The early summer wind blows from the Huangpu River. On the open-air observation deck of the high-rise skyscraper, it happened to be UAAG's afternoon tea time. The chef of the five-star hotel sent exquisite snacks and cakes to the company, with the Hermes tea set and Ceylon Highland black tea that Lina put in the company, and everyone enjoyed it happily.
"I remember the last time I had afternoon tea with you, it was already a year ago." Mr. Roman looked at his daughter with a kind smile.
Lina reminded him: "Yes, a year ago, in Milan."
Mr. Roman sighed: "You never go home."
Lina: "Dad, I also have my own business."
"Your career is to follow Reid, flying around the world. Look at my Honey, it's all dark and thin."
"Because we just came back from Dubai last week."
"You've never suffered like this before."
Lina smiled helplessly, "Dad!"
Mr. Roman is still very distressed.
The three of UAAG held teacups and watched the affection between father and daughter.
Su Fei: "Didn't Lina call home every two or three days? It's like she hasn't seen her in ten years. Hey, old Joseph, aren't you Westerners all very independent? You have to throw your children out as soon as they grow up. Doesn't matter."
Old Joseph drank the lipstick tea: "This is just talk. You are a child with no hair, how can you understand our parents' heart. Just like me, I will chat with my daughter every day, ask How is she doing recently, and when is she going to marry John. Do you know about that?"
Su Fei: "..."
Su Fei turned to look at Fucheng: "People with children are too scary!"
Fu Cheng was taken aback for a moment: "...um."
Zhuohuan sneered when he heard their conversation. He looked at Roman: "Why did you come to Shanghai suddenly?"
Hearing this, Mr. Roman raised his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "I just have something to do, so I came to see my precious daughter. Why, Reid, are you a strict boss who doesn't allow the subordinate's father to visit him?" Poor daughter who lives in dire straits every day?"
Zhuo Huan turned his head and asked Lina: "Are you in dire straits?"
Lina held the tea set and smiled softly: "If you can make me worry less, I think I should be able to answer you 'sure not' without hesitation. But I can only answer you after thinking about it now, Reid, I still Very happy."
Uncle Zhuo snorted lightly.
Mr. Roman said that he just passed through Shencheng on business, so he came to see his daughter. But he had already booked the restaurant and invited everyone from UAAG to the dinner together.
There are not many Michelin French restaurants in Shanghai, so you need to book in advance and wear formal attire. But when the power reaches a certain height, there is no need to deliberately wear formal clothes. After work, Mr. Roman and the UAAG people went directly to the restaurant. Su Fei even wore a pair of cool black AJ sneakers.
Mr. Roman is a talkative and friendly person, without any pretensions, and is knowledgeable and well-informed. No matter what everyone is talking about, he can say a few words.
Mr. Roman sat in the top seat, and the others sat down in turn along the positions of his left and right hands.
When the third appetizer was served, Fu Cheng raised his head and saw a certain man looking down at his phone with a displeased expression. Soon, Zhuo Huan put the knife and fork aside, raised his head and said to Mr. Roman: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Ten minutes later, he returned to the table. It's just that the eyebrows are tightly frowned, and the low pressure like a Pacific summer hurricane strongly surrounds him. Even Mr. Roman noticed his abnormality and asked, "Reid, did something bad happen?"
Zhuo Huan wiped the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "It's nothing, just a small matter."
Mr. Roman looked at his daughter: "Does Reid give you this terrible look every day?"
Lina said innocently: "Yes, father."
"My daughter is so pitiful, why don't you go back with Dad and do whatever you want?"
Lina smiled softly: "Because this is my dream, Dad."
The mobile phone on the table rang, Zhuo Huan clicked his tongue and picked it up. Seeing the name on the screen, he raised his eyes and glanced at Fucheng, and clicked on the message.
[Fucheng: Rogge 318?]
His eyes lingered on these short words for a long time, Zhuo Huan leaned back on the back of the chair, the corners of his mouth curled up.
[Zhuo Huan: Why?]
[Fucheng: No way.]
[Zhuo Huan: Yes. I couldn't find it this time either, but you reminded me. I didn't find it, but I did another thing.]
Fu Cheng was stunned, he looked at the words on the phone screen, thought for a long time, and suddenly realized. His lips pursed instantly, Fu Cheng turned the phone upside down on the table, and continued to eat expressionlessly.
