shallow affection

The sky was getting bright, and there was a little rustling sound in his ears. Jian Qingli let out a long-drawn "hmm", curled up his legs like a baby, and burrowed deep into the hot bed.

A few seconds later, his closed eyelids trembled, and he yawned half asleep, and asked softly, "Are you up?"

"Ah."

"Where's your cell phone?" Jian Qingli opened her eyes with difficulty, her voice hoarse and vague, as if she was talking in sleep.

"What?"

"Give it to me." A white arm stretched out from under the quilt, with five fingers spread out and palm facing upwards, it lasted for a few seconds and then hung down, flat and stubbornly stretched on the bed sheet, "You promised yesterday .”

"When will I—" Fang Mingzhan remembered Jian Qingli's so-called "promise me a request" the night before, and the words stopped abruptly, and a sense of displeasure about being cheated came to mind.He thought that the soft-hearted "kiss me" was Jian Qingli's condition, but who knew there were other traps waiting for him to jump.

But he still can't care about it, otherwise it will seem like yesterday's kiss is so important, and it's worth his fuss.

"Mr. Fang," Jian Qingli was very sleepy and still pursued him closely, "you keep your word."

Fang Mingzhan hesitated for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and threw it on the quilt.Jian Qingli succeeded, smiled with satisfaction, and fumbled to pick up the phone.The screen is a password lock, he entered a string of numbers without thinking, and it was unlocked immediately.

"You're still using your birthday as your password, why don't you have any awareness of personal information protection." After complaining, he quickly entered WeChat, opened the blacklist, and released Cyan.

After finishing, he didn't go through the other privacy of Fang Mingzhan, and obediently returned the phone to the owner.

Fang Mingzhan stood aside and witnessed the whole process, with a neither salty nor pale expression.He took the phone and put it away, and went straight into the bathroom to wash up.Accompanied by the sound of pattering water, Jian Qingli closed her eyes and fell asleep in a relaxed mood.

When I woke up again, the apartment was deserted again.He took a shower, went to the balcony to collect the clothes left over from the previous night, buried his face in it and sniffed deeply.

The disposable underwear was gone, Jian Qingli rummaged through it, replaced it with a pair of Fang Mingzhan's, and politely sent him a wechat to report the situation.

Fang Mingzhan was having a meeting at the company, and the two directors were arguing endlessly about how much land in Yunzhi County should be quoted. They were all old heroes of the uncles. Accept yourself even more outrageous prices.Jian Qingli's news came just when he was distracted. It was a long sentence without even a punctuation mark, which was his usual style.

"Mingzhan, tell me!" Tan Jingsong blushed and turned to the chairman for support, only to find that Fang Mingzhan stared blankly at the phone, with a subtle expression, and a little smile in his disgust.

Fang Mingzhan cleared his throat, calmly put the phone upside down on the table, and said, "I think it's [-] million."

There was a moment of silence in the meeting room, and soon there was a fierce crusade.These directors are getting older, and they are becoming more and more conservative and stubborn. They did not agree with Fang Mingzhan's establishment of a pharmaceutical company before, but now they are even more worried that he will bring down the group, and they earnestly persuaded that "you can't become a big fat man if you eat one bite."

Fang Mingzhan is an absolute holding company in Wenyue Medicine. The opposition of these uncles and aunts can’t change the situation, but if the attitude is strong and insists on going its own way, it is easy to make his subordinates alienated. Therefore, he can only explain the reason patiently, hoping to get their understanding. and support.

After a battle of words, all the participants were exhausted.Although Fang Mingzhan failed to convince everyone at once, at least he achieved some results, which made Tan Jingsong change his position and sided with him.

During the lunch break, the two had dinner together, and Tan Jingsong lamented that he was getting old, and he was not as clear about the direction of the market as Fang Mingzhan.He also said: "Your mother always asks me to help you more. I think we old bones should make room as soon as possible and let you young people sit on it."

Fang Mingzhan smiled: "Don't say that, your contribution to Wenyue is well known."

