love you like yesterday

Jiang Wenyu still couldn't escape the torment of Jiang Wenjin's phone calls three times a day, and in the end he had to choose to meet the girl whose profile picture looked very small.

The meeting was scheduled for a very cozy Saturday evening.

When Xiao Bing heard about it, he admired it sincerely: It's a good time for a date.

Jiang Wenyu didn't think much about it, because the time was set by the other party. Jiang Wenyu saw that he didn't have any work on Saturday, so he agreed.

"You are not too young anymore, Mr. Jiang should worry about your marriage for you, otherwise you are really single for the rest of your life." Xiao Bing held a thermos cup and went to the small sofa in Jiang Wenyu's office, thinking that it would be a waste of time. The leader came to inspect the work.

"Since I'm not married until now, it means I don't want to get married. If I want to find a partner, the children will be soy sauce now. She can't think of building one for me just because she got into the grave of marriage." Jiang Wenyu Dare to be angry and dare not speak out, so he can only catch Xiao Bing, a married person, to complain.

"In this way, give me a hint before you complain next time. I'll help you record a 'true confession' and send it to Mr. Jiang, so that she can understand your rebellious inner world."

"Come on, you, why don't you do more business when you have time." Jiang Wenyu saw that Xiao Bing had drunk a cup of tea to the bottom, and issued an order to evict the guest at the right time.

"Hey, I almost forgot the business!" Xiao Bing patted his thigh, took out a document from under his buttocks, and handed it to Jiang Wenyu, "It's a little wrinkled, it's okay, don't delay to read it."

Jiang Wenyu angrily pulled the document from Xiao Bing's hand.

"...Remember to put business before nonsense next time you come here."

"Okay, okay, Xiaoluo's case, the court has made a verdict, and Meiyi probably sent it to the side." Xiao Bing picked up the thermos and wanted to leave.

"How did it get sent to you?" Jiang Wenyu asked.

"Aren't you here this morning? I'm afraid that the children down below will be thrown away as waste paper for you, so I'll take it away."

"How did Chuanling SUV do in the later stage?"

"Why are you so forgetful at such a young age? Didn't you report it to Mr. Jiang last week?" Xiao Bing spat the goji berry into his mouth back into the cup, "Hai Zang said it would take a while. "

After speaking, Xiao Bing added: "However, Jiang Weili is still efficient in handling things. I guess he is more anxious than us."

"The customer is going to launch in early November, so you can figure it out for me." Jiang Wenyu rarely showed the posture of a CEO.

Xiao Bing twisted the lid of the vacuum flask, and said before leaving: "Look at it."

Less than five seconds later, Xiao Bing opened the door again: "I wish you a successful blind date tomorrow."

Jiang Wenyu felt that even though he didn't want to get married or fall in love, it was okay to have a blind date occasionally in order to cope with Jiang Wenjin. Besides, he always invited people to eat, drink and politely refused, and finally sent them home. It feels like it's been done pretty well.

But I don't know why, every time Jiang Wenyu has a blind date, he is afraid that Xiu Luo will find out. What's even more frightening is that this kid has opened some kind of celestial eye to know every time.

such as.

"I heard you're going on a blind date tomorrow?" During dinner, Xiu Luo asked while biting a cucumber vigorously.

Jiang Wenyu felt that Xiu Luo seemed to regard the cucumber as his own, so he secretly glanced at Xiu Luo and gave a vague "hmm".

"And the decathlon from last time?" Xiu Luo asked again.

"Correct."

"Is the restaurant booked?"

"Booked."

"Have you chosen your seat?"

"I still have to choose a seat?" Jiang Wenyu asked in surprise.

"Can't you choose a place with a good view and a good view when you invite someone to dinner?"

Jiang Wenyu nodded, "That makes sense."

Like a little mouse, Xiu Luo gnawed a cucumber clean, then picked up another one: "Where's the clothes you're wearing?"

