【Zhou Xiang】The Tropic

1.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Sun Xiang woke up naturally.

He got up earlier when he was in the army, and he would usually be able to pack up before 06:30, then go to the gym to exercise, take a shower after sweating, and barely catch the last bus from the reincarnation cafeteria.After retiring, although he had to prepare breakfast by himself, there was no time limit after all, and Sun Xiang was finally able to sleep a few more minutes.

Too lazy to put on his shirt, Sun Xiang scratched his hair, yawned and walked to the bathroom.As soon as he arrived in the living room, he couldn't help sniffing, hey, the smell of fried eggs?Someone is preparing breakfast?No, where is the snail girl from his family?

"...I'll go." Maybe the smell of food can make people sober, Sun Xiang finally remembered that he took in a friend who had a fever last night.

Worried about the kitchen being burned, he ran to the kitchen door stepping on his flip-flops, took a look, and was happy.

Mentally prepared, he really didn't expect that Zhou Zekai's fried egg expression would look like he was facing a big enemy - a mobile phone was placed on the stove, showing the steps of the strategy.Reduce heat to minimum.The person in charge of the shovel was very serious every time he pushed the egg, as if the pot was not a poached egg that could not resist, but a hidden boss that would jump up and bite him at any time.

Sun Xiang couldn't bear it, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Of course Zhou Zekai was not deaf, he turned around when he heard the sound.

However, as soon as his gaze touched Sun Xiang's, he immediately fell involuntarily, then quickly moved away, and returned to the sizzling frying pan again.

"..." Sun Xiang had to swallow the teasing greeting that was already on his lips.

He stared at Zhou Zekai's back, pondering, the look in this man's eyes just now must have been complaining about himself for "walking around without clothes"?

2.

Sun Xiang's first reaction was doubt.

He sleeps naked, gets up early and doesn't like to put on clothes, and it's not a matter of a day or two - many people in Samsara know it.

At that time, there was another person who had the same habits as him, named Lu Boyuan.Ever since the two of them met in the gym at [-]:[-] in the morning of Samsara, Lu Boyuan expressed his naked jealousy to Sun Xiang's smooth belly from time to time, and urged him to have more milk tea for supper when he was free.

Others have also passed him in the morning hallway.

In the summer of Season [-], Sun Xiang's window was left open and was attacked by an army of mosquitoes.The four big red envelopes behind the shoulder blades are horrible.Du Ming and Jiang Botao passed by one after another. The former said that the Big Dipper was short of three, which was a pity, but the latter kindly contributed cooling oil.Thinking of these funny things, the corners of Sun Xiang's mouth couldn't help but twitch.But like in memory, Zhou Zekai was always the one who was absent.

Thinking of this, Sun Xiang suddenly understood why Zhou Zekai showed such a look just now—he really didn't know.

The fans definitely don't believe this, but the truth is that, on the field and during training, they are teammates who cooperate with each other tacitly, but in real life, there always seems to be a film between Zhou Zekai and everyone else.He eats healthily and moderately, and never calls for supper with everyone. After training, he is the last one to return to the dormitory. No one knows what he is doing in there when the door is closed.He will leave Samsara at noon on Saturday, and then come back on time three or 10 minutes before free training in the evening, dragging a box.

At that time, the boys in the team were young, full of energy and curiosity, and bored in the second grade.The more mysterious Zhou Zekai was, the more they wanted to know the truth, even Zhou Zekai's stupid hair.

"You said that the captain's hair, which is always unique, came out of sleep?" Du Ming once muttered like this.

"What's so difficult about it! Tomorrow morning, you can turn over to peek from the balcony of my house." Sun Xiang proposed a plan that he thought was great.

Fang Minghua passed by, and glanced at them with "too young" eyes: "Team Zhou gets up very angry. Dare to take risks, and be careful not to be thrown off the balcony."

His tone was realistic and his expression was sincere, as if someone who had experienced the terrible past, Sun Xiang and Du Ming shuddered on the spot, strangling the thought to death in their infancy.

At this moment, the bear boy of that year looked at his former teammate who was seriously fighting fried eggs a few steps away, and he realized it later and felt heartbroken—was up half an hour late, and missed a hundred million—this was in his territory, If we can seize the opportunity to find out, wouldn't we be able to solve the mystery about Zhou Zekai's hair!

Just when he was distracted, Zhou Zekai suddenly let out an "ah" in frustration.

