【Zhou Xiang】The Tropic

1.

After realizing that the breakfast was prepared by Zhou Zekai, Sun Xiang's mind immediately recalled a certain fried sun egg.Therefore, when he saw Zhou Zekai bring out two glasses of milk, two oranges, and a box of Oreo biscuits, his expression was very exciting in an instant.

——I was surprised, wanted to laugh, and felt helpless.

Finally he touched his nose and said, "Wow, rich."

This is too false.

Zhou Zekai looked up at Sun Xiang, but Sun Xiang pretended not to know, and lowered his head to peel the oranges, which made him very speechless.

However, even if his culinary skills are a consensus between the two, it does not mean that he has no self-esteem—from this perspective, Zhou Zekai thought that Sun Xiang's perfunctory praise was not unreasonable, so he accepted it calmly and immediately felt better up.

Breakfast is simple and quick to eat. In less than 5 minutes, Zhou Zekai got up to pack the cups and plates, and gave Sun Xiang a chance to check his luggage.

Not long after they entered the elevator, Sun Xiang suddenly called Zhou Zekai to turn around.

It turned out that through the mirror-like elevator wall, Sun Xiang observed that the back collar of Zhou Zekai's shirt was different—the necktie that should have been pressed underneath was exposed, but instead covered the edge of the collar.

Sun Xiang skillfully flattened the edge of Zhou Zekai's back collar, and tucked the tie in two or three times. When he put his hands away, he suddenly paused, remembering a certain dress with a similar style: "It's over, your shirt is still in the entrance of my house."

Zhou Zekai turned around and looked at Sun Xiang calmly: "Your too."

Sun Xiang stuffed his hands into his pockets and shrugged: "I feel this conversation is very familiar, has it happened before?"

"Correct."

Sun Xiang took out the key in his pocket: "Okay, I originally planned to go back to Huamu Road directly after returning from Changsha, so I deliberately put the key in my pocket, in case I forgot to give it to you. Looking at it this way, it probably isn't necessary..."

"It's all cleaned up?" Zhou Zekai interrupted him, his eyes flickered, like surprise and a little bit of unhappiness, his eyes fell on Sun Xiang's suitcase.

Sun Xiang felt guilty for some unknown reason: "Men, I don't have many things." His words sounded like he was deliberately explaining for fear of Zhou Zekai's anger, and it was not Sun Xiang's intention.After blurting it out, Sun Xiang embarrassed himself hard.

Zhou Zekai stared at him for two seconds, just at this moment the elevator had reached the garage floor and was slowly opening.Zhou Zekai left a sentence: "Keep the key, let's talk about it later." Then he hurried out of the elevator without pressing the "door open" button to extend the time.

The above attitude, in the eyes of others, can be explained by negligence in a hurry.But Sun Xiang was keenly aware that Zhou Zekai seemed to be a little angry.

"I'll go." Sun Xiang thought to himself that he was really superfluous, since the plan had changed, why bother to say such a thing.

Before the elevator door closed, he strode after him.

"Everything in Changsha is spicy...don't worry about it. I'll go back and look for what you can eat. Take some local products. You must have seen a lot of good things. Don't be disgusted." Sun Xiang put the suitcase and got in the car. Seat belts, throw out your prepared remarks immediately.

The effect of this statement is immediate.

Zhou Zekai was fumbling for emails on his phone, but he raised his head when he heard this, and quickly glanced at Sun Xiang, with an obvious lightness in his tone: "Of course I don't dislike it."

Sun Xiang turned his face away and stuck out his tongue secretly, reflecting that there might be a deviation in the friendship mode between himself and Zhou Zekai——Since when did he gradually have the self-consciousness to "smooth" Zhou Zekai?

2.

Regarding the reason why Zhou Zekai went to the airport, Sun Xiang asked Zhou Zekai.Zhou Zekai's answer was: pick up uncle.

Uncle again?

But it must not be the little uncle, after all, I only met him yesterday.

Sun Xiang recalled Fang Minghua's statement that the Ye family had three sons, who was just one of the eldest uncle and the second uncle?

He further thought that Zhou Zekai's car was "gifted by his uncle" and that the six-figure Jiangjing apartment per square meter "belongs to his uncle", although he didn't know which uncle it was... After such an analysis, Sun Xiang suddenly realized a fact ——Although outside rumors and Ye Mingkang's dictation, Zhou's mother seemed to have the intention of "struggling for power", but this did not affect the relationship between Zhou Zekai, a nephew, and several uncles.

In other words, the inside story of the Ye family's "Gongdou drama" may not be what the outside world guessed.

But what does this have to do with me?Thinking of this, Sun Xiang quickly stopped his thoughts, looked out the window, and let his mind empty.

The car was driving on the Yan'an Elevated Road, and the surrounding high-rise buildings divided the sky into countless irregular transparent blue.

Sun Xiang was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt something, and asked Zhou Zekai if this looked like a certain ultimate skill of the Freezing Master in New Glory.

Originally, he just mentioned it casually, and Zhou Zekai didn't care if he talked to him or not.Unexpectedly, Zhou Zekai quickly answered the question.

