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"Mr. Yan, have you read the plan?" Zhang Qingqiao asked leisurely.

Yan Luoqing: "Zhang Dong thinks there is no problem."

Zhang Qingqiao smiled: "Healed from a serious illness, why don't you rest for a few more days."

In fact, Yan Luoqing has been resting at home for more than a week.

"It's always good to be more fulfilling." Yan Luoqing thought of something, "Oh, by the way, thank you Zhang Dong for the fruit basket." Although he didn't bother to eat.

Zhang Qingqiao shrugged: "You're being polite, just showing concern for Xiaoqing."

"Don't worry about eating radishes." Yan Luoqing sneered, seeing Zhang Qingqiao's sinking expression, she hastily added, "It's not about you."

"I know." Zhang Qingqiao smiled, "You are a person who always rejects people's kindness thousands of miles away. You are like this to your grandma, and you are also like this to your cousin."

Yan Luoqing said casually, "Really."

Zhang Qingqiao looked at him, "You seem very friendly to strangers, that's because of politeness and potential use value. You don't need to hide these things when you treat people around you, so you always go your own way and never give in. Every time your grandma It’s always disappointing not to see you at family gatherings. If you don’t go for two months, don’t you miss her old man? If you give in once in a while, maybe everyone will be happy.”

"There are a lot of things going on during this time, so I can't take care of them." Yan Luoqing didn't expect this person to have such vicious eyes, and was a little surprised, "Oh, it seems that you are very concerned about our family's affairs."

Zhang Qingqiao suddenly raised his head and asked, "Are you all right? I think your expression is still, a little, vain."

Yan Luoqing shook her head, "Being busy is better for your health." If you stay at home and think wildly, you might do something even more stupid.

Zhang Qingqiao muttered to himself: "If this works, I don't have to stay here..."

"What?" Yan Luoqing didn't hear clearly.

"It's okay. After get off work, my friend and I are going to a party together. Would you like to give Boss Yan a face..."

Yan Luoqing thought for a while, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qingqiao, who didn't expect Yan Luoqing to agree, couldn't help laughing, "Is it okay if Xiaoqing is here?"

"Whatever he is."

Sitting in the car with Zhang Qingqiao and waiting for the traffic light at a certain intersection, the moment Yan Luoqing saw Zhao Zuo across the road, Yan Luoqing wanted to die.

Is this fucking arranged in fate?

not finished?

Zhao Zuozheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, talking and laughing happily with a long-haired mature woman beside him.

Although he wanted to look away disdainfully, his eyes couldn't.

Why is he here?

Yan Luoqing looked around, it seemed that this place was not far from Zhao Zuo's magazine office, and it was probably off work.

The sidewalk lights turn green.

Zhao Zuo walked side by side with the woman towards this side, Zhao Zuo seemed to feel something halfway there, and looked over.

The moment their eyes met, Zhao Zuo smiled brightly at him.

Yan Luoqing's heart skipped a beat, is this the rhythm of saying hello?

If he says hello, do you want to return?

Just as he was thinking about this, Zhao Zuo turned his head and continued talking and laughing with the people around him.

Zhang Qingqiao patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go."

Yan Luoqing sighed: "I have something suddenly, bye."

Twenty minutes later, Yan Luoqing was sitting in a corner of a western restaurant, annoyed at the menu: Why did I come here?

Zhao Zuo and the woman were sitting at five or six tables away from each other eating steak.

He clearly saw Yan Luoqing in the corner, and when the woman lowered her head, she smirked at Yan Luoqing.

So humiliating.

Yan Luoqing felt that her behavior was extremely wretched, and she didn't even have the courage to stare back, so she lowered her head and ate her noodles.

After eating a plate of spaghetti without knowing the taste, Yan Luoqing got up and planned to leave immediately.

Accidentally ran into someone, Yan Luoqing apologized reflexively, "I'm sorry..."

Seeing that it was Zhao Zuo, Yan Luoqing was stunned.

Zhao Zuo looked at him: "You just kept looking at me, did you have something to say?"

"Aren't you looking at me too, it's you who has something to say." Yan Luoqing said angrily.

"I saw you following me all the way and I saw you."

"I'll follow you?" Yan Luoqing raised the corners of her lips, "Is this opened by your family? Can't I come? Knowing that you will be here, I will never come if I die." It is really sad to say such self-deceiving words.

