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The air conditioner in the coffee shop was fully turned on. After sitting for a long time, he felt cold all over. Ye Chuyang has a cold physique, so he deliberately found a place near the glass wall. The outdoor sunlight shone in brightly, adding to his body. A layer of photomask was applied.

Ye Chuyang rested his chin on his hand, looked out at the street, biting a straw in his mouth, sipping on the iced coke in the cup, and didn't notice when the cup was empty, only noticed a certain makeup on the opposite side The billboard of the new spokesperson is being replaced at the entrance of the specialty store; the young and tender male idol is holding a lipstick in his hand, and his facial features and makeup are so exquisite that most girls feel ashamed.

He watched lazily and intently the clerk changing the billboards, his whole body seemed to have been sunburned and melted, and the soft and black long eyelashes on his eyelashes fluttered slightly, like colorful lashes resting on a flower branch. The bee and firefly flapped its wings occasionally, and extremely light shadows fell on his almost transparent white face.

With a snort, the Coke in the glass was empty, and the straw sucked in air, making an embarrassing sound.

Ye Chuyang looked at the empty cup with a straw in his mouth, his face was a little dazed, as if he didn't know what happened.

A cup of Xueding coffee was pushed in front of him, and the man sitting opposite him smiled and said, "I didn't touch it, I'll drink it for you."

The man sitting opposite Ye Chuyang is Xiao Zhao's elder brother, who also has a very martial name, his surname is Duan, and his name is Duan Xiaoyun. At this time, Ye Chuyang is dating Duan Xiaoyun, and the date has been going on for more than half a year Hour.

Ye Chuyang smiled politely and said, "Thank you, but I don't like coffee very much."

After chatting, I learned that Duan Xiaoyun is the owner of a well-known styling studio in this city. In layman's terms, Duan Xiaoyun is a barber. The celebrity artist has done styling, and is still a makeup and hair styling consultant for fashion magazines.

Duan Xiaoyun is thirty to four years old, wearing a high-end brand name, sea blue shirt and black slacks, showing ankles, a pair of light brown casual leather shoes on his feet, and combing his hair back with jelly water to make him stereotyped indestructible.He was dressed well, had a good appearance and was tall and tall, like a male model who just walked off a show.

The date in front of him has countless advantages, such as conversation and clothing, but Ye Chuyang only has one most intuitive impression of him, that is, easy-going and approachable.He had met with a stylist before, and as soon as the man saw him, he picked and pointed out his whole body, saying that his dressing style was too ghostly, and he was going to be taken to a clothing store to be remade.

Before seeing Duan Xiaoyun, Ye Chuyang thought that he was going to be picked again, but Duan Xiaoyun didn't point fingers at him, instead he praised him 'you are very suitable for white' and 'you are the most shirt-wearing man I have ever seen. The good-looking 'Ye Chuyang was flattered by the professional's praise, and quickly drank half a glass of Coke.

Although he had a good impression of Duan Xiaoyun, and the other party was willing to chat with him in detail, but neither of them had a familiar personality, and the topic changed from the other's work to nothing, and the atmosphere gradually froze.Ye Chuyang took a short errand to look at the billboard across the street, while Duan Xiaoyun was speechless fiddling with the spoon in the coffee cup.

Duan Xiaoyun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, if I knew you didn't like coffee, I wouldn't have met you at this shop."

Ye Chuyang shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, I brought my own Coke."

No one spoke again, and the atmosphere became gloomy again, Duan Xiaoyun smiled slightly frustrated: "I am very boring."

Ye Chuyang said: "My personality is more boring, I like quiet."

Duan Xiaoyun looked at his face and said: "I can see that you are a gentle and elegant person."

Ye Chuyang said with a smile: "I also like to talk straight. Actually, I don't like dating with a strong purpose. I didn't come to see you today to find a boyfriend. I just want to meet more friends. The premise is that you also Take my word for it."

Duan Xiaoyun said: "I don't like dating with a strong purpose, and I appreciate your frankness."

Ye Chuyang smiled and said, "Then we can make friends."

Duan Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Of course, I'm very honored."

Duan Xiaoyun had a hearty smile, and a dimple appeared on the left side of his face, which was very attractive.

Ye Chuyang looked at him and said in his heart: This is a good man.After a while, I said to myself: You should seize the opportunity.

So Ye Chuyang said: "You treat me to coffee, and I treat you to dinner, do you have time?"

Duan Xiaoyun smiled and said, "You didn't drink the coffee I invited, so I should treat you to dinner."

Ye Chuyang stood up, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and said with a faint smile: "Then let me explain first, I don't eat Western food."

Duan Xiaoyun drove a big black G to the side of the road. Ye Chuyang wanted to sit in the back seat, but hesitated for a moment, and sat in the co-pilot.

