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Kuang Zheng came down from the 63rd floor and called Bao Chan in the elevator.

This time, the top executives of the head office came to listen to the third quarter performance report of the investment banking department. Taking this opportunity, Bai Yinwu strongly recommended Kuangzheng. He just met briefly and said a few words, and Kuangzheng poured a glass of wine for each big boss. Send him out of the reception room, pat him on the shoulder and say: Executive Vice President, there is a show.

Kuang Zheng raised the corners of his mouth, and at the same time felt strange, the bosses came here, shouldn't only Lao Bai be present, why didn't Lao Wang and Lao Fang sit with him?And recently that kid Daishan has been very quiet, remembering what he said last time about the "end", I always feel a little...

"Hello." A strange male voice sounded from the receiver, young and a little low.

Kuangzheng was stunned for a moment: "Where is Baochan?"

"Who are you?"

Kuang Zheng didn't like his tone: "I'm his brother."

"Brother?" The other party was surprised, "What brother, why don't I know?"

Kuang Zheng smiled: "You have to know how many brothers he has?"

"I..." The voice over there was far away, and then Baochan answered the phone, "Brother!"

He was panting heavily, Kuang Zheng frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Practice," while talking, Baochan explained to the people over there, and Kuangzheng vaguely heard that the neighbor's elder brother was kind to him, "Turn somersault halfway through."

Kuang Zheng smiled and walked out of the elevator: "Who is that person?"

"My senior brother."

Oh, it's the senior who said "Senior brother, I feel sorry for you", Kuangzheng said flatly, "Be free at night."

"Why?" Judging from the tone, Baochan was not very happy.

I'm happy, I want to ask you to come out to have fun, Kuang Zheng wouldn't say this kind of thing in the company, when he walked into the office area, he was still the high-ranking v: "If you are free, you will be free."

"I have a part-time job at night..."

Kuang Zheng glanced at his ghostly subordinates, lowered his voice: "Is it more important for me to find you or to work?"

There was a moment of silence over there, "...Okay," Baozhan said reluctantly, one less day's work would mean less income, and his heart ached, "What time are you coming to pick me up?"

"07:30," Kuang Zheng entered Room V, lowered the blinds, "wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, he unbuttoned his suit and let out a sigh of relief.The executive vice president came and went and went back and forth, tossing him for long enough, and finally he was going to turn the clouds to see the moonlight.

For the next whole day, he was a little restless. It was hard to say that it was excitement, but more like anxiety. He didn't know what he was anxious about, maybe it was a sixth sense, and there was always a kind of worry that would never fall.

Arrived at 25:[-], he set off from Wanrong on time, and arrived opposite Cuixihuadu at [-]:[-], Baochan was already waiting by the side of the road with a canvas bag.

Kuang Zheng put down the central control: "Why did you come down so early?"

"I'm afraid you'll be waiting in vain." He got into the car and fastened his seat belt. "There are many policemen on this road, so it's not worth being fined."

"It's okay," Kuang Zheng flashed the left turn signal, and turned the wheel with one hand, "Stay in the building next time, wait for my call."

Baochan nodded: "What's the matter, so mysterious?"

Kuangzheng smiled: "Is it mysterious?" He didn't say it directly, but glanced at Baochan with the end of his eyes, deliberately teasing him, "Can't I ask you out for a walk?"

"I don't want to go for a poor stroll," Baochan saw that he was playing tricks, and took a hand. "You just send me to the Emerald Sun, and I can still go to work for a while."

"Your shift is at 06:30, it's already too late." Kuangzheng knew the details of his life like the back of his hand, and couldn't fool around, "Brother missed your work, so I'll take you to see the sea."

"Sea?" Bao Chan stared wide-eyed, where is the sea?

It happened to be a red light, so Kuangzheng took off his suit and gave it to him: "Take it on and sleep for a while, it's midnight, I'll call you somewhere."

"No," Baochan felt unbelievable, as if any miraculous thing could happen with Kuang Zheng, he was like a magician, omnipotent, "in the middle of the night... shall we go to see the sea?"

Kuang Zheng leaned over and taught him how to adjust the seat, then turned on the bluetooth of his phone, found a collection of Chopin piano pieces, and clicked to play: "Sleep."

Baochan closed his eyes obediently, and was inexplicably looking forward to it. On a busy night, with his best friends, he drove to see an unknown sea. This was a life he couldn't even imagine.

Depart from the city at 07:30, cross the city to the coast where I met the world last time, the whole journey took three and a half hours, and I drove into the beach parking lot just after eleven o'clock, turned off the engine, turned my head to see the treasure, and my face was half buried In the suit jacket, the eyelashes fluttered slightly.

"Are you asleep?" Kuang Zheng asked.

"No," Baochan stuck out his head, "I'm so excited, I can't sleep."

"What kind of corpse are you lying on if you are not asleep?" Kuang Zheng was speechless, "Talk to me for a while, listening to Chopin makes me sleepy."

"I'm afraid of disturbing your driving," Baochan pulled up the seat, "I've heard people say that you can't talk to the driver on the highway, it's easy to be in danger."

"Falling asleep is more dangerous than talking," Kuang Zheng opened the door and got out of the car, went to the trunk to take out the beer and fried chicken bought at the company bar, and slapped the lid on the box, he suddenly thought, "Have you ever been on a highway?"

The sea breeze blew, and Kuangzheng's suit slapped on Baochan's body, as if hugging him tightly: "No," Baochan took a breath of seaside air and said excitedly, "This is the first time I've left the city!"

