The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

The beginning of winter has passed, and light snow is coming again.

Song Zhi got up and opened the curtains to have a look.

The sky outside the window is gray, and the branches of the big tree downstairs have already been completely bald. Last night, another layer of snow fell, which only sticks to the trunk thinly and scatteredly. Lose.

Song Zhi also had to practice driving today, so he got up early.Recently, he was able to make an appointment for the second exam, and one day later he would take the third exam. After the Chinese New Year, he would go back to Qingyuan.

The curtains in the living room were closed, the light was dim, and the parents were still sleeping in the bedroom. Song Zhi tidied up lightly, put on a down jacket, and closed the door.

As soon as he stepped downstairs, the air-conditioning was blowing in his face. No one had walked on the white snow, and he stepped into the snow on the ground, making a slight sound.

Just one step at a time, he walked to the gate and was about to turn the corner.

——But he just froze in place.

A car parked at a conspicuous place on the side has a license plate number that Song Zhi is all too familiar with.

He looked inside, and it was indeed Fang Chengyan.

This……

The man was resting in the car with his eyes closed.

Song Zhi stepped forward and knocked on the window lightly. If there was no movement, he knocked again.

The man opened his eyes sleepily, and a handsome face was slowly revealed from under the car window, accompanied by a gentle smile.

"you……?"

"It's cold outside, come up."

Song Zhi couldn't tell what mood he was in.

He just looked at the man. Since he just woke up, Fang Chengyan's double eyelids turned up another layer. His facial features were already clear, and the folded double eyelids showed the depth of the eye sockets.

But no matter what, the man's tired look was still hard to hide.It was already four o'clock in the morning when Fang Chengyan came back. He thought that he would have to wait at the door of Song Zhi's house until the sun rose, but he didn't expect this hardworking shop assistant to wake up at five o'clock in the morning.

"What are you doing? Sleeping here." Song Zhi didn't listen to his words and got into the car, "When did you arrive?"

"just."

"Why stop here?"

Fang Chengyan explained: "I'm afraid you won't see it."

Song Zhi wore the down jacket that Chen Zhengrong bought for him, bent slightly, and lay on the man's car window, his white face was even paler from the cold, surrounded by a circle of soft raccoon fur. It is warm.

"Get up so early?" the man asked him back.

"I'm going to practice." Song Zhi looked in the direction of the station, "I have to go now."

Fang Chengyan: "I'll go with you."

Song Zhi directly refused: "It's so cold, I can't do anything there, it's just waiting."

But the man told him: "I happen to have nothing to do."

——Clearly dropped everything and ran back.

Song Zhi showed a hesitant look on his face, and asked instead, "Where's your grandfather?"

"Not coming back."

Fang Chengyan took Song Zhi's hand on the car window and warmed it in his palm.

Song Zhi was pulled by him, and he was still persuading: "The place is so broken, it's really not treated by people, you should go back and catch up on sleep."

"I'm going to ask you to wait with me, so I'm sorry."

Fang Chengyan looked at him for a long time, "You come up first."

"It's really not necessary."

The man opens the car door.

"Really." Song Zhi closed the car door for him again: "Don't be a moth, go back quickly!"

Fang Chengyan wanted to say something else.

Song Zhi pretended not to see it.Immediately afterwards, as if he suddenly remembered something, he pointed to the pier in front of his house to the man from a distance, and saw a big iron chain hanging on it, and his tricycle was tied behind it: "See? My horse. "

The vehicle was clean, and its silvery white was particularly shiny in the snow. It was covered with a layer of snow. When Song Zhi came down, he threw them off with his hands. A little water stain.

Fang Chengyan didn't speak, just laughed.

"Don't drive at night, let's go out on foot, and I have to try riding my tricycle again."

The smile on Fang Chengyan's face could no longer be stopped: "Okay."

"I'm leaving."

"Go."

Song Zhi took two steps in the snow and told him, "Hurry up and catch up on sleep."

"Don't wait for me, I'll contact you tonight!"

Fang Chengyan watched him leave.

When Song Zhi came to the driving school, he lined up and breathed out against his hands.

When I finally got into the car, I found that the old Santana car was very old, and the warm air could not be used at all. After sitting for 10 minutes, my hands and feet were cold.

"so."

"and then?"

"Fight to the end." The coach was smoking a cigarette slowly, sitting in the passenger seat, rarely instructing him, and 80.00% of the chats with Song Zhi were gossip about Chen Baiyu.

Song Zhiben thought it was a success.

But the coach said: "The white line is pressed."

At first glance, it really is.

He did it again, holding the steering wheel with a serious expression.He has a proud temperament, sitting on this dilapidated Santana 2000, the market value of Santana seems to have appreciated from 2 yuan in an instant.

Before saying a few words, the coach thought it was cold, so he went into the room by himself.

Chen Baiyu's acquaintance is really unreliable, thanks to Song Zhi's good training.

