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It was as if an invisible hand came out of this voice, pulling Jiang Ruo back to this time a year ago——Xi Yufeng came here overnight, they hugged, kissed, rubbed each other's ears and temples, went to barbecue together, watched movies, and became intimate Things.Even if they are not a couple.

At the same time, this sound also made him sure—it was not an accident to come here today, but a plan that had been deployed long ago.

And he, knowing that it might be a trap, came here as if he had lost his soul.

It was even sad to find that even though they had been separated for more than half a year, this body of theirs seemed to be still in the past, adapting so quickly to the temperature attached to them.

So even though he didn't resist, even though the best time had passed, Jiang Ruo turned around and withdrew from Xi Yufeng's embrace.

The space left for him is not plentiful, and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window is attached to the back, and the heat suddenly turns cold, and the chill is biting.

It was really hard to keep smiling, Jiang Ruo asked lightly, "What is Mr. Xi doing?"

Xi Yufeng was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized: "Did Aunt Fang ask you to come?"

"Isn't it President Xi's instruction?"

"No."

Jiang Ruo glanced at him and didn't say he didn't believe it, but the meaning was the same.

Xi Yufeng frowned, as if he wanted to explain something, maybe he realized that there was no sufficient evidence, so he didn't say anything.

Changed the subject instead: "How are you doing?"

"Didn't Mr. Xi see it? It's pretty good."

"I heard that the rough cut of "Skins" has been released."

"Really? I haven't been notified yet."

"It should be soon."

"Ah."

…………

As the length of each sentence shortened, Jiang Ruo deliberately resisted the daily topics, and couldn't go on for a while.

But he did not forget the purpose of this trip.So after Xi Yufeng came back from a phone call, Jiang Ruo asked directly: "About Zhao Yonggang's imprisonment..."

"Today is your birthday." Xi Yufeng said, "Why bother talking about those spoilers."

"These are more important to me than birthdays." Jiang Ruo said, "If Mr. Xi is inconvenient today, then I will visit another day."

Xi Yufeng looked at him for a while, as if he was confused by his stubborn temper, he said, "No inconvenience."

When the two were going to the study, Auntie Fang came out of the kitchen carrying fruit.

"Why don't you get more sleep?" She looked at Xi Yufeng worriedly, "Quickly take your temperature to see if it's still hot."

"It's okay." Xi Yufeng took the glass bowl, "I have something to talk to Jiang Ruo."

"Well, I'm in the kitchen, so I won't bother you two."

Entering the study, Xi Yufeng put the fruit on the edge of the desk, and when Jiang Ruo sat down, he pushed the bowl towards him.

This reminded Jiang Ruo that when the two of them ate together, Xi Yufeng would always quietly push his favorite food in front of him.

And being recalled in this situation is really frustrating.

Jiang Ruo didn't look away, and reluctantly pulled away: "Can we talk now?"

Xi Yufeng said "hmm".

Then briefly describe what happened.

It turned out to be Zhao Yonggang, who has not been a responsible person since he was young. He dared to molest his stepson at home, but he couldn't get his hands and feet clean outside.

Everything that has been done must leave traces, Xi Yufeng sent someone to watch him half a year ago, and inquired about the past by the way.After hearing that Zhao Yonggang often went to the local welfare organization to do volunteer work in the past two years, Xi Yufeng allocated more staff there.

In order to obtain conclusive evidence, he also donated money to the welfare home to gain the trust of the director, and installed cameras in many hidden corners of the home.

Under such a net-like surveillance, Zhao Yonggang soon showed his feet.

Hearing this, Jiang Ruo's heart tightened: "What did he do to the children in the orphanage?"

After a moment of silence, Xi Yufeng said: "The camera captured him putting his hand into the child's pants... The dean arrived in time after seeing the surveillance, and there were no serious consequences."

"Follow-up, the orphanage organized physical examinations for the children, and I also arranged for experts to provide psychological counseling for the children there. I believe it will be somewhat helpful."

The silence lasted for two or three minutes before Jiang Ruo found his voice: "Thank you."

Seeing that he finally spoke, Xi Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief: "You have already said it on the phone."

"No, this time for the children."

Jiang Ruo lowered her head and her voice was very low.Xi Yufeng's heart hangs up again, imagining pinching his chin as before to see his expression.

He raised his hand but found nothing, Jiang Ruo turned his face away as if he had predicted it, and leaned back: "I'm fine."

After a short pause, repeat again: "Thank you very much this time."

