Chapter 31 Chapter 31 It has to be him.
Perhaps because the original purpose of opening the studio was too clear, Su Tu did not have any grand plans to expand and become stronger, and his peripheral awareness in this regard was very weak.
But since she went to the resort last month, she has started thinking about team building.
However, the studio's business has surged recently, and the current schedule is already three months later. She still can't recruit a suitable design team to help her complete the project.
Therefore, in the short term, it is indeed a bit unrealistic to take a few days off work to travel.
After thinking about it carefully, I decided to start with a dinner.
From now on, we will have 1-2 fixed dinners every month. The specific time will be adjusted flexibly according to the workload. As usual, the arrangements will be handed over to Tao Qingqing, and others can discuss their ideas directly with her.
This week is a little bit slower than last week.
A few days ago, Tao Qingqing took everyone's opinions into consideration and decided on the location of a Japanese fusion restaurant. He also invited Tang Mo, who was present at the time, to join the conversation.
Seven people entered the private room one after another.
After we sat down in a flash, there were two seats reserved side by side as expected.
A few hours passed, and Su Tu had calmed down. He pulled out his chair naturally, symbolically passed the menu to the person opposite him, and said nonchalantly, "You guys take care of it."
Everyone then reported the dishes they were interested in to the waiter. It was not until they turned to the wine list that Tao Qingqing looked up and asked, "Sister Susu, do you drink?"
Su Tu paused.
She drove here, originally without such plans, but nodded upon hearing this: "Okay."
just.
After drinking, you will feel bolder and some things will be easier to say.
As Chinese Valentine's Day approaches, the store has launched many couples' packages.
A seductive man and woman sat side by side, their eyes following each other.
The waiter immediately offered a perceptive recommendation: "There's a limited-edition Qixi Festival drink package going on these days. It includes two specialty cocktails and a snack. Would you two like to consider it?"
"No."
Su Tu shook his head and declined, "Just a bottle of normal red wine."
No one thought there was anything wrong. Zhao Xuan even muttered, "Yeah, Captain Shi can't drink either."
The ordering is completed.
The drinks arrived quickly.
Everyone tasted their own drinks, and then took turns tasting each other's drinks. The red wine was almost ready, so Tang Mo poured half a glass for Su Tu and also poured some for herself.
Then he clinked his glass with hers and said jokingly but sincerely, "Thank you for your hospitality."
Su Tu smiled, raised his glass and took a sip.
The bright red liquid soaked the lips, leaving a little wine stain at the corner of the lips, with a shimmering luster, like a juicy grape, looking plump and tempting.
Shi Shu slowly shifted his gaze, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his knuckles intermittently.
I can't seem to remember what it feels like to peel grapes.
After a round of conversation about taste, the dishes were served one after another. Zhao Xuan saw that Shi Shu seemed to have no interest in the food, and suddenly looked at Su Tu: "Master, you..."
"Um, how are you planning to spend Qixi Festival?"
Su Tu looked up, stunned by the question, but answered without hesitation: "Going to work."
Zhao Xuan exclaimed, "Ah!" "Aren't you going out on a date tonight?"
Su Tu looked amused. He rarely avoided such topics and even asked deliberately, "Who are you dating?"
“…”
Isn't this obvious?
Everyone thought.
But she didn't "make it public", and everyone didn't want to expose her in person. They could only look at Shi Shu, then at her, and then secretly test: "You..." you.
"Aren't you in a relationship now?"
"No."
Su Tu smiled lightly, intending to clarify: "I don't plan to do it for the time being."
"Why?"
Zhao Xuan was puzzled.
Is it that Shi Shu is not good enough?
Impossible!
Tang Mo knew, however, that the truth was just the opposite. It was because he was too outstanding and not "ordinary" enough that she felt insecure.
She smiled awkwardly and explained helpfully: "Maybe I haven't met the right one yet."
Everyone was even more confused, but they could feel that their favorite couple was about to break up, so they immediately started to react: "Isn't it enough to just like each other? What does it mean to be suitable?"
Then something came to mind: "Even if you're not in a relationship, there must be someone you like, right?"
"Or type, what type do you like?"
You have to list the conditions.
