cheongsam boy

There was a lot of traffic in front of the Golden CBD Building. Song Rin looked at the time, and it was one minute before five o'clock. He immediately stepped on the accelerator and stopped firmly in front of the main driveway of the building at five o'clock.

Not long after, as the revolving door of the building turned, a slender figure followed.

Song Rin stared at the figure intently, his palms were sweating slowly due to tension and excitement, the warm air floated, and with the opening and closing of the car door, Shen Muxiang squeezed into the car.

Song Rin took a greedy sip, but the smile remained on his face. He looked at Qiao Heng and asked, "Are you hungry, let's eat first?"

"Okay, but don't go out to eat." Qiao Heng fastened his seat belt, looked up at Song Rin, "Grandpa is back, and Aunt Gui has prepared a large table of dishes, and specifically told me to grab you to clean the dishes today."

As soon as he heard that Mr. Qiao was back, Song Rin raised his tone in surprise. His eyes were a little stunned: "Grandpa Qiao is back? When did it happen? Why didn't I hear anything about it?"

"The day before yesterday, you came back with me." Qiao Heng pointed to the steering wheel, indicating to drive first, "The old man wanted to inform you, but I thought you must have locked yourself in a small dark room, so I didn't let you go." .”

Listening to Qiao Heng's words, Song Rin's hand for shifting gears paused, but then he covered it up calmly. He forced his eyes to fall on the path ahead, pretending to be casual.

"I just go into the small black room during the day, and it's not like I don't come out at night." Song Rin turned around and drove to Qiao Heng's house. I'll go out and drink with you."

Neither Song Rin nor Qiao Heng likes to drink, but Mr. Qiao is a heavy drinker. It was okay to hold the position of the first chief, and he dared not let alcohol lose his mind, but since he stepped down from that high position, That's really drinking more and more year after year.

Not only that, the old man also likes to pull people to drink. Every time Qiao Heng couldn't stand it, he pushed Song Rin out, which really made him a lot of shields.

Hearing Song Rin slightly complaining with a childish temper, Qiao Heng nestled in the chair and laughed loudly: "Then I can't help it, good brother, I'm exhausted these days, you can help me block it."

Qiao Heng didn’t know why in recent years, the more he lived, the more he went back. He always liked to call Song Rin “brother and shame him.” I can't go down.

Song Rin looked at his squinting rogue, and couldn't laugh or cry: "You are just playing a rogue."

Qiao Heng was noncommittal to the laughing and scolding, he stretched his waist, and asked lazily: "Are you still used to it after returning to China?"

"Very good," Song Lin slowed down the speed a little, and he asked back, "How about you? How long are you going to be back this time?"

Qiao Heng changed into a comfortable position: "About a week or so, I'll go back after the supervision is over and they will review."

When Qiao Heng said this, his tone was lazy, as if he was chatting casually. If Song Rin hadn't asked Li Yuan before, he might be taken there by him.

Thinking of Li Yuan's meaningful words, Song Rin's mind was full of thoughts. He frowned and grabbed the steering wheel tightly. He was silent for a while, and then hesitantly asked tentatively.

"Why did I send you here this time? Usually, the vice-presidents come here for such things?"

Hearing Song Rin's question, Qiao Heng sighed slowly. He turned his head to stare at Song Rin for a while, looked at the tip of his nose that was sweating slightly due to nervousness, and sighed helplessly.

"Why do you always think so much?" Speaking of this, Qiao Heng knew that Song Rin had noticed it, so he stopped turning the corner and said calmly, "What's wrong with me coming here, my brother is here, I'll come and take a look Not yet."

As soon as the words fell, he might feel that his tone was a little rushed again, and he slowed down his tone during a pause: "Besides, I don't come back specifically to see you, you can figure out how many years I haven't come back, this just happened I can save a lot of money if I return to China at public expense.”

Qiao Heng's excuse was really lame. How could Chief Qiao be short of the two air tickets? Why did he return to China? Why did he become the person in charge of the review?

It is impossible not to be moved, but at the same time, more complex and contradictory emotions linger in Song Rin's heart, which makes it impossible for him to resolve and relieve.

