I see myself

There are only two bedrooms in the house, a master bedroom and a second bedroom. The second bedroom has already belonged to Ruan Luo. If Jiang Yansheng wants to live there, he can only stay with him.

Fang Zhan poured the red currant sauce on the bottom of the plate, then sliced ​​the grilled chicken and served it with broccoli, and asked casually:

"where do you live now?"

Jiang Yansheng didn't give him any leeway,

"I'm homeless, I may need Mr. Fang to take me in tonight."

He was still wearing the clothes that Fang Zhan had left in the lounge. The two were about the same height, so they looked very docile.

Fang Zhan thought for a while,

"No spare toiletries at home..."

Jiang Yansheng took it quickly,

"Just call and have someone deliver it."

Fang Zhan glanced at him,

"Alright, I was going to take you to the supermarket to buy vegetables, and I'll buy a set by the way."

Jiang Yansheng shut up.

After a while, Fang Zhan set the plate and took out the tableware before asking questions.

"Is there any difficulty in your company?"

Fang Zhan: "..."

I kid you not, I am really rich.

"Make a list of what you want to buy, and I'll ask someone to deliver it later."

Looking up, seeing that Fang Zhan did not refute, he said again:

"The hotel where I live has a chef who is good at Chinese and French cuisine. If you don't mind, I'll ask him to cook here tomorrow, and I can also send someone to deliver the meals to the company."

Jiang Yansheng felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said. If he followed his usual habits, he would not ask at all, and just transfer people over according to his own preferences.

Fang Zhan's expression was a little subtle, he hesitated for a few seconds, and felt that he still had to resolve this faint misunderstanding,

"The cup you are holding now was just taken by me this summer."

"...?"

Fang Zhan told the price,

"The final bid is 170w."

Jiang Yansheng was quite surprised.

"Are you so poor that you even wrote down the price of a cup?"

"..."

Fang Zhan gave up.

Gan, he wrote it down because he likes collecting tableware and loves life, okay?

Stop the loss in time, he stopped the question,

"You've been living in a hotel?"

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Jiang Yansheng didn't want to continue. He secretly thought that he should inquire more about what Fang Zhan was doing recently, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently to his question.

"A friend's house."

Seeing Fang Zhan frowned, he added,

"It's not all the time, sometimes I go back to live in Jiang Qina, or my little... friend's house."

Talking fast for a while, he raised his head and looked at Fang Zhan's expression, and then he was relieved, but he rarely received a call from Jiang Qi after the meal.

He refused and was called again.

He refused to answer again, and was called again, so he simply adjusted it to vibrate.

Fang Zhan was putting the tableware into the dishwasher, glanced at it, and asked lightly:

"The kid called?"

"..."

Jiang Yansheng slid open the vibrating phone, with a bad tone,

"what's up?"

He has made up his mind to stay with Fang Zhan no matter what happens today.

At this time, it seems that they are still working, covering the microphone and explaining something to others, only the ear-piercing sound of hula hula is very obvious.

Jiang Yansheng was impatient at first, and just about to hang up the phone, he heard a voice coming along the wire,

"No matter where you are fooling around now, get out of here and go to Jiang's house for dinner at six o'clock in the evening."

The Jiang family is the home of Jiang Yansheng's mother.

He was silent for a moment, looked up at Fang Zhan's back, and hung up the phone.

Listening to his footsteps, Fang Zhan saw the mobile phone being handed from behind to the front. The note in the call log was simple and clear, with the word Jiang Qi written directly, and he didn't even bother to add a curse word, just like a stranger.

"want to go home?"

Jiang Yansheng hugged him tightly again, as if absorbing warmth,

"The last time I went to the supermarket was when I was in school."

Fang Zhan listened quietly.

"Steal potato chips with my classmates, open them and sprinkle them from the roof, along with the money."

A chuckle slipped from his throat,

"What an idiot after all."

He actually had delusions about family affection, trying to get the attention of others.

Fang Zhan opened his mouth, trying to find out from his memory what similar things he had done to comfort him or express empathy.

Finally, after much deliberation, I found that there is really no.

So just advise:

"If I were in the same school as you at the time, I would think you were cool."

This is the truth, he has always been aware of his identity, he will not do anything out of line, even if he wants to get something, he will only put his own interests first, choose a secret and effective method, so when he was young and ignorant, he was particularly envious of living A flamboyant person.

This is probably one of the reasons why he fell in love with Ruan Luo.

He paused, and the words followed his thoughts,

"Maybe I'll like you then."

There was a tremor on the shoulder.

The people behind were silent for a long time.

When going out, Jiang Yansheng repeated that he would come back after dinner, but he didn't see anyone until the end of the financial interview the next day.

Wang Yan and the interviewing staff repeatedly confirmed the editing of the follow-up video, and showed the reporter's record to Fang Zhan.

"Do you want to change this analysis?"

Fang Zhan guessed where it was without looking, and only replied:

"Just follow this version."

