The last time Ji Fan saw Jiang Qihuai was when he was in America a year ago.
He actually didn't know why Jiang Qihuai left back then, but sometimes he would occasionally feel, maybe a little bit, that the reason why he punched him back then and said those words was in it, and he didn't know why, he would feel a little guilty.
So during the years when Jiang Qihuai left, Ji Fan has always been in touch with him.
I don't know if it's to make up for it or to comfort him, Ji Fan sometimes tells him about Tao Zhi's recent situation, he said, Jiang Qihuai just listens and doesn't ask too much.
And Tao Zhi didn't have any sequelae after breaking up with him. After a long time, Ji Fan felt that the two of them were probably relieved.
Sometimes, just liking each other isn't enough.
Fate and timing seem to be more important.
As for Tao Zhi and Jiang Qihuai, it was probably because they were destined to each other, and it was a pity that they could not be together.
Ji Fan always thought so.
But at this time, he watched the two standing in front of him with their shoulders crossed, eyeing each other endlessly and singing along.
Sorry shit!
Jiang Qihuai, that bitch, is just pretending to be like him! She pretended to be honest with him for six years, pretending to be pure-hearted and not doing what he wanted, but it turned out to be here waiting for him!
And he was actually full of guilt and sympathy for him, even willing to take the initiative to tell him about Tao Zhi.
Isn't this fucking sending sheep into the mouth of tigers
Ji Fan felt that he was being used.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Tao Zhi, and said solemnly like an elder: "You come in."
Tao Zhi glanced at him, thought for a while, and decided to cooperate with him to appease the pissed off first.
She gently tugged at the cuffs of Jiang Qihuai's coat and went into the room.
Ji Fan watched her go in, and shifted his eyes to Jiang Qihuai: "You go first."
After he finished speaking, he slammed the door shut in his face with a "bang".
When the door made a loud bang, Ji Fan suddenly felt an indescribable satisfaction in his heart.
From the first year of high school to the present, eight years have passed.
Finally, for the first time, he gave Jiang Qihuai some color that made him feel comfortable physically and mentally.
He turned around with his hands behind his back, Tao Zhi was taking off his coat, and Fu Xiling was whispering to her beside him.
"What have you been talking about after staying here for so long?" Fu Xiling asked.
"Just chat casually." Tao Zhi put his coat aside and said with a smile.
"Ahem." Ji Fan cleared his throat.
Fu Xiling sat next to Tao Zhi, nodded knowingly: "You two are reconciled."
Tao Zhi: "We still—"
She paused, leaned closer to her ear, and said a few words in a low voice.
Ji Fan: "Hey, hey—"
Hearing what Tao Zhi said, Fu Xiling blinked and said, "Xue Shen's efficiency really surprised me."
Tao Zhi squinted his eyes: "I quite like him like this."
Ji Fan was ignored for five minutes, and he just stood in the middle of the living room and said helplessly, "Aunts and grandmas, please excuse me?"
Fu Xiling raised his head, with a strange expression on his face: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Didn't drive?" Tao Zhi raised his chin outward, "You should be quicker and Jiang Qihuai should not have left when you go downstairs now, you can ask him to take you back."
"No," Ji Fan scratched his hair angrily, "What's the matter with you and Jiang Qihuai, are you reconciled?"
"Yes." Tao Zhi said, "Can't we make up?"
Her expression was calm and calm, as if this was a natural and normal thing, but it made Ji Fan choke: "Then you two haven't seen each other for so many years."
Tao Zhi: "Does he have a girlfriend?"
"No..." Ji Fan paused, "Right?"
"It just so happens that I don't have a boyfriend," Tao Zhi spread his hands, "It's not illegal for a single man and woman to fall in love."
Ji Fan stared at her, really couldn't think of any point in Jiang Qihuai that made him insist on saying no.
But he doesn't care about some things, and it doesn't mean that everyone can ignore them.
After a long time, Ji Fan sighed, touched his nose, leaned sideways against the wall and said, "I don't care who you like to fall in love with, and I don't think it's a big deal, but what does Lao Tao say?"
Tao Zhi's expression froze for a moment, and he said tentatively: "I think Boss Tao seems to have a lot of open-mindedness recently. Isn't he still watching love variety shows every day to pick candy from other people's daughter's CP?"
