【Double Flower】Honeysuckle

There is a saying that if you don’t come to Qingshan, you will come to Qingshan.

But Sun Zheping felt that he hadn't gone on the mountain, but the mountain had come on his own.

In January in City B, although it is not cold and bitter, it is still more comfortable to drink hot tea and watch TV in a heated home with a simulated fireplace than being busy with business in the company of.

Sun Zheping occupied the entire three-seater leather sofa, leaning on the armrest, holding the TV remote control in one hand, constantly changing the TV channels.

City B weather forecast, local news, reruns of the New Year's Eve party, TV series about the Anti-Japanese War, family talk shows, January Glory professional player transfer news.

Sun Zheping paused for two seconds with his hand that kept pressing the buttons on the remote control, and then changed the channel.

Cartoon shows, infomercials...

Boring.

Sun Zheping turned off the TV.

"I thought you would switch back to watching that game show." Grandfather, who was sitting by the French window not far away, moved his gaze away from the newspaper, paused on Sun Zheping for a while, and then turned back to the newspaper.

Sun Zheping took out his mobile phone to check the time, put it back in his pocket, picked up a business magazine on the magazine rack and started flipping through it: "I quit early, I haven't touched it for almost three years."

Father-in-law smiled, reached out to pick up the exquisite celadon teacup on the small tea table next to the sofa, and took a sip: "If you knew your hand was broken earlier, you could go back to the company and work hard. I should have interrupted you in the first year." your hands."

"You can't do that." Sun Zheping flipped through the pages one by one without looking at them, as if he was just counting the pages of this magazine, and said disapprovingly, "What's more, even if my hand is broken and I want to play There is still a way to play, and you still can’t stop if you want to leave.”

"I don't understand what you young people are thinking." Grandfather shook his head, put down the porcelain cup, shook the newspaper, and then read: "It's just a game, what's so serious about it? It's still 600 Want to buy a character? It's crazy."

"It's useless for you to tell me this now, I don't play this anymore." Sun Zheping smiled noncommittally, and said in his belly that a certain son of your old friend's family said last time that he wanted a 5000 million order, so he just To buy your son a meal of abuse.He raised his eyebrows, and finally followed his father's words: "But 600 million is indeed a bit exaggerated. Which number is so valuable?"

"The newspaper said that Team Tyranny invested 600 million yuan to acquire Dazzling Hundred Blossoms. Children's play games cost tens of millions." Grandfather shook his head and sighed, but he didn't realize that Sun Zheping seemed to freeze in an instant. , the whole person froze.

Zhang Jiale has retired.

Dazzling Hundred Blossoms was acquired by Tyranny who had no ammunition expert.

what does this mean?

Sun Zheping laughed softly, and he didn't know whether it was bitterness or relief.

Yes, his dream of becoming a champion has not yet come true, so how could he leave so easily?

But before he suddenly retired, even if he no longer cares about any news related to glory, he has already heard the criticism of him from the outside world; and if he wants to come back later, if he is not coming back in the team, what kind of public opinion pressure will he bear? ?

It's not that he can't think of these things.

He was never braver than himself.

no matter what.

Sun Zheping got up, walked to the coat rack, and took off the woolen scarf and woolen coat hanging on it: "I'm going back."

"Aren't you going to stay longer? I am now a widowed and lonely old man, and I need more company from my children." Grandpa put down the newspaper, looking sharp and wise through the gold-rimmed reading glasses.

"There is no shortage of drivers, chefs, bodyguards and housekeepers at home. Do you want me to accompany you?" Sun Zheping smiled, but he still walked up to his father while putting on his coat: "Don't you usually only read the financial section and world news? How did you notice the transfer information of the game character?"

Grandfather smiled helplessly, and the wrinkles engraved on the corners of his eyes and forehead were very clear at close range.Sun Zheping couldn't help feeling that his shrewd, wise, demanding father, who always wore a spotless and ironed three-piece suit, was so old without knowing it.

