Qian Mai was stunned, stopped, and turned around in a hurry.
With the double light from the street lamp beside the street and the security department, she finally saw the appearance of the man walking oncomingly. Such a tall and handsome, such clear eyebrows, only one person in his memory was blessed to have it. My heart couldn't help but babbled, my pink lips quivered, and a familiar name blurted out: "Peng Chen..."
Then, the eyes of the two met in the air, and they were entangled tightly. They looked at each other speechlessly, only smiling constantly.
Until ten minutes later, at the entrance of Yanboyuan Community, in a cafe called "Impression of Love", Peng Chen and Qianmai sat face to face, still staring at them for a long time without saying a word.
How far is the distance in seven years? Peng Chen didn't know.
But the distance between a person from 15 to 22 years old, he knows very well how hard it is.
For more than 2,600 days and nights, he was at the western end of the earth, and she was at the eastern end of the earth, separated by 104 longitudes. When he was lonely, even though he thought of the most beautiful poetic metaphor to deceive himself, he couldn't change the fact that they were like the Cowherd and Vega stars on both sides of the galaxy.
In their same earth, no bright moon rose on the sea, nor did Tianya share this time together. Every morning, when she got up to face the morning sun, he was still asleep in the boundless night; every night, when she fell asleep with the stars and moon, he was still listening to the professor in the classroom.
Under the same blue sky with them, she changed from a slender girl to a slender beauty. She took off her school uniform, rolled up her long hair, and put on a professional suit. What remains the same is that she is as smart as ever, smiling and looking forward to her beautiful eyes as always.
And he, after years of experience, and from a youthful ignorance, has grown into a tall, strong young man with broad shoulders, a strong chest, and enough to support a clear sky. Financial ability. Moreover, he knew very clearly and profoundly what the baby he wanted was.
Today, he came from a long distance, after a day and night of flight and car bumps, finally walked in front of her. The moment she saw her smiling and calling his name, all the impulses and anxiety gradually subsided in the past few days, and all the worries and exhaustion also disappeared.
Just when Peng Chen stared at Qianmai without concealing it, Qianmai did not give much relief, staring directly at Peng Chen's hands in a trance. After many years, the hands in front of her who had held a pen to solve problems for her countless times were still so delicate and white. The slender fingers had well-defined joints, and the nails were cut flat and flat. Just like his people, Yu was mature and determined. It also reveals a fresh and elegant taste.
This is the most beautiful pair of hands that Qianmai has ever seen. What made her even more stupefied was that she faintly knew the red sandalwood bracelets on her hands that were processed in series with platinum, but she was not sure.
The waiter walked over with two cups of hot drinks, glanced at the two silent guests strangely from the corner of his eyes, and softly reminded that the cafe would be closed in half an hour.
The warm atmosphere was interrupted, and the two of them lowered their eyebrows, and both laughed at their strange actions.
For a long time, when the waiter left, Peng Chen slowly opened his mouth, with a focused expression and a slight smile, as if making a report, and said: "Mai, I'm back!"
After that, even he himself felt very stupid, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the coffee that he had just ordered and sipped lightly to cover up his uneasiness. I wonder if Mai thinks he has become stupid.
"Peng Chen, welcome back to my hometown." Qianmai chuckles as expected, but what he said is a breath of fresh air. Then, she pushed the taro milk tea she ordered, and said softly: "Don't drink coffee, you won't be able to sleep later."
Inside the cafe with super air-conditioning, a warm current surged in Peng Chen's heart, and he did not refuse, Yiyan picked up the steaming cup of milk tea. With a light sip, the thick sweet fragrance immediately filled his lips and teeth, as warm and comfortable as she felt. For this kind of warm happiness, what else can he not give up? Even if she really belongs to her heart, as long as she doesn't enter the wedding hall, he still has unlimited opportunities.
"We haven't seen each other in seven years." Peng Chen said with great certainty.
"Yeah, for seven full years, the cherry is red, and the girl is old." Qian Mai laughed and joked. After a brief consternation, they felt that they were not strange at all.
Peng Chen chuckled and followed the words naturally to answer: "Don't worry, the young will grow old together. From next week, I will also wear a suit to pretend to be old and start to work."
Qian Mai was surprised: "Long live? Doesn't it mean that your studies are stressful?"
Peng Chen said without changing his face: "I changed my mind and decided to come back for an internship first, and combine social practice with book knowledge. Maybe it will have a better effect."
Although Qianmai was suspicious, he didn't ask much. She has never stayed in school, so she doesn't know the specific situation of graduate studies in foreign schools. Since it was a small chat, I also asked one more sentence: "Do you want to help your own family or go to another company?"
Unexpectedly, Peng Chen gave the third answer: "I want to try to do it alone."
"Oh?" It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.
"My investment project is in Huayang, and we will work in the same city in the future."
Speaking of work, Peng Chen gradually recovered the past calmness, and dropped a bomb again in a calm manner, which shocked Latent Wheat again.
"Isn't your head office in Wenzhou?" Why did you come to Huayang Xiaoshan Town
"That's why I want to develop a new project in Huayang. The two places are not far away, and it took more than two hours to get on the highway. Then it will be connected to Jintian's hometown and it will be convenient to manage... You are not curious about what I want to develop. Is it a new project?"
Peng Chen enthusiastically answered in great detail. On the contrary, Qianmai is embarrassed to ask again, and it may be a trade secret if he asks. So, shook his head and changed the subject: "Peng Chen, I have received the money you asked to donate to the'cute you', but the amount is too big, I can't ask for..."
