blowing clouds

When Gao Peng walked up the steps, Ding Zhaoyan saw him from afar get up quickly to greet him, now the sun was out of the sun, and the breeze was blowing, Chen Xiyang narrowed his eyes comfortably, looking at the two people There are talking and laughing pictures.

As agreed last week, under the banner of publishing a book for Chen Xiyang, they invited guests to a park in the city center on the weekend.

From the outside, Gao Peng is not as eye-catching as Ding Zhaoyan. At least the young girl in the hatchback must prefer the handsome deputy mayor. Feeling threatened, Chen Xiyang looked at him for a moment, and inexplicably remembered the docile big yellow dog in his hometown.

Xu Donghai on the side patted him with a smile: "You are a month old here, why are you still addicted to watching?"

Chen Xiyang sighed half-truthfully and smiled wryly: "Don't beautify me, just say I'm a pimp."

While talking and joking, Ding Zhaoyan pulled Gaopeng over. Ding Zhaoyan's hand really held the other's wrist, but Gaopeng looked calm, probably not thinking too much.

"Come on, this is Donghai. You met last week. This is Chen Xiyang, who is today's protagonist."

"Hello." Chen Xiyang said hello calmly and shook hands, because he was afraid that Ding Zhaoyan would think too much, so the gesture of shaking hands seemed very careless.

But Gao Peng still had a gentle smile on his face, without the restraint he had when they first met, Chen Xiyang felt that Ding Zhaoyan's vision was not bad.

After saying hello, the guests wanted to get down to business. Dante Zhaoyan picked up a bottle of soda that he had prepared early and stuffed it for him: "You must be tired from walking all the way. Let's sit down and rest for a while before we get down to business."

In the face of Ding Zhaoyan's enthusiasm, Gao Peng regained a bit of shyness, thanked him with a blushing face, and took a small sip.

Ding Zhaoyan's eyes kept sticking to Gaopeng's face: "It's neither early nor late, have you had breakfast yet? How about I buy you some pancakes at the gate of the park? Are you drying them here? If not, let's Find a stone table in the shade..."

"Teacher Ding," Gaopeng said with a wry smile, "You really don't have to be so polite."

Chen Xiyang smiled and said nothing, thinking that Ding Zhaoyan wanted to be rude to you even in his dreams.

"How many times have I told you not to call me Teacher Ding?" Ding Zhaoyan pouted, "How old do you call me? You can call me Xiaoding or Zhaoyan."

Gaopeng looked humble: "You are a senior, so I should call you teacher."

Xu Donghai interjected at the right time: "The teacher is the teacher. Speaking of which, Xiao Longnu is also Yang Guo's teacher."

Ding Zhaoyan was in a happy mood, and Gao Peng knew that Xu Donghai was a rambunctious guy long ago, so he didn't care. After laughing, he looked at Chen Xiyang who had been silent all along: "Brother Chen, I want to ask first, what about you? What kind of book is it?"

Taking advantage of the guest's concentration, Ding Zhaoyan calmly narrowed the distance between himself and him.

Chen Xiyang replied: "It's just a collection of articles, including essays and fables. Generally speaking, it's a collection of stories."

Gaopeng nodded, with a hesitant look on his face: "I'm going to be blunt. At least judging from the situation of Chengbei Bookstore, the sales of similar books are not high. Of course, it's not a problem if your writing is excellent. .”

Chen Xiyang said modestly: "I can't talk about writing skills, I can roughly recognize two characters. I don't expect any sales volume, but I am half an insider and have been publishing books these years, so I want to join in the fun."

"Your side..."

As soon as Gaopeng said a few words, he suddenly lowered his head and turned aside, then coughed violently, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and squeezed his neck tightly with the other, his brows were furrowed, as if he was enduring some pain.

Ding Zhaoyan patted him on the back with concern, and after he calmed down, he handed over the tissue he had prepared: "Is your throat not feeling better, did you drink the honeysuckle that was given to you last time?"

Gao Peng nodded his thanks, wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "It's an old problem, I have to treat it slowly..."

Chen Xiyang's expression was solemn, no wonder Xu Donghai mentioned this before, Gao Peng's cough really looked scary.But he just coughed, no phlegm and no blood, it didn't seem to be a lung disease.

Gao Peng turned to Chen Xiyang, with apologetic eyes: "I'm sorry, let me continue, you are an employee of the publishing house, you must have some internal policies on your side, and I am willing to cooperate with you, after all, we are all on our own. "

Ding Zhaoyan was obviously satisfied with his own statement, and excitedly changed the subject: "Just make a decision, it's not easy for us to come out for a trip, why don't we wander around?"

Gao Peng was a little dumbfounded: "Didn't you just start talking about the business, why did it end..."

"It's not a matter of rush, you just need to give him a letter of approval, and we'll talk about the specific issues later, and you should use it to relax on weekends!" Ding Zhaoyan carelessly took the guest's shoulders, "It is said that this park is like a park. The one above is the Suzhou Gardens, I haven’t been here before, let’s take a walk around and have a look.”

Although Chen Xiyang knew that the so-called publication of a book was just a pretext, he was considered a half-author, and it was a lie to say that he did not want to publish a book. He did prepare some questions that needed to be communicated before he came. There is no room for other things, and it is very decisive to kill the donkey.

He thought that staying would only upset Ding Zhaoyan, so it would be better to say goodbye first, but when his words of farewell came to his lips, he casually glanced to the side and saw a picture that had been chaotic in his mind day and night. Face.

"Aji?" Chen Xiyang felt that he was dreaming, and subconsciously stood up from the stone bench.

