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This hotpot meal that Meng Shuyu had after returning to his old place made him dizzy.
The past that Zhou Jun mentioned seemed to be misaligned with the past in her memory.
She couldn't help but suspect that he was trying to make up for it and make up a nice story to cheer her up, but...
But if he had not been moved by the moonlight that night, how could he have taken this photo
How could he make up these stories if he didn't remember the details at all
Every detail he described matched her memory exactly.
And she would remember it because she liked him at that time.
What about Zhou Jun
Natsume Soseki translated "I love you" into "The moon is so beautiful tonight."
Zhou Jun said that he just liked the moon that night.
So he was telling her that during that past that she thought was too painful to look back on, during those days when she thought it was just her wishful thinking and relentless pursuit, and even before that... he had already fallen in love with her
After a short break from the busyness at the beginning of winter, another hectic week comes.
Because he had to go to North City with Zhou Jun to attend this year's Smart Home Summit Forum in the next two days of this week, Meng Shuyu squeezed the entire week's work into the first half of the week.
I was extremely busy for three days.
After the last meeting on Wednesday afternoon, Meng Shuyu thought about going to North City in the evening and felt that the business trip had become a vacation where he could take a break.
In order to save time, Meng Shuyu brought her luggage to the company early in the morning. After the meeting, Ren Xu was also there, so she and Zhou Jun left work early and went to the airport.
This was the first time that Meng Shuyu had accompanied Zhou Jun on a long business trip since he took office in Sendai.
It was fine with Ren Xu on the way to the airport. After completing the check-in procedures at the airport, Ren Xu left. She and Zhou Jun went into the first-class lounge alone. Suddenly, she felt a little at a loss and didn't know how to get along with Zhou Jun.
If she continues to be his assistant, the purpose of their trip is indeed a business trip, so she should take care of Zhou Jun throughout the trip.
But after all, when she was out of the company and in private, she didn't want to be around Zhou Jun...
Sitting on the sofa in the lounge, Meng Shuyu hesitated for a moment, but finally his sense of responsibility overcame his emotions, and he prepared to get some juice or tea.
Just as she placed her hands on the armrest of the sofa and hadn't stood up yet, Zhou Jun stood up before her, straightened the collar of his suit and asked, "What would you like to drink, Mr. Meng?"
Meng Shuyu was stunned and looked around.
Fortunately, there were only three people nearby and no one noticed them.
Who knows, some industry big shot might be sitting in this VIP room. It would be funny if he ran into her and Zhou Jun and called them "Mr. Meng" and "Assistant Zhou".
Meng Shuyu lowered his voice and glared at Zhou Jun: "Don't yell..."
Zhou Jun raised his eyebrows: "With such a rigorous attitude, it would be a shame if he didn't become a 'general manager'."
Bah, only an assistant like her would be so rigorous and think of eight things at once.
"What would you like to drink?" Zhou Jun asked again because he saw that she wanted to vomit but couldn't do it in public.
Meng Shuyu switched roles smoothly and raised his head and said, "I want orange juice, at room temperature."
Zhou Jun nodded and walked away.
When he came back a moment later, he saw Meng Shuyu had opened his laptop and was playing the presentation he was going to use for his speech at the forum.
"Meng Shuyu, from what I've seen in the past two days, this PPT has been shown seven times since it came into your hands."
Meng Shuyu glanced at him and said, "Is it wrong for me to check it a few more times? It's not like I'm doing useless work. There are still some changes."
"For example, they changed a half-width comma on the third page to a full-width one, and they updated it for me in a hurry."
"Look, haven't you discovered that? Details determine success or failure."
"What I mean by this is that I have confirmed it once, so you don't need to watch it for the eighth time. Take a rest." Zhou Jun sat down next to her.
Meng Shuyu closed the computer cover, glanced at the glass in his hand, and nodded: "Then give me the orange juice."
Zhou Jun shook his head: "It's just iced orange juice. I'm still warming it up to room temperature."
"… "
Zhou Jun glanced at her and said, "Aren't details the key to success or failure?"
After a two-hour flight, the plane landed at Beicheng Airport at 8:30 in the evening.
Morishiro's supplier in North City sent a car to pick up the two of them.
As soon as Meng Shuyu and Zhou Jun left the airport, their luggage was taken away and they were taken away. Now there was no question of who took care of whom.
Sitting in the back seat of the business car, the general secretary of the supplier in the front row greeted them warmly: "Mr. Zhou, Assistant Meng, is our North City much colder than your place?"
