i only like your face

Zuijulou is just across from Zhao Cheng's bar, just across the road.

This restaurant has been open for several years, and the decoration style looks both retro and trendy. Red chairs and black bricks are hung with lanterns, and the murals of mountains, forests and waters are all around the box, which is antique and unique.

As the organizer of this party, Zhao Cheng arrived first, followed by Shen Xixi and Yang Guan.

"Didn't Wenci come with you?" Zhao Cheng asked Shen Xixi and Yang Guan.

"No, my cousin seems to have been helping my uncle prepare for the art exhibition this afternoon."

Yang Guan was a little surprised: "Your uncle is going to hold an art exhibition, hasn't he been in business for several years?"

"Who says you can't hold art exhibitions if you are in business? My uncle and aunt were well-known domestic painters back then. I heard that my uncle's paintings are hung in Mr. Han's office."

"My God, it's so powerful."

Zhao Cheng laughed lightly when he heard the words, and said, "Mr. Han's house is full of priceless calligraphy and paintings. Are you sure Wen Zhongchong's paintings are eligible to enter?"

Ever since Zhao Cheng was stunned by Zhao Cheng at the party earlier, Shen Xixi couldn't understand Zhao Cheng very much. She smiled: "Does Brother Cheng know how to paint? My uncle's painting sold more than 600 million yuan that year. The price is comparable to that of Mr. Han." How much difference can those ancient calligraphy and paintings in your hand have?"

Zhao Cheng sat obliquely on the chair and raised his eyebrows: "If I remember correctly the 600 million paintings you mentioned, the buyer must be Lao Han."

"So what." She is not afraid of offending Zhao Cheng at all now, "Brother Han is willing to buy it, which means that he thinks my uncle's paintings are worth the price. After a few days, Brother Cheng can buy two of my uncle's paintings and hang them in the exhibition hall." In your store, let’s improve your quality of life and spiritual pursuit.”

"Why." Zhao Cheng was also polite, "Old Han is not enough to be taken advantage of, and he wants to fool another one?"

Zhao Cheng hardly had the patience to deal with the group of relatives and friends around Wenci. He had a friend filter for Wenci, and it was all because of his buddies who he had played with since he was a child.

Shen Xixi was anxious: "Why are you taking advantage of me, you, your words are so ugly."

"Don't be angry baby, Brother Cheng is joking with you." Yang Guan hurriedly comforted his little girlfriend.

Zhao Cheng didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and many friends arrived one after another. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Han Shaoyun asking where he was.

【Han Shaoying】: Smoke two cigarettes outside, and then go over after smoking.

【Zhao Cheng】:……

Han Shaoyun smoked two cigarettes for a long time, but the strange mood still could not be calmed down. Many things he thought he had forgotten long ago were crowded in his mind at the moment.

It took a long time for Han Shaoyong to get out of the car and enter the restaurant. The manager of the restaurant knew him and warmly came up to show him the way. Han Shaoyong waved his hand and went upstairs alone.

As soon as he went up the corridor on the third floor, Han Shaoyong suddenly saw the figure walking in front of him very familiar, his brain was slightly startled, and he subconsciously said: "Wen Ci..."

That slender and beautiful figure paused in place, and then slowly turned around. Together with the familiarity of that face, there were also long-lost memories.

Under the bright yellow light in the corridor, Wenci was wearing a pure black long open coat with a pure white sweater inside. The clean black and white combination made the whole person look clear and dignified, more imposing than three years ago. An intellectually handsome man who doesn't open his eyes.

Seeing Han Shaoyun, he was stunned for a short while, then smiled slightly, and said softly, "Brother Han, long time no see."

His skin was fine and fair, and his face was delicate but not overly feminine, and it was as pure and noble as Han Shaoying remembered back then.

For a few seconds that were caught off guard, Han Shaoying looked at the person in front of him, and stood there without saying a word.

Wen Ci looked at Han Shaoying, smiled and said, "Brother Han, you are distracted."

After all the complicated emotions hit his chest for a short time, they finally subsided slowly. Only then did Han Shaoying withdraw his gaze from Wen Ci's face, feeling a little embarrassed: "I haven't seen you for a few years, some..."

Han Shaoyun was slightly stuck, and didn't know what words to use to express his mood at the moment.

Accident?Excited?excited?

It doesn't seem to be...

Wenci walked up to Han Shaoying slowly, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a smile, "What's there?"

Han Shaoyun had already calmed down, and moved the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, it's just a little sudden."

"I didn't expect Brother Han to recognize my back. It seems that my seven or eight catties have been lost for nothing." Wenci frowned, and seemed to ask seriously, "Is it really the same as before?"

