man in suit

When I came back from my morning run, the bedroom was empty and the door of the study was closed.

Simply took a hot shower, put on a long pajamas at home, took some fresh coffee beans and ground them into powder, and brewed a cup of mellow coffee. The man with fast and smooth movements served the freshly brewed coffee, and left He knocked lightly on the door of the study, and pushed the door open without waiting for a response from inside.

It has been like this for the past few days. He Wenxuan likes to stay in the study for an hour or two after breakfast, and Ming Chen will go to the study to give He Wenxuan a cup of coffee that he brews from a certain day.

Just like a few days ago, Mingchen walked into the study with a coffee cup. He Wenxuan did not sit behind the desk as usual, but sat by the window in the study. One of them was almost exactly the same as He Wenxuan A young man with a straight face sat opposite He Wenxuan.

With a more arrogant temperament and more individual clothing, there seems to be a mirror between He Wenhan and He Wenxuan. In the mirror are the diametrically opposite personalities and souls of the twins. One is the fire that can burn people, and the other It's the water you can drown in.

The moment he opened the door and walked into the study, Mingchen felt a strong gaze on him. Pretending not to see He Wenhan, he walked straight to He Wenxuan, bent down and put the coffee in the young man's cup. On the small table next to the man, he smiled lightly: "No sugar or milk added."

"I won't bother you anymore, I'll go out first." Just as Ming Chen straightened up, He Wenxuan held his hand. Under He Wenhan's gaze, He Wenxuan took Ming Chen's hand and kissed the back of the man's hand and fingertips.

"Thank you for the coffee." He Wenxuan gently shook the man's hand before reluctantly letting go.

He Wenhan who witnessed this scene almost rolled his eyes on the spot, leaned back in the seat and raised his chin, looked at Mingchen and raised his voice and said, "Hey, where is my cup of coffee? I want to add sugar and milk!"

"No." Turning around and looking at He Wenhan faintly, Ming Chen was holding the back of He Wenxuan's seat with one hand, and a small inconspicuous magnet was tucked out of the sleeve of the long nightgown, and he held the little one quietly. The magnets are affixed to an inconspicuous place on the back of the seat.

Unexpectedly, he would be rejected by Mingchen, He Wenhan's eyes widened as if he was about to jump up from his seat: "You bastard, don't forget who you are!"

"Wenhan------" He Wenxuan frowned.

"You've already reminded me, haven't you?" The man with a cold attitude left the study with a sarcasm.

He Wenhan was so angry that he took a few deep breaths, and said to He Wenxuan dissatisfied: "Look at his current attitude, he doesn't take me seriously at all!"

"Let's continue the topic just now." With a slight smile, He Wenxuan took a sip of the coffee made by Ming Chen himself, the mellow aroma permeated between the lips and teeth, and even the stomach became warm.

Curling his lips in dissatisfaction, He Wenhan turned sideways and took out a document bag from his handbag and threw it on the table. He pointed to the document bag and said, "All the collected information is in it. Little Black will be interested."

He Wenxuan took the document bag and flipped through the documents inside. He Wenhan rubbed his chin and lips with his fingers, and said sarcastically, "Is Little Black blind? He actually fell in love with that old man Mingchen? How could Wu Xin be better than Mingchen?" Good dust."

When he received the call from He Wenxuan, He Wenhan didn't say that he was surprised, but he didn't know whether he should be surprised that Little Black had his eye on Mingchen, or that Mingchen, who was always submissive in his impression, dared to hit Little Black.

"Since you don't like Mingchen, and Mingchen doesn't like you, I can apply to Hongxue to dissolve the relationship between the two of you." He Wenxuan remained expressionless and calm while flipping through the documents one by one. Said: "There is no need to wrong yourself."

He Wenhan, who was crossing his legs, glanced at the half-cup of coffee in He Wenxuan's hand before replying immediately, and smiled: "I hate him, but He Wenxuan, don't you think Mingchen has become much cuter after losing his memory? It is also a skill to make Little Black look good, but our Mingchen is getting more and more promising."

After sorting out the materials, He Wenxuan put all the files back into the information bag, got up and put the information bag into the drawer of the desk, stared down at the kraft paper bag and said in a deep voice: "Hong Xue asked me to tell you, make up for it, you You can come back."

The tone is very calm and normal, but there is something wrong with it.

Rubbing his lower lip with his fingers, He Wenhan looked at the back of his twin brother. Twins are always very sensitive to each other. I can't say what is different specifically, but He Wenhan believes in his instincts. He Wenxuan seems to dislike him coming back a little bit?

