up, and Han Fu was already very satisfied.

Although this may not be a problem for others.But for a type like Pei Zhen who desperately wants face, the difficulty is probably higher than apologizing, second only to calling her husband.

It was enough to give him face.

It's just that Pei Zhen was quiet the whole time and didn't say anything, and Han Fu was a little worried.

This kind of mood is very similar to an immature child who ran away from home impulsively, and then was led home by his parents by his arms and legs. Silk.

Han Fu fantasized about this scene sadly.

Hey, wait, the whole person suddenly became energetic.

Pei Zhen originally looked that kind of pale and handsome sickly, hiding a little evil spirit and a little nervousness... Isn't it very suitable for belt play and serious training?

How to do……

He sneaked a sideways glance, then glanced sinfully again.

Back home, Xiaoju squatted at the door, waiting to be fed.

Pei Zhen did not choose to feed the cat first this time, but went into the kitchen decisively to heat up four dishes and one soup, and feed the dog first.

Han Fu hadn't eaten lunch yet, and was a little hungry. He was flattered to see the brightly colored emerald shrimp, tomato scrambled eggs, etc.

"Zhenzhen, are you cooking?"

Pei Zhen turned his head, with an awkward expression: "Takeaway."

Han Fu: "Uh..."

Pei Zhen: "You were the one who told me not to enter the kitchen again! Also, you can eat it while it's hot."

Yes, yes, Han Fu sat down obediently.

A little farewell is better than a newlywed, the ancients never deceived me.

But it's just that I haven't seen him for a day, Han Fu stuffed QQ's bouncing shrimp into his mouth, and at the same time couldn't help but peek at the man who was eating slowly across the way.

How come the fingers that hold chopsticks are so pretty, how the shape of the lips that bite something is so sexy, why the awkward face is so cute, why it’s just been a day since I’ve seen him, I just miss him that much.

……

Pei Zhen was so stared at that he didn't know where to put his eyes, and he didn't know what to eat when he ate.

Suddenly looking down, there were a lot of shrimps in the bowl.

Both he and Han Fu like to eat shrimps, but Han Xiaohua habitually put all the shrimps in his bowl again.

Pei Zhen put down his chopsticks with a "slap".

【Eat your own! 】

Han Fu had an innocent and cute face, while he stood up domineeringly, kicked over the chair, rushed to the opposite side and sat on the person's lap, and then force-fed him mouth-to-mouth with a mouthful of shrimp balls.

The above are just fantasies.

In reality, he gently put down the chopsticks and picked them up again.He muttered, "Aren't you going to eat?" His hands were shaking a little, and every shrimp was trembling.

Han Fu stared blankly at Pei Zhen's obvious feeding movements.He stretched out the chopsticks, but frowned and didn't look at him, as if you like to eat it or not, but if you don't eat it, my glass heart might shatter, in short, it's extremely awkward.

...Today, it's even a little bit of a concession to not only come to pick him up!

Han Fu grabbed his wrist like a dog jumping on a butterfly, and swallowed the shrimp ball.Pei Zhen was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks. Seeing him like that, he seemed to want to lick his fingers, so he pulled them back desperately.

One meal was insane.

……

Pei Zhen was a little embarrassed, secretly a little happy and a little proud, and almost thought that this would be all right—Anyway, Han Fu probably got what he meant.What's more, he didn't seem to be sad or angry anymore.

This is enough……

Is it really enough?

The corners of her lips were rubbed softly by the napkin.The young man raised his handsome face covered with small bruises and scars, and looked at him lovingly with his bright black eyes as always.

He always looks at him like that.

With an unprincipled infatuation and doting, he is content to accept a little bit of sweetness from him.

But he never hesitated to do his best to bring all kinds of surprises and sweetness to his life.If there is any candy in the pocket, I will definitely dig it out and give it to him, and I don’t worry about flipping through it several times.

So... where is enough.He's not doing enough, not nearly enough.

