7:30 pm, Lan Tang Garden.
Lan Tang Yuan is next to the Municipal Museum and there is a Municipal Wetland Park next to it. It has a quiet environment and expensive prices. It is one of the best high-end restaurants in the city.
Under the guidance of the waiter, Xia Qingshu came to the designated private room.
Chen Zhiyu had arrived early and was sitting on the sofa fiddling with his computer. When he saw him come in, he asked him to wash his hands.
"Mr. Chen, why are you treating me to a meal?" Xia Qingshu's voice was listless.
He was very tired today. He met too many people and had been spinning like a top all day. He planned to rest early in the evening, but then he received an invitation to dinner from Chen Zhiyu.
He hadn't planned to come, but Secretary Li spoke very seriously on the phone, so he had to make the trip.
Xia Qingshu washed his hands and wiped the water with a towel.
The slender white fingers were wet, like white jade soaked in cold water.
Chen Zhiyu turned off the computer and did not answer the question. He looked at his finger and asked, "Have you met my mother?"
Xia Qingshu yawned, not in a very good mood, "Yeah."
He must have just taken a shower and changed his clothes. I could smell the freshness on his body from a long distance away, it was still that familiar lemon milk scent.
Chen Zhiyu lowered his eyes: "My mother gave you the card, why don't you want it?"
Xia Qingshu glanced at him and sighed, "I do want it."
But your mother's request was too outrageous. Not only did she ask him to leave Chen Zhiyu, she also asked him to use He Chen as a substitute and form a couple with He Chen.
Did she ask He Chen? Would He Chen be willing?
He had read few novels and had never seen such a bloody and magical plot. He was stuck at the time and missed the best opportunity to bargain.
Opportunities to achieve financial freedom are fleeting.
What a pity.
He Chen was so arrogant that he had always treated him as a bootlicker. When he heard that he had suddenly become a substitute for the bootlicker, he smashed a cup on the spot.
I just sent him a message asking to talk to him privately.
I guess it’s not something nice to hear.
So many people came to talk to him every day, and even though he had cancer, they still didn't let him go.
I originally thought that traveling through a book was easy, just dealing with a few paper people, but I didn’t expect that life in the book wasn’t that simple.
Thinking of the difficulties of life and the hardships of the world, Xia Qingshu frowned and sighed again with all his heart, his fair little face tense.
Oh, it’s so difficult for me!
"If you want it, take it. Why give it up?"
Chen Zhiyu looked over and saw Xia Qingshu's face full of confusion and helplessness about how to choose between love and money.
His fair little face was wrinkled, he sighed and was full of worries.
Only a 19-year-old boy would be so determined in love.
A man like him who has experienced ups and downs in society has long given up the pursuit of love.
This deep love is destined to go unrequited.
"I can't do what my aunt asks me to do." Xia Qingshu supported his head with one hand, his eyes empty, remembering the lost black card.
As I was worrying, I couldn't help but yawn.
Chen Zhiyu looked at his sleepy face and found it a little funny.
When he first took over the company, his family elders warned him that "business is like a battlefield" and that he had seen too many cunning people, some of whom were more cunning than honeycomb briquettes.
I have never seen Xia Qingshu express his desires so frankly. see.
Say you like me directly and ask for money openly.
It's very real.
Chen Zhiyu sat opposite him and stared at his fingers. "Give me a cigarette."
Xia Qingshu picked up the cigarette, took a look at it, and said hesitantly, "Smoking is bad for your health."
For some reason, he feels uncomfortable whenever he smells cigarette smoke recently.
I didn’t have this problem before, but after I got sick, I became more delicate?
Chen Zhiyu: "Want to control me?"
Xia Qingshu raised his eyelids and looked at him without saying anything.
Why does this sound so strange?
It seems like everyone in the Chen family has something wrong.
Xia Qingshu lowered his eyelids, but still handed over the cigarette box and explained in a low voice, "I feel a little uncomfortable. I feel uncomfortable when I smell the cigarette."
Chen Zhiyu took a cigarette out of the box, played with it in his hand, and twisted it back and forth, but in the end he did not light it.
He put the cigarette on the table and said in a low voice, "Squeamish."