Kuang Zheng is silent. This person has been living on the lowest consumption line. At the age of 28, he has never been on a highway, and he has never left the city where he grew up. His world is too narrow, which makes people feel distressed.

"I will take you to the Maldives, Hawaii, and the Great Barrier Reef in the future, and let you see the best sea in the world," Kuang Zheng pointed to the sky, the one who sent him a photo last time, "Lyra."

Baochan looked up at the stars, the stars on the sea were like the eyes of a girl, blinking and shining in the sky.They walked to the beach side by side. There was no soft fine sand, no coconut trees and bikinis in the northern sea, but jagged rocks and waves breaking on the rocks, raising white foam and flying over the moonlight like light snow.

The two sat down at a random place, took out the beer and fried chicken, the beer was not cold, and the fried chicken was not hot, they snapped open the cans, touched them lightly, and gurgled to quench their thirst.

"It's so cool," Baochan wiped his mouth, "The sea, beer, and fried chicken are perfect."

"It would be more perfect if the suit is made." Kuangzheng rested his elbows on his knees and looked at him facing the wind, his hair was disheveled by the sea breeze. "I can't make it to this week's banquet. Next time."

Baochan doesn't regret any banquets. The ordinary and poor life has taught him to be content: "There are theaters and suits," he sighed, "I am such a happy person!"

Kuang Zheng smiled, took out his mobile phone, and scanned WeChat while eating fried chicken. He clicked on seventy or eighty Moments notifications, and all of them liked the photo of the porridge pot in the morning. The following various replies:

Okay you, is this going to be settled?

What kind of shit are you? ? ?My wife doesn't even wash the dishes for me!

When will my brother do things? I will be in Norway for the second half of the year and return to China next year!

You hid it really well, so when will you bring it out and meet the brothers?

"What the hell..." Kuang Zheng was dumbfounded, and one of them was his mother, whose head was a budding orchid: Xiao Zheng, my mother's good son!

Kuang Zheng was dumbfounded, and immediately flipped up the photo. There was only a pot of porridge, no rings, no hands clasped together, and no roses. He replied: Can't I cook the pot of porridge by myself?

Baochan came over: "What are you looking at?"

Kuangzheng quickly buckled down the phone, "Oh," Baochan curled his lips, "If you don't let me see it, I won't watch it."

Someone in the circle of friends replied immediately:

No, it is impossible for a person like you to cook porridge by yourself in this life.

No, unless a black swan (1) appears.

No, for the same reason as above.

Kuangzheng got angry, and typed quickly: I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to the Internet to chat about coquettishness!

At this time, there was a rustle, and a person ran over from a distance, carrying two big bags and a bulging backpack on his back, ran to Baochan and Kuangzheng, and knelt down tiredly: "Brother, do me a favor! I'm too late." !"

Bao Chan patted his butt to get up, but Kuang Zheng grabbed him.

Without raising his head, the man took things out of the plastic bag: a large bouquet of roses, a dozen scented candles with thick bowl rims, and several lighters.Seeing that Baochan and the others didn't move, his voice trembled: "Please, life is a big deal!"

Only then did Kuangzheng let go, and Baozhan went over to ask, and it was indeed a confession on the beach. The appointment was at twelve o'clock, and it was already 11:30, and the heart-shaped candle hadn't been lit yet, so he quickly called Kuangzheng to help.

It was dark, and the sea breeze was still strong. The boy was a chatterbox, and he babbled while holding a candle: "I flew back from Melbourne, but the plane was delayed, and I vomited three liters of blood!"

Baochan didn't have much to say to the stranger, so he replied, "Oh."

That person was probably nervous, and he kept on talking endlessly: "We are in a long-distance relationship, and there are so many people chasing him. If I don't make a move, I won't necessarily let some bastard abduct him!"

"Long-distance relationship," Kuang Zheng bent over and lit a candle, lit it, let the wind blow it out, lit it again, and let the wind blow it out, he became irritable, "It's time to cheat or cheat."

"Dude, I'm here to propose." The man threw away two lighters, sweating on his brow, "As soon as he agrees, I'll take him to Melbourne tomorrow, don't let anyone else worry about it!"

Kuangzheng was noncommittal, but at this moment Baochan was pulling him from behind. He turned his head and saw a person coming from the parking lot. It was dark and he couldn't see clearly, but it was definitely a tie floating on his chest.

"Brother," Baochan wondered, "it must be his girlfriend, this one is too tall."

"..."

As the people got closer, Baochan saw the gender clearly, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

It was also the first time for Kuangzheng to come across a gay proposal. He whispered into Baochan's ear: "Haven't you never seen it? God specially asked me to drive two hundred kilometers here today to ask you to meet me."

He was too close, his ears were itchy, Baochan shrank his neck, grabbed his hand and turned to leave.

"What's wrong?" Kuang Zheng asked.

"They're the ones," Baochan looked back, and under the moonlight, two grown men stood facing each other, "it's not normal."

It was a very embarrassing marriage proposal. The candles were extinguished, the backpack was thrown on the ground, and the plastic bag was blown all over the ground by the wind. The talkative boy took out the ring from his trouser pocket, knelt down on one leg and said something, and then, they Hugging each other, lips seem to touch each other... Baochan quickly turned his head away, and the man shouted from behind: "Hi! Thank you!"

Baozhan stubbornly ignored him.

The boy shouted again: "I wish you happiness too!"

Baochan paused, and suddenly let go of Kuangzheng's hand.

(1) Black swan: refers to the time of destructive small probability.