On the one hand, he was moved and enjoyed Qiao Heng's concern for him, which let him know that he had a place in Qiao Heng's heart; but on the other hand, he was also annoyed by this, and he didn't want Qiao Heng to treat himself as Look at the child who needs comfort as a child, especially, as a younger brother who needs care.

Song Lin lowered his eyes and clenched the steering wheel tightly, his emotions surged under the cover of his eyelashes, but just as he was silently brewing, Qiao Heng's cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.

After Qiao Heng glanced at it, he picked it up, listening to the casual tone, but the words carried an irresistible force and sharpness.

It's completely different from Cai Jian and Song Rin's lazy conversation just now.

Song Rin slowed down, and secretly glanced at the rearview mirror. Qiao Heng, as he remembered, was especially treated by the years, and there were only fine lines at the end of his eyes caused by a smile.

Song Rin's eyes traced the face on the mirror, and slowly walked across the bridge of the nose and lips, but when he was about to go down, he was dazzled by a flash of light.

Qiao Heng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, moved around, and the hand holding the mobile phone broke into the twilight, and the wedding ring on the ring finger reflected the dazzling light.

This light shattered all Song Rin's thoughts that he shouldn't have. He hurriedly looked away and increased the speed of the car suppressing all kinds of emotions in his heart.

The person on the other end of the phone talked quite a lot, and Qiao Heng's phone call ended almost at Qiao's house.

Song Rin turned the car into the alley, and asked casually, "Who, how could you talk for so long."

"An electronic board engineer." Qiao Heng turned off the phone, "Ask something about the US stock market."

Qiao Heng has stock assets in foreign countries, and he invests quite a lot, and he has a clear understanding of the inside. At least among the insiders Song Rin knows, those who want to buy US stocks will basically consult him first.

Song Rin responded understandingly, without asking any more questions, turned his head to look at the road conditions in the exterior rearview mirror, and after confirming that no one was there, he parked the car sideways and into the parking space.

"Xiao Rin," Qiao Heng watched Song Rin's movement of undoing his seat belt, and said slowly, "This engineer is quite nice, may I introduce you two?"

Song Rin shook his hand as he unfastened his seat belt, and looked up at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

The words were too sudden, Song Rin lost his composure and didn't hide his emotions, the shock and sadness in his eyes stabbed Qiao Heng's eyes like a poisonous bee's tail needle.

Qiao Heng lost his expression, stepped back and leaned against the wall of the car, and said with a smile: "Why do you think I'm worrying about meddling in your affairs?"

"No," Song Rin also realized that his emotions were released, he adjusted his expression following the movement of taking off his seat belt, and pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Why did you suddenly think of me, it's not like you to be a matchmaker like this. "

"You have the nerve to say it," Qiao Heng smiled and put away the phone, "Jiaojiao is about to go to junior high school, you really don't need to be in a hurry."

Speaking of Jiaojiao, Song Rin's mood eased a little, and he smiled: "That's your daughter, no matter how long she grows, it's something you should worry about, and it has nothing to do with me."

It is impossible for Song Rin not to understand the meaning behind the words, but Qiao Heng also knows his attitude by pretending not to understand like this.

In the past, Qiao Heng might just let him fool around like this, after all, he is still young and has a lot of time to take his time.But it's different now, Song Rin is 36, and he is about to run away, no matter what the reason is, he can't just go like this.

Qiao Heng was a little annoyed, and his addiction to cigarettes also increased. He cleared his throat and said, "Your old man called me last time... Well, don't look at the unpleasantness of the incident at the beginning, but he still remembers it. Looking at you, you asked me many times on the sidelines."

These words were really beyond Song Rin's expectation. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Qiao Heng with sparkling eyes full of disbelief.

When Song Rin came out with his family, Grandpa didn't almost interrupt Vitex, but after several months of persuasion from all parties and Song Rin's own softness, he reluctantly brought it over.

For so many years, Grandpa's attitude is as if Song Rin has no orientation at all, and he doesn't mention this matter at all, and Song Rin will not step on the thunder point to say it.In his vision, things like sexual partners should be deliberately forgotten as before.

But now Qiao Heng said...the impact of these words on Song Rin was so great that his mind buzzed for a long time, and all the past flashed before his eyes like flying snowflakes.

Like the afterimage of a broken butterfly, ignoring the years when it disappears.

15. Yuan Qing