Whether there is a heart-shaped birthmark on Chen Gong's left chest - Zheng Yi really couldn't care less.
In fact, since the last time I accidentally saw that video, Zheng and Chen Gong couldn't hate them anymore.
In fact, there is no such thing as "hate" at all - it is not living in the world of martial arts, one did not kill his father and two did not take his wife, in the end, what kind of hatred and injustice can there be
Sympathy played a role, and every time Zheng Yi looked at Chen Gong after that, he couldn't help but overlap him with the fainting man in the image.
Continuing to embarrass him, Zheng Yi couldn't bear it anymore; he secretly speculated that the reason why Chen Gong's personality has become as "indifferent and alienated from others" is that the protection mechanism has been activated since that incident...
The reason why there is still endless bickering, although Zheng Yi can't analyze his own motives - but also vaguely feel: it seems that this is the way of communication between the two of them that has long been familiar - from a certain point of view, it is a kind of "tacit agreement"
Whoever softens their attitude a little bit seems to be making concessions.
But Zheng Yi didn't want to back down.
Zheng Yi thought: If Chen Gong can be like a lamb one day - on a drunken night, at the most vulnerable juncture of emotional guards, he lowered his arrogant head and told himself about what happened to him. The suffering... Zheng Yi expected that he would not be able to hold back the tears of the "hot-blooded man's anger", then patted him on the back and said to him: "We will be brothers in the future! When I am in your life, I will not allow these sufferings. Getting closer to you!"
But Chen Gong is an iron lump, and he won't give in - "You deserve that you can't enjoy Lao Tzu's loyalty!" Zheng Yi whispered angrily.
In contrast, lambs are better - lambs will be coquettish.
So Zheng Yi passed the message: my brother dreamed of you yesterday.
Lamb: What did you do with me in the dream
Zheng Yi: I can't say it, I'm afraid of being caught.
Lamb: [shy].
Zheng Yi: I'm going back tomorrow. Shall I play at night
Lamb: What are you playing
"This little lamb is quite bad!" - every sentence tempted Zheng Yi to say the little fantasies and desires he had for him.
Zheng Yi's forehead was hot, pursed his lips and restrained himself, many images flashed in his mind - the tearful lamb frowned, restrained by himself, the big bad wolf; in addition, there was the sound of heavy breathing , there are licks, there are babble...
Zheng Yi rolled down the window glass and let his hot forehead be blown by the wind to cool it down.
Zheng Yi had imagined these images countless times—sometimes Zheng Yi laughed at whether his adolescence had ended too late, and the tide that swept through the spring had not yet passed.
The image of the lamb's panting hasn't disappeared from his mind, it's just a little blurred; but after a while, all the lamb's emotions and movements suddenly subsided again, like a fainting appearance - Zheng Ding looked at it and realized that That person's face changed to Chen Gong.
He closed his eyes, ignorant of all violations; his expression was simple and calm like the most solemn deity.
- And he is the evil spirit who is desecrating him.
Zheng Yi suddenly came back to his senses, and the wind continued to blow for a while.
It took five minutes to get the nausea out of my body.
Zheng Yi rubbed his face and turned on his phone to reply to Xiaoyang: I'll talk about it later.
It takes about an hour from the scenic spot to the hotel. It was only after Zheng got out of the car that he remembered that the room card was with Chen Gong.
Zheng Yi felt sleepy, and he didn't get enough sleep last night - now that he has no room key, he can't get into the hotel room. Zheng Yi felt a little suffocated, lit a cigarette, flipped through the contact records, and found [Eunuch Chen]. Just as he was about to call him, Qiu Mang's call came again.
"I've received a few resumes here - some of them are from your Vision Department. Would you like to take a look at Supervisor Zheng?"
"You don't need to show it to me, just show it to Chen Gong!" Zheng Yi relied on the last bit of inspiration: "Don't make him feel that the entire Vision Department is mine, let's work together to run against him— Let him decide."
After hanging up Qiumang's phone and dialing out to [Eunuch Chen], the other party was busy, and Zheng Yi remembered that Qiumang might have called Chen Gong first.
A few minutes late... wait until the cigarettes are finished.
While stuffing the cigarette and lighter into the inside pocket of the suit, the lighter fell on the hem of the jacket and hit something hard. Zheng Yi touched the hem of his shirt—in the interlayer there was the volume of a lighter and a card.
Reached out to the inside pocket to check, and sure enough, there was a hole in it.
The big brand of V, who has only worn it a few times - "It's really lost the originality of the old brand!" Zheng Yi muttered, and with a strange gesture, he lifted the hem of his clothes, and stretched his hand through the hole to take out the lighter and the hard card.
That card turned out to be the "lost" ID.
So there is no need to call Chen Gong to urge him to come back.
After completing the account cancellation procedure, Chen Gong received a call from Qiumang - "There are several resumes of your department, do you want to review them?"
"Just give it to Zheng Yi, I'm afraid he will pick on the faults I've tried."
Qiumang explained: "It was Zheng Yi who asked me to give it to you directly - he said that you have better eyesight!"
"I... have a good eye for recruiting?" Chen Gong sneered: "This is his boast..."
Qiu Mang realized later that his words were a bit irritating - Zheng Yi, the old enemy, was the person Chen Gong interviewed himself - I didn't sort out this relationship through my brain just now, Qiu Mang was just thinking about the two of them. relationship, so he sneered: "In short, Zheng Yi said that he can trust your professional ability and let you make a decision!"
Chen Gong said, "Okay, you can send me your email first, and I'll check back at the hotel later."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Gong saw that during the call, there was a barrel of calls that failed to connect, with the note name [Xiao Zheng].
