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Song Wenran didn't often appear with Bai Chong on these occasions. Bai Chong knew that he would be uncomfortable, so he never forced him.

Today, when Wen Wenyao followed the director to pick up Bai Chong, the first thing he saw was Song Wenran behind Bai Chong.So when the director said hello to Bai Chong, he was in a daze beside him. He didn't even greet Bai Chong, and asked Song Wenran directly: "Are you back to work?"

Jian Qinyue, who also followed the director, bumped into Wen Wenyao lightly, signaling that he was not very polite.

But Bai Chong thought it was okay, he said to Wen Wenyao: "Wen Yao, take care of Wen Ran later, so that he won't feel uncomfortable."

When Bai Chong said this, except for the few people involved, everyone present was a little stunned.

The director was the first to react, and he told Wen Wenyao: "Have you heard what the dean said? Don't be in a daze." Then Bai Chong was invited in first.

As the heroine of today's dinner, Jian Qinyue had no choice but to follow Bai Chong in, but before leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Wen Wenyao and Song Wenran beside him.

After everyone else had left, Song Wenran said to Wen Wenyao, "That was your girlfriend just now?"

Wen Wenyao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Who told you?"

Song Wenran said, "Dean Bai told me."

Wen Wenyao felt a little baffled, "Dean Bai specially brought you to see my ex-girlfriend?"

Song Wenran nodded.

Wen Wenyao recalled what Bai Chong told him to take care of Song Wenran before, and he looked at Song Wenran suspiciously: "Don't you think he treats you a little better? I have studied with him for several years, and I have never seen him treat anyone so cared for."

Song Wenran followed his topic and asked, "What kind of person do you think he is?"

"What kind of person?" Wen Wenyao didn't understand why there was such a question. "He is just a teacher. We get along for study and business. I really don't know what kind of person he is in private. Why do you ask this question?" ?”

However, before Song Wenran could answer, Liu Chong came out of the private room and urged, "Wen Yao, what are you delaying? The director told you to come in quickly!"

Wen Wenyao had no choice but to say to Song Wenran: "Go in and sit down first."

There are two big round tables in the private room, and Bai Chong has already sat down with the company of the director, and the seat is at the table inside.

Today the heroine is Jian Qinyue, and Wen Wenyao, her predecessor, was automatically promoted to be the leading actor. The director raised his hand to beckon him to come over quickly, and assigned him an empty seat next to Jian Qinyue for him to sit.

Bai Chong said at this time: "Wen Ran, sit down next to Wen Yao."

After he finished speaking, other people didn't understand what was going on. Jian Qinyue was the first to notice the unusualness. She said to Wen Wenyao, "Why? Why don't you introduce me?"

Wen Wenyao had no choice but to pull Song Wenran over, and said to colleagues in the department: "Let me introduce, this is my younger brother Song Wenran, and he is now driving for Dean Bai."

Some of them knew that Song Wenran was Bai Chong's driver, some didn't, but no one knew that Wen Wenyao and Song Wenran were brothers.Everyone was a little stunned for a while, and the director was the first to react and said, "Then Xiao Song, come and sit down next to your brother. Don't tell me that we don't even know that Xiao Song and Wen Yao are brothers? "

Song Wenran smiled politely, regretting appearing on such an occasion with Bai Chong.

Wen Wenyao patted him on the shoulder, "Come, sit next to me."

Exquisite dishes were served, and red wine and white wine were also poured into exquisite small wine glasses. The meal always started with everyone holding up the wine glasses, and Song Wenran mixed in and only brought a cup of tea instead.

Except for the moment he first came in, he didn't receive too much attention soon. Although he was Wen Wenyao's younger brother, and it seemed that Dean Bai took special care of him, he was just a driver after all.

Only Liu Chong, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help asking him a few words: "I only heard that Wen Yao has a younger brother named Wen Hao. Have we never met?"

Song Wenran said without concealing: "I probably haven't seen it. Our parents divorced, and my brother and I have been separated since we were young."

Suddenly, Liu Chong nodded and said, "So that's how it is." This was a difficult topic to talk about, so Liu Chong turned his attention to Jian Qinyue.

