The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

Probably through the phone, Ji Zongming's voice sounded very frivolous, as if he was pretending to be frivolous to cover up his anxiety.

Huo Chuxiao gritted her teeth and didn't reply.

He said in his heart that he regretted it now, is there still time?

Because he was really moved.

This sounds a bit mundane, as if Ji Zongming used money to measure the relationship between them. To him, the astronomical wealth of the Ji family is not as important as Huo Chuxiao in his heart.

But this process of materialization is still very fascinating, as if something that was originally illusory and untouchable has an anchor of its value.

But what moved him the most was that Ji Zongming didn't intend to tell himself about it from the very beginning.

He would rather clumsily send himself roses with messy flower language, brownies made by the most authentic masters he found only after traveling all over the city, and handicrafts collected from half of Europe, than to be simple and relaxed, but also very handsome Tell him honestly, what did I give up for you.

Even though Ji Zongming repeatedly emphasized how insignificant this money is to him, and how amazing AZ's current daily turnover is, Huo Chuxiao still couldn't help but care.

He thought for a long time, and finally chose to be honest with Ji Zongming: "A little bit."

"Just a little?" Ji Zongming exaggeratedly sighed, "Then I'm afraid I'll sell AZ now, and it's only enough to get you a little more excitement. Do all big artists treat money like dung like this?"

Huo Chuxiao was amused by him and smiled, "If you have the ability, you can tell me this in person."

His sentence was also a joke, but Ji Zongming pondered for a few seconds seriously, and replied: "There will be a meeting in a few minutes, I must attend. What about at night? Remember the art district we didn't go to that time?" , I heard that there will be a carnival tonight, this time, come with me. Just think of it for the sake of Ji's family's money, which is only enough for your heartbeat once. "

When Huo Chuxiao heard that he was still busy with work, he felt a little uneasy. He wondered if he was taking up too much of his time?Knowing that Ji Zongming is a competent president who never delays his work, he was in a hurry to hang up the phone.

But Ji Zongming refused, saying: "There are still a few minutes left, let's talk."

It happened that Matisse also walked up to Huo Chuxiao's feet, grabbed his pajama pants and wanted to climb up on him, humming and chirping to be coquettish, Huo Chuxiao suddenly felt that this person and dog were a bit clingy, so he couldn't help saying deliberately: "What are you talking about?" , I'll see you tonight."

"I want to hear you." Ji Zongming whispered, as if there were people around, afraid of being overheard.

Don't talk about him, Huo Chuxiao also blushed a little when he heard this. He was alone at home, and couldn't help but look around, for fear that an acquaintance would pop out and laugh at his current appearance.

"President Ji!" Someone could be heard calling Ji Zongming from afar, and Huo Chuxiao knew that there was no longer any delay, so he quickly said something and hung up the phone.

Before the call was cut off, Ji Zongming could still be heard angrily yelling at the employee that I got it, then turned his head and softened his tone to say something to him.

Huo Chuxiao clutched the phone, thinking about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

childish.he said in his heart.

However, in the evening, he still carefully selected his clothes and arranged his hairstyle, vaguely looking forward to his date with Ji Zongming who did not pretend to be a date.

He sent a text message in advance to ask if he could take Matisse with him. After all, he couldn't bear to leave the puppy alone at home and go out to have fun by himself.

The last time he came back from Sicily, Matisse was so wronged that no matter how well he was taken care of in other people's homes, he still prayed to the Lord.

Fortunately, that art block was originally a semi-open-air event venue, with a large square in the middle and various shops on the side, so it was suitable for walking the dog, not to mention that Matisse was still young, so there was no need to worry about scaring passers-by.

Ji Zongming seemed a little unhappy, as if he was dissatisfied with someone else, oh no, it was someone else who interfered in his and Huo Chuxiao's two-person tour, but he couldn't be too stingy, so he agreed awkwardly.

The original plan was to wait for him at Ji Zongming's company, but before leaving, Huo Chuxiao answered his call, saying that the meeting time had been extended, and he didn't know what time he would get off work, so he had to let Huo Chuxiao go there first to take a stroll, and he waited. Class, coming later.

Huo Chuxiao didn't feel unhappy at all, but instead asked, "Is it because the company has too many things to do, or another day is fine... Anyway, I'm free now."