"I'm getting old." Grandpa folded the newspaper neatly and stood up.The sunlight coming in through the clear glass windows fell on the dark purple sweetheart collar wool vest that he rarely wore on his upper body, and it also cast a soft light on his usually too strict and shrewd appearance: "Successful or not It's all fake. In the end, I just want my children to be with me for a while." He gently placed the newspaper on the wide armrest of the sofa, and patted Sun Zheping on the shoulder: "At least I want to see you all It’s just a happy life. Back then, I wasn’t afraid that you would suffer outside.”

Sun Zheping took off his half-worn coat and put it on his arms: "I still made some achievements back then. Besides, I lived through those years..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked out of the window following the sunlight, As if recalling something, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Very happy."

Father-in-law smiled knowingly: "What about now?"

"Alright." Sun Zheping shrugged helplessly, "I don't want to lie."

"It's a good thing to be able to make do." Grandfather took off the reading glasses, carefully folded up the slender metal frames, and put them back in a delicate box: "There is a banquet at home tonight, not just business, but a gathering of friends. Your Uncle Zhong and Uncle Gu will all come. Since you can make do with it, why don’t you stay and make do with it?”

"Where's my brother?" Sun Zheping clenched his fists unconsciously.

Grandfather raised his eyebrows and showed a cunning smile: "Your brother is still working overtime, why, you want to replace him?"

Sun Zheping's face darkened suddenly.

Counted.

The old fox is full of tricks, and he really can't be soft-hearted.

Although grandpa said that the dinner was a gathering of half-friends, the phrase "not entirely about business" did not mean "not at all about business".Looking at a group of old men in suits and leather shoes who were over half a century old, drinking wine and scheming, Sun Zheping secretly sighed, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, watching the night outside the window.

City B has always been famous for its smog, and the night is naturally not as bright as City K.Although the place where Sun's house is located is very green, the sky is still in chaos, only a white moon can be seen faintly.

"Hey! Young Master Sun is here to see the scenery?"

Hearing the familiar voice from behind, the veins on Sun Zheping's forehead twitched: "Young Master Zhong, what a coincidence."

"That's that." Zhong Yebei held a glass of red wine in one hand and put the other behind his back, walking up with squinted eyes and a smile.

Sun Zheping let out a long sigh, turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhong Yebei had already followed, so he could only try his best to put on a kind expression: "Look at your expression, is it still the same thing you asked me for last time?"

"Ah! Young Master Sun is so smart!" Zhong Yebei's eyes widened, his exaggerated expression made Sun Zheping want to greet him with a punch.He took a deep breath and calmed down: "Then you should also know what my answer is?"

"No, no, no, listen to me, Young Master Sun." Zhong Yebei smiled happily, and took out the hand that had been behind his back all the time - he still held a corner of a hard-shell stamp album in his hand.

Sun Zheping's expression changed the moment he saw the stamp album.

Before it was too late, Sun Zheping made a sudden move to snatch back the thick stamp album.However, Young Master Zhong seemed to have anticipated his movements a long time ago, and he squeezed the stamp album with extra strength.During this back and forth, the red wine in the wine glass in Zhong Yebei's hand spilled out, staining the white bandage on Sun Zheping's left hand with a layer of dark red.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Isn't it just a stamp collection? Why are you so excited?" Zhong Yebei looked at the angry Sun Zheping and lifted his chin triumphantly: "Your lover looks pretty good."

At this time, Sun Zheping had already become a center of low pressure, and there seemed to be wind and thunder swelling around him, only the lightning and thunder outside the house set off the atmosphere.He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Return. Give. Me."

"It's useless to return it to you. I've already taken photos of the contents inside. If you don't agree to me, I'll send the photos to someone." Zhong Shao smiled as if he was triumphant, and his face was clear. It says "You also have today": "Although I don't have someone's phone number, but, if the dish I want you to abuse really enters the professional circle in the future, I'm afraid that I won't be able to use the contact information of the great god?"

