Olfactory failure

On Saturday, the road was clear, but Zheng Chengyan took the slow lane and walked leisurely, only speeding up and changing lanes when he was about to make a U-turn.

The Bentley was turned off in the open-air parking lot outside the Lunhe restaurant. Zheng Chengyan still had his hands on the steering wheel. Once his brain was empty, his thoughts would dump to one side uncontrollably.

Although he and Wen Yanshu have been legally married for two years, both parties have tacitly understood that this relationship is just an empty shell. Under the shell, they can safely avoid the urging of their family members to move freely, let alone say yes to each other. They had unreasonable thoughts about each other, and they didn't even say a slightly ambiguous love word to each other.

In the sentence "my partner" yesterday, he did not conceal the desire for monopoly that he hadn't noticed. He didn't know whether Wen Yanshu's retracted hand was silently telling his resistance or he hadn't thought about the response he should make. Later, when the two sat at the table, their expressions were normal.

Except for work needs, Wen Yanshu never talked much. During the meal, something touched the back of his instep, and the thing rubbed up his ankle and pressed against his calf. He didn't move, but glanced at the person opposite.

It happened that Zheng Chengyan caught his eyes when he was picking up the dishes. After looking at each other for a few seconds, he suddenly put down his chopsticks, leaned over and picked up the cat under the table and put it on the chair next to him. We messed up while we were eating."

The atmosphere eased, and Zheng Chengyan said: "By the way, I checked the drain valve for you just now. The gasket is damaged. I'll go out tomorrow and buy a new one."

Wen Yanshu didn't expect that the other party would really go to practice: "Do you still know this kind of knowledge?"

Zheng Chengyan did not say that he actually searched Baidu, and insisted on pretending to be omnipotent in front of the people closest to him: "We always have to contact with various products in this industry, so we have to find out a little bit about everything, so as not to suffer when we cooperate. .”

Collecting product information is usually the responsibility of the marketing department. Wen Yanshu was not interested in this topic, so he changed the subject after eating a meal: "An appointment with Pei Yang tomorrow?"

Zheng Chengyan, who had an appointment with Pei Yang, sat in the car for a full 10 minutes before slamming the door and getting out of the car. It happened that Pei Yang called, and Zheng Chengyan walked into the restaurant while answering the call: "I just parked the car, what is the private room number?" ?”

"3018, the dishes are already ordered, just open the door and go in," Pei Yang said, "Let me relieve myself first."

Zheng Chengyan took the elevator up to the third floor, and scanned the two rows of room numbers. After finding 3018, he habitually knocked on the door first. As soon as he pressed the doorknob and pushed it open, someone rushed out and bumped into his arms: " Brother Pei!"

The sweet fragrance rushed up at the same time, Zheng Chengyan subconsciously stepped back half a step, the person in front of him almost touched his shoulder and stopped: "Ah, sorry, I thought Brother Pei was back."

"Do you think I'm back, or are you deliberately taking advantage of my absence to hook up with others?" Pei Yang's voice came from behind him, and he slapped the opponent's butt with his wet hand, and the light-colored trousers of the person were instantly slapped. Semi-wet palm prints.

Pei Yang greeted Zheng Chengyan to take a seat, and it was only when he opened a small distance that Zheng Chengyan took a closer look at this strange face. Occupational disease caused him, and he always secretly rated the appearance of strangers with the eyes of screening advertising models. This young man Men are probably in the upper middle class.

The temperature of the air conditioner was suitable, and the man was sticking his buttocks under the air outlet to dry the wetness on his pants. Zheng Chengyan gave his image a negative score, so he picked up the small cotton square towel on the table and wiped his hands: "Why? Suddenly chose this place?"

Pei Yang ordered the pre-dinner snacks presented by the chopsticks restaurant: "Isn't there a new music bar on the roof, I plan to take him up to have a look after dinner... Oh yes, I forgot to introduce," he pointed at the shoulder, "My new clothes hanger, from the Conservatory."

Pei Yang is a fashion designer. Changing personal models in order to cater to design themes or find inspiration is commonplace. Zheng Chengyan often sees this, so he doesn't intend to let the topic linger on people whose names haven't even been introduced: "What did you order? The dish, didn’t it call Swiss chicken wings and charcoal-grilled beef tendon?”

He still remembered that the Lunhe restaurant had good looks but poor taste. These two dishes were the best of the best. He was not picky about his taste, but he only visited the Lunhe restaurant once and avoided it.

As soon as the words were finished, the waiter brought the dishes to the table. The presentation of the dishes was still delicate, but the first chopsticks in the mouth could tell that the chef's craftsmanship had improved by more than one level.

Pei Yang quietly observed the changes in his expression, and said with a smile: "You haven't been here for two years, have you? After you made an anonymous complaint that time, their family changed their chef. Otherwise, how could it be well-known now?"

Zheng Chengyan was noncommittal, this time the tip of the chopsticks moved, and caught the charcoal-grilled beef tendon that he criticized by name just now.

Everyone is always busy with work, and there are not many opportunities to make appointments for a meal, so eating is the second priority. For people like Pei Yang who talk a lot, the point is to talk about the sea: "I originally wanted to order a meal." In 3016, it turned out to be the first to board."

In front of his friends, Zheng Chengyan couldn't help letting go of his gentlemanly side, and scolded with a smile: "What are you crazy about?"

"However, Yanshu didn't come out today, so it's useless to order it," Pei Yang said with a worried and kind face, "I mainly want to restore the scene and find out what step you made a mistake at that time."

Another dish was served, and the hot smoke diffused to block the face of the person across the table. Zheng Chengyan was recalled by Pei Yang's words. If the time and place were changed, the person opposite him at the table in private room 3016 two years ago would become Wen Yanshu.

