After picking up the baby, my father and I became rivals

Tan Zihao's little thought for Song Wenzhi, Zhang Yu would have been angry if it was someone else, but Song Wenzhi thinks that people value polite behavior, and he doesn't like Tan Zihao's unkempt people the most.

Coupled with Song Wenzhi's successive "ugly refusals", Tan Zihao expressed that he was severely traumatized, feeling that Song Wenzhi was a flower of the high mountains, and instantly lost the idea of ​​further contact.

Song Wenzhi's professional peach blossom chopping expert Zhang Yuhao is considered acquainted.

Thinking of Zhang Yu in this way, he was in a very good mood, and immediately approved the new member who was going to the Omega Association to negotiate the sports meeting.

The annual large-scale sports meeting will be held in a few days. The work of the ABO Association is mainly to negotiate the seating of the stadium. Last year, the stadium was renovated and the scope was expanded, so there are more things to do this year.

Song Wenzhi finished his class at noon, and secretly had lunch with Zhang Yu in Omega's office. Now that the two of them meet at school, they should be extra cautious. At most, they would stay together secretly at noon, or send messages to chat for comfort.

Zhang Yu: "One more kiss, just one kiss."

"Don't kiss anymore, if you kiss me again, the taste of the food in my mouth will be gone by you."

Song Wenzhi covered his mouth with his hands pretending to be disgusted, smiled and said no to kissing again, every day is not enough, is he catnip among people or thirteen spices in dishes.

"You are my big baby!"

Zhang Yuzhuo kissed Song Wenzhi's slender hand heavily, and then left in a hurry after being tired for a long time.Sending off Zhang Yu, Song Wenzhi was like a happy deer, nourished by love, in high spirits.

After lightly tapping his feet a few times, Song Wenzhi was in a good mood, humming a love song from Chang and Zhang Yuting, and standing by the window of the empty office basking in the sun.

The breeze blew across his cheeks, and the air brought the aftertaste of the sky, mixed with the fragrance of roses, all of which penetrated into Song Wenzhi's heart, and danced in his heart with the singing.

There are always surprises...

Like when I met you...

Your soft and clear eyes...

Appeared in my dream...

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There was a knock on the door, and Song Wenzhi subconsciously turned around, with a smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and saw someone standing at the half-open door. Song Wenzhi did hear the sound of the door moving just now, and thought it was the wind blowing. It opened, but now it seems that this person has been standing at the door for a long time.

The scene froze for a while.

"Hello President Song, I'm Shang Yang from the Alpha Association."

That's right, it's this expression. When Song Wenzhi saw him for the first time, he looked at Song Wenzhi with this kind of interesting and exploring eyes, watching him stick out his tongue behind Director Fu's back——

Scored twice, Song Wenzhi's little mischief in private was seen by this stranger named Shang Yang...

Song Wenzhi thought: "Should I bury him directly or go through a process?"

Song Wenzhi also had an impression of Shang Yang at the recruiting meeting, but because he went to the bathroom halfway, he directly missed the part of Shang Yang's campaign.

I thought that he would be a passerby from now on, but I didn't expect good luck to trick others. Song Wenzhi wished he could become a dream master, tamper with his memory, and just forget himself.

"Ahem, what are you looking for from me?"

Song Wenzhi looked calm, and quickly sat down at the desk, grabbed the mouse and slid it around, flipping through the two-page Word document over and over again.

Shang Yang walked in and handed Song Wenzhi a folder: "President Zhang wants me to discuss with you about the sports meeting."

Hearing that it was Zhang Yu who called, Song Wenzhi felt a lot more relaxed, because he was afraid that Shang Yang would say suddenly: "I know your little secret, just wait for me to be your bull or horse, hahahahahaha." of……

Song Wenzhi looked up at Shang Yang, and found that he was looking at him with a teasing smile. He had wheat-colored skin and neat short hair. He was taller than Zhang Yu, but well-proportioned, clean and healthy. Little Huya.

Song Wenzhi thought: "He looks like this...he should be able to lift ten weights at once."

Shang Yang's smile was very friendly, but Song Wenzhi was terrified in his heart. The two discussed business for a while, and other Omega members who had no classes in the afternoon also came one after another, and finally printed out a form called Only when Shang Yang signed it was part of the work completed.

"That's it for today, sign it."

Handing the form to Shang Yang to sign, the oil-based pen rustled on the wooden walnut tabletop. Song Wenzhi watched Shang Yang sign, and when he looked up, he found that Shang Yang's eyes were very bright.

Song Wenzhi thought for no reason that his little treasure, if his son grows up to be like Shangyang, it would be perfect, healthy and clean, with aura.

"The handwriting is beautiful."

The name written by the black water-based pen is upright and resolute. .

"President Song praises you, so I'll come back tomorrow."

Things about the sports meeting have to be checked slowly, and some changes have to be made in the middle, so the two of them will meet again in the next few days.

"Shang Yang, why don't you exercise regularly." Hearing Song Wenzhi's sudden question, Shang Yang paused and then replied.

"I like playing basketball, and long-distance running is also good."

Song Wenzhi nodded thoughtfully, thinking of buying a children's pitching toy set for Xiaobao to play with next time he goes home.

In the end, Shang Yang exchanged WeChat with Song Wenzhi on the grounds of convenient communication. From Song Wenzhi’s point of view, although Shang Yang was young, he was generous and began to annoy himself with his wild thoughts. Maybe he didn’t care about his strange behavior at all. , just thinking about it.

"Goodbye President Song." Shang Yang walked to the door and said goodbye to Song Wenzhi.

Song Wenzhi nodded, and before Song Wenzhi could look away, he suddenly felt Shang Yang pause when he opened the door.

"President Song, I have a long-distance running event in the sports meeting. If you are interested, you can watch it."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to see that no one was paying attention, and quickly stuck out his tongue at Song Wenzhi.

Song Wenzhi's eyes widened, feeling that he was being molested, and he froze in place like a lump in his throat, watching Shang Yang close the door and back out before feeling Song Wenzhi's hair exploded.

The dim light in the afternoon was just right, and at the end of the corridor, there was a tall boy standing there quietly, with his hands on his chest, where the heart was, and the sound echoed in the eardrums.

Many years later, Shang Yang still remembers that afternoon, when Song Wenzhi stood by the window with a long figure, and the sun was warm but not glaring, as if giving Song Wenzhi a golden edge.

Song Wenzhi hummed softly, he thought this was a wonderful adventure.

Shang Yang just stood at the door not far away, watching Song Wenzhi for a long time, so that he could clearly draw him on the paper, until he couldn't remember how many pictures he had drawn.

This memory is in Shang Yang's mind, the water can't wash away, the fire can't be extinguished, sleepless and restless, it becomes more and more vivid.

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[The author has something to say: It seems that Song Wenzhi and Shang Yang are not on the same channel at all...

Song Wenzhi: "My son will definitely be a handsome and athletic guy in the future."

Shang Yang: "I'm interested in you, but you actually treat me like your son?"]