Zhuo Huan waited for a long time, but did not wait for the young man's reply. He looked up, only to see Fu Cheng with lowered eyes, eating seriously.
Under the long tablecloth, the man's feet stretched out confidently and touched Fu Cheng's calf.
Fucheng ignored him.
Zhuo Huan hooked him a few times lightly, but Fu Cheng ignored him once.
Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows lightly, took out his mobile phone calmly, opened the address book, and dialed the number. In the next second, Fucheng's cell phone rang suddenly. Everyone looked at him in unison. He was also stunned, flipped open the phone that was upside down on the table, saw the flashing name on it, and hung up quickly.
Su Fei leaned over curiously: "Who is not answering?"
Fucheng's tone was indifferent: "Harassing calls."
Zhuo Huan laughed out loud.
***
After dinner, we always have to separate.
But Mr. Roman didn't go to the airport, but said: "I still have something to do in Shencheng, I have to stay for a few more days." So, he and Lina drove away together, heading towards Lina's home.
Usually, Zhuo Huan would rub Lina's car when UAAG's group activities were over and they went home. But this time, Lina was with her father, Zhuo Huan didn't go with her again, Su Fei didn't think there was anything wrong at first, she just thought: No matter how thick-skinned RIP is, I'm too embarrassed to rub the car in front of his father!
Unexpectedly, after the car stopped at the gate of the community, Zhuo Huan got out of the car with Fu Cheng.
Su Fei asked in surprise: "RIP, do you want to walk back?" Why don't you just continue to take the car back home
With his hands in his pockets, Uncle Zhuo said lazily, "I live here."
Su Fei: "Huh???"
Old Joseph explained: "Hey, I forgot to tell you. Su Fei, Reid is now living with Fu, and his apartment on the top of the river has been sold. As for the reason, you know, to make money in the Pacific Ocean. A plane is really expensive."
Su Fei was not like old Joseph, he never thought about why Zhuo Huan didn't ask Lina to arrange an apartment for him, just like he and old Joseph did, living in the UAAG dormitory and living across the street. He nodded, accepted the statement directly, and was very concerned about another thing: "Then does this mean that when I celebrate my birthday at the end of the year, we can't go to RIP's mansion for dinner? I can no longer take photos for friends Are you showing off?!"
Everyone: "..."
Old Joseph took the punk boy and dragged him back to the UAAG dormitory speechlessly.
Just when Su Fei and Su Fei left, before they were ten meters away, in the cool and noisy night wind, Zhuo Huan's casual voice sounded: "Fucheng, is my phone called a harassment call?"
Fu Cheng turned his head and looked at him quietly. After a while: "It's nothing."
Zhuo Huan laughed when he heard this: "Oh, but you welcome me to harass you."
Fu Cheng glanced at him, then walked away. When he got downstairs, he turned his head and found that the man hadn't followed. After waiting for a while, there was still no one. Fu Cheng frowned and held the phone, and couldn't help calling him.
"Teacher Zhuo, where are you?"
"I'm lost."
"...?"
He didn't believe at all that Zhuo Huan, who could write out a lot of physics formulas without blinking, and calculate high-level arithmetic within three seconds, would get lost!
Zhuo Huan: "I'm at the convenience store outside, come and pick me up."
Fucheng: "..."
After hanging up the phone, Fucheng stood there for a while, and finally walked back to the entrance of the community.
At the entrance of a chain convenience store with blue and white flashing signs, a thin and tall man casually held a plastic bag in one hand, with a cigarette in his mouth, standing under the yellow street lamp, smoking quietly. In the smog, he turned around, saw Fu Cheng, and raised his chin at him with a half-smile.
Fu Cheng walked over and looked at the plastic bag curiously. He wondered why Zhuo Huan suddenly bought a big bag of things in just five minutes. But after seeing the contents of the bag clearly, his face darkened, wishing he had nothing to do to take a look.
Zhuo Huan slightly leaned over and leaned into his ear: "You bought very little last time."
Fucheng heard the voice he restrained as much as possible: "There are still at home."
Zhuohuan: "Oh, but not enough."
Fucheng: "..."
So you just bought all the condoms in this convenience store? !
on the way back.
