Chapter 68 Long time no see!
This is a very dangerous behavior, but he seems to be unaware of it.
The wind blew into the room, blowing the light blue Korean paper wrapped around the bouquet.
Song Yun turned his head, removed his hands from the railing, closed the door of the French window, and went into the house.
As soon as he entered the room, his cell phone rang a few times and he looked down.
It was sent by Qin Shu.
[Don't leave the room at night. It's windy outside and you may catch a cold.]
Also attached is a Serious Cat emoticon pack that I stole from him before.
Song Yun shook his frozen hand and replied with an "OK" plus a sincere cat head.
Very obedient.
He sniffed after sending the message.
“…”
Well, just go to sleep first, and you'll be fine when you wake up.
…
I don't know if I felt better after waking up, but when I woke up I was definitely warmer than usual.
It was not yet daylight when he got up.
Not wanting to catch the morning rush hour, Song Yunhui packed up and left the hotel early.
It snowed after midnight last night. Now that it's still daybreak, some people have already started clearing the snow from the roads. It looks like they've been busy for a while, and most of the snow has been cleared away.
When he worked here before, he heard people say that there was a mountain nearby that was considered a tourist attraction. From there, you could see the ancient buildings on one side of the city. The view was good and the scenery was nice, but he had never been there.
The mountain is not too far away, and you can get there in about 20 minutes on foot.
City A is still very busy in the morning.
Even though many shops were still closed, breakfast stalls had already been set up and there were already a few people buying breakfast in front of the stalls.
At the end of the street, Song Yunhui finally bought a small box of steamed buns. He originally wanted to send it to Qin Shu, but then he thought that the other party might not have woken up yet, so he gave up and deleted the words in the chat box one by one, saving them for later.
There are not many people on the street now, and it is even quieter on the road to the mountain after crossing the street.
This kind of place is just right for people like them to have breakfast.
After eating the fried dumplings, Song Yunhui found a place to throw away the garbage and finally reached the foot of the mountain.
The road to the mountain was clear, and there were only three people including him from the beginning to the end. The other two were probably tourists, and they looked very happy and energetic.
Leaving a footprint in the snow, Song Yun walked back to the foot of the mountain and then climbed up the stone steps.
The trees on the mountain are not evergreen. By now, all their leaves have fallen off, leaving only bare branches covered with snow.
Exhaling a hot breath, he slightly tightened his scarf.
It's still hot to climb the mountain at this point.
The higher you go, the wider the view.
The wind blew, and the only sound in the forest was the sound of snow falling to the ground.
The farthest thing in sight is a pavilion, covered with snow, but its general outline can still be seen.
Song Yun turned his head and looked down at the stone steps that were buried in snow.
Even though the seasons didn't match, everything around me still matched the way I remembered.
This was the place where Ye Min brought him and Qin Shu to escape the summer heat when they were children.
I didn't expect it to be here.
Walk forward to the pavilion and look out from the pavilion. Through the woods, you can see a series of ancient buildings on one side.
The vermilion walls and gray-black roof tiles were covered with white snow, standing there quietly.
The sun slowly rose at this time.
It is golden red, penetrating the bare branches and reflecting on the white snow, somewhat dazzling.
The dark clouds in the sky had not yet dispersed, and the golden-red sunlight leaked out from a gap in the clouds, shining brightly on the ancient buildings.
The golden-red light made the light-colored pupils turn into a warm yellow.
Song Yunhui picked up his phone and took a picture.
He heard a slight exclamation from behind and turned his head.
The two tourists who were in front of him were behind him. They also noticed him. They looked at each other, and then one of them came up to him and asked with a smile: "Can you take a photo for us?"
A small favor.
Song Yunhui nodded and took the phone from the person asking the question.
He spent some time learning from the photographer on the set, and learned a little about composition and color distribution. He adjusted the sensitivity and white balance, and then took a picture.
The photo shows a middle-aged couple, with big smiles on their faces illuminated by the sun.
