Here We Meet Again Chapter 19:
Chapter 19
Xiang Yuan is a little bit uneasy after all, but he is also a grasshopper on a rope.
It's a team, and it doesn't treat her as one of its own at all. Anyway, I would rather let Lao Qing withdraw the message than tell her what happened in the past, it's too much!
She was stupid enough to help him find the old man to restore his financial power. When others treat you better, they get carried away.
"Shh!"
While Xiang Yuan was thinking angrily, he gritted his teeth and tore off the package of instant noodles. The cold plastic box packaging really looked like an unkind face, she couldn't help poking it hard, forking the plastic cover and the cup body together fiercely, her anger still lingering in her stomach.
The doorbell rang suddenly, and Xu Yan came.
…
Xiang Yuan looked at the indifferent and stern face in the video call, seeing his nonchalant appearance, the embers started to run wild again.
Opening the door, she didn't wait for anyone to come up from the elevator, angrily threw a pair of slippers at the door, then turned back to the kitchen, took the unsoaked instant noodles to the living room, sat on the carpet, turned on the TV, Start picking channels aimlessly.
Half a minute later, there was a "ding dong" sound from the elevator outside the door.
She turned her attention back, glanced back from the corner of her eye, and the man hadn't come in yet.
When the door behind her was opened slightly, she turned her gaze back, froze and did not move, and did not take the initiative to greet him.
Xu Yanshi saw a pair of men's slippers thrown at the door, and Xiang Yuan's inexplicably stubborn back of the head, changing the TV channel from one to the other, looking very impatient.
He changed his shoes in silence and went straight in, looking down at Xiang Yuan who was sitting on the carpet. She didn't even wear socks, and her white and slender toes were exposed under the fluffy home clothes. They looked like lotus root segments and could stand on the fluffy gray carpet. Her bones were smooth and she was too beautiful. The nail caps are shiny, as if they have been smeared with oil. It was the delicacy of a woman he had never seen before.
Xu Yan made a conscious effort to recognize and open her eyes, and Xiang Yuan didn't realize it. After all, she couldn't bear to leave him alone. She chose a table at random, opened the instant noodles in front of her, and pretended to scoop them up twice with chopsticks. She asked without raising her head: "Where's Lao Qing?"
"The store closes at seven o'clock."
Xiang Yuan subconsciously thought, raised his head and asked him, "Will it affect his business?"
Xu Yanshi: "It's okay."
She groaned, lowered her head, took a sip of the instant noodles, then pulled the pillow off the sofa, motioning him to sit down, but she didn't speak, and she didn't look at him. Xu Yanshi whispered, "I'm going outside to smoke a cigarette."
It's really difficult to actually smoke.
Since the two reunited, Xiang Yuan was quite surprised that he had never seen him smoking. But she didn't talk much, and didn't bother to ask, anyway, he wouldn't tell her the reason. From today onwards, she will not ask any more questions about him.
It's just a colleague, why bother to be passionate.
Xu Yanshi went to the balcony, Xiang Yuan was sitting on the living room floor, and a funny entertainment news was broadcast on the TV news—a man transferred 300,000 to an online dating partner, only to find out that the other party was a man, and then transferred another 1.3 million .
But no one was listening, and the atmosphere was silent and eerie.
While she was eating instant noodles, she looked sideways at the man on the balcony. He took off his coat at some point and hung it on the railing casually. Xiang Yuan wanted to remind him that the railing hadn't been wiped yet.
Xu Yan didn't smoke very often, but Xiang Yuan seemed to be very skillful in holding the cigarette, with her fingers between her fingers and hanging loosely on her waist, as if she had something on her mind.
He just wore a black sweater, which made his figure straight and neat, and the back of his neck was smoothly tucked into the collar, making him look handsome no matter what. The sudden appearance of such a handsome but unpredictable man at home made Xiang Yuan's heart throbbing.
Her hormones are probably a little out of balance recently.
Everyone is excited. But that's all.
Xu Yanshi put one hand in his trouser pocket, and lit another cigarette. The cigarette was loosely biting on his lips, igniting the fire. I looked over here.
