Not long after Qin Li announced that get out of class was over, Huo Zhou couldn't wait to push open the door of the piano classroom. Qiao Guangyu, who was sitting by the piano, seemed to light up when he saw him, but he still sat there restrained, but his eyes changed. Joyful and bright, her tone was also gentle: "...you are here."
Huo Zhou nodded at Qin Li. The latter consciously packed up the music score and left. Then he walked to Qiao Guangyu's side, lowered his head, and almost kissed Qiao Guangyu.
Qiao Guangyu closed his eyes in good time, opened his lips slightly, and the trembling of his eyelashes betrayed his nervousness.
Huo Zhou's eyes darkened, then he straightened up and touched his head with a smile: "How did you learn today?"
... Didn't you see how you learned? Qiao Guangyu murmured to himself, wondering if Boss Huo had become more abstinent when he heard that Bai Yueguang was back. He used to kiss whenever he was happy, but now he even dislikes kissing. Fortunately, he didn't have a kiss. He ate a lot of shrimp dumplings in the morning, and he was afraid that Huo Zhou would find out that his mouth was full of shrimp!
But there was an innocent and naive look on his face: "It's okay, I've finished the second and third measures. Teacher Qin said that I can finish this piece as soon as next week."
Huo Zhou seemed very satisfied with his well-behaved performance, nodded and said, "Play it for me then."
"Yeah." Qiao Guangyu blinked and said with a smile, "If you don't play it to you, who else can I play it to? You are my only audience."
Huo Zhou also smiled, and took his hand out of the piano store. Quan Quan stood on the side of the car waiting for them, and opened the car door for them expressionlessly, without looking at Qiao Guangyu during the whole process.
Quan Quan drove, Qiao Guangyu and Huo Zhou sat in the back seat. Huo Zhou held Qiao Guangyu's hand and placed it on his folded knees, then patted the back of his hand, rubbing it lightly: "Go to 'Black Rose'."
"Yes, Mr. Huo." Quan Quan drove the car to the French restaurant where he had reserved a seat early in the morning.
Qiao Guangyu's eyes twitched when he heard it. The name of this restaurant... He was not used to it every time he heard it. In the past, classmates in the university dormitory liked to tell dirty jokes. Some people liked to compare people's places to roses, and black roses. ... The adulterer sees adultery.
He also told Quan Quan about this dirty joke, but even if Quan Quan knew about it, he could still say such an ambiguous name without changing his expression. Qiao Guangyu glanced at Huo Zhou again, heck, the boss definitely won't understand the dirty thoughts of these ordinary people.
Huo Zhou doesn't look like someone in his thirties. He often wears a high-tailored suit. He doesn't like pure black, indigo or navy blue. Sometimes it's dark gray. His suit styles basically don't repeat.
This person not only dresses well, eats well, is also good-looking, and has a successful career. If he is not purely gay, people who want to be his mother-in-law would be lined up from the East Gate to the West Bridge.
Even so, there is no shortage of men and women who are like moths to a flame in recent years, and even Qiao Guangyu has received a lot of envious and jealous eyes.
Secretary Quan was driving very steadily. When he said "here we are, please get out of the car", Qiao Guangyu hadn't reacted yet. In the end it was Huo Zhou who pulled his hands out of the car. He never let go of his hands—how attached he is to these hands that can play the piano like Bai Yueguang!
Huo Zhou led Qiao Guangyu to a booth by the window, and Quan Quan left wisely. He would calculate the time until the two of them had finished eating before coming back.
A very formally dressed waiter comes over and asks what they want to order.
"Any recommendations?" Huo Zhou flipped through the menu casually.
"Today's recommendation is French Baked Lobster..." the waiter said.
Qiao Guangyu swallowed secretly, thinking that the lobster is good, a bite full of meat is very refreshing!
However, he could only make a regretful expression while dripping blood in his heart: "Sorry, I am allergic to seafood."
—Brother Quan said, you can't wait for the boss to think about it, you have to remind him of Bai Yueguang's personality and habits all the time without any trace, this is the true nature of dedication as a stand-in.
The waiter immediately understood and recommended a few more dishes kindly and kindly. Among them, French snails are not very elegant when eaten, and Bai Yueguang's temperament would not order them. Don't even think about scallops and mussels. Steak and duck breast are served. French cuisine is exquisite, and the portions are not large. This amount of meat is not enough for Qiao Guangyu to squeeze between his teeth.
But he could only smile and say: "This is enough, and a bottle of red wine."
Then, during the meal, he took a few sips of the low-alcohol red wine very restrainedly.
Qiao Guangyu is not allergic to seafood, but is allergic to alcohol. His allergic symptoms are not like rashes like others, but a low-grade fever that lasts for a week. Basically, every time he drinks alcohol, he will have a low-grade fever for a week. It doesn't look serious, but the doctor warned him that if the burn continues for a long time, his internal organs and immune system will be damaged.
So every time he is with Huo Zhou, he will carry a small medicine bottle with him, which contains pills made of traditional Chinese medicines such as Sophora flavescens, chrysanthemum, black plum, schisandra, orange peel, mulberry, etc. Remove alcohol from your body.
This prescription was also found by Quanquan for him.
But Huo Zhou didn't know about this. Qiao Guangyu wanted to take medicine and had to avoid Huo Zhou's gaze, so he went to the bathroom as an excuse.
For the restrooms of high-end restaurants, there must be no queues. To be on the safe side, Qiao Guangyu hid in the cubicle and took the medicine.
When he came out, he found that there was someone else in the bathroom.
