"Old Xing—"
"ah?"
Xie Dingyuan motioned to the door: "I'm looking for you."
It was the waiter who helped place the order before, standing outside and shrinking his head: "Brother Xing, there are a few more tables, the kitchen is too busy..."
Meaning, let him go back quickly.
Lao Xing had no choice but to leave reluctantly.
He hasn't had a good chat with the little girl yet...
"Do you want to add a WeChat?"
Xie Dingyuan's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
really-
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Okay."
"Hey! Uncle will give you a discount when you come back next time!" Lao Xing hurriedly scanned.
Adding friends, Jiang Fuyue clicked through, and then he left contentedly. Before going out, he seemed to remember that his old classmate was still there, and quickly added a sentence with a smile: "Old Xie, eat slowly~ If you don't have enough, add more! I personally send over!"
Xie Dingyuan: "..." Still coming? !
At this time, the coriander balls in the pot also floated up, and the time was just right.
"Do you want it?" Jiang Fuyue scooped up two with a colander and prepared to give them to him.
Xie Dingyuan replied in a muffled voice: "I will do it myself."
Careful identification, there is a bit of anger.
It's a pity that Jiang Fuyue didn't notice it, she said oh, and put it in her own bowl.
Xie Dingyuan: "?" Why didn't she ask me a second time
"Well, the taste is really good. It's fresher than the last one. It should be fresh." She took a bite, nodded and commented.
Xie Dingyuan pursed his lips slightly, feeling more depressed.
At the end of the meal, there was basically not much food left, only a few coriander balls floating on the soup, Jiang Fuyue felt it was a pity, but she really couldn't eat it.
Turning his eyes, he asked Xie Dingyuan: "Do you want it?"
The man's eyes lit up, this time he didn't say that he was here, he obediently pushed the bowl over, Jiang Fuyue followed suit, scooped up the balls and put them into his bowl.
Xie Dingyuan took a bite: Well, it's really delicious.
…
After eating, Xie Dingyuan went to pay the bill.
After leaving the store, it was already dark, and the night wind brought some coolness.
"Ah Choo—" Jiang Fuyue rubbed her nose.
In the next second, warmth covered her back, and the man draped his coat over her shoulders.
The hand didn't take half a point, and then consciously backed away.
So, when Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look at him, the man was already standing half a step away.
Nothing was overstepped, and the atmosphere was not ambiguous.
Because of this, she chose to accept it calmly. After all, the wind was really cold, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." He was gentle and polite, a gentleman.
But this scene fell into the eyes of Lao Xing who hurriedly chased him out, he was completely dumbfounded, his fat face was dull, and the shock was no different from being drenched in a pot of boiling hot pot soup.
Tie Hanhan, who was in love back then, now also puts on clothes for girls
Look at that calm appearance, rational and calm, but the little hands behind his back, constantly twitching, are not like that at all!
"Cough! Thank you, wait a minute—"
A man and a woman turned their heads at the same time. Under the light, one was handsome and indifferent, and the other was beautiful beyond dust. They were an indescribably perfect match.
Lao Xing was in a trance for a moment.
Then he walked forward with a smile, and took a few red tickets in his hand to Xie Dingyuan's hand: "Here, I'll treat you to this meal, I promised the little girl, I added WeChat, so I can't break my promise."
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Xie Dingyuan wanted to give him the money back, but after listening to it, his face darkened and he refused to give it back.
Let you be generous!
Lao Xing squinted his eyes, as if he could see through his thoughts, and deliberately said to Jiang Fuyue: "Come often in the future, uncle invites you."
Then he turned his head to look at Xie Dingyuan, with a half-smile and a deep meaning: "You too, often bring your eldest niece here, the door is open for you!"
Xie Dingyuan: "..." wanted to silence him.
"Let's go." With a cold face and a humble expression.
Jiang Fuyue said goodbye, and followed.
Lao Xing stood where he was, watching the two go away, smiling like a spring breeze, my heart fluttered, and he hummed an out-of-key tune.
The waiter standing at the door listened to it, and sang: "Ambiguous people suffer a lot of grievances, and there is no evidence of love... I don't even have the courage to hug..."
Tsk!
On the way to the parking lot, the two walked side by side, bathed in street lights, she was wearing his coat, and he looked at her profile from the corner of his eye.
The two were silent, but not embarrassed.
"...is the hot pot delicious?" Xie Dingyuan asked.
"Delicious. But you don't seem to like it?" Jiang Fuyue turned to look at him.
"Actually, it's okay."
He wanted to say: With you, yes.
