After saving Bai Yueguang's substitute

【Today's love temperature: 52℃】

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The day Jiang Shengsheng completely moved back home, I invited her to have a meal with Xu Zhinian.

"Is it a breakup meal?" Jiang Shengsheng rarely took his attention away from his phone.

I was speechless: "What kind of breakup meal, how did you take the culture class?"

Jiang Shengsheng pretended not to hear my ridicule.

She asked me: "Brother, which restaurant did you order?"

I reported the name of the restaurant to her.

She said: "This restaurant doesn't taste good. I went there last time, and the service attitude is also bad. Change to another one."

I said, "I've already ordered this, so I don't have time to find a restaurant."

Jiang Shengsheng said: "Brother, you must have a way!"

I glared at her: "You are just used to it."

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Jiang Shengsheng is my uncle's only daughter, and she has been pampered since she was a child.

I was so pestered by her that I couldn't help it, so I simply gave her Assistant Sun's contact information and asked her to choose a restaurant by herself.

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Jiang Shengsheng finally chose a revolving restaurant located on the top floor of the city's iconic radio and television tower.

The head chef of the restaurant is from Italy and is said to be proficient in European, Japanese, and Indian cuisines.

"I'm tired of eating Mrs. Wang's Chinese food at home." Jiang Shengsheng said, "Of course I have to eat something different this time."

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Before going out, Jiang Shengsheng specially changed Xu Zhinian's clothes.

"Being good is an advantage. You look good in anything you wear." She sighed and pulled Xu Zhinian in front of me, "Brother, what do you think?"

I turned my head slightly and looked at Xu Zhinian.

I have to admit that as a designer, Jiang Shengsheng has a pretty good vision.

A blue striped shirt with gray trousers, and a small suit on the outside.

Like a little prince walking out of an old castle.

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Xu Zhinian opened his eyes wide and waited for my comment.

I nodded: "It's okay."

Jiang Shengsheng interjected from the side: "Obviously it looks amazing."

Xu Zhinian tugged at the collar of his shirt, a little nervous: "Just... go out for a meal, there's no need to dress so grandly."

"When you go to a high-end restaurant, you have to dress better, or you will be stopped at the door." Jiang Shengsheng said.

Xu Zhinian was dubious: "...Is that so?"

I glanced at Jiang Shengsheng: "Don't scare him."

Jiang Shengsheng quickly explained: "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously. But you are so handsome, of course you need to dress up more, look at my brother, don't you also wear a suit and leather shoes today."

Xu Zhinian said in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang... seems to wear this every day."

Jiang Shengsheng was rarely choked.

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The revolving restaurant has a quiet environment and adds a little fashion style to the traditional design.

From the 360° fully transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a panoramic view of the night view of the city.

Many business people like this feeling of overlooking from a high place, holding a wine glass in their hands, talking about the building he invested in and the land he developed.

——It seems that the economic lifeline of the entire city is in their hands.

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There are not too few customers in the restaurant, but the seats are arranged very openly. The diners have a relaxed manner and whisper when they talk, making the restaurant very quiet.

In the public area in the middle, a luthier in a white tuxedo sits in front of a grand piano.

The elegant sound of the piano became the clearest sound in the restaurant.

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It was the first time for Xu Zhinian to eat in this kind of restaurant, and he was at a loss for a moment with a knife and fork.

He didn't know the table manners of the upper class, and his movements were stiff and clumsy.

When the waiter came to speak in English, his back visibly tensed.

Sometimes the clashing sound of knives, forks and plates was too loud, and his eyeballs turned cautiously, lest someone pay attention to him.

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Like a frightened little animal that strayed into the crowd.

Weak, pitiful and helpless.

But too cute.

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Jiang Shengsheng motioned to me: "Brother, go and teach me how to use Niannian."

I raised my eyebrows: "Why don't you teach him?"

Jiang Shengsheng said: "A man and a woman can't kiss each other."

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Ah.

When you usually have fun with him, you never feel that men and women are not close.

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Having said that, I got up in a strange way and sat next to Xu Zhinian.

Xu Zhinian was taken aback and shrank back inside.

I frowned displeased.

Am I so scary?

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Xu Zhinian said: "No, no need."

I ignored it, and demonstrated it first: "See how I do it."

After the demonstration, I asked, "Have you learned it?"

Xu Zhinian nodded quickly: "I have learned."

I didn't move, but signaled to him: "Then you do it again."

His hand holding the fork trembled slightly.

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While correcting his movements, I sat next to him and ate.

"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous." I said, "You are a consumer, a guest, and we are here to enjoy our meals. You can relax. Even if you do something out of line, it's no big deal, no one will treat you Point and point."

Xu Zhinian really relaxed a little, and said, "I'm just... afraid of embarrassing you."

I said, "I'm not afraid of losing face."

Xu Zhinian froze for a moment.

I turned to look at him: "So you don't have to be afraid, just be yourself."

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Fine dining restaurants usually have two characteristics.

One is that the price is very expensive.

The second is that the portion is very small.

Xu Zhinian stared at the empty plate in front of him, as if he was not full yet.

Fortunately, the waiter came over with a plate of dessert.

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I said to Xu Zhinian, "Open your mouth."

He froze for a moment: "Huh?"

I put a small cake in his mouth.

Xu Zhinian didn't react, he choked and swallowed it like a gulp.

I asked him, "What does it taste like, is it delicious?"

He said, "I didn't eat it."

Ok.

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The feeling of feeding Xu Zhinian is like feeding a small animal, which makes people feel interesting and comfortable.

I took another piece and fed him.

This time he took two careful bites.

The tip of my tongue stuck out, trying to roll the cake into my mouth, but I was caught off guard by my fingers before I could retreat.

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The warm, moist touch is fleeting.

