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Fang Yan spoke with a half-smile, Song Lai always felt that he meant something else, and he didn't want to tangle with him, so he stopped struggling and let him lead him.

"Say something."

Fang Yan turned his back on customers, led Song Lai to the sofa, and then sat down on his own.

Song Lai refused to sit down, Fang Yan pulled him down with a little force, and fell into his arms.

Fang Yan was stunned, Song Lai blushed, and hurriedly broke away from his hand and sat aside, his eyes dodging.

"Say."

Fang Yan glanced at the distance between him and himself, lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

"Rodin is from the Manchester business department. He has been in France before. This time he came to China for something. He couldn't say anything. I didn't ask for details. I just met him downstairs. Knowing that he will come, he and I are just colleagues.”

"He is an open and outgoing person, so he doesn't pay much attention to what he says and does. In addition, I know him well, so he sometimes doesn't pay attention to propriety."

Song Lai sat upright with his arms folded, without looking at him, "It has nothing to do with me, President Fang doesn't need to report to me, I didn't misunderstand."

Fang Yan looked at him sideways, holding back a smile, "Really? Why do I see you a little angry."

Song Lai snorted coldly, and rolled his eyes at Fang Yan, "Angry? Why am I angry? We are just a cooperative relationship."

Song Lai's words were right, and he was poking at the place Fang Yan cared most about, which made Fang Yan slightly startled, feeling a little distressed.

Fang Yan smiled wryly and nodded, "Partnership."

He repeated, "It's really a partnership."

Fang Yan held back the resentment and pain in his heart. He wanted to argue with Song Lai but didn't want to hurt him, but he couldn't bear his indifference and alienation, so he had to change the subject.

"Do you have any work here?"

Fang Yan asked.

Fang Yan's voice was not as clear as before, Song Lai felt his voice was slightly hoarse, turned his head to look at him, and was bumping into his affectionate eyes.

Song Lai's whole body tensed up, and he subconsciously turned his head away, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Let's talk about cooperation, business."

Song Lai said, then paused, "I came to Manchester just to see how your hotel operates in other areas, nothing else."

Fang Yan nodded, convinced, "I know."

"when are you going back."

Song Lai thought about it, but didn't hide it from him, "The flight is after ten o'clock."

Fang Yan raised his hand and looked at his watch. Seeing that it was past seven o'clock, he got up from the sofa, walked two steps and stood beside Song Lai, "There is still time, I will take you to dinner."

Song Lai doesn't really want to be with Fang Yan, he always feels that he has lost his composure in front of him, if he continues to get along, Song Lai is a little worried that he will see something.

"I have already eaten."

Song Lai said bluntly.

Fang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't believe what he said, but didn't expose it, "I haven't eaten yet.

I wanted to go back to my room to call you after work, but I didn't expect to make you angry.

The explanation has been explained, and you also said that you are not angry, so do you want to have something to eat with me now? "

Song Lai shook his head, "I'm getting ready to go to the airport."

"I'll take you there later."

"But..." Song Lai was still unwilling.

"elder brother."

Fang Yan squatted down slowly, put his hands on Song Lai's knees, stared straight at Song Lai with eyes full of unstoppable longing and expectation, and Song Lai seemed to fall into those eyes I couldn't get up for a long time.

"I miss you."

Fang Yan's coquettish whisper and water-like eyes made Song Lai unable to refuse for a while.

After a while, Song Lai still softened his heart.

"Then I can't miss the plane."

Fang Yan's face suddenly brightened, and he immediately got up, holding Song Lai's hand, "Definitely."

Looking at Fang Yan's brisk expression, Song Lai felt that he didn't find a partner, but raised a greedy child.

But thinking about it again, this kid is pretty easy to coax.

Song Lai originally thought that Fang Yan would take him to eat casually in Manchester, but he didn't expect him to pack up his things for him, and it seemed that he didn't plan to come back.

Song Lai watched Fang Yan wandering around in the room, couldn't help smiling, and called out to him, "There's no need to clean up, I just have a box, and I haven't taken out anything yet."

Fang Yan looked around, but he did not see anything beside him, so he pulled up the suitcase and went out, "I will take you to the airport directly after eating later."

Song Lai nodded and followed him out.

After getting in the car, Song Lai thought that Fang Yan was going to some restaurant, but saw that Fang Yan was driving more and more sideways, and the road became narrower and narrower. Finally, he drove into a small alley. Song Lai looked out the window and passed by. In a middle school, there are parents waiting for their children on the side of the road, who seem to be picking up students for evening self-study.

Song Lai looked at the crowd outside the window and the fireworks on the food stalls, and felt a little familiar for a while. He suddenly remembered that when he was in the third year of high school, he occasionally passed by and would wait for him at the door for a while, say a few words, and by the way Send him something.