Before that, Zheng Chengyan had poured out the bitterness of being urged to marry to Pei Yang, and Pei Yang had a lot of tricks: "Do you know how to make a negative a positive?"

Without waiting for Zheng Chengyan to look at him as if he was mentally retarded, he explained: "Don't you call yourself a non-marriageist? Find someone who thinks the same as you and you're done."

Zheng Chengyan grasped the key word: "knot?"

Pei Yang nodded following the extended meaning: "Get married, just make an agreement verbally or in writing. On the surface, you are talking about evidence. In reality, you have your own affairs and don't interfere with each other. Anyway, your mother can't know your orientation. Under the circumstances, it still breeds... right?"

Zheng Chengyan pondered for a while, and thought that the method was feasible, but he was worried about where to find such a candidate.

Pei Yang reassured him: "You make a few requests, and I will help you find them according to your standards."

Zheng Chengyan knew that Pei Yang had a good time in his private life, so he didn't expect much from him, but seeing that Pei Yang was in high spirits and didn't want to spoil the other party's feelings, he listed a few harsh items,——

"First, you must know the book and be courteous."

You don't need to know astronomy and geography, and you don't have to bow down to others. You just need to behave well and try not to reveal your secrets in front of his family.

"Secondly, be independent and self-disciplined."

Although it is agreed that each has its own faults, some aspects still hope to respect each other, which is also what he requires of himself.

"Since the first two points can be satisfied, it shouldn't be difficult to ask him to be well-groomed. Let's add that he doesn't smoke."

After all, both he and his cat were disgusted by the smell of cigarettes.

What Zheng Chengyan didn't expect was that after a few days, Pei Yang really found him a man who met all the requirements.

And the first time he met Wen Yanshu was in private room 3016 of Lunhe restaurant.

If the scene reappears, he also wants to know which step went wrong. Since they all meet each other's standards, why haven't they felt emotional after two years.

In other words, a sudden coincidence was missing.

After a full meal, Pei Yang wanted to take a new clothes rack to drink at the music bar on the fifth floor, but Zheng Chengyan drove over by himself and didn't intend to accompany him.

Pei Yang wasn't enjoying himself enough: "Why don't you call the driver to pick you up before you leave, we haven't had a drink appointment for half a year."

Zheng Chengyan put on the thin coat that he took off before dinner again: "What if we are both drunk, you at least have a little servant to take care of you, who can I ask to carry me?"

Pei Yang got drunk before drinking, and said without hesitation: "Isn't Yan Shu at home, I think you are reluctant to order him around!"

"I have other things to do later." Zheng Chengyan pushed the chair back to the table with a natural expression, "Okay, go and have fun, next time."

The autumn sun was very thin, Zheng Chengyan lowered a line of car windows, leisurely enjoying the cool breeze in the afternoon.

He has a regular driver, but except for the airport pick-up on business trips and daily entertainment, he rarely asks the other party. He is more willing to take the steering wheel and drive by himself. ordered.

Just like at this time, he went to the hardware store to buy a gasket of the right size and wanted to go home, but when he passed by the supermarket and remembered something, he couldn't help turning the car and driving in that direction.

It was nearly dusk when he came out of the supermarket, and Zheng Chengyan returned with a full load. When he moved the car into the empty parking space, he found that the parking space on the right had been filled.

When Wen Yanshu moved here from the rented house, there were a lot of trivial matters, Zheng Chengyan helped to share some, and reserved an adjacent parking space for him for convenience.

He got out of the car with the co-driver's bag and went around to look at the rear of the car next door. The damage caused by Wen Yanshu's rear-end collision after work had been repaired. He went back and looked at the hood again. It is warm, which proves that it has just been brought back from the repair shop.

When I got home, I saw no one. Zheng Chengyan put down his things and walked into the house. When he got to the bedroom, he just took off his coat and his belt. He was about to unscrew the bathroom door and go in to wash his face when he put his hand on the doorknob. , the door opened from the inside as if in response.

Wen Yanshu had just taken a shower, was wiping his dripping hair and came out with his head bowed, his stride was too big to stop, and when he saw the toe of a pair of shoes that came into view, he had already hit the opponent's shoulder.

Zheng Chengyan didn't think much, and raised his hand to help Wen Yanshu's waist, but he released it after two seconds, and turned to let the other party come out: "It's so early to take a bath."

"I went out in the afternoon and brought the car back. I don't feel comfortable without taking a shower." Wen Yanshu didn't respond to the intimate contact just now, but he stopped rubbing his hair for a while, nailed it in place and looked back, "Musk, cashmere, Vanilla... Burberry's nude gauze tone, Pei Yang has a new lover?"

"What?" Zheng Chengyan didn't react for a moment.

Wen Yanshu raised his chin: "Your clothes smell of perfume, Pei Yang usually doesn't like to use fruity chypres, it's probably left behind by hooking up with you after cuddling his lover."

So unquestionable, Zheng Chengyan couldn't stop laughing for some reason after hearing this, he was not in a hurry to go into the bathroom, he rested his elbows on the locker by the wall in a lazy posture, turned his head to sniff his clothes and then looked up: "I Didn't even notice."

"The smell is quite light." Wen Yanshu hung the towel around his neck. He has dealt with various fragrances for many years, and he can immediately tell which combination belongs to which perfume.

His hair was still wet, Wen Yanshu should go back to his room to find a hair dryer, but Zheng Chengyan suddenly stopped him: "Yanshu."

"what happened?"

Leaving aside the judgment of perfume, Zheng Chengyan knew that most of Yanshu's other speculations were wrong, but he was still aroused by the affirmation in the other party's eyes: "Why don't you suspect it's me?"

This sentence sounded endless, but Wen Yanshu understood it.He grabbed one end of the towel and replied in a casual tone of fact: "You're not that kind of person."