The screen gradually dimmed, Zhuang Fan's heart lit up, and so on.
He was lying on his stomach, the pillow under him was just like his heart and liver at the moment, it was pressed so tightly that it was hot, uncomfortable and comfortable, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
Gu Zhuoyan paid attention to him, but he took the initiative to pay attention to him.
Zhuang Fanxin got up, poured half a glass of water from the bedside, and babbled. When his eyes were clear, he dialed Gu Zhuoyan's number, put the phone to his ear, but heard a thumping heartbeat.
Once, twice, Zhuang Fanxin stood beside the bed like a soldier, three or four times he was connected, he immediately pretended to be elegant, pretended to be calm and said, "Morning, it's me."
"Hello." A female voice responded, "The general manager is in a meeting, where are you?"
Gu Zhuoyan's call was forwarded to the secretary, who was not there. Zhuang Fan's legs suddenly softened, he fell down on the edge of the bed and loosened his limbs, and replied, "Excuse me, I will contact you later."
He lay back and looked at the delicate French plaster line in the corner of the wall. It was high-grade, pure and white, and could not be stained. It was very similar to Gu Zhuoyan's lack of self-control today.
Doorbell rang.
Zhuang Fan got up and went to open the door. He woke up late. It wouldn't be for breakfast. The cleaning of the room was at noon, which was wrong. He guessed that he walked behind the door and opened it to see Pei Zhi standing outside.
To be exaggerated, Zhuang Fan's heart almost burst into tears in an instant, as if his relatives rushed up to meet each other, and rudely hugged Pei Zhi into the room. During these days, he was wandering in an unfamiliar city, mediating in his new workplace, inside and out, making loneliness soaked and pickled.
Pei Zhi took off his jacket: "Do you miss me?"
"Of course, I thought you wouldn't be back until next month." Zhuang Fanxin found that there was no suitcase. "Have you gone home? I went to see my grandmother before, and she was in good spirits."
Pei Zhi went home first after getting off the plane. He wanted to go to the company again. He contacted the supervisor and learned that Zhuang Fanxin had not yet gone to work, so he diverted to the hotel. He followed Zhuang Fanxin into the bathroom, stopped at the door and asked, "My brother, how are you adjusting?"
Zhuang Fan replied, "It's all good.
Pei Zhi smiled, reporting good news but not bad news, boring.
Zhuang Fanxin said: "Really. I commute early in the morning and return late at night. No matter what time I see young and old who are running for life, no one has an easy life. I am very content."
"I feel it so soon." Pei Zhi looked at him, "Since it's all good, what's the specific good?"
Zhuang Fanxin held the toothbrush and brushed out a mouthful of foam. The mint was cool and spicy. He swept away the remaining drowsiness from the sleeping pills. He rinsed clean and panted like a dog.
Looking at his self in the mirror, he picked out the best: "I met Gu Zhuoyan."
Pei Zhi couldn't help but let go of his elbow, and confirmed it several times, really? This city has a wide boundary and is surrounded by a ring. People in the south of the city may never have been to the north of the city in their entire lives, but Zhuang Fanxin met Gu Zhuoyan so quickly in the midst of the bustling people
It is time to sigh "fate", but after sighing, there is a huge regret for the past and confusion about the future. Pei Zhiduan looked at Zhuang Fanxin's expression, and asked carefully, what happened after the encounter
Zhuang Fan washed his face with water in his heart. Regarding the situation since he joined the company, his assistant Wen Lin, and the current relationship with Gu Zhuoyan, he confided to the other party in a simplified manner.
Pei Zhi was stunned after hearing this: "This is too coincidental."
Zhuang Fanxin went back to the bedroom to change clothes. It was a coincidence that he didn't understand how God wanted to arrange it. Bowing his head to tie the buttons, he didn't want to talk about himself anymore, and asked, "Are you still going back this trip?"
"Not sure, it depends on the situation." Pei Zhichong raised his eyebrows, "Why do you have to finish Christmas."
Zhuang Fan felt relieved that Christmas was his birthday, and it was estimated that Pei Zhi came back early to celebrate for him. Dressed neatly, he carried the bag in one hand and put the other on Pei Zhi's shoulder, went to work, and discussed, "When will I go to your house? Will it disturb my grandmother?"
Pei Zhi said, "Haven't you seen the company crowd?"
"I blocked it." There are too many groups in the contemporary workplace, which is troublesome. Zhuang Fanxin took out his mobile phone and opened the records in the group. It turned out that he was going to shoot an advertisement on Christmas Day. Several high-level executives decided to hold a Christmas party that night, not only for him to return to China to clean up the dust, but also to celebrate his birthday.
Zhuang Fan laughed heartily: "It's too grand."
Pei Zhi said, "I promised to introduce you to some friends."
