The western restaurant attached to this five-star hotel is as luxurious and luxurious as He Yunzhou knows, and the numbers on the menu handed over by the polite waiter are also quite heart-wrenching.
But even so, because the French dim sum provided by the western restaurant is quite famous, there are not a few diners who come to eat. He Yunzhou helped Xiaoxi and himself order a black tea and the simplest afternoon tea set, and then sat on the seat very uncomfortable and looked at each other.
He Yunzhou sighed, feeling that something was wrong from the beginning to the end.
What makes He Yunzhou feel so uncomfortable is not the price of black tea and afternoon tea here, but the inexplicable atmosphere of the whole western restaurant. The melodious and soothing music flows in the wide space deliberately made in French style. Men and women with exquisite makeup are eating elegantly and slowly under the decoration of white marble and crystal. The whispers of people communicating with each other are vaguely compressed into ambiguous small Background sound. Obviously the food on the table tastes good, but no one seems to really pay attention to the food.
However, speaking of it, even the reason why He Yunzhou and Xiaoxi appeared here was to talk about things instead of eating—He Yunzhou sighed and smiled self-deprecatingly from the bottom of his heart.
In fact, if you are an ordinary person, you probably think that it is not bad to come here to eat something once in a while.
He Yunzhou was slightly distracted and couldn't help thinking.
But he seems to never be able to adapt to such an overly refined and luxurious place. The alienated atmosphere permeating this kind of place will always bring back some very unpleasant memories for He Yunzhou.
"Your face is a bit ugly, is it okay?"
Even Xiaoxi seemed to have noticed something, she looked at He Yunzhou and couldn't help asking.
"Ah, no, I'm fine." He Yunzhou came back to his senses, and shook his head dryly, "... Is Editor Ding still here?"
He Yunzhou really didn't like the atmosphere here, and he was looking forward to Editor Ding's quick appearance, let him finish this bald task, and then quickly go back to his den to catch his breath. But almost an hour had passed since the agreed time, and the person who was supposed to show up still didn't show up.
As time passed, even Xiaoxi became extremely restless.
"It's so strange, we agreed to meet here..."
She looked at her phone from time to time, and after sending several messages in a row without getting a response, she could only look frequently at the door of the western restaurant.
To be honest, in fact, editor Ding's "lateness" and loss of contact, as well as the eccentricity and indifference shown by the people who drafted "Magic Cat" before him... All kinds of signs combined, Xiaoxi and He Yunzhou There is a bad feeling.
"It's okay, some people have the kind of personality that is habitually late for a long time. And editor Ding may have something to do..."
He Yunzhou watched Xiaoxi gradually show anxiety on his face, so he could only force himself to comfort her.
"But… "
Xiaoxi bit her lip unwillingly, looking very sad.
"Obviously it's all said and done."
He Yunzhou's scalp went numb looking at the appearance of his little editor.
He was afraid that Xiaoxi would cry directly in front of him, so he quickly moved his position and leaned against Xiaoxi's side, then he patted Xiaoxi's hand lightly: "Don't think too much, what's going on? I know..."
And at this moment, He Yunzhou suddenly fought a cold war involuntarily.
The neck area seemed to be touched by something very light... He subconsciously straightened up suddenly, and then looked behind him.
Everything in the hall was the same as before.
Music, tall indoor foliage plants, whispering glamorous urban men and women, crystal lamps...
He Yunzhou frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked carefully at the figures of those people.
"What's wrong? "
Sensing He Yunzhou's actions, Xiaoxi also looked behind him with her head, and then asked.
He Yunzhou was stunned for a moment before turning his head around. He scratched his neck embarrassingly.
There was still that subtle, indescribable feeling vaguely left there.
"It's nothing... I just felt like someone was watching me from behind just now."
He Yunzhou replied with some hesitation.
"There should be no acquaintances of yours here."
Xiaoxi muttered indifferently.
He Yunzhou couldn't help but smiled wryly: "That's true."
But what He Yunzhou didn't tell Xiaoxi was that for a person like him, it is already a physiological instinct to discern other people's eyes and be wary of prying eyes.
[Hey, look, that redneck...]
[Hee hee hee, look... Shhh... He's looking at us...]
[Oh my god, look at him...]
...
"Boat? Are you all right?"
Xiaoxi waved his hand in front of He Yunzhou for a while, and He Yunzhou came back to his senses.
"Well, it's okay." He collected himself, and then smiled softly.
Maybe it's really the nervousness caused by not going out for too long, he thought. After calming down, he knew that what Xiaoxi said was not wrong, how could someone in such a high-end western restaurant secretly spy on him, a ten thousand year dead house.
"May I treat you to a snack again? If Editor Ding hasn't come after the snack, we'll break up first." He Yunzhou said to Xiaoxi.