"Yes." Han Shaoyun didn't hesitate to praise, and smiled: "It looks better now."

Wenci glanced at Han Shaoying again.

Han Shaoying's eyebrows are black, and his nose bridge is straight enough to give people a sharp feeling, but in fact he is not a cold and stern person. On the contrary, in his literary memory, Han Shaoying has always been a man who likes to laugh. When he grins, no matter how serious he is His facial features will also instantly be tainted with a feeling of frankness, warmth and even honesty... In fact, he has almost never seen Han Shaoying who is not smiling.

In other words, I have never seen such a polite Han Shaoying smiling at him.

The two entered the box together, Zhao Cheng stood up and said with a smile, "No wonder you came so late, I dare say that we have already got together to talk about the past, come on, old Han Wenci, sit here."

Wen Ci smiled and greeted everyone, and everyone was very enthusiastic.

Since Han Shaoyun brought Wenci into their circle many years ago, Wenci has always been recognized as the most handsome person. Among them, those who like men have some ideas about Wenci, but at that time Han Shaoyun Chasing people so tightly, no one dared to show love to Wen Ci blatantly, and everyone was very self-aware, thinking that Han Shaoyong would have a shot... Of course, Han Shaoyong would miss in the end, which was unexpected by the group of them .

After three years of tossing and turning, Wen Ci returned to their circle alone, but looking at Han Shaoying standing next to Wen Ci, everything seemed to be the same as it was three years ago, and no one dared to think about Wen Ci.

"Brother Cheng."

Wen Ci finally walked up to Zhao Cheng to say hello, Zhao Cheng also saw him, patted Wen Ci's arm, and said with a smile: "You said that you had no news when you left, and you thought you forgot about us."

"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, let's not talk about the past, anyway, if you develop here in the future, then we can still get together as often as before, come and sit first."

Zhao Cheng sat next to Han Shaoying, and Wen Ci sat on the other side of Han Shaoying.

In the past few years, Han Shaoyong has been so busy that he has seen the beginning and the end. The larger the circle of interests, the smaller the personal circle of communication. In the early years, the circle was lively, but now it can’t keep up with Han Shaoyong’s pace. Now Han Shaoyong can be the center It's rare to get together again.

The wine table gradually became lively, and a bunch of people were talking and laughing noisily.

Before Wenci entered the box, Zhao Cheng explained to everyone that it is forbidden to mention the past three years of Wenci at the dinner tonight, especially the marriage, and avoid talking about any potentially embarrassing topics. Everyone also has a tacit understanding. Talking about relaxed and casual topics, the atmosphere has always been very harmonious...

Han Shaoyun hardly spoke, and he picked up vegetables and drinks with a calm face. Occasionally, when Wen Ci spoke, he would turn his head and look at him, eating food in his mouth, and his inexplicable eyes fell quietly on Wen Ci's face, as if Wanting to confirm something, he silently returned to the table after a few seconds, lowered his head and continued to take dishes in silence...

Zhao Chengcheng couldn't stand it any longer, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Old Han, what are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything." Han Shaoying replied calmly.

Indeed, he didn’t think about anything, the ups and downs of his heart had passed, and he was very calm now, Qin You and Jiang He didn’t come over because they were on a business trip, most of the people at the table were people who had been drinking and having fun together in the early years, but in recent years, it’s nothing In terms of communication, friendship is just that, there are still one or two new faces, he really doesn't want to devote too much energy to warm up with these people.

"Aren't you embarrassing when you keep staring at other people's diction and don't speak?"

"..." Han Shaoyun frowned, "Is that called staring?"

"When someone talks, your eyeballs are the same as the elder's face. Isn't this called staring?"

"..."

Under the table, Zhao Cheng patted Han Shaoying's thigh, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Lao Han, what's yours is yours, and you can't escape."

"... "

After drinking a glass of wine, Han Shaoying waved at Zhao Cheng with the back of his hand, signaling Zhao Cheng to come closer.

Zhao Cheng turned around again with a dazed expression, and Han Shaoyun turned to stare at him: "Listen, don't pretend to be smart, Wenci and I are just friends now."

"I know, can you still be lovers without being friends? You have to take it step by step."

"... "

Han Shaoyu was about to speak again, when Shen Xixi, who was opposite him, smiled and said, "Brother Han and Cheng, what are you talking about so mysteriously?"

"Oh, Brother Han said that after eating, go to my place and continue drinking." Zhao Cheng said, "I must have a good drink tonight."