His voice was originally low, and he suppressed it deliberately, speaking indistinctly. There seemed to be a hook hidden in his tone, and with his breathing, the air around them became a little strange.
Xia Qingshu took a deep breath: Mom, this is so weird, I'm getting goosebumps.
He glanced at Chen Zhiyu with empty eyes and found that he looked serious and normal.
At this time, the waiter came in with the menu, and Xia Qingshu quickly retracted his gaze.
Chen Zhiyu pretended not to be aware of the other party's prying eyes, and skillfully reported a few of his favorite dishes. He then asked the waiter to give the menu to Xia Qingshu and let him order what he liked.
After ordering the dishes, Xia Qingshu held a bowl of candied white fungus in both hands, stared out the window, and sipped it in small sips.
There is a small river outside the private room, and there are several lanterns by the river.
The air conditioner was turned on high, but his cheeks were red, as if he had put on rouge.
There was a glittering splash of soup on his lips. When it was about to flow down his lips, he stuck out his tongue and licked it quickly, like a pretty and cunning little greedy cat.
Chen Zhiyu handed over a tissue and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"This restaurant is not doing well." Xia Qingshu recalled the prices of the dishes he had just seen and pointed to the empty table outside the window. "The food must be so expensive, so the taste must be bad. That's why there are no customers."
As soon as he walked in, he found that theirs was the only table in the huge restaurant.
“It tastes good, I come here often.”
"Then why are there no guests?"
Chen Zhiyu replied nonchalantly, "I booked the entire place."
Xia Qingshu: “…”
I remembered the courtyards, gold mines, antique pictures, and the golden armor that seemed to have been taken from the Terracotta Warriors that I saw today...
Chen Zhiyu's way of showing off his wealth is much more subtle than his mother's.
"Haha, thank you then."
Chen Zhiyu looked out the window and said, "After dinner, we can go to the riverside for a stroll. There are boats and lanterns on the riverside."
Xia Qingshu has been here for so long, and has to deal with different interpersonal relationships every day. He just dealt with his bad relatives and bully classmates, and just when he was about to lie down for a while, he found himself sick. Suddenly encountering such a relaxing moment, his playful spirit was aroused, his eyes lit up, and he tilted his head to look outside.
The gloomy look on his face just now disappeared in an instant.
A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are very lively.
Chen Zhiyu thought to himself that kids are too easily satisfied.
Because there was only one table of guests, the food was served very quickly. Less than five minutes after placing the order, a dish of cold local chicken was served.
The dishes here look great, with a lapis lazuli plate and two small white flowers placed on the edge for decoration. The chicken is neatly placed in the center of the plate, drizzled with hot oil and sprinkled with chopped green onions and sesame seeds. You can smell the aroma of pepper and chicken from a distance.
Xia Qingshu has had a good appetite recently. He held the chopsticks and swallowed several times, his eyes almost falling into the chicken.
"Mr. Chen, do you want rice?" Xia Qingshu saw Chen Zhiyu nodded and asked the waiter to bring two bowls of rice.
"Eat." Chen Zhiyu felt that if he didn't speak, Xia Qingshu's saliva would soon flow onto the table.
Xia Qingshu had a good family background in the past and was not an ignorant person. His family is also doing well now. Xia Laoer is a chef, so just tell him what you want to eat.
I don’t know what’s going on, but lately I get hungry quickly and sleep a lot, and I become greedy whenever I see food that suits my taste.
Xia Qingshu picked up a piece of chicken wrapped in red oil and sesame with chopsticks and put it into his mouth... Well, the meat was chewy, the seasoning was spicy but not irritating, and with the addition of rock sugar, it had a light sweet aftertaste.
Served with pearl white rice, delicious.
After a while, various dishes were served on the table one after another. Xia Qingshu focused on the food and ate wholeheartedly.
Although this meal was a reward for Xia Qingshu, the fact that the other party just ate without taking the opportunity to get close to him made Chen Zhiyu feel ignored.
The child is honestly stupid.
Chen Zhiyu simply ate two bites of food and took the initiative to speak, "I heard about your life experience."
Xia Qingshu picked up a piece of grilled veal steak, put it in his mouth, looked at him, closed his mouth and chewed without answering.
