Chapter 67
"You, what?" Xi Siyan paused subconsciously, making the air around him even more condensed.
Chen Mo's heartbeat suddenly became irregular for some reason, and he raised his head and said seriously: "I'm hungry. I haven't eaten much since this morning. Do you have time to come together? I'll treat you."
The weird atmosphere disappeared instantly.
Xi Siyan looked down at his hands hidden under his clothes covering his stomach, and frowned deeply.
He made two phone calls, one to order food and one to call a doctor for Chen Mo. However, Chen Mo stopped him. After confirming that his condition was not serious, Xi Siyan took him away from Huanshang.
The person driving the car was Xi Siyan's current driver.
Old Lin retired two years ago, and now the one driving is Xiao Lin, Old Lin’s nephew.
Xiaolin also just started his job.
A very enthusiastic young man saw his boss bringing people out. The two walked one in front and one behind, one walking calmly and boldly, the other gentle and modest, both young, and many people looked at them sideways just from Huanshang.
"Mr. Xi." Xiao Lin waited until both of them got in the car before asking, "Where are you going next?"
Xi Siyan: "Juxiangzhai."
"What place is that?" asked Chen Mo next to him.
The driver, Xiao Lin, immediately said, "That's a very famous private custom restaurant in Suicheng. My uncle said that Mrs. Xi liked the food there very much in her early years and often asked a private chef to come to her house to customize three meals a day."
That place only accepts regular guests.
Most people don’t know at all.
When he first took up the post, Lao Lin specifically reminded him that Mr. Xi was a person who paid special attention to privacy. So he was inevitably curious that the person who could be taken there for dinner must have a special relationship with him.
But looking in the rearview mirror, it doesn't seem like that.
The two men were sitting on the left and right respectively. His boss had been taking an urgent call and dealing with work since he got in the car, and the person next to him didn't think of disturbing him, nor was he keen on knowing the details of his boss's work like those fawning people. Instead, he started chatting with him, a driver.
"My last name is Chen." The other person looked more well-educated when he smiled, and took the initiative to introduce himself, "I'm from Xinrui Technology."
"Hello, Mr. Chen." Xiao Lin nodded and greeted him.
Two seconds later, Xiao Lin suddenly looked back in shock, "New Technology? Your last name is Chen, Mr. Chen, don't tell me you are the Mr. Chen Mo who created the R2D concept, right?"
The other party smiled and asked, "Am I so famous?"
"Really? More than that." Kobayashi murmured, completely immersed in the impact.
Smart technology has always been an area that young people are more involved in.
However, the realization of R2D products will truly benefit the general public.
Xiao Lin said flatteringly and sincerely: "People like Mr. Chen will definitely have great fortune in the future."
"That's really a good omen from you." Chen Mo smiled.
It would be a great blessing to have the opportunity to come back again, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to enjoy it if he had another chance.
At this moment, a motorcycle suddenly cut in from the front, and as it did not slow down, Xiaolin was so frightened that he stepped on the brakes suddenly.
“Bang!”
The seat belt suddenly pulled him forward, and then he was bounced back into his seat in an instant.
Xiaolin was still in shock and looked back in panic.
"Mr. Xi, Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, you didn't..." He apologized in a panic at the first moment.
The subsequent questioning came to an abrupt end after he saw the condition of the passengers in the car behind him.
Because Mr. Xi, who was originally answering the phone with an occasional "hmm", now had one hand on the back of the passenger seat, and his other arm tightly wrapped around Chen Mo's shoulders, with his palm pressing his head against his neck, protecting him in an all-round way.
His reaction speed was so fast and his expression was so grim that he tilted his head and asked sharply, "What's going on?"
Xiao Lin stuttered. Just as he was about to explain, he noticed that the man held in Mr. Xi's arms raised his head. His face was red and embarrassed because he could not react quickly enough to the impact, and his breathing was unstable.
He also explained on behalf of Xiaolin: "I just saw that the motorcycle did not follow the rules."
Xi Siyan bent his shoulder to check, and asked seriously: "Did you really not hit anything?"
"Really not." Chen Mo said, motioning him to let go.
Chen Mo told Xiao Lin: "Let's find someone to deal with it first. I see that motorcycle went into the flower bed. Let's go down and take a look."
The owner of the motorcycle was a shirtless man.
It was October, and he was wearing a shirtless black coat, revealing a large tattoo on his shoulder with no discernible pattern.
He has stood up now, and is supporting the bike with a ferocious expression.
Passersby gradually gathered around.
With the help of others, the motorcycle was quickly lifted up. When the man heard the owner of the motorcycle coming, he shouted without even looking at the owner: "How the hell do you drive?! Don't you have eyes?!"