"Not like." Zhou Zekai seriously objected.Then he told Sun Xiang that only Ghost Swordsmen could achieve a similar effect by laying an ice formation on the surface of Qianbo Lake.

Sun Xiang was stunned for a moment, and protested solemnly, saying that the water of Qianbo Lake was always turning green when he saw it on his screen, so there was no beauty in the clear blue.

Zhou Zekai curled his lips, reminding him that he could adjust the color settings of the game, thinking that Sun Xiang made a low-level mistake that a professional player should never make.

……

In short, during the traffic jam, due to a small casual feeling, the two actually started a conversation that would be called boring and naive if their business partners heard it.Sun Xiang underestimated the enemy, while Zhou Zekai was serious and rigorous from beginning to end, and gradually gained the upper hand.

In the end Sun Xiang pretended to surrender and told Zhou Zekai speechlessly: "You won."

He suddenly felt that it was reasonable for Zhou Zekai to be silent and shy in front of the camera.

Seeing Sun Xiang's depressed expression in the rearview mirror, Zhou Zekai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't say anything.

Sun Xiang saw it, and didn't bother to care. He lowered his head and looked through his backpack, found a piece of paper, looked it up carefully, and regarded it as an intermission.

Zhou Zekai caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye: "Contract?"

"Well," Sun Xiang immediately became energetic after talking about the business, "I'm going to have a similar conversation with the children's family, and I will sign it on the spot. The official seal of the team has been changed."

"How many copies to sign?" Generally, there are two copies of the contract, but it seems that Sun Xiang has more than that.

"Five? Six." Sun Xiang counted, "Don't you know? Experience."

"experience?"

"In case the parents tear up the contract in a fit of anger, there is a backup." Sun Xiang patted the pile of things with emotion, "I have encountered this kind of roaring parents several times."

"What about this time?"

"What do you mean?"

"He Xi's parents, are you in a bad temper?"

"No no. The contract was prepared by Zhao Yaoyao, just to be safe. I'm actually not worried this time, you know?" Sun Xiang paused, then turned around with great interest, and looked at Zhou Zekai, "I think, Eh, don't you think so?"

"Ok?"

"He Xi is like you."

3.

Sun Xiang's words definitely came from the bottom of his heart.When he communicated with He Xi, he always had the illusion that he was chatting with a young Zhou Zekai.

Zhou Zekai smiled when he heard the words, neither denying nor objecting.

Sun Xiang took it as his acquiescence, and Chengxing gave two examples to strengthen the persuasiveness of his point of view.

What Sun Xiang didn't know was that when he gave examples enthusiastically, Zhou Zekai murmured in his heart, does He Xi look like him?Like, but more like Sun Xiang.

The strong curiosity, the decisiveness to seize the opportunity and never let go, and the self-confidence that can be felt through the screen... Which is not a copy of Sun Xiang?

"Aren't you afraid of being rejected?" Zhou Zekai asked suddenly after Sun Xiang finished speaking.

"Not afraid." Sun Xiang yawned, it seemed that he was not worried at all.

"Why?" Zhou Zekai asked again.

"Didn't you tell me it's okay?" Sun Xiang stuffed the checked contract back into his backpack, and replied without thinking, "I can't say why, probably because of the tactical trust cultivated in the past!"

Zhou Zekai didn't answer for a long time this time.

Sun Xiang waited for a while, and couldn't help turning his head curiously, wanting to see this person's expression.

Zhou Zekai seemed to have anticipated his movements, and suddenly turned his head slightly, meeting his gaze: "Well, I wish you good luck."

In those pitch-black eyes, there was substantial happiness.Because the master didn't hide it, he was completely presented in front of Sun Xiang.

Sun Xiang was stunned for half a second, and it wasn't until Zhou Zekai had averted his eyes that he realized that his cheeks were a little hot.

He didn't dare to think about it subconsciously, and quickly attributed it to the fact that the air conditioner in the car was too hot, and the sunlight outside was too strong, completely ignoring the problem that they were walking from east to west at the moment, and the sunlight could not reach their faces at all.

4.

It was a quarter past 9:1 when he arrived at the Hongqiao Airport parking garage. Sun Xiang wisely checked in with his mobile phone on the road. Seeing that he had plenty of time, he was completely calm.

He and Zhou Zekai walked all the way to the arrival floor, and they should have waved goodbye at this point, and then went to the upper floor to print tickets——Zhou Zekai thought so too.

But Sun Xiang stopped, and asked Zhou Zekai to help take care of the suitcase.

"Latte or American style?" Facing Zhou Zekai's puzzled gaze, Sun Xiang asked with a smile.

Zhou Zekai hesitated for a moment: "American style."

"OK, wait for me." Sun Xiang didn't give Zhou Zekai a chance to refuse, turned around and strode towards Starbucks.

It was not Sun Xiang's impulse to offer Zhou Zekai to drink coffee.On the surface, Sun Xiang planned to tell Zhou Zekai that this was "repaying" him for driving him to the airport, but in fact, it was because of worry.