He followed the tutorials and practiced step by step to form muscle memory.After making a circle, trying back and forth only twice, it succeeded.

A day passed by like this.

When we went back, it was already 06:30 in the evening.

Before going upstairs, he saw his tricycle again.Locked on the iron pier downstairs, it also occupies a parking space exclusively, which is very shining and cool in a row of cars.

Mother Song happened to be back from shopping, and ran into her youngest son downstairs. Seeing the man standing in front of Sanlun, she couldn't help admonishing her: "We buy some strange things all day long!"

"correct."

"Qingqing comes to dinner at night, don't run outside."

……

Thousands of kilometers away in Qingyuan Town.

Fang Changyun came to the branch of Century Real Estate: "Fang Chengyan ran away?"

Secretary Han didn't know what to say, so he nodded.

"Run." The old man is not angry at all. He has been busy in the real estate company for half his life, and now he is idle every day, and his hands are itchy: "Report the work."

After Secretary Han finished his report, the old man heard it.

Okay, Fang Chengyan has taken care of everything, there is nothing to do!

He wandered around in the company, but he still couldn't find a thing he could intervene in.After seeing the only photo hanging in the corridor, I was very satisfied: "I see that Young Master Song is smiling."

"How brilliant."

"It makes people happy to see it."

He passed by the staff office again, and when he passed by, his sensitive hearing caught the conversation of two girls who were about to get off work: "Have you seen the gossip in the group? Are we going to have a boss lady?"

"Sure, Brother Han said that he has seen the chat records on the CEO's phone."

Fang Changyun is not deaf, so he heard these words clearly.

The old man's greatest hobbies in his later years: planting flowers, drinking tea, and dating people.

Fang Chengyan is his only grandson, so what's the deal now?

He was grinning from ear to ear, but at this moment, he happened to receive a call from Fang Sheng.

So, the unlucky Fang Sheng was scolded for no reason.

"Looking at you makes me angry!"

"I can't do anything well!"

"There are more than 40 people, and the daughter-in-law can't be found!"

The old man: "Let me ask you, do you know who your nephew is dating?"

"How do I know?" Fang Sheng was about to die of grievance: "I'll ask you later."

The old man was satisfied now and hung up the phone.

Fang Chengyan went to the company in the morning, and after lunch, he slept until the afternoon, only to be woken up by Fang Sheng who broke into the door.

The other party stood beside his bed and said, "Who are you dating?"

Fang Chengyan frowned: "What?"

"Your grandfather is making inquiries all over the world."

Fang Chengyan leaned against the head of the bed without saying a word or responding.

"Your company spread the word, but your grandfather just didn't ask you, he just wanted to find out by himself."

Incredible.

Fang Chengyan: "Tell him, no."

He turned on his phone and saw that it was already this time, so he got up.

Seeing Song Zhi, he didn't contact him, but at one o'clock in the afternoon, he sent a photo of the training ground, and attached a sentence: [Look, it's so broken. ]

Fang Chengyan was still looking at his phone, Fang Sheng called him several times in his ear: "I said, let's go downstairs for dinner! Big nephew!"

Only then did Fang Chengyan respond: "Yes."

Then he walked around him with a happy face and went downstairs.

Fang Sheng stood where he was, and couldn't help muttering, Fang Chengyan seems to be really in love?

After waiting and waiting, until 08:30 in the evening, Song Zhi didn't contact him.

Fang Chengyan didn't eat dinner, so he couldn't wait any longer, took his coat and was about to leave the house.

"Where are you going?" Fang Sheng asked him while nibbling on an apple on the sofa.

"I have something to do, I'm going out for a while."

"It's almost nine o'clock."

The only answer to Fang Sheng was the sound of the door lock falling.Fang Sheng watched helplessly as he didn't take the car keys, and couldn't eat the apple in his hand anymore.

Here, the car is not driving anymore?

It's snowing heavily outside, and the temperature is five degrees above zero. Where is his nephew going?

At night, heavy snow fell, Fang Chengyan walked along the sidewalk in the direction of Song Zhi Community, and car lights swept over from time to time, clearly illuminating the falling snowflakes.Due to the large size of the snowflakes, the speed of the snowflakes falling is also very fast. Before long, the sky and the earth are already at a loss.

Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and the moon in the sky is very round, but it is covered by thick clouds.

Song Zhi didn't have any news at all, how much longer would he have to wait?The man has been in good spirits since he woke up, and he is only looking forward to meeting him at night.

Fang Chengyan walked expectantly for half an hour until he arrived in front of Song Zhilou.

He just saw such a scene——

Song Zhi, showing off his new tricycle with a young girl.

A girl in a light green cashmere coat stood on the tricycle, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Two playful young people rode forward on a tricycle, and the other stood behind the seat, holding his shoulders, acting as if seeing such a new thing for the first time in their life, very happy, one Go round and round in the community garden.

