salt by salt

Since Song Cheng was injured, I took the initiative to make a simple dinner and sat opposite him in the yard.

The gentle sunlight of the evening fell on his side face, making his eyebrows look more handsome, and his smiling face made people unable to move their eyes away.There is no need to clean up the dishes after eating, someone will take care of it.

I am happy to be the hands-off shopkeeper, anyway, I don't have to pretend to be a poor young man in front of him, I just let nature take its course.

"Do you like it?" Song Cheng asked, "Before you said you wanted this kind of life. What do you think?"

I just moved into that cramped apartment to live with him, and I was so uncomfortable that I said these words jokingly.

I thought about it. After all, they took the trouble to prepare these things. Even the hard-hearted ones were somewhat moved, so I smiled and said, "Not bad."

He looked at me thoughtfully, and I coughed and looked away.

Living an ordinary life with my lover, sitting in the yard watching the dusk getting darker, with only each other in my eyes, without being bound by external forces... Maybe I long for such a life.

But when it's actually sitting here, it's not as good as I'd like it to be.Because I know it's an illusion and I can't enjoy it as real.

Deceiving yourself and others also takes energy, and I'm too tired to continue.

"You seem to have a lot of things on your mind." The two of us were half leaning and half lying down, sitting leisurely on the bamboo chairs side by side, Song Cheng's fingers gently hooked my wrist, "I talk a lot less than before."

At that time, I loved to pester him to talk, and I was so happy just seeing his serious and focused eyes when he was talking.I even enjoyed taking boring online personality test questions with him, hoping to learn more about him.

"Nothing to talk about," I said, "and nothing to think about."

It's useless to think about a lot of things, I know I can't change it.But he would always subconsciously think about Xu's family, thinking of Xu Yucheng whose attitude suddenly changed.

I don't know when, his tenderness towards me gradually lost its temperature.

He didn't even send me a message to explain this incident. This is not his style at all-even if it is a chess piece that has been used, he will definitely comfort it, and maybe it will be used again someday.

Not only him, but the rest of the Xu family changed more obviously when facing me.The third aunt's sudden closeness, and the old man's abnormal tolerance, I'm sure Song Cheng's handwriting was involved.

He was right next to me, but I didn't even want to ask a question.

What is he doing?Song Cheng promised me that he would not keep it. He had offered to tell me before, but I said I was afraid that I would do him bad things, so I politely refused.

Presumably, as long as I ask now, he will tell the whole plan.Maybe he will ask me with a smile if there is anything I didn't understand, and he is willing to explain in detail.

and then?

Nothing will change.

Song Cheng paused: "You don't want to talk to me?"

As the sky gradually turned dark, I murmured: "No..."

I can't muster the strength to speak.

Recently, I often feel very tired, and my attitude towards the people around me, my own powerlessness, and my curiosity about everything that is about to happen have been exhausted.I want to have a safe shell, so that I can shrink in it and wait until the external turmoil calms down before coming out to face it.

"Toshihiko, you seem to be working hard."

Song Cheng didn't ask me what I hadn't finished, but gently reached out and massaged the acupuncture points on my head.Although it is not kind to ask the wounded to massage me, but he insisted on doing so, and I didn't shirk it anymore.

Adjusting my posture to avoid his effort, I leaned on his shoulder: "Compared to you, it's hard work. You just dawdle every day."

"You are not doing well in the Xu family." He seemed to smile, "Would you be happy without the Xu family?"

In the dusk, warm fingers caressed his face.I couldn't hear the emotion in his words, so it was naturally difficult to distinguish whether it was casual chatting or a subtle temptation.

I reluctantly opened my mouth: "Without the Xu family, I am nothing. I know my abilities, and I don't have to make money to support my family. It’s going to be even more mediocre than it is now.”

"You're fine...don't think so."

"Whatever you gain, you will lose. There is no perfect life." I smiled self-deprecatingly, "If the Xu family falls, there is a high probability that my company will not be able to continue. The employment situation has been difficult in the past few years. In fact, my boss in name has everything. If you are not proficient, you may not be able to find a job.”

"It doesn't matter, it won't affect you. You like to hold exhibitions, and I will pay for you to continue playing in the future. You can do whatever you want until you feel bored."

Song Cheng kissed my forehead hair, and I turned my head to get very close to him.Therefore, seeing his firm and eager eyes, which did not seem to be fake, made me startled.

"Without the Xu family, you are my gentleman. As long as you stay by my side obediently, I will support you forever."

"Hey, hello!"

Yin Wenjun's clear and beautiful face appeared in front of my eyes. He withdrew his hand from patting my head and smiled calmly: "I said Brother Mushroom, do you want to run away?"