The eyes of the two collided unexpectedly in the air, and their hearts froze inexplicably.
It's like the oil pan is just half hot, as long as you put the vegetables in it, it will crackle and sparks will fly.
However, there is no food, and the oil pan is burning until it emits green smoke, but it is just pressing the lid of the pan and making a misty thud.
Xu Yanshi was the first to look away calmly, put the lighter back into her pocket, and then put her hand in the pocket. It can be seen that he is not in a good mood today, he doesn't talk much, his eyes are full of deep coldness.
After the hand-to-hand combat, Xiang Yuan suddenly died down. A thought of "forget it, don't care about him" came to mind again, and she struggled on the carpet for two minutes. She walked over, put her hand on the railing, turned around, put her back on the railing, and looked at it with ease. He: "Why this expression? I owe you money?"
"No." Xu Yan smiled while lowering her head.
Is this a wry smile?
Xiang Yuanxin twitched suddenly, but just now she swore she would never ask him again, and when she was hesitating whether to ask, Xu Yanshi spoke up by herself.
"I have a friend who is in the middle stage of lung cancer. He kept it from me for a long time. Today, Lao Qing couldn't keep it from him before he told me."
"A very important friend?"
"Well. I just met him a month ago."
The sky gradually darkened, and the lights not far away reflected in his eyes, which was unspeakably obscure. She reacted sharply: "Didn't that meeting be very pleasant?"
He lowered his head and put the cigarette **** against the edge of the ashtray, lightly dusted it, and laughed at himself: "Well, there was a fight, and I almost did it."
Xiang Yuan didn't expect him to open his heart to her. This hard-won trust made her lower her tone and asked him in a low voice: "Then how are you doing now?"
Xu Yanshi said: "Lao Qing just told me today that the situation seems to be not very good."
"Have you contacted an expert?" She just wanted to say, if I can't reach you, I can help you.
The sky was getting dark, he looked at the neon lights in the distance, the light in his eyes seemed to be gradually going out.
"Our former university professor helped him get in touch."
Afterwards, he quickly added, "I took a week off to go to Beijing, and I will hand over the project to Lao Qing. When I come back..."
"I'll accompany you back!" Xiang Yuan blurted out suddenly, "My uncle is a lung cancer expert, well-known in Beijing, he has saved many lung cancer patients, not to mention the middle stage, I have seen many late stage patients who are still recovering. It's alive and kicking." Speaking of this, she might feel a little inappropriate, and quickly added, "I didn't mean to say that the expert your teacher found is embarrassing, I just think that with multiple doctors and multiple surgical plans, you can always think of a way of..."
Twilight has completely fallen, the river surface is glowing with stars, and the street lights on both sides of the river are lit up one by one. The lights in the house were not turned on, only a milky white floor lamp at the balcony door was turned on, and the figures of the two were vaguely reflected on the wall, clearly standing one meter away.
But Xu Yanshi's shadow is pressing her down. I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Looking at Xiang Yuanguang's shadow, he feels that it is a man's breath.
She stopped suddenly while she was talking.
Because the cigarette in Xu Yanshi's hand didn't move anymore, he didn't wear glasses today, and those eyes, which are brighter than the moon and cleaner than the breeze, are staring at her firmly and unblinkingly at this moment.
The deep and restrained eyes made her feel numb from the spine to the toes whenever she thought of this scene later.
As if in the next sentence, Xiang Yuan thought he would hear him hoarsely asking, "Why? Do you still like me?"
However, the doorbell rang.
Xiang Yuan came back to his senses in a daze, and subconsciously looked at the wall clock at the door, seven o'clock.
As soon as Lao Qing entered the door, Xiang Yuan bent down and took a pair of slippers for him, "I just moved, and these two pairs were just bought today. They are not your size, so I bought the largest."
As a result, Lao Qing was still young when he got on his feet.
When Xiang Yuan subconsciously looked at Xu Yan on the balcony, the man had just come out with a coat in his hand. The slippers under the black socks were quite suitable. His feet were big but thin, with wide insteps and no flesh. .
