you don't love him anymore he loves you

Before Xu Ran left, he saw Song Guiyan coming out of the elevator and took the initiative to meet him, "Mr. Song, you left so soon?"

Song Guiyan was a little tired, and even smiled a little reluctantly, his fingers hanging by his side were frozen, "I just said something to A Ke, why didn't you leave?"

Xu Ran smiled embarrassedly, "I want to go back to the company for a while."

"Then come with me, I'm going back to the company too." Song Guiyan smiled gently, but it didn't reach his eyes, even someone as dull as Xu Ran who didn't know the situation could sense his depression.

"Have you known Teacher Zhou for a long time?" On the way back to the company, Xu Ran felt that the atmosphere in the car was too strangely quiet. Usually Song Guiyan never chilled the scene, so Xu Ran took the initiative to speak.

Subconsciously, he felt that Song Guiyan would be willing to talk about things related to Zhou Shike.

Song Guiyan drove the car, and answered "Yes" with a smile. Xu Ran thought that he would continue to be silent after answering, but Song Guiyan cleared his throat and slowly revealed his relationship with Zhou Shike.

"I've known him since high school, and when I was in college, he transferred to Jiangcheng in the second year of high school, and then I went abroad again, and we haven't seen each other for many years," Song Guiyan seemed to recall Zhou Shike's flamboyant appearance in junior high school , couldn't help but smiled, "He's grown up now, he's not the same as before."

Xu Ran didn't know what Zhou Shike was like before, but Zhou Shike was his senior, and everyone was very interested in the gossip of his seniors. Xu Ran couldn't help asking, "Why did Mr. Zhou go to Jiangcheng at that time? How good it is to be here, Mr. Zhou So powerful."

"It's the rebellious period," Song Guiyan said softly, "In fact, he is also very rebellious now."

Xu Ran laughed, and suddenly felt that Zhou Shike, who was not in the same world as them, had a little smoke.

"Mr. Song, has Mr. Zhou always been single? Now?" Xu Ran was very curious, because most of the rich second-generation like Zhou Shike on TV devoted themselves to family marriage.

The smile on Song Guiyan's mouth gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely.

"I'm not single anymore."

Xu Ran froze for a moment, and was immediately surprised. He didn't notice Song Guiyan's cold expression at all. He was surprised that Mr. Zhou actually had a date, and he couldn't tell it at all.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the snow in Jiangcheng is long overdue. Jiangcheng, which has not seen snow for several years, seems to have worked hard this time, and the whole city is covered in white mist.

Fu Simian is discussing cooperation with a few men. To put it nicely, it's a win-win cooperation. To put it bluntly, it's because they are rushing to be tied with Fu Shi.

Because of this relationship, at the dinner table they also mainly pick up what Fu Simian likes to hear.

The food is Japanese food, the steaming pot is steaming and the mist rises, the amount of sashimi is small, but the ingredients are rare and good, and the presentation is quite beautiful.

Fu Simian took a piece of arctic shellfish and chewed it a few times, thinking that Zhou Shike likes sashimi, so when he comes, he can bring him over for dinner.

The people sitting around the table noticed that Fu Simian's expression became gentler, and the heart that had been hanging high finally let go.

It is not easy to get the opportunity to cooperate with Fu. Most of the cooperation with Fu is now in foreign countries. The cooperation that can be negotiated with China is either because the other party is really worthy and has some strength, or because he loves the country and loves the family. Feelings, I see you are good, I am willing to give you a hand.

The current person in charge of the Fu family is a man who is widely known. He does not often appear in the public eye. There are very few photos and videos about him. On the contrary, his Zhao Xu appears more often.

The man wearing glasses has stern eyebrows, and his facial features are as exquisite as medieval sculptures. He occasionally speaks a word and occasionally laughs. The gentleness looks like a mask on his face.

The scar on his jaw that everyone noticed didn't affect his dignity and arrogance at all.

As the most outstanding child in the family, and then cultivated to be the heir, that nobleness and elegance has been engraved in Fu Simian's bones, which cannot be affected by his appearance.

"I heard that Mr. Fu is still single now?" The man sitting opposite Fu Simian is in his 30s, slightly fat, and his eyes are gone when he smiles. His attitude when facing Fu Simian is more natural than others.

Fu Simian wrapped a piece of freshly blanched beef in egg wash, "No."

Fu Simian couldn't help laughing when he said the word "no". Love Zhou Shike one point.

Lu Xiaochen let out a "wow" from the bottom of his heart.

