The invulnerability of fast wear

That night, Wu Xie tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He kept recalling the face of Mr. Yan in his impression, but was surprised to find that he could no longer describe the details of the other's eyebrows and eyes through strong associations, and could only simply think of the other's pupils like two ambers immersed in an ocean of golden honey. Lips are moist and beautiful, suitable for kissing.

Besides, he couldn't even describe what he and Yan went through in detail, but he could vaguely recall that the other party wanted to propose to him and was interrupted by the virus—as for what the virus looked like, he came back He'd completely forgotten about it the first day, and now he's starting to wonder if he's ever seen a virus, because he really can't remember anything about it.

People's emotions are usually pinned on their memories and experiences. Wu Xie doesn't know what will happen if this continues. What he fears the most is that even if he finally meets Mr. Yan one day, he will be dumbfounded after losing his memory. Standing stiffly in front of this person, he was obviously the closest person, and it was obviously the long-awaited moment in his heart, but when everything really came, he tasted the feeling of strangeness and alienation.

He didn't want that.

Wu Xie stayed up all night, staring at the ceiling.

He tried to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind, and let the only memory left from yesterday last one more night, which was more important to him now than anything else.

Although when he got up, the sudden dizziness caused him to stagger, and he almost knocked on the bathroom door, but the cold water made him sober - coming out of the bathroom with a cold body, Wu Xie felt that he could not cope with the meeting all morning. enough.

……

Dongnuange is located on the busiest street in the city center. Various advertising banners and TVs are playing steadily among the crowds. .

The man who hadn't experienced this kind of fast-paced life for a long time was actually a little uncomfortable, so he deliberately came half an hour early to find a place.

He carried the briefcase containing the information, followed the address given by someone Bai, and finally stopped at the door of a hotel with a magnificent decoration and full of local tyrants. He looked in from the revolving door and saw a restaurant with poor taste. furnish.

It's not that the decoration inside is cheap, but from the large area of ​​diamonds and gold leaf on the walls, it can be seen that the decorator's taste...is very eye-catching.

Judging from the decoration of this restaurant, Wu Xie somewhat believes Bai's statement that "a wife in her 40s manages customers strictly".

Taking a deep breath, he entered the revolving glass door—the original metal temperature of the handle suddenly warmed up, and he smelled the fragrance of flowers and fruits.

He saw with his own eyes that the world outside the glass door seemed to be distorted and pulled away. As he walked into the hall step by step, the original resplendent decoration suddenly turned into a log color. The layout of the hall almost made Wu Xie think that he had returned to the Qingxi Valley. The difference is that there are two intertwined pear trees planted on both sides of the hall.

"Is that Mr. Wu?"

When the waiter called him, he was startled, and when he turned around, he saw a woman in a simple Tang suit brushing her hair behind her ears, and said politely:

"Mr. Yan has arrived, please follow me."

Wu Xie vaguely felt that she was very similar to a person he had seen, but he couldn't remember that person's appearance at all. He could only vaguely perceive some clues hidden in the truth, but he couldn't weave them together quickly and coherently.

He followed the woman through the unoccupied mahogany booth, the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows came in softly, and the whole space was filtered with a fresh sense of transparency. A man in casual clothes was sitting by the window, black and white. Hair floats in the air.

When he looked over with his chin in his hand, Wu Xie paused.

Thick gold powder and honey flow in the full water light, it is like two carefully embellished gems, with high transparency, so that others can see the color different from the blue sky and sea, and instantly bring the colorful and warm evening moment .

The man stood up quickly, showing a very gentle smile:

"Mr. Wu, hello, I'm Yan Song."

Wu Xie originally thought that he was already tall, but when he got closer, he realized that the other party was actually a few inches taller than him. His way of speaking was a bit like some radio hosts he had contacted before. It seemed that he had practiced it specially, and his enunciation was clear and standard.

The mature temperament of this "Yan Song" which is different from the dream is also confusing. Mr. Yan in his impression usually appears in the form of a youth or a teenager, although their performance is often far superior to that of their peers, but in In his opinion, there is always something childish, but the person standing in front of him now is full of gentle and inclusive sunshine/temperament, which is different from the Mr. Yan he has been in contact with before.

This is a man who seems to be a full-grown man in terms of age and spirit. Although he has never been in contact with this person, he is inexplicably certain in his heart—but perhaps because of memory fading, he originally thought that he He would be extremely excited to hug this person and tell everything, but now he calmly looks for 0001, and habitually confirms what kind of tasks there will be.

But 0001 did not appear as expected.

Only this man named Yan Song stretched out his hand and said with a smile:

"It's been a long time."

