Fog River

When the green light came on, a BMW drove through the intersection and stopped firmly on the main road outside the cigarette shop.

Chi Shu loosened his seat belt, put his bag on his back, picked up Hua from the back seat, and said to Zhou Guocheng, "Let's go."

Zhou Guocheng cast a glance at the flower, hated Chi Shu for not being up to date, and cursed: "Get lost, it's an eyesore."

Chi Shu smiled and pointed at him, got out of the car without turning around to say hello, and went straight to the cigarette shop.

Before opening the door and going in, he stared at the car window as usual, grabbing the shape, how to seduce people, anyway, Chi Shu didn't intend to be soft on the matter of teasing and disgusting.

The wind chime rang, and the noisy sound inside came wrapped in dry tobacco smoke. Chi Shu was a little dazed looking at the people and tobacco standing in the same place in the room.

A group of people looked at Chi Shu in unison, with a little scrutiny in their eyes.

"Juan'er," Bian Yan turned his body to block the sight of the pedestrians for Chi Shu, and said to Li Juan, "Take Teacher Chi to the second floor."

There was no expression on Bian Yan's face, but the changes in the atmosphere around him could still reveal his deliberately suppressed emotions.

This kind of suppressed emotion is not enough for someone to accompany and comfort me, and in the end I have to feel tired of myself.

As far as Chi Shu was concerned, all he could do was give Bian Yan a little thought before leaving room.

This idea is very simple, one look, one movement, and even just one figure that appears.

Chi Shu's hands holding the flowers tightened, and he didn't look away. He cast a glance at the group of people in suits and leather shoes, and followed Li Juan up to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, the layout on the second floor is not so old-fashioned, but more modern, casual and comfortable. Li Juan took Chi Shu to sit on the sofa and made him a cup of hot fruit tea.

Chi Shu put the flowers upside down so that Li Juan could not see what was inside. He slid his finger along the side of the cup and asked, "Who are those people down here?"

Hearing Chi Shu's question, Li Juan pressed the corner of her mouth, and typed on her mobile phone, "People from the Tobacco Bureau."

"Tobacco Bureau?" Chi Shu was startled when he saw these few, "Aren't they on holiday today? Why did they come here?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Li Juan's expression became a little uncontrollable. After glancing at Chi Shu, she deleted, deleted, deleted and subtracted on the phone for a long time before replying: "It's time to check tobacco."

As soon as Chi Shu finished reading and wanted to say something, Li Juan immediately put the phone away, and then typed again: "Mr. Chi, please sit down first. I have something to do next, I have to help."

Seeing the expression in Li Juan's eyes that was suppressed and hesitant to speak, Chi Shu knew that there were some things she couldn't say.

It's not that I don't want to tell Chi Shu, but that it's inappropriate.Li Juan's status is inappropriate.

"Okay, you go and do your work," Chi Shu also understood, and smiled at her in relief, "I just finished climbing the mountain, so I'll sit and rest for a while."

Li Juan also smiled back, sincerely, and brought Chi Shu a few plates of fruit and snacks from the cabinet before leaving, for fear that Chi Shu would feel uncomfortable.

It was a bit noisy downstairs, and various voices came intermittently. Chi Shu listened quietly for a while, but only heard the names of several types of tobacco, which were still indistinct.

After sitting and listening for a while, he collected his thoughts and took out his mobile phone to call Zhou Guocheng.

"Why, have you missed me so long after we've been apart?" Zhou Guocheng teased awkwardly.

Chi Shu swallowed his fruit tea, smiled and scolded, "Don't be poor, I want to ask you something, I just heard you say that the Tobacco Bureau is on holiday today."

Zhou Guocheng is still in the process of taking over the company, and has to deal with people from the Tobacco Bureau every day, so he understands it clearly and is reliable.

"Half bureau," Zhou Guocheng's reversing car sounded, "Today seems to be a holiday for the principal bureau, and the deputy bureau goes to work. Someone must be present at the Tobacco Bureau all year round."

That's right, the group of tobacco inspectors below are probably from the deputy bureau.Chi Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Guocheng was quick-witted, and guessed most of the matter in a few words, "The Bianyan shop is being inspected."

The words are interrogative sentences, but the tone is affirmative.

Chi Shu sighed in his heart, and asked, "Are you all right?"

"What's the matter, it's just a routine inspection," Zhou Guocheng closed the car door, "It's just that a new deputy bureau has been replaced this year, and the inspection may be a little stricter, but at most it will scrap a few batches of tobacco. "

Chi Shu understood the matter of the new official taking office, so he didn't ask any more questions, and hung up the phone after chatting with Zhou Guocheng.

It was still noisy downstairs, but not as noisy as before. Chi Shu heard that it was probably coming to an end, but as expected, there was a rush of wind chimes below.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of heavy footsteps continued to hit Chi Shu.

It's not Li Juan, Li Juan doesn't walk so hard.

It's annoying.

As soon as he entered the door, the uncontrollable strong smell of tobacco swept across the air like a storm.

Every pore of Chi Shu is impregnated and penetrated into the texture.

"Boss Bian," Chi Shu began to feel weak, but still held on, "You were a little cold just now."

Bian Yan paused at the footsteps next to him, then turned around, and sat directly next to Chi Shu, looking at him: "There are many procedures and people here, so I'm afraid it will crowd you."