Looking at Lao Qing again, his flesh is about to swell, Xiang Yuan wonders, Xu Yanshi is obviously taller than him, doesn't it mean that a man's foot size depends on his height?
"I'll go to the supermarket tomorrow to find out if there's a size up." Xiang Yuan said shyly.
Lao Qing didn't care at all, waved his hands and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's hard to find one that fits me." After finishing speaking, he circled around and called out kindly: "Xiaoyuan, your house Is it a lot of money for a month's rent?"
When Xiang Yuan glanced at Xu Yan subconsciously, would it scare them if he said that he bought it? All I could say was, "Ah, I don't know very well, a friend borrowed it."
"You still have such a rich friend?" Lao Qing was surprised, looking around the room like an old cadre with his hands behind his back, and asked again: "What does your friend do?"
Xiang Yuan began to clean up the instant noodles on the low table, and said nonsense: "I don't know very well, it seems like real estate?"
Lao Qing clasped his hands behind his back and sighed, "It's true that people are more angry than people." Turning his head, he saw Xiang Yuan's half box of instant noodles piled up in the kitchen, and couldn't help saying: "You just eat this It's a thing? A little girl's family is too unhealthy. Don't you know how to cook?"
Xiang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, for some reason, he just didn't want to admit in front of Xu Yanshi that he couldn't cook.
That's why I said casually: "Yes, I've been too busy recently, I just moved and I don't have time to do it, I invite you to eat when I pack it up."
At that time, Xu Yanshi had already sat down on the dining table, the notebook in front of her was stuck on the boot screen, and she was leaning on the seat, looking bored at the night scene outside the balcony. While cooking a housewarming banquet, she subconsciously turned her head and glanced at her, with the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.
Lao Qing is a real person, and without knowing the truth, he agreed, "To be honest, I will just wait for you."
Xiang Yuan didn't answer with a guilty conscience, and slipped into the kitchen with a cup of instant noodles.
Lao Qing was about to sit down satisfied, when the man in front of the dining table said calmly while entering the computer password: "Aside from not being able to eat losses, what else can you not eat?"
Lao Qing was taken aback, I didn't eat your rice, who are you arguing for?
"You can eat even if you suffer a loss," Lao Qing chuckled, leaning back, "It's a blessing to suffer a loss, but where did your colleague and friend come from? Doesn't it seem simple? What do you think her friend is so Dafang gave her the house to live in, wouldn't it be her boyfriend?" Lao Qing said, looking back at the beautiful figure in the kitchen, lowering his volume and muttering softly: "The little girl is beautiful and has such a good temperament, The boyfriend must be rich. She doesn’t like ordinary men, right? This townhouse can be worth at least ten sets of your apartment building. Different people have different fates. How can someone be so lucky to live in a big villa and have a girlfriend? So beautiful."
Lao Qing sincerely sighed: "There are still people who doubt whether the rich are really happy. We can't even imagine the happiness of the rich. How about it, do you regret being young and frivolous?"
"She doesn't have a boyfriend." Xu Yanshi answered irrelevantly.
Xiang Yuan just came out of the kitchen. Lao Qing didn't believe it, so he asked, "Sister, are you single?"
Xiang Yuan pulled a chair across from Xu Yan and sat down, smiling at Lao Qing: "Yeah, why, you want to introduce a boyfriend to me?"
Lao Qing patted the table: "It's not impossible! It's not like there are handsome and rich brothers in my group."
When Xiang Yuan glanced at Xu Yan, he half-jokingly said: "Is there anyone more handsome than him?"
"Difficult, but definitely richer than him."
Xiang Yuan lazily leaned back, and winked mischievously at Lao Qing, "Then what to do, I like those who have no money, but also handsome, my ex-boyfriends are all handsome."
"Ex-boyfriend?" When Lao Qing heard this, he gave up again and again, thinking about it, "That's okay, Lao Xu has never had a girlfriend... He has no experience, no experience."
Xu Yanshi seems to be disgusted...
Xiang Yuan leaned on the chair, suppressed a smile, and was about to say Lao Qing, be more kind.
Xu Yanshi suddenly said, "Have you heard of stupid bird flying first?"