Everything happened so suddenly.
Zhong Keke looked at the man in front of him blankly and at a loss, and suddenly understood what social death was.
This is called social death! ! !
It would be fine if others saw her stupid behavior.
It was this man.
Zhong Keke took a deep breath, resisted the urge to insert his head into the vase as a flower pendant, and pulled the corner of his lower lip towards the man, "Why, why are you?"
While speaking, she quickly threw the white rose aside, posing as if I was unfamiliar with this flower and had absolutely no improper relationship with it, pretending to be relaxed, "I... Where is Brother Yuanhang?"
Jiang Yuqiao retracted his gaze from the rose, and his eyes fell on the little girl's pale face because of embarrassment.
Freeze for two seconds.
The man's brows stretched slightly, and he couldn't see his anger, "You still remember me."
Zhong Keke snorted, and said casually, "It's hard for others not to remember you when you grow up like this."
Jiang Yuqiao: "… "
He smiled helplessly.
Pulling out the opposite chair and sitting down, he explained in a low voice, "Fu Yuanhang has something to do temporarily, so let me come over and help."
Zhong Keke guessed so, and there was no surprise.
Just can't say why.
She always felt that the man in front of her was not very happy.
As for why not happy.
she does not know.
Instinctively straightening his back, Zhong Keke put on a well-behaved look and asked, "Who is the person who just replied to my message? Is that also you?"
The little girl's voice is sweet and tender, her jet-black eyes are dripping, and she looks like a pretentious little adult with the slightly sexy one-neck dress on her body.
But also very beautiful.
This kind of dressing and dressing is something Jiang Yuqiao has never seen before, and it even makes him feel that "my family has a young girl growing up".
His eyes stayed on her snow-white and round shoulders for less than a second, Jiang Yuqiao's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes seemed to be staggered, "I sent it to you using his mobile phone."
"… "
No wonder she felt that today's Fu Yuanhang was extraordinarily meticulous and gentle.
It turned out to be picked up.
But having said that, are these two brothers already good enough to log on to each other's WeChat accounts
Staring at her appearance, Jiang Yuqiao pursed his thin lips slightly, and smiled inquisitively, "Why, I'm disappointed to see it?"
Asked so frankly by him, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across Zhong Keke's face, and he embarrassedly touched his neck.
Not disappointed.
Just a little unexpected.
Just as she groaned, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white wrist.
With a well-jointed hand, he placed one of the cups of oat milk in front of her, and Jiang Yuqiao said warmly, "Drink it while it's hot, or it'll get cold."
Zhong Keke touched it obediently.
It was indeed a little hot, as if it had just been bought, but as far as she knew, there was no dairy family nearby, but if it was a taxi from the city center... how much would it cost.
Thinking of this, Zhong Keke raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuqiao, "Is this money for Brother Yuanhang, or for you?"
Unexpectedly, she would ask such a question, Jiang Yuqiao raised his eyebrows.
Zhong Coco murmured in his heart.
If Fu Yuanhang was embarrassed, but if it was Jiang Yuqiao, she would be embarrassed to drink.
Seemingly seeing what she was thinking, Jiang Yuqiao raised his eyelids slightly, "Is Fu Yuanhang so generous?"
"… "
Zhong Keke shook his head, that's true.
Jiang Yuqiao tapped the table with his fingertips, as if he was thinking something, his eyebrows stretched, "If you feel embarrassed, you can tell me the answer."
"..." Zhong Keke was a little stunned, "What's the answer?"
Jiang Yuqiao's eyes curved, softening the cold desire on his body, as if he was deliberately teasing, "You just chose one of the two."
While speaking, Jiang Yuqiao brought the white rose next to him, lowered his eyes, and cast a small shadow from his crow-feather-like eyelashes, as if counting how many petals had been removed.
react.
Zhong Coco's cheeks were hot.
"I'm just joking," she stood up without thinking, grabbed the flowers, and threw them into the trash, like a defeated little peacock, defending herself angrily, "I won't choose anyone."
Jiang Yuqiao's expression froze.
As her words gradually revealed a touch of quiet pleasure.
Secretly expressing his breath, he leaned back in the chair and put one hand on the table casually, with a deeper smile in his eyes.
The sun is shining right outside the glass window.
Falling on the man, it plated a layer of natural and soft aperture for him, making the already handsome figure even more dazzling.
It looked like he was suddenly happy again.
But I don't know what to be happy about.
Zhong Keke looked at him inexplicably, thinking that this man is really strange.
But what she wants to do now is not to chat with this strange man, but to find out what the hell is this bastard Fu Yuanhang thinking? !
Thinking of this, Zhong Keke grabbed the phone angrily, pushed away the stool, stood up, and said to Jiang Yuqiao, "Then what, brother, eat first, I'll go to the bathroom."
Jiang Yuqiao did not speak.
Watching silently, the aggressive figure of the little girl disappeared around the corner.
At this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated several times.
Jiang Yuqiao crossed his long legs, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and opened the screen with his fingertips.
Shen Xiaoyang: [You really gave up on Director Wu's first aid?]