Duan Xiaoyun asked him about his taste, and he said that he had no taboos except western food. Duan Xiaoyun noticed that he took off his glasses when he got in the car and pinched the center of his brows, looking a little tired, so he asked, "Are you tired? "

Ye Chuyang said: "I didn't sleep well last night, I was a little sleepy."

Duan Xiaoyun turned off the light music that was playing in the car, and said: "Then you sleep for a while, and I will call you when you arrive at the restaurant."

Ye Chuyang hummed, leaned on the back of the seat and turned his head to the car window, but instead of sleeping, he took out his phone to check the news.There were a bunch of unread messages on his wechat, two or three were from Facia, and the rest were all from Jiang Ying. He skipped Facia, clicked into Jiang Ying's profile picture, and started reading from the beginning.

Jiang Ying started sending him WeChat messages at two o'clock at noon until half an hour ago. During these few hours, Jiang Ying seemed to have been in a meeting. Jiang Ying had nothing to do with him, but just talked to him in a boring meeting. Jiang Ying said that he was annoying, and the person who was speaking was the sales executive. He had been displeased with this executive for a long time, but the executive had a big client in his hand. He could not fire the supervisor yet, but he was gradually disintegrating. The sales team in charge; within a few minutes, Jiang Ying sent another WeChat message, saying that the two middle managers had quarreled at the meeting, which made him even more annoyed.

In the remaining dozen or so wechat messages, Jiang Ying was complaining about the two middle managers who were arguing at the meeting.

Ye Chuyang swiped across one by one, and saw Jiang Ying also sent a photo, in which was a dismembered pen.Ye Chuyang could almost see that when the two middle managers were arguing, Jiang Ying was sitting in the chief position of the meeting and was dissecting the pen. Even the metal pen holder and pen cap were squeezed out a few holes, which shows how much effort Jiang Ying used , how irritable my heart is.

Continue to scroll down, the last WeChat message was sent half an hour ago, Jiang Ying said: Are you not in the office?Why didn't you message me back?

Ye Chuyang read a few pages full of messages, and wanted to reply to Jiang Ying, but Jiang Ying didn't talk to him about something serious, he was just talking nonsense, and felt that there was no need to reply, so he turned off his phone and put it in his pocket, and simply Close your eyes and rest.

As soon as he put the phone away, Duan Xiaoyun's phone rang. Duan Xiaoyun put on the bluetooth headset and said a few words, then hung up the phone and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I have something to do in the store. I have to go back."

Ye Chuyang was silent, and said, "Then you put me at the bus stop."

Duan Xiaoyun hurriedly said: "No, no, the matter in the store should be dealt with soon. If you are not in a hurry, you can come back to the store with me, and then we will come out for dinner."

Ye Chuyang thought about it and agreed.

Duan Xiaoyun turned his head and turned back, explaining actively: "A VIP customer made an appointment to have her hair done today. She is a regular customer, and I usually receive her. Before I came out today, I asked a colleague to receive her. Maybe it was me. My colleague didn’t communicate with her well, my colleague cut off a strand of her hair, she was very angry, and I had to go back to adjust the conflict.”

Ye Chuyang understood very well: "Then you should come forward."

Duan Xiaoyun's store is equivalent to high luxury, and the people who can do VIP in his store are either rich or expensive, and of course they are unusually difficult to serve.

Ye Chuyang didn't pay attention to where Duan Xiaoyun was driving, and seeing the street view shops on the side of the road became more and more familiar, he said, "Your shop is on Lijing Street?"

Duan Xiaoyun said: "Yes, Feili modeling room, have you heard of it?"

What made Ye Chuyang even more surprised was that Duan Xiaoyun's Feili model was opened near the Little Sun Training Center, only more than 300 meters away from the training center.Duan Xiaoyun parked the car downstairs in the training center, saying that it would be difficult to find a parking space if he drove further, and he would have to take a long detour to park the car in the underground garage.

Ye Chuyang followed Duan Xiaoyun to the store on foot, Duan Xiaoyun asked: "Dr. Ye, are you 32 this year?"

Ye Chuyang said: "Yes."

Duan Xiaoyun smiled and said, "I'm 34, and we're about the same age. How about this, let's not be too born, can I call you Chuyang? You can call me Xiaoyun."

Ye Chuyang has never been pretentious when it comes to titles, and said: "Yes."

Duan Xiaoyun's store is very grand. The three storefronts on the first floor have been opened up as a styling room. The decoration of the facade is very different from that of ordinary barber shops and hair salons. It is decorated with a strong high-end business style inside and out, like It is a leisure and entertainment place for elites to go out and negotiate.

