The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

The dusk on the mountain road burned through most of the sky, and dyed the matte black front cover of the off-road vehicle with a layer of gold.

Ji Zongming called up the music, and randomly picked a song from the R&B playlist to fill the slightly restrained silence in the carriage.

The evening light was very suitable for Huo Chuxiao, leaving a rare brilliance on his fair face, and even the eyes that always looked cold and distant were blended into a soft honey color.

It's a pity that it doesn't feel good to stare directly at the eyes. It didn't take long for Huo Chuxiao to put down the light shield, and Ji Zongming, the driver, couldn't be careless. He looked straight ahead and said, "Help me take off the sunglasses, it's in the armrest box. "

Huo Chuxiao obeyed, and thoughtfully propped up the mirror legs and handed them over.

Ji Zongming glanced at him before putting on the sunglasses, "Thank you."

I don't know if it's Huo Chuxiao's illusion, but the atmosphere seems to be less rigid.

He looked at the scenery outside the window, looking down from the mountain, his vision was always wide, and his mood became lighter.

Even in the mood to enjoy the music.

Huo Chuxiao said casually, "Giveon's song is really nice."

Wearing sunglasses, Ji Zongming couldn't see his eyes, but he turned his head at a small angle, probably looking at him.

"Heartbreak anniversary, live is better than recording studio." Ji Zongming turned the steering wheel skillfully along the winding mountain road at a constant speed, and opened the off-road panoramic sunroof. Occasionally a few petals are brought in.

It's really cool to drive off-road while wearing a black supercar, Huo Chuxiao thought silently.Moreover, the wind blows the stand-up collar of Ji Zongming's windbreaker, bringing out his cold jaw angle even more. This is actually a picture that reflects his personality. If it is sketched, it will probably be a dynamic picture.

Although there is no pen and paper at hand, Painter Huo has already started to compose the picture in his heart and make a draft...

"I thought you wouldn't listen to this kind of blues melody at all." Ji Zongming said suddenly.

Huo Chuxiao was curious: "Then what will I listen to?"

Ji Zongming: "...Symphony? Or some experimental song. Don't you all have a very bad taste in art?"

Huo Chuxiao: "Are you trying to say that I'm not easy to get along with?"

Ji Zongming was startled.Although he and Huo Chuxiao had almost no communication during the time they lived together, and there was a lot of unpleasantness at first, but if someone really asked him if Huo Chuxiao was difficult to get along with...he thought the answer should be no.

If a person just doesn't fit in, it's not a problem at all.Maybe it's just because he is not within the range of Huo Chuxiao's friendship.After all, he didn't seem taciturn when chatting with Alyona.

He was about to say no, but Huo Chuxiao interpreted his silence as tacit consent, and said with a faint smile: "Compared to Chu Hong, I'm definitely not easy to get along with."

Ji Zongming frowned after hearing this.As a leader, he has been with Huo Chuhong for some time. Although he is not directly related, he can't see him when he looks down. Huo Chuhong is also a person who knows how to deal with things. It is difficult for him to ignore the existence of this person.

And the feeling Huo Chuhong gave him was far from comfortable.At least it's not as comfortable as being with Huo Chuxiao.That kid always has his own ideas. Although he is only one or two years younger than him, Ji Zongming always has the feeling that he can't see through this person.If you insist that the city is deep, it doesn't count, but it definitely can't be called simple.

At least far less innocent than his silly brother.

Ji Zongming understands that as an illegitimate child, it is normal for him not to be taken seriously at home, and Luo Xuexuan, who is the head of the family, has no blood relationship with him, and it is only natural that they get along poorly.As for Huo Chuxiao, the eldest son of a serious family, he has become like this. If you put it nicely, it's called separation, and if you put it badly, it's called kicking out. Ji Zongming is deeply puzzled.

Based on his experience of going to Huo's house for dinner, he can conclude that Huo Chuxiao's situation in the family is definitely quite bleak.

However, every time Huo Chuhong talked about brotherhood and family relationship, he always looked peaceful.

This is also one of the reasons why he felt disobedient, which greatly reduced Huo Chuhong's credibility.

He glanced at Huo Chuxiao, and suddenly felt worthless for this person who might have been living under the shadow of his younger brother.

"Exquisite, long-sleeved and good at dancing, it's not easy to get along with, it can only be called shrewd."

Huo Chuxiao was a little surprised. Although his social ability was almost equal to a negative value, what Ji Zongming said was making fun of Huo Chuhong, right?

The two had a fight?Delicate and exquisite... Could it be that he was jealous when he saw Qi Lang and Chu Hong say a few more words?

Huo Chuxiao thought: Well, it must be like this.

Ji Zongming glanced at him again, thought for a while, as if he had made up his mind, and finally decided: "Huo Chuxiao, I heard a very ridiculous thing a while ago. Someone told me that you thought I was talking to you Huo Chuhong dating?"

……

Huo Chuxiao felt a gear in his mind suddenly stuck.

Did he hear correctly?Is Ji Zongming going to have a showdown with him?Right now?

Suddenly, without warning, on the way back from a trip?

He subconsciously thinks that this is a key plot, which determines whether his life can be smooth and safe in the future, and whether he can die.After all, if Ji Zongming thinks that he wants to intervene in the relationship between the two, it is still unknown whether the plot will develop like the original novel...

Huo Chuxiao felt nervous in front of Ji Zongming for the first time, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Oh, yes. Don't worry, I will respect blessings."