"Uncle Xia came to me today and said you didn't want to go home?" Chen Zhiyu pushed the pan-fried veal steak in front of Xia Qingshu.
Xia Qingshu swallowed a mouthful of rice and continued to pick up dishes.
Chen Zhiyu asked again, "What are your plans?"
The other person had asked three questions, so Xia Qingshu had to answer.
He seemed to remember that Chen Zhiyu’s personality as an icy, crazy and domineering boss was that he didn’t like to talk, so why was he talking so much today?
Can you finish eating first?
He chewed quickly for a dozen times and swallowed the food. "I think they treat the adopted son very well. I'm afraid they will be partial to me and take me back, but treat me badly. The adopted son's name is Xia Yubin, you know him, right?"
After Xia Qingshu finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks and stared at Chen Zhiyu seriously.
Xia Yubin? Xia Shan’s younger brother, who “ran into” him a few times.
Chen Zhiyu did not answer immediately.
Xia Qingshu quickly described, "It was the day you came to give a speech. I was supposed to be the volunteer, but I had something else to do and I didn't go. You guys have seen that boy who took my place as the volunteer before, right?"
Xia Qingshu lowered his eyes, pretending not to care, but in fact he transformed into a small tree and rushed to the front line to eat the melon.
He didn't forget that "Exclusive Love" is a Tangshi novel, a novel about complicated gay relationships. I wonder how many men Xia Yubin has captured now?
Thinking of the indescribable descriptions in the article, Xia Qingshu's face turned red and she quickly took a big gulp of water.
Chen Zhiyu glanced at the other person's shy face and replied indifferently, "I know him."
Xia Qingshu clenched his fist, as expected.
"How is your relationship?"
What stage are we at now?
"Exclusive Love" is a serialized novel. It was not finished when he read it. Xia Qingshu was very curious about the ending. He wondered what kind of happy ending it would be with so many tops.
As of what he saw, there were eight attackers in total, one a day, which would not be enough for a week.
Chen Zhiyu saw the nervousness in his pretending to be strong expression, paused, and said, "I'm not familiar with him."
Tsk, the kid looks quite cute when he’s jealous.
Xia Qingshu became puzzled. How could they not be familiar with each other? According to the timeline, Xia Yubin had already aroused Chen Zhiyu's interest. When the day came for his death, Chen Zhiyu would confess his love in person.
Could it be that he won't die now, so the plot is also deviated?
Xia Qingshu asked in a serious tone: "Really not familiar with them?"
Chen Zhiyu suppressed a smile, "Really."
He simply described the fact that he had met Xia Yubin twice in total. Once was in the hospital, where he was splashed with coffee and his clothes were soiled. The second time was a school speech, and Xia Yubin paid compensation for the clothes that were soiled.
There was no more intersection after that.
"Oh." Xia Qingshu was a little disappointed after hearing this.
That's it, too unexciting.
After he finished speaking, Chen Zhiyu suddenly realized why he had to explain it so clearly to Xia Qingshu.
Why did Xia Qingshu react so calmly after hearing this?
Chen Zhiyu raised his head and stared at Xia Qingshu, not missing any subtle expression on his face.
At this moment, the child was definitely secretly happy in his heart.
Otherwise it wouldn’t have tasted so delicious.
The two of them continued to eat with their own thoughts.
Suddenly, Chen Zhiyu asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"
Chen Zhiyu did not give a clear answer to the purpose of inviting him to dinner tonight, but the topic always vaguely revolved around his biological family. Xia Qingshu guessed that based on the relationship between Chen Zhiyu and the Xia family, he was most likely... Jiu was asked by Xia Jing to be a lobbyist.
Xia Qingshu touched his nose. To outsiders, did he and Chen Zhiyu have such a good relationship?
"I want to be a rich salted fish."
You can lie back without worrying about food and clothing, without having to go to various training classes, acting classes, or practice the piano, and you will never suffer from lack of sleep again.
Just lie there and do nothing.
Oh, if you want to eat melon, eat it while lying down.
Hearing the answer, Chen Zhiyu smiled. The child was really natural in front of him and said everything without any scruples.
He picked up the towel and wiped his hands. "Have you finished eating, Xianyu? Go out for a walk."
Xia Qingshu: "Wait a minute, I'll have another bowl."
