I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Liang Ze's voice is clear, but when he speaks in a low voice, the ending will be a little mellow and hoarse. It's rare for Guan Ling to hear him speak to himself without orders, ridicule, or even the slightest bit of impatience.

It can be called gentle, almost dreamy.

But Guan Ling was drunk, his reaction was slow, and his thoughts were not very clear, so he didn't care about Liang Ze's rare soft tone, but was stunned by his words themselves on the spot.

Time seemed to go back to the rainy night before his death. During the day, he went to the Academy of Fine Arts, but was trapped outside a certain teaching building by the heavy rain. That was the second time he saw Liang Ze and greeted him.

He was going to visit Elder Qi, but met Liang Ze by accident, then "premeditatedly" changed his mind, got in Liang Ze's car, and presented him with a painting, the way he declared his sovereignty It's so stupid, so stupid that Liang Ze didn't even see the purpose of his donating the painting, and happily accepted it.

In fact, Zhou Chong had started to harass him intentionally or unintentionally at that time. He also told Zhou Jinhang in private, but Zhou Jinhang didn't care.The reason why he went to Mr. Qi's place that day was also because Zhou Chong came to his gallery to buy paintings the day before, and he was not allowed to drive away customers when he opened the door for business. Although Guan Ling was concerned in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, and received him like any other customer. , The painting was bought, but there was no sign of people leaving.

"You've been with Zhou Jinhang for so long and he just made you such a small broken gallery?" Zhou Chong sat on the reception sofa in the studio, crossed his legs, leaned on the sofa leisurely, and spoke with contempt.

Cheng Fei didn't answer the question, but asked directly, "What do you want to say?"

"Follow me, I can open ten such galleries for you." Zhou Chong said carelessly.

Cheng Fei smiled, polite and alienated, "It's enough for me to have this family."

"Then what if I make this family unable to continue?" Zhou Chong asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Cheng Fei was not afraid of his threat, "Zhou Jinhang is the shareholder of the gallery, you are not."

"As long as I think about it," Zhou Chong clicked his tongue, "Don't talk about the gallery, he will also offer you with both hands."

Naturally, Cheng Fei couldn't believe it. Although Zhou Jinhang has been busy recently and the two of them haven't had many opportunities to meet each other, the relationship is still there, and it's not like an outsider will give it without reservation if he wants it.

"Zhou Jinhang doesn't love you." Zhou Chong took a strong medicine before leaving, "He has someone in his heart, you know better than anyone else, why waste your youth, if you are with me, at least for now, I am still very interested in you What's more, you should know that Zhou Jinhang is a person who can sacrifice everything in the face of interests, so why should you deceive yourself."

Zhou Chong's words were harsh, but they hit the nail on the head. Ever since he met Liang Ze at the airport in early June, he has been living in self-deception.

Cheng Fei spent the whole day in a daze, and the next day he was afraid that Zhou Chong would come again, so he simply didn't go to the gallery, and was bored at home alone, thinking blindly, and it happened that he hadn't visited Qi Lao for a long time, so he went to the Academy of Fine Arts temporarily.

Liang Ze gave him a ride, and Cheng Fei got out of the car halfway. After Liang Ze's car drove away, he hailed a taxi and went back to the Academy of Fine Arts.

When I arrived at the gate of Qi's hometown, most of my clothes and pants were wet.

Old Qi is getting old, besides his ears are not working well, he also walks a little staggeringly, the one who opened the door was a nanny, his face collapsed when he recognized the person at the door, and the one who was leaning on crutches scolded him, scolded him He didn't bring an umbrella on a rainy day, scolding him for not caring about his body, Cheng Fei suffered quietly and enjoyed it.

After Mr. Qi scolded him, he hurriedly asked the nanny to bring him a towel. Before Cheng Fei changed his shoes, he was dragged to the bathroom by the old man, and asked him to dry himself with a hair dryer before he was allowed to come out.

He hadn't been cared so much by someone for a long time, and whether it was because of being moved or because of Zhou Chong's insincere threats, or those billy arrows that stabbed people, Cheng Fei suddenly wanted to cry.

When he tidied himself up and went out, Mr. Qi had already set up the chessboard, opened the sliding door of the balcony, and placed the table at the door. The showers hit the leaves, which were as lively as setting off firecrackers. Mr. Qi smiled at him Waving, "Come and kill a game with me."

"Okay." Cheng Fei nodded with the corners of his mouth pulled, and strode forward.

Mr. Qi took him to the junior year because his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't teach him anymore. He was already past the retirement age, so the school let Mr. Qi rest at home, but Mr. Qi always liked Cheng Fei. He always said that he was like He was a former student, persistent, tenacious and talented.

Chess was too exhausting, Cheng Fei was preoccupied with other things, and he was absent-minded when playing chess. Only halfway through a game, Qi Lao waved his hand and said he was tired. Cheng Fei took the chess for him and planned to leave. Before he got up, Qi Lao He asked him with a smile, "Did something happen to you?"

Compared with the scolding and caring when he entered the door, the old man's voice and expression were so kind, with a bit of concern in the kindness, which smashed Cheng Fei's heart wall to pieces.

The grievance and embarrassment seemed to be over, but he endured it, fearing that the old man would worry about him, so he just pursed his lips and smiled and said it was okay.

Liang Ze's expression when he said this was completely different from that of Elder Qi. He did not have a kind expression, nor did he express strong concern in his tone, but Guan Ling looked at his face. afternoon.

