After the night came, everything seemed to be drunk by the champagne, so it was vague. Only know that the night is late, the lanterns retreat, and the night banquet is also gone. The guests retreated one after another, and Nie Xun and Song Qiyue sent them away side by side.
Here Kang Ziwen is gone, the two daughters of the Tang family have gone, Shen Che and Shen Che have left, the Qin family and Sun have left together, and Shao Fei has also gone. Song Lianheng greeted him, and Li Chengyi led Cheng Qingning behind. Qiao Chenxi followed close behind, and Zhou Suhe was behind.
"Zhou, I hope you have a good time today." Nie Xun said with a smile, Zhou Suhe just nodded.
Song Qiyue also smiled at him, "Be careful on the road."
Zhou Suhe looked at her, but he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything in the end.
"Mr. Mo." In the next second, Nie Xun's male voice rang again.
In the crowd slowly dissipating, Mo Zhengyan's pace was slow, Luo Zheng followed him, and the two arrived at the entrance of the banquet hall. Nie Xun saw him and said hello, "Thank you for coming today."
Mo Zhengyan looked intently, Song Qiyue stood aside and smiled, "Walk slowly."
It was the time of the diaspora, and all the things that should be said had already been said, and it seemed that there was no need to say anything that hadn't been too late. Before we could say more, another wave of guests left behind, and the crowd pushed them out the door.
Walking out of the banquet hall, at the entrance of the hotel, outside the revolving door, there is a woven of traffic, and a private car comes to pick up guests. There was wave after wave of people scattered, and the two men were still standing there.
Mo Zhengyan and Zhou Suhe were straight, looking at the blurred world outside.
The two hadn't made a sound for a long time, and the silence at this moment made the whole world silent.
Luo Zheng came out from the inside. She had just gone to the bathroom to fold out, and saw Mo Zhengyan and Zhou Suhe standing there. She went forward and greeted the President Zhou. She turned her head and said softly, "Mr. Mo, Let's go too."
At this time, Zhou Suhe asked, "Mr. Mo, it's still early, have you gone back so early?"
Mo Zhengyan didn't move, he replied, "Let's go, then have a drink."
"Luo Zheng, go back by yourself." After the voice fell, Mo Zhengyan had already started.
Luo Zheng was startled, and saw Mo Zhengyan and Zhou Suhe abandon the private driver who came to pick him up, and they went straight outside, completely ignored. She froze here, wondering where the tacit understanding between these two people came from.
It is late at night, and there are not as many cars on the road as there are in the day. It's just that I've been driving around from time to time, and the light shone on the person's face. The two walked all the way without saying a word. I don't know how long I walked, how many streets I passed, and I passed a few traffic lights. I only saw a few tables and chairs on the corner of the road.
The boss seemed to be closing, but the two of them sat down here. The boss hurried forward and said, "Two gentlemen, our shop is about to close..."
Zhou Suhe took out the wallet directly, took out all the money, and put a thick pile on the table. He whispered, "Boss, it's convenient. You don't need to order food as long as you drink wine."
Seeing so much money, the two men looked at Qi Yuxuanang, and the boss naturally didn't dare to rush others, so he took it with a smile. The shop was not closed anymore, and the boss asked, "What wine do you want?"
"It's okay, don't choose." Zhou Suhe replied.
The boss didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly brought in one bottle of all the wine in the store. But after a while, the table was full of wine bottles.
Zhou Suhe said again, "Don't be busy, I'll do it myself."
The boss retired, went back to his store to watch TV shows, and stopped inquiring about them. But I was a little worried, I was afraid that something would happen, so occasionally turned his head to take a look, but the two men just drank silently without making a sound.
As time passed, the boss stopped visiting, and was sleepy at night and took a nap on the counter.
...
In the banquet hall of the Kyoto Hotel, the guests were all gone, and Secretary Liu stepped forward to report, "Mr. Nie, the guests have already left, and the overnight stay has been arranged."
Nie Xun’s jaws, he looked sideways, "I will take you back to the hotel."
Song Qiyue usually doesn't live in Kyoto, she lives in another place, and immediately left with Nie Xun. When she left, she said, "Secretary Liu, I have worked hard today."
"This is what I should do." Secretary Liu answered.
"Get off early." Song Qiyue smiled, and Secretary Liu replied, "Yes."
"Go away, Secretary Liu will take care of himself." Nie Xun said in a low voice, he had already helped Song Qiyue to go outside.
The car drove out of Kyoto and hurried back to another place. Song Qiyue leaned on the chair and supported her head with one hand. Nie Xun glanced at her and saw her eyes closed, "Tired?"
"It's not that I'm tired. I just laughed when I saw people at this kind of banquet. I got stiff when I came down this evening." Song Qiyue sighed with a smile.
"I know you don't like this kind of occasion, but there is no way." Nie Xun replied.