As soon as Duan Xiaoyun entered, a girl in a suit came up to her and said, "Shop Manager, you are back, the customers have been making trouble."

Duan Xiaoyun strode in with his head held high, and said, "Is that Zhou Qingchu?"

Girl: "It's her, others won't be as hard to serve as her."

Ye Chuyang was a little surprised when he heard Zhou Qingchu's name, thinking that it would not be such a coincidence to run into the Zhou Qingchu he knew here, but the more he walked in with Duan Xiaoyun, the more he felt that Duan Xiaoyun's guest, Zhou Qingchu, was someone he knew Zhou Qingchu, because he saw Jiang Ying.

Behind a row of beauty chairs is a waiting area, which is mostly used to entertain men who accompanied their girlfriends here. At this time, Jiang Ying was sitting on a sofa in the waiting area; he stretched his arms on the back of the sofa, his head Leaning back, eyes closed, a clothing magazine spread out on her lap.

Hearing someone approaching, Jiang Ying opened his eyes to look at the person, and saw Ye Chuyang walking beside Duan Xiaoyun.

Zhou Qingchu is very self-cultivated, and when arguing with others, he just sits on a chair with a cold face, folds his arms and talks softly about his dissatisfaction and criticism of the hair stylist.

Duan Xiaoyun and Jiang Ying looked very familiar, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang is here too."

Jiang Ying sat without moving or speaking, and just smiled lazily at him.

Duan Xiaoyun said again: "Chuyang, wait for me for a while."

Ye Chuyang nodded, and Duan Xiaoyun took over from the hair stylist to negotiate with Zhou Qingchu.

Jiang Ying looked at Ye Chuyang and said with a smile, "Dr. Ye, come and sit."

Ye Chuyang walked over slowly and sat down next to Jiang Ying. He didn't know why, but felt a little weird, so he moved a little further away from Jiang Ying, and there was a distance where two more people could sit in the middle.

With his arm still on the back of the sofa, Jiang Ying tilted his head back again, closed his eyes, and said, "I went downstairs to find you before I left the company. Facia said you were on a date. Your date is Duan Xiaoyun?"

Ye Chuyang randomly picked up a magazine from the coffee table, and changed the topic abruptly: "Did you find the video from Lijing Street to Food Street?"

Jiang Ying turned a deaf ear and said to himself, "Duan Xiaoyun is also gay? I've known him for so long and I didn't realize it."

Ye Chuyang's tone was stiff: "There is also that woman who was hit by a car, is there anyone else?"

Jiang Ying: "When did you meet him?"

Ye Chuyang: "I asked Haiyang for the surveillance video, but he refused to give it to me."

Jiang Ying: "I heard him call you Chuyang just now, it doesn't look like you are meeting for the first time."

Ye Chuyang: "I was looking for the little girl who wore the same dress as Liang Youyou, but I haven't found it yet."

Jiang Ying: "How long have you been dating?"

Ye Chuyang: "Is there any news from Bai Sinian? Can we see Song Youhai?"

Jiang Ying: "Are you two in a relationship?"

Ye Chuyang: "I want to ask Song Youhai face-to-face. Our own random thinking has no result."

Jiang Ying: "Have you confirmed the relationship? How far has it developed?"

Ye Chuyang: "You remind Bai Sinian, I want to see Song Youhai as soon as possible."

Jiang Ying: "It turns out that you are dating Duan Xiaoyun if you don't reply to my messages. Is he your boyfriend now?"

With a sound of tearing, Ye Chuyang tore off a page of the magazine with little effort. He squeezed the page, swallowed slowly, and said, "Boss Jiang, I'm talking about business with you."

Jiang Ying moved to his side, looked at him with his legs crossed, and said with a smile, "I'm also talking about business with you."

Ye Chuyang didn't know which muscle of Jiang Ying was wrong again, so he said with a cold face, "Song Youhai's business is a serious matter."

Jiang Yingdao: "The matter of Duan Xiaoyun is also a serious matter."

Ye Chuyang frowned and said, "What's the matter with Duan Xiaoyun!"

His voice was a bit loud, and was heard by Duan Xiaoyun who was helping Zhou Qingchu trim the ends of his hair. Duan Xiaoyun turned around and asked, "Chuyang? Did you call me?"

Ye Chuyang smiled at him and said, "It's okay."

After speaking, he got up to leave, but Jiang Ying pressed the back of his hand and said with a smile, "Don't go, the matter hasn't been clarified yet."

Ye Chuyang pulled his hand out from under Jiang Ying's, and said patiently, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Yingdao: "What's your relationship with Duan Xiaoyun?"

Ye Chuyang: "Boss Jiang, please don't meddle in my private affairs."

