I see myself

The young master said he would leave as soon as he said he would. He bought a plane ticket on the second day after the school was confirmed, and said that he would wait until the weekend was over before leaving.

He doesn't have to go to work every day and has nothing serious to do. He has long since stopped distinguishing time by whether it is weekends or not. Fang Zhan guessed that he said he wanted to leave early, but he was just blunt, so he didn't expose it. It's just that the closer the days are, the more he realizes the young master's innocence. abnormal.

In the past, he still liked to bicker, but recently he was almost obedient, and his eyes still stayed on him, but every time he looked over, the other party was either distracted or anxious after recovering.

He didn't want to have a gap between the two before they separated, so he asked.

Knowing that he would not answer honestly, he threatened again,

"If you don't make it clear, I won't send you off the day after tomorrow. When you go abroad, I can just work with peace of mind and don't have to put you first all the time."

Jiang Yansheng only laughed and made jokes when he heard this,

"Then am I number one in your heart now?"

Fang Zhan didn't answer, and his smile gradually stiffened.

Last night, I had a meeting with the company in Germany to discuss Miller's debt problem. I was busy until [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was almost dawn in Beijing.

Taking a nap at noon, Fang Zhan was lying on the single bed in the company lounge, when the young master came to pull his sleeves, he broke away,

"Don't make trouble."

Jiang Yansheng didn't make a sound, and changed the action of holding his hand, only stretched out his hand to hook the gap in his shirt cuff.

But as soon as they met, Fang Zhan got up straight away, his voice was still gentle, but his attitude was clearly alienated.

"I went to rest on the sofa, and in the afternoon I asked someone to climb the mountain together."

Jiang Yansheng understood his intentions, so he followed Fang Zhan to the sofa, and when he lay down, he squatted down next to him, put his hands on the side of the sofa, and whispered in an attitude that always softened Fang Zhan's heart,

"I really have nothing to hide from you, don't be angry, okay?"

His heart was full of war, and his tone could be called praying.

Fang Zhan quickly couldn't help but wanted to open his eyes to coax him, but he knew that if he didn't explain clearly, it would never pass, so he turned a deaf ear to it.

Until one o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yansheng nestled at the foot of the sofa, like a moldy mushroom alone in the corner, and waited for Wang Yan to bring the sportswear, and then he said in a hoarse voice,

"Do you have any clothes for me?"

Wang Yan looked at Fang Zhan. Fang Zhan didn't want others to see Jiang Yansheng's appearance, so he told her to go to the car first and return to him.

"what clothes?"

"Won't you let me go with you?"

Fang Zhan is still polite,

"It's not appropriate for me to take you there. Although I can introduce you as an assistant, can you guarantee that you will stand beside me in peace? It's fine once or twice. You will always be seen by others, and they are behind..."

"I can."

Fang Zhan sighed,

"But I don't want to, Yansheng, you think it through, I'll give you time."

His hand was already on the doorknob, but he listened attentively to the movement behind him. Then he opened the door and felt the young master hug him.

Jiang Yansheng tortured himself to the point of going crazy. He pressed Fang Zhan against the door, and instead of being submissive recently, he grabbed Fang Zhan's head and kissed him.

Fang Zhan frowned, and he let go of his resisting lips as if he had made a mistake, and licked them gently, his eyes were extremely insecure and moist,

"Before... why did you keep avoiding me?"

Fang Zhan thought that the incident had passed, and he was a little surprised when he asked.

"That's it?"

More than that, but among the words he didn't dare to ask, this could be the last one.

This is because Fang Zhan no longer reluctantly resisted after the night of the banquet.

Jiang Yansheng nodded,

"I don't feel well if you don't make it clear."

Wang Yan called to remind him, Fang Zhan looked at his clothes,

"Go and change your shoes, and I'll talk to you as we walk later."

Jiang Yansheng lowered his heart slightly, and said in a low voice:

"I didn't bring it."

Fang Zhan tapped him on the head,

"It's prepared for you. It's in the lounge. You can get it yourself."