I paused, then retracted my hand as if nothing had happened, picked up the napkin beside me and wiped it.

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The sound of the piano sounded just at this time, covering up my complicated mood at that moment.

This time it is a new piece, with a beautiful melody and full of poetry.

Sounds familiar, but I can't name it.

431

I asked Jiang Shengsheng: "What is the name of this piano piece?"

Jiang Shengsheng was stunned for a moment: "How do I know?"

I said, "Aren't you an art student?"

Jiang Shengsheng gave me a blank look: "Brother, do you know that painting and music are two categories of art, I studied painting and design, and I don't know piano."

Well, I overestimated her sentimentality.

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Xu Zhinian replied, "It's Chopin's Nocturne in E-flat Major."

I said to Jiang Shengsheng: "Look, law students know more about art than you do."

Jiang Shengsheng: "..."

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After this meal, we parted ways with Jiang Shengsheng.

After returning home, only Xu Zhinian and I were left, without Jiang Shengsheng making noise in our ears, it was much quieter immediately.

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When I lived alone, I was used to the desertedness of my home.

Now it's a little unaccustomed to it.

Fortunately, remembering that there is still Xu Zhinian, the discomfort in my heart faded a lot.

435

After taking a shower and changing clothes, I noticed that there was a faint light on the balcony.

The glass door was closed, I pushed it open and took two steps forward.

The people on the balcony heard the movement and turned around.

The light of the bright moon and stars poured on him, reflecting a clear and shallow outline.

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I asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"Looking at the stars," he said.

I asked again: "Does it look good?"

"Pretty." He replied, "But not as good-looking as Mr. Jiang."

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I laughed.

I said, "Your level of praise is really different."

Xu Zhinian asked me: "Mr. Jiang, what do you think when you look at the stars?"

I shook my head: "I rarely look at the stars."

My life is mechanical and busy, I have time to look at the stars, why not go back and look at two more documents.

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Xu Zhinian asked again: "Then what are you thinking now?"

My eyes moved from the distant stars to him.

I'm thinking now...

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I froze for a moment, shook my head and said, "I didn't think about anything."

I thought my answer would make him feel boring and uninteresting, but unexpectedly he smiled.

"When I was young, when I looked at the stars, I always imagined wild things and imagined some magnificent and fantastic things." Xu Zhinian said, "Later, when I grew up, I knew that there was nothing on the stars and it was a barren planet. Imagination has become a habit of mine."

I said, "Imagination is also a beautiful thing."

Xu Zhinian responded: "The room where I was locked up actually had a balcony, but the glass door was sealed and couldn't be opened or broken. I could only open the curtains and look up at the stars through the balcony. Sometimes it’s a whole night just looking at it.”

I paused, and realized that he was talking about the three years when he was imprisoned by Yan Zhizhe.

I turned my head to look at him.

He didn't look at me, but still looked up at the stars: "For a while, the stars became my only solace. I relied on those fantasies, those beautiful and beautiful dreams, to persevere little by little. Every night without stars, I I feel like I'm broken."

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Whenever this happens, I realize that I am not good at comforting people.

I was poor at words and didn't know how to organize the language, so I had to keep silent.

Fortunately, Xu Zhinian seemed to just mention it casually.

440

I decided to change the subject.

But I'm not a talkative person.

I racked my brains and thought of the "Nocturne in E-flat Major" he said during dinner, so I asked him, "Do you like piano?"

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Speaking of which, I'm also curious.

Because his family doesn't seem to be able to afford a piano, but he can say the name of the piano skillfully.

Maybe he liked it, so he learned it later?

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Xu Zhinian paused for a moment, his expression turned cold all of a sudden.

He shook his head slowly and said, "I don't like the piano."

"Oh." I suddenly felt that the topic should end.

Xu Zhinian went on to say, "But he forced me to learn it."

I didn't respond for a while: "Who?"

Xu Zhinian said coldly, "Yan Zhizhe."

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"He forced you to learn the piano?" I was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah." Xu Zhinian looked cold, "He said I couldn't play the piano, and forced me to learn it. Sometimes he went crazy and insisted on dragging me to play the piano for him. If I didn't play the piano to his satisfaction..."

He paused, and I frowned subconsciously.

He went on to say: "If he is not satisfied, he will grab my hair and smash my head on the piano."

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My pupils shrank suddenly.

Xu Zhinian raised his bangs and said, "He smashed a hole here before, and my head was bleeding that day, which frightened him a lot."

I reached out to touch his forehead: "Is it here?"

"No." He grabbed my hand and pressed it to the side. "Here, it was a long time ago. The wound has healed long ago, leaving a not so obvious scar."

I touched it, and there was indeed a bumpy tactile sensation from my hands.

"However, since that time, he didn't dare to hit me on the head anymore, for fear that I would also have a scar on my face." Xu Zhinian said with a self-deprecating smile, "Is this considered... a blessing in disguise?"

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I watched his expression.

When he said these words, his tone was calm and his expression was indifferent.

It was as if... this encounter was nothing more than an insignificant incident in his three years.

He didn't care about it, he was used to it.

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I stroked his scar twice with my fingers and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xu Zhinian said: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a little itchy."

I shook my head: "I mean, did it hurt when he hit you?"

Xu Zhinian didn't answer me, he frowned, as if remembering.

"Forgot." Finally he said, "It should be very painful."

The author has something to say: It's not that I forgot, it's that I got used to it.

感谢在2019-11-0922:48:56~2019-11-1202:57:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: please remind me to pay off the debt, Dong, and Sapium when you see me;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：次枣药丸20瓶；星月、作业写完了吗10瓶；秉烛夜游5瓶；想当个铲屎官3瓶；英英英英、航航小可爱、西风雾、了无痕1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Text / Christine Eleven