Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

The surroundings are very quiet, there are no guests, no waiters, not even the chirping of birds.

The overlapping flower branches cut through the thin mist in the garden, and swayed slowly behind Huo Cheng, making his black eyes even more gloomy, as deep as a cold pool in an ancient well.

"Even without me, someone else will help you, so don't thank me."

The words were categorical, and the tone was firm and revealing obvious persuasion, which caused Su Wenyu to lose his mind for a moment inexplicably.

In a trance, it seems to be back to the time when we first met nine years ago.

"It's just the kindness of a few meals, which has long been paid off. Observe more and think more, and you will suffer less."

At that time, the man stood like this under the blurred light and shadow, with a pale face and a calm tone, but with an involuntary convincing force, and then taught Su Wenyu to grow up, and told him how to deal with people with ulterior motives. Draw a line.

And now, Huo Cheng seemed to be teaching him again.

If there is no need to thank, there will be no favors and debts, and there will be no entanglements.

This time, he personally led Su Wenyu and drew a clear boundary between the two.

It should actually be easy.

It stands to reason that the liking has gradually faded away in those three years, the remaining love was forcibly erased in the misunderstanding after the car accident, and those unequal feelings were completely let go at the moment when the vine was drawn-everything is over Understand.

But the strange thing is, looking at Huo Cheng like this, Su Wenyu's heart tightened slightly, and his brain's reaction also slowed down. He didn't know what to say in response, and what kind of expression to make.

And Huo Cheng has been staring at the young man in front of him intently, not willing to look away at all, so naturally he quickly noticed the emotional fluctuation at this moment.

Su Wenyu's attitude towards him was indeed not as annoying as he thought, or at least not so repulsive.

Huo Cheng didn't know the reason, but he was already sober and determined to let go, so he would no longer be sentimental and continue to have shameful luck.

People are emotional, when thinking of the past, sometimes I can't help but be a little gentle to the people I once liked.

But that doesn't mean anything.

He even felt a little worried, Su Wenyu was always so soft-hearted towards others, what would he do if he was cheated again in the future?

But after thinking about it, Su Wenyu was invited by Pei Jinwen to meet here today, and after talking for so long, but in the end he didn't come out with him, then he probably didn't agree immediately.

He was perhaps more thoughtful, more careful, and less trusting than before.

This is a good thing, but in fact, it is not a good thing.

Huo Cheng thought back and forth a lot, his computer-savvy mind was in a mess at the moment, but seeing the young man unconsciously frowned, he felt difficult, and immediately changed the topic on his own initiative.

"By the way, do you still live in the original place?" This is asking knowingly. It has only been two months, and as long as there are no special circumstances, most people will not move.

"……Um."

"This teahouse is very close to your residence. It's also very convenient to cut the branches and leaves of Huang Luo Jinlian and deliver them directly to your home." He casually raised his hand, pointing to a cluster of bright yellow blooming flowers not far away. .

Su Wenyu froze for a moment, a hint of puzzlement gradually appeared on his face, as if he didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped here.

His eyes are a bit rounder than the average person's, and he can't see them normally, but they are especially obvious when he feels confused, like a kitten with round eyes.

Huo Cheng thought it was cute, so he couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh, and his eyes were also stained with teasing, "I just stared at it for so long, didn't I like it?"

Su Wenyu's eyelids twitched suddenly, this time he was really surprised.

That small piece of yellow brocade bloomed brightly and brilliantly, he really liked it, and just now couldn't help but look at it a few more times.But I didn't expect that Huo Cheng would accurately notice just these few glances.

He paused in his thoughts, subconsciously avoided the question, and only said, "Are these in the garden for sale?"

"Yes." Huo Cheng's eyes were gentle, "This is originally one of the service scopes of the teahouse."

Su Wenyu didn't really believe it: "But there are not many flowers in one crop, and we still have to keep them for viewing. It's impossible for every guest to get what they want, right?"

"There is a quota limit, and there is a minimum consumption standard, but if it's you, you don't need it." Huo Cheng replied patiently, and the last half of the sentence was cryptic, as if to tantalize people.

"What do you mean?"

