When Zheng Bo came out of the hospital, he saw a familiar figure not far from the hospital gate.
He thought for a while, stepped on the gas pedal, and caught up with the man.
"Baba—" Zheng Bo honked the horn twice, and seeing Fan Wenfeng startled, he couldn't help feeling a little funny. He drove the car closer, lowered the window and said to the people outside the window: "Where are you going? It's not easy to call a car at this point, I'll take you."
Fan Wenfeng was a little surprised to see someone coming, but he didn't feel surprised when he thought this was his land. He came here today by a colleague's ride. He didn't drive himself, but he thought that Zheng Bo was just being polite. After all, the two of them didn't know each other well, so he waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, I don't bother you."
Normally at this time, the other party should accept the kindness, say hello and leave, but Zheng Bo just laughed and said, "You won't remember what happened last time?"
Fan Wenfeng rolled his eyes in his heart, last time he was a little too neurotic for the sake of Ren Zhouyuan's health, but it has been so long, and now that Ren Zhouyuan even gave birth to twins, how could he still hold grudges.
It was just two half-baked strangers sitting in the narrow compartment, feeling embarrassed no matter what they thought, Fan Wenfeng laughed dryly, with a hypocritical expression on his face: "It's nothing, I have nothing to do here, just walk out slowly, really Don't bother you."
"Oh, so," just when Fan Wenfeng thought he was about to give up, Zheng Bo suddenly said, "That's just right, since you're not busy, let's have a light meal together."
Fan Wenfeng felt that this person was really inexplicable, and after saying "You're welcome" with a cold face, he left without shaking his head.
How did he know that Zheng Bo seemed to be unable to read other people's expressions, driving slowly behind him not far away. The corners of Fan Wenfeng's eyes twitched, why didn't he think this person had this personality before
He took a deep breath and stopped, turned around and walked to the side of the car, leaned down and said, "Just one meal?"
Zheng Bo smiled and nodded.
The atmosphere in the car was just as Fan Wenfeng thought it would be, silent and awkward, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he really didn't know what the person sitting in the driver's seat was feeling at ease.
Zheng Bo seemed to be in a good mood. There was brisk jazz music playing in the car, and he could sometimes be heard humming twice, and his index finger tapped on the steering wheel following the rhythm of the music.
Fan Wenfeng was muttering inwardly, his mind was full of whether this person wanted to get revenge for the last time he said that he would replace the attending doctor, but he didn't expect that this person looked so generous, but he had such a personality that could easily hold grudges.
But Fan Wenfeng really misunderstood Zheng Bo this time. He simply thought that Fan Wenfeng was quite interesting. As a friend, he could care so much about Ren Zhouyuan. , so I can talk about what I said last time.
He could see that Fan Wenfeng was still brooding about that incident, and he thought it was no big deal to be misunderstood. The relationship between doctors and patients was originally such a thing, but as a good friend of Ren Zhouyuan, he naturally understood his character. If one can communicate with Ren Zhouyuan, it will not be too far behind. Although I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future, but now that we see each other, then we can take advantage of the situation to clear up the conflict, and maybe we can make a good friend.
Zheng Bo didn't ask Fan Wenfeng's opinion, and directly drove to a Japanese restaurant he often went to.
This store happened to be located not far from Fan Wenfeng's home, so when he saw Zheng Bo driving the car into a familiar road, he was surprised for a moment, and he was not surprised that it was in this place until the car was parked. There is still such a store hidden.
The decoration style of the store is different from that of ordinary Japanese food stores. It is more like a restaurant than a restaurant. The shop is decorated very warmly. The first thing you see when you enter the store is a long bar with a lot of wine, but there are cooks in white suits walking around inside.
The melodious pure piano music and soft lighting make people relax immediately. Fan Wenfeng followed Zheng Bo to sit at the bar, saw that he was so familiar with the menu, he quickly ordered several dishes, turned his head when he was done, and raised his eyebrows at him.
Fan Wenfeng rolled his eyes, wondering why you think I know what to eat here? He suppressed his temper and asked if he could give him a menu. How did he know that Zheng Bo smiled at him again, turned to the waiter and said, "It's the same as me."
Fan Wenfeng felt that this person behaved exactly the same as when they first met, just as arrogant and defiant.
He didn't even know that he was blinded by the ghost, why he followed him to this ghost place, and he was full of anger before the meal was eaten, and he only hoped that the meal would end sooner, the torment The time can come a little shorter.
On this side he was still slandering non-stop, on the other side Zheng Bo had already ordered a bottle of green plum wine and poured it in front of him, and said to him: "Try it, this wine tastes good, the strength is not high, the boss made it himself, There is only something to drink here." He looked a little regretful, and said, "Unfortunately, I have to drive later, you have to drink my share, or you will lose money."
