Su Xingchen wanted to go to bed early tonight, but turned around in bed, feeling a little irritable.
He sat up, made himself a cup of hot milk, and opened a translated novel he had read before.
Watching and watching, time flies by.
By the time Su Xingchen fell asleep, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
The alarm clock at 8:20 the next day woke up Su Xingchen. He opened his eyes and pressed the alarm clock on the phone screen, feeling a burning tingling sensation in his eyes. This is the fate of staying up late.
The young man lifted the quilt with a tired face, got up, dressed and washed.
In the mirror, Su Xingchen's face was slightly pale, his eyes were dull, and he looked a bit haggard; it's not good to be a guest like this, he thought to himself, and covered his face with a hot towel.
Twenty minutes later, the haggard face recovered to a good extent, at least he could see people.
Su Xingchen picked out a relatively new set of clothes from the closet, but it was still a T-shirt and jeans, not any formal clothes.
After changing, I combed my hair carefully, and felt that I could see people, so I put on a mask, hat, and backpack, and hurried out the door.
Today's weather is the same as yesterday, the sun is not very strong, there is wind, and the temperature is quite high.
Su Xingchen estimated the time, chose to take the subway for five stops, and then took a taxi there.
The driver is very familiar with this area. Hearing the address reported by Su Xingchen, he couldn't help but look sideways: "Brother, does your family live here? Or go find a friend?"
Hearing this, Su Xingchen joked with the driver, "If I live there, do I still need to take a taxi?"
When the driver heard it, he said yes, if he can afford a villa, he must have a car no matter what.
"Is that to find a friend?" the driver asked.
"Yeah." Su Xingchen was sleepy, couldn't keep up his energy for chatting, so he covered his hat and leaned on the chair to rest.
It wasn't until the driver shouted: "Here we are." Su Xingchen woke up, looked at the lush green scenery outside the window, refreshed, took out his wallet and asked, "Thank you, how much is it?"
After paying the fare, Su Xingchen walked along the clean and wide asphalt road to the luxurious-looking villa, and looked at the expression on his face.
Go outside the window of the security booth, knock on the window: "Hello."
There were two young male security guards inside. They were chatting their teeth, but when they saw someone standing outside the window, they were taken aback. They held their chests and said, "I'm so scared, who are you?"
This is the Han family's villa, and there are only customers who drive private cars. The security guards have never seen anyone knocking on their windows.
"My name is Su Xingchen. I'm here to deliver something to Mr. Han. I wonder if he told you?" Su Xingchen saw this elegant posture, and knew that Mr. Han's family was either rich or expensive, and he was not someone to wait for.
Surprised, he has already begun to regret that he hastily donated things without knowing the situation, and he doesn't know what Mr. Han will think.
But there is an old saying in China, if you come, you can go back.
"Su Xingchen, is this Mr. Su?" The security guard was indeed ordered by Han Muke to pay close attention to a guest surnamed Su. At this time, Su Xingchen reported himself to the house, and the security guard immediately walked out, with a polite smile on his face, and walked straight to the door. Su Xingchen asked in front of him: "Are you the Mr. Su who made an appointment with our Young Master Han?"
Su Xingchen froze for a moment, then nodded: "Well, it's me."
Anbao smiled, looked at Su Xingchen intentionally or unintentionally, and explained to him by the way: "Master Han ordered you to take you directly into the reception room when he saw you. He is busy now and has no time to entertain you. Please forgive me." .”
Su Xingchen heaved a sigh of relief, since Mr. Han ordered it, he nodded calmly: "It's okay, I just came to deliver something."
The security guard understood, and said, "Mr. Su, please come inside."
"Okay, thank you." Su Xingchen clenched the backpack strap on his chest, and followed the security into this spacious and luxurious villa.
"Mr. Su, this is the place." The security guard brought Su Xingchen to the spacious living room, where there were large and small tables. The guests who arrived first gathered in twos and threes, all wearing suits and leather shoes. They did not arrive at Su Xingchen And stop talking: "Look, where do you want to sit?"
Su Xingchen has never seen such a scene before. He is wearing a T-shirt and jeans, which is out of place here. He immediately said to the security: "Are you sure you put me here?""
"Mr. Su?" The security guard thought he hadn't made it clear just now, and repeated: "That's right, where do you want to sit?"
Su Xingchen had no choice but to look at the security guards, and then at the strangers in the room, feeling extremely embarrassed, but suddenly, his eyes caught a familiar face, which made him open his eyes wide.
It's the owner of the house.
Su Xingchen was not without surprise, how could the owner of the house be in Beijing
But that handsome and unruly face, the dominance of occupying a two-seater sofa by himself, is obviously the owner of the house who gets along with him day and night.
It's fine if it's normal, Su Xingchen can't deliberately get closer, but today in this strange place, it's rare to see the only familiar person, so he looks very kind.
When Su Xingchen came back to his senses, he had already involuntarily walked towards the owner of the house.
The security guard was a little surprised when he found Su Xingchen's direction. Did this guest that Young Master Han named to take care of him know Mr. Yu
This is fantasy.
Because he heard that the relationship between the two gentlemen is very tense, which can be described as white-hot.
"Hello, can I sit here?" Su Xingchen said.
Yu Fengxing raised his head upon hearing the sound, and a young man carrying a backpack and exuding a youthful atmosphere stood straight in front of him.
"Yes." Yu Feng moved his thin lips, but his sitting posture did not change.
"Thank you." Su Xingchen glanced at the small space left by the other party, just fitting himself into it, the fit was beyond reproach.
Anbao was puzzled again, did this Mr. Su not actually know Mr. Yu
That's pretty bold.
The security put away his thoughts and asked, "What would Mr. Su want to drink?"