I glanced at him and pointed at Gallardo who was parked by the side of the mountain road: "Is this the big thing you're talking about?"

"That's right." He patted the car body, "Limited edition, it has never been out of the garage, please try it."

I crossed my arms and flatly refused: "I'm not interested in drag racing."

"I know Yang Chen's cars are better than mine, so you don't like them." Yin Wenjun's grinning expression didn't match Wenya's appearance at all, "I don't want to drive fast, so why don't I take you to a hair dryer to decompress?"

I looked up at the bright sunny sky, annoyed at the fact that I was easily called out by this guy with a phone call.On the other end of the phone, he spoke in a dignified tone, as if he wanted to tell me something important. I believed it and postponed the afternoon meeting.

When we got here, he said he would take me to have a hair dryer?

In this case, it's hard for me to give him any good looks.He didn't mind at all, and forced me to sit in the car: "You said that you are already here, and it's so boring to keep a straight face. Of course, you should try your best to be happy when you can."

"You...have no sense of responsibility at all." I said helplessly, "It's a miracle that Dulin has not closed down after entrusting you to take care of it for so long."

"I'm only responsible for what I like to do." He stepped on the gas pedal, turned his head and raised an eyebrow at me, "For example, I care about your mood."

"I'm fine, don't bother—"

Yin Wenjun made a sharp turn, and I almost bit my own tongue: "—Is there anyone who drives like this?!"

"Don't be afraid, I know this road well." He made a comforting gesture, "The mountain road has eighteen bends, you have to understand."

I almost punched him in the face.

Fortunately, apart from being a little unreliable at the beginning, he slowed down the speed and drove fairly smoothly.I looked at the green hills outside the car window, and felt a little familiar: "Have I been here before?"

"It looks familiar to you because your brother lives around here."

Yin Wenjun raised his chin, and I saw a few single-family villas far away on the mountainside a little far away, and then suddenly realized.This is the back mountain I saw from the balcony of Andre's villa. No wonder I always felt familiar when I just navigated here.

I asked, "Can I drive to the opposite side?"

"Yes, you can just add two wings to the car." Yin Wenjun shrugged, "I will take you to fly there."

Maybe because I was too speechless, he smiled and pointed to the bottom of the mountain, and explained: "It looks green on the surface, but in fact it's just stones on the turf. No one comes to reclaim the wasteland. If you fall, you will definitely die. There is no one nearby except trees. People, in the whole wilderness, who spent so much effort to open a road to connect the two sides?"

"No wonder……"

"Besides, if you want to go there, you have to ask my opinion. I don't want to see his face, it's so cold that it can drop ice scum, and everyone who sees it seems to owe him 800 million. No matter how good-looking he is, I can't afford to offend him. "

He had a lot of resentment towards Andre, so he added a sentence indignantly.

Thinking about it, Yin Wenjun has a sleek and slick surface, and he can get along with almost everyone.But who is Andre, Mr. Xu's face is not in his eyes, and people he dislikes will put on face on the spot, unwilling to say a word.

He is probably a piece of iron in Yin Wenjun's life.

I held back my smile and let the mountain wind blow my face. The dry air was filled with the faint fragrance of plants and trees, and I felt extraordinarily cool sitting in the car.

Even under the air conditioner, the mood of being bored and difficult to understand gradually calmed down. I couldn't help but look at Yin Wenjun's delicate side face, and said sincerely: "I feel much better, thank you."

"Small man, I said that I can relieve the pressure, but I still don't believe it. I really want to thank you and spend the night with me."

It's been a long time since I teased someone with such a relaxed mind and body: "You want me to come out? I'm expensive."

"How expensive? You make a price." Yin Wenjun's tone was a little casual, and he smiled, "I am willing to lose everything for you."

I laughed: "I don't want you to go bankrupt, sir."

"You are such a caring baby." He stopped on the side of the road and nodded to me, "The top of the mountain is not far from here, let's walk up."

Talking to Yin Wenjun is very comfortable. I guessed that he might have other intentions, but he grasped both frivolity and sincerity so well that no one could find fault.

He seems to have many facets, which are properly used in different occasions.It was one face when Durin was threatening me, but now he is another face.

A man who is smart enough to be just right.

Like Andre and Yang Chen, because their talents are far beyond ordinary people, they can be called geniuses, so they disdain to make false claims with ordinary people like me.I know the two of them can be sociable if they want to, but most of the time they don't even bother to act.

It is enough to be the radiant focus in itself, so naturally there is no need to find extra points for yourself.

I'm not sure if Song Cheng also falls into this category.He has always been humble, low-key, polite, and understanding... unlike those who are arrogant to the bone.

As I thought about it, I stepped out of the car.