The two of them took the phone that Song Yun returned to them and took a look at it. With wrinkles already appearing at the corners of their eyes, they smiled and praised and thanked him repeatedly.
Song Yunhui also laughed, then left the pavilion and slowly went down the way he came.
I always feel a little hot.
This was a normal day, no different from any other day for most people.
The Song residence was surprisingly quiet.
Today is a working day. Originally, Song Cheng and Song Yunyang should have gone to the company, but today, contrary to their usual practice, they stayed at home.
Now both of them are in the study. Song Zishu had already gone to the crew, and the only one left at home is Xu Wei.
As if they had sensed that something bad was about to happen, the servants in the house were very quiet today and would not appear in front of their master unless it was necessary.
Xu Wei no longer had the mood to even pretend to watch TV.
On the second floor, in the study, Song Cheng was sitting behind the desk and Song Yunyang was standing in front of the desk.
Song Cheng was originally going to inspect the branch today, but he stayed after Song Yunyang said he had something to tell him today.
He knew his eldest son, and if it wasn't something important, he wouldn't have come up with something to say at this time.
He asked Song Yunyang to sit first.
Song Yunyang didn't sit down. He took out the notebook he had prepared and put it on the table.
He was very meticulous in his work and everything was put into one document.
Everything seemed to have a foreshadowing.
There was no usual smile on Song Cheng's face as he waited for his son to speak.
Before making everything clear, Song Yunyang asked:
"Dad, are you afraid that Yun Hui will break up with you?"
Song Cheng's eyelids twitched, but he didn't reply.
The first thing he thought of was the huge amount of money he had received before.
Song Yunyang saw his reaction.
It turns out that Dad has been hiding something.
Song Cheng's silence was already the answer.
Song Yunyang opened the folder and then turned the computer around.
He has always been very meticulous, arranging all the things that happened before in chronological order, including the event itself, the cause and effect, the impact and consequences, and the evidence.
The first thing Song Cheng thought of was that Song Yunyang had found out the person behind the previous dirty water incident, but later he felt that something was wrong and denied this idea.
As long as he finds out who the culprit is, his eldest son can handle it himself.
——Unless the person behind him is very special and needs his review.
It could be someone you cannot easily make an enemy of... or it could be someone around you.
With a restrained expression on his face, Song Cheng took the glasses placed aside, put them on, and began to look at the computer screen seriously.
"The first traceable incident happened when Yunhui was in high school."
Song Yunyang's voice was not as loud as usual. It sounded as if he was suppressing something, and his voice was much deeper than usual.
The earliest incident that could be found occurred when Song Yun returned to high school.
That was the first time he was called to the police station for fighting, and also the last time.
At that time, the group was in its growth phase, and Song Cheng was still working day and night to expand the territory. Song Yunyang was abroad and could not let the maid go, so it was natural for Xu Wei to go.
She went and listened to the teacher. When she came back she didn't say much, except that Song Yunhui had a fight with some hooligans outside the school.
In all these years, there hasn't been a person in the Song family who went to school to fight with others. Other people around him were also discussing it privately, so Song Cheng decided to let him come back and reflect for a week.
Just that week, Song Yunhui had a competition and was just one step away from winning the national award.
Then he missed out on the national award because he was disqualified for failing to show up.
His high school class teacher at the time had retired and was still living in the house assigned by the school, which was easier to find. My subordinates asked him and found that the teacher still remembered this incident. He still felt regretful when he mentioned it.
She said that the student fought back because he was blackmailed by thugs who blocked the alley. Someone passing by thought he was bullying and quickly called security.
The matter was explained clearly at the time. He was not the one who took the initiative to hurt anyone. It was just that no one expected that the thugs who were beaten so badly were the ones who started the trouble.
The teacher called the parents mainly to let them go home and have a good talk with the student, and advise them to rely more on the school and family, and not to solve everything on their own. This time it was a gangster, but who knows who it will be next time.
At that time, Xu Wei agreed very well, left her number, and then left.
But the teacher didn't expect that no students would come to class for the following week.