Shen Qiannan who shot an arrow in the distance: "?" After all, it was a wrong payment.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: "But just now Lao Xing said that you never go to a hotpot restaurant?"
The man's scalp tightened: "...that was before, not now."
"oh."
While talking, the two arrived at the parking lot, and Lao Zhang was already waiting in the driver's seat.
Xie Dingyuan opened the back seat door and let Jiang Fuyue go up first, before he bowed in.
Walking steadily along the way, Jiang Fuyue was drowsy, and the two of them didn't speak any more.
Lao Zhang sneaked a peek through the mirror, but unfortunately, he didn't see anything tricky, only when his eyes swept over the suit jacket on the girl, there was a faint light beating.
Half an hour later, the black Mercedes drove into Yutianhua Mansion.
"… arrive."
Jiang Fuyue returned the coat to him, "Thank you."
Then, push the door and get off.
Sudden-
"Are we still together tomorrow morning?"
Jiang Fuyue turned her head, and saw the man's handsome face bathed in the light from the lowered car window, which softened the indifference and added some warmth.
At this moment, the dark pupils looked at her, as if there was light inside.
Jiang Fuyue thought for a while: "Is it convenient for you?"
Xie Dingyuan nodded: "It's convenient."
"good."
"See you tomorrow."
…
It was night, Jiang Fuyue finished reading two papers and lay down early.
Before going to bed, she planned in her mind what she was going to do tomorrow, down to what to finish in the morning and what to continue in the afternoon.
If possible, she also wanted to make the schedule more compact.
But Lao Bai's speed obviously couldn't keep up. She was downstream, and every step must be based on the data provided by Lao Bai.
The current upstream was too slow, so she could only slow down the boat.
It would be great if it was Xie Dingyuan, Jiang Fuyue thought, he would definitely be able to keep up...
And the person who could keep up with him was sitting in the study at the moment, with the documents spread out in his hand, but his eyes were not on them, but he propped his head on one hand, and looked forward as if he was empty.
But the front is empty, nothing.
The smell of hot pot still remained on the clothes, which became more and more pungent in the cold and desolate night.
According to his previous habits, he should change them as soon as he entered the door and throw the whole set into the laundry basket, but today he didn't want to do that.
It seems that if you keep the taste, you can keep the feeling.
That feeling of... walking with her, even if you don't say anything, there is still a safe distance between you, and you don't feel your heart beating.
In the nearly thirty years of his life, this kind of experience is strange and novel, and it also has a fatal temptation, which attracts him to continue to explore and dig.
Xie Dingyuan felt that he had become very strange—
Hot pot, which I didn't like, suddenly wasn't so unbearable.
The problem of repelling getting too close to the opposite sex seems to be cured, but the object is only Jiang Fuyue.
The girl who used to be disliked is now good everywhere, which made him pay attention unconsciously.
That night, Xie Dingyuan wrote in "Jiang Fuyue's Suspicious Behavior Observation Record"—
"Because of her, I seem to have become another person."
"But it's not a bad feeling."
"She's more interesting than any research topic."
"Do you want to create another "Observation Record of Self-Doubting Behavior"?"
…
The next day Jiang Fuyue had breakfast and was ready to go out.
Little brother Jiang swallowed the last bite of the sandwich, carried his small schoolbag, da da da followed, and held Jiang Fuyue's hand: "I'll go with my sister."
While the siblings were wearing their shoes, Han Yunru stuffed a bottle of hot milk, Jiang Fuyue was in a small size, and Jiang Chenxing was in an extra-large size.
"Drink on the road."
The store has hired a part-time worker, and now she can go there two hours late, just in time to make breakfast for the children.
The siblings went out, and within two steps, the familiar Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of them.
The car window lowered, revealing the man's handsome face.
Xie Dingyuan glanced at Little Brother Jiang who was holding the milk can in both hands, and at the same time, Little Brother Jiang was also looking at him.
Hmm... He has seen this uncle before.
His face was stinky before, but now it doesn't stinky, and he's pretty handsome, but he doesn't like to smile so much that people dare not approach him.
Sensing his gaze, little brother Jiang couldn't help but move closer to his sister.
Jiang Fuyue patted his head, and said to Xie Dingyuan: "You go first, I will send him out to wait for the school bus."
Xie Dingyuan opened the car door: "Come up."
Jiang Fuyue: "?"
"Send him off first, and then go to the laboratory together."
It seems... also OK.
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One watch, three thousand words.
Sister Yue: I'm sleeping.
Lao Xie: I am thinking about her.
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