He consciously expressed the open-mindedness of the prime minister who can pull a boat and let the birds fly in the sea, just waiting for the protagonist to thank, thank you, and wish you happiness, a set of three.

As a result, there was a clucking sound as the palms of the hands were tightly grasping the leather and rubbing against it.

Then, there was the sound of Ji Zongming gnashing his teeth.

"Mr. Huo, what did I do wrong to become such an inferior and immoral image in your eyes?"

Huh?What is this nonsense?

Huo Chuxiao turned his head strangely, only to realize that Boss Ji seemed to be grinding his teeth with anger.

"What is there about Huo Chuhong that I like? Taking a step back, even if I am really blind and fall in love with him, can I ignore the relationship between him and you, me and you, so completely irrelevant?" Going out with him with a burden? In your eyes, am I this kind of beast whose lower body decides the head?"

Huo Chuxiao blinked, but didn't understand.

What does Ji Zongming mean?Is he saying that he doesn't like Huo Chuhong at all?But... not right.

That's not how the script was written.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Ji Zongming gestured decisively to him, "Let me finish first. I have never met anyone similar to you, and I don't understand art at all. Understand what kind of weird brain circuit you have in that little head full of oil paint. But obviously our relationship has been messed up by this preconceived marriage, so that we have never been able to say a word in a normal capacity , you don't understand me, and I don't understand you, but I think my private life is very clean, and I never get too involved with anyone. During the time I lived with you, have you ever seen me and Huo Chuhong talk on the phone once? Is it?"

Huo Chuxiao was taken aback by his aura, and said blankly, "No."

"Then I brought him back once?"

"No."

"Then how did your extremely smart, astonishingly talented and beautiful head analyze that I was dating him!?"

It can't be said that he turned over the script in advance.Huo Chuxiao could only say: "...you drive him home."

"Twice," Ji Zongming held up two fingers, "twice in total. One time was because he asked for leave to have dinner with you, and I was fed up with sleeping on the company sofa and decided to go home, so I came to you. So stop by. The second time I was invited to your house for dinner, is he your family member? Am I going to leave him behind and drive to pick you up alone? Even if I don't like Huo Chuhong, there's no reason to be so stingy!"

It was the first time that Ji Zongming said so many words in front of him. Although Huo Chuxiao was still confused, he accurately grasped the point: I don't like Huo Chuhong.

Ji Zongming actually said that he didn't like Huo Chuhong.

"So in the future, can you stop being affectionate for others, and deliberately push me towards him, as if you want to match us up? Let me tell you very bluntly now, I don't like anyone, and I don't want to be with anyone at all. Have a relationship, understand?"

Huo Chuxiao nodded hesitantly and slowly, "...Understood."

"very good."

Ji Zongming said with satisfaction.

He was obviously still full of anger just now, but when he heard Huo Chuxiao's understanding, he was much calmer.

It seemed that just confirming that Huo Chuxiao no longer misunderstood him, he felt refreshed physically and mentally.

And Huo Chuxiao kept his pupils quake during the second half of his journey home.

After all, the protagonist Gong suddenly said in front of him that he wanted Dumei... Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Painter Huo was confused, but Painter Huo didn't understand.

So Painter Huo decided to go to sleep, the setting sun shone warmly on his body, whatever, it was over.

Ji Zongming continued to coil the mountain path chicly, occasionally glancing at Huo Chuxiao's peaceful sleeping face under the setting sun, and was even in the mood to hum a few lines along with the stereo...

As night fell, the bar street in Chengxi District gradually became noisy.

In a high-end bar, the waiter used a tray to hold two bottles of red wine that the customer had just ordered, and walked all the way to the VIP room on the second floor.

He knocked on the heavy door, and after getting a response, he opened the door and entered.

"excuse me."

There were several young men and women sitting on the couch in the private room, one of them was particularly good-looking, under the dim light, one could see sword eyebrows and high nose, long legs slouched up, a man and a woman were leaning on their arms, showing courteousness .

"I said Qi Lang, your appetite has changed since you went abroad? I remembered that you were only a vegetarian, why are you still a vegetarian now?"

Qi Lang picked up the cigarette in his mouth, motioned the duckling beside him to hold it for him, took a sip from the wine glass, then smiled at the woman on the other side: "Sally, beat him up, this kid said you are a vegetarian. "

The wine girl smiled and punched him in the chest, but said nothing.

The fox friends and dog friends around him started to tease him.

"It's not unusual. Our old Qi's appearance is good. When he was in middle school, there were little boys in the school who pestered him. Now he doesn't taboo meat and vegetables. That's for the benefit of the society... "

"Really? No matter how old a middle school student is, there are rabbits?"

"Hey, let's say you're outdated. Qi Lang, what was the name of that idiot at that time? I remember that he was also a well-known name in our circle... Huo Chuxiao! Isn't it! That wimpy boss of the Huo family, haha!"

"Don't be fooling me, Huo Chuxiao? Qi Lang, really?"

Under the flickering lights, Qi Lang didn't answer, but took a sip of wine with a frivolous expression, as if thinking of something, he sneered.

"Why am I lying to you? By the way, isn't our high school celebrating soon? Maybe we can meet him then."

"Really?" Qi Lang said slowly, every single word seemed to be played around.

He raised his wine glass and looked at the grotesque reflection on the glass seriously, as if he could see the face he met on the mountain.

"Huo Chuxiao..." He murmured in a low voice, his eyes deep.

"Who would have thought that we would meet again."

The author says:

I first put a little Ji who was air-fried and then quickly smoothed over here.jpg

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