Xia Lang

Unexpectedly, this blind date when the young man was arrested unexpectedly met Mr. Song by accident. He was simply her muse.

In fact, Song Linju himself didn't know.

The first person he was attracted to was Li Zhaozhuo, who was of the same sex, and he was also the last one. After the breakup, he had no interest in men, nor women.

Although it is not clear, this does not prevent Song Linju from answering.

"It is."

He didn't want to waste other people's lives with answers that even he was vague about.

Hearing the hesitation in Mr. Song's words, Shang Jun took a sip of the clear tea and pretended to be deeply moved, "It's a pity."

Song Linju heard her mumbling, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

Shang Jun stared at Song Linju with undisguised admiration, pure enthusiasm, as if seeing some exquisite artwork.

"Mr. Song is very in line with my aesthetics. If I originally thought that my blind date would be Mr. Song, it's not unacceptable to try."

Sensing the anticipation in Shang Jun's words, Song Linju looked at her soft and beautiful face, thinking that if she became his girlfriend...

Seeing that Mr. Song was just staring at her face inexplicably, Shang Jun didn't refuse immediately, and suddenly felt that there was an opportunity, and looked back at him with a smile, faintly dimpled.

But the Qingjuan youth who had been silent for a long time looked at the corner of her mouth as if he had been scalded by something, he quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and apologized: "Sorry, I wasted Miss Shang's time."

In fact, he wasn't too clear why he agreed to Uncle Li's request, maybe it was because he wanted to keep his ears clean, or maybe he wanted to try it too. When his thoughts came back, he heard the answer from himself.

Ms. Shang Jun is a nice person, in fact, it is not impossible to try, but when he looked at her, a dimple appeared, and another young and flamboyant face appeared in his mind, it was still a man's face, to be precise, it was a boy's face. .

He refused in a heartbeat.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Song Linju took off his silver-rimmed glasses, closed his eyes and pinched the center of his brows, a trace of irritability and self-loathing appeared on his cold brows and eyes.

So, what are you doing?Want to use your new relationship to jump out of your previous relationship?

Something flashed through Song Linju's mind with the silver-rimmed glasses in his hand, but he quickly denied it.

He shouldn't notice, right?The distance between them is not too close, and there are quite a few men wearing silver-rimmed glasses in this restaurant, and silver-rimmed glasses are relatively common.

Fortunately, Shang Jun was just stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, her attitude was so natural that she couldn't see that she had been rejected just now, she waved her hand and said: "It's okay, I can't help myself, I understand, I was also pushed by my mother came."

It is impossible to say how much Shang Jun has deep feelings for Song Linju, a person who has not been with Song Linju for an hour. She just hopes to see her new muse, boyfriend and so on in the future, just to facilitate frequent meetings That's all.

"But, is it because of that person just now?" Shang Jun asked after a pause.

Song Linju withdrew his scattered thoughts, "No."

It didn't take much time to come up with this answer, just like memorizing the standard answer many times.

I don't know if it's because of studying art, but Shang Jun is extremely sensitive to people's emotions. She can see the hesitation in the answer to the last question, and she can also see the unconscious self-deception in this answer.

However, Shang Jun just smiled noncommittally, and was not ready to intervene.

Not to mention that everyone has their own choice, and that dangerous man frankly made her very uncomfortable, dare to scare her, how could she be so kind to assist him?

Shang Jun changed the topic to a lighter one, "Although couples probably can't do it, can we be friends?"

She feels very comfortable, like a soft spring breeze blowing ice.

Song Linju readily agreed, "Of course."

Seeing that Mr. Song readily agreed, Shang Jun immediately scrambled while the iron was hot, took out a ticket from his bag and handed it to him, "Mr. Song, there will be my art exhibition in about a week. Do you have time?"

Song Linju just thought for a moment before accepting, "I shouldn't be very busy next week."

……

After lunch and sending Shang Jun back to the gallery, Song Linju returned to the hospital to continue working.

There is no operation in the afternoon, so I leave work earlier.

Opening the door, fumbling to turn on the light in the dark room, putting the car keys into the key tray in the entrance, and standing alone in the empty and deserted room wearing gray cotton slippers, Song Linju felt completely blank.

Since seeing that person, he seemed to be waiting for something, he thought he would see him again, even though it was because of hate.

But this afternoon was as flat as usual, without any waves.

After cooking something casually for dinner, Song Linju went into the study.Originally, he wanted to read some information, but his mind was quietly distracted while turning the pages. He stared at the night scene outside the window for a long time in a daze.

