Song Song

The next day, Zhou Yubin's car stopped downstairs at Lin Xiaosong's house.

Lin Xiaosong came out of the corridor, the dimples on his cheeks twirling with laughter, wearing a mid-length orange down jacket, a color that most people can't control, but he wore it just right, making his complexion soft and fair.The whole face was half buried in the black woven scarf, obedient and pretty, the small mole on the tip of the nose was exposed in the air, from a distance, Zhou Yubin seemed to smell the sweetness of plum blossoms.

At this time, winter plums in Beishi should be competing for beauty.

Zhou Yubin was fascinated by the sight, and a few encounters were enough for him to capture the charm of this person.

Most men love this style, not because he is so beautiful, nor because his eyes are so seductive, but because he always has a clumsy look that cannot be concealed, but his face is like a peeled egg. The time, neutralizes the roundaboutness, which is extraordinarily pleasing to the eye.

"Hello, Uncle." Lele greeted him.

"Hello." Zhou Yubin leaned down and touched Lele's head deliberately, then walked around from the front of the car to the rear door, and opened the door for the father and daughter, "Let's go, I'll take you to Yichuan today."

Lin Xiaosong was a little cautious: "Didn't you say that there are friends going?"

"They drove by themselves first." Seeing him reserved, Zhou Yubin smiled and comforted him, "It's just a few customers and friends. It's Chinese New Year. Let's invite them to play cards in the hot spring over there. Let's get in the car."

When the car left the urban area, it got on the expressway. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, there were many people visiting relatives and relatives, and the road was congested, so the speed of the car had to be reduced and followed behind the car in front.

Zhou Yubin picked up a bag of snacks on the co-pilot and handed it to Lin Xiaosong, his eyes still fixed on the front, "It will take a while, I should not be hungry yet."

Lin Xiaosong received it: "It's so easy to get hungry, the buns I ate in the morning are still filling my stomach."

But Lele interrupted: "But I'm hungry."

Zhou Yubin laughed loudly.

Lin Xiaosong smiled from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes flickered: This person is actually quite easy-going, not as serious as he looks on the surface.

Zhou Yubin said: "My little niece threw the things in the bag on the car. You can see which ones are edible, and give the little girl a stomach first."

Lin Xiaosong taught his daughter: "Say thank you uncle."

Lele said with a small voice, "Thank you uncle."

Without waiting for Lin Xiaosong to choose, Lele squeezed out a piece of chocolate, tore it open and threw it into his mouth, smacking the taste: "Father, you can eat too."

"You eat, Dad is not hungry." The temperature in the car was high, Lin Xiaosong untied the scarf and put it in front of his waist and stomach, looking sideways at the scenery in the suburbs.

This stretch of mountains, with dead tree branches covered by white snow, is quiet and distant.

Zhou Yubin suddenly said, "Have you been to Yichuan before?"

Lin Xiaosong turned his head and glanced at Lele first. The little girl was eating a biscuit, "I haven't been there. I haven't been out of the city much since I came to Beishi."

Zhou Yubin asked casually, "When did you come to Beishi?"

"The year before last, but I stayed here for a few years a long time ago, and I like it very much. In the future, if I have the conditions, I would like to buy a small house in Beishi." After speaking, I was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "A house with an area of ​​[-] square meters. , I can still afford it by saving money, I only live with two people, twenty square meters is enough."

In his life, he is most afraid of being misunderstood by others, misunderstood that he is greedy for money and covet other people's houses, the shadow of six years ago may not be able to get rid of in this life.

Zhou Yubin didn't pay attention to any houses, but was quite curious about Lin Xiaosong's experience, "I really didn't expect you to come to Beishi several years ago, you don't look very big."

Lin Xiaosong secretly blamed himself for talking too much, but he didn't want to hide it. He always treated people sincerely: "I will be 27 after the new year, and I go to work early."

Zhou Yubin understood. Although he hadn't asked the other party's occupation, he could almost guess the general idea in a few words.

On the way, Zhou Yubin's friends called to ask him where he was, and they were already there.