Meng Shuyu greeted the others on Zhou Jun's behalf: "The cold where we are is a magical attack. No matter how many clothes you wear, it can't keep out the moisture. The cold here is a physical attack. In fact, it feels okay when there is no wind."
"This analogy is so apt!" The general secretary smiled and asked the two if they had eaten dinner on the plane and whether he wanted to prepare a midnight snack for them later.
Considering their identities, Zhou Jun was not the one who should respond to these questions. Meng Shuyu had to answer them one by one.
When it came to the fifth question, the general secretary was still talking nonstop one second, but the next second he stopped smiling and lowered his voice: "Assistant Zhou Meng, you have worked hard on the way here. It's just right to take a rest in the car. We will be at the hotel in about half an hour."
Even an emergency brake didn't brake so quickly.
Meng Shuyu thought of something and glanced at Zhou Jun next to him.
Sure enough, it was Zhou Jun who closed his eyes.
Some people are so tired after taking a flight, but they still have to chat with others.
Some people just need to close their eyes, and even the most talkative people will leave on their own.
This is the difference between people.
However, as the actual beneficiary at the moment, Meng Shuyu decided that she could forgive this discrepancy tonight.
A little after nine o'clock, the car arrived at Xiangting Hotel.
The organizers of the summit forum had politely asked Zhou Jun for his opinion on whether it was necessary to arrange accommodation for him and his accompanying assistant.
However, the big guys from Zhou Jun's level and above all pay attention to privacy and usually do not stay in hotels arranged by the organizer. Meng Shuyu declined on Zhou Jun's behalf and asked Tang Xuanxuan to book two rooms in Xiangting, which Zhou Jun was accustomed to.
After checking in, the hotel waiter led the way with a luggage cart in front, while Meng Shuyu and Zhou Jun walked side by side behind, holding two room cards with adjacent room numbers in their hands.
Originally, she asked Tang Xuanxuan to book an executive suite for Zhou Jun.
But Zhou Jun said not to waste money, an ordinary double bed room would be enough...
If he offered to upgrade her to an executive suite, she could still refuse special treatment.
As a result, he downgraded his own configuration, and she couldn't say anything.
After going upstairs, the waiter delivered the luggage and left. Meng Shuyu handed Zhou Juan his room card and said, "We will leave at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning and have breakfast at 7:30."
After giving the businesslike instructions, Meng Shuyu pushed the luggage into the room and hurriedly closed the door without waiting for Zhou Jun to speak.
He rejected any possible invitation from Zhou Jun, leaving Zhou Jun alone in the corridor with a helpless smile.
It was almost ten o'clock when I went into the room, packed my luggage and took a shower.
Although it was not yet time to go to bed, Meng Shuyu decided to go to bed early because he had to deal with a big scene tomorrow. He left a night light on in the corner of the room, then went to bed, got under the quilt, and began to seriously prepare for sleep.
But the strange bed, the unfamiliar heating, and the off-time biological clock made it a little difficult to sleep.
Meng Shuyu lay there for a long time but didn't fall asleep. Instead, he became more awake the longer he lay there.
I wanted to check my phone several times, but then I decided not to because it would make me even more unable to sleep.
I just kept counting the dumplings silently. I don't know how long it had been. When I finally regained consciousness, I heard a loud "bang".
Meng Shuyu opened his eyes in shock and glanced at the night light in the room in a daze. He couldn't react for a moment whether the noise was from a dream or reality.
Until a moment later, there was another loud "bang".
This time it was confirmed that someone was knocking on her door.
Meng Shuyu woke up completely. He lifted the quilt and wanted to check what was going on, but he heard the knocking on the door outside getting louder and louder.
A vague, not-sober male voice was heard mixed in: "Open the door, honey... Honey, I was wrong! I will never drink again!"
Meng Shuyu stood beside the bed and didn't dare to go out.
I immediately thought of a bunch of terrible social news.
The door was slammed so hard that the floor seemed to resonate.
Meng Shuyu's heart was also numbed by the shock, and he suddenly couldn't remember whether he had secured the door.
Thinking of Zhou Jun, she hurriedly picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed his number with trembling hands.
One, two, three rings, but there was no answer from the other end. Meng Shuyu was getting anxious when he suddenly heard the knocking on the door outside stop.
After a long time, it didn't ring again.
Meng Shuyu held the phone tightly in his hand and tiptoed to the door. Seeing that the fuse was in good condition, he was about to look up at the door mirror when he heard three knocks on the door: "Meng Shuyu, it's me."