After seeing that the person was fine, Chen Mo walked over and said, "How can you force your way in if you have eyes?"
"Heh." The man sneered. Seeing the man dressed in expensive clothes and looked polite, he immediately became arrogant: "Driving a luxury car is so impressive. You hit someone and still act so confidently. Pay the money! If you don't pay today, this matter will not end."
Chen Mo is very hungry.
I'm really hungry.
Hunger made him a little irritable, especially when he met such an unreasonable hooligan, his face instantly turned cold.
Just as he was about to step forward, someone pulled him from behind.
The man who was so arrogant just now, after seeing the person he thought he could easily suppress, another one walked out from behind.
Different from the burly man with broad shoulders and thick waist.
It is also different from the cold mood of the person in front.
The man had a stern look on his face and glanced at the motorcyclist.
"I've called the police. The compensation amount will be paid to you in full later." His tone was not cold, but it made people feel that it was effortless for him to threaten others.
Take photos, ask questions, and determine responsibilities.
They were delayed on the road for almost half an hour.
After getting back in the car, Xiao Lin said, "That man clearly thought you were easy to bully, Mr. Chen. Even though the police were here, he insisted that it was you who got in and had a bad attitude."
Chen Mo asked sincerely: "Do I look like I have a good temper?"
"Okay." Xiao Lin nodded. "Mr. Chen is a gentle and refined person, with the temperament of someone who has been in that kind of strong academic atmosphere for many years. Anyway, it's hard to explain."
Chen Mo was stunned and started laughing.
"If it weren't for you, Mr. Xi, you might have seen me and that guy at the police station."
"Ah?" Xiao Lin was confused. "Why?"
"Because of the fight."
This sentence was not said by Chen Mo.
It was a banquet.
He glanced at Chen Mo who was also looking over there, and said to him, "We're almost there."
"Don't worry, I'm already numb from hunger anyway." Chen Mo said.
Xiao Lin, who was just a small driver, was sitting in the front seat and felt uneasy. He always felt that he shouldn't interrupt in this atmosphere.
After all, how could he know the person who had been holding the title of school bully for two whole years? It is difficult for anyone to associate these two words with Chen Mo, who now seems to have achieved success.
Not to mention, from Chen Mo's perspective, there was a Chen Mo in his previous life that even Xi Siyan didn't know about, so the word "good temper" had nothing to do with him.
Chen Mo and Xi Siyan only had a superficial acquaintance.
The most profound contact they had ever had was when Lao Gou described himself as being drunk and going crazy in front of Xi Siyan, and that was all.
There was no way they could sit in a car like this.
After five years of almost blank time, they became two independent and mature individuals, and they could still be in the same space calmly. Chen Mo didn't know what kind of mood Xi Siyan had when getting along with him, but at least Chen Mo regarded this as the proper decency that should be maintained between adults.
Even just an hour ago.
In Huan Shang's office, his heart was beating irregularly due to the emotional impact of the long-awaited reunion.
It was also at the moment when the accident just happened.
Because Xi Siyan stood in front of him without hesitation, he was slightly distracted.
Chen Mo couldn't deny that he was not as calm and indifferent as he thought he was when it came to meeting Xi Siyan again.
But Chen Mo knew that Xi Siyan, as the boss of CM, had just returned to China and his schedule and documents were probably piled up like a mountain. The cutting-edge technical team he led would also be put into the second phase of the experiment. When people mentioned Xi Siyan, they rarely mentioned his background. And now in Chen Mo's circle, few people knew about his past and his original family.
They have all moved forward, and the road is wider and broader.
Worrying about whether the disturbing emotion comes from nostalgia or from never truly forgetting is not the question that should be considered at the moment.
At six o'clock in the evening, the lights come on.
Juxiangzhai is located in an ancient alley that is difficult to find in the city center. The bluestone road in front of the door is arranged in an orderly manner, and red lanterns are hung on the edge of the door. From the outside, it does not look like a place to eat.
The boss was a middle-aged man in his forties with a very kind smile.
When he saw Xi Siyan, he was surprised and asked, "You have changed so much in a few years. When did you come back?"
"I've just been back for two days." Xi Siyan said as he walked in.
He gave each other a brief introduction, and when mentioning Chen Mo, he used the old classmate as an excuse.
The boss looked Chen Mo up and down with a meaningful smile.
Chen Mo was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"It should be you." The boss raised his chin towards Xi Siyan and said to Chen Mo, "This guy called me several times during the summer vacation of his second year in high school and asked me how to make soup and cook. I thought he was going to do something, but he said someone had a bad stomach. When I received the stomach-nourishing menu today, I wondered if it was the same person. The boy is really handsome."