Su Xingchen's stomach grumbled, reminding the host that he hasn't eaten the breakfast he should have: "..." The young man was slightly embarrassed, and said smoothly: "Please give me a cup of hot milk and some snacks, is that okay?"
"Haha." Facing the embarrassed Su Xingchen, the security guard softened his tone involuntarily: "Yes, please wait a moment, Mr. Su."
"Thank you." Su Xingchen looked extremely uncomfortable in a crowded place, and he was about to maintain his composure, only his smile remained, which made people want to laugh along with him.
After a while, the young security guard who had just left returned to the living room with a tray full of food.
"Mr. Su, please take your time." The security guard put the food in front of Su Xingchen one by one, and said by the way: "I have already notified Young Master Han that you are here, and he said that he will come over as soon as he finishes his work."
"Okay, thank you." Su Xingchen thanked again, making people feel that he was a bit too distant despite being polite.
But when he smiled, he was really pretty, causing the security guard to take a second look involuntarily.
Yu Fengxing closed his eyes and rested at the side, and when the security guard mentioned the word 'Master Han', he immediately opened his eyes, looked at the harmless creature next door like cotton candy, and fell into deep thought.
According to Yu Fengxing's visual observation, this young man came from an ordinary background, with a youthful temperament, which seemed out of place for this kind of situation, and no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't get along with the Han family.
The only possibility is that this person is Han Muke's target.
As for why he was abducted to the house, Yu Fengxing didn't know, and he didn't have the desire to investigate.
"Sir, do you eat?" Before Su Xingchen was about to start, he politely asked the owner who was sitting next to him.
"No." Yu Fengxing was taken aback for a moment, then replied.
"Okay, then I'll eat it myself." Su Xingchen was not polite, first he put the backpack on his lower back, and then took a few sips of milk; he picked up the fluffy waffle with his left hand, and put it on top of the fragrant strawberry jam After dipping it, it was sent into the mouth.
The taste is good with just the right amount of sweetness.
After Su Xingchen ate a few mouthfuls, his stomach, which had rebelled against him just now, felt much more comfortable.
There were also chocolate chip donuts and cranberry cookies on the plate. Su Xingchen also ate a little of each. Sweets tend to make people feel full, so they are full soon.
"..." Su Xingchen let out a milky burp in a low voice, then leaned on the sofa with his backpack in his arms and closed his eyes to rest.
In fact, he subconsciously didn't want to come to this occasion. But Dr. Fang said that if you stay in your comfort zone and cannot break through yourself, your condition will have no chance of getting better.
"What's your relationship with Han Muke?"
Just when Su Xingchen was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep, an unexpected voice rang in his ears.
What is the relationship with whom... Han Muke... Han Muke is Mr. Han, right
"It's okay with us." Su Xingchen opened his eyes, and leaned back after answering the question.
"Then you are the orphan of Grandpa Han's comrade-in-arms?" Yu Fengxing is 99% sure that the other party is not, because he participates in Mr. Han's birthday every year, and only those people can come, big and small. impression.
"Orphan?" Su Xingchen looked at the owner of the house who was talking to him, and said carefully, "No, I am Mr. Han's guest."
Then I saw the face of the owner of the house became weird, making people puzzled.
Here, Han Muke hurried to the reception room after finishing what he had on hand.
The security guard at home told him that Su Xingchen was wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. He looked very photogenic and easy to recognize.
Han Muke came to the living room and looked around the room for a week. Almost at the first glance, he saw Su Xingchen showing a small leg.
What makes people frown is that this leg is placed next to the leg of Yu Fengxing, a straight man with cancer.
Not only that, from this point of view, the two of them were whispering to each other, chatting in full swing.
Han Muke hesitated for a moment, unable to guess what was going on now
Full of doubts, Han Muke came to Yu Fengxing and Su Xingchen: "Hi, are you Xingchen?" His gaze was mainly on the young man sitting with Yu Fengxing.
Su Xingchen raised his head and saw an imposing man with extraordinary appearance. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, and his figure became more and more tall and straight. At first glance, he looked like a rich man from a wealthy family.
"Hello." Su Xingchen quickly stood up and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Han?"
Only then did Han Muke show a faint smile, which washed away the seriousness on his face: "That's right, it's me."
Su Xingchen also smiled, and stretched out his hand to the other party: "Mr. Han, my name is Su Xingchen."
Han Muke nodded and held that palm: "Xingchen, let's go, I'll take you to see my grandfather."
"Okay." Su Xingchen didn't think too much, and let Han Muke continue to hold his palm, and Han Muke felt a delicate touch, melting into his palm, which was unexpectedly comfortable.
This move was seen by Yu Fengxing, and the veteran cadre's heart burst with righteousness, and his brows wrinkled with heroic spirit.
"I'll go too." Yu Fengxing stood up, staring at Su Xingchen and Han Muke's clasped hands with deep and cold eyes.
Han Muke paused, and said in a mild tone: "Mr. Yu, we have some private matters to discuss."
Yu Fengxing was completely disappointed with Han Muke's character, how could he believe it, and asked, "What's a personal matter? Take your little boyfriend to come out in front of Grandpa Han?"
Han Muke stared for a moment, his expression turned cold.
"???" Su Xingchen was caught in the middle, both shocked and embarrassed.
Yu Fengxing knew that his dogs and rats were nosy, but since he managed it, he did it to the end: "If not, let go of your paws and don't eat human tofu."
Saying that, Yu Fengxing broke Han Muke's hand holding Su Xingchen, and said to Su Xingchen who was full of astonishment, "Boys should learn to protect themselves, and don't be held by others casually, especially greasy middle-aged men. "