After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

She stared up and down at her son in disbelief, and then found that the more she looked, the more angry she was, and she simply sent him away: "I want to drink juice, you go and buy it for me."

In order to give herself enough time to calm down, Zhong Lingxiu waved her hand and pointed directly across the street: "I want to drink from that shop."

Yu Ci: "..."

"Okay." He rubbed between his brows: "Stay here and don't go, I'll be back soon."

His mother is a road idiot, this is what Yu Ci was told by his father since he was a child.

Zhong Ling didn't look at him, but didn't move.

Yu Ci was relieved.

He glanced at his phone and walked to the intersection.

The temperature at night dropped a little fast.In the afternoon, I only need to wear simple long sleeves. At night, the cold wind seeps into the collar, making my hands and feet feel cold.

Yu Ci is not afraid of the cold, but at this moment, he is also slightly chilled by the night wind.

I don't know when there were some fine raindrops on the tips of my hair.

It's raining.

Yu Ci turned around and glanced behind him, his dear mother had already held up the umbrella and was staring eagerly at a barbecue stand not far away.

He raised his eyebrows and looked away.

The sidewalk at the intersection is just a red light.

Yu Ci stopped in front of the zebra crossing, his eyes casually fell on the opposite side of the road.

Compared with the dense lanterns on this side of the road, there are only a few yellowish street lights on the opposite street, and under the street lights, someone is holding a black umbrella and walking towards the hazy rain.

The visitor was wearing a long windbreaker, his face was covered by a pure black umbrella, and his hands outside the umbrella were exposed. One of his hands was in the pocket of his coat, and the other hand was holding on to the handle of the umbrella. Yingying light.

A big car just passed by, and the dazzling headlights illuminated his right hand holding the umbrella.

On the cold white wrist, a bright red rope swayed slightly, and the white jade connected in series on the red rope shone with a warm luster under the light of the car lights.

Yu Ci recognized the bracelet.

He drove for three or four hours a few days ago to the most famous Nanhua Temple in the neighboring city to ask for it, including the warm-colored white jade, and asked the master to consecrate it-this is the red rope on the Qiulu Temple Inspiration for him.

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, and the emotions in his heart suddenly surged.

He stood at the intersection, watching the man across the road coming towards him.

The person's steps are not big, the speed is not fast, neither fast nor slow, every step seems to be measured.The fine raindrops fell on his shoe, and then gathered into water droplets, which slid down when he lifted his foot.

He stopped at the opposite intersection.

Yu Ci raised his eyelids, and glanced at the jumping red numbers on the opposite side.

3, 2, 1.

The green light is on.

He raised his eyes and stepped on the zebra crossing.

The person opposite also stepped down the stone steps at the same time.

After walking a few steps head-on, the black umbrella was finally lifted up a bit.

At the right time, there was a breeze sandwiching the rain, and under the illumination of the headlights on both sides, the rain, which was visible under the light of the car lights on both sides, was carried by the wind and sucked into the bottom of the umbrella, blowing towards the person under the umbrella, and finally fell on the slightly drooping eyelashes of the person under the umbrella above.

The rain, which has not yet found its place, swirls, lightly intruding into someone's collar.

The cold white neck was aroused by the coolness with a slight pimple.

Shi Jin suddenly smelled a familiar scent in the chilly night wind.

He stretched out his hands to gather the collar that was blown away by the evening wind, and raised his eyelids.

The footsteps walking the same distance suddenly stopped for two seconds.

Shi Jin was slightly absent-minded, a familiar face was imprinted in her clear eyes—brows and eyes open, bright in color.

"... Yu Ci?"

"Don't stand still." Yu Ci raised the end of his eyes, and naturally took Shi Jin's hand: "The red light is about to turn on."

He walked across the road with Shi Jin, his tall body shielded from the night wind blowing from the side: "Is it cold?"

Shi Jin's gaze fell on the hand he was holding her, and his brain was a little dull before he recovered.

Hearing the question, he hesitated at first, then shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

Yu Ci turned his head to look at him, raised the tails of his eyes along the young man's rain-stained eyelashes, fell to his light-colored lips, and finally condensed on his pimple-like neck, with a half-smile: "It's okay?"

He led the people across the road, looked around, and quickly landed not far away: "Stand here and wait for me."

When Shi Jin raised his head, Yu Ci's figure strode to the right with big strides.

He watched him walk all the way to a dessert cart, and quickly came back with two glasses of something.

Shi Jin stood in place, watching the man's tall figure walking towards him with the night wind all the way, the rain falling from the top of his head fell lightly on the ends of his hair, embellishing the top strands of hair with a bright light.

Shi Jin pursed her lips, and walked towards Yu Ci clinging to the black umbrella.

The wide umbrella fell on top of the man's head.

With a smile on the corner of Yu Ci's mouth, he handed the cup in his hand to Shi Jin: "Where are you going?"

The warm white paper cup is warm to the touch, and the sweet milk fragrance diffuses through the mouth of the cup.

Shi Jin's hand clenched the cup unconsciously, he was a little taken aback when he heard the question, and then shook his head slightly: "...just take a stroll."

Getting off the car was originally a whim, and he didn't have a definite destination.

"Would you mind joining me?" Yu Ci asked.

After a pause, he remembered something, and added: "And my mother."

And... Yu Ci's mother?

It seems a little sudden.

Shi Jin pursed her lips, and was about to say the words of refusal.

"Aci!"