Ji Fan sneered: "Then try it, see if this person is his own daughter, can he still pick out the candy?"
Tao Zhi didn't bother to inquire about Tao Xiuping's current thoughts. The next morning, as soon as Tao Zhi arrived at the studio, he received a call from the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine he knew during his university internship.
The other party got straight to the point, without delay, and directly invited her to shoot the cover of "SINGO" magazine in March.
The March issue is in the midst of changing seasons, and it is the most important event every year after the September issue. Often the cover characters will be selected half a year ago, and the rest of the time will be spent on creative design, and enough time should be left for reshoots.
For the cover of the March issue of "SINGO", Tao Zhi is the third photographer they hired.
Because the time was tight, Tao Zhi sent the contract to Xiao Jin to confirm that there was no problem, Tao Zhi wanted to come to the cover model's photos and information at night, and went to the magazine the next day.
The deputy editor-in-chief Ren Ying was already waiting at the entrance of the studio. The two had a good relationship, and Ren Ying gave her a hug as soon as she came up.
Tao Zhi followed her in, and whispered, "What's the matter? Usually, there's no way to change the photographer. If the film doesn't work, reshoot it or it'll be over. Don't you offend people?"
"It's the prince who just graduated from the United States and came back to China, and he didn't chase him away. The photographer left by himself," Ren Ying said helplessly, "Anyway, you'll find out soon."
While she was talking, the two of them had already entered the studio.
The studio of "SINGO" is very professional, with all kinds of professional equipment inside. Sitting in front of a white tea table is a man with a pink shirt and iron foil. Probably because Ren Ying had already greeted him in advance and knew who Tao Zhi was. Xiao Jin followed behind and just put down her bag when his eyes swept over: "Teacher Tao? You look very young."
Tao Zhi pretended not to understand what he said, unzipped the bag chain and took out the camera, calmly said: "Young and promising."
Tin foil hot: "..."
I was shocked when the tin foil was hot. I have never seen such a frank and boastful person.
He turned his head and asked loudly, "This teacher Tao has been in this business for how many years? I haven't heard of such a character before."
Tao Zhi glanced at him: "I have graduated for a year."
Tin foil iron deliberately made a very surprised expression: "One year, then you should still be at the level of learning as an apprentice with the teacher?"
Both inside and outside feel that she is inexperienced and doubt her level.
This man's yin and yang is really annoying, but it's still a rank behind Xu Suinian's annoying look.
Tao Zhi picked a fixed-focus lens, and pretended unhurriedly: "Little prince, if you have any dissatisfaction with photography, I suggest you screen it before you come to invite someone, don't just wear a suit when everyone is here." The robe is full of symbols and spells. What good does it do you to offend all the photography in the circle? In the future, do you plan to start taking pictures for your own magazines or just find some third-rate photography to deal with?"
Tao Zhi installed the camera, took two steps back and forth, and checked the distance and angle: "When I am working, I don't like having unimportant people chant next to me. Don't ask Zhang, come back to question my professional ability when the time comes, okay?" Tao Zhi discussed with him in a good-tempered manner, and patted him on the shoulder with a free hand, persuading him, "The "SINGO" family has a big business. I can't bear your defeat like this, please show some mercy."
After she finished speaking, she went straight to the front to communicate with the cover model.
Tin Foil Tang looked at her in bewilderment, then turned his head to look at Xiao Jin, and said in disbelief, "How dare she talk to me like that?"
Xiao Jin also looked at him strangely: "You are not the emperor."
"..."
Tin foil hot thinks the photographer and her assistant are very interesting.
The tin foil became hotter: "Okay, I'll see what kind of flowers she can shoot." He paused, sat up straight and asked again, "Does your boss have a boyfriend?"
"No," Xiao Jin said, "but she doesn't like you either."
"You also know that she doesn't like me, does Huanxi know? It's called not being acquainted with each other," Tin Foil Tang pinched his bangs and stroked them down, then tossed his hair left and right twice, "And I'm pretty good looking too. Bar?"
Xiao Jin said without squinting: "She doesn't like to leave tinfoil hot, she says she looks like Teddy."
Tin foil hot: "..."
Probably this prince is indeed a stickler, and Tao Zhi didn't hear the noisy voice of this onmyoji all day long.
It wasn't until the evening that she was free that she had time to send Jiang Qihuai a WeChat message.