This little joke didn't stop Chen Mo from looking surprised.
That summer, that summer vacation.
Occasionally, they would stay in that house in broad daylight when they were bored, doing their own things. Chen Mo had drunk the soup he cooked and eaten the dishes he made, thinking that he was following the book and never imagined that there would be such twists and turns in the process.
All those little details rushed out one after another, occupying his mind too many times in this short afternoon with Xi Siyan.
This also led to the fact that when the waiter brought a few fixed appetizers, Chen Mo decisively chose a dish of smashed cucumber from the cold dishes among the foie gras and smoked salmon dishes.
He was anxious to eat something to fill his empty stomach.
Before he could pick it up, the plate was taken away by Xi Siyan.
Chen Mo held up his chopsticks and stared at the opposite side with a little shock.
Xi Siyan frowned first: "You have a stomachache and you eat cold food right away. You say it's for health preservation, but have you been suffering from a bad stomach these years?"
Chen Mo: “…”
It has been a long time since anyone dared to stop him from doing something so directly.
People in the company treat him like a boss, and the only people he sees at school are his juniors. He is often asked for advice, and is used to being a mentor. He suddenly gets educated, and it's like he's experiencing that year again, when someone said he smokes and drinks black tea.
Chen Mo held his forehead and laughed twice.
Xi Siyan also pushed a dish of corn soup that had just been served to him.
"Don't worry if you're too hungry. Drink some soup to warm your stomach first."
Xi Siyan's mood did not change. After seeing Chen Mo drink two sips, he frowned and asked, "Are you really not going to check?"
"Really." Chen Mo lowered his head and drank while saying, "Company benefits, free physical examination every six months. I went to visit Lao Gou two months ago and checked a few items by the way. There are no major problems."
Chen Mo skipped over many details.
For example, he often suffers from stomach problems due to his busy work and irregular diet, he always has to pay special attention to his legs during the change of seasons, and when he is anxious, he occasionally needs sleeping pills to fall asleep.
These are all trivial matters.
At least anyone who has a little understanding of boundaries would not talk about every detail to their ex-boyfriend who just returned to China. He is not crazy.
Although Chen Mo didn't tell the whole story, from the way Xi Siyan looked at him, Chen Mo knew that he should know that he didn't tell the whole truth. After all, he was the god of No. 1 Middle School back then, and his IQ was really beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Chen Mo also asked a few questions about the situation of his company, his experiences in recent years, and his plans to return to China.
The conversation between us seemed too normal.
It was like a small talk, a few words of concern for each other, just like ordinary old classmates. If they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Chen Mo would have wondered if it wasn't that they were careless, but that he had the illusion that they had been together.
As he moves forward, he sometimes begins to doubt whether his past life was real.
The meal was eaten slowly and leisurely under Xi Siyan's supervision and was not finished yet.
Chen Mo never thought that the two of them would be on the social news.
"Drive safely, be responsible for yourself and for society"
It was originally sent by local police using their official account for the purpose of warning and publicity.
There was even a scene in which a very ruthless-looking man burst into tears and confessed his guilt after learning that he would have to pay a huge amount of compensation.
But the police didn't expect this either.
The news, which usually had no more than a hundred views, suddenly saw a huge increase that day.
The comment section is piled high.
[Fuck, this luxury car is top-of-the-line. The tattooed man thought he was stubborn, but he didn't expect that the socialist father would eventually teach him a lesson.]
[No, didn't anyone notice that there were two handsome figures in the news report? ]
[I discovered it a long time ago and took a screenshot. ]
[I don’t know if I should say this or not, but I think I know both of these people. If you are interested, you can search for CM Group and the new cutting-edge technology that has been popular in the past two years. You will be surprised. In addition, there is very little information, so you need to be careful.]
[Thank you for the above post. I searched it. I just want to say that the current bosses are already of this standard? ]
[Is your point off? Am I the only one who noticed that when they were in the background and whispered with their heads tilted, they looked weird? ]
【Fujoshi are really scary. 】
【A rotten person sees homosexuality. 】
[Impossible, they and I went to the same high school, we are just old classmates.]
At that time, Chen Mo was sitting in the store, with a complicated feeling as if he was hit by a pot, and asked Xi Siyan: "Who is the last person?"
Then Chen Mo received a lot of messages.
Lao Gou: “???”
Qi Lin: “…”
Sun Xiaoya: “………………”
Jiang Xu: "You guys?"
…
These people who haven't been in touch for a long time suddenly resurrected and all have one common question.
Oh shit, you two got back together?
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