Peach Blossom Fried Rice

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Xu Yizhen's tone made him feel very strange, the young man in front of him still had the same beautiful eyebrows and eyes, with lowered eyebrows, no difference from the typhoon night when he found him, but there were some things that were different.

"What do you mean?" Qin Chen lowered his tone and asked him, "In what capacity are you talking to me, President Yao Ting?"

"Do you want to sign a contract?" Xu Yizhen asked him again, neither in a hurry nor annoyed.

Qin Chen finally recalled, "What do you want?"

"I was with my second uncle when I was young, and I met many beautiful little brothers and sisters. They were all young and beautiful. They were the best age in one's life, but they all fell in love with my second uncle without exception. Uncle. People come and go, noisy and repeated, and absurd love dramas are staged every day."

"I didn't know why so many people loved my second uncle to death. Later, my second uncle told me that it wasn't because he was so good and worthy of so many people's love. They rushed to climb into my second uncle's bed. Some people want to get something in exchange for something else..."

Xu Yizhen ate the bowl of fried rice slowly, and said while eating, "Well, it's a bit salty."

"So what do you want me to exchange?" Qin Chen tried his best to suppress his sullenness, and asked him, "Unspoken rules? Support?"

Xu Yizhen looked directly at him without looking away - he wasn't joking.

When Qin Chen said this, even he himself couldn't believe it, even he felt that he was ridiculous, the treasure he held in his hands wholeheartedly, he couldn't bear him to meet any dirty treasure in the circle, sitting in front of him now, It is grandiose to take care of him.

"You can think about it. This is only good for you, not bad." After Xu Yizhen finished speaking, his throat was a little sore. He was so selfish, he couldn't become a cinnabar mole on Qin Chen's heart, but he had to become a scar on his heart, at least in the future Qin Chen Every time Chen felt pain in his heart, he would think of that scar that he once had.

He took a sniff, and added, "It's only a year. Anyway... when this movie is finished, I have nothing to... blackmail you."

At dusk and sunset, Qin Chen realized that Xu Yizhen wasn't joking, he didn't let him out all day, and he stayed with him for a day.The door is locked, and it is impossible to open it except for the key; the sound insulation effect of this high-end residential area is very good, even if they demolish the house inside, it is impossible to hear it from the outside; there is no means of communication with the outside world in the house, and there is no way to communicate with the outside world. get in touch.

Qin Chen was extremely anxious. His assistant must have noticed that he was missing and was looking for him everywhere, but no one knew that he would be locked up in the downstairs room of his own home.His itinerary was very full. In addition to the signing ceremony in the morning, there were also various business activities and press conferences. He knew what impact his absence would have on the management team.

Thinking of this, he was so devastated that he finally couldn't help asking Xu Yizhen, "How long are you going to lock me up?"

Xu Yizhen looked up at him, then lowered her head and continued painting.

He said coldly, "You know."

Qin Chen's heart skipped a beat, he thought it was Xu Yizhen's original appearance after he put aside all the gentle and kind pretense.

This look reminded him of the little boy on the night of the typhoon, looking at him coldly and obsessively, as if he was dismissive of the people and things in front of him, but also as if he was obsessed with death.

——Xu Yizhen has always been such a person, with a gentle and harmless appearance, but once he is cruel, his heart is like a rock.

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Ten years ago, Xu Yizhen looked at him with such eyes.

A few days after the cat abuse incident, Xu Yizhen stood in front of the window and stared at it.

Because of the typhoon, the business in Haigang Street these days is not good. The small restaurant where Qin Chen works is no exception. There are few customers, and the food is often wasted. At this time, Qin Chen will secretly call that child in. , secretly give him something to eat.

The child stared at him with big eyes, not accepting it.

Qin Chen didn't understand at first, but later he realized that it's not that children don't want to eat the food Qin Chen gives, but they don't want to eat cheap food. Before using the food, he must do some small work for Qin Chen within his ability, such as washing the dishes , chop vegetables, boil water.

He thought that the child's nature should not be bad, and he should be able to be a good person if he is taught well.

It's just that this child didn't know where he came from, and he never wanted to speak. Qin Chen thought about looking for the child's parents. After all, it's not a problem for a child to be wandering outside all the time. Shelter to go.

But every time Qin Chen mentioned this, the child became very excited, and Qin Chen had no choice but to give up.

But Qin Chen at that time was only in his early twenties, and he was just a poor student who was too poor. It was impossible to adopt a child, let alone be a guardian of a child.

Qin Chen had no choice but to take him with him every day.

A young man in his 20s is just at the age of youth and vigor. Qin Chen did not ride a bicycle through the shade of the campus trees, but rode a tricycle through the noisy Haigang Street. She is a pretty little girl, but often sits a little mute who can't speak or laugh.

The little mute seems to be very attached to him, but also seems to dislike him a little bit, otherwise why is he so sullen and cold every time, and loves to ignore him.But later, Qin Chen discovered that he looked at everyone coldly, like a piece of ice that has been warm for thousands of years.

After a long time, the owner of the snack shop discovered the existence of the little mute. He was a knowledgeable little boss. He looked at the little mute, pulled Qin Chen aside and said, "Hey, child labor is breaking the law."

Qin Chen was helpless, but he hadn't found a suitable place for the little mute. A few days later, the owner of the snack shop mysteriously grabbed Qin Chen and told him that someone was his cousin. A farmer on the outskirts of Puchuan, who has split up some money for demolition and relocation in the past two years, is a very nice person, but it is stupid to have a daughter. He asked Qin Chen that the little mute looks quite hardworking, should he go to his cousin's place? .

Of course, Qin Chen knew what the owner of the snack shop meant. He said that he wanted to raise him as a son, but in fact he was looking for someone to rely on for his future daughter. It seemed to be a good idea for everyone.

But, is the little mute willing?

He looked into the kitchen, and he knew the kid must have heard it.

Qin Chen stopped hiding, squatted in front of the child, and asked him if he would like to go to the little boss's cousin. He looked at Qin Chen with cold and disdainful eyes for a long time, and suddenly wanted to say goodbye to Qin Chen. on the arm.

The child's teeth were very sharp, and he bit him straight out of blood. He raised his head, his eye circles were red, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with Qin Chen's blood. Qin Chen thought, I was bitten out of blood, so I didn't cry. Why are you crying instead?

The child disappeared completely that day.

No matter how Qin Chen searched for him near Haigang Street in the next few days, he couldn't find him.

Until half a month later, when the typhoon raged again, Qin Chen once received a takeaway order and sent it to a group of high-end villas where rich people lived, and specially ordered their signature fried rice.

The management of the high-end villas is very strict. He was led by the guards through the complicated buildings, thinking that such a rich person would also eat junk food on the street?How strange.

He delivered the takeaway upstairs, and then, he saw the little mute who disappeared half a month ago again.

I haven't seen him for just a few days. He seems to have transitioned from a child to a teenager. He was dressed cleanly, like a young master. Qin Chen guessed that he had returned home. Qin Chen just wanted to ask him how he was doing. Alright, he turned around, glanced at Qin Chen indifferently, and said, "Put down the fried rice, you can go."

Qin Chen was stunned for a moment, he found that the little mute was not a little mute.

—It turns out that he can talk.

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There is still a little memory, and it should be over tomorrow.