Yan Gou

Compared with Jiang Bailu, Cengo's expression on his face was not so friendly. It was more like a layer of black-grey stained by the exhaust of trucks passing by, and the flowing air-conditioning overflowed from the inside and outside.

The signal light at the street crossing turned from green to red. Jiang Bailu and Liang Xie stood at the entrance of the restaurant, watching the man across the street turn around and explain a few words to the company subordinates who were also in suits and shoes, and then left them and walked straight across the zebra crossing.

When he walked up to the two of them, the spring-like smile on Jiang Bailu's face appeared in his mind for a second, and suddenly he felt that he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. On the head of the big stupid dog wagging its tail at Bailu's feet, a cold question fell on Jiang Bailu's head and face: "Who allowed you to bring my dog ​​out without my permission?"

Jiang Bailu pursed his lips, his pretty eyebrows drooped, and he apologized very consciously: "I'm sorry."

Cen Ge was speechless by his apology, and subconsciously felt that seeing his low-browed and pleasing appearance made him angry, and the only thought that floated in his mind was to lead him back, press him on the bed and take a good rest Lesson learned.

Liang Xie at the side glanced at the faces of the two of them respectively, and suddenly interjected, but his eyes were looking in Cengo's direction: "Mr. Cen, do you still remember me?"

Cengo's thoughts suddenly stopped, and he frowned calmly, "You are?"

Liang Xie said respectfully, "I am Teacher Xu's student."

Cengo glanced at him, then nodded with a cold and distant expression.

Liang Xie withdrew his gaze, glanced at the big dog obediently clinging to Jiang Bailu's calf thoughtfully, and said to him with a smile, the nickname he gave him when he and Jiang Bailu fought on the living room carpet when he was a child: "Silly bird, you and Mr. Cen also know each other?"

Jiang Bailu glanced at him calmly, but nodded calmly in front of Cengo, and even jokingly said, "Mr. Cen hired me to help him raise a dog."

Liang Xie talked to him for a while, and finally left first because he had something to do that night.During this period, there was no mention of driving Jiang Bailu home again.

It wasn't until the back of the other party disappeared from sight that Cen Ge sneered at Jiang Bailu, "You're very leisurely. Today I went out for dinner with top actresses in the entertainment industry, and tomorrow I went out for dinner with top students from Beijing University."

Jiang Bailu squinted his eyes in the gentle night wind in early spring, and said with a slight smile in his voice, "Although my college entrance examination results were a mess, I still have friends who were admitted to Beijing University."

"You think I'm an idiot?" Cengo exposed him with a serious face, "Will friends come to the couple's restaurant for dinner?"

Jiang Bailu looked up at his dark handsome face, blinked at him, and spoke softly and slowly, at first glance, it sounded like an intimate complaint, or a serious statement of facts, like a sudden White snowflakes fell lightly on my heart, slowly melted into water, and penetrated into the depths of my heart: "Who made you not want to eat with me."

His voice paused, half genuine and half false, half smile half sincere, "I've grown up so much, I haven't sat in a couple's restaurant to eat yet."

Cen Ge looked slightly startled, but quickly returned to normal, and said with a sneer, "Did your ex-boyfriend take you to a couple's restaurant?"

"No." Jiang Bailu shook his head, seemingly helpless and resigned to his fate, and sighed softly, "After all, he is poor."

Cengo: "..."

The man looked at him strangely and complicatedly.

Under his gaze, Jiang Bailu curled his lips, curled his eyes slightly, raised his hands as if admitting defeat, and said honestly, "Okay, I'm joking. Liang Xie is my father's blind date for me." Object, the restaurant where we met was also chosen by him."

After he finished speaking truthfully, he saw that Cen Ge's face became more gloomy, and he squinted his eyes in extreme dissatisfaction, "Jiang Bailu, how many of your ten sentences are true?"

Jiang Bailu was stunned, "You—"

He parted his lips slightly and spat out a syllable, but was interrupted by Cengo impatiently, his voice was deep, and he even gritted his teeth faintly: "It's the first fucking time you meet a blind date, he calls you by your nickname ?”

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He explained: "Silly bird is not my nickname."

Cengo sneered, looking at him as if he was looking at a dying person in the water, "Up and down, what else can it be if it's not your nickname?"

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He didn't argue any more, just knelt down and rubbed the big dog lying silently at his feet, looking around, then raised his face, staring at Cengo with his black eyes for a moment, and made a sudden sound Ask: "Do you know my nickname?"

Cengo glanced at him with no extra expression on his face, "Why? I can't know?"

As if weighing his words, Jiang Bailu said slowly, "I'm just curious, how did you know?"

Cengo's eyes flashed a trace of stupefaction, but soon sank into the depths of his amber eyes.The man didn't change his expression, he just said concisely: "Listen to what Song Tang said."

Jiang Bailu raised his hand to his chin and laughed, "I have a good memory."

What answered him was a big hand on the back of his collar, and a force that pulled him up and forced him to let go of the hand around the big dog's neck and stand up.

Cen Ge brought the man in front of him, and reminded him with displeasure: "Don't think that if you change the subject, this account can be written off tonight."

Jiang Bailu asked Shang Cengo's indifferent amber pupils, "What account?"

After asking, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "If you mean my blind date with someone else tonight—"

He pursed his lips, his pupils were as clean as a bend of clear and quiet shallow water.Candid and innocent, neither naive nor calculating, "I just don't sleep with anyone else while I'm in bed with you. Like you said, we're not in a relationship, tonight It can't be counted in the scope of our verbal agreement."

After Jiang Bailu said this, he recalled inappropriately that he was also selected into the school's school debate team when he was in high school, representing the school to participate in the nationwide youth debate competition.At that time, he was standing on the arena, and when he spoke, he was half quoting scriptures, half making unreasonable nonsense, and his eloquent and eloquent speeches silenced the opponent's debaters.

Today, many years later, he is standing on the side of the busy street, looking at the handsome man whose face is not worried or even gradually turning frosty, but he does not have the joy and vigor that surged in his heart when he stood on the debate stage back then. One hot.

It was like the result of getting along and testing many times for several days, and finally got the chips piled high in the last round of the casino.And he can only be like a desperate gambler in a casino, closing his eyes and giving it a go, struggling to add a fire to the pyre.I don't know what I can wait for, whether it is a raging flame that suddenly sprang up, or a dry pyre that cannot be rekindled when the sparks are extinguished.

Jiang Bailu's face was calm and gentle, but his eyes were black and shiny, as if he turned a blind eye to the man's sharp and cold gaze, "What's more, it's your unilateral request that you can't sleep with other people. I like you, so I will obey your request." Request. If I don't like you anymore, then such a verbal agreement is nothing."