Before she finished speaking, I saw that Peng Chen had become like never before, yawned directly in the cafe, stretched unscrupulously, and his speech became blurred and unclear: "I'm almost exhausted. This is. For a while, big and small things have emerged in endlessly, busy with handovers, and rushing back non-stop, I haven't slept for a long time..."
After catching the clues in Peng Chen's words, Qianmai frowned and said in disapproval: "Then you still drive out and run around? Honestly, when did you arrive?"
Asking her unceremoniously, Peng Chen smiled happily, naughty and innocently stretched out his index finger to make a hook. It provokes Qianmai's eyes with disapproval: "Why don't you call me directly when you arrive in Huayang? What's the point of waiting at the gate of the community like that?"
"I have nothing to go out for a drive. By the way, I will find out about the current street conditions in Huayang. Because it is too late, I didn't bother you. I wanted to contact you tomorrow."
Hearing what he said, Qianmai was even more speechless and choked. A while ago, he called in the middle of the night, so why didn't I see him soft-hearted. Seeing the waiters frequently look here, only their two customers are left in the quiet and secluded cafe at midnight. She was about to ask Peng Chen to get up and go home to rest when the phone rang.
After that, it was the cousin who had finally coaxed away at the gate of the community.
"Mai, why doesn't anyone answer the phone at home?" The tenor roared loudly, absolutely able to stun people two meters away, and the opposite Peng Chen's eyes pricked up his ears.
Before Qianmai could reply, Yang Gongjian fired in his ears again: "Your classmate is sick? He ran to tell me what was going on in the middle of the night? If you have something to do, please contact me tomorrow, and you will go home as soon as possible. You are limited to ten minutes. Later, call me on the fixed phone at home."
Then, he hung up in a hurry, leaving Latent Wheat in a daze. Tonight was really suspenseful and wonderful.
Peng Chen sat on the opposite sofa, folded his slender legs, and asked faintly: "Your boyfriend's'goodnight' call? Your relationship is really good!"
Today is so tired, and now, Qianmai doesn't even have the strength to roll his eyes. She didn't believe it. Peng Chen on the other side didn't hear the thunderous phone call. He waved his hand weakly and said, "It's cousin. You saw it at the gate of the community just now. He said you are so handsome."
Latent Wheat also opened his eyes and said nonsense. Under Peng Chen's smiling expression, his stomach was almost aching. Certainly no one has told her that as long as she lied, she would lightly raise the brow of her right eye. It seems that this secret is still kept by him.
After drinking the whole cup of taro milk tea in one sip, Peng Chen stood up first and said, "Let's go. Your cousin will check in ten minutes."
With an expression of "I knew you heard it", Yiyan stood up and prepared to go to the counter to pay the bill, but was stopped by Peng Chen: "It's rare for me to come back once, so you can get two cups. Dismiss me with hot drinks? Didn’t you say you’re going to catch the wind for me? In other words, you have to wash your hands and make soup yourself to show your sincerity, right?”
Qianmai almost fainted, is it true that after staying abroad for a long time, he will become "chuckish and fearless". In China, how can anyone ask for food like this? Fortunately, she compares him with his cousin and classmates tonight, and thinks he is a good person.
Peng Chen succeeded in robbing the account, and when he came out of the cafe, he was extremely happy, and he even became more and more energetic with his whole person. The two of them didn't talk much, and walked back side by side in a hurry, and then climbed up the sixth floor one by one along the stairs.
Through the anti-theft door, the fixed telephone in the house was already ringing.
After saying "goodbye" to each other, Qian Mai took out the key and was about to open the door to go in, but Peng Chen grabbed his arm. Without the cover of winter long-sleeved clothing, Peng Chen's slender and warm hands grasped the slender arms with latent wheat fruit exposed.
A heart palpitations hit her, and the place where the hands were attached suddenly became fiery, and even her delicate face rose to crimson. Fortunately, at this moment, the touch light in the corridor went out automatically, and no one saw her embarrassment. Immediately afterwards, she was hugged into a strong chest. There was a thunderous heartbeat, and the nasal cavity was full of the smell of mint shower gel.
Qianmai just wanted to struggle, but Peng Chen started to hold him tightly: "Don't move! This is just an Italian'good night' farewell. Mai, I wish you a good dream!... I am so happy to see you. You are not polite with me, I'm happier without treating me as an outsider."
The dark corridor adds to the ambiguity of the night. Peng Chen's murmured snort sprayed on Latent Wheat's sensitive neck, making her heart beat faster, and her face was so hot that she was about to burn. His head was blank, and he said incoherently: "Peng Chen...in the room, my brother's phone is ringing..."
Then, I saw a faint light emitting from Peng Chen's hand, and seeing him slightly raised his hand and took a closer look, he immediately returned to the state of a tight bear hug: "It's Saturday in one minute, and I want to talk to him You can leave after saying'Good morning'."
"Quickly let go, this is China, we only use handshake as a gesture." With a clever idea, Qian Wheat scratched Peng Chen's armpit, and then while he was laughing out loud to relax his arm, he slipped out and opened it quickly. The security door got in. One head was buried in the living room sofa for a long time without moving, and there seemed to be Peng Chen's warm body temperature on his body, and he couldn't help but tremble afterwards.
Outside the door, in the dark corridor, Peng Chen stood there for a long time until the phone that rang inside Jitian was picked up, then turned and left.
Tonight, there were two more men and women with insomnia in Huayang Mountain City for no reason. (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)