Zhuohuan flipped through the plastic bag and made a clattering sound: "What flavor do you like?"
Fucheng: "..."
"Wow, there's also strawberry flavor."
Fucheng finally couldn't take it anymore, he turned around, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhuo, you seem to like strawberry flavor very much. When you were in Helsinki, you drank my strawberry yogurt. Why do you like strawberry flavor?"
Zhuo Huan was stunned.
He looked at the young man in front of him who was rarely fighting back, and after a while, he pinched Fu Cheng's chin and kissed it vigorously.
"You suck!"
Fucheng actually doesn't like strawberry flavor, specifically, he doesn't like any flavor, and he doesn't understand why such a thing has to be designed with various flavors. Would anyone eat something like that? No matter how you look at it, that kind of thing doesn't seem to be something you can touch with your mouth.
That night, as if to prove his preference for strawberry flavor, Zhuo Huan opened the box of strawberry flavor.
Zhuo Huan kissed his eyelashes wet with sweat, and laughed softly: "Do you like the strawberry flavor?"
Fu Cheng gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and didn't answer him.
The next night, after get off work, Zhuo Huan wanted to go back to the top apartment by the river. Because the sale and purchase contract of that apartment was officially signed today, Zhuo Huan had to go back and sign the contract with the buyer in the house.
Fu Cheng: "I thought you would just find someone, for example, ask Lina to take care of this for you. Anyway, she seems to know that you have already sold that house."
Zhuohuan looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "That house is worth 120 million."
Fucheng: "..."
Evil capitalists!
Zhuo Huan: "Do you think 120 million things are not worth my trip to sign a contract?" He smiled: "Fucheng, my money didn't come from a strong wind, okay?"
Fucheng didn't speak anymore, but he thought in his heart, as if someone said a year ago that money will drop from the sky
The car stopped at the gate of the community, but Fu Cheng didn't follow in: "I went to a nearby coffee shop, and I happened to be a little thirsty."
Zhuo Huan was noncommittal.
The two separated at the gate of the community.
Watching the man walk into the magnificent glass gate, Fu Cheng slowly raised his head, looking at this towering and magnificent building. After a long time, he turned around, walked into the cafe across the road, ordered a cup of clear coffee, and silently waited for Zhuo Huan.
Melodious and soothing blues music echoed in this private cafe. Fu Cheng was sitting by the window, shaking his spoon while looking down at his phone.
"... Fucheng?"
The light was somewhat blocked by the shadows, and a soft female voice sounded in front of her with astonishment.
Fu Cheng raised his head subconsciously, and saw a gorgeous woman in a long red dress with shoulder straps standing in front of him. She was carrying a brand-name bag starting with H, wearing beautiful rings and bracelets on her hands, and delicate makeup on her palm-sized face, which made her already eight-point facial features stand out very well. Almost the entire cafe was staring at her, suspecting that she was a star.
A name emerges from the depths of distant memory.
Fu Cheng: "Su Qiao?"
The beautiful young woman stretched out her snow-white hands and pulled her hair behind her ears. When she smiled, her bright eyes became beautiful crescents: "Can I sit down?"
Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment: "...Of course."
After sitting down, Su quietly ordered a cup of cappuccino. Her eyes stopped on Fucheng's face for a few seconds, and she smiled: "Long time no see, I just passed by the door and saw you, I thought I was wrong. You haven't changed at all, Fucheng, exactly the same as ten years ago .”
Fucheng glanced at the woman's bright vermilion nails, and said calmly, "You haven't changed."
Su Qiao: "Why are you here?"
Fucheng: "I'm here with my friend, he's here to do something. How about you?"
Su Qiao smiled sweetly, she turned sideways, and pointed to the apartment across the road: "I live here."
Fu Cheng looked in the direction of her finger.
In the cafe, the sound of music echoed softly. Fucheng didn't know what to say, but just like ten years ago, this woman, the girl back then, would always find various topics and take the initiative to talk to him.
"What are you doing recently. I heard that you seem to have retired, not an air force?" Just like her outstanding appearance, her voice is also very moving, "Fucheng, your WeChat setting does not allow group chats to add friends. I'll add you as a friend."
It was really hard to refuse, Fucheng took out his mobile phone, and both of them added friends.