The tone was extremely sincere, but it made Xi Yufeng feel uncomfortable.

He put his raised hand back, reached into his trouser pocket but failed to touch the cigarette, and the ungraspable sense of emptiness struck again.

Fortunately, Jiang Ruo's eyes were slightly red, and he didn't cry.

He's actually a very strong guy.

Recalling the reasons for Jiang Ruo's few tears, Xi Yufeng felt chest tightness, as if he had lost all oxygen and could not breathe.

After talking about things, Jiang Ruo stayed alone in the study for a while.

When he came out, he had calmed down a lot. Aunt Fang was putting the dishes on the table and greeted him, "It's time to eat."

Before being seated, there was a knock on the door.

Xi Yufeng went to open the door and looked at the cake box he brought back. Aunt Fang asked with a look of astonishment on whose birthday, Xi Yufeng raised his chin and pointed to Jiang Ruo.

"Xiao Jiang, why didn't you tell me about your birthday earlier..." Aunt Fang was heartbroken as she thought about the remedy, and clapped her hands, "I'll cook you a bowl of noodles later!"

Jiang Ruo said that there is no need to bother, and then glanced at Xi Yufeng.

Perhaps Aunt Fang's call was not at his behest.

It was a decent dinner.

Mainly because Aunt Fang was there, she barely moved her chopsticks during the whole process on the grounds of high blood sugar. sick.

"I'm fine." Xi Yufeng answered, "The fever has subsided."

"You said that fever reduction doesn't count."

"Who says it counts?"

"thermometer."

Xi Yufeng's expression darkened.

Aunt Fang held back her smile and winked at Jiang Ruo—see, she loves to be brave when she has more face than the sky.

Jiang Ruo understood in seconds, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

After dinner, Jiang Ruo originally wanted to leave early, but Aunt Fang insisted on making him a bowl of longevity noodles and letting him play outside for a while, and it would be ready soon.

Jiang Ruo had no choice but to hang around in the living room.Not sitting for half an hour after a meal is a habit he has maintained as a dancer for more than ten years, but the room is only so big, and it is only in front of the dance studio after turning around.

In terms of exercising the body, this is the most suitable place.

Xi Yufeng asked from behind: "Aren't you going in to have a look?"

Jiang Ruo hesitated, but in order to show his freedom, he still walked in.

Xi Yufeng then followed in and saw Jiang Ruo stopping in front of the pot of white turtles in front of the window, and said, "I'm watering it. I did it."

Jiang Ruo didn't know what to say.If it was in the past, after listening to this would be tantamount to a compromise, he would most likely rush forward to offer a kiss.

However, times have changed, and Jiang Ruo had no choice but to remind calmly: "Monstera is drought-tolerant but not water-logging, and the soil is dry before watering."

"Ah."

The dance room is quiet and empty, an environment more suitable for conversation than a study room.

Not long after, Xi Yufeng spoke again: "This place has always been empty."

He said, "Just like me, waiting for you."

Jiang Ruo sluggishly felt regretful.I regret coming here, I regret entering this room full of memories.

"Wait for me, then what?" Jiang Ruo asked, "Continue to 'help' me and make me owe more and more?"

Xi Yufeng said: "You don't owe me, I did this for you voluntarily."

"Then did I ask, can you help me for the rest of my life?"

"Yes. As long as you need."

"But do you know what I need?" Jiang Ruo was a little annoyed by his overly sure answer, "If you give it, do I have to accept it?"

This time, Xi Yufeng didn't answer immediately.

He turned and took out a wine bottle from behind the curtain.

The brown bottle has a circle of letters engraved on the bottom of the bottle, which is very familiar.

Jiang Ruo was breathless, and was in a daze for several seconds.

When he came back to his senses, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was held by Xi Yufeng's arm.

"I got it back." Xi Yufeng said.

He used the word "find", as if Jiang Ruo's sincerity was not sent out by him, but lost.

Now, he's back.

But Jiang Ruo felt a faint pain and a sense of shame that the one who loves first loses first.

There should be more and more details drowning in memory, but as time goes by, they are still so clear and so sharp.

"Since you sent it away, why bother to come back?" Jiang Ruo heard herself asking.

His voice was very soft, as if he didn't even want to hear it.

But Xi Yufeng heard it very clearly, he said: "I want to find it back."

"Find it back, raise it in captivity again, give him everything you think is good, let him continue to look up to you, and continue to—"

Jiang Ruo spoke in a hurry, and the sudden breath made him cough.