The young master was finally satisfied, turned around and changed quickly.

The boss who made an appointment with Fang Zhan to climb the mountain was always a middle-aged man, and because it was not a formal meeting, he brought his wife along.

Fang Zhan and Jiang Yansheng walked in front, and the boss and his wife were gradually exhausted, so they told them to go first.

The concrete steps separated the shattered golden pieces on both sides, Jiang Yansheng put his hands in his pockets, step by step accusing:

"Where an assistant is needed, the boss also brought his family."

Fang Zhan was amused, and thought about how to talk to the young master.

He stretched out his hand to grab a maple leaf scattered by the wind, held it between his fingertips to examine the shape, found no wormholes or spots, handed it to the young master, and said,

"The night before I went to the hospital, I got a call."

Hearing his confession, Jiang Yansheng felt that he was not as sad as he imagined.

he laughs:

"With Teacher Liu?"

Fang Zhan glanced at him,

"how do you know?"

Jiang Yansheng lowered his head to look at the maple leaf,

"I asked him if he told you I was crazy."

Walking to a slow platform of the steps, with seats under the railings on both sides, Fang Zhan stopped,

"So you're afraid of me hiding from you because of this?"

Jiang Yansheng grinned,

"Isn't it?"

He wanted to calmly look at Zhan above, seeing him staring at him and avoiding him uncomfortably.

Fang Zhan shook his head,

"It was me who remembered something."

"I didn't tell you before, I had a high fever when I was 8 years old, and I forgot everything in the past when I woke up. My mother was worried that I would not be happy to think about it, so she didn't think about helping me get it back. "

Jiang Yansheng listened carefully, and then he was surprised that the whole portrait was hit on the head by the gift bag that fell from the sky, and he became dizzy.

"Ms. Liu said that night that Jiang Qi found out that I was the person who was tied up with you back then. My mind was blank and I was surprised, so I had sex with you at night."

"The next morning I went to ask my mother, and went to a psychiatrist for hypnosis, so when you woke up and saw me, I was not in a good state of mind. You asked me what happened, but I haven't recovered my memory and I can't speak. I always feel like I’m missing the real sense of joy after talking to you.”

"Later, I fainted because of the sequelae of hypnosis. After I was sent to the hospital and woke up again, I felt some fragments flashing through my mind."

he paused,

"I was very happy at first, and I asked for leave to accompany you, but you turned around and left..."

Jiang Yansheng was in a trance,

"Then avoid me?"

Fang Zhan pretended to be embarrassed, and glanced to one side,

"You cried after finishing that day, I thought you really didn't want to, and..."

He thought about it, this time with a bit of sincerity,

"When I thought about how difficult it was to escape by myself when I was a child, I thought how I should be more precious to you now that I grow up. I didn't watch you grow up, but I want you to walk more smoothly in the future."

"Yansheng, I want to cherish you very much."

Jiang Yansheng repeated these words in his mind, followed Fang Zhan as if out of his body, and continued to climb up the stairs to a slow platform. The boss and his wife caught up with them, and it was inconvenient for the two of them to talk privately .

The phone vibrated while eating in the farmhouse, and Fang Zhan and the boss also started to discuss business matters. Jiang Yansheng opened it and found that it was Jiang Qi who asked him about going abroad.

I only glanced at it, and didn't plan to reply. I was just about to lock the screen, but saw a new message popping up in the discovery group.

[Who did the son of Secretary Fu's family offend recently? Huagong failed to bid, so he must lose two to three hundred million. 】

Secretary Fu's son was the one who wentssip about Qiao Rui and Fang Zhan by the pool that night.

He was blessed to the soul, clicked in and saw the small green characters marked 99+ new news in the upper right corner of the screen.

Swiping up a little bit, most of them are useless gossip chats. In the middle, there is a message about Aite eating by himself that he has ignored. He swipe past it, and found that a few messages away from that message, someone sent a photo.