She knew that the other team would have a competition, so she called the students' parents a few days in advance.
According to her account, the organizers of the competition also called the students' parents, but the results were the same. One call was answered by a parent assistant who said he was busy and asked them to contact another guardian, who said he was still at home reflecting on his actions and there was nothing they could do.
Song Yunhui has won many awards since he started school. To put it mildly, this one is not a big deal.
But this is like a beginning.
From school to work, there are many misunderstandings caused by taking advantage of information gaps.
Things are getting worse.
Song Cheng's expression has begun to change.
This is the expression that Song Yunyang least wants to see after playing the role of a warm family for so many years.
Once the arrow is shot, it cannot be retrieved.
Once something starts, it cannot be stopped halfway no matter what.
He sorted out a lot of things, far more than the one about falling into the water that Zhong Xu had mentioned earlier.
The incident of falling into the water was just a wedge, a tool to open up one's thinking.
The ignored and forgotten things in the past were turned up one by one.
The atmosphere of a warm family is too deceptive, this kind of beauty is too addictive, and the long-term hints and guidance are too deeply rooted in people's hearts. The matter is not difficult to investigate, but no one has ever thought about it before breaking through the thinking.
所有人只會覺得是一個喪母的人在用這種方式博取父親和他人的關注，在長久以往的無人看管中完全變了性格，用他的方式排擠後媽出的弟弟。
同等重要的還有一種說不清道不明的影響。在這種影響下，似乎無論是什麽離譜的事情發生，他們都能找到一個合理的理由，然後認可這件事，認可這件事帶來的觀點。徐薇的手段并不算高超，但是卻能夠騙他們這麽久沒被揭發。
呼出一口氣，宋雲揚移開視線不去看宋成表情，繼續翻文件。
“……”
宅子裏開着暖氣，躲在避風頭的下人卻忍不住發抖。
盡管不知道具體發生了什麽事，但是這種和尋常完全不同的靜默卻格外吓人，讓人心裏止不住下沉。
宅子裏的任何變化都有可能影響到他們的工作，這個時候他們沒有看熱鬧的輕松心情。
從昨晚開始陳管家就一言不發，原本這個清閑時刻都會喝點茶的習慣也沒有繼續下去，站在一直站在客廳角落。
那裏是客廳離樓梯最近的位置，樓上有任何傳喚他也能夠清楚聽到。
坐在客廳沙發上的徐薇坐了半天，之後終于站起來往樓上走。
陳伯擡眼看了眼她，之後收回視線。
屋裏的暖氣遠說不上熱，他們在房間裏行動的時候還需要穿稍微厚的外套，這個時候的徐薇身上的衣服算不上厚，但是已經一臉汗。
汗水打濕了她的頭發，發絲貼在臉上，看上去不像平時那樣時刻端莊，永遠是那個高貴的貴婦人。