The screen of the mobile phone refracts the light outside the window, making Jiang Yuqiao half-squint. He casually typed and replied: [Well, I gave up.]
Shen Xiaoyang: [Why? Such a good thing?]
Shen Xiaoyang: [Also, I heard you asked for leave again? Is it for the little sister in the surveillance?]
After flying over overnight, my neck was a little stiff.
Jiang Yuqiao raised his hand and rubbed it, too lazy to reply to the previous sentence, and simply typed "yes".
Shen Xiaoyang: [… ]
Shen Xiaoyang: [You two have already talked, right?]
Jiang Yuqiao: [No.]
Shen Xiaoyang: [Then you are chasing?]
Jiang Yuqiao thought for a while, [Well, come and ask her for something.]
Shen Xiaoyang: [What?]
Jiang Yuqiao did not reply.
He raised his hand to pick up another glass of oat milk and took a sip. The mellow milk mixed with the aroma of malt, sweet and mellow, was Zhong Keke's favorite taste.
When he received the call from Zhong Keke, Fu Yuanhang had just woken up, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was scolded by the little girl—
"Brother Yuanhang, what's the matter with you?"
"If you don't come, let your friend come? Don't tell me yet!"
"You also sent your WeChat to your friends."
"Thanks for trusting you so much, don't you think I'm embarrassed?"
Fu Yuanhang knew that he was wrong, and after she finished yelling, he said slowly, "Oh, it's not what you think." He took a sip of water and became a little more refreshed, "I really have something to do today, and I can't get through it."
Zhong Keke shoved his waist angrily, his face flushed.
Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the mirror, and suddenly noticed that the fabric on one side had slipped sharply, so he hurriedly lifted it up again.
Actually, she wasn't really angry.
Rather, it felt cramped and awkward.
If she knew that the person who came today was Jiang Yuqiao, she wouldn't foolishly grab the petals and dress like this... The way the man looked at her just now was like a parent seeing their child in puppy love.
She couldn't say why, she seemed to have a natural fear of him.
That kind of fear is not fear, but a mixture of physical and psychological, similar to the idea of not wanting him to look down on him in the slightest.
It was because of this that she felt uncomfortable.
After thinking about it, she gave herself up and said, "Otherwise I'll let those two not come, I'll go home and eat watermelon."
When Fu Yuanhang heard it, he was immediately anxious, "Don't! The three boys accompany you to the amusement park. The conditions are pretty good. Are you crazy to want to go home and eat watermelon?"
These words made Zhong Keke choked firmly.
It does seem to make some sense... This man's face is really pleasing to the eye...
"Don't worry, other people are very good, they have a much better vision than me, you can see at a glance who can do it and who can't," Fu Yuanhang's tone was like offering a treasure, "and I am also selfish, you can see those two conditions. That's it, but your brother and my friend are different."
He seemed to guess what he was going to say.
Zhong Keke's expression instantly became unnatural.
Sure enough, Fu Yuanhang followed suit, "Let's not say anything else, his height will crush the other two, not to mention his looks and education. He is still a doctor.
Zhong Keke couldn't say a word blocked by him.
The temperature is rising steadily.
She inexplicably thought of the fact that she had always dreamed of Jiang Yuqiao before, and a strange sense of shyness filled her heart.
This feeling made her feel an unprecedented panic, like a desire to move in the depths of her heart, and she would break through the cage if she was not careful.
Something in her subconscious was holding her back.
Tell her no.
She shouldn't be close to this man.
At this time, Fu Yuanhang was still pressing, "Anyway, you should get in touch more and see. Even if you don't like it, you should meet a new friend, and there are more people to take care of you, so I can rest assured—"
Being a little annoying by what he said, Zhong Keke interrupted him mercilessly, "Okay, stop talking."
Fu Yuanhang choked.
"Go to sleep," Zhong Keke said in an unnatural voice, "I'm going back."
After all, she hung up the phone without hesitation.
…
When I returned to the restaurant, the dishes on the table had just been prepared.
Zhong Keke swung his wrists that were not dry, pretended to be relaxed and returned to his seat, and glanced at the untouched tableware and chopsticks of the man in front of him, "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?"
Jiang Yuqiao gently pulled his lower lip, lowered his eyebrows and poured a cup of hot water, "I'm not hungry, I'll wait for you to eat together."
As soon as Zhong Keke picked up the chopsticks, there was an extra shrimp dumpling in the bowl.
Jiang Yuqiao took back the chopsticks and put them aside.
With an indescribable emotion in her clear eyebrows, she stared at her calmly.
I haven't seen her for a long time, the little girl seems to be thinner again, her round face has faded away, revealing a beautiful pointed chin, and further down, is a slender and white neck, and just a glance is enough to hook the man's collarbone.
Suddenly thinking that there will be two more boys coming over later, Jiang Yuqiao closed his lips with a smile, "I heard from Yuanhang that you have passed the test of 599, which sounds good."
Zhong Keke lowered his head and bit the Shrimp Emperor Dumpling, "It's alright, it's not very good, but the last one should be enough."