Xi Yufeng put down the wine bottle, raised his hand and patted Jiang Ruo's back, and said, "My marriage with Meng Lan has been cancelled."

The tone was indifferent and firm, as if releasing a notice that had been drawn up long ago.

Then look at him, waiting for a response.

The cough stopped quickly, but Jiang Ruo wanted to laugh.

It's me who should wait for the next post.

But Xi Yufeng didn't speak, just looked at him.

Jiang Ruo had no choice but to give his reaction after receiving the "notification": "So, I should thank you for asking for it back now, and then act like nothing happened?"

So, I can only choose to accept everything you give and go back to the original relationship?

Xi Yufeng seemed to understand Jiang Ruo's subtext, so he frowned: "No need to thank you." After a while, he asked, "Is this not good?"

Going back to the past, filling in the omissions and correcting the wrong nodes, isn't it enough?

Jiang Ruo could also understand what he meant, and then she was stunned, and in this short time, she figured out something.

Why didn't these words be said on the day of the preview, or when we met in Jinyuan, and must be kept until today?

Aside from the noisy people in those places, and because this is his territory, his home field, he naturally holds the initiative, as long as he reveals his nostalgia for the past and applies some tenderness, he can easily gain understanding and achieve any goal he wants all become easier.

This person is indeed a businessman through and through, he even understates the alms, and is extremely arrogant.

But Jiang Ruo didn't want to be humbled anymore.

He couldn't accept the thorn in his heart, so it was pulled out in a few words, and then the scar healed and forgot the pain, and fell into it again in a daze.

He can't repeat the same mistakes, and he can't bear the pain of heart-breaking again.

Jiang Ruo took a deep breath: "Perhaps many people think this is very good, but it definitely does not include me."

He struggled a bit and pulled his arm out of Xi and Feng's hands.

"It's my birthday today, so I'll give you a birthday wish." Exhaling slowly, Jiang Ruo was able to raise his head to look directly at Xi Yufeng, "I hope you find such a person as soon as possible, and don't be with the past again." Tangled."

Xu Shi sensed that the atmosphere between the two was not right. When Jiang Ruo left, Aunt Fang didn't deliver to the door.

The fever of Xi Yufeng should have subsided, and I can feel it through the temperature of the palm of my hand.

Although his complexion was still not good, when he handed a cuboid paper bag to Jiang Ruo, his voice was tired and deep: "Birthday gift."

Jiang Ruo looked down and saw a metal cap the size of a coin, which seemed to be a bottle of wine.

"It's not the bottle you gave me." Xi Yufeng added, "It's new."

But Jiang Ruo still didn't intend to accept it.

He had never been so fortunate that they were no longer in the original unequal relationship, and he could say no as he wished, without worrying about spoiling the benefactor's happiness.

"No, I don't drink." Jiang Ruo said, "I stayed for dinner today because I promised Aunt Fang."

Not to ask you for a gift.

He held it stubbornly for a while, but Xi Yufeng didn't force it after all, took the bottle of wine back, and put it gently on the cabinet in the entrance.

Jiang Ruo couldn't bear the silence before parting, so he pretended to be relaxed and said, "In short, thank you for these few things. If you need my help in the future, just ask."

Although you probably don't need to.

Remembering the previous promise, Jiang Ruo continued: "I still owe you a meal, when you are free—"

Just as he was talking, Xi Yufeng took a step forward and raised his arms.

Jiang Ruo took a step back vigilantly, avoiding cross-border communication again.

In an instant, my heart was beating like a drum, but it was clear that it was not because of fear.

"Don't be like this..." Jiang Ruo was in a daze, not knowing what he was talking about, "Don't be like this."

If you slow down, you won't be able to escape.

This time, Jiang Ruo's assumption was still correct.

Xi Yufeng's pride and self-cultivation did not allow him to act coercively or even violently again.

So Jiang Ruo was able to retreat completely, in this war without gunpowder.

Although there is no pleasure in winning.

On the way back to the program group, Jiang Ruo took the bus for a long time, leaning his head against the car window, listening to the fragmented music played on the car speaker, and remembered the lines in the movie——

See that broken building?That is our fate, crumbling, I don't know if there is a tomorrow.

Driven by an unreasonable impulse, Jiang Ruo bent down to touch his left ankle.

There is nothing, it is empty.

If empty loneliness is the price for self-esteem and freedom, Jiang Ruo thought, for at least three moments just now, he didn't know if there would be a tomorrow.

It turned out not to be firm.

He is shaky.