Hearing Zhou Jun's voice, Meng Shuyu immediately unlocked the safety lock and opened the door.
When Zhou Jun saw the person, he wanted to say something, but he lowered his head to look at the call interface of the phone in her palm and paused for a moment.
Meng Shuyu was the first to speak: "What's going on?"
Zhou Jun pointed to the other end of the corridor and said, "He was drunk and walked to the wrong floor. He was taken away."
Meng Shuyu leaned out and looked outside. He saw the waiter helping a staggering man walk away. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was intentional. I was so scared..."
"You can call me if I'm next door at this time. If I'm not here, you should call the front desk first, okay?" Zhou Jun raised his hand and rubbed her hair.
Meng Shuyu dodged backwards, covering his head with his hands, and after pondering over what he said, he realized, "I... Of course I know! Isn't this common sense? I just analyzed that you are close to me, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and distant water cannot quench nearby fire. Otherwise, how could I not have come to the front desk?"
Zhou Jun glanced away, as if trying to hold back a laugh, then looked back and nodded after a moment: "Can you still sleep?"
Meng Shuyu wanted to be tough, but as soon as he opened his mouth he burst into anger: "I'm so mad, I just barely managed to fall asleep!"
Zhou Jun raised his chin: "Then go downstairs for a walk?"
Meng Shuyu thought, okay, it was so frightening in the middle of the night that he couldn't fall asleep unless he used up his excess energy. He went back to his room to find a coat to wear for a walk but couldn't find one. After all, he only brought clothes for formal occasions on his business trip.
There was no choice but to change out of my pajamas and put on a professional suit of cashmere undershirt and long-sleeved trousers.
When he walked out of the room, Zhou Jun seemed to have not found a suitable outfit, so he changed into a suit and put on a Chester coat over the suit.
… Even taking a walk is quite solemn. If you don’t know, you might think you are going to be a spy in the middle of the night.
Meng Shuyu and Zhou Jun entered the elevator, still thinking about the annoying drunkard, and complained: "I really lost a lot tonight..."
"Hmm?" Zhou Jun tilted his head to look at her.
"I've never been called wife in my life!" Meng Shuyu frowned and looked unhappy.
Zhou Jun sighed softly: "Shouldn't your future husband be the one who suffers?"
Meng Shuyu slowly turned his head to look at him.
It's not you, what are you saying...
Meng Shuyu coughed lightly, and when she saw the elevator door open, she walked out first. But when she reached the door, she realized that she was completely unfamiliar with this city, which she had visited several times on business trips, and she had no idea where to go.
So she stopped and turned around to ask Zhou Jun: "Where are you going?"
"What's the point of taking a walk? Just go wherever you want."
Meng Shuyu thought these words sounded so familiar. Wasn't it what she said last time when they were taking a walk in the hot spring villa
"You're a smart student." Meng Shuyu glanced at him.
Zhou Jun smiled and led her to the sidewalk outside the hotel, then turned around and asked her, "Are you cold?"
Maybe because he was dressed quite warmly, and it was only November, Meng Shuyu felt that the winter in the North City was just like this...
Just as she thought of this, a gust of wind blew towards her, making her shiver.
The body answered Zhou Jun directly instead of the mouth.
Zhou Jun took off the Chester coat over his suit.
Meng Shuyu blinked: "Then you're not cold?"
"I should just need to wear a suit." Zhou Jun walked around behind her and put the coat on her shoulders.
"Oh..." Meng Shuyu looked back at him and raised his hand, trying to pull out the hair that was crushed by the collar of his coat.
Zhou Jun just happened to notice her discomfort and gathered her hair.
Meng Shuyu stood still, staring silently ahead, and clenched his hands gently at his sides.
She felt Zhou Jun's fingers running through her hair, pulling out strands of her hair. It was as if her hair suddenly had sense of touch and became extremely itchy.
Meng Shuyu lowered his eyes, stared at the stone bricks of the walkway, and urged in a low voice: "Hurry up, are you done?"
Zhou Jun fixed her hair and pulled the coat on her shoulders tightly, wrapping her tightly from back to front. When he did this, he suddenly sighed.
Meng Shuyu frowned and turned back: "You are so slow, you are not happy when I urge you?"
"No," Zhou Jun shook his head, "I was just thinking—"
Meng Shuyu looked at him questioningly.
"How could I be jealous of a coat."
The author has something to say: From this we can infer that you will also be jealous of Meng Meng’s bed, Meng Meng’s quilt, and Meng Meng’s pillow.