"Why does it feel like Brother Han is always distracted tonight." Shen Xixi said with deep meaning.

"Drink too much." Zhao Cheng patted Han Shaoying's shoulder, "I can't help it, I'm happy tonight, come to Lao Han, I'll fill you up."

Han Shaoyun directly covered the wine glass with his palm, and whispered to Zhao Cheng, "I have something to tell you later."

Zhao Cheng said "Oh" indifferently.

"By the way, Wenci, I saw Xixi say in the group, you want to come back?" A man opposite asked Wenci curiously.

Wen Ci nodded: "Well, I have already signed a brokerage company."

"Which one to sign?"

"I guess it must be Xing Ci." Yang Guan said suddenly, "It's covered by Brother Han."

"Your words are easily misunderstood. Before my cousin signed Xingci, many companies were vying for it." Shen Xixi said solemnly, "Xingci sent someone to country Y to sign my cousin before he came back. I got in by following Brother Han's door, don't compare my cousin with the kind of person who can only get into the stars by pleasing Brother Han."

Zhao Cheng realized almost immediately that this woman was Mo Ming in her heart and felt uncomfortable. During the relationship between Han Shaolong and Mo Ming, he had always sympathized with Xiao Mo Ming.

Poor little guy with no money and power, not to mention being really ruined by his buddies, and he hasn't seen any obvious benefits in the three years of being used as a stand-in. Obviously, this woman's ridicule shouldn't fall on him.

"Actually, it's mainly because I've been in Xingci before, and I'm used to it." Wenci explained softly.

Han Shaoying's expression remained the same as usual, he didn't associate what Shen Xixi said to Mo Ming at all, turned his head and said to Wenci: "If you need help in the future, just tell me directly, it's the same as before, don't be offended."

"Yeah, you don't need to see outsiders." Zhao Cheng leaned over and put his hand over his mouth, "There are so many people tonight, so it's not convenient to talk a lot. When Brother Qin and the others have time, let's get together alone."

Han Shaoyun exposed Zhao Cheng: "He called so many people tonight without hesitation, in fact, he took them to his shop to kill them afterwards."

Zhao Cheng hurriedly answered: "I definitely treat you two as friends, Wen Ci, you go to my place later, and even drink and take, I will give you Lao Han's account."

Seeing Han Shaoyun and Zhao Chengyi as they were three years ago, Wenci couldn't help laughing.

Han Shaolong was very close, and when he turned his head slightly, he saw Wenci's smiling face, the corners of his eyes and lips were curved just right, it was really pretty, but for a moment of trance, when he looked at the handsome and familiar eyes, another scene suddenly flashed in his mind. face.

In a daze, there was a lingering sound in my ear, my husband...

In fact, he shouldn't have satisfied that little guy so early last night, he should have continued teasing until he cried, teasing until he begged himself to say that he wanted it, so he would serve him as soon as possible, and told him this trick without knowing it Does it work for me...

If it goes on like this, he won't be able to teach him the opposite way.

After moving to Champagne Hill, he had to set rules for him on the first night, so as not to use self-torture to win his sympathy in the future.

Zhao Cheng slapped Han Shaoying on the back of the waist, and reminded in a low voice: "Restrain old Han."

Han Shaoyun suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he was staring at Wenci's face again, his mind wandering, as if suffering from a dementia, he turned his head to look at the wine glass in front of him, frowning, his face was a bit ugly... He seems to be very absent tonight state.

"Brother Han is really too." Shen Xixi said half-jokingly, "I am ashamed of my cousin."

"Xixi." Wenci lowered his voice, "Don't say such things."

Han Shaoyun thought he had lost his composure, and said, "It's nothing."

Han Shaoying casually poured wine for Wenci, and naturally asked about Wenci's work and life plan in Chuanhai. He tried his best to reconcile the atmosphere between himself and Wenci in a natural state, but when he saw Wenci's face, Mo Ming's figure can't help but flash in his mind...

Those one or two similar associations were originally what he was looking for from Mo Ming's face, but now he has forgotten about it, but at this moment he reconnected with Wenci.

But what did he want to find the shadow of Mo Ming from Wen Ci's face, isn't this crazy?

"Go ahead, I'm going to the bathroom."

Han Shaoyun stood up and patted Zhao Cheng's arm twice with the back of his hand.

Zhao Cheng knew what Han Shaoyong meant, and not long after Han Shaoyong left the box, he also left the box with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

"Hahaha Brother Han is really..." Yang Guan couldn't help laughing first, "This is the first time I see Brother Han like this."

"I feel like Brother Han can't even speak tonight, so I just stared at the words."