"What's the matter?!" Sun Xiang was taken aback, and stepped over in two steps. After seeing the situation in the pot clearly, he couldn't help but put his arms around Zhou Zekai's shoulder and laughed wildly.

"Haha! Zhou Zekai, you don't know how to cook eggs, so call me!"

3.

Sun Xiang once again realized that not everything in the world can be done with hard work and seriousness.

For example, Zhou Zekai's cooking skills.

This friend has devoted himself to tossing for so long, trying to make a beautiful sun egg, but in the end it not only broke, but also burnt to dryness.

After Sun Xiang finished his music, he looked at Zhou Zekai's cold expression and knew that he was unhappy again, so he quickly pressed the corner of his mouth, patted Zhou Zekai's shoulder, and pretended to regret: "Forget it, I can eat it anyway, I can make up for it .”

After all, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and was about to pick out the egg.

Zhou Zekai had no expression on his face, but his movements were swift, he blocked the shovel, and silently put the fried eggs into the plate.

Sun Xiang was bored, turned around and looked around, it was okay, the milk was boiled without any danger, and couldn't help but said, "Wow, so you can boil milk!"

Zhou Zekai paused the hand holding the plate: "Yes."

Sun Xiang endured and endured, without smiling, he took out two cups and helped Zhou Zekai pour the milk.

Breakfast is a simple sandwich with milk.During this period, Sun Xiang watched Zhou Zekai cut the sandwich gracefully, much slower than he could eat with his hands, and almost wanted to tease him again when he was not paying attention.

For some reason, since the reunion with Zhou Zekai, not only did this guy show a childish and lively side, but he was also affected—he was obviously a big man in his thirties, and he suddenly cared about some small details.

He even had the illusion of coming back, with many strange thoughts in his mind, and from time to time he would have the urge to laugh at Zhou Zekai—of course, it was not a real ridicule in the strict sense, it was more like once a certain unease appeared among the boys. A guy who is too gregarious, other people can't help but want to tease each other, the kind without malice.

Take control, my friend, Sun Xiang said to himself, our friendship is not so good yet.

4.

After dinner, Zhou Zekai went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Sun Xiang threw the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, turned on the robot vacuum, and calculated that it was time to leave.He has a few documents to deal with, a cooperation case with a game promotion company, and he has to go to the club to see the situation of the poached player.

Guessing that Zhou Zekai would not be able to end the call for a while, Sun Xiang wrote a note and pressed it on the table, flamboyantly saying, "Leave beforehand, remember to lock the door when you turn around."

As a result, the shoes were half worn, and when he saw Zhou Zekai's pair of leather shoes next to him, he suddenly showed hesitation.

... After all, it's not the kind of personality that can hesitate for too long.Within two seconds, Sun Xiang stepped back on his flip flops again.

Beside the coffee table, Zhou Zekai put down the note, looked at him suspiciously, and asked: What's the matter?

Sun Xiang loosened his tie without saying anything, and went straight to the corner of the living room. After a while, he took a box of granules and a box of white and black, and handed them to Zhou Zekai.

"A good person will do it to the end and remind you to take your medicine."

Zhou Zekai was a little surprised, took the medicine, thanked him, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and smiled at Sun Xiang with a shallow but genuine smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you last night."

Suddenly being so solemn made Sun Xiang a little uncomfortable.For the first time, he realized that Zhou Zekai's smile was very good-looking, which made his heart beat a few times for no reason.Sun Xiang quickly staggered his eyes, and laughed dryly: "It's a little effort. By the way, I forgot to ask, how do you feel now, do you want to take your temperature, and do you still feel dizzy?"

Zhou Zekai hesitated for a moment, probably thinking about the time, but finally said: "Well, we need to measure it."

5.

Sun Xiang blamed himself for looking for trouble, while digging out the electronic thermometer he used last night.Zhou Zekai was not idle when he was sitting on the sofa taking his body temperature, he kept tapping on his phone, the interface looked like an email.

After Sun Xiang sent his subordinates the news that he would be half an hour late, seeing Zhou Zekai handling the work with a serious expression, he sighed, and just like what he himself said, "a good person will do it to the end", and helped to make a cup of medicine.

"Thank you." Zhou Zekai once again showed slight surprise at Sun Xiang's overture.Sun Xiang was suddenly upset, and replied flatly, "You're welcome."