Zhong Ling, who had been waiting for her son for a long time, couldn't wait anymore. She followed the direction Yu Ci had just left to find her, and saw her son standing on the side of the road, and there seemed to be someone standing opposite.

He has white skin in a black windbreaker, a tall figure, and a cool demeanor. Although his face is hidden by a black umbrella, he is a handsome guy just from his demeanor.

Zhong Ling's eyes lit up instantly. She carried her bag and walked towards the side of the road in an elegant manner: "A Ci."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows and looked away: "My mother is here."

It is impolite to turn away from someone who has already arrived.

Shi Jin pursed her lips, suppressed the inexplicable tension in her heart, and turned around.

Zhong Ling also happened to stop, looking up with an elegant smile.

Looking at each other, both of them were startled.

Zhong Ling came back to her senses first, the smile on her face widened rapidly, and her eyes sparkled: "Shi, it's you."

Shi Jin: "Aunt Zhong, what a coincidence."

Zhong Ling's face almost burst into a smile: "Yes, yes, this is such a coincidence."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You know each other?"

"I know, of course I know." Zhong Ling nodded, and she glanced at Yu Ci as she spoke, "Do you still remember the time I called you to go to China World Trade Center for dinner? That's the day I met Xiao Xiao."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Shijin again, with a kind smile on her face: "Xiaoshi, you see, we are really destined."

"I was talking about you to Ah Ci just now, but now I meet you."

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows: "When did you tell me..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered something.

When Zhong Ling saw him like this, a cunning flashed in her eyes, she purposely raised her voice: "That's when I wanted to introduce Xiao to you, and I also said that I wanted to introduce him to you as a boy—"

"Mom!" Yu Ci interrupted Zhong Ling's words.

He stuffed the drink he bought together with the bag into Zhong Ling's hand: "Mom, drink the drink you want while it's hot." Don't talk.

Zhong Ling understood the subtext of his words, glanced at the cup in her hand, raised her delicately trimmed eyebrows slightly: "Isn't what I want juice? You bought it..."

She sniffed, her eyes turned around the cup in Shijin's hand, and the smile in her eyes deepened: "My cup seems to be milk."

Yu speech paused slightly.Immediately without changing expression: "The juice is sold out, you can drink it later."

Zhong Ling glanced at the juice shop across the street, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said nothing.

She turned her head to look at Shijin, with a smile on her face: "Did you plan to visit Flower Street when I was young?"

Shi Jin nodded: "Yes, Aunt Zhong."

"Very good, very good." Zhong Ling smiled: "Ah Ci and I also came to visit the flower street, but I am not interested in this flower street. It happens that you also want to go shopping, or how about this."

She looked at Shi Jin with a full smile: "It's boring to go shopping in Flower Street alone, you two are companions, just let me, an old guy, go home and rest?"

"By the way, I just brought an umbrella." Zhong Ling blinked: "I'll be in trouble later, you and Ah Ci held an umbrella together."

After receiving Shi Jin's promise, Zhong Ling simply turned his head and left. Before leaving, he still gave his son a meaningful look: Come on, son.

Yu Ci: "..."

Shi Jin pursed her lips and raised her umbrella a little higher: "Let's go?"

"Let's go." Yu Ci took the umbrella from Shi Jin's hand: "I'll do it."

Shi Jin let go of her hand, and the black umbrella handle fell into a big palm instead.The hand suddenly fell empty, and there was a cool wind and an umbrella rolled into the palm.

He lowered his eyelids, and quietly covered the paper cup with his hand.

The temperature of the milk warmed the slightly cool palms through the paper cups, and when she turned her face to the side, her eyes were quiet: "Where shall we go first?"

Yu Ci: "Aren't you going to visit Flower Street? Go and have a look first."

Flower Street is the street full of lanterns that Shi Jin saw in the taxi just now.

The surrounding area is very lively, there are young people in fashionable clothes everywhere, and vendors selling all kinds of gadgets are lined up on the side of the street, actively selling their products to the customers on the street.

There are several high and low platforms in the distance, the place illuminated by colorful stage lights is bright, and brisk singing sounds from the platforms.

The sound of singing on the stage, the chatter and laughter of tourists on the road and the cries of vendors on the street, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, but unexpectedly they don't feel noisy, but instead add to the joyful festival atmosphere.

Shi Jin seldom goes out, let alone visits Flower Street.Therefore, everything on the street is new to him at this time.

He was holding warm milk, and his amber eyes fell on the street stall. His usually clear eyes had a slight smile at some point.

There was a burst of applause from the crowd in front of him.

Shi Jin's gaze was attracted to him.

Yu Ci glanced at it from a distance: "It's a piano."

There is a square in the middle of Flower Street, and a piano will be placed on the square during the National Day, and anyone who wants to play can go there.

He saw the anticipation in Shi Jin's eyes, and curled his lips: "Go and have a look."

When they passed by, the performer had just finished playing a song, and was bending over to thank the scene as if playing a treasure.

His girlfriend stood aside and greeted him with a smile as he stepped out of the piano.

There are not many people who can play the piano. After the man left with his girlfriend, the piano was vacant.

The onlookers left the square one after another and went to the stage further away.

Shi Jin was slightly disappointed, he pursed his lips: "I didn't catch up."

Yu Ci turned his head to look at him, with the tails of his eyes raised: "Like the piano?"

Shi Jin hummed lightly.

"What do you want to hear?"