Chapter 137: sequelae

Chapter 137: sequelae

After receiving the picture of Xue Ye, Yuan Zhan did not seal it in the bottom of the box, but hung it in his office. Now he spends more time in the company than at home. He likes the artistic conception in "For You", Especially like myself who likes to walk in the snow, or just a microcosm of lonely people like them.

The painting skills of "I love cooking" are very good, and the brushwork is not bad.

After receiving it, Yuan Zhan praised his work with five crosses, but the reply "I love cooking" was still relatively deserted, but Yuan Zhan understood that it was because he was shy and shy, but in fact the person on the other end didn't know what to do. He felt that if he didn't send him paintings in the name of "I love cooking", he would probably only receive the word "thank you".

There is still a gap between them because of those unbearable memories.

The protection consciousness formed over the years has wrapped Yuan Zhanqi like an iron bucket. It is imperative that Yan Jingxi needs to gradually break down the thick and sturdy earth wall that separates him from Yuan Zhanqi.

I love to cook: as long as you like.

The old driver: I have hung it in my office.

I love to cook: then I will draw you something else next time I have time.

The old driver who is stunned: Mmmm.

The two didn't communicate much, but Yuan Zhan also understood that "I love cooking" must have a busy career, and it was very good to be able to take time to paint for him. He didn't want to think too much about why the other party kept sending him gifts For lunch, I will give him a painting overnight. He was afraid that after thinking about it, the answer he got would embarrass everyone, or destroy the balance and tranquility of the moment, so be it.

Yan Jingxi actually knew that with Yuan Zhanqi's intelligence and wisdom, he might have discovered something or guessed something, but since he didn't mention it, he didn't need to mention it himself. He liked to walk at a slow pace, so he walked with him.

They are all giving themselves a chance.

Yan Jingxi and Yuan Zhan are not characters who talk about love and love every day. Emotional exchanges as strangers only account for a small part of their current lives. It is the end of the year, and meetings and year-end summaries are waiting for them. It is very rare to find time to eat and go to the bathroom.

A day is very short, everyone can't wait to break themselves into three people to use, it is too busy.

Yuan Zhan is also a bit haggard in recent days. Every day he goes to sleep at one or two in the morning, and goes out to the company at seven or eight in the morning. In addition, he has to attend various banquets.

No, he was dragged by Fu Lingyun to a charity dinner again.

Today's Yuan Zhan is also a hot new entrepreneur, and he is still single, and many aunties are eager to introduce him to boyfriends.

That night, Feng Jiaqin was pulled over by his aunt, and he must be allowed to meet the new entrepreneur Yuan Zhanqi.

What five good young people, positive and progressive, barrister, simply...

Feng Jiaqin almost died of embarrassment after hearing the aunt's introduction in front of her boss.

Fu Lingyun also sat aside. He didn't know why her son was holding back his smile. She cleverly found an excuse to drag the sister away.

When they were far away, Yuan Qi covered her stomach, lowered her head and shook her shoulders and laughed: "Hahahahaha..."

Feng Jiaqin sat across from his face ashen: "Is it really good for you to laugh at your old classmate like this?"

Yuan Zhan couldn't stand upright with a smile: "Hahaha, I didn't expect Aunt Zhou to be your aunt."

Feng Jiaqin: "My mother died early. My aunt has always regarded me as her son. Now she is idle and doesn't care about kissing her son, so she drags me everywhere on blind dates every day."

Yuan Zhan: "Then you're really lucky. Your aunt loves you a lot, hahaha, it's just that she, the matchmaker, didn't know the relationship between the person being introduced. I laughed to death."

Feng Jiaqin: "..." He also knew that Yuan Zhanqi had someone in his heart, and they couldn't be together at all. If they were laughed at, they would be laughed at. What does it matter? Maybe if he stayed by Yuan Zhanqi's side for a few more years, the two of them would become? Anyway, he doesn't have anyone he likes right now.

After laughing, Yuan Zhan looked serious. Now that he's all sitting together, he might as well talk about work. He also wants to be a black-hearted boss who oppresses employees.

When Yan Jingxi walked into the charity party, before he had time to prepare for Yuan Zhanqi to say hello, he saw a strange man sitting next to him, and the two kept their heads down and chatted non-stop.

It's just a charity party, what's there to talk about.

Leaving aside those company bosses who wanted to stick with him and recommend him, Yan Jingxi squeezed onto the leisure sofas of Yuan Zhan and Feng Jiaqin. He was not in a good mood, so he finally made up his mind to give Yuan Zhan space to think, but now he has given others a chance to take advantage of it. Do you want to change the previous strategy?

After sitting down, Yuan Zhan asked him naturally, "Why are you coming to the charity party?"

The tone and attitude were normal, and Yan Jingxi felt a little more relaxed: "I just happen to be free." He also showed up when he learned that Yuan Zhanqi would come.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for a short period of time, someone introduced Yuan Zhan to a partner.

Yuan Zhan moved his position to make room for Yan Jingxi, who was elated but concealed it very well.

