Deja vu: Han Jiang

In the second year after the treatment, Jiang Ke's body has recovered to be no different from ordinary people.

If you don't count the bad elements in it, Jiang Ke's previous vision and experience are enough to make him competent for most of the jobs.

However, he chose a facade room downstairs from a resident and opened a pastry shop.

The skill of making cakes was learned when I was studying abroad in France.Jiang Ke is economically savvy, and has long been familiar with businessmen's ways, while the pastry shop is in the style of niche literature and art.The money he invested in the decoration design in the early stage is worthy of the signboard of "imported raw materials, chanson French style". The pastries are exquisite, beautiful and mouth-watering.

In the third year, Jiang Ke recruited another buddy to teach him how to make bread.His eyesight for seeing people is still as good as before, and the guys he chooses are hardworking and down-to-earth.Although the brain is not bright, but eager to learn and ask questions.He just waited for his apprentice to get on the Tao, and he could relax a lot.

Of course, he does not spare money, and the salary is quite generous.After all, for Jiang Ke himself, it is good to make ends meet.

Early in the morning, guests came.

The wind chime at the door issued a series of crisp "jingling" sounds.

"Bonjour." The guy greeted skillfully in French and smiled at the guests.The man was wearing a black windbreaker, and the suit and tie inside were of excellent material, and his long legs were set off by the trousers, which were straight and slender.One can tell at a glance that he is either rich or noble. The guy has never seen such a high-end guest, so he can't help but look at him twice.Following the gaze of the visitor, he looked at his boss.

The kitchen is transparent.On the other side of the glass wall, Jiang Ke was looking up into the oven, leaving only a back view for outsiders.After a while, he squatted down to check another oven, and now only half of the back of his head remained.

The person who came stood there without moving, lowered his eyes, his side face looked a little stiff, as if frozen.

The guy didn't know, so he said, "Are you here to find the boss?"

"Hmm." The man responded with a hoarse voice, and asked again, "What's your boss' name?"

The man hesitated for a moment: "The boss's surname is Jiang."

"Jiang Ke?"

The guy smiled: "Do you know the boss?"

The man nodded: "I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know how he is doing recently."

"Hey, I've only worked with the boss for the past two years." Good-looking men have a natural ability to make people want to get close to them, and this guest is obviously one of them.And there were no other customers in the morning, so the clerk said, "But the boss has been living by himself since the divorce."

"Divorce?" The man frowned, his body froze involuntarily.

The man was also a little surprised, and asked back, "You don't know?"

The man shook his head slowly.

The guy laughed instead, gossiping: "It happened four years ago. Maybe it was because of the divorce that I lost contact with my former friends. I think the boss is hurt, otherwise why are you still single for so many years? There are a lot of people chasing him, many female customers who come to the store just to take a look at him, and there are many little girls secretly laughing behind him..."

The man became even more silent, his mouth tightly pursed into a line.In places where no one else can see, the nails are deeply sunken into the palm.

"So although our store is small, the business is very good." The guy is still talking about it, "The boss never does publicity, but the return rate is very high. You are here for the first time, you can try our store's special of……"

Listening to the man's introduction, the man looked at the glass window again in a slightly absent-minded manner.But this time, his and Jiang Ke's eyes met in mid-air, and the momentary eye contact made him feel slightly shuddering.

The ecstasy of losing and regaining, and the exhaustion of turning around, made his heart stop beating at that moment.

Jiang Ke quickly lowered his eyelids.

The man stood still and put his hands straight into the pockets of his windbreaker.Quietly watching Jiang Ke take off his gloves and mask, walk behind the solid wall, and push open a hidden door... Finally, the whole person appeared in front of him.

Gu Han looked at all this coldly, as if a dream had come true, but he couldn't believe it easily.

The clerk turned the side of the house plate with [close] written on it outward, poured tea and cocoa for the two of them, and was about to leave work for the holiday.