"Grass!" Sun Zheping angrily picked up Young Master Zhong's collar, and stood in a stalemate for a long time, but finally he was defeated by his reassuring and triumphant smile: "I don't have an account."

"Ah, ah, isn't it just some kind of berserker? Back then I played too... Bah, why am I telling you this. Anyway!" Zhong Yebei put the goblet on the marble floor, and handed the stamp album to his grandson. Zhe Ping stuffed his arms, reached out and took out a crocodile leather men's wallet from his pocket, took out a glory account card, held it between two fingers, and waved it in front of Sun Zheping as if showing off: "Look, I'm ready!" Let's wait for you to agree haha!"

Sun Zheping took the account card with a dark face and put it in his pocket: "I need a while to get familiar with the role."

"No problem, no problem, you still have a long, long time to get acquainted." Zhong Shaozhi smiled complacently, "No matter what, that guy won't be able to play until next year, and you still have at least a whole year. "

"Are you all right now?" Sun Zheping stared at Zhong Yebei's face, and smiled hehe, making Master Zhong's back feel chills: "No...no more. Why——"

What answered him was Sun Zheping's solid straight punch.

According to Zhong Yebei's own account, he and his grandfather had a discussion about collecting stamps. The old and the young had a happy chat, and then his grandfather invited him to visit his collection in the study.Young Master Zhong, who followed his grandfather into the study room, originally wanted to see the types of books in the Sun family, but somehow he discovered Sun Zheping's stamp collection.Master Zhong lamented, "I never thought that Young Master Sun also likes collecting stamps" and couldn't help looking through Sun Zheping's collection curiously.

Next, according to Zhong Shao's original words, the door to a new world has opened, and the dawn of hope permeates every corner of his gloomy world.

Zhong Yebei took Sun Zheping's fist, knowing that he was right and didn't dare to say anything, he gasped in pain and smiled at Sun Zheping, Sun Zheping almost greeted him with another fist.He took out his phone and deleted the photos one by one in front of Sun Zheping. When he got to the last one, he couldn't help but lean into Sun Zheping's ear: "I said, Young Master Sun, that's really you!" Lover?"

"Your skin is still itchy, aren't you?" Sun Zheping glared at him viciously, Zhong Shao hurriedly closed his mouth knowingly, quickly deleted the last photo, and picked up the goblet on the ground , Humming a ditty back to the banquet.

Sun Zheping sighed a long time, and gripped the hard cover of the stamp album so hard that his knuckles turned white for a moment, and the horns of the hard shell were in his palm, hurting him so much.

Opening the stamp album, it was his face that shone slightly under the moonlight.

Zhang Jiale who was sleeping soundly, Zhang Jiale who was giggling, Zhang Jiale who was pouting, Zhang Jiale who was sticking out his tongue, Zhang Jiale who was eating with rice grains stuck to the corner of his mouth, Zhang Jiale who was holding his hands on his hips and pointing his middle finger to the sky...

One photo after another, either secretly or directly, the protagonist of each photo is the same person.

The time is marked under the photo, from the beginning of the third season to the end of the fifth season when I left.However, the content after that was filled with numerous clippings.

Zhang Jiale became the captain of Team Hundred Blossoms. Zhang Jiale led Team Hundred Blossoms to the playoffs. Zhang Jiale won another runner-up. Before the new season, Zhang Jiale suddenly announced his retirement...

Since when did collecting everything related to him become a part of my life?

Although I have said countless times not to touch and not to think about it, but when things related to him appeared in my field of vision, I still couldn't control myself. Collection of mind in general, properly kept up.

The surface of the photos has been slightly blurred due to being rubbed too many times; and the earliest batch of newspaper clippings has also been stained with the dark yellow of the years due to the long time.Sun Zheping couldn't help but gently stroked Zhang Jiale's bright and lively smiling face in the photo again with his fingers, and there was a sweet, numb and lingering pain in his heart that he didn't want to admit.

I will be back.

There will be no more escapes.

I hope you can still wait for me at the end of the flowers as before.