Lin Ji called brother, walked over slowly, smiled at Xu Donghai, and nodded at the remaining two.

Ding Zhaoyan sized him up for a moment, then looked at Chen Xiyang unconsciously with a bit of amusement: "Who is this?"

Chen Xiyang said calmly: "My brother."

Xu Donghai added with a smile: "I'm a younger brother."

Ding Zhaoyan had heard about it, and suddenly nodded: "Oh, I heard your two brothers mention it, but I was quite surprised, you seem to be the same age."

"I came here to play with my classmates, and when I saw you, I separated from them," Lin Ji looked at Chen Xiyang and explained proactively, and then asked, "I just heard you say that you are going to publish a book?"

Chen Xiyang couldn't refuse in front of the guests, so he could only bite the bullet and nod, Lin Ji immediately became excited: "That's great, Mom and Dad must be very happy to know!"

Because of Lin Ji's appearance, the topic came back again, Gao Peng said with a smile: "Brother Chen, after you finish the work, you can ask the agency to arrange a version number. As long as it is printed, I will ask the boss to buy it."

Seeing that he agreed so happily, Ding Zhaoyan was afraid that there would be no reason to get together again, so he hurriedly said: "Can you make a decision for your boss? There is no corresponding requirement for the content?"

Gaopeng hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "If you don't mind me pointing fingers, we can communicate on content and layout, and it's best to reach a consensus."

"I don't mind, I don't mind, he dares to mind!" Ding Zhaoyan smiled and made a decision for Chen Xiyang, "It just so happens that this little brother is also here, let's treat it as an autumn tour today, and don't talk about work!"

Among them, Ding Zhaoyan was the most extroverted, dragging the hesitant guests to the hinterland of the park, as if wanting to get rid of the disturbing people behind him, Chen Xiyang followed slowly, and at the same time cautiously Glancing beside him, he saw the bright smile on Lin Ji's face.

He coughed unnaturally: "Why are you so happy?"

"Brother, you're about to publish a book, aren't you happy?" Lin Ji asked him back, with a brisk tone, "Or is it not difficult for you, and you don't show your emotions?"

It was a long time ago that Lin Ji showed his emotions in front of him last time, and it seemed that he was really happy for him. Chen Xiyang sighed slightly in his heart, and said with a serious face: "There are variables before the end, don't be too happy, go Let's go to the garden area ahead and have a look."

The four of them threw themselves away one after the other in twos, and Xu Donghai, who was left at the end, scratched his head and scratched his head. He knew that Xia Jun had been called here today, making him a lonely person now.

But then Xu Donghai shook his head and laughed, what's wrong with him, let alone Ding Zhaoyan and Gaopeng, why does he somehow feel that Chen Xiyang and Lin Ji are a couple?Shaking his head to shake off his messy thoughts, Xu Donghai stepped forward to follow.

Facts have proved that this park is not so much imitating Suzhou gardens as it is slandering the other party. There are almost no rockeries, trees, pavilions and pavilions, just a broken pool with stones piled up without rules.But apart from Xu Donghai, none of the other four should be interested in appreciating the park.

Ding Zhaoyan leaned on the fence and looked into the pool indifferently. The stagnant water inside was almost dry. Maybe it was because he was mentally prepared in advance, or maybe everything he saw beside Gaopeng was beautiful. There was no expression on his face. Disappointed, he smiled casually: "Wait for the holiday, if I have time, I will take you to Suzhou to have a look at the real gardens."

Gaopeng reminded him not to get so close, and then he gave a wry smile with regret: "I've never been to such a far place... But maybe I don't have this chance."

Ding Zhaoyan looked at him and said with a smile: "You have no ambition at such a young age, do you think you are going to be crucified in this small town?"

Gaopeng smiled and didn't say anything else, but his fingers hooked each other unconsciously, apparently in a trance, Ding Zhaoyan resisted the desire to hold his hand or even kiss him, just taking advantage of the other party's distraction, She looked straight at him, no longer hiding the deep meaning in her eyes.

Ding Zhaoyan never thought that he could see such a clear expression in the eyes of an adult, Gao Peng is innocent and easy to be ashamed, like a piece of white paper that has not been smeared, he once again firmly believed that the other party is him in this life someone to look for.

At the moment when the breeze was blowing, Ding Zhaoyan suddenly wanted to save those high-sounding excuses and reasons, and tell the guests openly, I like you and I want to chase you, after all, he is not as cowardly as Chen Xiyang.

Thinking of this, Ding Zhaoyan looked into the distance, looking for the figure of that person, and finally saw a scene that made him think deeply.

Chen Xiyang and his younger brother were sitting under a tree together. Although his gaze fell far, far away, Ding Zhaoyan understood that he didn't really look into the distance.And Lin Ji on the side is even more interesting, keeping a deliberate distance from his brother, and trying not to look at him, his eyes are complicated and deep, but they are full of things that Ding Zhaoyan is familiar with.Ding Zhaoyan always felt that the two of them were hugging each other.

His eyes tightened, and he seemed to understand why Chen Xiyang shrank and resisted his fate so much. Relatively speaking, he, who was also walking on a detour, had fewer unnecessary thorns in the road ahead.

This discovery seems to have given Ding Zhaoyan great courage. His heartbeat became flustered for no reason, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "I don't know whether it is open or closed in this era. Obviously everyone is shouting to break the old thinking, but And he keeps secrets about many things, and the bookstores dare not even publish some books."

Gaopeng came back to look at him: "What book?"

"Bai Xianyong, a Taiwanese writer, "Nie Zi", have you read it?"

Ding Zhaoyan's heart was about to jump out, it was a novel about gay life.