"The salary will be paid to you as usual." Seeing the guy's uneasy look, Jiang Ke laughed, "Let's go."

The clerk glanced at the customer again, and the other party's eyes were like ice picks piercing the boss's body for a moment.However, the boss still smiled like a spring breeze in the eyes of the other party, so why should he worry about it?So he tidied up the bar with a grin, and closed the door behind him when he left.

Jiang Ke lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

On the other side of the table, Gu Han's fingers holding the handle of the cup were slightly twisted due to too much force.He recalled Jiang Ke's voice just now, and repeated: "White hot chocolate, with butter flowers and chopped pistachios."

"Huh?" Jiang Ke looked up at him and asked curiously, "Has your taste changed?"

Gu Han shook his head and took a deep breath: "Jiang Ke, it's really you."

Jiang Ke laughed, and touched his face: "I shouldn't be getting old anytime soon."

It's not just that he doesn't age very quickly, five years have left no trace on his face.If we talk about changes, Gu Han recalled the figure when he approached him just now, but Jiang Ke was only a little thinner than before.

"How have you been these past few years?" Gu Han asked.

He didn't know what answer he wanted to hear.In fact, he just wanted to know if Jiang Ke was really married, and why he got divorced.As for whether he was lucky or not, he didn't want to know at all.

As long as Quan Dangjiang can live a happy life.Gu Han only knew that he himself was having a bad time, not at all.He has a high position and authority, and is luxurious and rich on the outside, but only he himself knows what's inside.

"Very good." Sure enough, Jiang Ke replied, "The business of the pastry shop is good, and you can barely make ends meet." After a pause, he continued, "You are now an upstart in the technology circle, and the company's performance is now doubling every year , you can see your name if you flip through two pages of the financial page..."

"Did you say Han Jiang?" Gu Han smiled, "Jiang Ke, you won't forget that your name is still in the name of the company, right?"

Jiang Ke's smile froze on his face: "Gu Han..."

He lowered his head and took another sip of his tea.In the hot air of black tea, Jiang Ke's brows were not very clear.His voice carried the chill of early spring in the spacious and confined space: "I think I should tell you clearly about what happened five years ago."

"I know you used that money to treat your mother, and I don't blame you."

Jiang Ke was startled, his fingers were unsteady, and the black tea trembled slightly in the white porcelain cup.

Gu Han looked down at the hot cocoa, the snow-white cream flowers slowly dissolved in the latte-colored liquid, and the rich and viscous foam overflowed the cup wall.His deep and suppressed voice flowed slowly, as if he had returned to a certain time point in the past: "It's just that I thought you would come back when your mother recovered from her illness. So I dare not disturb you and wait for you obediently .At that time, I don't even want Han Jiang, as long as you will come back."

The black teacup fell on the table, making a continuous knocking sound.Jiang Ke withdrew his hand and hid it under the table.

"But I was stabbed three times, sent to the operating table and then sent to the ICU. I didn't even see you." Gu Han looked into Jiang Ke's eyes, trying to find a little emotion from it.Recalling the time when he escaped death, there was no trace of sadness in his tone, but the traces of resentment and anger in his calm words made people feel bone-chilling cold.

Jiang Ke took a deep breath: "I was..."

However, there is no text.Jiang Ke stared fixedly at the desktop, as if caught in an old memory.

"Calculate the time," Gu Han wrote lightly in a very low voice, "You were just married at that time."

Jiang Ke suddenly raised his eyes and moved his lips, but couldn't say a word.

"I've been lying on the hospital bed for two months, and I figured it out." Gu Han laughed at himself, his voice was fast and calm, as if he had said the words countless times, "Jiang Ke likes that clever and obedient Gu Han." , A college student who can write codes, program and is obsessed with him, can help him make money during the day and warm his bed at night..."

"Gu Han!" Jiang Ke interrupted him trembling.

