"Hello, this is the royal afternoon tea set specially ordered by Mr. Huo for two distinguished guests."
Back in time, when He Yunzhou heard the lobby manager say this to him solemnly, he was actually very surprised.
Of course, this surprise was not because of the luxurious and eye-catching afternoon tea itself, but because he never thought that he would have an intersection with that man outside his home.
The lobby manager cleverly avoided the obviously abnormal situation when Huo Zheng caught a glimpse of the two of He Yunzhou by accident, but focused the topic on the expensive afternoon tea itself—after his speech Under the polite rhetoric, Huo Zheng just had no time to spare because of some special and urgent matters, so that he couldn't come to say hello to his friends when he happened to meet in the western restaurant, so he could only order an afternoon tea to express his affection.
(It makes sense logically...but why do you feel that there is something, a bit strange?)
He Yunzhou didn't say a word on the surface, but he couldn't help but have a slight doubt in his heart because of what the lobby manager said.
However, Xiaoxi was listening curiously, and He Yunzhou, in surprise, had time to ask more questions, and saw the lobby manager exit from his field of vision quite quickly, replaced by high-quality tea piled up beside their tables like running water, Coffee, assorted savory and sweet pastries.
It has to be said that this rather luxurious afternoon tea even attracted the attention of quite a few people in the hall, and after the initial surprise, Xiaoxi completely fell into the process of taking crazy photos and selfies with those exquisite dots. Afterwards, He Yunzhou even saw the nine consecutive shots of this set of afternoon tea in Xiaoxi's circle of friends, and there were many enquirers and envious people below-of course, this is another story.
At least at this moment, He Yunzhou didn't feel the pleasure brought by the high-end afternoon tea at all. He could only sit there stiffly, suppressing his uneasiness that was completely intuitive.
He Yunzhou raised his hand involuntarily, stroked the back of his neck again.
The feeling of being stared at before... Was it Huo Zheng
He couldn't help thinking about it all the time.
After finally calming down a little, Xiaoxi poked He Yunzhou's arm uncontrollably, and asked about Huo Zheng with a full face.
"Brother Chuan, my dear brother... What is the background of your Mr. Huo?! Wow, he has a very good relationship with you..."
"Forehead… "
When He Yunzhou was asked such a question by Xiaoxi, he got stuck for a moment.
Huo Zheng's background... and his relationship...
He Yunzhou suddenly realized that he didn't know how to answer Xiaoxi.
It was at this time that He Yunzhou realized that he didn't seem to really pay attention to Huo Zheng's things other than eating.
"Just neighbors."
He Yunzhou replied dryly, after thinking about it, he added: "But the two of us often eat together."
After the words fell, He Yunzhou's heart moved slightly, with an indescribable feeling of guilt.
"Wow, it's so nice to have a neighbor who eats together? Wow, that's great, I want a neighbor like this too..."
He held his face and sighed enviously.
"As expected of our brother Chuan, there are so many rich people around him. Speaking of which, the super handsome guy last time was also—"
While stuffing condensed milk macaroons into her mouth, Xiaoxi muttered unconsciously, unaware of the change in He Yunzhou's face when she said the last half sentence.
"This rose cheese cake looks delicious, do you want to try it?"
He Yunzhou didn't wait for Xiaoxi to finish speaking, and quickly handed the cake on the snack stand to Xiaoxi's hand, successfully diverting her attention.
To He Yunzhou's relief, Xiaoxi's eyes lit up when he saw the cake, and he did not continue the topic that made He Yunzhou particularly uncomfortable.
In the next period of time, He Yunzhou put all the topics on the afternoon tea as much as possible, because he really didn't know how to deal with Xiaoxi's curiosity about Huo Zheng, and he didn't want this afternoon tea to remind Xiaoxi of "" that person". Just like that, after an afternoon tea, He Yunzhou was exhausted physically and mentally.
When it was time to separate from Xiaoxi, He Yunzhou was so exhausted that he almost forgot about the editing of Ding and the illustration of "Magic Cat".
"Hi-Brother Chuan, I ate your afternoon tea. Well, although your meal partner sponsored me, I'm still on your side." Before getting into the car, Xiao Xi wiped his mouth and slapped He Yunzhou hard shoulder, and announced very proudly, "You wait, I have never finished with the publishing house about Editor Ding. I can't let them bully people like this. You wait for my news."
Listening to Xiaoxi's declaration, He Yunzhou sighed softly in his heart.
"It's okay, do what you can. It's not a big deal."
He said.
He Yunzhou is actually very clear that Xiaoxi's excited and happy appearance this afternoon is actually somewhat of an act.
How happy Xiao Xi was when the illustration of "Magic Cat" fell on He Yunzhou, I am afraid that today's editor Ding's failure to make an appointment will make Xiao Xi more sad.