Ji Zongming said excitedly, no, it’s just a little later, and today’s event, if it’s changed, it’ll be gone tomorrow.

Huo Chuxiao couldn't hold back him, so he had to go first.

When we arrived at the place, it turned out to be more lively than expected. Probably the people invited by the event organizers specially arranged a few floats. Everyone could sign graffiti on the car body at will, and many people surrounded it.

However, there were very few people with dogs. Matisse was cute and attracted many people to play with him. Fortunately, he was much more outgoing and lively than Huo Chuxiao, and he basically completed social tasks for his master.

Many people paid attention to him, several people seemed to recognize him, Huo Chuxiao was afraid of causing trouble, so he hurriedly put on a mask.He was also a little thankful that he did not expose Matisse on the Internet, so others could not recognize him through dogs.

He strolled around for a while, and saw a staff member in a doll costume distributing hot air balloons in the crowd. It was quite eye-catching, and the balloons he gave were also suitable for the occasion. They were all spray-painted with works of art masters. Huo Chuxiao glanced at them I recognized several works, and I couldn't help but be attracted to them, and I also planned to buy two for fun.

When the teddy bear saw him, he enthusiastically handed over a balloon. Huo Chuxiao saw that it was his own painting.

"Thank you." He pulled his mask and whispered.

The doll greeted him with a cute way of waving.

Huo Chuxiao wanted to take a picture of him, and wanted to take a picture of his whole body from a distance, but the doll followed him and waved his hand again.

Huo Chuxiao didn't understand, but in the next second, he was hugged by that doll, and there were voices of envy all around.

He was thin, hugged, and almost buried his whole body on the doll, and he was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.

On the contrary, Matisse kept turning around the doll, and finally sat upright, and started barking at him.

Huo Chuxiao hurriedly said, "Matisse, stop barking."

But the little German Shepherd was disobedient, and kept barking, and even went up and bit the doll's foot.

Huo Chuxiao couldn't ignore it now, so he simply picked up the dog and apologized to that doll.

The doll touched Matisse's head, and seemed to shake his head at Huo Chuxiao, but this doll costume was too big, and it took a lot of movement.

Huo Chuxiao was planning to try to contact Ji Zongming after saying goodbye, but the doll suddenly made a move towards him.

Huo Chuxiao was stunned for an instant.

The doll stretched out its hand and waved it very cleanly by its side.

It was a movement that Huo Chuxiao was very familiar with, so familiar that he could distinguish it even through the bulky doll costume.

It was a military gesture, which meant to move forward.

Ji Zongming often does it.

Huo Chuxiao was almost dumbfounded. He looked at the arm that made the gesture, and then looked up at the doll.

The doll saw that he had discovered it, and immediately shook his head happily.It doesn't look like Ji Zongming's actions at all.

But this person is Ji Zongming.

"You are..." Huo Chuxiao wanted to say something, but the doll suddenly grabbed his hand and started running in one direction.

The huge doll costumes made them very eye-catching in the crowd, and many people stopped to watch and take pictures, thinking that a teddy bear pulling a young man with a dog in his arms and running wildly all the way could be regarded as a performance art.

The half-grown puppy in his arms was still barking all the way.

Huo Chuxiao followed the big doll, running step by step, looking at that funny figure, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

It's like a weird elopement.

There was no wind tonight, but Huo Chuxiao only felt the cool wind blowing against his face as he followed Ji Zongming, making him almost fly up.

They didn't run for a long time, and Ji Zongming didn't lead him to run blindly. Soon, the two of them ran to a house intercepted by a guard. It seemed that they were behind the scenes of this carnival, which surprised Huo Chuxiao. Yes, Ji Zongming actually held up a task card, passed the checkpoint, and successfully brought himself in.

There are some staff who are busy decorating the floats and preparing for the stage performance for a while. Seeing such an eye-catching doll running in, no one pays attention, and they all seem to be used to it.

The doll graciously pulled Huo Chuxiao into the elevator on one side, and pressed the button to go straight to the top floor.

At this moment, everyone was busy with their own affairs, and there were only two of them in the big elevator, but Ji Zongming still didn't take off his headgear, but stood motionless facing the button panel of the elevator, and didn't look back at Huo Chuxiao.

Huo Chuxiao had no choice but to stretch out his hand and poke him. He didn't know whether the doll's clothes were thick or not, and whether his own strength could be felt by him.