He should be still busy there, and it took more than ten minutes to reply: [Pick you up?]
Tao Zhi glanced at his watch while drinking water, and casually sent him a location.
His company was not far from the magazine office. Tao Zhi packed up his things and handed them to Xiao Jin, put on his coat and went downstairs, ready to wait in the lobby on the first floor.
A few rows of sofas surround the round table in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby of the office building. There is a coffee shop on the right, and a rest area is separated by green plants. The position is slightly sunken.
Tao Zhi raised his head.
The tin foil scalded his bangs: "Teacher Tao, where are you waiting?"
Tao Zhi looked at his flying dog hair expressionlessly: "Wait for your boyfriend."
The tin foil was hot and I was stunned: "Didn't your little assistant say that you don't have a boyfriend?"
Tao Zhi was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned his head and continued playing with his phone.
She clicked on Jiang Qihuai's chat box on WeChat and opened a location sharing.
At first, there was only her little one, but after a while, Jiang Qihuai's little coordinates also squeezed in.
Tao Zhi saw that his icon was only a little away from her, almost overlapping, and then slowly approached. She let out a "huh" and turned her head away.
The two small coordinates on the phone overlap together.
Tao Zhi raised his head, looked at the person standing behind him, and couldn't help pursing his lips: "I'm hungry!"
Jiang Qihuai lowered his head, and when he saw her, his brows and eyes seemed to soften: "What do you want to eat?"
"It's okay, let's talk about it on the way." Tao Zhi stood up, bypassing the tin foil that was still sitting next to him.
As soon as she walked over, the tin foil suddenly said, "Jiang Qihuai?"
Tao Zhi froze for a moment, then turned his head away.
Jiang Qihuai glanced at him sideways.
The tin foil was hot and uncertain: "Is it you, fuck me, what a coincidence, aren't you on Wall Street? Why did you return to China?"
Jiang Qihuai looked at him expressionlessly, with two words written on his calm face: Who are you.
It was very similar to Ji Fan's reaction when he confessed his enemy on the first day when he transferred to Experimental No. 1 Middle School.
Tao Zhi wanted to laugh a little.
But he didn't care about the hot tin foil, he introduced himself excitedly and then started to exchange pleasantries, Tao Zhi managed to extract the pitiful useful information from his pile of nonsense—
A classmate of Jiang Qihuai's master's degree, who just graduated and returned to China.
Everyone has graduated and worked for more than a year, and you just graduated and returned to China, so why are you so embarrassed to say so
Tao Zhi looked at the tinfoil and asked Jiang Qihuai for a WeChat account. After the two added it, they said goodbye. When they left the office building, Tao Zhi asked curiously: "You really don't remember him?"
Jiang Qihuai: "I don't remember."
Tao Zhi shrank his head down, hid in his scarf and watched him open the car door: "I still think he is quite easy to impress."
When she got into the co-pilot, Jiang Qihuai glanced at her, walked around the front of the car and got in the car without saying a word.
Tao Zhi didn't pay attention at first, until after the car drove for a while, she put away her phone and looked up, only to find that the corners of his lips were curled downwards, and he remained silent.
While waiting for the red light, Tao Zhi leaned over to look at him, stretched out a finger to poke the corner of his downturned lips: "What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Qihuai paused for a while, and then couldn't help but asked lightly: "How easy is he to impress people?"
Tao Zhi: "..."
Just bored all the way for this.
Tao Zhi suppressed a smile and looked at him: "Yeah, he talks a lot and has a lively personality."
Jiang Qihuai nodded, and his expression didn't change: "If you talk less, you won't be impressed."
Tao Zhi also nodded solemnly: "That's right, what should I do?"
Jiang Qihuai turned his head sideways.
The winter days are short, and the street lights on both sides have been turned on. The warm yellow light penetrates into the car along the windows and windshield, hazy and bright. The straight red light at the intersection is very long, and the red Arabic numerals keep jumping.
Jiang Qihuai looked at her for a few seconds with the corners of his lips drooping, and suddenly leaned over with one hand on the steering wheel, he lowered his neck and leaned over with his head sideways, and bit her lower lip hard.
Tao Zhi hissed in pain: "What are you doing!"
Jiang Qihuai licked her lips, and murmured, "Deepen your impression."