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Wen Jiuzhou, who was looking at the engineering drawings with Chi Xiao, was not much better. The fine sweat slowly flowed down his forehead to his neck. Coupled with the deep and three-dimensional facial features, there was an indescribable sex appeal.

Wen Jiuzhou carefully explained the contents of the blueprint to Chi Xiao, but the other party's eyes were glued to him all the time, as if wanting to lick Wen Jiuzhou's sweat.

"Hey, are you listening carefully?"

Seeing Chi Xiao's absent-minded look, Wen Jiuzhou frowned slightly dissatisfied.

"Ah? Ah...!" Chi Xiao quickly shifted his gaze to the blueprint: "Yes, yes, yes... I'll look carefully... listen carefully..."

He stared wide-eyed, not daring to neglect any more.

Yan Yang was amused to watch it while standing aside, thinking that Chi Xiao was dissatisfied with Wen Jiuzhou at first, but now he has been dealt with submissively by others.

Thinking about it this way, I feel that I, like Chi Xiao, have also been treated by Luo Ran as a "strict wife".

Thinking of his lover, he couldn't help but smile a little more on his heroic face, and was about to walk aside to make a phone call for Luo Ran, but a soft call came from behind him.

"Yan...Yan Yang...?"

The voice was very soft, with some rustiness and uncertainty.

Yan Yang turned his head away and opened his eyes wide.

The young man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him held a lunch box in one hand. He had a slender figure, dark brown hair, handsome features, picturesque eyes, and an inexplicable kindness and tenderness.

"...Ning Yuan?" The moment Yan Yang called out his name, Yan Yang was a little dazed and dazed, but he dared to step forward after seeing the young man nodding clearly.

Wen Jiuzhou, who was arguing with Chi Xiao, stopped and looked towards Yan Yang, then put the blueprint into Chi Xiao's hand, and walked forward.

"Why are you here now?" Wen Jiuzhou frowned at the young man carrying the lunch box.

"Sorry...the plane is late..." Wen Ningyuan lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong, and quickly handed the lunch box to Wen Jiuzhou: "Dad, this is the soup made by the accompanying cook, you should drink it while it's hot. "

"Dad?!" Yan Yang and Chi Xiao dropped their jaws at the same time. Wen Jiuzhou looked like Wen Ningyuan's brother at most. How could he have such a big son at such a young age? !

Wen Jiuzhou took the lunch box with a cold face, and then said to Yan Yang and Chi Xiao, "I haven't introduced him yet, this is my son, Wen Ningyuan."

Chi Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

Yan Yang pursed his lips and remained silent.

"These two are Chi Xiao, the foreman of the project." Wen Jiuzhou turned to his son and introduced: "This is..."

"Yan Yang." Wen Ningyuan took over his words: "I know him, he is my high school classmate."

He stared deeply at Yan Yang with a pair of clear and handsome eyebrows, looking at each other speechlessly.

"Damn, there is such a coincidence?!" Chi Xiao exclaimed, feeling like riding a roller coaster all day long, with the excitement of ups and downs.

Wen Jiuzhou watched his son's gaze fixed on Yan Yang's face, and he understood a little bit in his heart: "It's good to know each other, and it will be easier to do things in the future."

"Hmm..." Wen Ningyuan responded lightly, then lowered his eyes again.

It was approaching the early morning, and the street in the night market was sparsely populated. Many stalls had already been closed, and only a few elderly couples were still sticking to it silently.

In the blue tent, the steamed pot on the table was emitting heat, Yan Yang picked up Wen Ningyuan's hairy belly with chopsticks: "What are you doing in a daze, eat quickly."

Wen Ningyuan absently picked up the chopsticks, hesitant to speak.

"I didn't expect that you would be the person in charge of this project..." Wen Ningyuan smiled slightly: "My dad said before that the person in charge is very young, but very serious..."

Yan Yang took a sip of wonton soup carelessly, put down the bowl and chopsticks and stared at Wen Ningyuan: "I never thought Engineer Wen was your father."

"Um…"

"When I was in high school, why didn't I hear you mention it?" Yan Yang picked up a lot of hot vegetables for Wen Ningyuan, and Wen Ningyuan's bowl was already full of vegetables.

"He's been in Germany all the time, so he hasn't had much contact with him... He only contacted my mother after finishing high school..."

Looking at the bowl of dishes, Wen Ningyuan couldn't help but think back to the high school days of the two of them. He remembered that at that time, he and Yan Yang often made an appointment during evening self-study to sneak out to eat hot dishes, but at that time, it was already Gone forever.

Thinking of it this way, all kinds of feelings came to my heart again.

"So you left the country?"

"Yes... I listened to my dad and studied architecture. I came here this time to be my dad's assistant."

Wen Ningyuan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Actually... Actually, I went back to find you... and inquired about your whereabouts..."

Yan Yang's pouring hand paused for a moment.

"Later your neighbor told me...your mother was sick, and you moved away..." Wen Ningyuan's voice seemed to be full of nostalgia for the past: "Auntie, is she okay?"

"Very good." Yan Yang finally showed a relaxed smile: "I just had a kidney transplant, and I'll be discharged early next month."

"That's good..." Wen Ningyuan took a sip of sake, and then mustered up the courage to say: "I haven't forgotten the past...and I've always missed you."

Yan Yang was silent. After a while, he picked up the wine glass, his fingers trembling slightly. After drinking the wine, he responded in a deep voice: "Ning Yuan, I'm sorry, I already have a lover."

Memories of the past, sweet and bitter youth, and those immature misunderstandings like white gardenias all seemed to disappear in this silent night, in the hot stove, and in the hot wine.

Only turned into a shallow memory, it seems that it is not worth mentioning.

Wen Ningyuan was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. Looking at the man's resolute face, he nodded: "I understand...I understand..."

It's just that "understand" and how much unwillingness is contained in it, only he knows.

"How is your life abroad?" Yan Yang coughed lightly, and changed the subject in embarrassment.

"It's not bad." Wen Ningyuan smiled at him: "Use these years to get a Ph.D. in Architecture, come to City B to help you and my dad, there will be no problem."

He spent a few years making himself better and stronger, but now, he would spend his whole life forgetting the person in front of him.

Forget those memories soaked in youth in midsummer.

"Of course, with you father and son, I have nothing to worry about." Yan Yang smiled and took another sip of wine.

After eating at the night market, Yan Yang sent Wen Ningyuan back to the construction site. At this time, the workers had already rested. There was no roar of machines or loud shouts in the entire construction site, which made the hot night much cooler.

Walking to the door of Wen Jiuzhou's lounge, the two suddenly heard a strange sound, like a quarrel between people, mixed with beating and moaning.

Wen Ningyuan stood at the door of his father's lounge, blushing gradually because of the indescribable movement inside.

Yan Yang's expression was also a bit embarrassed, he scratched his hair: "How about...you go to my place to make do for a night?"

"Then...then what do you do?" Just as Wen Ningyuan finished speaking, the door in front of him suddenly opened.