她沒去二樓，應該是想要回三樓的房間，在路過二樓的時候腳步略微停頓，在陳伯注意到異常之前又繼續向上走。
書房裏很安靜，沒有一點說話的聲音。
宋成伸手捂住臉，一言不發。
宋雲揚收起筆記本，同樣站在一邊。
這個時候還是來了。
這份安靜更多的是為了讓宋成更好地思考。
“聽說……”
宋成張嘴，這才發現嗓子格外的堵，清了嗓子之後這才開口說，“聽說你之前去找雲回回家。”
宋雲揚沒有接他的話，而是就這樣看着他。
短暫沉默之後，宋成問：“他是怎麽說？”
宋雲揚說：“他現在沒有回來的打算。”
對方的心情很能理解。
他們的對話總是斷斷續續，經常在一句話結束之後就陷入沉默。
現在這種情況确實也很難能夠說出話來。
摘下眼鏡再抹了把臉，宋成長長呼出一口氣，調整了狀态，之後問：
“那子舒呢，他知道什麽嗎？”
很難形容他的聲音，似乎和平時一樣平靜，但是又帶着無法負擔的沉重。
宋雲揚言簡意赅：“知道一些。”
比起很有行動力的徐薇，宋子舒對之前的生活應該挺滿意，沒有做出什麽出格的舉動。
但是沒做不代表沒說。
徐薇的很多行為很難說沒有他的手筆。
一句看似無意的感慨和嘆息都能導致一個令他滿意的結局。
他不需要動手，只需要向其他人傾訴就好。
宋雲揚知道自己也是他的一個工具。
他知道，宋成也能夠想到。
長久的沉默之後，宋成說想自己思考一下。
宋雲揚離開書房。
腳步聲逐漸遠去，宋成揉着太陽穴，之後拿出手機打了個電話。
客廳之外，一直悄悄注意着陳伯的其他人終于看到他動了。
他接了個電話，之後上樓。
那是書房的方向。
敲門得到允許後，陳伯走進書房。
坐在書桌後的宋成讓他坐。
看上去要談很久。
陳伯推了推眼鏡，臉上的皺紋微抖，說：
“您找我有什麽吩咐？”
宋成嘴唇扯動了一下。
他臉上已經爬上了皺紋，頭發中也有了白發，分明一個邁入老人群體的形象。
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寬敞的辦公室內只有電腦和暖氣運作的聲音。
大束鮮花放在辦公室一角，顏色鮮豔，存在感十足。
秘書拿着文件進辦公室，不免多看了兩眼一邊的花，之後看向坐在椅子後還在看文件的老板，沒敢再多看，說：
“鐘總，這是設計部那邊遞來的企劃。”
鐘許還在看手裏的文件，讓她放一邊。
秘書于是輕輕把文件放上，之後自覺帶上門出了辦公室。
出了辦公室，再回到秘書部的辦公室的時候她再也憋不住，“woc”了一聲，之後說：
“講真！老板辦公室裏真有花！”
之前有人進去彙報的時候不小心瞟到了一角的花，之後“老板辦公室裏有花”的消息已經在秘書部這個辦公室裏傳開。
百聞不如一見，只是聽別人說得天花亂墜沒有實感，只有親自看一眼才知道那是什麽感覺。
結果剛好她就搶到了去辦公室送文件的活，終于能夠看一眼那個傳說中的花。
果然很大一束，看樣子都看得出價格不菲，很顯然是花了心思的。
他們這頂頭老板看起來心思不簡單。
只是昨天那束花都已經在辦公室，沒想到現在還在。
辦公室內。
把手裏已經簽字的文件放到一邊，鐘許拿過另一份文件，沒打開，眼睛不自覺看向放在一角的花。
放在桌上的手機響起，他接通。
是張賈打來的電話。
對面一張口就是：“怎麽說，追上了嗎？”
鐘許問他：“你不上班？”
“我不是什麽社會精英。”張賈看出了他的意圖，說，“別給我扯這些，追上沒有？”
鐘許平着聲音把之前的事情說了。
“不是這時候你都能退。”
那邊的張賈直接驚訝了，說，“你管他們現在什麽關系，沒官宣那就是沒在一起。”
“就算秦書有那什麽意思也沒關系，你們認識這麽久，宋雲回還給你表白過，你說誰更有優勢？”
鐘許揉了揉眉心，說想要再好好想一下。
“鐘許你這輩子有沖動過嗎？”
張賈似乎已經開始急了，已經開始直呼名字，說，“你什麽事情都想把所有都理清楚再做，但是談戀愛不是那麽回事，你要考慮清楚人也沒了。你要是不追哥們可就上了！”
最後一句明顯只是口嗨一下，沒什麽威懾力，但是該說的道理都已經說清楚。
張賈急是真的急，恨不得直接化身急急國王。
他雖然是在列鐘許的優勢，但是實際上補了之前的綜藝直播後，他覺得要是再拖下去，人大概百分百要沒。
那種氛圍連他這種花到無藥可救的人看了都想正正經經談個朋友，威懾力十足。
話就說到這，張賈挂了電話。
他自己沒什麽正經工作，每天都是在公司挂個閑職玩股票，但是鐘許下頭還養着那麽大的公司，他沒多打擾。
放下手機，鐘許重新拿過一邊的文件低頭看着。
整整半分鐘，他的視線沒有挪動分毫。
良久之後，辦公室裏傳來慢慢的紙張翻動的聲音。
落地窗外，陰雲慢慢散去，金紅陽光從窗外照入室內。
陽光燦爛。
宋雲回走在回酒店的路上。
之前下山的時候還在熱着，現在走在了街上，他又冷了起來。
唯數不多露在外邊的皮膚暴露在陽光和冷風中，相比起來，還是冷風更占上頭。
他原本想直接回酒店收拾收拾，結果路過一條街的時候看到一家咖啡店，想起來之前在這邊工作時經常來這裏，覺得味道不錯。
現在沒到高峰期，店裏看上去并不擠，他于是換了個方向，向着咖啡廳走去。
咖啡廳裏的人确實不多。
點了咖啡，宋雲回就在一邊坐下，通過玻璃窗看着窗外的街道。