Huo Cheng smiled: "The current boss here is half of your fan."

This is true, this person's name is Zhang Chengming, Sheng Yuchuan's cousin who just returned to China, the one who had a group gathering in the outer area of ​​Huaerdisi last time.

"He collected two of your paintings, both when he participated in the European Art Fair, one in London and one in Berlin. He also went to the exhibition in Yancheng a while ago and invited a group of people."

What he said was so specific, Su Wenyu naturally believed it, so a smile immediately came to the corner of his mouth: "Thank you so much for his support."

Not because of these flowers, but because someone has been admiring his works from such an early age, and the furnishings of the teahouse and the layout of the garden are just in line with his aesthetics - he likes this feeling of mutual recognition very much.

Huo Cheng also bent his lips.

Turning the corner and saying these few words was just to see how happy he is now.

My heart suddenly softened into cotton candy, the kind that melted away.

"Thank you, I will convey it to you, he must be very happy."

"Okay, then—" Su Wenyu responded reflexively, but the moment he turned his head, he bumped into the man's deep and gentle eyes, and for some reason, he swallowed the rest of the words.

It was as if the delayed nerve impulse had finally reached the end, allowing him to react instantly.

Not right.

Su Wenyu thought.

Both he and Huo Cheng had made their words so clear before, and in the future, the bridge will return to the bridge, and now... it seems that they shouldn't be negotiating so peacefully and casually.

However, Su Wenyu really felt that sense of freedom, and the strings that were always tense seemed to gradually relax.

This feeling that shouldn't appear made him a little dazed, and for a moment, he even wanted to turn around and leave immediately without being polite.

Just then, the phone rang suddenly.

Su Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief, glanced roughly at the display, and quickly picked it up: "Hey, Yiqi, what's wrong?"

"Wen Yu, it's still the same thing that was agreed last time." Xu Yiqi's voice was so loud that he uttered it directly through the microphone, and even Huo Cheng who was next to him could hear what he said clearly, "It's just that the time has changed." It's nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"That's it, is the meeting still in the studio?" Su Wenyu asked, and hurriedly lowered the volume of the call by the way.

Huo Cheng next to him heard this, his eyes seemed to move, and the moment he lowered his eyes, the black eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

Xu Yiqi laughed over there: "Well, the location hasn't changed, as long as you remember to come, it doesn't matter if you come later."

"Okay, I see, I'll be there on time." Su Wenyu agreed without hesitation, and then, after hesitating for a while, added: "I'll stop by and see you later to discuss work tomorrow. "

He hangs up.

There was another moment of silence in the air.

It was Huo Cheng who spoke first, smiling slightly, with a gentlemanly and considerate attitude: "Go and do your work first, I won't waste your time."

Su Wenyu also nodded along the way: "Then I'll go first."

He turned around and prepared to leave, but after two seconds, as if he suddenly thought of something, he stopped in his tracks and looked back at the man.

"Are... are you really okay?"

"I'm fine." Huo Cheng knew what he was asking, and his understated tone was comforting, his back was straight, and there was no sign of discomfort, "The alcohol has long since passed, and there was nothing wrong with it. "

Actually not.

Although it's a little better now, when they talked before, there was almost a pain in the stomach like a spasm, and the whole body was tense.

But Huo Cheng held back abruptly.

I really can't bear it.

There are too few opportunities to meet like today, and it will only become less and less in the future, and maybe slowly, we will never see each other again.

One look and one less look, like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Huo Cheng took a deep breath, as if his chest had just been coated with sugar and pierced by a knife, it was sweet and painful.

"Be careful on the road." Finally, he whispered.

The author has something to say: Warm reminder, drinking too much alcohol can cause stomach cramps, if it is serious, you still need to go to the hospital. The reason why Lao Huo didn’t go is because despite his insomnia and anorexia, he still has a powerful physical hardware that comes with the boss. Excellent, everyone don't learn from him.

感谢在2022-03-0121:28:04~2022-03-0302:45:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: ? Quicksand 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：阿墩墩30瓶；阿里13瓶；呀吼2瓶；1362646y、械火、老清要抱抱1瓶；

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