"It's coming soon, there's not much traffic now, and it's estimated to arrive in 10 minutes or so."

"The little beauty is coaxing over?" There was more than one voice on the other side.

Lin Xiaosong heard it, felt a little uncomfortable, and turned his gaze out of the window.

Zhou Yubin hooked the corner of his mouth: "What nonsense, hang up."

He glanced back from the rearview mirror and explained calmly: "I told them yesterday that I wanted to bring a friend over, and they asked if it was pretty. I said it was pretty. I was just joking with them. care."

Lin Xiaosong's eyelashes trembled, and he said generously: "It's okay, I brought my family here with me, your friend won't think about it."

"You don't mind, as long as those people talk straight, you get used to it after staying with them for a long time."

When he arrived at the place, Lin Xiaosong realized that Zhou Yubin's so-called clients and friends had come with him. Including him and Lele, there were 9 people in their group.

One of my friends is a boss named Yang, who looks about 40 years old, with a female partner who looks less than 20 years old, the type of pure little Jasmine, who also dresses up like a girl next door, but it is unbearable when she opens her mouth.

The voice is too sweet, with a bit of a Taiwanese accent, but Huahu is not an anti-dog, and the imitation is not in place, it sounds like a big tongue.

Lin Xiaosong paid attention to her intentionally or unintentionally for a long time, and Little Jasmine finally caught his gaze, and her peach eyes swept over lightly.

"Who is this person?" She asked, grabbing Boss Yang's arm.

Lin Xiaosong hurriedly looked away, pretending to look around.

The two whispered for a while, and Little Jasmine covered her mouth and laughed, and after laughing, she slapped Boss Yang's arm hard, and said in a coquettish voice, "I hate it."

Boss Yang put his arms around Little Jasmine's waist, and pinched her sensitively.

The rest of the people played with their mobile phones, chatted and chatted, and they were already used to these two public behaviors.

The rich and powerful old bacon has no shortage of beautiful young girls around him.

Lin Xiaosong lowered his head to talk to Lele, the little girl had never been in contact with so many strangers at once, she was very shy, grabbed his father's hand, and whispered that she wanted to go home.

No matter how Lin Xiaosong coaxed her, Lele always looked like she was about to cry.

Zhou Yubin guessed the psychology of the villain, and said to everyone: "I have booked all the hotel rooms, let's go to the hotel to play, there are mahjong and poker, and you can soak in hot springs in the room, and you can also use spa."

The group of people said a few polite words and walked towards the hotel.

Zhou Yubin stayed behind and waited for Lin Xiaosong, "I was fine when I came here, isn't your little girl afraid of strangers?"

Lin Xiaosong looked at Lele and said worriedly: "She has been like this all the time. When there are too many people, she will make a fuss to go home."

"Take it out to play more, and you won't be afraid in the future. Children have a process of gradually adapting to the outside world."

"Yes." Lin Xiaosong bent down and picked up his daughter, with a helpless tone, "Let's go, little crying bag."

The two walked behind, Lin Xiaosong asked Zhou Yubin while there was no one around, "Is that girl next to Boss Yang his wife?"

"That's the little wife outside, and he has another one at home." Zhou Yubin wrote lightly.

This tone sounds like it is stating a trivial matter. Indeed, in the eyes of these people, it is quite normal to keep one outside.

Lin Xiaosong's face was slightly startled, and he said in embarrassment: "This person is really not good."

"His wife knows it all, so she can't control it."

"Then why don't you get a divorce?"

Asking this question, others will only think it naive. Zhou Yubin raised an eyebrow and said calmly: "It's not that easy. His wife owns shares in his company, so it is very troublesome to divorce. They started from scratch in Shenzhen together. Came to Beishi and started a company."

Lin Xiaosong shifted the focus: "Shenzhen is so easy to make money?"

Seeing his innocent appearance, Zhou Yubin was in a delicate mood: "Why, you want to go too?"

Lin Xiaosong lowered his head, was silent for a while, and said, "I have a friend who also does business there, but I haven't contacted him for many years..."

