Become the white moonlight of the attack

On the second day, Jiang Zhuo followed Fu Shixin to a high-end club. When Fu Shixin solemnly introduced him to his friend, Jiang Zhuo looked at this frank and frank boy and felt that he was happy.

The days passed quickly, and it was the working day in a blink of an eye. Fu Shixin didn't go to work with him because he was suddenly called away by his family.

On the first day of work, Jiang Zhuo found out that the two people who had stood in the bathroom and broke their mouths had been fired.

He is not a good person, and he will not easily forgive people who gossip about him behind his back. Someone taught him a lesson for him, and he is happy and at ease.

He also knew that this person was Fu Shixin.

In the morning, Jiang Zhuo handled the transfer of Secretary Li, and Secretary Li got the transfer notice from the HR department, said something to Jiang Zhuo, and then left.

Jiang Zhuo sent him downstairs, and seeing Secretary Li in a taxi, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Jiang Zhuo didn't take the initiative to contact Feng Wenke. Instead, after Secretary Li left, Feng Wenke called. During the phone call, he learned that Zhao Ran was called by the police for questioning because of drug trafficking. Because of his poor health, the review time was temporarily postponed. According to what Feng Wenke meant, Zhao Ran was going to jail.

Feng Wenke asked Secretary Li's whereabouts, but Jiang Zhuo didn't tell him that it was no one's fault that the relationship between Feng Wenke and Zhao Ran had come to an end. Not small.

The existence of Secretary Li is inevitable, but Feng Wenke was lucky enough to find someone who left without fighting or snatching.

He didn't ask Feng Wenke about his plans, and even if he had, he didn't want to know.

Standing in front of the balcony, Jiang Zhuo opened the curtains that covered the glass. The harsh light outside the window forced him to close his eyes temporarily.

On the balcony, the little flowers he raised last year have sprouted, spring is here, I hope everything goes smoothly from now on.

In the afternoon, he received a call from a strange person, and when he heard the person's self-introduction on the receiver, Jiang Zhuo's calm new situation caused waves.

The person looking for him did not explain the reason on the phone, but just made an appointment and said to meet.

"Just to meet?" Jiang Zhuo was a little uneasy after hanging up the phone, thinking about what the man said, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips.

He glanced at his watch, went to the bathroom, and stood in front of the mirror. He deliberately tidied up his appearance. The clothes Fu Shixin helped him choose this morning were a black suit and a light blue bottoming shirt. It is one of the best in terms of material and style.

His gaze fell on his own clothes, but it was particularly dazzling, and he took a taxi home without stopping to change his own clothes.

After changing his clothes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and went to a teahouse opposite the company according to the agreed time.

Jiang Zhuo didn't have a good impression of teahouses. First, the elders always liked to go to these places to discuss matters. Second, because of Zhao Ran, he had to consider the specifications of teahouses.

He has been to the teahouse opposite the company a few times, mostly to accompany Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu doesn't like drinking tea, and the people who invite him here are all because of his friends.

But in Jiang Zhuo's view, most of Mr. Xu's friends are putting on airs, and they insist on finding a more elegant place to pretend to be.

He stood in front of the teahouse and told the waiter the room number, and was taken to Yaju.

The door is half open, and you can see the situation in the room from the outside. A middle-aged man in his 50s is standing in front of the bay window. The man has broad shoulders and a slender back.

Jiang Zhuo's heart beat faster for no reason. He licked the dry corners of his lips, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly on the door.

The word "please come in" is strong and strong, the man turned and looked in front of the door, facing Jiang Zhuo's eyes.

The man has good facial features and a dignified appearance. The shape of his face and mouth is close to that of Fu Shixin. He has a burly body and does not have the greasy feeling of his age. When he saw Jiang Zhuo, he nodded slightly to signal him to come in.

Jiang Man walked in, closed the door, and when he turned around, he met a man looking at him.

"Boss Fu." Jiang Zhuo thought over and over again in his mind and decided to choose a compromise title.

Fu Changheng found it very interesting to hear Jiang Zhuo calling him.

The sound of "sit" is strong and powerful.

Jiang Zhuo sat across from him. The tea table in front of him was a rectangular piece of wood with unused tea sets on it. Next to the tea set was a small stove for boiling water. The hot water in the kettle was emitting white smoke, surrounded by clouds and mist.

He sat quietly across from him, with neither humble nor overbearing attitude, and he had already guessed most of the reasons why Fu Changheng sought him out.

"You are a sensible person, you should know the purpose of my coming to you."

Fu Changheng didn't pretend to make tea and drink water, but went straight to the point. He called Jiang Zhuo here because it was quiet here and he could talk.

Jiang Zhuo gathered his hands on his knees and looked at Fu Changheng fixedly. This is Fu Shixin's father. He will come alone without Fu Shixin's mother. The answer is obvious.

"Yes, I know." The hands on the knees tightly held the wrinkled fabric, and the thin and cool fingertips sank into the fingertips.

Fu Changheng is not an unreasonable person, not to mention the boy in front of him is not ignorant, he has a good impression of Jiang Zhuo, it's a pity.

"I know you, Xu Shengkai found a good helper, but..." Fu Changheng looked regretful, and he had no hostility towards Jiang Zhuo, but it was a pity that his son liked a man.

"Shixin is meant to be passed on from generation to generation, you understand what I mean, you are not suitable."