Yuan Zhan also saw a bit of exhaustion on Yan Jingxi's face. It was very hard to manage a room. He usually flew around in the air most of the time. Of course, emotional matters should not be put on the surface, let alone let outsiders see jokes. .

He and Feng Jiaqin talked about the same thing at work.

Yuan Zhan: "Have you been busy recently?"

He didn't mean to introduce Feng Jiaqin to Yan Jingxi, and he didn't know whether it was an old classmate or a colleague.

Yan Jingxi sat next to him, but there was a small gap in the middle: "I just came back from Germany yesterday, and the state took the lead to discuss a cooperation project."

Yuan Zhan: "It's really good."

Yan Jingxi smiled slightly, with a bit of exhaustion on his face, and naturally changed the subject: "Well, who is this?"

Yuan Zhan is still relatively strict in defining the relationship between people, and he limits Feng Jiaqin to his colleagues.

He put it nicely: "My colleague, Feng Jiaqin, is also my high school classmate."

However, Feng Jiaqin's words had another meaning in Feng Jiaqin's ears. Yuan Zhanming clearly restricted their relationship from going one step further.

Yan Jingxi: "So it is, it seems that you were talking about business just now."

Yuan Zhan: "Well."

Yuan Zhan and Feng Jiaqin both tacitly did not mention the little farce just now.

Feng Jiaqin felt that his aura did not match the aura of the two of them, so he made an excuse to leave, leaving only Yuan Zhan and Yan Jingxi here.

Yuan Zhan held the juice in his hand and said nothing.

Yan Jingxi also stared at his fingers, not knowing how to speak. Before the meeting, he had a lot to say, but after the meeting, he found that he wanted to say too much and didn't know where to start.

At this time, soft music played on the dance floor, and men and women walked to the dance floor one after another.

Yuan Zhan turned his head to Yan Jingxi and said, "I want to go back."

Yan Jingxi said, "Well, I'll be with you. I have something to say to you."

Yuan Zhan didn't want to guess anything, turned to Fu Lingyun, who was chatting HIGH on the other end, and told her that she had left beforehand.

Fu Lingyun also saw Yan Jingxi and said ambiguously, "Do what you like and what you can stick to."

Yuan Zhan understood, he was a little moved, and hugged his mother: "Thank you, mother."

Fu Lingyun patted him on the back: "but you can't suffer."

Yuan Zhan chuckled: "It's not as exaggerated as you think."

Fu Lingyun: "Hey, I'm old, so I don't want to care about you young people, let's go, it's really annoying."

Yuan Zhan left with a smile. In fact, he was not walking alone, with the support of his family behind him.

When he turned around, Fu Lingyun thought to himself that his son smiled like a child who got candy. It's good that he hasn't seen it for many years.

Yuan Zhan and Yan Jingxi left one after the other, which still attracted the attention of many people present. Those who knew them didn't know that the two were a couple, and the divorce was probably just a quarrel.

Has anyone ever seen divorced and often tired of being together? I think they are more intimate than before the divorce. I really don't understand how the handsome guys fall in love, a new way of love?

They went home directly. The charity party was in a five-star hotel, a little far from where Yuan Zhan lived. He came by car, but the weather was cold and Yan Jingxi was there, so he didn't want to drive by himself at all. Aware, Yan Jingxi asked the driver to help him drive the car to the parking lot downstairs of his house.

The driver drove away, Yuan Zhan sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

The road was clean, but there was a thick layer of snow on both sides of the road.

Yan Jingxi was engrossed in driving, and Yuan Zhan didn't disturb his concentration.

Near the end of the year, the traffic police were checking cars on the road, and every passing driver asked for a breath test to see if they had been drinking.

The two quickly ended the test and passed directly.

Suddenly a big truck was driving in the opposite lane. Yan Jingxi's legs tightened. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and dared not move. There was also a lot of sweat.

Yuan Zhan has found out that Yan Jingxi is wrong: "Yan Jingxi, what's the matter with you?"

Yan Jingxi's breathing began to be rapid. He put his head on the steering wheel and shook his head: "It's okay."

Yuan Zhan put his hand on his forehead, all sweaty: "I'm sweating, it's all right, you get out of the car, I'll drive."

The traffic police outside also seemed to see something was wrong, took a step back, made way for Yan Jingxi, and gave him a hand.

Yan Jingxi's legs were a little weak, and he was supported by the traffic police.

Yuan Zhan had already got down from the passenger seat, with a nervous expression on his face: "What's the matter?" He helped Yan Jingxi, "Did you suddenly feel uncomfortable and ate the wrong thing at night?"

Yan Jingxi still shook his head: "...I'm fine, just take a rest."

Yuan Zhan recalled the big truck he drove just now, and already had the answer in his heart.

He made his decision: "I'll take you back."

Yan Jingxi: "It's really okay."

Yuan Zhan looked at him with a blue face and got a little angry: "Now I have the final say."

Yan Jingxi twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled weakly: "Okay."