Fucheng hummed softly: "I've retired, and now I'm working outside."
He didn't mean to say much, Su Qiao stared at him, and after a while, she smiled more charmingly: "You are the same as before, you don't like to talk. I am really happy to see you today. There have been too many things recently. , meeting you is probably the best news I've ever had."
Fu Cheng looked up at her: "What's wrong?"
Su Qiao smiled cheerfully: "Recently, I'm going through divorce procedures, so it's a bit annoying."
"..." He didn't know what to say.
The woman pulled the hair that fell on her forehead: "Speaking of which, are you married?"
Fu Cheng: "No."
Su Qiao smiled and said, "Are you in love?"
"..."
"I don't have a girlfriend."
Su Qiao: "By the way, do you remember that little bastard who fought with you back then, named Qiu Mingjie?"
"Um."
"I met him at the class reunion last year, but it's a pity that you didn't come at that time. He gained weight when he was only in his twenties. Now he laughs at everyone he sees. It's completely different from before."
"Um."
"And Zhang Yang, the one who was at the same table with you for half a semester."
"Um."
"He told me that the last time he saw you was five years ago. You were in the army and couldn't attend our class reunion. Everyone wanted to see you again."
"Um."
There was a long silence, and no one spoke.
Su Qiao laughed helplessly: "Fucheng, don't you want to see me?"
Fu Cheng looked up at her: "No."
Staring at the person in front of her seriously, she smiled, but it wasn't a happy smile: "I owe you an apology for that incident back then. Fucheng, I'm sorry. At that time, I wanted to buy a new mobile phone because of my vanity. , buy those things…”
The voice stopped abruptly, and Su Qiao sighed softly: "Why do I say this." She laughed again: "But there is one thing, you don't know. You are the only boy I have ever chased in my life."
Looking at the smiling woman in front of him, Fu Cheng's lips moved, but he didn't speak.
At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly. Seeing the name on the screen, Fu Cheng was startled, and subconsciously looked at the gate of the community across the road, but he didn't see the man.
Line connected.
"Teacher Zhuo."
"Where did you go, why didn't I see you."
"I'm in the coffee shop across the road. You don't have to come out, I'll go find you."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Cheng raised his head, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little lighter: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." He said, and put down two banknotes on the table, "I'll buy coffee."
Su Qiao was stunned: "Fucheng?"
Fu Cheng stood up: "My friend doesn't like to wait for others, so let's go first."
Su Qiao looked at him, nodded slowly with a smile: "Okay, let's talk next time."
Pushing open the door of the cafe and crossing the road, Fucheng found Uncle Zhuo who was impatiently waiting in the lobby on the first floor.
Zhuo Huan glanced at him up and down, and said with a light smile, "Why do you seem to be in a good mood, Fu Cheng."
Fu Cheng: "...is there any?"
Zhuohuan: "Yes."
Fucheng didn't reply.
It was already dark when we drove home.
In the community, the shadows of the trees are whirling, it seems that it will rain tomorrow, the wind will break the flowers, and the leaves will be rustled. After getting out of the car, Zhuo Huan lit a cigarette. Fucheng glanced at him, but didn't speak. The two walked into the house, Zhuo Huan extinguished the cigarette in the white fine stone at the elevator entrance before taking the elevator.
The houses are divided into one ladder and one household. When they reached the door, Fu Cheng took out the key to open the door, and Zhuo Huan stood behind him.
There was a click.
It's a lighter.
Fu Cheng turned to look at him.
Zhuo Huan didn't smoke, he just played with the flint of the lighter casually.
Fu Cheng turned his head and continued to open the door, but he heard a man's sloppy voice coming from behind.
"Who is that woman, Fucheng?"
The hand holding the key paused slightly, Fu Cheng turned around slowly and looked at him.
"My ex-girlfriend." He replied calmly.
Zhuo Huan smiled, he lifted Fu Cheng's chin, approached him, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really a fucking straight man, Fu Cheng?"
Fucheng was silent.
Zhuo Huan looked at him fixedly, and a laugh came out of his nose: "Why don't you say no."
Fu Cheng looked up at him: "Then are you a straight man?"
Zhuo Huan: "What do you mean, I like men."
Fucheng said "oh" calmly, and asked back, "Then what do you say about me?"