He Yunzhou didn't even dare to imagine how depressed the two of them would be sitting in that luxurious western restaurant if Huo Zheng hadn't made a fortune and delivered that extremely luxurious high-end afternoon tea in time.
Fortunately, there are those wonderful snacks, those mellow black tea and strong coffee... It is the best thing that happened in this troubled afternoon.
At this point, no matter how many times he said "thank you" to Huo Zheng, it would not be too much.
He Yunzhou stood under the stone porch of the hotel building in a daze for a while.
In fact, as soon as Xiaoxi left, he should go home quickly according to the original plan, but he didn't know why he continued to stay in this place that made him feel very uncomfortable, his mind was full of Huo Zheng.
He Yunzhou knows that he is a bit dull person, he has to work very hard to discern the true meaning of what others say, and the real thoughts behind their various behaviors.
But dullness is dullness, and in some other places, He Yunzhou has a strange and inexplicable sharpness.
It's like when Guaji was ill at the beginning, although he didn't have any symptoms, but He Yunzhou still felt restless and restless for no reason—as if someone told him somewhere that something was wrong with his most beloved kitten.
After Guaji passed away, He Yunzhou asked himself countless times, if he could have been more careful, followed his intuition seriously, and taken Guaji to the pet hospital for an examination earlier, would it be possible to not use Guaji? die
It would have been nice to have noticed from the very beginning that the cocky cat was actually enduring discomfort.
Every day, He Yunzhou can't help thinking this way. Because cats are such aggressive animals, they are so good at enduring and hiding all their pain - and as a human being, he should know this.
Guaji, who had just started to get sick, began to abnormally hunt all the small bugs it could catch at home, and then carefully stuffed those bugs under He Yunzhou's pillow when He Yunzhou was sleeping.
At that time, He Yunzhou didn't think about it at all. This was because Guaji had already noticed something, and wanted to store some reserve food in its eyes for its useless and weak master.
But He Yunzhou completely ignored its mood.
He Yunzhou thought that he was about to get out of the shadow of Gua Ji's death, but somehow, today he seems to have returned to that time at the beginning.
Huo Zheng...
Are you also enduring something
He Yunzhou knew that his thoughts were illusory and without reason.
For a handsome and wealthy rich man like Huo Zheng, it is impossible to be without people who care about him. An ordinary nerd like He Yunzhou, because he is just that person's neighbor, wants to care about that person affectionately. Man, this approach itself is very funny.
But in the end, the truth is very understandable... Now when He Yunzhou thinks of Huo Zheng, the image of Guaji seriously stuffing the little beetle under his pillow back then will come to his mind.
He Yunzhou couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and typed that paragraph. After the routine thank you was sent out, He Yunzhou added the last sentence out of nowhere.
[A small boat shakes and shakes: After you finish your work, would you like to come to my house for some soup?]
He Yunzhou stared at that sentence for a moment, paused with his fingertips, then pressed delete, and edited it again.
[A boat shakes and shakes: I'm going to make bamboo fungus and chicken soup today, can you come to my house to drink soup?]
Then, he hit the send button.
…
In the hotel tens of meters away from He Yunzhou, Huo Zheng was completely stunned when he saw the newly received news.
"Mr. Huo... Mr. Huo..."
Even the call from the lobby manager seemed to come from an unusually distant place.
Huo Zheng's heart beat extremely fast.
He looked at He Yunzhou's invitation over and over again in disbelief, his whole heart was sour, soft and sweet, as if being carried back and forth in sour plum soup and honey.
very happy.
super happy.
But at the same time, I felt extremely panicked.
There is no doubt that He Yunzhou's hint this time is very clear.
That man wanted to come back to him again.
Huo Zheng raised his head suddenly, and looked straight at the panicked lobby manager.
He was full of conflicting thoughts about the guy who made this oolong - he wanted to write a check to the other party, but at the same time he wanted to drag the other party directly to the corner and beat him up.
"Really, obviously I have already said it very clearly..."
Huo Zheng whispered to himself under the lobby manager's increasingly frightened eyes.
But if a person can open his mouth to come back to you because of an insignificant afternoon tea, it can only mean that he actually has this idea a long time ago, and he just needs an excuse.
And the lobby manager just gave He Yunzhou this excuse.
"Oh, what a fool."
Huo Zheng couldn't help muttering.
And it was at this time that the lobby manager finally had time to finish what he hadn't finished talking.
"Mr. Huo, your face is injured, and the bleeding is not stopping now, do you want me to take you to the medical center?"
The lobby manager almost burst into tears.
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Host: Tired, today my super VIP is standing in the VIP aisle with blood all over his face, looking down at his phone, he suddenly giggled and then kept staring at me.
Then he has to send me money.
After returning home, I found that my wig was bald. My wife asked me what happened, but I dared not tell.
I don't know what to do, I'm in a hurry.