Thinking of Liu Yanglai, Lin Xiaosong felt an unspeakable emotion surging in his heart, and when he smacked it carefully, it was a sour taste.After so many years, he still admits his death, thinking that if he hadn't been fooled by that rich man back then, maybe Liu Yang would have been with him now.

A group of people who were about ten meters away from them stopped and turned around to wait for the three of them. Lin Xiaosong felt a little sorry, and jogged over with his daughter in his arms.

The awkward running posture caught everyone's attention, teasing Zhou Yubin for finding something interesting.

Of course, these words were said behind Lin Xiaosong's back.

Go to the hotel lobby, register and check in.

Boss Yang was the first to see the person approaching from the side, strode forward, and handed over a hand, "Director Chu, long time no see, you are here to soak in the hot spring."

Chu Yi shook hands with him politely, and paused his gaze on Lin Xiaosong for a while, "It's just a holiday, come to play with friends."

"It was thanks to your help that my father-in-law was hospitalized last time, and you refused to accept that little care."

Chu Yi glanced at Lin Xiaosong indiscriminately: "It should be, you won't be rewarded for nothing."

"Then," Boss Yang's eyes scanned Chu Yi and the others, "you play, let's check in first, see you later."

The two shook hands again, and Chu Yi said succinctly, "See you later."

While rubbing shoulders, Chu Yi didn't look at Lin Xiaosong, instead, his eyes fell on Zhou Yubin for a second, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he was insightful about the world.

"Who is it?" one of them asked.

Boss Yang said: "A doctor from the Provincial People's Hospital, last time my father-in-law's operation was performed on his hands. Not to mention, this doctor is really courageous. My wife has gone to several hospitals, and no one dared to do it. Her father had surgery, and asked a friend to find him there, and without further ado, he gave a treatment plan in the afternoon. For such a big operation, my father-in-law's head is only so small."

Boss Yang made a gesture.

Little Jasmine stroked the broken hair in front of her forehead, she didn't say anything at first, but later, to annoy Boss Yang, she deliberately said, "I think he looks pretty handsome."

"Handsome has a purpose, so," Boss Yang pinched Little Jasmine's slender waist again, "little girls like you have shallow eyelids."

Little Jasmine coquettishly said: "It wasn't you who praised people to the sky just now, the old man on the left and the old man on the right, I'm tired of hearing it."

There is heating and hot water in the hotel. Behind the green bamboo screen is an independent hot spring pool, full of hot air.

"You and the little girl are playing here. There is a change of clothes in the closet. They are playing mahjong in Lao Yang's room. The room number is 1018. There are three missing one. If you are bored later, you can go there for a walk."

Lin Xiaosong said yes: "I'll look for you later."

"I called a delivery person for you, and I will open the door for them later."

"Thank you."

As soon as Zhou Yubin left, Lele stopped crying. She was more curious than timid. She pointed to the steaming soup pool and asked with a flushed face, "Daddy, can I take a bath in it?"

"Yes, but you have to be obedient." Lin Xiaosong looked around the room, and with a glance, he found that Zhou Yubin's cell phone had been left on the imperial concubine's couch, probably when he took off his coat just now.

Lin Xiaosong picked up the phone and told his daughter: "Stay here and watch cartoons, don't go out, don't let anyone knock on the door, dad will come back later to give you a bath."

Lele nodded obediently: "I see."

Lin Xiaosong closed the door and went out, and walked along the corridor in the order of room numbers. The corridor was bright and dark, and the ink paintings of Miaoshou Danqing could be seen on the walls on both sides.

Suddenly, room 1009 opened, and a person walked out, holding a laptop with one hand.

Lin Xiaosong turned a blind eye and was about to pass by, but as soon as he lifted his foot, the man's other hand wrapped around his wrist, "Songsong, we shouldn't be so estranged."

The tone of voice is neither urgent nor slow, and the voice sounds low and deep, and the emotion in it cannot be discerned.

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Thank you for the soft grenade!Thank you mobs for the mines!