Suddenly, Yao Shuqing's center of gravity was unstable, and she fell from above, but Song Zhi hurriedly grabbed her from the side.Heishun's long hair was hanging down completely, and she was extremely embarrassed. Yao Shuqing maintained this awkward posture, not only couldn't get up, but she didn't expect Song Zhi to be even more damaged. Like a stick, it fell down straight?He also said that he now has a cannon in his elbow, imitating the sound of a fire in his mouth.

Yao Shuqing fell on his arm and giggled, but couldn't get up from this smile. The two hugged each other for a long time, and finally she got up from Song Zhi's arm.

"It's the cannon, you must be out of your mind."

Yao Shuqing was about to raise her hand to push him, when she noticed a slender man with a handsome face standing not far away.

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

Song Zhi followed her to look back and saw Fang Chengyan.

The man stood there dispiritedly, his temperament was dusty, blending with the night and the snow.

"Fang Chengyan?" Song Zhi shouted, "Why are you here again?"

again?

This word makes people feel that Fang Chengyan shouldn't be here.

Song Zhi is always like this, always getting along so happily with all kinds of people.

But the posture of holding the girl is much more ambiguous than each of them.

Song Zhi saw him standing far away: "Come here."

"Have you been waiting long?" Seeing that no one came, Song Zhi took the initiative to walk over and whispered to him.

"Not long."

The little tea master began to explain: "Our house has guests, I said to find you after dinner, my mother is still chatting with my uncle."

It was snowing heavily under the dim streetlights. The man was wearing the thick coat he had in the morning, with extremely broad shoulders, and a few flakes of snow fell on his broad shoulders.

Song Zhi said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Just as Fang Chengyan was about to say no, Yao Shuqing walked over from behind.

Song Zhi saw the man looking at her, so he said, "We didn't want to listen to the adults talking, so we came down to play."

Fang Chengyan had seen this girl before, Song Zhi's blind date at table No. 7 that day.

Yao Shuqing stared at the man with wide eyes: "This is it?"

"Don't ask, my aunt."

Song Zhisheng was afraid that some tiger and wolf words would come out of her mouth, so he pushed her shoulder and walked two steps away.

Fang Chengyan stared at his hand on the opponent's shoulder, and the latter realized it, so he put it down naturally: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's a little late, I'm not letting you go, I'm just going to send them away." Let's go, I'll find you again."

Fang Chengyan calmed down: "Yes."

Sounds came through the corridor, and the voice-activated lights lit up layer by layer, from top to bottom.

"My mother is down."

"We'll be leaving later."

Song Zhi glanced at the man, then turned and went to the entrance of the corridor.

A voice gradually became clear: "I know Song Zhi is a good boy."

"I want them to marry too."

Song's mother said to Director Yao: "I also think that we will definitely get married in the end."

"Mom, you..."

That's right, do you want to make their intentions so obvious and direct?

He looked in Yao Shuqing's direction, and the girl just smiled at him and made an "ok" gesture indifferently.

Song Zhi turned his head to Fang Chengyan and whispered, "That's not the case..."

His words were immediately interrupted by his mother.

"Why don't you send Jia Shuqing off?"

Song Zhi was stunned. He looked at her and at his tricycle.

How to deliver?

Really ride a tricycle?

Song's mother also reacted, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, my son is in his 20s, it's really embarrassing."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm still young, I like to play, it's understandable." Uncle Yao said, "Let's take a taxi back by ourselves."

Song Zhi couldn't say anything else, under the gloomy gaze of the man, he forced himself to go up with a smile and said, "Okay, Uncle Yao, I'm just about to take my driver's license test, and I'll send you and Shu Qing off when I have a car."

"Okay, then we two will wait."

The snow is getting heavier.

The man was almost unable to stand still.

The group of people was so lively that there was no room for him to intervene.

After watching the man leave, Song's mother turned around and praised her son: "You performed well in front of others today, remember to give gifts to others' homes during the Chinese New Year, and settle things as soon as possible, you know?"

"I know, I know." Song Zhi said casually.

After he sent the person away, he hurried back.He patted away the snowflakes caught on the man's shoulder: "Wait a long time."

"Are you on a blind date?"

He heard the man ask.

Seeing the gradually dim eyes on the other party's face, Song Zhi dodged his eyes for a moment: "...Yes, my parents have always wanted me to get married and keep me, and they don't want me to go to the south."

"Did you have a good dinner?"

Song Zhi didn't understand why he asked this: "Very good."

"Is the tricycle fun?"

"Fun."

"happy?"

"can."

"how is she?"

Song Zhi blurted out: "She's more interested than you..."

thinking too much...

The words are wrong, shut up quickly.

With a dry laugh, he hastily hooked his shoulders together: "Come and sit at my house?"

Fang Chengyan was silent for two seconds, and his throat suddenly rolled.

"That's all for today."

"too late."

Song Zhi's hand on the opponent's shoulder froze.

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