Oxidation reaction

Soon it was time to have a meal with Fang Congxia. At Ruan Beichuan's suggestion, Ruan Nancan put on the formal clothes that he hadn't worn for a long time.

I bought this formal suit two years ago. At that time, Ruan Nan successfully participated in the insurance research institute, and there were some more formal meetings and projects that needed to be attended.

Ms. Wu dragged him around the city's largest department store for a day, and ordered a set of clothes that, in Ruan Nancan's opinion, were no different from other formal clothes—pure black, lapel collar, and single-breasted buttons.

In order to match the clothes, Ruan Beichuan brushed his hair with hairspray.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ruan Nanshen felt unfamiliar and confused. It was obviously an apologetic meal with a bad atmosphere, but Ruan Beichuan forced Ruan Beichuan to feel formal on a first date.

But that didn't seem to be a bad thing, and he embraced his new look, arriving at the restaurant half an hour early for his appointment.

Worried that Fang Congxia couldn't find a table, he didn't go upstairs first, but squatted by the flower bed of the shopping mall building and waited for him.

Five minutes before the appointed time, Fang Congxia stepped forward, also in a formal suit - iron gray, shawl collar, single button.

The first time he saw Ruan Nancan, he seemed to be in a daze for two seconds, and then quickly returned to a state of expressionless indifference.

But Ruan Nanshen didn't care too much, he stood up happily, with the corners of his lips curled up, his pupils bright, and he trotted towards Fang Congxia.

Because of squatting for too long, he staggered in the middle of the run and almost fell to the ground.

Too stupid.

Fang Congxia frowned in disgust and looked away.

"You're here!" Ruan Nancan looked up at him with piercing eyes, his expression and demeanor were very similar to the ginger milk dog he had raised in the past.

Fang Congxia couldn't help slandering in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He said "um", looked down at the time on his watch, and said lightly: "It's almost time, let's go in."

It was half past six, because it was the weekend, and there were many people in the shopping mall. Ruan Nancan followed Fang Congxia with his head down, and squeezed into the sightseeing elevator with a group of people.

The elevator space is a bit cramped, Ruan Nancan huddled in the corner, and Fang Congxia stood in front of him. When he got to the first floor, the uncle squeezed in the middle slipped his foot for some reason when he went out, and he bumped into Fang Congxia uncontrollably. Broad back.

Fang Congxia's back was very hard, his muscles were tight, and when he hit the bridge of his nose, Ruan Nancan gasped in pain, and the physiological tears oozed from his eye sockets wet his eyelashes.

He rubbed his nose, looked up at Fang Congxia carefully, as if he had sensed it, and the next second, Fang Congxia also turned his head and glanced at him slightly, his eyes were not very friendly, they were considered fierce.

Ruan Nancan could only smile apologetically, and whispered sorry.

The restaurant is on the top floor. When the sightseeing elevator arrived, the number of people was reduced by half. Fang Congxia bypassed the crowd sideways and walked out of the elevator. It seems that Fang Congxia invited him to dinner.

The waiter at the door smiled, bowed respectfully, and slightly bowed his back to invite them in.

But halfway through, Fang Congxia stopped suddenly, his eyes fixed on something.

Ruan Nancan followed Fang Congxia's line of sight to see a middle-aged man over half a century old, wearing a gray suit and a long wool coat on his arms, smiling slightly, talking to a lady of the same age beside him.

For some reason, he felt that Fang Congxia looked quite similar to the man.

Perhaps it was because Fang Congxia's eyes were too focused, the man looked back as if feeling something in his heart, the moment the eyes met, Ruan Nancan felt Fang Congxia's aura sinking, his face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he could not look at each other. In three seconds, he turned his head abruptly and walked away.

Ruan Nancan looked at the man in confusion, then glanced at Fang Congxia cautiously, thought for a while, and asked curiously, "Who was that...that uncle just now?"

Ruan Beichuan booked a seat by the window, through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, he could almost see the whole city.

Fang Congxia took the menu handed over by the waiter, casually pointed to two dishes that he was used to eating before, gave Ruan Nancan a blank look, and replied, "An irrelevant person."

"order."

He pushed the menu to Ruan Nancan with a cold face, and said indifferently, "Didn't your mother teach you not to meddle in your own business?"

Ruan Nancan let out an "oh", stayed for two seconds, then took another peek at Fang Congxia, and finally chose the same dish.

The waiter smiled politely, put away the menu and left.

At this time, Fang Congxia's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, and did not avoid Ruan Nancan answering the phone.

I don't know what was said on the other end, Fang Congxia's face changed suddenly, and he said in a deep voice: "I see, I will be right back."

Then he stood up, picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, and said to Ruan Nanshen a little sorry: "My cat is sick, and I'm going home to take her to the hospital now. I owe you this meal." , make it up next time."

Ruan Nancan froze for a moment, said it was okay, then got up with him, looked at Fang Congxia pleadingly, and asked in a low voice, "Can I go with you?"

"I, I treated Lao Zhou's stray cats, maybe...maybe I can help..."

Fang Congxia frowned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing Ruan Nancan's cautious and almost humble expression, he felt a slight strange feeling in his heart.

After thinking for two seconds, he nodded in agreement.

The author says:

I have nothing to say today, but I wish you all a happy life!