breeze blowing

It was the first time for Shen Ziyi to participate in such a top-level salon business gathering. There were not many people who were really in power, but there were quite a few famous ladies and such. Naturally, it was not because of Shen Ziyi, although Shen Ziyi was good everywhere and had a good reputation in the circle. It's not bad, but seeing his face that looks like a smile but not a smile, no one can be happy. Naturally, there is no relationship with women. Those women are naturally discussing the young master of the Feng family, Feng Yuan. This Feng Yuan and Shen Ziyi have seen it a few times. This time, I always felt that he was a playboy who talked and laughed loosely, but that person seemed to get along with everyone, he was kind when meeting others, and he was kind when talking to Shen Ziyi.

"Hey, I think you don't want to work hard on that soil turtle. I asked him just now and guess what he said?" A girl A said to a girl B.

Girl B asked in a reproachful tone, "What?"

"I asked him how to get back, and he actually said to take the subway. I asked him why he didn't drive. Guess what he said? He even said that he is now doing business with his classmates and hasn't bought a car. You say it's ridiculous, this poor man To even come to this kind of party is beyond my control," Girl A said contemptuously.

Her voice was not too low, and many people around her could hear her clearly, including the person he called "Turtle".

The cropped boy in the white shirt just smiled and left helplessly.

Shen Ziyi raised his head and looked at female A. She had a tall figure and an outstanding appearance, but it was a pity that "there is nothing but gold and jade, but there is nothing in it".

The man mentioned by woman A was actually introduced by Shen Ziyi. He is a doctoral student who has just graduated from Huada University. guy".

Shen Ziyi unconsciously looked at the person who was being discussed just now, but found that the person was having a good time talking with others, and carefully looked at the person sitting opposite him, that person was indeed Zheng Ling.

"Tch, why is this guy here?" The curiosity that had just surged up in my heart was instantly extinguished.

Shen Ziyi quickly turned his head away, pretending he didn't see it.

Amidst the commotion, Shen Ziyi looked into the crowd, and he really saw Feng Yuan, the slightly dissolute son of the Feng family, surrounded by a group of women, chatting easily.

He sat bored by himself, taking a sip of the red wine in front of him from time to time.He didn't want to come, but he couldn't disobey the old man's wishes, but according to his temper, attending such a small gathering was really useless to him.

The people here are more or less of some status, he doesn't care about others, so naturally no one will show a hot face to stick a cold butt, not to mention he is still a tainted "illegitimate child" in the eyes of those people.

The person in front of him was sitting in front of him, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the wine-red cuff, and when he looked up, it was indeed Feng Yuan. Although in the eyes of others, he was like a star, but in Shen Ziyi's place , but he was an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary.Shen Ziyi glanced at him and asked, "Is uncle okay?"

The man then said, "Why did you ask me this as soon as I came here? It hurts my feelings. Why don't you say something else?"

"There is nothing to say. If you want to ask Kimura, I have nothing to say."

"You are so boring, we can't talk about anything other than Kimura, really!"

"Is there anything else to talk about?" Shen Ziyi looked at the person in front of him coldly, "It seems that Kimura and his doctor boyfriend have traveled somewhere recently."

"What are you talking about? You can play wherever you want, as long as Xiaomu is happy." Feng Yuan said this in a low voice, but his expression was a little unnatural. "Or the original one?"

"Hmm" was the answer.

"Then I congratulate them." Feng Yuan said grinningly, "Drink slowly, have you seen that person over there? Let me tell you, he is a character." Feng Yuan glanced at a man with long hair covering half of his face, wearing a Wearing a black hat, a pair of black sunglasses, and a strange man in oversized clothes, the man couldn't see what he looked like, and his actions seemed a little weird, but he just sat on his seat with no expression on his face.

Shen Ziyi looked at him inadvertently, and the moment his eyes met, he felt an inexplicable chill, which he had never felt before, and he also thought in his heart, no matter who he is, he will naturally recognize him when he is useful.

Thinking of this, he picked up his glass and continued to drink.

It seemed that a hand was placed behind his back, Shen Ziyi was a little curious about this rude behavior, wondering who was so bold, but he was a little curious.

Turning around, he saw that troublesome face, but at this moment, that face with sharp lines became a little serious.

"Mr. Shen, hello," the other party said politely.

"Yes," Shen Ziyi replied casually.

"Are you a friend?" Feng Yuan on the other side asked, "Then I won't bother you guys chatting anymore." Shen Ziyi had already seen that he was absent-minded looking at the woman across from him, so he said "hmm" in an adult beauty

Zheng Ling immediately replaced Feng Yuan's vacated position.

"Isn't it boring to drink here alone? I'll drink with you." After finishing speaking, he really brought a bottle of wine, and at first glance, it turned out to be white wine.

