sweet kiss bitter summer

Tan Chen didn't call the driver today, and drove by himself, so Liang Luo'an hesitated, and out of politeness, he had to sit in the co-pilot.

The car was very warm. Liang Luo'an liked such a comfortable temperature. It was Tan Chen who turned on the air conditioner.

He himself had left his suit jacket in the backseat and was wearing nothing but a white shirt, tie pulled loose, and cuffs rolled up to his forearms.

Liang Luo'an tried very hard not to look sideways, but Tan Chen's hand holding the steering wheel and half of his lean arm still appeared in the corner of his peripheral vision. The muscle lines were curved and full by the thin elastic material, as if they were following the rhythm of the heartbeat. drum.

Tan Chen's hands were tightly and loosely on the steering wheel.

He restrained and cleared his throat frequently, Liang Luo'an thought that Tan Chen had something to say, and involuntarily became nervous.

Tan Chen's gaze deviated from a small angle, and he opened his mouth speciously, but he didn't turn on the car stereo as Liang Luoan expected.

This time, it is no longer a random song from the radio station, but soft music with a soothing rhythm, which matches the warm and light lime smell in the car.

The sound of the piano is like the tide in the moonlight, and the warm wind is soft to the touch, helping Liang Luoan feel relaxed in an extremely comfortable environment, and then drowsy, as if lying on a floating bed on the surface of the ocean. When he wakes up, he doesn’t know who he will drift to in the dream.

But the land is not as soft as the water waves. Liang Luo'an was awakened by the sudden inertia, blinked in horror, and subconsciously looked at Tan Chen beside him.

Tan Chen said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the street lights just now, and I stepped on the brakes too fast, which scared you."

Liang Luo'an shook his head, buried his face in his palms, and paused for a while in shock.

Tan Chen glanced at him, "Go on to sleep if you're sleepy, and I'll call you when I get somewhere."

He added cautiously: "I will drive more steadily."

"It's okay, I accidentally fell asleep, sorry."

Liang Luo'an put down his hands, readjusted his posture, sat up straight, and didn't intend to go back to sleep.

Although he can't drive, he knows that driving is something that requires concentration.

I have seen news reports that many drivers have caused tragedies due to long-term driving and inattention.

Even though this trip only lasted 10 minutes at most, Liang Luo'an was still uneasy, he didn't want Tan Chen to be one of them.

Moreover, thinking that Tan Chen already had a criminal record in a car accident, Liang Luo'an sat next to him, and suddenly felt a sense of responsibility for being in a community with a shared future.

"... Tan Chen."

Liang Luoan spoke slowly.

Tan Chen's Adam's apple rolled, and he was silent, as if he was waiting for Liang Luo'an's next words. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, he gave a low "hmm" to show that he was still listening.

Liang Luo'an rolled his eyes, looking for something to say: "Well, is it difficult to drive?" "It's not difficult."

Tan Chen answered Liang Luoan's blunt question with a good temper, and smiled gently, "Have you not taken the driver's license test yet? Are you planning to learn?" "Not really."

Liang Luo'an lowered his head, grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, and rubbed them back and forth.

Because he chatted Tian'er to death within three sentences, he began to look for the next topic in distress, but because he was really not good at chatting, the span between topics was very large.

"Tan Chen."

Liang Luo'an thought for a while, then asked hesitantly: "Has your leg injury healed yet?" "Okay.

Otherwise, how dare I drive you. "

In order to wait for the red light, and as if to prove that his leg injury was healed, Tan Chen stepped on the brake steadily, and the car stopped at the intersection.

With a smile on his face, he seemed a little happy, and his tone became lighter: "Didn't you wish me a speedy recovery? I just listened to your words."

"what."

As if a little surprised, Liang Luo'an suddenly lost his mind, and said in a low voice, "So it's so effective."

He turned his head and faced Tan Chen clearly, but his eyes were dazed and unfocused, his lips muttered vaguely, and he mumbled inaudibly: "Tan Chen..." Tan Chen's eyes darkened, and he turned his head to look at him hesitantly. Liang Luoan.

But Liang Luo'an closed his lips again, and quickly turned his head back as if avoiding something, his eyelashes drooped, as if he hadn't spoken, making Tan Chen suspect that he had heard wrong.

The car behind him began to whistle impatiently, and the sound was violent and harsh, and he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Slowly seeing the red light at the intersection turn green, Tan Chen restarted the car, and before Liang Luoan could think of the next topic, the piano music was only played halfway through, and he arrived downstairs at Liang Luoan's house.

Tan Chen parked the car and made an appointment with Liang Luo'an to pick him up here two hours later and go to the station together.

Liang Luo'an agreed, thanked Tan Chen again very politely, and stood on the side of the road, ready to watch Tan Chen's car leave, but Tan Chen did not move for a long time.

After a silent confrontation for a while, Tan Chen insisted that Liang Luo'an go first, Liang Luo'an turned around and walked hesitantly. He didn't look back all the way, both hands tightly grasped the shoulder straps of the backpack, and stiffly disappeared from Tan Chen's sight inside.