Today's grand event is so powerful that it is a celebration on the one hand and a deterrent on the other, letting everyone in Hong Kong know that Long Yuan cannot be underestimated. Today's move has already caused a sensation and achieved the original goal. However, Song Qiyue is also confused and curious, "However, I really didn't expect that you know so many people, and you have dealings with them."
"That's all from the past, and they are also present today." Nie Xun smiled.
"Doctor Kent is really amazing." Song Qiyue praised, and Nie Xun asked, "It seems that you admire me a little bit more now."
"It's more than a few minutes, it's just endless talk." Song Qiyue teased.
"Okay, it's ridiculous to praise people." Nie Xun sighed and interrupted her, but asked in a blink of an eye, "Are you entangled by him today?"
Song Qiyue naturally knew who he was referring to, "Talked to him a few words."
"What did you talk about?"
"You can guess it, it's just those ones, it doesn't make much sense." Song Qiyue replied.
However, Nie Xun pointed out, "Your lipstick is printed on his shirt."
Lipstick mark? Song Qiyue was surprised, did you keep it? She frowned and hesitated, Nie Xun said, "It seems that you don't even know?"
Song Qiyue recalled just when it happened, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but she knew that she must have wiped it while she was entangled. "Probably it was accidentally hit."
"I'm not careful." Nie Xun said, "Be careful next time."
Song Qiyue let out a "famous", and Nie Xun gently embraced her and asked her to lean on his shoulder, "Sleep for a while, and call you when it's time."
After taking a nap, Song Qiyue returned to the hotel where he usually stayed. Nie Xun's room was next to her, and he sent it to her door and said, "Go to bed, it's late."
"Then you too." Song Qiyue was indeed sleepy.
Seeing that she was about to enter the room, Nie Xun shouted, "Little Qi."
Song Qiyue kept pace, but Nie Xun stared at her face, as if exploring something. This surprised her, but he asked, "What's wrong with your face?"
Song Qiyue touched her face, "What?"
Nie Xun's hand touched her face, "It's all red, it's almost broken."
"My skin is sensitive." Song Qiyue realized that her cheek was a little tingling after he touched it.
"Hurry up to remove your makeup and take a bath."
"I know, yes."
In the bathroom, Song Qiyue was standing in front of the bathing station, and she looked at herself in the mirror. The cheeks were really red, it became clearer under the light, and the skin was rubbed with red marks. I barely covered it with foundation before, but I couldn't see it. The makeup is a little bit sloppy now, and the bruises appear even more obvious.
She picked up the cotton pad to remove the makeup, the pink lipstick was wiped off, and suddenly a figure blocking him appeared in front of her eyes, as well as the warning: Don't let him touch you again.
It's crazy, it's ridiculous.
...
At two o'clock in the morning, the owner of the shop along the street was sleeping on the counter in a daze. On the outside table, a few bottles of wine had been emptied, but the two men did not fall down. Another glass was filled, and Zhou Suhe's bottle was empty.
"It's gone again." Zhou Suhe said.
Mo Zhengyan looked at the wine bottle, "You really can drink it. It seems that you didn't drink enough at the banquet last week."
"I don't think Mo always has enough." Zhou Suhe played with the wine glass, "Otherwise, why would you sit here." The liquid in front of him was shaking, and he said again, "Or, Mr. Mo feels flustered and doesn't drink. One cup is really hard to get through."
Mo Zhengyan toasted and drank the wine, "Isn't Mr. Zhou the one who can't make it through?"
"Executive President of Longyuan, that Mr. Nie is really amazing." Zhou Suhe thought of the pomp tonight, so many companies, with such a wide coverage, how could a general generation have such a network, "What do I have? Those who can't make it through, after all, this round is not directed at me."
Xu was drunk, Zhou Suhe's eyes were blurred, even he hadn't even noticed it. The loneliness in these words was so profound.
"Mr. Nie didn't chat with Mr. Zhou for a long time." Mo Zhengyan said.
"Ms. Mo is Ms. Mo. I'm hiding somewhere to watch the good show. I still send someone to watch, so I know everything I do." Zhou Suhe smiled, and he said condensedly, "So it seems, Mr. Mo I also care about this manager Nie, so I stare at it like this."
Zhou Suhe raised his head, his slightly bloodshot eyes, facing Mo Zhengyan, he said quietly, "Mo Zhengyan, in fact, you are like a big enemy."
Mo Zhengyan didn't speak, just took a bottle of wine and filled the empty glass in front of him.
"Nie Xun, it's a coincidence. He is also surnamed Nie." Zhou Suhe smiled, "Who do you think he will be her?"
"The same surname is of course family relatives." Mo Zhengyan replied.
"Family relatives?" Zhou Suhe smiled happily. "Mo Zhengyan, you and I are both men. If a man treats a woman, would you not understand whether a man is a relative?"