Are you straight
I like men.
Zhuo Huan stared at him without blinking, the next moment, he stretched out his hand and patted Fu Cheng's cheek, then bowed his head and kissed it.
Behind him was the cold metal door, and in front of him was a man's fiery kiss, overwhelming and overwhelming. Two meters away, the elevator suddenly started to move. It seemed that someone had pressed the button and wanted to take the elevator.
The lips were intertwined fiercely, and when he was in a daze, Fucheng seemed to hear the laughter of a family of three coming from the elevator. The little girl yelled "Mom, I want to kiss". In front of him, this man pinched his jaw, forcing him to open his mouth.
There was an irresistible order in the hoarse voice: "Kiss me."
Fu Cheng raised his head and kissed him, sticking out his tongue to rub against this person.
"Come into the house..." Between kisses, he gasped.
Zhuohuan bit his lower lip: "No, outside."
Fu Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "No condom."
Zhuo Huan: "Don't wear it, let me do it once, Fucheng..."
The man's almost coquettish tone made Fucheng almost nod his head, and his mind collapsed. But he tightened his scalp, held the key with trembling fingers, and opened the door.
Once the door was closed, all the sounds outside the house were blocked by the thick door panel. They kissed passionately, without even changing their shoes, they just took them off and threw them in the hallway. Pressing the young man against the wall by the door and kissing him for a long time, Zhuo Huan couldn't hold back, he picked up Fu Cheng and was about to go to the bedroom. But just as he hugged Fucheng, his arm suddenly became unstable, and the two of them almost fell down together.
Fu Cheng raised his eyes to look at him, because of the prolonged lack of oxygen just now, he was a little dazed and his eyes were blurred.
Zhuo Huan increased his strength, and the villain complained and cursed first to resolve the embarrassment: "You look so fucking thin, why do you still have some weight?" After saying that, he carried him to the bedroom, threw him on the bed, and then He pressed himself up.
From the first time I felt a little uncomfortable, to now I know each other well.
The next morning, Fucheng woke up in a daze. The discomfort is long gone, and it is more of laziness after a night of indulgence. He lowered his head slightly, only to see Zhuo Huan hugging his waist, buried his head in his shoulder and fell asleep.
Looking up at the clock on the wall, Fu Cheng gently pushed him away, slowed down, and left the room lightly.
At half past eight, Fucheng went out alone to the company.
Uncle Zhuo never had to arrive at the company on time, and he didn't think it was necessary to go to Fucheng at nine o'clock. But Fucheng always arrived at the company on time and was never late. No matter how late it is, he will still wake up.
At exactly nine o'clock, Fu Cheng, Su Fei and Old Joseph all arrived. They looked at each other in surprise.
Old Joseph: "Lina didn't come?"
Su Fei was also very strange: "No, it's fine for RIP to be absent from work every day, but Lina is like this?"
After thinking about it, Fucheng took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Lina. However, the next moment, a familiar sound of high-heeled shoes sounded from outside the door, accompanied by a hearty male voice.
... This picture seems a little familiar
In a few seconds, Lina and Mr. Roman appeared at the door of UAAG together.
Lina glanced around and said helplessly, "Reid really didn't come." She turned her head and said, "Dad, I can't decide on this matter. I have to ask Reid and he agrees. Do you want to wait for him here, or should I ask?" After passing him, tell you his decision directly?"
Mr. Roman smiled: "To show my sincerity, of course, I'll wait for him here."
Su Fei opened his eyes wide: "What? What is this for?"
Fu Cheng frowned slightly.
Lina arranged her father in the meeting room. When she came back, Fu Cheng asked, "Lina, what's the matter with Mr. Roman?"
Lina smiled and said: "Yes, there is indeed something. In fact, I wondered before, what is Dad going to do in Shanghai. In fact, our Comte family has not invested in any industry in Shanghai. In my impression, Shanghai does not have any partners. It is so special that he needs to come in person. Today he finally told me that he actually came to invite UAAG... "
"Maifei has a pre-flight inspection, and I hope UAAG can help and do a final inspection for them."
The author has something to say:
Fu Chengcheng: That kind of thing designs all kinds of flavors, why? No matter how you think about it, it's impossible for your mouth to touch it.
Zhuo Anxi: Let me know next time.