stubborn stone

Chi Yan walked to the underground garage like a ghost. "Excuse me, Mr. Shi, right?" Standing beside him was a man in his 40s who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.At this moment, Chi Yan just wanted to abandon his identity as "Xiaoshi", shook his head, and walked forward with his head bowed.The man took a step forward to stop him, and Chi Yan shrank suddenly as if he had been stimulated by something.But the man stopped, and said politely: "You don't have to be afraid, it's just that Mr. Qi wants to invite you to take a ride together." After a long period of silence, Chi Yan's voice became hoarse: "Thank you for his kindness. I I came here with the car in the store, so I have to drive back." "You don't have to worry about that," the man said, although his tone was respectful, but his attitude could not be refused, "We will take care of it, the only thing you need to do now is to go to car."

The back door of the shiny black car was half-opened, like a beast that wanted to eat people.Chi Yan opened the door slowly, met Qi Shoulin's gaze, immediately lowered his eyes, couldn't speak, just lowered his head and got into the car, and only dared to sit by the door, as if exhausted but still Sitting with my back straight and my hands on my knees, I dare not lean on it.The car quickly drove onto the main road.Qi Shoulin sat on the other side, actually staring at him the whole time.The light of the street lamp and the shadows of the trees alternately formed light and dark on Chi Yan's face. His lips were tightly pursed and the corners of his mouth were drooping. His eyes stared blankly out of the window, as if he was enduring some great grievance.

Not cute at all, not good looking.Qi Shoulin thought, but in the end he "forced" him to do something beyond his job, so he said, "Although it's the first time, but...it's a good job." Chi Yan's body trembled almost invisibly, and he put it on his knees His upper hands unconsciously clenched into fists, as if trying to resist the unexplained trembling.

If he could shed some tears at this time and say "President Qi, I feel so sad... You clearly promised not to let me get hurt...", even if he looked at himself aggrieved... he would definitely "big "Send mercy" gave Chi Yan a rare comfort.

But the head with the short stubble didn't turn around, it was still hanging down, showing a yellow-gray color under the light outside the car.Although the voice is very soft and hoarse, it does not contain a crying tone. "'Tungsten Gold'...hope it doesn't put you to shame."

Yes, his obedience and his patience are all based on working for "tungsten gold".In order to recover the "loss" that the client has suffered, Chi Yan has to do it.

Qi Shoulin's eyes, which obviously showed a trace of tenderness, also turned cold, and he stopped looking at him.

Sure enough, it was ugly and hard like a stubborn stone.

What was it that fascinated me so much that I wanted to take him back tonight for a moment... Qi Shoulin began to judge himself, just like he used to review his work. "Xiaoshi" doesn't meet my criteria for choosing a foster partner at all—it has to be beautiful, doesn't need to be too clingy, and it's better to have a smart mind and be able to read words, otherwise it's too tiring to get along with, and it's too troublesome to separate.And this person seems to be unable to find anything to sell.

Chi Yan intends to return directly to "Wungsten Gold", and they will know about Wen Yan's escape sooner or later.Instead of procrastinating, it is better to face it now.

The secretary sitting in the front row was about to follow Qi Shoulin's instructions before getting into the car, catch up with Chi Yan after he got off the car and walked a little further, and gave him Qi Shoulin's business card.But was stopped by Qi Shoulin: "No need." Secretary Wu was surprised, Qi Shoulin changed his mind quickly this time: "Unfortunately, this is one of the rare phone numbers that can directly contact you." How many people dream of this ivory white business card.Qi Shoulin reached out and took back the business card, holding it in his hand.Secretary Wu is more than ten years older than him, and has worked together for many years. The two of them are not so particular about etiquette in private, "I don't deserve it."

Qi Shoulin took one last look at "Little Stone" standing in front of the door of "Tungsten Gold", that black and thin figure seemed to be preparing the courage to step into the door.Qi Shoulin knew a little bit about the rules of "tungsten gold", and Wen Yan couldn't escape him if he ran away.Even..."Xiaoshi" might have to stay here for a long time.

But what does this have to do with me?

"Let's go." Qi Shoulin stopped looking at him, and seemed to let go of something in his heart.

Why should he pick up a stone if he is surrounded by gold and jade?

After several days of excruciating anger, I finally built a little frame of the story in my mind.The story is still very long, you can continue to follow hahaha.

I feel that my writing habits are rather long-winded. Even though I only thought about some rubbish in my mind, I still used my thin writing to pave the way for so many things.Because compared with directly driving the car to the face at the beginning (of course it is also very cool), I seem to prefer the progress of the integration of soul and body, and I think that the physical relationship between the characters can be better reflected after there is a certain emotional foundation. There is no love-hate entanglement.For example, it is clearly in doi, but it can still make people feel wronged, resentful, sad... With these "side dishes", the "main dish" will be more delicious.

Thank you to several salted fish friends who have been giving likes and comments. I don’t know how everyone sees it now?I don’t seem to know how to write about the cool and tyrannical attack and the beautiful and strong or soft and waxy cute shou. I often imagine that the shou is mostly ordinary people with no outstanding characteristics, so it’s still a bit of a read. Chai, sorry.

At first, I just wanted to share my hobby (xingpi) with everyone, but I am flattered that there are more than 40 collections.

Also, it turns out that likes and comments are the author's greatest motivation.This sentence is true.