"To be honest, when I saw Brother Han last time, I was a little afraid of him." Shen Xixi couldn't help laughing, "But seeing Brother Han staring at my cousin just now, really, I suddenly felt that he was much more kind, um, the whole Everyone is down to earth.”

"Don't mind the words. Everyone knows Brother Han's thoughts on you. It was a bit offensive just now, but we all know Brother Han. No matter how much he likes you, he will definitely respect you."

Wenci just smiled and said nothing.

Han Shaoyu didn't go to the bathroom, but went to the small terrace at the end of the corridor. Outside the guardrail was the bustling night scene, only the height of the third floor, and people coming from the car below could clearly see it.

The night wind from the bustling area blows through the aisles, unexpectedly soft.

Han Shaoyun lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"What? Xiao Moming is still with you?!" After hearing Han Shaoying's words, Zhao Cheng was shocked, "Then what did you say before..."

"I didn't say anything." Han Shaoyun interrupted, biting a cigarette, "Then you guessed it yourself, I am satisfied with Mo Ming's bed and bed, why did I dump him?"

"But Wenci is back, don't you like Wenci? Why, you want to eat from the bowl and look at the pot, while using Xiao Mo Ming as a spare tire, while pursuing true love?"

"Fart, don't use your fancy guts to set me up." Han Shaoyun said, "I don't plan to chase Wenci now, it's all you guys who are making me and him into an awkward position."

"Then what do you mean by staring at others during the banquet just now? No matter how you look in your eyes, there is something wrong with your eyes. Do you think we are blind?"

"I just..." Han Shaoying paused, "I was distracted."

"God? What kind of god?"

"The diction is a bit like Mo Ming." Han Shaoyun took a deep puff on his cigarette, and said with a complicated expression, "Especially when you look closely.

Zhao Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Old Han, you got it wrong. It's Xiao Moming who looks like Wenci, not Wenci who looks like Xiao Moming. When you were with Xiao Moming before, didn't you just look at his face like Wenci?"

"That's what it says, but that was before."

"What about now? Now that you look at Xiao Moming's face, you won't think of Wenci?"

Han Shaoying frowned: "I've been asleep for three years, and I can't deceive myself and others. The more I look at Mo Ming now, the more I feel that he is different from Wenci, and he is different everywhere."

"Old Han, have you fallen in love with Xiao Mo Ming?"

"Don't like that I can keep him for so long?"

"I'm not talking about this kind of liking." Zhao Cheng said solemnly, "Let's ask, do you think you are pampering and raising Xiao Mo Ming now, or are you dating Xiao Mo Ming?"

"Bao Yang." Han Shaoyun didn't hesitate, smoking a cigarette and said calmly, "I agreed with him three years ago, and we won't talk about feelings together."

Thinking of what happened in a flash, Han Shaoyun added indifferently: "I can't help him if he is emotional. I have treated him well in the past few years, so he is not at a loss."

"What if Xiao Mo Ming cries and fights with you when you want to end this relationship after you get tired of it?"

"He doesn't have the guts to quarrel with me, so just give him more money." Han Shaoyong regained his senses and said in a deep voice, "It's too early for me to get tired of it, don't worry about it."

"Okay, I understand you now, Old Han." Zhao Cheng said, "Stop being a dog licker and become a flirtatious prodigal son."

"... "

"I absolutely support your old Han, you fucking should have done this long ago."

……

Zhou Yixiang couldn't get away because of the troupe.

Zuiju Building has already booked a small private room, and the deposit is difficult to refund, so Mo Ming simply went to eat with Qi Yue and Xiaotang, the four-person private room, the meal fee is charged for four people, Mo Ming directly called Xiao Song over temporarily Gather the table.

It was a rest day on Sunday, and Xiao Song happened to be idle. He heard that there was a free dinner on the phone, and hurried to the scene.

The consumption standard of Zuiju Building is relatively high, and it was originally the place that Mo Ming planned to entertain Zhou Yixiang. He is about to return to the Dashang Drama Troupe, and there will be many places under the care of his teacher.

"Mmm, delicious." Qi Yue put a piece of cumin mutton in his mouth, looked up at Mo Ming, "Have you ever been to this shop?"

"Well, friends invited me a few times." Mo Ming said honestly.

Han Shaoyu likes the taste of the food here, and he often brought him here for dinner on dates before, and he also likes the food here, but he just thinks it is too expensive. Generally, if Han Shaoyu hadn't paid for it, he himself would not go to this place for consumption.

The author has something to say: Everyone is asking when to break up, but they have already started to go down this line~~