"Clothes... just wear whatever you want."

"Where is the restaurant booked?" Xiu Luo's tone was flat, but what he was playing in his heart was "When I Caught My Husband Cheating".

Jiang Wenyu frowned imperceptibly, he sensed that something was wrong with Xiu Luo, or something was wrong with Xiu Luo throughout the meal.Of course Jiang Wenyu knew that Xiu Luo didn't want him to go on a blind date, it was because of Xiu Luo's feeling of 'I don't know what it is, but I call it liking' for him.

But Jiang Wenyu also knew that he couldn't let Xiu Luo's feelings for him go forever.

"You don't want me to go on a blind date?" Jiang Wenyu asked.

"Ah?" Xiu Luo was obviously stunned for a moment, and then denied it flatly, "No."

Jiang Wenyu watched his gnawing on cucumbers slow down, and knew he had hit his point: "Is it enough to eat only cucumbers?"

"I'm not hungry." Because I'm full.

Xiu Luo lowered his eyelashes, avoiding Jiang Wenyu's gaze

"Sycamore Restaurant."

"Varied......"

"The restaurant I ordered." Jiang Wenyu put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Xiu Luo, "Do you still eat? If you don't eat, I'll clean it up."

Xiu Luo looked at the half cucumber in his hand, got up and left the dining table: "I won't eat it."

Jiang Wenyu thought he would "encounter" Xiu Luo at a restaurant, after all Xiu Luo specifically asked which restaurant it was.

But the fact is that Xiu Luo never showed up. Instead, he kept looking around while eating, which made the woman think he was in a hurry.

Jiang Wenyu originally thought that the blind date this time was also a young woman of the right age, the kind whose parents forced her to go on a blind date.

It turned out that not only was she not of the right age—at least not with him, but she also took the initiative to ask for a blind date—the blind date was specifically Jiang Wenyu.

Jiang Wenyu wondered why this little girl who was the same age as Xiu Luo couldn't think about it so much?

and also……

"So, you know me?" Jiang Wenyu thought carefully about his circle of friends, and it was indeed impossible for him to know such a person.

"Yes, I met you once in a competition two years ago." Rong Qingya said with a smile.

Jiang Wenyu has indeed participated in many competitions, some of which were shortlisted for his own works, and some attended on behalf of the team. In the past two years, he has even been invited to be a judge for some small competitions.

In short, it is indeed a lot.

But Jiang Wenyu really didn't remember that he had seen the person in front of him.

Because the other party is also engaged in design, Jiang Wenyu chatted about some irrelevant issues without talking, and turned a blind eye to Rong Qingya's active choice.

In fact, Jiang Wenyu wanted to keep this state of turning a blind eye until he sent the young girl home safely, but what he didn't expect was that Jiang Wenyu and Rong Qingya had just come out of the restaurant when they saw Xiu Luo across the road.

If Jiang Wenyu guessed correctly, Xiu Luo was waiting for him there on purpose.

Xiu Luo must have seen him at this time.

Jiang Wenyu looked away from the opposite side of the road, and raised his hand to wrap Rong Qingya's shoulders—in Xiu Luo's view, Jiang Wenyu's hand hadn't actually touched Rong Qingya at all, and even Rong Qingya herself didn't know that she had just been raped. "Hug".

When Jiang Wenyu looked at the previous position again, Xiu Luo had already disappeared.

Rong Qingya said something beside him, but Jiang Wenyu didn't pay attention to it, and just responded with a couple of hums.

Xiu Luo must be angry, Jiang Wenyu thought.

Jiang Wenyu felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't want to make Xiu Luo unhappy on purpose, but he didn't want Xiu Luo to focus on him forever.

If this can lead Xiu Luo back to the broad road of heterosexuality, it will be regarded as a complete merit.

At this time, Jiang Wenyu may not understand that sexual orientation is not something that can be changed after tomorrow, but it has already been engraved in the genes.