Shaking it back, Wu Xie tried to confirm his eyes with the other party, but Yan Song just gave him a glance with a smile, and handed him the menu, asking him to order first, and then added a few dishes - all of which were more in line with his taste You Qi also thoughtfully ordered a cup of triple espresso Americano for him.

Few people around him know about his bitter taste. Although Bai knows that he likes tea and hates desserts, he doesn't know the reason. Even his family members don't pay attention to it.

Yan Song, on the other hand, looked like "I know everything about you like the back of my hand". It was only the first time we met, but he was extremely sure about his liking - only Mr. Yan could do this.

The gears gradually aligned, and the heart that was beating smoothly due to amnesia suddenly accelerated. Wu Xie stroked the hidden petal pattern under the tablecloth with his fingertips, and said politely:

"I was going to come with my partner today, but he had to go on a business trip temporarily, so I came first. I didn't expect Mr. Yan to be so young. My partner even joked with me that you are a 40-year-old married person. To be honest , you are so handsome, I would believe you are a college student."

"Mr. Wu was joking. You don't have to be so polite. You can call me Yan Song or Ah Song. We are all young people. Calling Mr. Yan is too restrained." Yan Song folded the napkin on the table, his attitude was still gentle, "I I'm 26 this year, so I should be about the same age as Mr. Wu."

"You are one year older than me." Wu Xie was a little surprised, "Are you a medical student?"

"To be honest, I used to be in the entertainment industry." Putting the folded napkin, the man said with a smile, "Voice actors, in Internet slang, they are called CV—but it was a long time ago, because of a friend." Changing careers to medical treatment, speaking of it, Mr. Wu is also young and promising, and you are a bit different from my impression of you."

"... President Yan has seen me?" Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment.

"No." The man subconsciously squeezed the knife, and then took the words away, "I just heard it, your partner told me that you studied finance in the early years, you are very capable, and you are interested in working in the medical industry." For the future development of this area, I have also been involved in finance for a while, and you are indeed very famous in the circle, so I said I have admired you for a long time."

"Boss Yan is too polite."

"Besides, there is something I want to clarify." The man said in a half-joking and half-serious tone, "I'm not considered married, if I insist... I'd be considered widowed."

The gears that were about to overlap suddenly got stuck, Wu Xie's hands hidden under the tablecloth trembled, and all his movements came to a standstill.

"He's my fiancé...We're not married yet." Yan Song said, "He left so suddenly that I didn't have time to prepare—I've been looking for him everywhere during this time, and recently I finally found my way."

"...Is that so?" Wu Xie said calmly, "Then I wish Boss Yan's wish to come true as soon as possible."

Yan Song nodded gracefully, and said softly:

"It has been achieved."

The two had their own thoughts, Wu Xie toasted to drink tea, Yan Song's phone vibrated suddenly, he glanced at the incoming call casually, his expression didn't change in particular, he simply nodded:

"Ah Xie, I'm going to answer the phone."

Wu Xie nodded:

"Please."

After the other party left, he suddenly realized that the man called him "A Xie" whether on purpose or not, and he actually responded habitually.

Certain memories that had been erased suddenly came alive again.

The dizziness is mixed with a little dull pain, the brain tissue seems to be cut by a sharp object, you can feel the cold blade is churning inside, but you can’t struggle due to double anesthesia——The sudden tinnitus makes the man feel low in pain head to go.

Looking up again, the original quaint store has disappeared, and sitting in front of him is a 40-year-old man with a big belly and bald head.

Seeing him come back to his senses, the man showed a greasy smile:

"Mr. Wu, why are you silent all of a sudden?"

Wu Xie looked around in a daze, frowning and tentatively said:

"Boss Yan?"

"It's me." The man said kindly, "What is the main use of your medical equipment? Why don't you talk about it? I'm still very interested in this project. Both you and Xiaobai A young man with great ideas, but we still need to look at several aspects to reach a cooperation in this matter..."

Wu Xie peeped a familiar figure outside the window, standing among the sparse crowd—preaching was filtered by his ears like water, and all useful and useless information became air.

"……sorry."

The man who couldn't concentrate at all picked up the briefcase, waved his hands in a daze and hurriedly said:

"Mr. Yan, I have something important here. Let's talk about it next time when I have time. Thank you for your kindness. Let's go first."

"Hey, I haven't finished talking, don't go away——Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, eh... how do you do things." The middle-aged man thumped the table and said, "It really is a young man with no hair on his mouth, so he can't do things well."

However, long before he complained, the tall young man disappeared like the wind in this vulgar but dazzling shop, leaving no contact information behind.

The author has something to say:

I'm so happy, the world is going to explode

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22:27 make up

I don’t understand why light/qi is a forbidden word【

And update on Saturday, forgot to mention

The reason for not changing on Sunday is... Typhoon days, I want to save extra time at home...