cheongsam boy

"It's related to me?" Song Rin's hand flicked, and he looked at Gu Zhuo indifferently, "What does this mean?"

Gu Zhuo took another teacup to drink tea, and replied with a smile: "It's literally. Do you remember the color of the fabric that we didn't decide on last time?"

Of course, Song Rin remembered it. At that time, the two of them had decided on the pattern and embroidery, but it was the background color of the fabric. Gu Zhuo showed Song Rin several color books, but he was not satisfied.

Whether it is the highly praised Klein blue or the silent glaze blue, in Song Rin's opinion, they can't suppress the gilt hairpin style. The two discussed for several days but failed to make a decision. In the end, they decided to use cloisonné blue for the time being. The fabric made a sample.

Upon hearing this, Song Rin nodded hurriedly, and replied, "I remember."

Just after finishing speaking, Song Rin seemed to suddenly want to understand something, and excitedly leaned forward and asked, "Is there another color card pattern?"

In this world, colors are endless, and Gu Zhuo's several color collections only include the most basic colors in this world.

And Song Rin had very high expectations and requirements for this cheongsam, so that these basic colors could no longer satisfy him, so after the discussion between the two failed, Gu Zhuo promised to find a new color card, and the last two were found. Let's decide again.

Memories are connected with the present, and guesses flashed in Song Rin's mind, and the guesses turned into facts with Gu Zhuo's nod.

Gu Zhuo blew the tea again, and looked at Song Rin through the hazy mist floating on the lens: "Yes, a friend told me that there is a workshop here that makes cloisonné enamel, and they are doing color and enamel. It is innovative in style, I suggest you come and take a look.”

Cloisonné enamel is made by many people across the country, but the most orthodox one is the craftsmanship of craftsmen in Beijing, the place of origin. Song Rin once bought a cloisonne cloisonné enamel bracelet when he was studying in Beijing. Be careful to drop it, but when I think about it now, it is still fresh.

The style and pattern on the top, especially the color inside, are really unforgettable.

His eyes were filled with memories, he raised his head and asked, "Where is that workshop? Can I go and see it with you?"

"Of course," Gu Zhuo readily agreed, "You can go and choose by yourself, and it will save me a lot of trouble."

These words were intended to be a light-hearted joke, but Song Rin was sensitive and prone to overthinking. A few seconds after Gu Zhuo finished speaking, he heard the person opposite him suddenly apologize.

"Ah, this... I'm really sorry, I want you to come here specially for this cheongsam," Song Lin's eyes showed guilt, "I'm too picky, I'm sorry, I just do things like this, I..."

"What are you talking about?" Gu Zhuo couldn't figure out the apology at first, and then he couldn't laugh or cry when he figured it out later. He knocked on the table with his fingers, "Chief Song, relax, I'm not just doing this for your sake." Cheongsam, you know, I am now negotiating cooperation with foreign clothing art companies, and their requirements are extremely high, if I can’t come up with any new patterns later, I will not pass the test if I stay in the same old way.”

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo made another comforting gesture: "So, I also need new color and pattern options, and I can't always show off the same way, you say so."

Gu Zhuo's words always have such a magical power, and the words are accompanied by a jade-like voice, like venlafaxine sustained-release tablets swallowed with water, instantly soothing all your sensitive little emotions.

"That's for sure." The sudden awkwardness disappeared, Song Rin raised his teacup and saluted Gu Zhuo, "Tea instead of wine, I respect you."

Gu Zhuo also raised his teacup and touched Song Rin in the lower part: "I respect you too."

During the collision, the tea soup swayed along the rim of the cup, and the mist swirled out from the vortex. The two lowered their eyebrows and took a sip of the respectful tea.

When he raised his eyes again, the water mist scattered in all directions, and the two were caught off guard, and fell into each other's eyes as expected.

Obviously, they raised their eyes and looked at each other, but for some reason, under the scorching sun in this room, Song Rin had some whimsical thoughts. A burning fire burst into his mind, and he quickly came back to his senses. .

Song Rin looked away uncomfortably, and quickly searched for a new cover topic while covering his fists and coughing.

"That..." Song Rin finally coughed heavily, "That Gu Zhuo, let's eat quickly, the soup in the pot is almost dry."

Compared to Song Rin's fluster during the strong support, Gu Zhuo was as leisurely and careless as ever, as if nothing had happened.

Gu Zhuo put down the teacup, shook his head and said, "I'm a bit overwhelmed, and you may have to deal with the rest of the dishes yourself."

"Actually, I'm quite strong." Song Rin glanced at the table. The two had eliminated a lot during the chat, and there was only half a plate of five flowers left. He pointed, "Let the general give us this plate." It's settled."

Speaking of this, Song Rin immediately added: "The general is the wolf dog just now."

Gu Zhuo glanced down and snorted, "It shouldn't be called a general, but a bandit leader is more or less the same."

Hearing Gu Zhuo's words, Song Rin couldn't hold back his chin and laughed. Gu Zhuo is really contradictory. He is mature and childish, and the two blend together in him. see the light.