"Absolutely not!" Almost a conclusion, Zhou Suhe said, "He and she are not relatives, brothers and sisters!"
But I don’t know if it was talking to him or to himself, Zhou Suhe said, “In those two years, they were inseparable and were always together. Two years later, when she returned to Hong Kong, he also came. It's a good idea to be a relative, it's a joke."
"Mo Zhengyan, do you know that they have grown up together since they were young, and they were older than me. They were childhood sweethearts, used to describe them." Zhou Suhe whispered as he talked about childhood sweethearts. A word, inexplicably seems to have become a painful bone, "It can't even compare to me, it's far inferior."
"As for you, I can't even talk about it." Zhou Suhe didn't know where to find that satisfaction or comfort, so he said, "I have known her for more than 20 years, and you and her are only a fraction."
In her life for the time being, and counting his time, it was really just a fraction. Mo Zhengyan lightly shook the glass and said, "Do you know why she is called by this name."
Zhou Suhe fixed his eyes, and when he asked, he really stopped asking. He never had a second thought about the name of July. Born, the names are taken by adults, and everyone is like this. But at this moment, because it was mentioned by Mo Zhengyan, there was a hunch, as if it was not that simple.
That kind of least hopeful possibility just sprouted. If he said that he could not speak to Shang Song Qiyue just now, he is so eager to deny it at this moment, "You want to say, July Did he take his name?"
how can that be! It is impossible! Zhou Suhe kept denying in his mind, and Mo Zhengyan smiled, "No? Just like you said, they grew up together since they were young, and they were earlier than you."
"From the day she was born, he was by her side, and he was the one who watched her grow up. That should be the case as a childhood sweetheart." Mo Zhengyan talked at this moment, slowly, envy or jealousy Unexplainable emotions can't be sorted out.
——Being able to watch her birth and give her a name is what I am most proud of.
The man used his completely proud eyes to reach an unattainable height, a time that he could not reach in his entire life.
At this moment, Mo Zhengyan and Zhou Suhe were drinking face-to-face. Putting aside the old things, the appearance of Nie Xun alone is not worth mentioning. They are just a section of her life, not the starting point. And her starting point was the man named Nie Xun.
As soon as the cup fell on the table, the wine splashed and spilled, and the fingers were wet, as if drunk with alcohol. Zhou Suhe's confused eyes gathered that focus, which was already another blow afterwards. At the intersection, he laughed, "Ha!"
"The name is good!" Zhou Suhe shouted, "The name is good!"
It’s golden autumn in October and summer is over, and the midsummer of July doesn’t exist. It’s even better that you never really experienced that season. Zhou Suhe smiled happily, and he looked at the opposite person, "This must be what he told Yours, Nie Xun told you that he took the name of July!"
Otherwise, how would he know? Mo Zhengyan responded silently, already giving the best answer. Zhou Suhe raised his head and drank a glass of wine. He smiled and said, "Mo Zhengyan, you are too happy, look at you now, nothing is expected!"
"Actually, you are very unwilling?" Zhou Suhe asked, his words were sharp and bitter, "Whether you have her in your heart or not, this woman, she used to belong to you, now she is by someone else's side, you are really unwilling! "
"I let her down at that time, there is no possibility, and you are just the second me now!" Zhou Suhe suddenly sterned his eyes, and when he talked about everything before and after the incident, he was still bloodthirsty hate, "You This is repeating the same mistakes, but it is truly cold-blooded and ruthless! Young Master Mo, you are heartless!"
How can people who have no heart come to talk about love? How to talk about the true feelings? That's why she was sent to jail when she exposed the report and disclosed it!
"It's great now!" Zhou Suhe laughed wildly, "Ha!" He laughed happily, "I am so happy for her to have him by her side! From now on, no one can bully her and let her Sad!"
"Mo Zhengyan, as far as she is concerned, you have already passed!" Staring at him, venting, seeing his reflection through his eyes, Zhou Suhe said word by word, "You are already in the past tense! "
"Hahaha--!" He finished happily, smiling so crazy.
The indulgence of laughter was even more amazing, and the boss who was dozing off in that shop was also awakened. The boss was shocked. He turned his head to look hurriedly and saw two men drinking. One of them got up. The one who was smirking stood up and slowly crossed the road and left.
The other person was still sitting in the chair, the moonlight was as cold as frost.
...
During the evening banquet this evening, the group of dragons gathered together, and rumors about Longyuan from the business community had spread the next day. For the new president of Long Yuan, he felt mysterious and powerful. The relationship between the president of Longyuan and his director lady once became a mystery.
At noon after the banquet, Song Qiyue had just arrived at the company, and it was already late. "Secretary Liu, why didn't you call me?"
Secretary Liu said, "Mr. Nie said that you were tired last night, so I won't let me wake you up."