"Oh, forget it," Zhao Zuo left to let him go, "But I will come here for dinner in the next month, Mr. Yan, you must stay away."

A gentle smile slowly appeared on Mr. Yan's face, and his voice became softer, "If I do it again, I'll be a pig."

It is conceivable that the following years will become a long time for Yan Luoqing.

After he endured it for a week, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

So on this day, he gave up a table of dishes he had prepared and drove to the western restaurant.

Turned around, but did not see Zhao Zuo.

Have you been tricked again?hateful.

Just as he was about to leave angrily, he suddenly saw a staircase in the corner. He was surprised, so there was a second floor?

After going upstairs and looking around for a week, Yan Luoqing couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Zuo is indeed here.

He was sitting by the window, discussing something seriously with the mature woman from last time.

Yan Luoqing sat in the seat next to him and ordered some desserts at random.

Zhao Zuo and the woman seemed to be arguing about something, and they were so absorbed in the bickering that they didn't notice Yan Luoqing at all.

Yan Luoqing became gleeful.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, how can I do it?" Zhao Zuo's voice became high-pitched.

The woman said coldly: "This is my standard, if you can't do it, just pull it down." As she spoke, she proudly picked up her handbag and floated away.

Zhao Zuo was so angry that he thumped the table, and beckoned the waiter to add some lemonade.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Yan Luoqing. He was stunned, and looked at Yan Luoqing for a few seconds, then suddenly tilted his head and smiled to himself.

This kind of laugh is obviously full of 'I knew you couldn't help it'.

Yan Luoqing stared at him, feeling quite upset.

If you're really afraid of me coming, don't tell me.I sneered in my heart.

Zhao Zuo got up from that table, as if he was going to pay the bill.

When passing by Yan Luoqing's table, Zhao Zuo said a word in a low voice.

"What do pigs call"

Yan Luoqing was about to return him with something, but he had already walked away.

Is he sure he will come?

Yan Luoqing looked at his back feeling unwilling and helpless.

But there is some hope in my heart that slowly rises like the sun rising in the east.

He did it on purpose, he asked me to come on purpose.

That's right, otherwise he wouldn't have revealed this kind of whereabouts to himself.

For the next 20 days, Yan Luoqing would go to that restaurant almost every day and sit in the seat near Zhao Zuo.

Zhao Zuo sometimes turned a blind eye to him, sometimes grinned, and sometimes threw him a piece of chocolate when he was in a good mood.

But almost every day, the woman is there.

The two were always arguing, and the woman always seemed to have the upper hand, and every time she would leave first.

Yan Luoqing could almost hear it from nearby, the quarrel was all about work, and the two of them had no emotional communication at all, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

Until one day, the two men argued again, with heated words.

The woman threw down a sentence: "If you can't do it, get out!" and walked away.

"What the hell." Zhao Zuo muttered in a low voice.Suddenly remembered something, he looked up at Yan Luoqing who was sitting diagonally across from him, "Hey, I won't be coming tomorrow." The magazine has a big project this month, and my cousin asks to discuss the details with him here every night. Tomorrow's project At the end of the day, I could finally stop accompanying her to this horrible restaurant.

Yan Luoqing took a sip of orange juice with a guilty conscience, "Whether you come or not is none of my business."

Seeing his duplicity, Zhao Zuo couldn't help but find it amused, grinned, got up and sat at Yan Luoqing's table, and threw him a piece of chocolate, "Do you have any change?"

Yan Luoqing frowned, "No."

Zhao Zuo looked at his watch, "Borrow fifty."

Yan Luoqing raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Zuo: "Today's quarrel was too intense, and I missed the evening bus shift." But today's dinner cost me all the cash I had.

"I said I had no change."

The two looked at each other for ten seconds.

Yan Luoqing saw his earnest gaze, and a word rang in his ear:

Occasionally give in, maybe everyone will be happy.

He hesitated again and again, finally sighed, and slowly raised his eyes, "I'm going to the north of the city in a while, and I happened to pass by your community."

Zhao Zuo waited for him to stop downstairs, jumped out of the car immediately, and waved at him casually outside the car window.

The street lamps in the distance reflected a few stars in his eyes.

Yan Luoqing's heart moved, and she also got out of the car.

Zhao Zuo was startled, "Sit back. I don't intend to invite you up as a guest."

Yan Luoqing didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, she just felt her head heat up, so she opened her arms and hugged him.

