The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

When the two returned to the living room, a game of chess had already been finished, and Huo Yuanshan, as the loser, was cleaning up the chessboard, and he saw them when he looked up.

"Finished talking?"

After all, he and Ji Shen looked at each other with the same thoughts.

Huo Chuxiao ignored him, went to the coat rack and picked up the backpack, looking like he was about to leave.

Ji Shen's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly gestured to Ji Zongming who was following behind him: "Zong Ming, send someone off, drive the car away, and then I will take a taxi home directly."

Huo Chuxiao: "Don't bother." He looked at Huo Yuanshan, "Dad, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first, and I'll talk to my mom."

Huo Yuanshan frowned: "What's the rush? You left before the guests?"

"In-laws are not considered guests. Uncle Ji, goodbye."

Hearing his words, Ji Shen couldn't be happier, nodded repeatedly, and kept winking at his son, finally heard Ji Zongming say as he wished, "I'll see you off."

Huo Chuxiao glanced at him and didn't refuse again.

After he got out, he said: "My umbrella is too small, it can't fit two people."

Ji Zongming smiled indifferently: "I didn't intend to send you off either, just pretending."

Huo Chuxiao nodded in satisfaction.

He took out his mobile phone and called an express car, held an umbrella and walked down the steps of the villa. When he reached the end of the grass-covered bluestone path, he stopped suddenly.

Looking back, Ji Zongming was still standing there, as if he was looking at his back.

The rain slid down from the umbrella, like beads with a broken thread. He turned to the man standing in the middle of the two rows of beads and said, "Are you free next Saturday at eight o'clock?"

Ji Zongming didn't expect his sudden question, and thought for a while before he said, "I'm free. What's the matter?"

"Wait for me at the Azure Cafe by the Xishui Bridge in the east of the city. I have something to talk to you about."

"Can't we talk now?"

"No. This matter cannot be discussed at my house, and..." Huo Chuxiao saw the high beams of a car shining over, and the dripping water was particularly dazzling.

"The car I called is coming soon."

Ji Zongming seemed to have sized him up for two seconds, his drooping eyes narrowed slightly, and his sword eyebrows exuded an unruly smell. He stood apart in front of the composite door of his villa, stepping on a few withered boots on his water-stained boots. Rose petals, out of thin air, give birth to a temperament that runs rampant in gunpowder smoke.

For those who have served in the army, even a simple and relaxed standing posture is domineering and awe-inspiring.

From a painter's point of view, Huo Chuxiao has a great desire to create for the picture in front of him, but he doesn't like the person in front of him.

Regardless of whether it was the past self or the current self, it was absolutely impossible for him to get along happily with this kind of person.Probably because of the disharmony in the aura.

Ji Zongming didn't show any extra expressions. From this point of view, they still have some similarities.

"do not be late."

he said before turning back to the house.

Huo Chuxiao got into the taxi, thinking to himself, this person really doesn't talk much.

Just like when they came out to smoke just now, Huo Chuxiao emptied his mind to think about things, Ji Zongming also followed in silence, the two of them looked at the rain under the eaves and did not speak.

In contrast, Chuhong's somewhat familiar and outgoing personality is suitable for him.

He left early, and those two should be able to have a few more words.

The phone vibrated slightly, Huo Chuxiao glanced at it, and after seeing the name of the letterer, his originally blurred eyes immediately became clear.

Du Shaoning: My brother is triumphant, with good news and bad news, which one to listen to first?

Huo Chuxiao: Tell me.

Du Shaoning: Baby, you are so cold, you were not like this before.

Huo Chuxiao: Tell me.

Du Shaoning: ...

Du Shaoning: Honey, you are so hot.

The fingertips holding the phone were tightened slightly, showing the master's dissatisfaction at the moment.

Du Shaoning: Well, I won't tease you anymore, it's really boring~ Hold on and sit down, the good news is that the resume you entrusted me to deliver a few days ago has been delivered to the studio, and the message you just sent back to me this afternoon is stable !

Huo Chuxiao was not very excited, he didn't even have any emotional fluctuations, he just continued to type flatly, as if what the other party said just now was not that he successfully applied for a first-class oil painting studio, but what he would eat tomorrow.

Huo Chuxiao: There is more.

Du Shaoning: The bad news... is that you will resume your status as a social animal next Monday, sorry~

Comes with a frivolous and childish crying face emoji.

Huo Chuxiao pressed the phone to turn off the phone, and the movement of returning to the car seat finally revealed a sense of relief.

He looked at the weird and colorful bustling street scene distorted by the rain, and unconsciously evoked a faint smile.

A new life is about to start, just wait for him to solve the matter of Ji Zongming...