Jiang Zhuo bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, his face was cold, and the sadness in his heart wandered all over his body. The thing he feared the most was coming, wasn't it?

"If he gives up, I have no problem."

This was Jiang Zhuo's answer to Fu Changheng. He refused to agree but was not stubborn. He just gave Fu Shixin the right to choose.

Fu Changheng saw Jiang Zhuo's tricks very clearly, but he thought that people like Jiang Zhuo would see the pros and cons of things very clearly, and in his opinion, breaking it in time was the best way, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhuo to give him a Ambiguous answer.

It seems that he is tempted, or there are other requirements.

Fu Changheng is not one of those nouveau riche, he respects Jiang Zhuo, and also sees that Jiang Zhuo is a man of his word, so he decides not to talk to him too much, and taking good care of the boys at home is the top priority.

"Okay, I hope you will keep the promise."

Fu Changheng left, but Jiang Zhuo sat slumped in front of the coffee table for a long time unable to recover.

Jiang Zhuo didn't know how he got out of the teahouse, he only knew that he was standing on the street where people were passing by, looking at the bustling crowd, but his heart was like an ice cave for thousands of years.

This day finally came, but there was a serious deviation. He thought he could leave without hesitation, but at this moment, he hoped that Fu Shixin could give him a negative answer.

He fell in love with him and didn't want to leave.

When Jiang Zhuo returned to Fu Shixin, Fu Shixin hadn't come back yet. He looked at the time, and it was only four o'clock.

He returned to the room exhausted, and habitually took Fu Shixin's clothes and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. He wanted to clear his mind, but he felt more and more confused.

In desperation, he could only throw himself into the bed and sleep with his head covered. The room, quilt, pillow, and even clothes were filled with the familiar mint scent.

Jiang Zhuo was suddenly afraid what would happen to him if this smell dissipated around him one day?

He was too afraid of this feeling, and forced himself not to think about it. His consciousness finally calmed down in the chaos, and he gradually fell asleep.

This time Jiang Zhuo didn't sleep comfortably. He had a very long dream. He dreamed that he was running alone in a desolate field with no one around. figure.

He ran to wait in a hurry, but Fu Shixin gave him a cold look.

In the dream, Fu Shixin said "I'm sorry" to him and left resolutely, while he suddenly stood on the empty land and cried.

The surrounding environment changed rapidly when Fu Shixin left. The surrounding icy caves, he curled up on the spot, just when he thought he was really going to freeze to death in this unknown place, suddenly a warm embrace hugged him tightly. He hugged, and with it came the minty smell of his loving reliance.

"Shixin." Jiang Zhuo murmured and opened his eyes, and found that Fu Shixin was looking at him with a serious face.

"Why do you have a fever again?"

Jiang Zhuo saw the person in front of him clearly, and immediately stretched out his arms to hug him, "You're back." Never was he more at ease than now, he's back, back.

Jiang Zhuo's abnormality was not discovered by Fu Shixin. He thought that Jiang Zhuo would be very clingy when he was sick. It was like this a few days ago, and it is also this time.

"Lie down, I'll get you medicine, don't you know if you have a fever? You still wear so little."

Only then did Jiang Zhuo realize that he was only wearing one of Fu Shixin's T-shirts.

"Oh." Jiang Zhuo obediently lay back on the bed, Fu Shixin covered him with the quilt and prepared to get him medicine, but Jiang Zhuo grabbed Fu Shixin's arm, not wanting him to leave.

Fu Shixin was funny, but he couldn't bear to say to him, "Hey, you have to take medicine. I'll sleep with you after you take medicine."

Jiang Zhuo was willing to let go.

After taking the medicine and waiting to sweat, Jiang Zhuo nestled in Fu Shixin's arms, cherishing the present beauty very much.

Fu Shixin hugged him, and couldn't help pecking him lightly when he saw how little he acted like a baby, "Zhuo, I met my parents today and talked about you."

Jiang Zhuo's body was slightly stiff, a gap was slightly exposed in his closed eyes, his heart was beating wildly, and the hand attached to Fu Shixin's arm was subconsciously clenched.

Fu Shixin didn't notice Jiang Zhuo's strangeness, and just paused for a moment, "I may be a little busy these days, so I can't go to work at your place. When I'm done, I'll take you to meet my family."

Fu Shixin's usual gentle voice may be because Fu Shixin was too close to his ear, Jiang Zhuo could hear that he was nervous.

Jiang Zhuo remembered that Fu Shixin was called away by the phone early this morning. He thought it was his sister in the morning, but now he remembered that it should be Fu Shixin's father.

Jiang Zhuo's heart seemed to be wrapped in a layer of smog, and Fu Shixin's words quickly dissipated the layer of smog.He held Fu Shixin's arm tightly, tried his best to pretend he didn't know anything, and said lightly, "Okay."

Jiang Zhuoneng could feel the excitement of the people behind him. He seemed to feel warm liquid falling on his cheeks. He didn't want to break the state between the two of them, so he pretended not to know anything and rubbed against Fu Shixin's arms.

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll go to sleep."

Fu Shixin smiled, rubbed his face against the quilt, and smiled again: "Thank you, you are willing to accompany me to see my family."

Jiang Zhuo closed his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

He didn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pretend.

Fu Shixin is the one who should thank you.

Thank you Fu Shixin, thank you for making me not give up so quickly.

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