"where is he?"
"Mr. Nie is in the office."
The president's office was previously set aside, and now it has been cleaned up, and Nie Xun moved in. There is a small window sill at a high place in the room, and he is spraying water on several spider plants with a water spray can. Song Qiyue walked over, she smiled and said, "When did you buy it?"
"I shipped it from the United States."
Song Qiyue was surprised, "Could it be the few I bought, right?"
Song Qiyue had bought a few pots before. It was just a whim and she became interested for a while, but Nie Xun moved in, "No one will take care of it, and it will die within a few days."
"Go and look at the booklet on my desk." Nie Xun said again.
Song Qiyue walked to the desk, and she put out a booklet, "What is it again?"
"I've already seen it, choose another one you like." Nie Xun said, Song Qiyue opened it and saw that the booklet was full of design drawings, landscape drawings, and interior drawings of the villa and apartment, which made her stunned. .
Nie Xun said again, “It’s always inconvenient to live in a hotel. If you choose a house, you may pick up Shao Yu to live. It’s easy to leave and sell when things are done later. You didn’t say before, you want to give Shao Yu cooks and eats?"
"Then I'll pick one." Song Qiyue smiled.
Nie Xun finished watering the spider plant, "You pick it slowly."
"It seems that Mr. Nie is going out." Song Qiyue noticed when he said this.
Nie Xun mentioned the suit, "have an appointment."
"Goodbye." Song Qiyue waved his hand, and Nie Xun exclaimed, "Eat first, and then choose after eating."
Walking out of the office, Nie Xun passed Secretary Liu, "Prepare lunch for her."
...
Just after one o'clock in the afternoon, a car arrived at the apartment. That apartment is actually a studio, a very elegant place. Song Lianheng knew that this place was Mrs. Qi's studio. Mother Song and Aunt Jun came here to visit before, and later talked about it to him.
Song Lianheng stepped forward, and he pressed the doorbell. Someone came to answer the door, it was a young guy, probably the assistant and the person who looked after here, "Is that Mr. Song?"
Song Lianheng nodded, and the humane said, "Please come in, Mr. Kent is waiting for you inside." The man said to let him debut, Song Lianheng went in, and the other party said goodbye and left first.
The entrance of the studio is already filled with piles of plaster statues, which is full of those smells. Song Lianheng walked inside again, passing through the corridor, the walls were covered with countless paintings, not as hot as the heat outside, the studio was cool.
Passing through the corridor again, in the quiet room, there is very light music coming out, if you don't listen carefully, then I'm afraid you won't be able to hear it. But at this moment, with the quietness and coldness, it becomes more and more quiet and lonely. Taking a step further forward, I saw the man was carving a picture frame, and his utility knife was gesturing in his hand as a skillful gesture. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up, and his black-rimmed glasses stood on the bridge of his nose.
"Mr Song is here." Nie Xun turned his head and looked at him.
Song Lianheng's station is set here, "Mr. Nie."
"Please sit down, just feel free." Nie Xun greeted, he decorated the frame and reinstalled it.
"No, it's okay to enjoy the works here." Song Lianheng replied.
Nie Xun put down the utility knife and lifted the photo frame. "Sorry, I'm a little busy."
Song Lianheng didn't care, but just looked at his busy figure, and waited in silence when he hung the photo frame back to the wall and set it up. Nie Xun said again, "Since I went back last night, Song didn't always think about when it was. Have you seen me, where have you seen me."
Song Lianheng was indeed reminiscing, but it was vague.
Nie Xun's hand gently moved away from the frame, he looked at the painting and said, "I saw you on the way from school that year, and your aunt took you with you."
On the way from school? Song Lianheng's eyes were certain, and Nie Xun slowly turned around, "If you can't remember this, what about now?"
As Nie Xun said, he took off the glasses and revealed a face.
After going to the black-framed glasses, the whole face was suddenly vivid, the gentle and elegant is just a cover, Nie Xun's stern face is colder than the low temperature in the room at the moment.
Suddenly, the memory began to converge. When facing this face, Song Lianheng remembered, "That was more than ten years ago."
Why do I have an impression of him when I mention it at this moment, it's just because he, who is also a teenager, looks really memorable with those eyes, and the terrible haze of the whole person makes him memorable. Later, Song Lianheng once asked his aunt who was that boy, but the aunt did not say anything. This matter was just fine, and Song Lianheng just passed it.
At this moment Song Lianheng couldn't help saying, "So it was you."
"Fortunately, Mr. Song still has an impression of me." Nie Xun smiled. He picked up the kerchief on the side and wiped the frame and slowly wiped it clean. He whispered, "I always regret it."
Song Lianheng's heart shuddered, and Nie Xun raised his eyes and looked over. The light in his eyes was even colder than before.
He slowly said, "I should have taken her away back then."