It was so confusing that for a moment he couldn't tell which was the past and which was the present, or whether he was Cheng Fei or Guan Ling.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Liang Ze thought that his memory was confused after being drunk and he didn't remember it for a while, so he changed his direction and reminded, "You are not quite right today."

With just this one sentence, all the things I heard in Shen's Building in the afternoon played back in my mind like a slide show, forcing Guan Ling to recognize the reality and force him to break away from the past.

Guan Ling regained his composure, and pulled the corner of his mouth, "What's wrong with me?" It was true that he drank too much, and his sanity was not very clear, and he even stared at Liang Ze's face for a long time before he recognized him clearly, but he But there was no fragment. He still remembered that he made a fool of himself at the dining table, "Did you eat too much?" Guan Ling suddenly said, and sat back on the sofa with a broken jar, "I used to eat It's a lot, it's usually this amount, do you feel bad about the money?" Guan Ling fell back on the soft pillow and laughed mischievously, "Then you deserve it too."

Well, I was obedient for a few minutes, and now I'm back to the prototype.

But Liang Ze didn't intend to argue with a drunk, he nodded, "Okay, just pretend I didn't ask."

"But you have already asked." Guan Ling was unyielding, as if deliberately against him.

"Then what do you want to say?" Liang Ze asked.

Guan Ling pursed her lips and did not answer, but popped out a sentence that had nothing to do with the topic——

"I like white roses best."

Liang Ze paused when he turned around, and then heard Guan Ling say: "Although you bought flowers for me to play, I still want to thank you. I have never been given white roses by anyone other than myself."

Send yourself?

Liang Ze was stunned for a while, feeling a little complicated because of Guan Ling's words.

The reason why he bought white roses was because the old man said that Zhao Yihuan likes them, so he deliberately bought what she liked and gave it to Guan Ling, a fake boyfriend, to act in a show. These actions were almost subconscious, and it was just normal for Guan Ling to act with him However, it was the first time he began to think about what he did because of Guan Ling's words. It was the first time he thought about whether he was spending money to buy services, but whether he should also take into account the thoughts of the service providers.

Guan Ling's expression was very serious, as if he was talking about something special, and his tone was inexplicably sad, which made Liang Ze feel weak for no reason. The truth was between his teeth, but it was like a stick in his throat. Covering up his embarrassment, he said softly, "You're welcome, as long as you like it."

"However," Guan Ling shook his head, "If there is still drama in this area in the future, don't buy eleven."

Liang Ze casually untied his tie and hung it on his wrist, "What?"

"It's too heavy to love you forever," Guan Ling murmured faintly, "Don't tell people easily, even if it's just a show."

Such a quiet and sentimental Guan Ting is really rare, Liang Ze didn't turn back, and said "OK" softly.

It's rare for two people who are used to each other to be so quiet, Liang Ze couldn't get used to it for a while, he rolled up the tie hanging on his wrist, "Go and wash it."

"I'm going back." Guan Ling said, but he was buried in the soft sofa without moving.

"You can't recognize anyone. You put on a pair of slippers five times before you put them on," Liang Ze said leisurely, "Just save yourself."

"Who told you to bring me here?" Guan Ling frowned and muttered.

"Leave you in the restaurant?" Liang Ze clicked his tongue, "I don't have a habit of abusing employees."

Probably it was the word "employee" that unlocked a certain locked nerve in Guan Ling. He sat up from the sofa and spread his hands to Liang Ze, "You haven't paid the bill yet."

"Zhao Yihuan has basically come to an end." Liang Ze glanced at his flat palm, with clear lines and smooth lines and slender fingers. He said calmly, "Just a service fee."

"That has to be given." Guan Lingqu ticked inward with four fingers.

"It's already been deducted." Liang Ze said flatly.

"When?" Guan Ling was shocked.

"Just now..." Liang Ze raised his wrist and glanced at the dial, "It was about half an hour ago."

"Why don't I know?" Guan Ling jumped up from the sofa anxiously, whether it was because he got up too quickly or because of the alcohol, his head was dizzy and his body shook, and he fell back on the sofa in an instant.

"You know now." Liang Ze said.

"Why?" Guan Ling frowned, because of the discomfort caused by dizziness, even Liang Ze, who led him to look a step away, had several double images, his nose and eyes had grown into a face, and his arms and legs had several extras. strip.

"Because I took a lot of effort to bring you back from the restaurant." When it comes to money, Liang Ze felt that it was necessary to explain in detail, "and I was laughed at on the way."

"What does it matter to me that you are laughed at?" Guan Ling rubbed her face and ignored the first half of the sentence, "You will deduct money from me if you are laughed at? And you say you don't abuse employees?"

"I was ridiculed because of you." Liang Ze was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Me? Did I vomit on you?" Guan Ling raised his arm subconsciously and sniffed, "I don't smell anything."

"You didn't vomit." Liang Ze said.

"Then why did they laugh at you?" Guan Ling was puzzled, "What did they laugh at you?"

Xu was annoyed by his repeated questions, Liang Ze couldn't hold back, and blurted out, "Laugh at me for touching you."

Guan Ling was choked up by these words. He thought it was quite reasonable at first, but suddenly lost his confidence for no reason. He opened his mouth and asked weakly after a long while, "Then did you touch it?"

Liang Ze regretted it when he said this, but the clearer will clear himself up, not to mention that the person involved has come to him, so he is still neither humble nor overbearing, "Forget it... just touch it."

Guan Ling: "..."

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