Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

Su Wenyu stayed in the studio until five o'clock in the afternoon, polished the drawings to be handed in for the last time, and conceived the plan for the new project. Then he rubbed his aching forehead, packed his things and prepared to leave.

Going home from here, you have to pass through the Kedi Center not far away. There is a small coffee shop between the two. Su Wenyu walked by, glanced casually, and suddenly saw a picture through the transparent glass door. familiar faces.

At the same time, the man's gaze also moved away from the laptop screen at hand, and when he raised his eyes, the two looked at each other.

It was Pei Jinwen.

He wore a simple shirt today, and he looked no different from the last time we met, and his gestures were always full of vitality.

"Wen Yu." Pei Jinwen waved at him, beckoning him to go in and have a chat, with an extremely enthusiastic attitude.

Su Wenyu hesitated for a moment.

It's not because of the tortuous relationship between the two, but because they are not familiar with each other at all. Apart from online communication, they have only met once, and the only thing they can talk about when they sit together is work——

Oh, in fact, there is also Huo Cheng.

But that's not a good topic.

He originally wanted to say hello and leave, but suddenly stopped, took out his phone, turned on the screen and flipped through it, then changed his mind and walked into the cafe.

"Mr. Pei, I want to ask—"

"Ah Wen." Pei Jinwen interrupted him feigning displeasure, "I'll get angry if you keep being so polite."

"...Okay, definitely next time." Su Wenyu lowered the corner of his mouth, he had something serious to say, and he didn't get entangled in the title, and quickly continued: "I want to ask about the few messages I sent you earlier. Approximate plan, have you received it?"

He sent it to the designated email address, and reminded Pei Jinwen on WeChat, but he didn't get any reply, like nothing came to him.

After all, it's Party A, so it's not good to have too many reminders, but I happened to bump into it at this moment, so I can ask a question.

"The plan?" Pei Jinwen was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, as if he had suddenly realized, he hurriedly apologized.

"I should have received it. I'm really sorry. I have too many things these days. The messages on the work account are piled up. There are useful and useless messages. Your message is caught in the middle. You may accidentally cross it. I'll wait right away." deal with."

He is very frank about the mistakes he may have caused, and his gesture of apology is also extremely sincere, and at this point he is still typing on the computer in the cafe.

Su Wenyu naturally waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, and asked him to check it when he has time, but Pei Jinwen still apologized.

He frowned slightly and thought about it for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pondered: "Why don't we add a private number to each other, so that we can contact each other more timely when necessary, what do you think?"

The usual communication between the two sides of the project is very important. If no one can be found, it will really affect the work efficiency, so of course Su Wenyu will not refuse this proposal, let alone——

"I only have this number, and it's the same for work and life, so you can just add it." He said with a faint smile.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Pei Jinwen quickly grabbed the phone to operate it, slid his fingers to flip it over, and suddenly let out a "huh".

"Hey Wenyu, so you don't usually post anything? I thought it was just your trumpet."

"I rarely post." Su Wenyu replied honestly.

So Pei Jinwen pouted, "Then you and Huo Cheng really look alike."

"..."

Su Wenyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

The topic suddenly took a big turn and began to develop in a direction he didn't expect.

"Really." He replied, his tone was gentle and flat.

The last time I saw Pei Jinwen, Su Wenyu was shocked and sad, with a calm face, but after returning home, he closed himself in the studio for nearly a day, thinking a lot in a daze.

Not long ago, Huo Cheng, Zhang Guan Li Dai, confused the first meeting with Su Wenyu with Pei Jinwen. Although he was sober at that time, he still felt a little sour in his heart.

But now seeing this person again, he didn't need to deliberately control, and after a short period of stunned, he quickly calmed down from the bottom of his heart.

It's a little unbelievable when you think about it.

"I heard that he was in a car accident before, and I planned to visit him. But after thinking about it, I haven't contacted him for so long. Even if we do meet, I probably have nothing to say. It's embarrassing..."