Returnees, beauties, and a young talented ex-boyfriend, Jian Qinyue is a very topical character, Liu Chong drank a few more glasses, and couldn't help but start talking about Wen Wenyao and Jian Qinyue's boyfriend when they were studying at the dinner table. The talented and beautiful girl said that they were a couple that the whole academy was jealous of.

Jian Qinyue kept smiling decently.

Wen Wenyao didn't say a word, only Song Wenran who was sitting next to him noticed that he was a little unhappy.

"Wen Yao," the director sitting diagonally across from him suddenly called his name.

Wen Wenyao stared at a red lighter on the table in a daze, but he didn't react immediately. Jian Qinyue and Song Wenran, who were on his left and right, pushed him lightly at the same time, and he raised his head and said, "Huh?"

The director probably also noticed his absent-mindedness, but he didn't blame him, just said: "You and Qin Yue have been together for so many years, male and female are unmarried, I don't think the breakup is complete, it's better to get back together earlier and have a child Come back and intervene in my heart."

Before Wen Wenyao responded, Jian Qinyue lowered her head and smiled.

Wen Wenyao couldn't refute the director, and he couldn't face Jian Qinyue in public, so he could only smile along with him, raised his glass to toast the director, "Why do you think I need to wait until I have a baby to intervene, I can do it now."

The director hurriedly picked up the wine glass to touch him, and said, "Of course not. Let me get married and have children first."

When Wen Wenyao finished drinking and sat down, Song Wenran asked him in a low voice, "Is it okay?"

Wen Wenyao nodded, raised his hand and wiped his lips.

Song Wenran wanted to order something for him, but when he raised his head, he saw the rotating tray on the dining table turn half a circle, turning a bowl of millet porridge in front of him.

Bai Chong was opposite Song Wenran, tapped the tray lightly, and then looked at him.He served this bowl of porridge. Seeing that Song Wenran didn't eat much tonight, he wanted him to drink some porridge to fill his stomach.

Song Wenran glanced at Bai Chong, then at the bowl of millet porridge, and reached out to take the porridge down.

Bai Chong smiled in satisfaction, just in time a young man came over to toast him, and he picked up the glass and drank it generously.

Song Wenran took a sip of the millet porridge in silence, and then he remembered to add vegetables to Wen Wenyao. He put a piece of soft boiled lettuce into Wen Wenyao's bowl.

Wen Wenyao didn't notice the small movements between Bai Chong and him, and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

After the meal was finished, the group sent Bai Chong out first, until they got him into the car.

Bai Chong drank some wine tonight, and after getting in the car, he unbuttoned his collar first, wanting to relax a bit.

Song Wenran concentrated on driving ahead.

Bai Chong asked him suddenly: "What do you think of Jian Qinyue and your brother?"

"I don't know," Song Wenran said frankly, "Do you feel that my brother is not in a good state tonight, and it doesn't look like he still has more love for her?"

Bai Chong said, "I haven't, I've been watching you all night."

Song Wenran glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and remained silent without answering.

Bai Chong supported his chin with his hands, but under the drive of alcohol, he wanted to tell Song Wenran a lot. He said, "You said today that I am indifferent, can you tell me, why do you look at me like that?"

Song Wenran hesitated for a moment, and said: "From the very beginning when I met you, I felt that way, and after getting along for a long time, I thought it was my illusion, but after you told me about your previous relationship experience, I began to feel that way again. "

"The first time we met?" Bai Chong frowned and recalled, but his head was a little dizzy. He said, "Is it the time I met you at school?"

Song Wenran said, "No, it was at your house."

Bai Ziqi was so bold that he tied him up and locked him up in Bai's house. Song Wenran still remembers Bai Chong's reaction when he saw him.He felt that Bai Chong was too calm, whether he was facing a stranger who was hurt innocently, or his son who broke the law, he always acted as if he was out of the situation.In the end, Bai Chong chose to apologize to him and give him benefits to prevent him from calling the police, but in Song Wenran's view, he was still indifferent as if he was dealing with a business.

Bai Chong recalled the situation at that time, he said: "At that time, you were still a stranger to me."

Song Wenran shook his head, "The indifference I'm talking about is not your attitude towards me, but your own feelings are very indifferent. To Bai Yangyu's mother, to Bai Ziqi's mother, to your two sons."