But Gu Han couldn't stop the car at all.He stared closely at Jiang Ke's eyes, every word was like a rusty dagger, stabbing into the hollow of his chest repeatedly: "It's a pity that although I want to be a fool, I still can't bow my knees to fight for my enemies. Money sells your life, let alone eat human blood steamed buns against your conscience."

In the end, he said, "Jiang Ke, I'm different from you."

"So you're never coming back. It's my fault, a daydream."

Jiang Ke collapsed powerlessly on the sofa, his eyes looked at Gu Han without any expression.

He wanted to explain, but the intricate past made him exhausted.What's more, some of the people involved have passed away, some have gone bankrupt, and some are still active in the mall but have turned enemies into friends... There is really no need to dig out those old rotten grains.

Did Gu Han come today just to humiliate him and hit him?Well, then he will be fine.

"Gu Han, I'm sorry." After a long time, Jiang Ke found his voice.He was a little dazed and didn't know why he was apologizing, but the arrogant and innocent Jiang Ke five years ago was already dead.Now Jiang Ke understands that everyone is being played by the palm of fate, he is just bowing his head to the inevitability of the past.

The room fell into an oppressive silence again.

Gu Han took a sip of hot chocolate, his eyes drooped, as if he was thinking about something.The sunlight came in through the window, reflected in his pupils repeatedly, and sometimes a bunch of dark colors sucked all the brightness into the deepest darkness in his eyes.

The teacup in front of Jiang Ke was already empty, but he didn't move, just stared down at his trembling hands.

"What about now?" Gu Han suddenly asked.He seemed to have lost all his patience suddenly, put down the mug heavily, and stared at Jiang Ke with rather sharp eyes, "Han Jiang is not what it used to be, and you yourself admit the status and power I have gained."

Jiang Ke, who was sitting opposite, grabbed his hands, hoping they would stop shaking.He didn't hear what Gu Han said clearly, subconsciously asked: "Huh?"

Gu Han stared at him, folded his hands on the table and said, "I can take care of you this time, Jiang Ke."

"I do not……"

Jiang Ke wanted to say, I can't.Or, I can't.

But Gu Han interrupted him, his tone full of disdainful malice: "Jiang Ke, what right do you have to say 'no' now?"

On this point, Gu Han was right.

When a person's ability and wealth allow him to climb to the top of a certain society, many rules have been distorted by his will.The so-called restriction is just a red line drawn at the bottom of morality.

Gu Han said, Jiang Ke, I want to take care of you.

If Jiang Ke is willing, everyone will be happy; if Jiang Ke is unwilling, Gu Han will naturally have means to make him beg him to take care of him.Now Jiang Ke has no money or power, but he has weaknesses all over his body: this pastry shop, the handyman, his divorced wife, and even the files kept in Hanjiang Technology... Whatever it is, Gu Han can handle it well. space.

He was right, Jiang Ke couldn't refuse him.

As he said, the current Jiang is not qualified to say "no".This is the first time in so many years that he feels truly satisfied with having power.

Before you know it, the sun has sunk to its highest point.There was a bright sun in the pastry shop, and the figures of the two people were outlined in a warm golden circle.However, in this bright sky, Jiang Ke's face was terribly pale.If you look closely at his eyes, you will find that the light-colored pupils are slightly dilated, hiding fear and panic.

But in the end, Jiang Ke just nodded and gave a soft "hmm".

Gu Han stood up and walked out of the pastry shop first, Jiang Ke followed behind him.

Looking at Jiang Ke's back with his head bowed and locked the door, Gu Han suddenly said: "You have changed a lot."

The key accidentally fell on the ground.Jiang Ke seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then slowly bent down to pick it up, and said, "You too."

"What does the name of this store mean?"

Following Gu Han's gaze, Jiang Ke also glanced at the LED light sign above the pastry shop.The smooth beginning and end of Arabic letters form an unfamiliar French word.

Jiang Ke said lightly: "Forgot."