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The clouds in the rainy season are never white, and the clouds hang over the dome of the city, as if a torrential rain is brewing.

As the sky darkened, Zhou Si and his party walked out of the meeting room.

"After a few days of suffering, the matter finally calmed down." Fang Xiao then heaved a sigh of relief.

He walked through the office, startled by the darkening sky outside the window, and hurriedly asked Fang Xiao beside him, "What time is it?"

Fang Xiao glanced at the time on the phone: "It's only 05:30."

"Oh, there's still time." Zhou Si walked back to the office quickly as he said, wiped his face with water to make himself look less tired, sprayed on some perfume, and even tied a tie on purpose, asking quite formally Fang Xiao who came in to release the materials.

"It's okay for me to dress like this."

Fang Xiao was dumbfounded by Zhou Si's question. She looked up and said, "No, it's no problem. You and Cheng Yi are so close, it's just a meal, don't you need to be so grand? And spray perfume? Wait, you Before you leave, sign it before leaving."

"That's different. You don't understand." Zhou Si signed the document twice with a pen.

"I don't understand!"

"By the way, let the finance side send the report. I will tell Mr. Wang about this matter later. I want to see which mouse droppings are stirring up the pot of porridge."

"Okay. But isn't the report given every few days? If we ask for it in advance, we can't give it in a short time..." Fang Xiao reminded, "And the deputy department is your brother-in-law..."

"Then give him three days to make up his homework. Give it to me after three days. It just so happens that you and those in the conference room are also resting."

After explaining, Zhou Si buckled his watch, took the car keys, left the company and went to FORONE.

ForOne is preparing to launch a new event recently. Cheng Yi originally wanted to discuss with the store manager and do a market survey, but was pestered by the little girl from Zhou Si's family for half an afternoon-Rong Rong lay on the cardboard and handed it to Cheng Yi. With the oil pastel that came over, I carefully followed Cheng Yi's request to fill in the color.

While coloring, she said, "Uncle, black doesn't look good, can I not paint it black?"

"You follow here to paint." Cheng Yi leaned over and circled her fingers, "You have to paint."

"But why is it painted black here?"

"Because the place where the light does not reach is black." Cheng Yi replied.

"Then uncle's eyes are also black, are uncle's eyes also in a place where the light can't reach?" Rong Rong tilted his head, just facing Cheng Yi's eyes, so he raised his finger to Cheng Yi's eyes and asked.

Cheng Yi was taken aback by the little girl's "[-] whys".

Fortunately, someone came to rescue him.

"Zhou Xiaotong!"

The person who appeared at the door saw the child Rongrong lying on the table with his finger pointing towards Cheng Yi. He subconsciously thought that she was annoying Cheng Yi, so he called the person by his name in a hurry.

Rongrong is rarely called by Zhou Si's name.

She was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly rolled and jumped off the table, the little man stood beside the table, straightened his back, and called softly: "Dad..."

Cheng Yi hurriedly supported the little girl in case she would fall, and waited for her to stand still before looking over, and saw Zhou Si striding over.

The child subconsciously leaned behind Cheng Yi's long legs.

Cheng Yi glanced at the little girl behind him, with a smile in his eyes, and blurted out: "Brother Si..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that there was something wrong, and was about to change his words, when he saw Zhou Si's eyes softened, and he came closer, with a smile even bigger than Cheng Yi's in his eyes, and asked knowingly:

遖鳯 exclusive "What did you call me?"

When Cheng didn't answer, Zhou Si called him word by word instead: "Cheng, Yi, Yi?"

With a little red flag, not too good.

Cheng Yi hurriedly pushed Rongrong out: "Your daughter has been in custody with me for half an afternoon, remember to settle the bill, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Si glanced at Rong Rong who was holding Cheng Yi's pants beside Cheng Yi: "Where's Aunt Yanyan?"

"Aunt Yanyan was called home by Rongrong." The little girl smacked her mouth.

Zhou Si brought the little man back, put his hands behind the little girl and taught him a lesson: "It's amazing, little girl, now you dare to stay outside by yourself? What if you can't find your parents and are taken away by bad guys?" ?”

"But Uncle Yiyi is not a bad person. Dad knows him too." Rongrong looked up, "I like Uncle Yiyi. He wants to play with Rongrong and teach Rongrong how to draw!"

"Father doesn't necessarily know all good people. Don't do it next time. If Auntie Yanyan wants to go home, you can go home with Auntie Yanyan." Zhou Si said solemnly, there was no hint of coaxing in his words.

Rongrong subconsciously glanced at Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi gave her a little hint, and she also nodded, with a weak voice: "Got it..."

"Then go home and find Aunt Yanyan for dinner, and I'll ask the driver to take you back."

After speaking, Zhou Si took out his mobile phone, ignored the reluctance in the little girl's eyes, and arranged for his driver.

After Cheng Yi and the others left, they put away the paintbrush on their own, took the cardboard that he and Rong Rong created together to the second floor, and leaned against the wall next to his workbench.

