best day

Four hours of high-pressure meetings are exhausting.

Zheng Luolai waited for all the employees to walk out of the conference room with the materials, and then leaned against the table with his chin propped up for a while.

After a moment of trance, he took out his phone and looked at the text message again.

Thinking of the awkward expression that Dewey might show if he said this himself, he couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, a phone call came in.

When Zheng Luolai saw the name clearly, his expression instantly returned to calm, and then he said, "Big star, why do you think of me?"

Chen Lu's unique magnetic voice rang with a smile in his ears: "I went to have dinner with Dewey today, and I haven't heard from you for a long time. Why are you so secretive?"

Zheng Luolai rubbed his sore temples, but said insincere words: "I've already found a new love, why are you still thinking about it?"

"He left quietly last year, when will he come back?" Chen Zhilu ignored his nonsense.

Zheng Luolai smiled: "Hey, hey, why do you, a foreign devil of American imperialism, really think that you are a Beijing citizen? When you come back, what you said is quite smooth."

Chen Lu said: "I have long been a Chinese family member."

Zheng Luolai paused for a moment and asked, "...have you been in contact with him?"

Chen Lu replied bluntly as usual: "No, we haven't seen each other again."

It's just that in his tone, there was a hint of disappointment helplessly.

Chen Lu sighed again: "If he doesn't need me and doesn't want to think of me anymore, I won't force him anymore."

With an indifferent mood, Zheng Luolai recalled the stubborn boy Chen Lu fell in love with like crazy, and then hummed: "The ghost is obsessed."

"Are you telling the truth that you don't plan to go back to live in Beijing?" Chen Lu changed the subject in a timely manner.

Zheng Luolai didn't lie to him: "Well, I will do business in New York from now on."

He considered him a friend at first, and Chen Lu didn't think there was anything wrong when he heard the words: "Then you just say it, Dewey always said how to wait for you to come back, just now asked me to ask you, what a mess Mysterious."

Zheng Luolai smiled: "He is so obsessed with me, I am ashamed to break his heart."

"... Seriously, are you okay?" Chen Lu asked sensitively.

Zheng Luolai still had a cynical tone: "What can there be?"

"Don't hurt him." Chen Lu said softly, and then said: "I understand, I will leave Beijing when the contract with the entertainment company expires, see you then."

Zheng Luolai exchanged some pleasantries, then hung up the phone.

How strange, since when did Chen Lu become so polite?

The little boy in the past who didn't care about anything, didn't speak politely like an adult, didn't care about the good or bad of others, and didn't care about others' feelings.

Can falling in love once change so much?

In fact, Zheng Luolai never thought of loving anyone in his 20 years of life.

Of course, he never thought about changing his casual to empty life for someone else.

-

Living alone is very free and comfortable, but the most fatal shortcoming is that people have no desire to eat.

No matter how energetic you are, it is impossible to spend at restaurants every day, let alone invite strangers to your home every day.

When I am bored looking at the takeaway menu, I always lose my appetite in the hungry.

For example, Zheng Luolai, who rarely gets off work early, didn't go to the bar to play because of stomach pain, and lay on the sofa for half an hour at home without thinking about what to eat.

Later, I didn't know which string was wrong, and suddenly I remembered the taste of white porridge.

——This is the only dish that he and Du Erhuo have developed together.

After washing the rice and lighting the fire, Zheng Luolai was waiting in the kitchen boredly to eat, when he was startled by the sudden loud ringing of the notebook outside.

He hurried over, only to see that it was Dewey who kept sending video requests.

After connecting, the screen flickered, and then Ermeng's face brushing her teeth appeared.

Dewey was stunned for a moment, and in a panic ran to rinse his mouth with the toothbrush, and then rushed back and shouted: "You actually immigrated to the United States! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Zheng Luolai played with the gadgets next to the computer, lowered his eyelashes and said, "You don't understand what happened to my family."

He was the only one in Dewey's dormitory. It is estimated that the classmates had already gone to class. This guy showed a bewildered expression and said nothing for a while.

That's right, when a friend I was so familiar with left the city where I lived together, I would definitely want to wait for him to return.

Who knew it had been so long, and unexpectedly heard that my friend would never come back, my mood is naturally very delicate.

Zheng Luolai knew very well in his heart that the reason why he left abruptly was because he didn't want certain things to get out of control.

"Stop meddling in the east and the west, you are interested in anyone's gossip." Interrupted pretending to be relaxed.

Dewey raised his head after hearing this, and said inexplicably, "My mother is making sauced pork ribs today."

He also said: "My puppy became a father last month, and now I have two dogs at home, which is fun."

Then he said, "The bar at the corner of Houhai has been replaced by a bookstore."

Then said: "The Italian pizza you took me to eat is [-]% off this week. I invited several classmates to eat it."

"...You are not interested in these, are you?" Dewey scratched at the short hair that no longer looked like a little monk, and smiled awkwardly: "I had a good time the day before, but you suddenly I said I was going to the United States. Later, I asked you many times when you would come back, but you didn’t give me a good answer. If Chen Lu hadn’t told me that you immigrated, would I still be waiting for you to come back from a business trip? The business trip is too long...it turns out that the business trip will last for decades." Zheng Luolai didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything.

Dewey glanced at the camera, feeling very depressed: "I'm not asking for your gossip, I just treat you as a friend, I really don't understand why you don't just say it? I think I treat you very well, but in the end I even have a formal farewell You don't want to waste time with me."

Zheng Luolai didn't like to see him looking downcast, so he couldn't help but say, "Wait for me to celebrate the New Year..."

"Forget it, I won't bother you in the future." Dewey finished speaking suddenly, and cut off the video call without hesitation.

When Zheng Luolai called again, this guy actually turned off his phone.

-

What is the plan?

It means that people seriously think about everything they want to do in the future, so that they can move in the desired direction accurately.

What is out of control?

It's just that people don't know why they have embarked on a path they never thought about, and they don't know where to go to do what.

These are two very different states.

They are intertwined and skillfully combined to form something called destiny.

In fact, how often do we have plans?Or is it often out of control?

On earth is plan necessary?Or is it important to be out of control?

Is planning tiring?Or is it easy to regret being out of control?

These questions are really as unpredictable as fate itself, and there will never be answers.

-

After more than ten hours of turbulence, when he got off the plane again, Zheng Luolai's footsteps were a little vain.

He carried his simple luggage as usual, put on sunglasses and walked into sunny Beijing.

The street scene outside the taxi window slowly flowed past, not much different from when I left a year ago.

The only difference was that he still felt a little bit more bewildered in his heart, which still didn't take the world affairs seriously.

Yes, Zheng Luolai suddenly came back again.

Unlike when he left with a clear reason, Zheng Luolai, who has left New York at this moment, still can't find a suitable reason to tell the reason why he appeared in Beijing.

Fortunately, the elders at home did not question him angrily.

Only Zheng Songyan made a special call and told him that he could play for another year, and then he had to do what the family needed him to do anyway, otherwise he would be at his own risk.

Of course Zheng Luolai readily agreed.

He even felt that it didn't take a year, but only a month or a few weeks, and the anxiety hanging in his emotions would definitely fade away.