This type of party is suitable for socializing, and people of all kinds gather together. It doesn’t matter whether they can seek cooperation under the feasting and feasting, it is inevitable to make some contacts and friends. Zhuang Fanxin was new to the scene and needed to get to know some people in the industry and circle.
After getting into the car, Zhuang Fanxin left the company group, still holding the phone, and opened Gu Zhuoyan's avatar with an itchy hand. The other party didn't reply, but he was happy enough to look at the form and touched Pei Zhi's arm: "Accompany me to see the house in the afternoon?"
Pei Zhi looked at him: "Just look at the house, what are you beautiful?"
Zhuang Fan didn't say anything, and raised the corners of his lips. He was confined to this moment of happiness, there was no change of time, no other people's figure, only a ray of sunlight from the car window, which illuminated the screen white, had to cover it to see the message Gu Zhuoyan gave him.
A form and a thank you, Zhuang Fan read it all the way without hesitation.
After more than 3,000 days and nights, Gu Zhuoyan reappeared in his chat list, and their chat records that had been reset to zero finally had content, and those who had been backed up by him had already been thoroughly remembered in the past years.
Zhuang Fanxin's good mood was maintained until the company, and a Christmas tree was placed at the entrance of the design department. He and Pei Zhi appeared side by side, attracting a group of colleagues to greet them, which was quite festive.
Inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wen Lin's location, there was no one there, Zhuang Fanxin looked around and asked the supervisor, "Xiao Wen hasn't come yet?"
"He took leave last night," the supervisor said.
"Last night?" Zhuang Fan asked in more detail after meeting last night, "What time did you invite? What's the reason?"
The supervisor replied: "Call me in the middle of the night, and I didn't get a good night's sleep. Hey, the reason is more interesting. I'm in a bad mood. The rich kids are really spoiled.
Zhuang Fanxin didn't listen to the ridicule behind him, he just felt suspicious. When he was in the car, Wen Lin was coquettish and laughing.
Thinking back at this moment, Wen Lin's behavior last night was a bit unusual, he asked to the bottom of it, and he even digs up Gu Zhuoyan's unspoken emotional privacy. Zhuang Fan didn't know the reason, but it happened that the advertising department came to explain the shooting process to him, so he didn't think about it for the time being.
At the end of the meeting, other people left the conference room. Gu Zhuoyan was still sitting in his seat, flipping through his mobile phone and making two calls to the Hainan office. It was important, he dialed back and talked for half an hour.
There was another call from Zhuang Fanxin, who didn't say anything. He didn't return.
The secretary brought his coat and bag and said, "General manager, the driver will be there in two minutes. Go downstairs?"
I'm going to bein Capital today, it's not far, but I drove too much last night, and Gu Zhuoyan didn't want to touch the steering wheel at all. For the time being, he had a little conscience and gave the secretary a half-day leave before leaving, so that the other party could go home to make up for his sleep.
After a 40-minute drive, Gu Zhuoyan lay on the back seat with his long legs bent and squinted for a while. When I went to Being Capital to meet Su Wang, and had lunch together, within three sentences, the expected question came to me.
"How are you and Zhuang Fanxin?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "We broke up, don't you all know?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid." Su Wang picked up a chopstick of thin noodles, "Knowing that he returned to China, didn't his heart start to ripple?"
In an ancient well without waves, there is still water without waves, Gu Zhuoyan said with a smile: "No matter how much ripples are turned, they will not turn into waves, and they will calm down once they are swayed."
Su Wang smiled slyly: "It seems that you are very calm." After complimenting this sentence, there was a direct-to-the-point interrogation, "Have you met?"
It's not worth lying, Gu Zhuoyan said, "I have seen it."
"Do you keep the contact information?"
"Stayed."
"Have you taken the initiative to find him?"
This is the real prosecutor. Gu Zhuoyan was at a loss for words when asked, and after hesitating for a second, Su Wang directly read the closing statement for him: "Gu Zhuoyan, you are really finished."
Gu Zhuoyan said, "It can be rescued."
"Rescue a fart, you fucking love to give people's heads!" Su Wang put down his chopsticks, "How did he kick you in the first place, how did you survive those two years, and take five minutes every day to reflect on it?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "Do I remember that when I'm sick?"
"I think you're seriously ill!" Su Wang scolded him, "Not only are you sick, but your scars are healed and you forget the pain."
Gu Zhuoyan suddenly laughed and found that he had no way to refute it. After laughing enough, he lowered his voice and made up his mind: "I won't contact him, nor will I find him. After breaking up for ten years, I will have my own life. What, I'm not as cheap as you think."
He pauses. "But if I know what's wrong with him, I happen to be able to help, maybe."
Su Wang said, "This is affectionate enough!"
"It was true that I was sad at the beginning." Gu Zhuoyan said slowly, "but the happiness before the sadness and the good times he gave me are all true."
Su Wang sighed with emotion: "Dude, in short, don't wrong yourself again."