Shen Ziyi felt a little strange, who would bring his own liquor when going out?So weird.

"It's weird." Zheng Ling said with a smile, "It's a habit, sometimes it's better to be drunk and not remember anything."

"I don't drink this." Shen Ziyi refused coldly.

"Are we friends now?"

"No"

"A colleague?"

"Nor"

"what is that?"

"Contractual relationship" After Shen Ziyi finished speaking, he didn't feel a trace of strangeness flashing in Zheng Ling's eyes.

What a familiar word, didn't he have the same "contractual relationship" with Xiao Shan many years ago?

Everything seems to have changed now, names, identities, and the circumstances of the two of them. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that nothing has changed, not friends, not colleagues, just a contract, simply without a trace of ties.

"I thought it would be different after we have known each other for so long, but nothing has changed," said pretending to be sad.

"Look at you melancholy, why don't you learn how poets compose poems?"

"I thought it would be one of your permanent pets?" Zheng Ling said with some regret.Shen Ziyi naturally knew that he must be referring to the time when he teased Zheng Ling last time and caused him to be entangled in a python and almost died.

"Like being a pet so much?" Jokingly said, "But I don't like pets like you, it's meaningless at all."

"What do you like?"

Shen Ziyi glanced at the weird man wearing sunglasses and said, "That man is like that", and deliberately showed a somewhat cold smile after speaking.

"Forget it, since Mr. Shen doesn't like it, it's fine, just treat it as my own passion." Zheng Ling teased, "But that person may not like Mr. Shen's little tricks, tsk tsk"

The two of them chatted one after another, and no one would have thought that the two of them were once in conflict.Chatting and chatting actually felt very speculative, and they could catch up with a few words. Neither of the two of them would have thought that one day they would have such a relaxed and happy chat.

"How about I buy you a drink?" Zheng Ling suggested.

Shen Ziyi originally wanted to refuse because - he almost never drank alcohol.Even if sometimes he and his clients have to drink, there are always people rushing to drink for him.Besides, his stomach is not very good. The doctor always told him to pay attention to his diet and drink less, so after thinking about it, he really didn't drink much, but he really didn't care.

After thinking for a while, the word "good" came out of his mouth. In fact, he was not very familiar with the person in front of him, let alone a friend, but he couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

Both of them walked away from the salon so easily that no one noticed.

The two chatted a lot, and gradually they became less restrained, and Shen Ziyi also lost his usual cold and arrogant look of avoiding strangers. Although he still spoke freely, he was much more normal after all.

Shen Ziyi didn't dare to drink too much, although he felt that the person in front of him would not be bad for him, but he was used to being cautious, and although his words were a little more relaxed, in fact he still didn't "indulge".

Zheng Ling drank one cup after another on his own, automatically ignoring the fact that the person in front of him didn't drink much.Seeing his appearance, Shen Ziyi felt that he was a bit hypocritical. After all, he had been with the bald people for a long time, and he was actually very envious of their unrestrained freedom.

He picked up a cup and brought it to his mouth.

"You have a bad stomach, so you can't drink too much." It was Zheng Ling who reminded him.

"Drink a glass and you won't die, I'm not that hypocritical" After drinking a glass of wine, I realized that the alcohol was really strong, but I regretted it.It's fucking hot!

Zheng Ling watched this scene, and said in surprise, "You really can't drink, why are you disobedient?" But he thought in his heart, sure enough——I don't like to listen to other people's words.

It seemed that he didn't hear what Zheng Ling said, and he seemed to have another drink inadvertently.His face was still pale, and there was no change in sight.

The second cup felt much better than the first.

……

I don't know when the person in front of me fell down. Zheng Ling looked at the fallen person, "If you don't let you drink, you have to drink. Can you be like me? I'm not drunk after a thousand cups." But it was buzzing.

Some wobbled and walked forward, "I haven't had a drink in a bar, you used to be drunk after a little drink"

Shaking it vigorously, the man said something in his mouth, and then remained motionless again.

"Master Shen, wake up." Knowing that the man was almost drunk now, he still pretended to say it.

"Who are you?" Lost consciousness, but still stubbornly cautious.

"I am Zheng Ling"

"Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling..." He murmured the name several times, as if trying to remember it firmly.

"Why did you help me last time?"

"Last time? Which time did you say that?"

"You...for my father's funeral, why did you speak for me?"

Zheng Ling smiled, watching the head that had been lying down just now slowly lift up.

"It's nothing." Zheng Ling smiled wryly in his heart, "If it wasn't for you, others would be the same. There will always be a day, so I can't blame you."

Shen Ziyi had an expression of relief, not knowing what to say.

They are all drunk and not honest, Zheng Ling thought to himself, but bursts of sourness appeared on his nose, and the dusty past was blowing away before his eyes like the wind...