During this period of time, because of the work of "Magic Cat", Xiaoxi has been working very actively. He Yunzhou is actually quite grateful for her work partner.
Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, a smile appeared on Xiaoxi's face.
…
"Mr. Huo?"
"Excuse me, Mr. Huo?"
"Mr. Huo, please go this way..."
On the other side of the western restaurant, Huo Zheng completely ignored the nervous voice of the person beside him.
He stood quietly under the circular arch made of mirrors and brass, looking at the pair of young men and women with friendly manners and smiling faces in the distance, silently clenching his fists.
An invisible black air continuously permeated from him, even the lobby manager who tried to attract his attention had goose bumps, and thin cold sweat oozes from his forehead.
The position where Huo Zheng was located was the entrance and exit of the VIP box of this high-end western restaurant. Probably because considering that the people who can use the VIP boxes are usually rich or expensive, the entrance to the boxes is deliberately set in an area away from ordinary people, and the setting of a large number of reflective materials makes this place look elegant and hidden.
That's right, the sense of voyeurism that He Yunzhou felt was neither a mental allergy nor an illusion at all. The reason why he didn't notice Huo Zheng was only because, the moment he turned his head, Huo Zheng subconsciously took a step to the side...
He avoided the man's sight.
Actually speaking, Huo Zheng shouldn't have known that He Yunzhou was staying in the same place with him.
Even though it was the same western restaurant, Huo Zheng took a special passage to the VIP area—it was not too close to the hall where ordinary people could consume at will.
But sometimes things are just so hard to explain.
Just like Huo Zheng didn't know why he suddenly felt something, and then he could accurately capture the thin and thin figure of that young man when he raised his eyes in that place where he could see the hall.
Also, beside that person... that young woman who looks young and short with a stupid face.
"hehe."
After confirming that He Yunzhou had turned his head, Huo Zheng cautiously leaned out half of his body from behind the porch, gritted his teeth and continued to observe the other party. After seeing the interaction between the two people, a cold and sharp smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth. sneer.
"..."
The lobby manager standing next to him heard the sneer, silently swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva, and carefully moved a few steps aside, not daring to make a sound.
The lobby manager still has to admit that Huo Zheng is handsome—in fact, Huo Zheng is probably one of the most handsome people he has met working here over the years.
However, just after Huo Zheng stopped inexplicably and stared at somewhere in the lobby in a daze, the handsomeness of this person was wrapped in a deep darkness, making him look like a movie or novel. The eerie and terrifying feeling like a demon king will only appear in the movie. The lobby manager's heart rang loudly. He had already had a very bad feeling after working in the front line for a long time.
The lobby manager watched Huo Zheng carefully like this, even a little suspicious that the other person's eyes would suddenly shoot out lethal laser rays, directly burning the person he was staring at into ashes.
He suspected that Huo Zheng might rush out and chop people up.
This was not an unfounded speculation by the lobby manager. After all, it was not the first time he had contact with Huo Zheng, but it was the first time he felt such strong and sharp emotions from Huo Zheng.
He wiped his sweat involuntarily, and followed Huo Zheng's line of sight to look at the lobby...
But nothing was found.
Those customers looked ordinary, exactly the same as the countless customers this western restaurant had received in the past.
It was hard for the lobby manager to imagine that there would be anyone in such an ordinary crowd who could cause such a terrible reaction from Huo Zheng.
It's like being cheated by someone for money, sex, feelings, cheating and wearing a cuckold...
Under the high pressure, the lobby manager involuntarily started to think wildly.
And at this moment when he was puzzled, Huo Zheng, who had been ignoring him before, suddenly turned his head, and told him in a gloomy tone: "I will pay the bill for that table."
"Uh... Sorry, Mr. Huo, you mean..."
"The table where the man with the smirk is."
Huo Zheng said coldly.
While speaking, Huo Zheng could vaguely taste a little bit of rust on the tip of his tongue.
Probably because of the bleeding caused by accidentally clenching your teeth too hard when trying to restrain your emotions.
Although Huo Zheng could barely maintain his basic rationality on the surface, he knew very well that he was only a short distance away from completely losing control.
Huo Zheng originally thought that after staying away from He Yunzhou for so many days, he could finally forget about that person a little bit.
He's even thankful for that, maybe he doesn't have that person.
He just needs a little time to digest that... not used to it.
However, when he was here and unexpectedly saw He Yunzhou getting along with another woman intimately, he realized that everything was actually just his own self-deception.
The emotions accumulated in his chest became extremely heavy and viscous, Huo Zheng felt like screaming, but all the shouts were silently stuck in the deepest part of his heart.
The author has something to say: Many years later, Mr. Huo and Mr. He remembered their love affair.
Mr. Huo: At that time, we did experience a lot of breakups and reunions...
(Light a cigarette, Tohki)
Mr. He (at a loss): It's very plain, and we got together naturally.