Pei Zhen stood up: "Come here."

Han Fu was like a primary school student who was called to the office by the teacher after class, and followed Pei Zhen all the way into the glass fragrance room in fear.

Watch him open the drawer and take out a bottle from it.

It’s a bottle from Xiangfu Family. Han Fu is very impressed with this one—the super expensive limited edition last winter. The shape of the bottle is like a snow crystal ball decoration, and there is a small windmill in the snow inside. The original model It is a reddish rose scent with tuberose petals.

Later, when Pei Zhen went to the Fragrance Family as a fragrance appraiser, and when Han Fu went to play the guest role of "The Domineering President's Duckling Secretary", he once casually said that the bottle was really beautiful.Hearing this, Ye Zhenyi asked someone to go to the warehouse to find an empty one for him.

Now, the bottle is filled with a pale golden liquid, which is the unique glow of neroli oil.

There is still a ribbon tied on the top of the bottle, the way of knotting is not clever, it looks like it was tied by hand clumsily.

"This is...your favorite citrus scent." Pei Zhen forced the bottle into his hand, "Birthday gift."

He had thought about giving him something else, flowers, clothes and even a ring, and even vulgarly thought about packing himself up.

But sitting on the incense table last night, I remembered Han Fu's naked yearning and envy every time he talked about the perfumer in "History of Perfume" who made a private fragrance for his wife.

"It's not a very delicate fragrance, just make it casually."

There is no fragrance manual written, and no repeated revisions, so it is really not exquisite.But it really wasn't something casual, Pei Zhen knew very well that Han Fu is now considered a half-powerful perfumer, it's not easy to be fooled, this fragrance has been used for seven hours by Pei Zhen.From three o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the morning, I did it wholeheartedly.

"...You will be 24 soon."

he murmured softly, with mixed feelings.He felt sick again, he was 30, he was 23 before, and he was 7 years away; now he is still 30, Han Fu is going to be 24, only 6 years away.Hahaha, it's hopeless, I'm actually happy for such a boring little idea.

Han Fu looked over and over at the small bottle in his hand, and he liked it to death.

He is going to be 24 years old, and at the age of 24, he received such a birthday present.

I wish I could jump back to the age of 18 and show off like myself back then. It has been 6 years, and he has been in unrequited love for 6 years. The people in front of him never remember his existence, and finally he can seriously remember his birthday, and even gave him a perfume made by himself as a gift.

Han Fu remembered that he never told Pei Zhen when his birthday was, so this was really a big surprise.

I don't understand, how did Zhenzhen know about his birthday?After much deliberation, it can only be the time when Pei Zhen glanced at his ID card a long time ago when he signed up.

A day, from then until now.Why do you think he doesn't love him?nonexistent.

Han Fu wanted to cry so much, but he held back: "Zhenzhen, you remember me."

Pei Zhen was suddenly a little excited: "Why don't I remember?"

He was suffocating, as if sad, and as if something was stuck in his throat, he repeated: "Of course I remember, I remember everything!"

Han Fu nodded emphatically, this is a stupid question that should not be asked.He had understood it, understood it all.

But Pei Zhen is still trying to explain: "I will always remember things like this in the future! Although I am a little...but don't take me too seriously..."

Han Fu really understood it completely and just wanted to hug him.In the end, they all rushed forward, almost nose to nose, Pei Zhen suddenly asked him again: "Is it... If I don't pick you up today, you won't go home?"

Han Fu shook his head quickly.

"Of course you say no now, where did you go all night?"

Han Fu: "Zhenzhen, I was wrong."

Pei Zhen: "If it's like this next time..."

Han Fu resolutely shook his head and promised: "There will be no next time!"

Pei Zhen: "Next time if it's still like this, you can go to the supermarket at the gate of the community and stay there. There are sofas and beds inside. Just wait there and wait for me to find you, can't you?"

He didn't know if Han Fu heard or not.

Anyway, the whole person was picked up on the spot and carried directly into the house.