Bai Chong took a deep breath slowly, and said, "Wen Ran, do you know that not everyone in this world is full of emotions and enthusiasm. Most people live in this world just step by step, study, work, marry and have children. .If a person loves his job very much, and loves his wife and son very much, then his life will definitely be very happy. I also hope to be such a person, or I should say that when I was young, I thought I would To be one of those people, unfortunately I am not."

Song Wenran couldn't help asking him: "Do you not love your job or your wife?"

Bai Chong replied: "I can't say whether I love my job or not. It's just a means of earning a living. However, when I choose this job, I want to do my best; as for my wife, I can't tell you." Whether I love her or not is just a matter of meeting the right person at the right age, and at that time, I thought marriage was a life experience that everyone must go through, so I chose to marry her."

Song Wenran said: "Then why don't you try your best to be the best husband and the best father?"

Bai Chong said in a low voice: "Because work is my own business. I read many books and constantly hone my skills. It will always improve. Even now that I do administrative work, I go to study management and figure out how to talk to people. I The more you can do the better. But a family is a matter of two or three people. Sometimes you are pushing hard but the other side is backing away. In the end, you will wonder if you are pushing in the wrong direction, and you don’t know what you should do. .Just like the relationship between me and you now."

Even though Bai Chong didn't admit it, he knew that what Song Wenran said was not wrong, and his emotion was a little indifferent.Of course not to Song Wenran, but to everyone.Before meeting Song Wenran, he had been married once and had two children, but he had never experienced what it means to be in love with others. Even in the face of Song Wenran, he was tempted by him and liked him so much, but he did not love him. To be crazy like crazy.

Calm and restrained, Bai Chong doesn't need to remind himself of these words all the time, they are firmly engraved in his mind, allowing him to maintain a distance from others.

When Song Wenran fell silent, Bai Chong felt a little sad. He asked Song Wenran, "What kind of person do you want me to be?"

Song Wenran replied: "I don't know, you are who you are, and you shouldn't be what other people imagine."

Bai Chong said: "If I say, I am willing to pay for you no matter what?"

He said this very lightly, as if he was not speaking to Song Wenran, but to himself.He is already forty, and his career is stable in middle age. He always thought that this would be the case for his whole life.He didn't expect that in these years, he would meet someone who made him want to ignore the fanaticism. To be honest, it was too scary. He was afraid that the fanaticism would eventually disappear, and his soul would also be extinguished.

Song Wenran sent Bai Chong home.

After getting out of the car, Bai Chong suddenly felt dizzy when the wind blows, and the alcohol made his stomach churn, so he leaned against the car door to rest for a while.

Song Wenran walked around in front of him and asked, "Are you all right?"

Bai Chong suddenly grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

Song Wenran looked at him, finally broke free and said, "Shall I take you in?"

Bai Chong shook his head, and said to Song Wenran, "Go back to rest early." Then he stood up straight and walked slowly towards the front of the house.

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After Bai Chong left, the rest of the department quickly dispersed.

Before leaving, the director stopped Wen Wenyao and said to him: "You are responsible for sending Qin Yue home."

Wen Wenyao glanced at Jian Qinyue beside him, and nodded.

Both were too drunk to drive and were only able to flag down a taxi.

After Wen Wenyao got into the car, he asked Jian Qinyue, "Where do you live now?"

Jian Qinyue told the driver an address.

The radio in the taxi was on, playing soothing music, Wen Wenyao leaned back in the chair, a little drowsy.

Seeing him with his eyes closed, Jian Qinyue didn't speak to him all the way, until the driver suddenly asked if it was in this direction when turning a corner, Wen Wenyao opened his eyes as if awakened by a start.

"My house is coming soon," Jian Qinyue said.

Wen Wenyao nodded his head when he heard the words, and managed to pull himself together.

"Wen Yao," Jian Qinyue called his name, "I'm sorry, I was too willful back then."

Wen Wenyao didn't speak.

The driver stepped on the brakes and slowly stopped the car on the side of the road.

Jian Qinyue opened the door and got out of the car. She stood outside the door and looked at Wen Wenyao for a while, then said softly, "See you tomorrow." Then she closed the door and turned to leave.

Wen Wenyao's expression didn't change at all, he sat listlessly, told the driver his address, and then closed his eyes again.