門口有人進來，走到吧臺邊點了兩杯咖啡，點完後繼續聊天。
他們說到附近那個大廣場有露天音樂會。
宋雲回拉過圍巾捂住嘴輕聲咳了一聲，換了個姿勢坐。
兩個人又說到會場現場有一架看上去就很不一樣的鋼琴。
店員把咖啡遞給宋雲回。
宋雲回接過，之後起身離開。
站在咖啡店門口，他在回酒店和去廣場湊湊熱鬧之間猶豫了一下。
“……”
疲憊感最後還是沒有戰勝好奇心，他最後轉了個方向，向着廣場走過去。
今天是工作日，但是廣場裏仍然有不少人。
手裏握着一杯熱乎乎的咖啡，宋雲回順着人流走，走到了廣場中的一個小廣場的邊緣。
小廣場是下陷式的，最中間是舞臺，周圍都是臺階式的觀影臺，臺階上三三兩兩坐得有人。
他不用再往前走，即使是站在這裏也看得到上面的鋼琴。
的确是很少見的款式樣式。
和其他鋼琴不一樣，這一架是金綠色，小巧典雅。
彈琴的人也有一點本事。
宋雲回随意找了個角落坐下，抓緊時機拉下圍巾喝了一口咖啡，之後迅速把圍巾上拉。
現在大概已經到了吃中飯的時間，廣場裏的人不見少，不少人離開了一下，之後拿着買來的熱乎乎的吃的回來。
宋雲回就在一邊捧着自己溫熱咖啡。
和其他人一起過來的還有一個高個的男人，在人群中高出一截。
鐘許在人群中走着，一邊走一邊看。
It's a bit difficult to find someone in such a big place who might not be here at all.
He checked yesterday's flights and found out that all afternoon and evening flights were canceled. He also knew that the road from their area to the airport was blocked for a long time yesterday. It was also easy to find information about the hotel Qin Shu was staying in.
It is possible that Song Yunhui did not leave City A yesterday, it is possible that he stayed in a hotel near Qin Shu, it is possible that he heard the news of the concert, it is possible that he would come to see the piano, it is possible that I would meet him when I came here.
All of these are speculations with unknown probabilities. If any of them goes wrong, his trip will be in vain.
When Zhong Xu made the decision to look for someone, he had already made the most likely and worst plan.
But he found it anyway.
It’s the same clothes and hat from yesterday, easy to recognize.
The moment I saw that figure's back, my chaotic heart suddenly calmed down.
He is a person.
Zhong Xu took a step forward, his steps surprisingly light.
Until I stood next to that person, my leather shoes made a slight sound as they stepped on the uncleared snow.
"Song Yunhui."
He bent down, his straight suit wrinkled slightly, and said softly, "Long time no see."
The author has something to say:
Yunzai prepared to share the pan-fried buns, but then deleted the message
Yunzai (deleted): He must be sleeping
Qin Xiaoshu, who was on the other side of the phone (watching the other party typing): Why hasn’t he sent a message yet?