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"Cheng Yiyi."

Zhou Si was talking about the company with Fang Xiao in the car, but the driver drove into the auxiliary road and was blocked at the subway exit.And his gaze also happened to fall on the young man who was helping the old woman carry the basket at the subway entrance.

The figure of the man was all too familiar to him.

When he was young, he knew the taste by eating marrow; in another ten or twenty years, as long as he was asked to look at the back, he would recognize that person.

He asked Fang Xiao for an umbrella, got out of the car straight away, opened the umbrella and walked towards the subway entrance.

He waved habitually in front of that person: "Shall I take you there?"

Cheng Yi was holding a large bouquet of gardenias, which he bought from the old lady, who counted three bunches for ten yuan for him.Seeing that there are not many, I did not expect that there are quite a lot in my hand.

He also habitually walked in front of Zhou Si, wanting to show off his beauty, but when the words came to his lips, he became embarrassed again. After a while, he said, "Mr. Zhou, why are you here?"

"Seeing it's raining," Zhou Si turned his umbrella towards Cheng Yi, not noticing that his shoulders were being drenched by the rain, "I saw you there again."

So there he was.

Cheng Yi glanced away: "Then, why don't you go sit with me?"

"Okay." Zhou Si's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he took two steps closer to Cheng Yi, "Are you still getting used to it these days after you've been back?"

"Well, there is nothing wrong with it. I have experienced it before going back to Nantian. The rainy season here, compared with that..."

"The little witch has seen the big witch?!" Zhou Si answered with a smile, "That's right, we were catching flying ants together in the window at home. Thinking about it this way, time flies so fast."

"It's pretty fast." Cheng Yi lowered his head, but he clenched the bouquet of flowers tightly in his hands, his nimble eyes blinked twice, as if swallowing the sudden surge of emotion After returning home, he continued, "Aren't you already a father, and there is a beautiful girl."

Cheng Yi's words trembled, and he didn't know whether it was sincere or intentional.

Zhou Si could hear the trembling, and he retorted without thinking: "I'm not..."

Just as he refuted, Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, broke up.

"Cheng Yi!"

"Wei Xun?" Cheng Yi suddenly heard someone calling him, followed the sound and looked over, and saw the man with the gold frame wearing a gray suit, holding the red umbrella, standing in front of him.

"I heard from your clerk that you came out without an umbrella." As soon as Wei Xun's gaze met Zhou Si's sharp gaze, he moved away embarrassingly, pretending to turn a blind eye, "Come here yet? Didn't you say Anything else for me?"

Cheng Yi benefited from the second half of Wei Xun's sentence: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou. You can ask Fang Xiao to come down to get coffee tomorrow. Let me thank you for your kindness today."

After speaking, he wanted to run under Wei Xun's umbrella as if hiding, but Zhou Si grabbed Cheng Yi's wrist.

Cheng Yi seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat that seemed to be trampled several times by deer's hooves, pounding, pounding, faster than he beat after staying up all night.

He turned his head slowly and looked at Zhou Si pretending to be calm.

"Cheng Yiyi." Zhou Si's gaze, which was full of hope and then suppressed and turned cold after Cheng saw it, burned.

Is it Cheng Yi who is refusing?

may be.

Thinking so, he slowly let go of Cheng Yi's wrist: "I'm sorry."

The weight on Cheng Yi's wrist was gradually lifted, and Cheng Yi's heartbeat also stopped. A gust of wind came from somewhere, and he shivered all over. He was shocked and returned to Wei Zi. Under the umbrella that was opened for him.

Wei Xun handed the suit jacket he had slapped on his hand to Cheng Yi, and took the bouquet of flowers from him. After he finished closing his coat, he walked forward holding the umbrella.

Zhou Si, who followed closely behind, seemed to be able to hear Cheng Yi telling Wei Xun that he bought such a large bouquet of gardenias for only 10 yuan, which smelled fragrant—this was what Cheng Yi had said. Tell him what to listen to.

Cheng Yi likes fragrant flowers very much. Before that, it was jasmine, gardenia... Later, when they were studying in the coastal city of Chuting, it was sweet-scented osmanthus.

At that time, they kept a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus on the top floor they rented. On summer nights, the two of them spread the mat on the ground and smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus while feeding the mosquitoes.When the mood came, I would learn from the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and they would stick to each other under the moonlight; if Cheng Yi had homework to catch up, Zhou Si would lie next to him and chat with him while guarding the fluttering fan.

At that time, the two of them talked about everything, but now, with their own lives, they don't even know how to continue the conversation.

"Cheng Yi, is Boss Cheng there?"

As soon as Cheng Yi came downstairs with the cardboard, he heard someone ask himself, he looked over and saw Fang Xiao standing in front of the counter.

He walked over and took the person to a place next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and asked the clerk to bring a plate of panna cotta and handed it to the lady in front of him.

"Come to get coffee for Zhou Si?" Cheng Yi pulled out the chair and sat down.

Fang Xiao took a bite of the cake to save face: "What do you want to know, Xueba?"

Cheng Yi hadn't heard this name for a long time, and he suddenly pursed his lips and laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing, I just think it's cute. I haven't heard anyone call me that for a long time. I miss it."

"You still feel nostalgic?" Fang Xiao licked the spoon, frowned, and said, "But Zhou Si is also quite nostalgic. There are still photos with many people on the desk."

"Isn't it good to be nostalgic?"

"Of course it's not good. If you stop and stop, you will suffer from it. You don't know, those old moths left behind because of his nostalgia will sooner or later eat up the company... Hey, I've said too much, you just let it go after hearing it I have to go back, I still have work to do." After speaking, Fang Xiao put down the fork and got up.