Tan Chen turned the car around and returned to his home about 45 minutes later.

"Brother?" Tan Xin turned off the vacuum cleaner in her hand and put it aside, looking at Tan Chen in surprise, "Why are you back at this time? I haven't cooked yet, what do you want to eat tonight?" "Xinxin, brother I'm going on a business trip, I'm in a hurry to pack my luggage when I come back, I'll be leaving in a while, I can't accompany you for dinner."

Tan Chen explained.

"Oh fine."

Tan Xin is used to being sensible, even if she is disappointed, she will not show it obviously, she walked over and followed Tan Chen up the stairs, "Let me help you pack your luggage."

"It's okay, brother clean up by himself."

After Tan Chen said this, Tan Xin still followed him into the bedroom and stood in front of the closet, ready to help tidy up the clothes.

Tan Chen carefully pushed Tan Xin's narrow shoulders away from the closet, not letting her do anything, and let her sit quietly beside the bed.

"You are a younger sister. You are still studying. Just study hard and live well. You don't need to worry about housework. The family can afford an aunt."

Tan Chen put the suitcase in the middle of the floor, packed clothes and daily necessities in an orderly manner, and asked Tan Xin: "Brother is on a business trip for a few days, why don't you invite your former aunt back and let her stay with you at night, how about it?" "It's okay, brother, I can go back to live in the school dormitory."

Tan Xin's sitting posture was a little stiff, her palms were rubbing against her knees, and her head was slightly lowered, "Brother, you worked so hard in the South for so long and suffered so much, you don't tell me, but brother Wen Mao actually mentioned it to me.

I have to do something for the family, I don't want to be your drag. "

"Wen Mao is really..." Tan Chen sighed, and was silent for a moment because of the sudden memory.

Wen Mao was the first friend Tan Chen met when he went to the south alone, and he is also the current manager of the company. He is a few years older than Tan Chen. Because they share joys and sorrows in starting a business, they have a good relationship.

When they first started their business, they really never saw money.

It’s not that I’ve never lived in a dirty and messy rental house of a few square meters. For a while, I couldn’t even afford to pay for food. I talked about business at the wine table, and Tan Chen drank desperately. He did win investment, but he also drank his stomach. broken.

In fact, all kinds of things, in retrospect, seem to be the same.

If life or business is a little bit harder, Tan Chen can accept it numbly.

But somewhere in the heart always seems to be empty, filled with so-and-so's tears, pulsating bitterly in the body all the year round.

It wasn't until later that his business had a certain scale and he could afford to rent a decent house, did Tan Chen take his sister with him, and because of the company's arrangement, they came to the capital together again.

Memories are always useless and can only increase sentimentality.

Tan Chen shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Brother doesn't think you are a drag, and don't think you are useless either."

"will not."

Tan Xin paused, raised his eyes tentatively, looked at Tan Chen like a small animal, and said, "Because I only have your brother, and you only have my sister.

We're each other's only kin, we won't be apart, right? ""right. "

Tan Chen smiled a little lonely, "Of course."

Tan Chen didn't continue talking, and packed his luggage neatly, while Tan Xin sat beside him, most of the time he was just silent, his eyes never moved from Tan Chen's body for a moment, and he seemed to have a kind of greed that didn't match his well-behaved appearance.

When Tan Chen was about to close the suitcase, Tan Xin reminded aloud: "Brother, do you need a drink for a business trip? Don't forget to bring your stomach medicine."

She said, stood up, and wanted to go out of the house to help Tan Chen get the medicine, but Tan Chen stopped him in time: "I have it in the bedside cabinet, don't go out to get it, it's troublesome to go up and down."

Hearing this, Tan Xin stopped in her tracks, turned around slowly, went to the bedside and opened the drawer of the cabinet. It was full of medicines, in bottles and boxes, many of which Tan Xin had never seen before.

"So much."

She was a little surprised, flipped through it casually, picked up a white medicine bottle and looked at it, only to find that it was not Tan Chen's stomach medicine.

There is a small line on the description on the can, which states the indications of the drug, which is a heart disease she has never heard of.

"Brother, is this your medicine?" Tan Xin clenched her hands nervously, her knuckles were blue, her nails were embedded in her palm, but as if she couldn't feel the pain, she handed the medicine bottle in her hand to Tan Chen, breathing heavily She asked eagerly, "Who has a heart attack? Do you?" Her eyes became a little harsh, as if she was interrogating a prisoner, staring at Tan Chen, "You obviously don't."

"I don't have a heart attack."

Tan Chen took the medicine bottle, looked at the packaging, and clenched it in his hands, "But you have to take it with you."

He took out several different medicines from the drawer, and in the column of indications, without exception, there were names of heart diseases that Tan Xin was unfamiliar with.

After the inspection was completed, Tan Chen put them together with the stomach medicine in the interlayer of the suitcase, looked at the medicine jars with some worry, as if he was afraid, and said to himself seriously: "... afraid of something happening."

The author has something to say: Safety reminder: Please don't indulge in the co-pilot while driving (???-)_