"I'm finally free. You work slowly, and I'll go out and have a cup of coffee." He intentionally glanced at the cup of coffee that Mingchen made for He Wenxuan, clapped his hands, and He Wenhan jumped up from the seat with a smile. Step by step, he walked towards the door of the study.

Before taking two steps, He Wenxuan's voice came from behind: "Stop making trouble."

"Don't worry, I don't want to be dispatched to those dilapidated places again," He Wenhan smiled and looked back at He Wenxuan, "What's more, I'm not the only one here this time."

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The melodious sound of the piano came from the hanging garden outside the house.

The white keys are lubricated and fragrant white chocolate.

The black keys are a cup of black coffee with a mellow flavor.

The slender white fingers are the smooth flow of musical notes in paintings.

The morning mist surrounds the warm sunshine, and the dew remaining on the branches and leaves are crystal clear gems. A few butterflies flutter their wings and gently land on the petals.

Following the sound of the piano, Zheng Bo pushed open the transparent glass door leading to the sky garden, walked through the garden like Alice in Wonderland, looked up at a corner and saw the source of the sound of the piano, the thin man in white in the backlight looked like a straight Sitting in front of the transparent crystal piano like a jade carving.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the man in white, who noticed the visitor, cast his eyes in the direction of Zheng Bo. They were a pair of eyes that could still make you feel his existence under the backlight. They were quiet and deep, reminiscent of the calm in the valley and forest in autumn and winter. A piece of lake.

Like the high gods in fairy tales, holy and cold, beautiful and untouchable, and indescribably...dangerous?

"Sorry to bother you." Zheng Bo stood at the bottom of the steps and looked up at the man.

"It's okay, I'm really bored here alone." After closing the piano cover, Ming Chen stood up and walked down the stairs. With the changing light and shadow, Zheng Bo also slowly saw the man's face clearly. looks.

The gentle and elegant voice is like the music played by the cello. The mature and handsome man is tall and tall, with a good appearance and temperament. He is the kind of existence that will shine when standing in the crowd.

"You must be He Wenhan's friend, the famous sheriff in the first district," the man smiled and stretched out his hand to the stranger in front of him, "Hello, Mr. Zheng Bo."

"You are...Mingchen?" It wasn't until the man spoke his name that Zheng Bo realized that the man in front of him was Mingchen whom he had met by chance a few years ago.

When He Wenhan graduated from university, he went to He's house as a guest. He happened to meet Mingchen who was already in He's house at that time. Ming Chen is regarded as a person, although Ming Chen's facial features don't seem to have changed much from before.

Whether it is temperament or aura, it is completely reborn and completely transformed into another person.

"Have we met before? Sorry, after I lost my memory, I basically forgot about the past events and people. I heard from the housekeeper that He Wenhan and his good friends will come back with him, and they will appear in this place, but I don't know them." People, I think it must be you." Ming Chen said with a smile, he looked gentle and refined, funny and beneficial, the moment the corners of his lips were raised, the whole world lit up.

Zheng Bo was secretly shocked while still maintaining his superficial politeness and calmness. After shaking hands with Ming Chen, he said, "We only met once before. It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Ming Chen."

"Don't use the title 'you', it's too polite," Ming Chen said with a smile, "and it will make me feel very old."

"Then don't call me Mr., just call me by my name." Zheng Bo said.

"Let's have a cup of coffee together, Zheng Bo."

The waiter brought two cups of freshly ground lattes to the two people. Zheng Bo sat opposite Ming Chen. From his perspective, he could see the man sipping coffee smoothly and gracefully, which made Zheng Bo Reminds him of his etiquette teacher.

It has really changed a lot. How did a person go from being depressed and committing suicide a few months ago to being confident and introverted now?Zheng Bo had never seen such an example before.

"You've been staring at me, have I changed a lot from before?"

Ming Chen's words made Zheng Bo lower his head and look away in embarrassment. He took a sip of coffee and said with a smile, "It sounds like I'm not the only one who thinks that you have changed a lot from before."

"Is it a good change or a bad change?" Ming Chen asked with interest.

"It can't be bad or good, every stage has its value."

These words from Zheng Bo's mouth reminded Ming Chen of He Wenxuan, the same type of man, rational and intelligent.

"It makes sense." Ming Chen smiled lightly, looking behind Zheng Bo, a familiar young man was walking towards them with big strides.