The young man's clear and pleasant voice echoed in his ears continuously, but it failed to cause too much disturbance in Su Wenyu's heart.

Instead, it became more and more calm, even a little strangely calm.

"After all, they are friends. The previous relationship is there. As soon as we meet and make friends, we will come back."

Finally, he said something like this.

The tone is so casual that it seems to be discussing other people's affairs.

Then, they ended their pleasantries and chatted a few more words about work. Su Wenyu politely proposed to go home first, and then quickly left from the coffee shop.

When he walked out the door, the light of the setting sun hit the crystal clear glass door, reflecting a slightly dazzling light, which also fell in front of his eyes.

Su Wenyu's eyes flickered slightly, and at this moment, he suddenly realized something clearly again——

His feelings for Huo Cheng seemed solid, but in fact it was nothing more than a piece of tempered glass sealing a closed space.

And Pei Jinwen was the escape hammer with a sharp top.

The hammer tip hits the weakest point on the edge of the glass, the original stress is destroyed, and a large spider web-like crack gradually extends out. At this time, when the hand touches the wind and blows, it will be completely shattered——speed very fast.

It's like letting go of Huo Cheng. It should be difficult, but it always goes faster and easier than expected, and the progress bar keeps popping up.

Su Wenyu had always thought that it was because he was decisive and sensible enough, but he forgot that liking is an emotion that needs to be carefully maintained, and emotions will be worn down.

Those pains that were repeatedly ignored before, those moments that I worked so hard to let myself not care about, all surfaced overnight.

Then he realized that he would be tired too.

Perhaps, he didn't like Huo Cheng that much earlier.

Pei Jinwen watched the slender figure walk away slowly, and the look in his eyes gradually became darker.

He lowered his head, clicked on the newly added contact from the chat interface of the mobile phone, and tapped the screen with his fingertips to zoom in.

It was a hand-painted little boy with slightly curly black hair and a pair of big eyes, looking cute and innocent.

It's pretty similar to me.

Pei Jinwen slowly picked up the coffee and took a sip, the bitter but not sweet taste rippling in his mouth instantly.

He half-cast his eyes, thought for a moment, and lightly tapped the induction bell on the table twice, and the same vibration came from the bar immediately.

"Mr. Pei?" The nearby waiter immediately strode closer and asked with a respectful half-bow.

"Thanks for your hard work. You don't need to reserve a seat by the door for me anymore, thank you." The young man still had a sunny smile on his face, and when he thanked him, he was sincere and polite, which made people feel warm in their hearts.

"Okay, I see." The waiter nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

This Mr. Pei seems to have something to do nearby, and he has no place to rest. He always comes here to sit here for a long time to deal with official business. Money to stay seated.

I heard that his family background is extremely good, but he is so kind and kind, not arrogant at all, and does not have the bad temper of ordinary rich children, which is really rare.

Thinking of this, the waiter couldn't help but ask regretfully, "Have you finished your work here?"

"En." Pei Jinwen nodded, and responded with a smile.

It is indeed done.

When encountering this kind of thing by chance, once is enough, too much is too late.

It was already six o'clock when Su Wenyu got home, and he could smell the aroma of food as soon as he entered the door

It smells like Chinese, so Cuomo shouldn't be in charge.

Don't know what is delicious?I've been too busy in the studio recently, so I always order takeaway, but I kind of miss this taste.

He continued to walk in while thinking, but was suddenly blocked by a black shadow.

Looking up, he was facing Huo Cheng's stormy face.

"came back?"

The author has something to say: Huo Cheng: My wife seems to have changed.

Me: Let's just say, is there a possibility that you won't have a wife soon...

Huo Cheng:?

感谢在2021-12-1900:51:58~2021-12-2000:40:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Guji and Whale Ranran 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Yolan10瓶；卜觉觉9瓶；蓝芷幽8瓶；落叶森林3瓶；七九、朝五晚十1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!