Jiang Yingjing looked at him solemnly, smiled flickeringly, and said, "Your appearance makes me suspect that you are already having sex with him."

Jiang Ying's words made Ye Chuyang feel very uncomfortable, and felt that Jiang Ying was absurd. Jiang Ying's tone seemed to be questioning him, as if he had done something that he could not afford to Jiang Ying.

Ye Chuyang was really a little annoyed, and said coldly: "I'm single, and he's also single, even if we really get together, there's nothing wrong with it."

Ye Chuyang got up and left the waiting area, and sat down on an empty chair next to Zhou Qingchu.

Zhou Qingchu's mood has improved, and he was chatting and laughing with Duan Xiaoyun. Seeing Ye Chuyang pass by, he took the initiative to say hello: "Meet you again, Dr. Ye."

Ye Chuyang was angry and stuffy, so he just nodded perfunctorily.

Duan Xiaoyun thought he was getting impatient, so he said, "Wait for me another 15 minutes."

Zhou Qingchu is a frequent visitor and is very familiar with Duan Xiaoyun. Her eyes turned around on the faces of Duan Xiaoyun and Ye Chuyang, looking at Duan Xiaoyun meaningfully from the mirror, and said with a smile: "I said that Boss Duan It seems that you are in a hurry, so there is a date."

Duan Xiaoyun smiled decently and didn't say much.

Ye Chuyang didn't want to respond to this joke, but Zhou Qingchu kept looking at him from the corner of his eye, so he smiled perfunctorily.

The mirror in front of Ye Chuyang faced the waiting area behind him, and he could see Jiang Ying when he raised his eyes. He deliberately avoided Jiang Ying, but after avoiding it for a while, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Ying——Jiang Ying was still sitting in the original seated, bent forward, with his elbows on his knees, holding a magazine in his hand, but Jiang Ying was tearing up the magazine instead of reading it. He tore off the pages of the magazine, and then In his hand, he rubbed it into a paper ball, and the coffee table was soon full of paper balls...

Ye Chuyang looked at him, and the more he looked, the more worried he became, because Jiang Ying's face became more and more gloomy... After watching, Ye Chuyang took out his mobile phone and sent Jiang Ying a WeChat message: Today is the first time Duan Xiaoyun and I Meet, we are just friends.

Soon, Jiang Ying picked up his mobile phone. He glanced at the message expressionlessly, then looked up at Ye Chuyang. His expression didn't improve. He took out the cigarette case from the pocket of his suit jacket and went to the door.

Ye Chuyang was a little worried about him, so he told Duan Xiaoyun to go out and walk towards the door.

Jiang Ying stood smoking on the steps outside the store, Ye Chuyang walked over, stood beside him, and said softly, "I didn't reply to your message because I was busy and didn't check my phone, sorry."

Jiang Ying put his hands in his trouser pockets, biting a cigarette and smiling coyly: "Busy with Duan Xiaoyun?"

Ye Chuyang closed his eyes, raised his forehead and said, "Mr. Jiang, your temper is very unreasonable. I don't want to continue this topic."

Jiang Yingdao: "That's right. The only person you can talk to me is Song Youhai. Let's talk about Song Youhai. I heard what you said just now. I'm asking someone to check the surveillance on this street, but I'm not a policeman after all. I can only check It will take time to use the camera privately."

Ye Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and said, "Where is the woman who was hit by the car? Have you found out her identity?"

Jiang Yingdao: "On the day Liang Youyou died, there was no rear-end collision or car accident on this street, and no woman was sent to the hospital."

Ye Chuyang wondered: "Isn't this woman existing?"

Jiang Ying's face was cold, and his tone was lazy: "I'm also looking for a little girl in a green dress, but she has no obvious features, so it's hard to find. Maybe there is no such person."

Ye Chuyang said: "Since these two people don't exist, why are there two people in Song Youhai's spiritual cabin?"

Jiang Ying turned to look at him, and quickly looked away, saying, "Dr. Ye, I'm in a bad mood and I don't want to chat with you anymore. I'll let you know if there's any progress."

After speaking, he stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, and walked down the steps.

Ye Chuyang followed him down two steps: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Ying didn't look back, and said coldly, "Don't follow me."

Ye Chuyang watched as he opened the door and got in the car, drove onto the road, and disappeared with the traffic.

Ye Chuyang sighed in his heart, wanted to go back to the store, but stopped when he turned around - he saw a little yellow dirt dog running from the sidewalk, his body was burnt yellow, his left leg was limping, and Song Youhai appeared in spirit The yellow dog in the cabin was exactly the same.

His heart skipped a beat, and he called Jiang Ying subconsciously: "Boss Jiang!"

No one answered him. He turned his head and saw only a sea of ​​people and traffic. Jiang Ying had already left.