Fan Wenfeng glanced at him, and saw Zheng Bo was looking at him sincerely, so he thought a little bit of a broken can, since he made such a start, he would cut his head and retract his head, and he didn't bother to be hypocritical, so he picked up the cup and swallowed it in one gulp. drink.
The sweet and sour plum aroma spread from the tip of the tongue to the entire mouth. The wine went down the esophagus, and the places it passed along the road were warm. The aroma of the wine returned to the nasal cavity, and even the breath smelled of plums. Fan Wenfeng looked at the empty wine glass in his hand, feeling a little dazed. Before he could react, he heard a chuckle from the person beside him.
He looked up at him, Zheng Bo took the wine glass from his hand, filled another glass for him, and said with a smile while pouring, "Don't be greedy."
Fan Wenfeng didn't know if it was the alcohol or something else, but felt his face was hot, and the surrounding scene was a bit hazy, and even Zheng Bo's profile looked a little handsome.
He felt that this person was really as hateful as ever, he could feel that his head was a little hard to use, and he actually lied to him that the alcohol was not high.
The dishes ordered by Zheng Bo came to the table one after another. The dishes were delicately made, and a few glasses of plum wine were also appetizing. Fan Wenfeng thought that he was drunk, so he didn't need to be angry with Zheng Bo, so he picked up his chopsticks and started to move.
The two chatted and ate, most of them were Zheng Bo's questions and Fan Wenfeng's answers. Occasionally, Zheng Bo would add a few words of his own opinion. After a meal, there was no embarrassment or unnaturalness as imagined.
After he was seven or eight minutes full, Fan Wenfeng found out that Zheng Bo had been helping him to add tea and seasonings, making everything right, but he hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls.
He looked at the first plate in his hand, coughed, put down his chopsticks uncomfortably, picked up his cup and took a sip of tea.
Zheng Bo probably saw what he was thinking, so he just chuckled and didn't add anything to him. He also took a sip of tea, and then said, "I heard from Xiao Yuan that you met him because of work, right?"
Fan Wenfeng paused for a moment, nodded, and told him about the process of their acquaintance.
Zheng Bo asked again: "Then are you a full-time editor now? Or do you occasionally write manuscripts?"
Fan Wenfeng shook his head, with a bit of regret in his eyes, "I haven't written for a long time, Xiao Yuan is the most worry-free, and the other writers I follow." He paused, waved his hand and said, "Oh, don't mention it, I thought it would be easy to be an editor, just to urge manuscripts to be reviewed. How did I know that there are a lot of bad things? Sometimes I want to pick up a pen and write again, but I don’t have the energy. So sometimes when I see a good topic, I can’t help but push it. For writers who like it, I hope they can choose that topic to realize their wish to write.”
Zheng Bo nodded in understanding, and then asked Fan Wenfeng a lot about his work. Fan Wenfeng seldom talked about this with others. He used to pour bitter water on Ren Zhouyuan occasionally, but since he and Leonid got together, this kind of opportunity has been much less. Today, I don’t know if it’s because he held it in for too long or was driven by alcohol. To let him say so much to a nodding acquaintance who was regarded as a stranger.
What he said was full of love for literary work, and when he talked about the topics he had "thought about", his eyes sparkled even more, which made Zheng Bo feel a little funny.
He thought, this person and Ren Zhouyuan have the same temperament, no wonder they became good friends.
What makes Zheng Bo even more amusing is that Fan Wenfeng always "lures" Ren Zhouyuan to write content that he has wanted to write for a long time, but every time because of his so-called professional ethics or respect for friends in Zheng Bo's eyes, Fan Wenfeng Feng was always overly reserved, and in the end those topics he wanted to write were not selected.
"Leonid and his company also gave me a manuscript before. I really wanted to write that manuscript, and I was scratching my head. In the end, Xiaoyuan still didn't write it, but unexpectedly stumbled into their company by mistake. , I went to write unlimited manuscripts for them.”
When Fan Wenfeng said these words, his face was full of embarrassment, and he was full of unwillingness after knowing the truth. Zheng Bo was amused by him. I thought Fan Wenfeng was a very stubborn person. The atmosphere of the first meeting between the two was really not good. He didn't even give himself a good face just now. He made an appointment with someone, but he didn't expect him to discover an unexpected side of this person.
Lenovo's previous confrontation was nothing more than Fan Wenfeng's frank expression of caring for his friends. Hearing his inadvertent protection of Ren Zhouyuan, Zheng Bo couldn't help but think that being remembered by such a person all the time, he should be very happy Bar.