Cheng Yi always felt that what Fang Xiao said was meant for himself, but after hearing it, he seemed to be talking about Zhou Si: "The coffee is at the front desk. I told them to make it just now. Just ask them to pack it."

"Then I'll settle the bill together."

Cheng Yi: "No, I'll pay him back."

Fang Xiao's footsteps to leave suddenly stopped: "The boss said, if you say this, then he will pay you back."

"Give me back what?" Cheng Yi became interested, he couldn't remember when Zhou Si owed him something at all.

Fang Xiao thought for a while: "It seems that he said so about a glass of milk one night. It can't be finished anyway. If you really want to pay it back, you can have dinner with him at night."

After delivering the message, Fang Xiao went straight upstairs after paying the money at the front desk, leaving Cheng Yi to sit alone in his seat and reminisce about the phrase "a glass of milk one night".

Obviously Zhou Si should know nothing, but he seems to know everything.

Obviously in their love, it was Cheng Yi who was always sensitive and cautious, but Zhou Si seemed to care a little more than him.

The summer wind is slightly intoxicating, and the people in the intoxicated coffee shop are drowsy. Cheng Yi has relaxed because of the bad foreign currency market in the past few days, and he doesn't have to stay up late with jet lag with those foreign brothers.

He seemed to be sitting leisurely in the cafe, picked up the piece of cardboard and crayons just now, and was just thinking about how to write, when the little man who suddenly visited the cafe disrupted the rhythm.

"Uncle Yiyi!" It was still the voice of a child a few days ago.

Cheng raised his head and saw the little girl carrying a small schoolbag appearing in front of him. He looked at his watch again. It was only 03:30, which was not the time for children to leave school.

"Why don't you go to school, little girl?" Cheng Yi put down the crayons and walked over, knelt down and asked her.

The nanny who came behind the little girl explained: "I told the teacher that it hurts, and I really brought her back, and she recovered from her illness."

Cheng Yi couldn't help frowning: "This is not good."

"Who says it's not, but... I don't dare to say if it's not my child." The nanny complained.

But it makes sense.

Cheng Yi patted the little girl's head, and he really asked the nanny: "What about her mother, doesn't she say anything?"

"I'm busy playing by myself." The nanny sighed, and before she finished speaking, Rong Rong interrupted: "My mother goes to Thailand every summer, and she doesn't want to see Rong Rong. Rong Rong can only find Dad. Dad doesn't like it very much. Rongrong, but to be reasonable, Rongrong is better than mother."

Cheng Yi didn't know how much the kid said was true or not, but no matter it was true or not, he couldn't talk about other people's family affairs.I can only give her a little bit of sympathy, which is useless: "Why don't Mom and Dad like Rong Rong? You are so cute."

The child pouted angrily and shook his head: "That uncle, can you give Rongrong some sugar?"

"Huh?" Cheng Yi didn't expect the child's thoughts to jump so fast, "Is that candy like last time?"

The little girl nodded: "The candy was confiscated by my father last time. He said that children can't eat so much candy, so Rongrong only ate one!"

As soon as Cheng grabbed it from the counter, he saw the little girl making a "1" in dissatisfaction. He laughed: "Your father is right. Children who eat too much candy will have tooth decay, and then the whole tooth will grow." Will be eaten by insects, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid," the little girl said with a look of air on her face. "If you want to get rotten teeth, your father will grow them first! I found a big box of candy wrappers in his closet! He is carrying Rongrong on his back and eating candies!"

"Candy wrapper?"

Cheng Yi looked down at the candies wrapped in colored wrappers in his hand, and bit his lower lip. A long time ago, when he ate candies, he would put the wrappers in Zhou Si's pocket. Later, he wrote a box of candy wrappers, and It was finished by Zhou Si.Later, on his last birthday in Chu Ting, he left a box of candy wrappers for Zhou Si, but he only wrote on one of the candy wrappers.

Thinking of this, he inadvertently shed a few tears.

Seeing this, Rong Rong bent her waist and turned her head to look at Cheng Yi, and asked cautiously, "Uncle, why are you crying?"

"No, it's the sand that blinds the eyes." Cheng handed all the sugar in Rong Rong's hands, and asked her to hold it and sit in front of the table.

Sitting still, the little girl couldn't help looking at Cheng Yi's face: "Really? There will be sand in the house? Then this house won't work."

Cheng Yi was amused by the child's innocent words: "It can't be done, the house is leaking, and there is always sand that blinds the eyes."

"Then ask Dad to repair it for you next time. He will know everything and be omnipotent. Although every time Rong Rong wants something, he will say no to it, but when Rong Rong wakes up from sleep, his wish will be fulfilled by Dad." Although boasting, children always hold grudges, "Except for Uncle's candy, Dad didn't give it back to Rong Rong, and even ate him himself!"

"That's not what he ate." Cheng Yi peeled off a piece of candy and gave it to Rongrong, and unfolded the candy wrapper in front of him, "Just like this, the candy was given to Rongrong, but the candy wrapper is here with uncle."

"That means that the candy was given to Rong Rong, but the candy wrapper is with Dad?" Rong Rong always felt that something was wrong and tilted his head, "But Rong Rong didn't get a single candy, uncle, did you get it?"

Cheng Yi peeled a piece of candy for himself, with tears in his smiling eyes.

"Now I have it."

But it seems that it is not so sweet.

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The plot of the candy paper was written in "Fraud" before. If I remember correctly, it is like this. If I remember wrongly, it will be like this hahahaha