Only those who have intentions can have a direction to work towards!
Having said that, Su Tu didn't intend to hide it anymore: "Yes."
She said truthfully, "Ordinary."
Chen Weizhou seemed to have just learned this word: "Ordinary?"
Yue Jia was also stunned: "What does it mean to be ordinary?"
After all, those who pursue her have all kinds of conditions. Maybe those conditions that seem excellent to others are just ordinary to her?
Su Tu actually hadn't thought about this question carefully, but he had to give an answer now.
She lowered her eyes, unconsciously clutching the pearl necklace on her wrist as she thought, and then, referring to the warm scene in her memory, she said, "Maybe, it can accompany me three times a day, all year round."
"Is that so?"
Tao Qingqing was dumbfounded: "So simple?"
Su Tu came back to his senses and retorted with a smile: "This is not simple."
“…”
The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.
Because everyone soon realized that this condition was like targeting time, and no matter how he weighed the time, it was impossible to achieve.
Unless, he retires now.
Su Tu acted as if nothing had happened and continued to taste the food on the plate.
Although she was very clear that the person next to her was actually looking at her, and could even feel the oppressive gaze, as if it was actually pressing on her shoulders.
Still unmoved.
Because of what happened in the afternoon, she had already analyzed it rationally.
From the very beginning, he clearly told me that it was a wedding house and that he had someone he liked, and every time they met, he could also specifically describe some of that person's characteristics.
But in the afternoon he suddenly changed his mind, saying that there was no wedding house and no one else, but he still wanted to invite her to watch the game.
Even from a certain perspective, this action can be considered as an "affirmation" of her.
But there is nothing to be proud of.
How many days have they known each other?
He can go from being deeply in love with someone to turning his back on her. He can invite her to a game today and invite someone else tomorrow. What's the certainty?
She can be forced by momentum, and can also be temporarily seduced by the flesh.
But if you believe even such clumsy rhetoric, then you have a problem with your IQ.
And she has to rely on her intelligence to make money and buy a house as soon as possible.
I don't have the time or the energy to worry about what a man's words mean, and I don't want to be involved in this meaningless ambiguity again.
So there's nothing wrong with taking this opportunity to make things clear.
As long as he wasn't being stupid.
You won't fail to understand what she means.
I don't know how long the box was silent.
Everyone appeared calm on the surface, but their hearts were in turmoil. They wanted to speak up to break the awkwardness, but they really couldn't think of any topic that could turn the situation around. In the end, they were desperate and tried every possible means.
In order to refute her argument and maintain their CP status, I asked very trickily: "Was your previous boyfriend also this type?"
Su Tu was stunned for a moment, and a black jacket flashed through his mind. After the sound of the music, he said in silence, "I guess so."
"That's not right."
Tang Mo couldn't help but think: "Isn't Cheng Gong the type?"
"Who is Engineer Cheng?"
"Master's ex-boyfriend?"
“Are you also a designer?”
“…”
Su Tu's expression froze. He obviously didn't expect that this "confession game" would be traced back to this extent.
Tang Mo then realized that she had said something wrong. This was not Guanyu, and not everyone knew who Cheng Huai was.
His expression became awkward, and he stammered, not knowing how to continue.
Su Tu suddenly said "hmm", his eyes were calm and he said, "Ex-boyfriend."
"architect."
"An architect named Cheng? Cheng Huai?"
"Is he the Chinese architect with a YC Master's degree who designed the L Country Art Museum?"
"Damn! He's not an ordinary person, is he? Besides, he's so busy, he's even overseas, so he can't eat with you three times a day!"
So we broke up.
In fact, this sentence can summarize it.
But since things have come to this, Su Tu thought about it and decided to cut off the retreat route more thoroughly. He smiled and said, "He is different."
"What's the difference?"
Shi Shu clenched his jaw, staring at the bracelet on her wrist with an increasingly intense gaze. No matter how reluctant he was, he still heard the regretful voice:
"First love."
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The meal was a dreadful one.
Everyone originally wanted to reconcile, but ended up feeling like they had broken up this couple with their own hands. They wished they could turn back to the afternoon. They would definitely, absolutely not invite anyone over to commit suicide in front of them again!