He smiled wryly in his heart and shook his head.
He's gay, and he's been vacant for a long time, but he doesn't think he won't refuse everyone. Ren Zhouyuan is a natural gay, he can tell, but facing the person in front of him, he has been uncertain about his sexual orientation, but thinking about how long he and Ren Zhouyuan have known each other but there is no spark, it must be a straight man Also big.
It seems that if you are single for a long time, you can just look at anyone.
This meal was a joy for both the host and the guests. Needless to say Zheng Bo's little thoughts, even Fan Wenfeng felt that this meal that should have been full of embarrassment was harmonious for the first time, and this person who thought he was arrogant However, the person unexpectedly got along well with him.
It's been a long time since he had a heart-to-heart talk with anyone. Although he subconsciously blamed that bottle of plum wine, Fan Wenfeng still secretly changed his mind about Zheng Bo somewhere in his heart. He felt that this person was arrogant. There is a little tenderness in the middle, which is really a mixture of contradictions.
Since that day, the two have made appointments several times. Zheng Bo always seems to be able to find strange restaurants and take Fan Wenfeng to eat all over the world. He was knowledgeable, funny and gentle, and most of what he said was things he didn't understand before. Fan Wenfeng felt relaxed and comfortable getting along with him, and gradually broke the initial impression of him.
It was only later that Ren Zhouyuan realized that the relationship between the two had become so good without knowing it. He still remembered the time when he passed out and was admitted to the hospital, and of course he was happy to see their friendship. He said a lot of good things about Zheng Bo to Fan Wenfeng, including some interesting stories about the two when they were young. It wasn't until this time that Fan Wenfeng knew that they had known each other for a long time.
The words that reprimanded Zheng Bo that day were once again imprinted in his mind, bringing back his embarrassing memories. As soon as he thought of asking Zheng Bo if he could take responsibility, and threatening him to replace the attending physician, he wanted to bury his head in the ground, Don't come out and make a fool of yourself.
Leonid hadn't been very interested in Fan Wenfeng for a long time. Although he let go of his guard later and knew that Ren Zhouyuan and him were just good friends, there was always a thorn in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to separate the two of them.
In the last few meetings with Fan Wenfeng, Leonid also went with Ren Zhouyuan in order to take care of the two younger ones, and when he heard that Fan Wenfeng always mentioned Zheng Bo and talked about the relationship between the two of them , there was an indescribably charming look like that, Leonid suddenly thought of what he had joked before saying that Fan Wenfeng was his mother-in-law.
Leonid was half a year younger than Fan Wenfeng, and this incident made him feel dissatisfied for a long time, but when he thought that if Fan Wenfeng and Zheng Bo were matched, the possibility of Fan Wenfeng being suppressed was far greater than that of the other two. Suppress Zheng Bo's chances.
He secretly looked for opportunities to get the two of them together, such as asking them out for dinner, leaving on the pretext of having something to do, or asking Ren Zhouyuan to invite people to his home, and then provide them with some opportunities to be alone, etc.
Ren Zhouyuan didn't know what his plan was, he thought he was finally going to let go of his guard against Fan Wenfeng, so he was more than happy to invite them to his house.
After a few times, Leonid found that what he had done seemed a bit redundant. The two were so familiar that they didn't need anyone to match them up. Even judging from the way they got along, the only difference was that they didn't pierce the last layer of relationship.
Fan Wenfeng knew that he had misunderstood Zheng Bo at the beginning, so he wanted to find a chance to treat him to a meal to make up for it, and at the same time, he also looked for an opportunity to formally apologize to him. After the two of them finished their meal that day, Fan Wenfeng rushed to pay the bill. Zheng Bo held his wallet and looked at him suspiciously. gone?"
Fan Wenfeng nodded, shook his head again and said, "I haven't forgotten, but this time I'll do it." He felt that it was really difficult to admit the previous incident, and he was still struggling with how to say it.
Zheng Bo frowned lightly, and was not in a hurry to check out, he asked, "What's wrong with you today, you feel a little absent-minded, did something happen?"
Fan Wenfeng looked a little embarrassed, raised his hand and rubbed his nose, sighed silently in his heart, and said what he had simulated hundreds of times in his mind.
"...That's, that's it," he blushed, not daring to look up at him, so he missed the surprised and amused expression on Zheng Bo's face. Fan Wenfeng clasped his palms together, and said sincerely: "I'm really sorry! I was frightened by Xiao Yuan's sudden fainting at that time, and I never doubted your professionalism!"
"Oh?" Zheng Bo took the time to look at him, "Really not?"