But soon his attention was shifted to Zhou Zekai's thermometer.He took it and frowned as he observed it: "38.5. You haven't had a fever at all!"

"It's okay. I'm leaving." Zhou Zekai finished drinking the medicine, pressed his temples, and got up.

He was wearing Sun Xiang's shirt, which was light silver gray, with fashionable details on the collar and cuffs. It was much more lively than his original style, and it set off his overall appearance well.

But Sun Xiang is not stupid, can ordinary people be so tired that they fall asleep and have a fever?This state will only happen to guys who work hard for a long time.

Anyway, he couldn't hold back for the nth time when he was a teammate, and complained: "Everyone says that your second generation is happy, why do I feel like you are moving bricks every day?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zekai focused on the same thing as him: "Second generation?"

6.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Sun Xiang clenched his fist irritably, and suddenly realized that in less than 24 hours, he had used up a year of embarrassment on Zhou Zekai.

"That," he searched for words, trying to control this delicate atmosphere, but he really didn't understand where Zhou Zekai's resistance was, and finally gave up struggling, and said frankly: "Well, in fact, my previous impression of you is that you need to inherit The second generation of the family business..."

Because it was against the light, Zhou Zekai seemed to smile, but it was not very clear.

Then Sun Xiang heard Zhou Zekai ask, "Then why should I play Glory?"

Regarding this point, Sun Xiang had imagined it before, so he blurted out: "Youth rebellious period of a rich man?"

Of course he was not aimless.

When he first joined the team, the team uniforms hadn't been finished yet, so Sun Xiang temporarily borrowed Zhou Zekai's clothes in order to participate in the summer business exhibition competition.

That was one of the few opportunities for him to enter Zhou Zekai's room.

To this day, he still clearly remembers that when Zhou Zekai opened the door of the cupboard, he let out a "shit".He saw that there were stacks of new clothes hanging all over the place...and Sun Xiang recognized the logo on it——the shop represented by the logo, he would only pass by for a while when he was shopping with his mother.

Sun Xiang was just an adult at that time, and although he earned far more than most of his peers, he was not interested in classic luxury brands.When Zhou Zekai handed him the team jersey, he was still distracted, wondering why the more trendy and younger brands that he usually chats with the same period of playing well, he has basically never seen it on Zhou Zekai.

Oh yes, after that, he paid special attention to the electronic products used by Zhou Zekai, such as earphones, keyboards and mice, etc., without exception, Zhou Zekai bought the best products within the scope of demand.

"Team Zhou's family is very strict." Regarding Zhou Zekai's statement that he would leave the team every Saturday, Fang Minghua also revealed a little sideways, "When he signed a contract with the team, his family sent several lawyers to scare our manager. Jump."

After listening to Sun Xiang's words, Zhou Zekai showed a dazed expression.

It was also because of the backlight, Sun Xiang always felt that Zhou Zekai's eyes at that moment were very strange, as if he was sighing through time.

"Some things are not what you think." Zhou Zekai leaned over to pick up the phone, ready to leave.

Sun Xiang scratched his hair, feeling like a student who did something wrong, and stuttered for no reason: "Then, remember to take your medicine."

Zhou Zekai's expression remained calm after that, he nodded, passed Sun Xiang to the door, and when he turned around, his eyes stopped for a few seconds in the corner of the living room.

It wasn't until the soft closing sound of the door that Sun Xiang looked in the same direction as if he had just woken up from a dream.

There is nothing there.Except for an enlarged "Ten Years of Glory" certificate.

Sun Xiang stared blankly for a while, repeating Zhou Zekai's last words in his mind, always feeling that he had missed some important information.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

It's Fang Minghua.

After retiring, the teammates of the year basically left Shanghai. This is the one I see the most and have the closest contact with.And it's not just on a personal level.In fact, after Sun Xiang invested in the club, the first thing he did was to ask Fang Minghua to come back as a consultant and give him the opportunity to buy shares.Therefore, it is more appropriate to describe the two as in-depth partners.

At this moment, the partner is pacing up and down the office with a little irritability.

The phone call lasted less than ten seconds, and Fang Minghua felt that his patience was about to run out. Fortunately, Sun Xiang finally answered it in the tenth second.

Fang Minghua rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and hurriedly asked the question he was most concerned about: "Sun Xiang, why did you stay with Zhou Zekai last night?"

TBC