"Hey, hello." Zhao Zuo was taken aback and looked around.

"It's dark, no one will pay attention here." Yan Luoqing said impatiently.

Seeing the surroundings were quiet and no one passed this corner, Zhao Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while couldn't help but ask, "Enough?"

Yan Luoqing didn't answer, his chest was pressed tightly against Zhao Zuo, and he could clearly feel the increasingly rapid heartbeat over there.

He slowly brought his face closer...

When it was only 1 centimeter away, Zhao Zuo suddenly tilted his head back and staggered, "Bye bye."

Successful disappointment.Yan Luoqing paused, but did not let go of his hand. He buried his head in the socket of Zhao Zuo's right shoulder, and could clearly smell the faint fragrance of his body.An unidentifiable smell of perfume or shower gel mixed with intoxicating hormones fascinated him.He doesn't want to let go.

Zhao Zuo was made more and more uncomfortable by his time-out hug.He pushed Yan Luoqing's shoulder, but he didn't push it away. When he was hesitating what words to use to break the damned silence, three soft words came from his ear.

"sorry."

Zhao Zuo stayed for a few seconds as if he was listening to a book from heaven: "What, what did you say?" He must have had auditory hallucinations because his ears were damaged by embarrassment.

He has been dealing with Yan Luoqing for nearly ten years, and he has never heard these three words.

Even if he was almost drowned in the river in the park by Yan Luoqing, he could only see Yan Luoqing's gleeful face when he woke up.

This person is simply a nightmare existence, once provoked, he will never be able to get rid of it for a lifetime.

Hearing him say sorry is no different from hearing the boiled chicken on the table speak human words.Could it be some new type of curse or something?

"What did you say?" Zhao Zuo repeated the question, chewing these three words carefully.Some strange part of my heart seems to be slowly disintegrating because of these three words.Those deposited resentments and unwillingness, some kind of chemical reaction vaguely occurred, and gradually faded away.He couldn't help but be secretly surprised by the power of these three words.

Yan Luoqing didn't explain, and Zhao Zuo didn't ask further.

With this ambiguous posture, they kept a tacit silence in the dark corner of the community where there were most mosquitoes in the early spring.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Luoqing finally let go of her hand.

"Are you free this Saturday?"

"What." This time it was Yan Luoqing's turn to think that there was something wrong with her ears.

"This Saturday night. My house." Zhao Zuo repeated.

Yan Luoqing squinted her eyes and looked him up and down, then laughed, "You're not out of your mind, are you?" Who is it that said to cut off contact with me?This is not normal, if nothing happens, it's either rape or robbery.Could it be this guy who looks exactly like Zhao Zuo?

But Zhao Zuo had already waved his hand, turned around and rushed into the building with big strides.

Yan Luoqing walked slowly towards her car, and only when she came to her senses did she realize that she had been stung by a mosquito all over her neck.

That itch just tickled my heart.

He didn't leave immediately, but leaned his back against the car door and looked up at the window on the balcony on the seventh floor.I kept looking at it until it revealed an orange light. The moment the light came on, I could hear the 'snap' when someone pressed the switch.

Yan Luoqing couldn't restrain the turmoil in her heart anymore, put her right hand around her mouth, and shouted upstairs:

"Zhao Zuo."

One sound.Twice.Three times.

……

The seventh floor was quiet, without any response.

I don't know how many times I shouted, until the light in the window suddenly went out and the darkness returned, he laughed and stopped.

I really don't know why I would do this kind of obscene thing that only middle school students would do. Just imagining how someone would turn off the light in a fit of rage, Yan Luoqing couldn't help feeling better.

From the second floor came the hoarse curses of a woman who was awakened.

Yan Luoqing grabbed the bag around her neck, turned around and got into the car, and stepped on the accelerator.

The author has something to say:

That's right, this is the grand finale! ! ! ! !

Some things are forgotten in the text, and the next few chapters will explain them clearly in the form of short episodes. (Well, it’s just that I’m too lazy to correct the text, it’s too long after all)

Some other details will be added in [Chapter 91]

Papapa, congratulations on the end of my first article.I have been cheating for many years, writing intermittently, and finally finished it this year.Thank you for reading so many words along the way, although I only leave a comment occasionally, it makes me very happy.Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmh

In fact, this was originally a meat article, but it is helpless in this world.I can only let the truth live in my hard drive forever, and run away with tears. I'll be back! !