Jiang Yuqiao asked casually, "Where do you want to go?"
A lot of people have asked her this question recently. Zhong Keke frowned slightly, his eyes fluttering on his face, "No, the family has been helping to look at it recently."
Jiang Yuqiao raised his glass and took a sip of hot water, "What do you think of Tong An?"
"… "
Zhong Keke suddenly remembered what Fu Yuanhang said, and his ears warmed, "I haven't been to Tong An, so I don't know."
Jiang Yuqiao's eyes narrowed.
It was as if something was stuck in his throat, overflowing with astringency and grief.
Silence for a long time.
Jiang Yuqiao picked up the public chopsticks again, helped her pick out a small bowl of fried noodles, and pushed it in front of her, with a normal tone, "Tong An is not bad, very suitable for life."
Zhong Keke heard the words, slowly raised his eyes, and met his gaze.
The man in front of him fell into the bright light and shadow, the three-dimensional facial features were half-bright and half-dark, and the dark gray eyes were also shaken into clear brown.
Jiang Yuqiao's expression was introverted and warm, and her focused eyes were like a fluttering feather tickling her heart, "You can come and have a look when you have time."
He saw his ears heat up.
Zhong Keke turned his face away uncomfortably, and made a soft "um" sound.
The atmosphere gradually quieted down.
Neither of the two brought up new topics, and they kept some kind of peace and ate in silence.
Occasionally, Jiang Yuqiao would help her with dishes that were out of reach.
But most of the time, Zhong Coco is focused and chewing carefully with his eyes down.
She is very cute when she eats and looks very appetizing. Even if she doesn't say a word, just watching, Jiang Yuqiao has a rare calm and satisfaction.
That's how it should be.
Just because of his momentary cleverness and screwing everything up.
Suddenly, the phone on the table rang, breaking the silence.
Jiang Yuqiao glanced away, and suddenly saw the words "Junior Senior" appeared on Zhong Keke's mobile phone.
However, before the little girl could pick it up, two male voices, one high and one low, rang out behind him, calling Zhong Keke's name, as restless as the irritating heat wave in summer, mantis pupas rushing in.
Jiang Yuqiao frowned and looked sideways a little, and saw two boys walking to the table.
Among them, the taller one is pretty good looking and wears a trendy brand. The disadvantage is that he doesn't look very smart. Quiet look.
Seeing the two of them, Zhong Keke's eyes lit up first, and then she thought of something, her face sank instantly, she glanced at her phone, it was a full hour after the agreed nine o'clock.
Even a friend can't be late like this.
If it weren't for Jiang Yuqiao, she would have left long ago.
Still waiting for them here stupidly
Thinking of this, Zhong Keke glanced at the two of them angrily.
Too much to look at.
Seeing her angry, the handsome locomotive smiled faintly, "I'm really sorry, Coco, I was playing cards at my friend's house last night. It's too far and there is a traffic jam."
The junior senior was much calmer, first glanced at Jiang Yuqiao, and then faced Zhong Keke, "I'm a little troublesome over there, so I'm late, not on purpose."
Zhong Keke wanted to say something.
But suddenly it occurred to me that it wasn't a date alone, and there was no need to forcibly restrain others, so I simply swallowed the unpleasantness and pretended to be peaceful, "It's okay, we just started eating, you haven't had breakfast yet, let's go together."
The third-year senior relaxed a little and pulled away the chair beside Jiang Yuqiao.
The handsome locomotive was about to sit down when he suddenly remembered the matter of paying, "Hey, I'll settle the bill."
Hearing this, the face of the junior and senior changed, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the unwavering voice of the man sitting next to him in a loose and elegant posture, "No need."
The two turned back together.
He looked at Jiang Yuqiao, who was sitting by the window, wearing a well-pressed light gray shirt with an extremely handsome face.
Jiang Yuqiao looked at the two of them calmly, "I already paid when I came."
The voice fell. Paomo
The two looked stagnant in unison.
The man in front of him is like a very strong and dazzling light.
When I look at it alone, I don't feel that the impact is so strong, but once it is integrated into a picture with the other two people, the crushing of the temperament and appearance makes the other two people incomparably ordinary.
Just like now, the scene of three people standing together.
At this moment, Zhong Keke clearly understood what Fu Yuanhang said before, "Your brother and I are different friends".
It is indeed different.
Just outside, it is already not a world with those people.
For some reason, Zhong Keke's expression suddenly darkened.
The clamoring little beast in his heart also quieted down. It huddled in the corner obediently, curled up into a ball, and made an appearance of self-defense.
At this moment, Jiang Yuqiao's deep eyes suddenly turned around.
Together, there are two other people.
It was the handsome locomotive who spoke first, "Coco, this... is this your brother?"
Zhong Keke raised his eyes and moved his lips.
Before he could speak, the man in front of him interrupted in a low voice, "No."
At the same time, if a tangible gaze fell on Zhong Keke, the temperature in those eyes that were cold and clueless in both directions was more scorching than the summer sun.
As if declaring sovereignty, Jiang Yuqiao's tone was undisguised—
"I'm just like you."