It was a very young man, his face was a little pale, but his facial features were good-looking, he was standing in front of the sink, he seemed a little hesitant. For some reason, Qiao Guangyu always felt that he had seen this man before.
With sharp eyes, he saw some red wine stained on the sleeve of the man's coat.
Oh... got it, that man came to wash off the red wine stain. It should be halfway through the meal, and I still can't leave. I don't want to have a not-so-good image to socialize, but I'm worried that my sleeves won't be cleaned or I won't be able to do it, so I'm hesitating.
But he was wearing a white suit with obvious marks on the sleeves.
"Cough, do you need help?" Qiao Guangyu walked to him.
The young man seemed a little surprised, he pointed to the stain on his sleeve: "This, you know how to do it?"
"Yes." Qiao Guangyu snapped his fingers, smiled triumphantly, and skillfully found a disposable toothbrush from the cabinet under the sink, tore open the packaging bag, and shook out a small piece of toothpaste, "Haven't you learned the little tricks of life? Toothpaste is much better than washing powder."
He stretched out his hand to the young man, but the other party unexpectedly handed over the coat as well.
Qiao Guangyu squeezed the toothpaste onto the red wine stain, brushed it lightly with a toothbrush soaked in water, and said without turning his head, "Get some paper towels for me."
The young man did as he did, and gave him the tissue again, and saw him carefully wipe off the pink foam bit by bit. After going back and forth a few times, the red wine stain on the sleeves is basically invisible.
"Put a plastic bag on it, it will dry quickly." Qiao Guangyu dug out an unused black plastic bag for garbage, poked a small hole in it, put the white suit jacket in it, faced the dryer, and exhaled The whistling wind began to blow into the bag, "Do you know it, try it."
The young man leaned over curiously, imitating Qiao Guangyu's movements, and tied the mouth of the plastic bag around the air outlet of the dryer, wondering: "This... really works?"
Two minutes later, the young man touched his completely dry sleeves and couldn't help but widen his beautiful eyes.
"Hey, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Qiao Guangyu patted the other person on the shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned way, "There are essential tips for socializing in the workplace, learn more, big brother!"
"..." It was probably the first time I met someone like Qiao Guangyu. The corner of the young man's mouth twitched. He didn't know what to say, and finally said two words with restraint, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, it's not easy for everyone to come out and hang out." Qiao Guangyu waved to him, and left just like that.
After leaving the bathroom, Qiao Guangyu put on his noble and glamorous expression again, and went back to the booth to "socialize" with Boss Huo.
After a meal without any surprises, Qiao Guangyu had already forgotten the incident in the bathroom, but when he walked out of the restaurant with Huo Zhou, he saw the young man in the white suit again.
Huo Zhou couldn't move for a while.
Staring straight at the young man opposite, Huo Zhou's lips trembled, a little choked up: "... Xiaoyu."
"Mr. Huo?" Qiao Guangyu looked puzzled, and his eyes moved from Huo Zhou to the young man in doubt. In fact, he couldn't blame him. "Yu" and "Yu" are pronounced in the same way. He thought Huo Zhou was calling he.
"Mr. Wu."
Quan Quan, who appeared out of nowhere, broke the strange silence between the three of them. Quan Quan seemed to have neither seen Huo Zhou's closeness to his hometown, nor Wu Yu's mixed feelings, and just struck him flatly and respectfully. He said hello, and then stood beside the bewildered Qiao Guangyu.
Qiao Guangyu's eyes widened suddenly—Wu Yu! He is Wu Yu! The cinnabar mole on the tip of Huo Zhou's heart, Bai Yueguang!
Finally saw the living white moonlight!
Qiao Guangyu was about to start the silent spectator mode, when Quan Quan pulled him from behind, so he quickly showed the acting skills of "be enlightened first, then saddened" that he had practiced in front of the mirror, and forced a smile: "Mr. Huo, you guys talk first, I have something else to do, first..."
Before the word "go" was finished, Huo Zhou grabbed Qiao Guangyu's wrist immediately: "I almost forgot, I have to go back to the company in the afternoon."
Huo Zhou looked into Wu Yu's eyes, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes: "It's rare for you to go back to China, so let's get together sometime next time."
Wu Yu nodded stiffly, and looked at Qiao Guangyu next to Huo Zhou complicatedly: "... well, you know my contact information, it hasn't changed all these years."
Huo Zhou hummed, and pulled Qiao Guangyu to his car with irresistible strength, opened the door by himself, stuffed Qiao Guangyu in first, and then pushed himself into the car.
Quan Quan, on the other hand, said goodbye to Wu Yu in a very secretive manner, and handed Huo Zhou's business card to the other party respectfully.
As soon as he got in the car, Huo Zhou let go of Qiao Guangyu's hand.
His breathing was disordered, and he lost his usual calmness. The car drove away for a while, and he forgot to tell Quan Quan where he was going, his eyes were a little lost, obviously still thinking about the scene when he saw Wu Yu just now.
Qiao Guangyu was happy not to bother Huo Zhou, but he didn't lose the professionalism of a professional stand-in. He silently huddled in the corner of the car, squeezed two crocodile tears, and forced his eyes to turn red.
When Huo Zhou calmed down and turned his head to look again, he saw Qiao Guangyu staring blankly at his knees with red eyes, his face was pale, and there was a lingering sense of loss all over his body.
Huo Zhou's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his heart ached for no reason.
The author has something to say:
Qiao Guangyu: ... I may have acted a little too much
Quan Quan: Hehe