Few people know that Fu Simian is not single. Fu Simian is not a person who can publicize his private affairs. In addition, he has never been married, and he has never heard of him having an affair with a young master or girl. Therefore, the outside world The supervisor thought: Fu Simian is single.

It's still the kind of clean and self-sufficient, hugging a rich and handsome single who can live for several lifetimes.

The river in Jiangcheng is what they salivate over Fu Simian.

Lu Xiaochen is very popular in the circle, and he knows everyone from all walks of life. It is estimated that after tonight, "Fu Simian has a partner, please stop coveting" will spread overnight.

The love at this age is not the love in the teenage years. For people in their 20s, love means getting married.

"Oh?" Lu Xiaochen was extremely curious, but he still had to control his expression, "What kind of person is he?"

Just as Fu Simian was about to open his mouth, he thought of Zhou Shike's identity, put down his chopsticks, and smiled softly, "It's not convenient to tell."

Lu Xiaochen froze again.

Regardless of men and women, apart from work and hobbies, there are always a few topics when getting together, and there is nothing to avoid. They are all words on the wine table.

But Fu Simian didn't seem to think so.

Fu Simian, is this protecting his object?

Lu Xiaochen found that Fu Simian didn't seem to be talking about this topic anymore, so he turned his head and looked outside the door, "It's snowing a lot."

Fu Simian also looked away, "Yes, it's rare."

Jiangcheng is a city that seems gentle but very warm. The heavy snow falls like a passionate love poem.

After dinner, it's past ten o'clock.

Fu Simian stood up and felt dizzy for a short time. The wine in this shop is good, and Ah Ke should also like it.

"You can discuss specific matters with Zhao Xu later." Fu Simian opened the door and went out, and the waiter handed over his coat.

Lu Xiaochen and a few others stood and watched Fu Simian leave. After Fu Simian left, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, parted their necklines, and collapsed on the ground.

"Phew, Fu Simian looks so young, but he is really impeccable when he speaks."

"The younger generations are fearful, the younger generations are fearful."

It was quite close to where Fu Simian lived. Fu Simian asked the driver to drive the car back, and he wanted to take a walk.

The snow fluttered down on the body, and the young man in a coat walked in the heavy snow, looking from far and near, it looked like an oil painting.

The glasses were covered with snow, which affected his vision a bit. Fu Simian took off the glasses and put them in his right pocket. During this movement, he was swooped from behind with great force. I don't know how trustworthy it was. Fu Simian was able to catch him, Fu Simian staggered a few steps forward, but he did stand firm and caught him.

"Zhao Xu said you were here, I came here as soon as I got off the plane."

Fu Simian turned around, looked deeply at Zhou Shike who appeared out of nowhere, paused, and said helplessly, "Why is the flight so late?"

"Let me know in advance next time you come, I'll pick you up, huh?" Fu Simian said, and suddenly remembered that the number of times he went to the airport to pick up Zhou Shike before was very rare, he was always busy, always I don't think it's necessary to waste this time, but now he can say "I'll pick you up" smoothly and naturally.

In those few years, Ah Ke also arrived in Jiangcheng very late. When the plane landed, he looked at the empty dark road and dragged his suitcase alone, would he complain that he never went to the airport to pick him up?

Zhou Shike was startled, then nodded slowly.

The snow fell heavily, and soon it fell on the shoulders of the two of them, and their hair turned white. Fu Simian raised his hand and took off his scarf, wrapping it gently around Zhou Shike's neck.

"I'll call and ask the driver to pick it up." He took the suitcase in Zhou Shike's hand very naturally.

"No, let's go." Zhou Shike knew the way. It was very close to the place where he and Fu Simian lived. He thought for a while and asked, "Where do you still live?"

"Otherwise?" Fu Simian laughed, "If you haven't come back, I won't go anywhere."

Zhou Shike didn't seem to expect that Fu Simian would say such straightforward words now. He blinked his eyes, and his ears gradually heated up. He could feel the temperature getting higher and higher without reaching out to touch it. , was so cold that it shivered.

Fu Simian was dragging the suitcase with one hand, and holding Zhou Shike's with the other. His body temperature had been low, so he held Zhou Shike's hand and stuffed it into the left pocket of the coat together.

The cold ring on his little finger was the ring he gave Zhou Shike back then, after several repairs, it was still the same as before.

It was cold, and there were not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, but all pedestrians who passed by the two of them would look sideways at Zhou Shike and Fu Simian.