But his sky had no stars or moon, only a pitch-black night, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

A sudden phone call shattered the silence that even the sound of turning pages was stagnant. Song Linju's eyes fell on the phone with the screen turned upside down almost instantly.

After staring at it for two or three seconds, I slowly reached out to take it.

The moment he saw the note, Song Linju didn't connect immediately, he closed his eyes and then opened them again, like calm and like confirmation, the number of words displayed in front of him was the same, but the shape was different.

The word "Director Li" flashed on the screen, which made Song Linju's hesitant expression immediately turn into a business-like one, and he immediately connected the phone.

"Director Li."

The voice of the middle-aged man was mixed with electricity, "Xiao Song, there is a patient..."

After discussing the condition with Director Li, it was almost eleven o'clock. Song Linju put down his slightly hot phone, put on a coat and went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

The curling smoke blurred the already hazy vision, but Song Linju still looked at the distant place full of stars and lights, with some stubbornness that was almost dazed.

That was his original home.

According to the direction, it can also be said that it is the place where Li Zhaozhuo rented a house before.

Meanwhile, the SL company building.

The tall man stood alone in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, his back was lonely in the unlit office, his three-dimensional aggressive face was hidden under the darkness, his deep eyes looked far away, and he seemed to be looking at an unknown distance.

The eyes are lined up, the ground shrinks to an inch, and the vast space between the two seems to be crazily compressed and turned into a thin piece, as if the person you want to see is behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the distance between them is only the thickness of the glass.

Then, their eyes met...

Perhaps in the middle of a certain night, while you are looking at the person you miss, the person you miss is also looking at you through thousands of time and space.

Even in the middle of the night, the love never fails.

The young master of the Li family has returned to China, and he is still an upstart in the business world. In order to expand his network, he naturally has a dust-cleaning feast.

Song Linju also received the invitation, just as Shang Jun said that she didn't have a male companion, so he went too.

The dust-cleaning banquet was held at the Glory Hotel. After presenting the invitation card, Shang Jun took Song Linju's hand and walked into the infield.

The air conditioning in the infield was turned on high, and as soon as they entered, waiters took their coats.

Shang Jun had an unmistakable gentle smile on her face, but privately she muttered to the handsome young man beside her, "Why are all the people staring at us? Could it be that I dressed up so well today that I overwhelmed the audience?" ?”

Without her reminding, Song Linju was naturally aware of the many probing gazes. He was used to it and didn't really care. He just smiled and glanced at the narcissistic Shang Jun.

Unlike the elegance and gentleness when we first met, she wore a lavender starry sky skirt today, with a slender waist pinched tightly, and the same color gauze wrapped around her shoulders, behind the skirt was a slightly scheming deep V, revealing her beautiful fair skin On the back, the hem of the skirt swayed as she walked, as if a river of stars had been torn off.

Song Linju praised: "It's quite beautiful."

The inconspicuous joke actually won the approval of Mr. Song, and Shang Jun became even more stinky after being slightly stunned, "Isn't it? In order to squeeze into this skirt, I didn't dare to eat at noon."

Muse said she was good-looking, so she must be the most beautiful woman on the field, and Muse would not lie.

The woman seemed to have whispered something. In order to accommodate her height, the originally cold young man lowered his head slightly, and looked at her with a smile after a while. It was inevitable that he was a little doting in the eyes of others.

No matter how satisfied one focus surrounded by crowds is, the other focus will be violent.

This is the reason why almost the whole audience looked at them when Song Lin Ju Shangjun came in. The two focal points of the whole banquet were looking at them.

The middle-aged man didn't understand why the man's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he heard it, and he thought he had said something wrong, so he asked tremblingly, "Mr. Zhuo...is there any problem with my project?"

Sensing the veiled gaze not far away, Li Zhaozhuo looked away calmly, his gaze as cold as the winter wind caught him, and said in a low voice, "Continue."

There was no expression on his face, but there was a cold snort in his heart.

Arranging a blind date for Song Linju in his restaurant was not enough, this time he had to pull the two of them to show their affection under his nose. Li Yikang really took great pains to test him out.

Just as he suspected, he did not change his attitude toward Song Linju.

But Li Yikang still missed one point after all his calculations, that is to lower his vigilance, he has been pretending and enduring for so many years, how could he allow half a mistake when he is about to succeed?

He won't allow it, and won't.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva, and continued to speak with a strong gaze, but under the gaze of the man who was taller than him, his voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was promoting his own project. It was like being in an interrogation room with the slogan "Resistance is strict, confession is lenient",