Although Song Rin smiled, he didn't want to embarrass Gu Zhuo. He explained slowly, "The general is like this to strangers. I'll take you to feed him later. If he looks familiar, he won't bark at you." gone."

"Cough, there's no need for that," Gu Zhuo coughed unnaturally, "You can just feed it."

Song Rin was surprised by Gu Zhuo's reaction, he really didn't expect Gu Zhuo to be so afraid of dogs, but he thought about it, no one in this world has weaknesses, it's normal to be afraid of something.

After Shun understood, Song Rin put away the astonishment on his face, packed the pork belly in a plastic bag, tidied up his clothes with Gu Zhuo, and went downstairs.

When they reached the stairwell, Song Rin asked Gu Zhuo to wait for him at the door first, and he went to the back kitchen to say hello to Aunt Fang.

Aunt Fang is more fashionable than before. Just looking at her back, Song Rin didn’t recognize her, and the two of them didn’t talk for long. After all, it’s almost business hours, and Aunt Fang is also busy. Besides, Gu Zhuo is still waiting outside. Song Rin simply greets her. After a while, he got up and went back.

Gu Zhuoyuan was poking at the glazed fan on the counter, and stopped his movements when he noticed Song Rin's arrival, and asked sideways, "Can we go?"

Hearing Gu Zhuo's question, Song Rin looked upstairs hesitantly, but just as he was about to look away, Xie Minghan's figure suddenly flashed in.

Xie Minghan changed his clothes, walked down very leisurely, and when he walked in front of Song Rin, he could clearly ask about the heat after bathing.

"Mr. Song, are you leaving after eating?" Xie Minghan smiled decently. After asking, his eyes turned between Song Rin and Gu Zhuo again, "Who is this?"

Although Song Rin was dissatisfied with him, she looked at Tang Yinci's face and said calmly: "This is my friend. I just met by chance. I asked him to go up and eat with him."

"Oh, I met by chance, what a coincidence." Xie Minghan was very eccentric, obviously thinking about it.

Hearing this tone, Gu Zhuo frowned dissatisfiedly, and after thinking about it, he explained: "Song Rin and I..."

"I understand, I understand," Xie Minghan grinned at the two of them, with deep meaning in his eyes, he turned to the back of the counter and took out a small round box, "Mr. In a foreign country, you are exhausted from spinning around every day, and there is no one around to comfort you. Although you are a little anxious, you should use this first, which can relax your muscles a lot."

While talking, Xie Minghan came over and stuffed the small round box into Gu Zhuo's arms indiscriminately, his eyes and words were full of hints: "This is an ointment made from traditional Chinese medicine. Not only is it not irritating, but it is also nourishing. effect, when you use it..."

"Xie Minghan!" Song Rin couldn't listen anymore, and had no intention of maintaining her demeanor, so she directly interrupted with an angry roar.

Song Rin was really ashamed, and he really didn't expect Xie Minghan to be so naive and ignorant that he mistakenly thought that he and Gu Zhuo were engaging in 419, and gave back that embarrassing thing.

Song Rin was so angry that her forehead twitched, she gritted her teeth and said, "He and I are friends, not what you think!"

"Oh, I know it's a friend," Xie Minghan said perfunctorily, "it's a friend."

This picture of a local ruffian really made Song Rin angry and speechless. He wanted to scold someone, but he was speechless several times. Gradually, his brows and eyes became a little tired. It's getting more confusing to explain.

Song Rin took a deep breath, and asked with a tense jaw, "Yin Ci, I have to say hello to him before leaving."

As soon as Tang Yinci was mentioned, Xie Minghan became energetic. He stared at Song Rin vigilantly, and his tone was cold: "Mr. Song is really sorry, you also know that Yinci's health is not good in our family, and he just had a fever again If you feel drowsy, go to sleep first, it’s the same if you have something to say to me, I will tell you.”

Same?Same shit.

Song Rin looked at him coldly, and snorted: "No, I'll call him later and say it's the same, so don't bother you."

After he finished speaking, he didn't want to talk to Xie Minghan any more, so he pulled Gu Zhuo up without any grace, turned around and left.

Song Rin was really pissed off. He just walked out so sullenly along the way that he even forgot to feed the bag of pork belly he was carrying to the general.

I don't know how long he ran away, until he walked back to the back street again, Song Rin came back to his senses, and was surprised that he was still holding Gu Zhuo with his backhand.

Song Rin turned around in a hurry, and just said sorry, but the scene of being caught in the eyes suppressed the rest of the words in her throat.

Gu Zhuo held his hand in front of his chest, and the square box that Xie Minghan handed over just now was being held in his hand at the moment.

Song Rin looked at the round box, recalled what Xie Minghan said just now, and said in shock, "Why is this thing here!"

Gu Zhuo shrugged innocently: "He just stuffed it into my hand."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo squinted his eyes maliciously, took the round box and shook it at Song Rin, teasing him with a smile: "Shall we... open it and have a look?"

22. Bean green