Yes, worry.Sun Xiang was worried that Zhou Zekai hadn't completely sobered up yet.

Who told Zhou Zekai that this guy's self-control was so good - he looked energetic, but Sun Xiang couldn't help but suspect that this guy was holding on.He didn't drink hangover soup or hangover medicine, and fell asleep directly last night. It's hard to say whether he will have the aftereffects of drunkenness, such as drowsiness, fatigue, dizziness and headache.

So when he heard that Zhou Zekai chose coffee with higher purity, Sun Xiang couldn't help but secretly compared his decision with a V - Zhou Zekai really needed a refreshing drink.

"Compared to coffee, it would be better if you can take a nap." Sun Xiang hugged the matcha frappuccino that was almost finished, and chatted with Zhou Zekai, couldn't help throwing out what was hidden in his heart , "If you don't combine work and rest, no matter how healthy your body is, you will lose it sooner or later."

Holding the paper cup, Zhou Zekai didn't refute, but nodded seriously: "Yes, I see."

"What time is your flight?" Sun Xiang asked.

"9:[-]." Zhou Zekai looked at his watch, "It's almost there."

Sun Xiang looked in the direction of the pick-up gate, "It seems that someone has come out, let's stop talking, you go quickly, I will check in too."

After finishing speaking, he patted Zhou Zekai on the shoulder, grabbed his backpack, dragged his suitcase and strode towards the escalator.

5.

Sun Xiang walked very fast and was submerged in the crowd in no time.

Zhou Zekai took the coffee, didn't drink it, didn't leave, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just then, there was a brisk whistle from behind him.

"Kaikai! I took it from Exit C, why are you looking in the direction of Exit A?"

"Uncle," Zhou Zekai twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around, and met a pair of eyes very similar to his own, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see!" Accompanied by this hearty laugh, almost all the passing passengers turned their heads——

Then they saw a handsome guy with a single ponytail who looked like a star suddenly sprint, jumped up and hugged another young man who looked like him.

Under the impact of excessive enthusiasm, the latter stepped back two steps, swayed, and barely stabilized his figure.

"Miss me?" the handsome man with a single ponytail asked loudly.

"Of course I want to..." Zhou Zekai hugged his second uncle's back with his free left hand, patted his second uncle perfunctorily, and said with difficulty, "Second uncle, can you..."

"Can you relax a little bit, Frank, you are about to strangle our dear nephew." An extremely standard Mandarin came from the side.The speaker not only helped Zhou Zekai tear Ye Mingbei away, but also kindly took the paper cup from Zhou Zekai's hand.

"Thank you, Erick." Zhou Zekai looked over his second uncle's shoulder, met the gaze of the blond man, and smiled, "Long time no see."

6.

Fang Minghua only knew that Zhou Zekai's second uncle was engaged in art and had been living abroad for many years, but he didn't know the real reason why he didn't return to China—Ye Mingbei suddenly announced his coming out three years ago, and quickly obtained a certificate in the Netherlands.This move made Mr. Ye so angry that he wanted to let him have the guts not to return to China for the rest of his life.

Since he didn't want to send the old man into the hospital for a second time, Ye Mingbei only notified his nephew when he returned to China for his friend's wedding.

Because of this, Zhou Zekai kindly arranged for them a hotel that the Ye family didn't often go to, and he did a very meticulous job of keeping it secret.

"Hilton?" Ye Mingbei's hand on the seat belt stopped, "No, no, no, I don't want to live there! The breakfast is terrible!"

"Four Seasons?" Zhou Zekai handed over the phone and showed the other party the alternatives.

Ye Mingbei turned around, muttered with his lover for a while, and suddenly patted his leg: "Kaikai, I remember my elder brother gave you a house in Lujiazui? It seems to be very close to the party location. You don't usually live there. Give me the key." How about it?"

"No." To his surprise, Zhou Zekai quickly refused.

"...Why?" Ye Mingbei was extremely surprised.

"Because—" Zhou Zekai was about to explain when his cell phone rang suddenly.

"You pick it up first." Erick blinked understandingly.

Zhou Zekai nodded, and when he noticed the calling number, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.However, he concealed it very well, and the action of swiping open the phone did not stop. It is a pity that the fluctuation in his heart had an impact... He accidentally pressed the speaker button.

A young man's voice came from the microphone unexpectedly: "Zhou Zekai, I suddenly remembered that there are still a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator, which may not be kept for too long. If you have a chance to go back, remember to throw them all away! Ah, don't talk, immediately Take off, bye!"

"Give me a message when you land." Zhou Zekai had no special expression on his face, he quickly finished his sentence and hung up the phone.

But what should come still has to come.

As soon as he raised his head, he met two pairs of eyes full of interest.

"Kaikai," Ye Mingbei blinked, "Uncle knows the reason for your refusal."

"Is it a lover?" Erick blinked, "I can tell, Zekai's expression just now is so gentle and gentle."

Zhou Zekai opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but suddenly couldn't find the right words—lack of confidence, turbulent waves, probably the most intuitive feeling in his heart at the moment.

TBC