But Ji Zongming still didn't look back, and didn't make a sound.

Huo Chuxiao was completely confused now, he called out tentatively: "Ji Zongming? I know it's you."

The elevator door opened, the doll gestured to him again, and walked out.

Only then did Huo Chuxiao realize that they had reached the top of the tallest building in this area.

The surrounding street scenes are unobstructed, and the lively voice is conveyed to the upper part, which is a little hazy.

Ji Zongming walked to the very edge of the roof, leaned against the railing, took off his hood, and looked back at Huo Chuxiao.

It's already spring now, but the doll's clothes are terribly stuffy. His whole body is as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. His forehead hair is sticking to his eyebrows. Looking back at Huo Chuxiao, his eyes seemed to be filled with water. Shining brightly.

When Huo Chuxiao saw his face, he didn't dare to approach him, put down Matisse, and stood there hesitantly.

The puppy ran to Ji Zongming's legs quickly, jumping up and down, as if showing off that he had already smelled him.

Ji Zongming rubbed Matisse's head, and praised: "Good dog. I can smell it even when I'm dressed like this."

Huo Chuxiao just stepped forward and said softly, "Why are you dressed like this...Didn't you say you are in a meeting at the company?"

Ji Zongming had already taken off his full set of doll costumes, and was squatting down to have a fight with Matisse. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled at him, "Isn't this a surprise for you. Do you like it?" He pointed at the one with his chin Bear doll.

Huo Chuxiao pursed her lips, "Why did you hug me all of a sudden just now, to scare me?"

Ji Zongming heheed twice, as if a little shy, touched his nose and said, "Yes, I think you are cute. I wear this big doll costume, which makes you look smaller."

Huo Chuxiao: "I'm older than you!"

Ji Zongming raised his eyes to look at him, and the hot emotions in his eyes were about to overflow, burning Huo Chuxiao until he lost all confidence.

Having played enough with Matisse, Ji Zongming stood up and said, "There will be a drone show in a while, it's higher up here, so you can see it more clearly, and it's not as crowded as the bottom. I'm here to bring you, I specially went to ask for a part-time job with the organizer this time."

He pulled Huo Chuxiao over and whispered in his ear, "I can't set off fireworks or drones for you here, okay?"

Huo Chuxiao felt that only his own heartbeat and Ji Zongming's breathing were left in the world.He couldn't say a word, he just nodded stiffly.

Ji Zongming smiled reassuringly, turned over his body, covered his eyes, pressed his ear again and said, "Chuxiao, listen to my countdown, five, four..."

Huo Chuxiao swallowed nervously, and continued to count: "Three, two, one."

Ji Zongming's hand covering his eyes suddenly moved away, and Huo Chuxiao only saw rows of neat drones suddenly appearing on the endless clear night sky in front of him, with small lights flashing, and they pieced together a shape.

Huo Chuxiao could hear exclamations from the crowd downstairs.

He knew what those people were surprised about.

Because those drones, every pattern spelled out is his painting.

The boring sketches, the decorative paintings on the wall at home, the award-winning works...and, the mural designed for AZ.

Those who screamed would not know, but Huo Chuxiao could recognize it just by looking at it.

At the moment of recognition, he also felt tears welling up in his eyes.

And Huo Chuxiao herself didn't even know why tears appeared.

He is very happy, he should be smiling.

Why cry.

Ji Zongming was sweating profusely, standing less than half a meter behind him, almost touching his back to his chest, the man's hot breath was close at hand, he could even hear Ji Zongming still panting slightly.

A person with such good physical fitness is tired like this because of him.Huo Chuxiao didn't even know how long he had been waiting underneath wearing this bulky clothes in order to wait for him.

He could only raise his head desperately, his eyes widened, and he tried to look at those lights with eyes that had already been taxed, as if he wanted to remember every light in his heart.

"Chuxiao," Ji Zongming suddenly whispered.

He turned his head.

All he could see was Ji Zongming's hot and serious eyes staring at him.

"Can I kiss you?"

Downstairs suddenly played familiar music, Giveon's Fornight.The song they heard on the winding mountain road when they came back from the mountain.

Soothing strings, heart-beating drums.

Before kissing, Ji Zongming said to him: "Close your eyes."

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-3020:59:40~2022-07-3120:06:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 orange gardenia;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Liangsheng; 1 bottle of static;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!