Chen Gong dialed back: "What's the matter?"
Zheng Yi's voice revealed exhaustion: "Oh, it's nothing... Are you still busy?"
"I'm done, I just got a taxi and I'm going back - what's the matter?"
"Oh, it's nothing... Do you want to eat hot pot?"
Chen Gong just put on his seat belt and was drinking mineral water, and he almost choked out—Chen Gong was of course surprised, but after thinking about it, he said, "Okay."
"Mainly... You can't eat hot pot alone! Take a company and celebrate the end of the scouting - I'll treat you."
Chen Gong said: "Okay, go back immediately."
"Then come back, I'll wait for you at the door." Then he hung up the phone.
Chen Gong didn't understand what Zheng Yi meant by "I'm waiting for you at the door", but was full of surprise at "Zheng Yi invited me to eat hot pot"—he was just hungry? He thinks I'm good and wants to shake hands with me? Is he trying to piss me off with some shit? …
When the driver saw that Chen Gong had hung up the phone, he enthusiastically said, "My mother-in-law called you home?"
Chen Gong didn't think about it and replied: "The enemy..."
After returning to his senses, Chen Gong felt that there was no need to explain, and said in his heart: Why are the uncles drivers who haven't come back to Chengdu for several years becoming more and more gossipy.
When he hung up the phone and put the phone back in his pocket, he touched a card with his finger and took it out to see that it was a hotel room card.
Chen Gongcai seemed to understand a little - Zheng Yi borrowed his own room, but he only had one room card. He was still with him at the moment, so he couldn't get into the hotel room - that's why he said 'waiting for you at the door'; last night Zheng Yi One has slept for so long, and it may be sleepy now, but after all, it is not good to urge yourself to go back after "remaining under the fence", so I use "please eat hot pot" to express "thank you" - by the way, timidly say "" Then come back."…
Under the circumstance that he had to bow his head to others, he managed his mind so carefully, it didn't seem like Mr. Zheng's usual demeanor.
But Chen Gong felt that he was also pitiful.
As soon as the interview with Zheng Yi was over, Qiumang, an elementary school girl, came to the Vision Department and asked herself, "How is the senior, how is my brother?"
"Zheng Yi is your younger brother?" Chen Gong was surprised: "—he's very good! On all levels..."
Qiumang looked proud: "Yes - my brother! Isn't he sweet and handsome, and everyone loves him?"
Chen Gong smiled and nodded.
His first impression of Zheng Yi was very good - in fact, it is not bad now.
Although Zheng Yi's personality is reckless and reckless, it's actually not a bad thing - he appears to be full of energy, like a young manga hero who is full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm; it is completely different from his unearthed bronze ware.
Yan Zhi is also the hero of the girl comics - dressed fashionably and delicately, the little girls in the company will laugh when they see him; it is completely different from his own temperament that people tremble with fear when he opens his mouth.
Chen Gong looked at his livid face in the rearview mirror, and rolled up the car window in annoyance.
Rather than saying that what Chen Gong hated was Zheng Yi, it would be unfair to say that what Chen Gong hated was.
-Some people are always crawling upwards desperately from childhood to adulthood; but there are always people with wings that can easily fly over their heads.
- From time to time they drop feathers to captivate your eyes when you look up at them.
Chen Gong has no hatred for the rich. For the "born phoenixes", he has no other mood than envy.
But Zheng Yi is different - before Zheng Yi appeared, the director's seat had already been given to him by President Wang; but when he appeared, he had no practical experience at all, and only relied on the gold-encrusted education that was smashed out of money to explain to his father. If you can help Zheng Yi, help more." He asked President Wang to take this position back from Chen Gong's hand, and then turned his hand to Zheng Yi.
coincidence.
When someone else's father was setting up a career for his child - through the video phone, his mother was lying on the hospital bed crying to himself: "It's useless... I didn't do my duty... I didn't give you enough food since I was a child... I ended up spending your money in the end. …”
Chen Gong gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay... I will be promoted to director next month, and the salary will go up."
The mother nodded. The sunken cheeks and the ravine skin made her look like a mummified corpse, unlike a 47-year-old woman. Chen Gong had a fashion design professor in college. She opened a modeling agency outside. Therefore, I have frequent business cooperation with HALOstudio; I am only one year younger than my mother, but she looks like a female star who just debuted.
The mother didn't say it herself, but Chen Gong heard her talk to the patients in the ward: nurses are reluctant to come - when they bully the newcomer, let the intern give injections; the young intern is also nervous, and it is his turn to give his mother three injections. Still no blood vessels were found, and the fourth needle pierced her own tiger's mouth - "The little girl was so frightened that she threw the needle tube and ran out!"
When Chen Gong listened to what they were talking about as a joke among their patients, he couldn't express his expression - they were blood diseases, and it was natural for others to be afraid.
On the fifth day of her death, Chen Gong came back after taking her annual leave to take care of her funeral. There was such a newcomer in the position of director, who greeted Chen Gong with a familiar smile that was harmless and heartless. - "Brother Chen! I'm Zheng Yi, remember me? I'm coming to the visual department now - Director! Hehehe!"
At that time, Chen Gong felt like he had told a huge lie to his mother.
And the brighter Zheng Yi smiled, the deeper his dark and ugly original sin.
When he was sensible, Chen Gong could also understand that Zheng Yi had nothing to hate, but he just bumped into the muzzle of his gun impartially.
But people’s emotions are extremely complicated—many times they are restrained and forbearance, but love and hatred are born out of nowhere, and they exist;