[Is this Brother Jiang's partner? 】

【Hey, where is this, a golf course? 】

[I ran into him in the lounge, Brother Qiao seems to be there too, I'll go say hello. 】

The more public the occasion, the more suitable it is to find an excuse to meet by chance. Just as Fang Zhan and Qiao's second child had a banquet to talk about things, Jiang Yansheng's confidence that had just risen was suppressed in an instant.

He finally remembered a question.

According to Fang Zhan, Mr. Liu’s call was before the relationship... The number on the screen jumped, reminding Jiang Yansheng that the Chinese characters and Arabic numerals on the mobile phone remained unchanged when he was in Germany

——Is the number 9 in China the same as the number 9 in Germany?

How could he forget the time difference.

Sensitive to numbers, and deceived by numbers, or... He thought carefully about the details at that time, but found that only Fang Zhan’s description was left in his memory, and other pictures disappeared as if they had never appeared in his mind .

He lowered his head and poked the beef on the plate a little anxiously, and began to wonder if the words he just heard were made up by himself, like those things that he would always forget, like visions that appeared suddenly.

Did Fang Zhan really say that he should cherish him?

Where is he worth it?

Obviously he saved him, but he didn't save him, so what's so precious about it?

Every sentence began to be marked with question marks, and he stood up suddenly.

The chair collided with the wall, and the harsh sound quickly disappeared in the not-so-quiet environment of the farmhouse, but everyone at their table looked up at him.

Fang Zhan grabbed his hand and asked,

"what happened?"

Jiang Yansheng opened his mouth and closed it again, he sat back in his original position,

"fine."

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became awkward.

Fang Zhan helped him up the fallen cup, wiped the messy tabletop with paper towels, resumed the topic, and held his hand under the table through the tablecloth. However, Jiang Yansheng felt that the time had become extremely long, and there was only endless humming in his ears.

On the way back in the evening, the setting sun shines through the glass, and the orange afterglow splashes among the tall buildings. Fang Zhan hesitates and hesitates, and tentatively asks the young master,

"Have you ever thought about..."

He swallowed again.

Persuading people to treat them as soon as they found out that something was wrong, no matter what, there was a taste of disgust.

Jiang Yansheng didn't have time to make a careful distinction. He wanted to ask if Fang Zhan had really told himself to cherish it, and if there was a misunderstanding about Qiao Rui's matter.

But the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and finally he thought of his grandfather, and his breathing stabilized.

Calm down, Jiang Yansheng, you are fine, you were just too excited just now.

He smiled and felt that he might look like a weird clown. Fang Zhan was holding his hand in the back seat all the time, so he turned his head to look out the window, staring at the shadow on the glass, and called his name ,

"Azhan."

Fang Zhan looked at him,

"how?"

The other free hand clenched secretly.The pain from the fingertips digging into the flesh told him that this was the real picture now.

he laughed funny,

"Do you want to come with me to see my grandfather?"

Fang Zhan froze for a moment and didn't answer directly.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

Rhetorical questions usually mean decline, just like pain means sobriety.

Jiang Yansheng blinked, and insisted on asking,

"I think."

The words "Grandpa" and "Jiang Qi" are relatives to Jiang Yansheng, but to Fang Zhan it's just the opposite.

Even if he could watch from the sidelines now, it would be too cruel to ask him to watch them show another person the affection they have gained and lost.

He didn't want to meet them, and was even a little scared.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Yansheng calmed down instead.

Sure enough, the pain was real.

Fang Zhan thought about it and said:

"I have always respected Commander Jiang. When I heard that we were going to meet, I was afraid that he would be dissatisfied with me, so I was a little nervous."

Jiang Yansheng laughed:

"It's okay, I'll just mention it casually."

Fang Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yansheng thought it was funny, Fang Zhan always thought he was covering it up very well, but he didn't know that every time he was nervous, he would subconsciously stare at the other party, instead he looked extremely confident and aggressive.

He thought about it, and soon stopped laughing.

The sunset is beautiful, but it has nothing to do with him.

The author has something to say: Xiaojiang, come on!