~
Lantang Garden and Wetland Park are separated by a small river. Standing by the river, you can see the mottled shadows of the trees in the park. The moonlight is bright tonight, and there are only a few low ground lamps on the path along the river, which is very suitable for couples to take a walk.
The river boat can circle around Lantang Garden. The restaurant provides river lanterns, which will be recycled after release.
After Xia Qingshu stepped onto the river boat, he felt that the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.
An expensive private restaurant, a quiet river, the bright moon hanging overhead, and the gentle wind in the woods blowing up Xia Qingshu's bangs, bringing a hint of coolness.
If there were two more people playing the violin, Xia Qingshu would almost think this was a proposal scene.
However, the other party was Chen Zhiyu, the winner of the Male Deban Scholarship. Xia Qingshu did not think about love at all. He just felt that the other party was a tool hired by Xia Jing to help him recognize his relatives.
The river boat was drifting quietly in the water. Chen Zhiyu saw him stretching out his hand to adjust his bangs, and he curled the corners of his mouth while standing in the dark.
He didn't forget to fix his hairstyle at this time. He is really a child. He pays special attention to his image in front of his sweetheart.
The river boat sailed fifty meters. Xia Qingshu stood at the bow, holding a pink lantern in her hand. The warm light reflected on her face, making it look rosy.
Suddenly, an abrupt "click" sound interrupted the tranquility of the night, and the dilapidated electric poles slowly tilted from the other side of the river bank.
Xia Qingshu looked in the direction of the sound, raised his head, holding the lamp, and his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the electric pole.
“…”
Is it too late to run now?
In this 0.1 thousandth of a second, countless thoughts flooded into his mind.
As cannon fodder, is there no way to escape the fate of death?
Can you go back after you die?
I hope it doesn't hurt too much when I get hit.
Finally, he closed his eyes and frowned, and the wind blowing in his face blew away the loose hair on his forehead.
Just then, he felt a gust of wind blowing towards him.
He was tackled.
There was only a "crack" sound, and the person who fell on him let out a muffled groan.
Xia Qingshu opened his eyes and found him lying on the deck, with Chen Zhiyu holding him with the back of his hand under his back.
When they got closer, Xia Qingshu discovered that Chen Zhiyu's forehead and nose were covered with fine beads of sweat, and his wrinkled shirt was torn by a large tear. Not only was there an electric pole pressing on his legs, but there were also several wires entangled around them, and his calf bones were obviously deformed.
"Are you scared silly?" Chen Zhiyu lay on Xia Qingshu. At first, he could still support his body with his arms, but now, he pressed all his arms on Xia Qingshu and stuck to him tightly.
Xia Qingshu finally reacted and yelled to the staff, "Call an ambulance, Mr. Chen, how are you? Did you get hit?"
He struggled to get up, and as soon as he moved, he heard Chen Zhiyu hiss.
"Mr. Chen, what happened to you? Are you seriously injured?" When Xia Qingshu saw the condition of Chen Zhiyu's leg, his heart tightened and his teeth chattered violently.
If Chen Zhiyu didn't save him, the electric pole would fall down and hit him directly on the head, and he would die.
How painful it would be to be crushed by such a heavy electric pole!
He was crazy just now, why didn't he dodge in time!
All the restaurant waiters came out, called an ambulance, and staff came up to move the electric pole away. Because they didn't know where the injury was, they didn't dare move the injured person, and the two of them still maintained the hugging posture.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
If he had reacted faster and dodged, Chen Zhiyu would not have been injured trying to save him.
Suddenly, he smelled blood and felt the wetness of the other person's legs and feet.
There was bleeding, a lot of blood.
Xia Qingshu couldn't help it, his voice trembled a little, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry..."
"How can I blame you?" Chen Zhiyu lay on top of him, his soul almost leaving his body in pain, but he looked calm, "The culprit is this cement pile, wait until I get up and smash it to pieces."
Xia Qingshu nodded in confusion, "Yeah, beat it to pieces."
The strong smell of milk was so close that Chen Zhiyu felt as if he was standing on a piece of melting candy, fragrant and sweet.
Take a deep breath, and the tearing pain seems to be much lighter.
He frowned and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can you light me a cigarette?"
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