Little did he know that Ji Zongming, who had become "something that needs to be resolved", was drinking in the club with a few friends.

Zheng Fucheng is a playboy so typical that he can almost become a stereotype. Since he sat down, he has never lacked a woman in his arms.

The two men sitting across from each other were clean, not to mention women, there were not many wine bottles.And the lingering wet kiss between him and the girl in his arms naturally became the background picture of their conversation.

"You mean that Huo Chuxiao is very indifferent to you? That's really strange." Yu Zhen took a sip of the pre-mixed wine, wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses, a man with a slight cleanliness, and a man with a slight obsession with cleanliness goes well with low-strength fruit wine.

Just like Ji Zongming goes with straight whiskey.

He drank like drinking water, and he didn't show his face at all, his drinking capacity was bottomless, he had already drank three cups, his eyes were still burning like fire, he leaned into the pure leather sofa, and smiled contemptuously.

Yu Zhen: "I met Huo Chuxiao, just last year, because of the company's business dealings, I dealt with him."

Ji Zongming: "What's your impression?"

"It's similar to how you felt when you first met him. He's very inconspicuous, timid, always apologetic for every little thing, and he cares about his face and his father's evaluation. But his appearance is very superior, so it's really against the law to be so timid. .”

Ji Zongming thought of that little mole again, like a small flying insect that couldn't be driven away, it would pop out from time to time, it was very annoying.

He raised his head and drank the wine in his glass.

The little flying insect really disappeared.

Yu Zhen continued: "With his temperament, he should be eager to get acquainted with you so that he can help the family."

Zheng Fucheng, who was busy kissing, suddenly let go of the woman's mouth, and said foolishly: "What's so difficult to understand, isn't it just a trick to attract your attention? I know you hate him, so I used devious tactics, have you learned the 36 tricks? Do you understand playing hard to get? Take a look, he has taken you without saying a word, if he sticks to it, how can you be so worried about him? The effect is amazing."

Yu Zhen choked him: "It's your professional field, right?"

"That's not true~ You two are really inferior to me in this respect. One is a solo mother, who has been single for thousands of years, and wasted her youth in the military camp where the mosquitoes wish they were all male; What kind of Plato do you want to play? I have dated three girlfriends, three, let alone home base, I didn’t hit third base!”

Zheng Fu showed a serious look of being brooding and hating iron for nothing.

Yu Zhen threw a cushion at him: "No woman can stop you."

Zheng Fucheng rolled his eyes, and went back to the gentle village.

"He's in his 20s, and he's still talking about running trains all day long... But what this kid just said really makes sense." Yu Zhen looked at Ji Zongming, but found that he was holding up the screen of his mobile phone, not knowing what he was looking at.

The white light of the electronic screen cast a chill on his face.

"Is something wrong?"

Ji Zongming seemed to be looking for something, and after typing for a while, he said in a leisurely manner: "The Azure Cafe...it looks pretty good."

He has already found this store in Chengdong District from the smart map. It is a very stylish small coffee shop, next to the central garden, on a street full of piano studios, and the per capita consumption is not low. See the recent activities, buy a couple package, and come with a small bouquet of roses.

Zheng Fucheng suddenly took a break from his busy schedule: "Why, you want a date?"

Ji Zongming glanced at him.

The topic touched on his professional field, and the Zheng University scholar smiled: "The famous coffee shop in the east of the city, where Internet celebrities check in, must go on a date, Rina, isn't it?"

The woman sitting on his lap lifted his chin charmingly, and said in a charming way: "Yes~"

Ji Zongming: "Huo Chuxiao asked me to go there to discuss things on Saturday."

Now Yu Zhen and Zheng Fucheng were stunned, and they looked at each other, Yu Zhen said: "You are really right, are you really engaging in devious tactics?"

Zheng Fucheng looked serious, thinking seriously: "Is the progress too fast? It will be better to push and pull with you for a month."

Yu Zhen spat at him: "Fuck you. Where are you from?"

Ji Zongming suddenly laughed.

The other two fell silent.They all played together with Ji Zongming from childhood to adulthood, and they are really familiar with that smile.

Once Ji Zongming is interested in something and arouses a hunting desire in his heart, he will smile like that.

"Playing hard to get? Devious tactics?" he said to himself.

Thinking of the completely different attitudes of the two meetings, and the cold figure leaning against the eaves, smoking a menthol cigarette in the drizzle, Ji Zongming suddenly realized that Huo Chuxiao might be more interesting than going to the shooting range to shoot a gun and snooker to clear the table with one shot .

"I'd like to see what tricks he can come up with."

The author says:

Some misunderstandings that we love to hear, and the first part of the copy that will be recycled~

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