In short, the entire box was silent until the end.
No one dared to gossip anymore.
No one dared to look at Shi Shu's expression.
Although he didn't say anything from beginning to end, he still patiently accompanied Su Tu to send everyone to the car one by one, and nodded in response to everyone's farewell.
But the alarm bells in everyone's hearts still turned into 999+ self-reflection quotes in the group.
In the thick night, only the cicadas of late summer are crying out loudly.
The two of them each had their own thoughts and remained in silent stalemate for a while.
Shi Shucai lowered his eyes and said the first words of the night in a low voice: "I'll take you there."
Although those words just now were actually said to him.
But for the entire night, Su Tu seemed to be unaware of anyone around him and never looked him in the eye. Until this moment, he was forced to face him, clenching his palms and pretending to be relaxed, pursing his lips: "No need."
He insisted, "You've been drinking."
She raised her phone and waved it calmly: "I called a designated driver."
He frowned: "Su Tu..."
But he was interrupted: "Mr. Shi!"
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and the corners of her eyes curved up. She was in a slightly tipsy state, but her mind was unusually clear: "Thank you for your concern. I can take care of myself."
Finally, I addressed his afternoon question: "Also, I won't be watching the game."
"I wish you a successful start."
After saying that, he nodded and indicated that he could go first.
Turning back into the car, the smile gradually faded.
She restrained herself from looking back.
In order to divert his attention, he kept his eyes on the mobile phone screen and refreshed the interface of the designated driver order every few seconds.
It wasn't until the designated driver arrived that there was a knock on the car window.
She looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror, not knowing whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Suddenly she saw the tall and lonely figure, still standing in the night. His dark gaze seemed to be reflected through a mirror, and when it met her in the void, her heart skipped a beat.
He turned his head hurriedly and urged, "Let's go."
Shi Shu helplessly watched the car drive away until it disappeared from his sight. In front of him was still that casual yet unapproachable expression, muttering in a low voice in front of him.
First love.
At the same time, a long-lost fragment surfaced in a related way...
In her sophomore year, she broke up with her then-boyfriend for some reason. The forums were flooded with comments about how the campus beauty could be dumped. The discussions on the forums were roughly divided into two categories:
One type said that good looks are useless, and people with weird and uneventful personalities will get boring after just a few days of being around them.
One type says that the beauty is stupid. Why does she have to hang herself on a tree? Why not give other men a chance?
Soon people began to speculate how long it would take her to recover.
Will you move on and accept someone else first, or will you wait for your ex-boyfriend to come back and get back together with you?
What followed was all kinds of spontaneous voyeurism, with real-time reports of where she was today and who she had rejected for the nth time.
It was accompanied by various photos of her being surrounded by crowds.
At that time, he was participating in a competition abroad and returned home as soon as it ended. Because he didn't know the specific situation, he first audited a few classes in the design department.
I found that almost every class seemed to be brewing a big drama, and as soon as the bell rang, a new round of "confession contest" would begin as scheduled.
Among those who confessed their love, some did so out of curiosity and just wanted to join in the fun; some really did have this intention, but after being rejected, they could only pretend that they were just curious.
In short, there are many people who rotate, but few who stick with it.
When I was eavesdropping for the fourth time, I saw another boy coming forward to block the person.
Shi Shu was about to stand up to stop them when he heard a slightly impatient voice in front of him, "I'm not bad, am I? I've given you face so many times, why are you still being so arrogant?"
"No one wants you anymore, but you still have to be with him?"
There was silence.
Su Tu sighed lightly, not being angered by this. Instead, as if he just wanted to express his opinion through the hidden cameras around him, he smiled and said solemnly, "Yes."
"It has to be him."
He is the only one.
It was these four indifferent words that completely ended the long farce. In the two years that followed, no one would casually express their feelings to her.
It was like a blunt knife, hanging on his chest for six years.
To this day.
Still can't remove it.
He stood indifferently in the empty parking lot. After an unknown amount of time, his cell phone finally rang.
Like God's will.
Letter from the team: [Get ready, come back tomorrow to start adaptive training, adjust your body functions first, then go to the training camp]
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