Thinking of Fang Yan at that time, Song Lai couldn't help laughing.

His skin at that time was darker than now, he wore cropped hair all day long, and his clothes were clean and tidy, which was very neat. Every time Song Lai waited for him at the school gate, he could always see a group of men and women surrounded by him. It is appearance of popularity.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fang Yan on the side asked softly.

Song Lai still looked out of the window with a smile on his face, and his voice was full of rare lightness and joy.

"Nothing, just remembering when you were in high school."

Fang Yan's expression changed slightly, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "We..." he murmured, "You were only in your early twenties then."

Song Lai didn't understand what he meant, and didn't think much about it, and nodded along with him, "That's right, I was young at the time, I just entered the secret forest, and I was still a kid who didn't understand anything."

Fang Yan opened his mouth to say something, but turned his head to look at Song Lai's cozy profile, but he still didn't say anything.

Fang Yan drove for a while and then stopped in an open space, "Get out of the car."

Song Lai looked out, and saw that the area was full of small restaurants, brightly lit and surrounded by fireworks, and there were a few students in school uniforms sitting in some shops, Song Lai seemed to have returned to the past all of a sudden.

Fang Yan had already got out of the car. Seeing that Song Lai hadn't moved, he went over to open the car door for him, covering Song Lai like a huge black shadow.

"Take you to eat something delicious."

Song Lai got out of the car slowly and followed Fang Yan.

Looking at Fang Yan's tall and broad back, he felt that the past self and the present Fang Yan were switched. In the past, he was in front and he was behind, but now he is in front and he is behind.

It's just that no matter in the past or now, there is always someone chasing after him.

Fang Yan seemed to be familiar with this place, and went straight into a Huainan beef soup shop.

The storefront is like a semi-open basement, there are several neatly arranged tables and chairs down a few steps from the stairs at the door, Fang Yan has already gone down, standing at the door talking to the boss, but Song Lai is still standing between the steps Nothing moved.

Fang Yan in front of him is clearly a successful man in a suit and leather shoes, but Song Lai always feels that the person who seems to be meeting in this narrow hut is more like Lu Yan in the past who was always embarrassed when he saw him.

They are obviously the same person, but Song Lai always unknowingly separates the past him from the present him.

"Song Lai? Song Lai?"

Hearing Fang Yan's call and seeing him waving at him, Song Lai came back to his senses.

"how."

"Are you still the same as before? Slightly spicy, more coriander?" Fang Yan asked, and stepped forward to hold Song Lai who was walking down, "Slow down."

Song Lai's footsteps froze, and he looked up at him with flickering eyes.

Fang Yan was a little embarrassed by him, and blushed a little in such a hot shop, "What's wrong?"

Song Lai took a long breath and nodded.

"same as before."

Fang Yan didn't think much, pulled Song Lai down, turned around to inform the boss, took Song Lai to pick a table and sat down, wiped the stool and the table for him, very carefully.

"Students haven't finished their evening self-study now, but it's coming soon. After we finish eating, I'm afraid a group of students will come to grab seats."

Fang Yan talked to himself while wiping the table, as if he was talking to a familiar old friend or a close lover.

"I came here by chance before, and the taste is very good. It's quite similar to the one in front of the Experimental Middle School. Didn't you like that one very much before?"

"Try how it tastes later and see if it looks like it."

"Fang Yan."

Song Lai stopped him.

Fang Yan looked up at him, like a loyal servant waiting for orders, or a child waiting for an errand, "Say."

Song Lai closed his eyes, held his breath secretly, and clenched his fists tightly on his knees.

"Why do you always remember the past.

I don't remember many things. "

The smile on Fang Yan's face froze, a little embarrassed.

He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to laugh.

"You always like to pour cold water on me."

Song Lai's expression changed slightly, with embarrassment and anxiety floating on his face, "I didn't mean that."

Fang Yan shrugged, as if he didn't care, but also seemed to be used to it.

"I know."

Fang Yan smiled, but the corner of his mouth was not smiling, but it added a bit of bitterness.

"You don't have to remember the past, but I can't."

"You know, my past is only Kang Yuanyuan and you.

There is nothing worth remembering about Kang Yue. If I don't remember you, what else can I remember? "

"You are different from me. Apart from me, there are many people and things in your past, but I only have you."

"Song Lai, I only have you."

The author says:

Thanks to "Lu Ciyu" and "One Tyrant in the Mud" for their rewards!Love you guys!

It's still pretty sweet today, isn't it hehe~

There will be more tomorrow~

Thank you for your support!

The next part is all sweet and sweet!And it’s the part of brushing progress oh hehe~

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