Fan Wenfeng laughed dryly, "Yes, there is a little..." After finishing speaking, he felt that it was not appropriate, so he immediately shut up and kept his mouth shut.
Zheng Boqiang held back his smile, thinking it was funny to see him doing something wrong, "Oh, it really hurt my heart a little at that time, hey..." He sighed pretendingly, watching Fan Wenfeng secretly from the corner of his eyes expression.
Fan Wenfeng felt even more guilty when he said this, and suddenly felt that it was not enough to invite such a meal. If he was questioned about his professionalism, he would probably be furious. Zheng Bo is really like this now It's a good temper.
He thought for a moment, and asked, "Then what do you want? Tell me a condition, and I will definitely make it up!"
Zheng Bo raised his eyebrows, "Compensation? Hmm..." He suddenly lost his mind and said, "Then stay with me for one night, and I will forgive you if you serve me comfortably."
When he said this, his heartbeat kept speeding up. He knew that he shouldn't make such a joke, but he couldn't hold back the words. Deep in his heart, he was still vaguely expecting Fan Wenfeng's answer.
Sure enough, Fan Wenfeng was stunned when he heard it, looked at him and blinked, a little unsure if this meant what he guessed.
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The two looked at each other quietly, until seeing Fan Wenfeng frowned, Zheng Bo's heart suddenly became cold, and the smile on his face Yi also gradually froze, and finally waved his hands with a dry smile: "What are you thinking, I'm joking, haha! Let's go, didn't you say you want to invite me to dinner?"
"Is...is it?" Fan Wenfeng belatedly picked up his bag and stood up to pay the bill. The back view of leaving still had a sense of fleeing, which made Zheng Bo laugh at himself even more distressed.
Sure enough, you shouldn't flirt with straight men casually.
On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was even worse than when the two of them went to eat for the first time. No one spoke along the way, leaving only the whistling wind of the air conditioner in the car.
Zheng Bo glanced at Fan Wenfeng lightly, seeing that he was still troubled, he couldn't help but sighed. He wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't find anything to say. He felt that it was not right to say anything now, so he kept silent and sent Fan Wenfeng to his residence.
After the car stopped, Fan Wenfeng still maintained the same posture, frowned and looked down at his hands, unaware that he had arrived at his destination.
Zheng Bo plucked his hair helplessly, turned off the car and said to him: "The place where you live is here." Seeing Fan Wenfeng move, Zheng Bo knew that he was listening, and continued: "What I said just now you Don't take it to heart, I have no other intentions."
Fan Wenfeng finally raised his head to look at him, and asked back with an expression that Zheng Bo couldn't understand: "What does that mean?"
Zheng Bo paused and quickly said, "I'm just joking, there's really no other meaning."
"Really." Fan Wenfeng said softly, this time his expression flashed a moment of disappointment, very fast, but Zheng Bo kept paying attention to the expression on his face and did not miss it. He heard Fan Wenfeng say, "Thank you for coming out with me today." He opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car without even looking at him.
Zheng Bo subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold him, and his frozen heart became active again, beating so loudly that he could hardly hear his own voice clearly.
At that moment, he thought of countless possibilities and poured enough cold water on himself, but he couldn't resist the one-ten-thousandth temptation.
Zheng Bo said: "If I think wrong, or you don't mean it that way, I hope you can forget what I said next."
He grabbed Fan Wenfeng's hand tightly again, and said a little nervously: "I'm sorry I tried you in that way," he took a deep breath, "I like you, but I'm not sure if you can... accept men, if You also have a little bit of meaning for me, I hope you can seriously consider dating me."
Fan Wenfeng looked at him in shock when he heard the words, and seeing his expression, Zheng Bo's heart that had just recovered was about to be extinguished again.
Fan Wenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, moved his hand with the empty hand, and just when Zheng Bo thought he was going to "tear" his own hand, he held it tightly.
He looked at him with wide eyes and saw that Fan Wenfeng seemed relieved, then smiled to himself and said, "What a coincidence, I have the same idea as you."
Zheng Bo felt that he seemed to have heard it wrong, because now he only heard the thundering sound of his heart, and he didn't know that all this was real until he was embraced by Fan Wenfeng.
From today onwards, he no longer has to envy others to be remembered all the time, because he has also found the person who will remember him in his heart.
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*The last small theater*
Leonid: I feel relieved when I see Fan Wenfeng being pressed
Fan Wenfeng: Didn't you see how aggressive my last move was? !
Leonid's three views are broken.jpg
Zheng Bo OS: Anyway, you can’t see our stewed meat, my wife likes to say whoever gets the most out of it------
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