His office on the second floor finally looked a lot warmer after the intermittent soft furnishing in the past few days.It is almost green, only the bunch of wilting dried gardenia flowers scrawled in a glass on the table still has a bit of vitality that is better than nothing.

As soon as Cheng walked over and brought the wilted gardenias, and was about to throw them into the trash can at the top of the stairs, he saw Zhou Si.

Probably followed him up, but out of politeness, he didn't go any further, just stood at the stairs and waited for him against the wall.

He tilted his head and heard Zhou Si ask, "Why did you lose the flowers?"

"It's wilted, and it doesn't smell good anymore." Cheng Yi replied.

"Then I'll send someone a new bunch tomorrow?" Zhou Si said casually.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Zhou, what do you mean?"

Zhou Si stood upright, straightened his clothes, returned the same playful look, and secretly changed his concept: "Wait for you to eat, what's the point. Fang Xiao didn't tell you? I made a reservation for the evening. "

Having said that, Zhou Si paused for a moment: "JW Sky Restaurant."

Cheng Yi seemed to be scalded by Zhou Si's words, his whole body was warm, but he didn't know how to speak.

A few years ago, when they were still in school along the coast, Zhou Si said:

"Cheng Yiyi, when I make money in the future, I'll invite you to the sky restaurant and we'll have a good meal."

"I don't know how long it will take until you make money. Let's wait until I make money."

"It won't be too long. How about within ten years?"

"Well, after waiting for you for ten years, I must order a big lobster to eat you poor."

……

It seems that these words are still in my ears, and it seems that the person in front of me is not much different from that time.

Cheng nodded, got into Zhou Si's car, went to the sky restaurant that arrived three years later than promised, and let Zhou Si order a Boston lobster for him.He helped Zhou Si complete the appetizers, soup, dessert...

But when the food was actually served, before the two toasted to each other, Cheng Yi suddenly felt that time had changed, and time had changed.

He no longer had the excitement of his youth, and Zhou Si was not as foolish as before. On the contrary, they all wore adult clothes and turned into adults. The meal was deserted, and the once youthful aura was covered by this "adult aura". Living.

In the middle, Zhou Si searched for topics several times, most of which were about Cheng Yi's life abroad.

Cheng Yi didn't want to answer, and answered a few words "It's good", "I'm not tired", "I made some money"...

His gaze was always on Zhou Si's eyebrows, the tiredness of Zhou Si's brows continued to the end of his brows, and the blood in his eyes was so thick that it almost covered up his smile.

"Want a drink?" Cheng Yi asked.

"Yes, but..." Zhou Si looked up from the silence, "Aren't you allergic to alcohol?"

"You drink." Cheng Yi called the waiter and ordered Zhou Si a Martini, "I'll drink sparkling water to accompany you."

Zhou Si consciously put the car keys on the table: "Then, you may have to take me home."

Cheng glanced at Zhou Si, looked at the slightly raised corners of his eyes, took away the car keys by default, waited for Martini to deliver them, and then started: "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay." Zhou Si took a sip, sucked his mouth to taste the taste, "Have you ever drank it?"

"I drank it. I drank it when I went to meet with my mentor to attend a banquet in the first year. I drank more than one cup."

"You don't want to die?" Zhou Si obviously didn't agree with Cheng Yi's actions at that time.

Cheng Yi still smiled, and continued to talk nonchalantly: "It's true that I don't want to die. I went to the hospital that night. After a whole night of tossing, the nurses in foreign hospitals were not gentle at all. After that, I didn't want to go to the hospital." I was in the hospital. Thanks to this glass of wine, they stopped letting me drink."

"Well, let's talk about it." Zhou Si put down the knife and fork.

"What?" Cheng Yi pursed his lips.

"Anything is fine, I want to hear it." Zhou Si saw that Cheng Yi had opened up his chatter box, and asked, "Where do I live, what do I eat, and what do I meet, I want to hear about it."

As long as it's about you, I want to.

Zhou Si's eyes suddenly softened, he didn't know that he was illuminated by the candle light suddenly lit by the waiter, or he was drunk by the glass of wine that Cheng Yi ordered for him.

Affectionate style, long-lasting love.

"It seems that there is nothing particularly worth mentioning. It is day after day, working overtime and making money."

Cheng Yi pretended to be indifferent, swallowing the grievances of those seven years abroad into the past days and nights, but when he was surrounded by Zhou Si's eyes, he was moved again.

Zhou Si's eyes seemed to be surrounded by an unknown wave, he swam through it, struggling, trying to find an impossible excuse for himself to get out.

"It sounds like you don't want to talk about it again, so forget it."

"Then what do you want to hear?" Cheng Yi asked him.

Zhou Si just shook his head and didn't answer, as if Zhou Si knew what he wanted to hear and Cheng Yi wouldn't respond.

"Why don't you tell me later, you and Wei Xun?" Zhou Si wiped his mouth, asked someone to pay the bill, and deliberately glanced at Cheng Yi before leaving, probably to listen to Cheng Yi's excuse.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yibai gave him a look.

"I really want to hear it."

After scanning the QR code, Zhou Si paid and chased after him.

"What do you want to hear? Do you want to hear me flirting with him? Or..."