Jiang Wenyu sent Rong Qingya home, making it clear that he didn't want to get married just to deal with his family.

The other party didn't say anything, just said that she understood, and said that she admired Jiang Wenyu very much, and hoped that Jiang Wenyu would seriously consider her if given the opportunity.

Jiang Wenyu thanked him politely, and left simply.

After all, he was in a hurry to go home and coax the children.

Jiang Wenyu was sure that Xiu Luo had seen his actions, so he was also sure that Xiu Luo must be angry.

Regarding Xiu Luo, Jiang Wenyu was never willing to beat and scold him, so even if the brat said that he liked him outrageously, he could only turn a deaf ear and pretend nothing happened.

Jiang Wenyu had never encountered such a situation.

Jiang Wenyu was thinking about what to say to Xiu Luo all the way so that he could listen, and even prepared the draft before entering the door.

As a result, when he opened the door, it was pitch black that greeted him.

Xiu Luo is not at home.

Jiang Wenyu looked at the time, it was only after nine o'clock in the evening, maybe the little brat was so angry that he went to find a place to drink.

Jiang Wenyu comforted himself facing the dark room.

The hour hand moves from ten to eleven, and slowly climbs from eleven to twelve.

Jiang Wenyu felt that these few hours passed like years.

Seeing that it was getting closer, Xiu Luo had no intention of coming back.

Jiang Wenyu made a few tentative phone calls, but no one answered, nor did he reply to WeChat.

At 01:30, Jiang Wenyu finally couldn't sit still.

Those homicide and kidnapping cases began to play repeatedly in his mind, and he couldn't help worrying about Xiu Luo's safety.And the child is very angry now, what if he fights with someone?What if you can't fight with someone?

Jiang Wenyu shook his head to stop himself from thinking about it.

He went out the door while flipping through the address book.

Jiang Wenyu sat in the car, started the car but didn't know where to go.

Only then did he realize that he really didn't understand Xiu Luo.

Jiang Wenyu called up his call records from two months ago, and found a phone number that had no notes.

It really takes courage to call someone after one o'clock in the middle of the night.

Every time Jiang Wenyu beeped on the phone, Jiang Wenyu's heart became more tense, and just when Jiang Wenyu thought that the other party would not answer, a sleepy voice suddenly came: "Hello?"

"Zihui, I'm Xiuluo's uncle Jiang Wenyu, do you remember me, we met once before." Jiang Wenyu was afraid that the other party would hang up the phone and hastily reported his family name.

Deng Zihui was silent for a while, he didn't know if he didn't react or he didn't remember Jiang Wenyu at all.

"Ah... Uncle, what can you do?"

Jiang Wenyu explained his grievances with Xiu Luo succinctly and concisely: "Xiu Luo ran away from home after arguing with his mother and hasn't come back yet. I was a little worried so I came out to look for him. Do you know where he usually goes? Play?"

Deng Zihui also seemed to be a little more sober, plus he knew a little bit about the situation in Xiu Luo's family. This little bit was because Xiu Luo had a bad relationship with his mother, so Deng Zihui easily believed Jiang Wenyu if.

He mentioned several places, including bars, Internet cafes, and a cat cafe.

"Okay, thank you, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep so late."

"It's okay, Uncle Xiuluo, don't be polite to me," Deng Zihui yawned, "By the way, Uncle Xiuluo, if you go to that bar, don't just drink the wine that others give you, and bring him back if you find Xiuluo .”

Before Jiang Wenyu could ask why, Deng Zihui yawned and said, "I'm so sleepy, I'll go to bed first. If you find me, please tell me. I'll be worried too. Goodbye, Uncle Xiuluo."

Jiang Wenyu didn't delay any longer. After inputting the nearest destination to him in the navigation, he started searching for people in the middle of the night.

The author has something to say:

Stand-alone is really blind...

My mind really can't turn when I write something in the middle of the night (crying