Gu Zhuoyan knew what to do. Occasionally, when he was bored, he would think wildly, and gradually he thought about it. Maybe he is a person who has a rough road in love. Back then, when I first came out of the closet, I got into trouble with the house. I met Zhuang Fanxin, and I liked it at first. It was an oolong, and the confession was even more ridiculous.
"Forget it." He joked helplessly, "I'd better make money, what to love or not."
Because of that form and Pei Zhi's return, Zhuang Fanxin was in a good mood all day. After working on the silhouette in the morning and striking while the iron was hot in the afternoon, he contacted the real estate agent to see the house.
The sets recommended by Gu Zhuoyan have been screened by big data. They are all scarce and sought-after apartment types. They are transparent and have a bright layout. Generally, such houses cannot be obtained by intermediaries, and even if they are, they will not be introduced to ordinary customers.
After looking at the three or four sets, Zhuang Fanxin was very satisfied with each set, and probably had already put on a filter for Gu Zhuoyan. Pei Zhi is very sensible, and helps him analyze the location and floor height, and picks up the decoration style according to the designer's aesthetics.
Wandering until dark, the sixth set is a small duplex, with a living room and kitchen downstairs, a bedroom and bathroom upstairs, and two bedrooms and one living room. For some reason, Zhuang Fanxin was moved as soon as he entered the door. Although it was small, the structure was similar to the former residence of Rongcheng, which gave him the illusion of being a monk.
"I don't want to watch it." Zhuang Fanxin said, "Just here."
Pei Zhi's feet hurt when he walked, and he didn't have any reason left: "I think it's not bad."
The real estate agent was waiting, and professionally and swiftly sent Zhuang Fanxin a list, buying or selling or renting, and the following procedures were listed. He can help prepare relevant documents and contracts. He handed over a business card with GSG printed on it. He is the manager of the subsidiary's real estate sector.
Zhuang Fan thanked him heartily, he was going to rent it, and agreed to prepare the documents and sign the contract tomorrow.
Falling leaves searching for their roots and birds searching for their nests for so long, the little leather shoes have worn out two pairs, and tonight is finally settled. A big stone fell to the ground in his heart, Zhuang Fanxin looked at this steel forest again, and suddenly felt gentle and beautiful, and the wind was not so bitter.
Back to Sophie, Zhuang Fanxin and Pei Zhi ate Japanese food in the hotel restaurant and drank some sake. They were not drunk, but were genuinely happy. What Pei Zhi remembered: "By the way, let's set the Christmas party in the banquet hall here, save you from running around."
Zhuang Fanxin said, "Okay, wait for it in the lobby."
He was full, dazed with boredom, his eyes fell on the printed form, the paper was dazzlingly white, but he kept staring at it.
The words in the car last night were still in my ears, and Gu Zhuoyan said that he wanted to forget him.
Why didn't Wen Lin ask for leave
How far has the relationship between the two developed
With ten fingers inserted into his hair, Zhuang Fan's heart was scratching three thousand troubles. Then, as if he didn't obey, he picked up the phone and pressed the shortcut key, biting his lip and waiting for Gu Zhuoyan to answer.
He's been patient these days, and he's going crazy to the limit. He doesn't want to pretend to be a stranger anymore and go to his uncle's blind date. He'll give anything that little brat wants, but stay away from Gu Zhuoyan!
Zhuang Fanxin grabbed the pages tightly and bit his lips red.
After the connection, Gu Zhuoyan's voice came: "Hello?"
"It's me." Zhuang Fanxin asked, "Are you free on Christmas Day?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "It was a working day, so I didn't have time."
"How about at night?" Zhuang Fan was not impatient or impatient, and was good at negotiating. "The company is hosting a party in Sophie. It's very lively. Let's play together?"
Gu Zhuoyan refused: "It's not very convenient."
Zhuang Fanxin said, "It doesn't matter, I will look for opportunities later. Thank you for helping me find a house. I have set up a Boyuan apartment and sign the contract tomorrow."
"Ok."
"Then, have a good night's rest, bye."
Hanging up, Zhuang Fanxin actually expected the result. He was not disappointed at all, and he exchanged a few words with such a calm mind, and he felt very satisfied when he heard it.
I probably won't be able to sleep tonight.
Leaving from the restaurant, Zhuang Fanxin and Pei Zhi went to the lobby on the first floor to book a banquet hall. After walking through the corridor, the elevator just opened.
A person came out of the elevator and immediately caught Zhuang Fanxin's attention.
The man is tall, with a low-key and neat brand name that makes his long legs and broad shoulders more eye-catching. His facial contour is very cold, revealing a strong hormonal breath. The most eye-catching is that he wears a pair of half-covered clothes indoors. The face is super black.
After facing each other for a few seconds, the man took off his sunglasses: "—Zhuang Fanxin!"
Zhuang Fanxin said in shock, "Lu Wen!"
Only Pei Zhi remained calm: "Why did you come back from the crew?"