Couples who are equally tall and have outstanding temperament are rare. What's more, the taller one can make his debut immediately after packing up his appearance. Although the young man in a black down jacket is covered tightly so that he can't see his face clearly, he can still feel it. Seeing Junxiu who was rushing towards the other side, this was a kind of intuition.

"Hey, Mr. Fu!" A black Mercedes-Benz drove over from the road beside them, and parked firmly beside the two of them. Lu Xiaochen's head poked out the window against the cold wind.

His expression froze when he saw the person next to Fu Simian.

Lu Xiaochen looked down slowly, and saw that the hand of the person next to Fu Simian seemed to be in Fu Simian's pocket. What should he do now?Pretending not to see anything?Because Fu Simian didn't seem to want people to know what his partner looked like before.

Also, Fu Simian's partner turned out to be a man!He thought that people like Fu Simian would like gentle and lovely girls!

Fu Simian nodded towards Lu Xiaochen.

Lu Xiaochen's head was still outside the car window, he hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously: "You and your boyfriend are really suitable."

Lu Xiaochen firmly believes that he is absolutely right.

Fu Simian smiled, didn't speak, and looked sideways at Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shike was wearing a scarf and couldn't see his face clearly, "Thank you."

"Then...then I'll go first, Mr. Fu, you and your partner should go home and rest early!" Lu Xiaochen retracted his head and waved to them.

As the car drove away, Lu Xiaochen still couldn't take his eyes back. If he read correctly, the scarf that was worn around Mr. Fu's neck before is now on his partner?

He looked at the two people walking on the sidewalk from the rearview mirror, and he had to say that they were really a good match, not only in appearance, but there were many things that Lu Xiaochen could not describe and express in words, which also made him feel that the two were very close. It fits perfectly.

He thought blankly, the snow in Jiangcheng is really beautiful.

Zhou Shike leaned in the elevator, took his hand out of Fu Simian's pocket, and yawned lazily.

"Sleepy?" Fu Simian looked at him.

"It's okay," Zhou Shike took off his hat and scarf and held it in his hand, "I've been busy with work these past two days, so I haven't slept much, but I often do this and I'm used to it."

Fu Simian nodded and said nothing.

The house was still the same as it was when Zhou Shike left. Fu Simian found a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and went to the kitchen to pour water for Zhou Shike.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Simian handed him water, and Zhou Shike was already thirsty, so he drank it with a cup.

"Not hungry," Zhou Shike threw himself on the sofa, subconsciously wanting to lie down as if at home, "I ate bread on the plane."

Fu Simian didn't turn on the main light in the living room, but turned on a few lamps on the wall, and the goose yellow light enveloped Zhou Shike.

The collar of the young man's sweater was slipped to one side, revealing his thin and white collarbone. His side profile was exquisite, from the bridge of his nose to the line of his lips. He lazily lowered his head and pressed his phone, yawning from time to time.

Strangely, Fu Simian felt that he had never noticed these details before.

"Sleep now?" Fu Simian took off his outer sweater, leaving only a thin shirt. He rolled up his sleeves and asked Zhou Shike casually.

"Now? Then I'll take a shower." Zhou Shike supported the sofa with his hands and was about to stand up. Before he could get up, Fu Simian stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder back down.

Fu Simian stood in front of him, lifted his chin and kissed him.

There was no taste of wheat or butter in Zhou Shike's mouth.

Fu Simian withdrew, his brows and eyes slightly cold, "Did you really eat something?"

Zhou Shike: "..."

Fu Simian's hand slipped in along the hem of Zhou Shike's sweater. His fingers were cold, and Zhou Shike felt itchy. Zhou Shike twisted his body to avoid it, but was pushed down on the sofa.

The stomach was pressed lightly and hard.

Zhou Shike raised his leg and went to kick Fu Simian. Fu Simian was beaten by Zhou Shike, so he didn't dodge and got hit.

"The bread on the plane was too hard, so I didn't eat it," Zhou Shike explained pantingly, "but I'm really not hungry, I ate at home."

Fu Simian hummed, "Do you want to eat now?"

Zhou Shike shook his head, "No, but I want to sleep."

The air was slightly condensed, and the room was warm in the spring, and he didn't feel cold even if he wore very little clothes. Zhou Shike's hair was messy, his sweater was wrinkled indiscriminately, and his neckline was crooked. He looked easy to bully.

Fu Simian's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was lowered, "How about sleeping with me before going to bed?"