Wang Yan then ran back again.

Finally, another video of Kai Nuo’s interior was recorded. After the end, another assistant handed him a mobile phone, saying that Jiang Yansheng had called him.

Without his notice, Fang Zhan had already seen the person standing by the elevator.

Jiang Yansheng's clothes were neat, but his skin showed some bruises. When he saw Fang Zhan approaching, he immediately explained,

"My phone was hacked last night..."

When someone passed by, he stopped immediately, and after getting into the car, he said in embarrassment:

"I was locked up by my foreign publicist."

Fang Zhan processed the legal documents sent by Xiao Xiao, and responded casually,

"The reason?"

Jiang Yansheng glanced at the files on his tablet, and turned off the audio and sound that were automatically turned on when the car started.

When the car arrived at the destination, when Fang Zhan got off the car with him, he saw the figure standing at the door of the shooting gallery at a glance, and he didn't even pay attention to Jiang Yansheng's whispered 'no reason' in his ear.

The shooting gallery had been cleared long ago, only a few cars parked side by side and a few scattered people who looked either rich or expensive.

But in Fang Zhan's field of vision, everything around him suddenly turned into white light, except for the young man at the end who was waving to them.

It made him feel an unspeakable hatred.

"Fang Zhan?"

Jiang Yansheng wore sunglasses, followed Fang Zhan's line of sight, looked over at Qiao Rui, and turned around strangely, calling out,

"Azhan?"

Fang Zhan came back to his senses suddenly, and found that he was already cold all over, and it was the first time that the oppressive feeling in the dream appeared so strongly during the day.

He raised the corners of his mouth slowly, looked at the people walking towards them and asked:

"Who is that person?"

Jiang Yansheng remembered that it was after Qiao Rui called yesterday that Fang Zhan said he wanted to see the people around him, so he crossed his arms and uttered a word inexplicably,

"I'm young, Qiao Rui."

Qiao Rui approached the two with a smile, hooked Jiang Yansheng's shoulders,

"This is the little sister-in-law."

After carefully looking at it for a while, I was sure it was the person I vaguely saw yesterday morning, and stretched out my hand again,

"My name is Qiao Rui. If you want to play with ordnance, just come to me. For Brother Jiang's sake, I promise you can get what you want."

Fang Zhan was sure that he had never seen this person before, he reached out his hand politely,

"Hello."

But he didn't introduce who he was.

Jiang Yansheng pulled Fang Zhan's hand to his side just as their fingertips separated.

The reason he didn't stop the two was to respect Fang Zhan, and he didn't want these people to look down on them, but Fang Zhan didn't make an introduction, and he felt even more weird in his heart.

At this time, he didn't talk to Qiao Rui anymore, and directly dragged Fang Zhan to the shooting gallery.

"You knew him before?"

Jiang Yansheng slightly staggered the clasped hands, separated Fang Zhan's fingers, and wanted to insert his own five fingers, ten fingers intertwined.

Fang Zhan paused, held his hand instead, and stopped his movement.

"do not know."

Jiang Yansheng stopped in his tracks, and just about to explode, he heard Fang Zhan ask,

"Who is the little sister-in-law?"

"..."

He flinched back, humming twice,

"Anyway, sooner or later."

Fang Zhan was preoccupied with what might be related to Qiao Rui in the dream, and ignored him, asking again,

"You have a bad relationship with Qiao Rui?"

Most of his feelings in the dream were directly linked to Jiang Yansheng. If he had hatred for Qiao Rui, there was a high probability that something happened to Qiao Rui and Jiang Yansheng.

Jiang Yansheng felt that he would explode if he heard the word Qiao Rui again. He glanced at the people standing outside and the empty hall, and decided to explain the matter calmly.

"Don't worry about whether I have a good relationship with him or not. Let me ask you, how did you feel when you first saw him?"

Fang Zhan didn't know, so,

"Similar to the first time I saw you?"

They are all related to dreams, and they all want to beat people up, but one is before the meeting and the other is after the meeting.

Jiang Yansheng couldn't bear it anymore, he stood where he was, feeling green smoke was about to rise from his head,

"What fucking taste do you have? Me, like him?"

Fang Zhan was extremely slow to notice his abnormality, and knew that this person had misunderstood. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qiao Rui opening the door, and wanted to stop him.

Who knows that Jiang Yansheng seems to have been greatly insulted, and when his temper comes up, no one can stop him,

"I won't talk about looks. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it. Just talk about your figure. Qiao Rui would have to put on a booster to go out on a fucking blind date. You think I'm the same as him?"

Qiao Rui: "..."

One knife ended and another knife, Jiang Yansheng did not hold back at all,

"And with my personality, you called me a waste before. Compared with a scum like him, I am an angel."

Qiao Rui: "..."

Fang Zhan: "..."

It seems to be a feud, which is not incomprehensible.

The author has something to say: Jiang Yansheng: I am wronged