It's not a word of apology, but it touches people's heartstrings even more.

"I know." Chi Shu stretched out his hand and scratched his ear, like a reward, but also like a comfort, "I'm teasing you."

Looking at the tense and unspeakably guilty expression on the side, Chi Shu only thought he was cute, the kind of cuteness that made people feel soft.

Chi Shu hugged the flowers and handed them to Bian Yan: "For you."

The green and white platycodon is wrapped in light gray matte paper, and red strings are hung on the gradient flowers, all the way down, and two amulets fall between the interlaced flower stems.

The collision of two extremely contrasting things has an indescribable taste.

"When I was climbing the mountain, I saw this amulet and thought of you, so I bought it. When I worshiped the Buddha, I saw them praying, and I thought of you, so I followed suit." Chi Shu picked out the chain and held it up in front of Bian Yan , "While wandering, I saw the flower shop and thought of you again, so I bought flowers."

Having said that, Chi Shu didn't give Bian Yan a chance to refuse, and directly put the golden amulet with his nickname on Bian Yan's neck.

While leaning over to move, he puffed and asked, "I seem to be thinking about you all the time, Boss Bian, how long have you been thinking about me today?"

The provocative words were blown into Bian Yan's mind along with Chi Shu's exhalation, creating a wave of undercurrents.

His scalp began to tingle, he looked at the line hidden under the soft fabric, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to press it.

The moment you touch it, the temperature starts to pass through the connected circuit.

Bian Yan held Chi Shu by the back of his neck and pressed him towards him. The moment they overlapped, the matte paper made a crisp sound, and the originally elegant platycodon flower was also squeezed out a rich fragrance.

The scent of flowers is mixed with the smell of tobacco, burned by the rapidly rising body temperature, and the smell is very similar to the scent of smoke mixed with the scent of platycodon.

The most addictive cigarette aroma.

Bian Yan rubbed his lips against Chi Shu's temples, instead of following the question, he said, "You didn't come this morning."

"I sent you a message," Chi Shu didn't push him away, and hugged him in this twisted posture, "Didn't you see it?"

Bian Yan squeezed his hands: "I saw it, but I'm not used to it."

Not quite used to it.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Bian Yan's words made Chi Shu's heart pound violently, causing his blood to surge up and his head dizzy.

These are not sultry love words, nor those sweet words that deceive people, they are the most common sentences, but the most deadly.

"So wronged?" Chi Shu flicked Bian Yan's head and said with a smile, "That's my fault."

"No, Teacher Chi is very good, I'm not good." Bian Yan lowered his eyes and kissed Chi Shu's hair top, then withdrew his arms, looked at the bouquet of flowers, "It broke the flowers."

After speaking, he reached out and hooked Chi Shu's white shirt: "It also stained Teacher Chi's clothes."

The cyan flower juice dyed Chi Shu's shirt in the shape of the petals, and the juice made the shirt somewhat transparent. The moment the halo swept across, it seemed that a cluster of flower bones bloomed directly on Chi Shu's skin.

Innocent and blurred, like a mist flower that dazzles light.

Chi Shu followed his will and walked down, holding his hand to touch his shirt: "What should I do then, I still have classes later, it seems too late to go back and change."

The shirt is very thin, and it seems to become thinner again after being soaked in juice. The moment I put my fingers on it, I can feel the heat on the clothes and the delicate feeling under my hands.

Bianyan's breath was stagnant, and he tried hard to suppress the rising emotions, retracted his hands and stood up: "If Teacher Chi doesn't mind, you can wear mine."

"I don't mind," Chi Shu smiled teasingly and triumphantly, and said while looking at the words, "Of course, I don't mind."

Bian Yan didn't reply anymore, lifted up the amulet that Chi Shu put on him, looked at it, and said with a smile, "Why is it fat?"

"My nickname," Chi Shu didn't feel embarrassed, stretched out his hand and said, "Boss Bian, give me a hand, my legs are a little weak here."

Bian Yan smiled at him, reached out and pulled him up: "Your nickname is Pangpang?"

"Yeah," Chi Shu responded, and followed Bian Yan, "I was very fat when I was born, almost eight catties, so my mother gave me this nickname."

"It's better to be fatter," Bian Yan pushed open the door, turned to look at Chi Shu, "You're a little too thin now."

"I look skinny in clothes, but I actually have a lot of flesh on my body," Chi Shu followed him, and remembered the incident as soon as he entered the room, and hurriedly brought another Buddha chain, "There's this one. "

Chi Shu handed the Buddha chain with the surname to Bian Yan: "I begged the abbot to open both of them. They are not expensive, you can just carry them around for fun."

What Chi Shu said was to give himself some leeway, but it didn't sound like that to Bian Yan.

Bian Yan took the wooden sign, stared at it and said, "Things are very cheap, but Chi Shu, you are very expensive."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and tied the adjustable slipknots on the ends of the wooden card, and put the wooden card on his wrist.

After turning around, the wooden sign hit the wrist bone and made a short muffled sound.

"Chi Shu," Bian Yan leaned over and stretched out his arms to hug him, not very hard, just a virtual hug, "I didn't like my surname much, but now, I'm starting to like it a little bit."