"If your father sees that you are today, he must be very pleased. At that time, you refused to come to Wenyue to work, but he was angry!" Tan Jingsong couldn't help laughing when he thought of Fang Mingzhan's stubbornness when he challenged his father. Yes, after a while, he sighed again and asked, "By the way, is your mother feeling better? She said she had a cold a few days ago."

Fang Mingzhan didn't know that Yang Tong had caught a cold. The warmth and coldness of their mother and son seemed to have nothing to do with each other, and no one would take the initiative to mention it.He avoided answering, and joked: "Uncle Tan, you and my mother have a very good relationship recently, and you can talk about everything."

Tan Jingsong heheed twice in embarrassment, and said, "We are college classmates, so let's take care of each other."

In the afternoon, Fang Mingzhan calculated the time difference and called Yang Tong to inquire about her health.Yang Tong just suffered from a bit of cold, and he has recovered under the care of the family doctor, but the active concern for his son is still very useful, and he chatted with him gently about homework.

Her temper is like this, good and bad, cloudy and sunny, Fang Mingzhan has been used to it for so many years.After a while, maybe because the atmosphere was good, Yang Tong tentatively brought up the matter of introducing him to a girlfriend. Fang Mingzhan became irritable when he heard it, and hung up the phone in a hurry under the pretext of being busy with work.

"Wait a minute," Yang Tong called to stop him, and asked hesitantly, "You have been back to China for half a month, have you met your former classmates?"

Fang Mingzhan's throat choked up, and it took two seconds before he said, "No, I've been busy recently."

Jian Qingli is also very busy. One of his friends in the circle who runs a studio took over the spring show of the independent designer brand Nine Cranes and asked him to go to support him.He originally had the mentality of gaining knowledge and watching the excitement, but after seeing his work, the designer of Jiuhe even asked him to be in charge of the show shooting.As a result, Jian Qingli's pressure doubled, and he did his homework for several days, for fear of ruining his own brand.

The fashion show is scheduled for Jingzhe, and the days are quite meaningful, which means hoping to become a blockbuster.Jian Qingli had heard of the Jiuhe brand before, but this time she experienced first-hand how popular it is among young people. One week before the show, 4000 audience tickets were sold out, and scalper tickets sold for [-] yuan. .As for the mainstream fashion media and well-known buyers, they don't need to buy tickets. Jiuhe sent out invitation letters one by one, and Liang Hai'an, the editor-in-chief of "hifashion", and Zhong Youling, the fashion editor, were also among them.

On the day of Awakening of Insects, Jian Qingli arrived at the show three hours early and took the best shooting position.The two assistants borrowed by the studio were very clever, and they arranged everything in an orderly manner without requiring too much from him.After a while, photographers from various media swarmed in, moving around, gesturing, and seizing positions with better light, and some even quarreled.

Jian Qingli was assembling a tripod when a tall man in stylish clothes suddenly ran down from the catwalk and knocked on his head: "Xiaoqing, why are you here!"

Jian Qingli looked up and saw that it was Xiang Tingzhou. He also found it incredible: "I still want to ask you."

Xiang Tingzhou grabbed the front of the jacket with both hands, and opened it to the two sides at once, revealing the silver knitted sweater inside, and said triumphantly, "I'm today's model!"

Jian Qingli was taken aback, and said, "I'm today's Xiutu photographer."

Nine Cranes had previously publicized that the brand's men's clothing will be launched for the first time in this spring show. Xiang Tingzhou is well-known in the modeling circle, and his appearance is also in line with Nine Crane's usual youthful style. Strange.It's only because Jian Qingli and him are usually busy with each other, they haven't contacted each other for a while, and they don't know each other's movements, so today's surprise meeting happened.

Xiang Tingzhou beamed with joy: "It's such a coincidence, then you can make me look handsome later."

Jian Qingli said: "The key point is whether the clothes are good, you are just a foil."

Xiang Tingzhou hooked his neck, laughing and laughing: "Do you understand that they complement each other?"

There were whispers all around, and it seemed that someone was still taking pictures, Jian Qingli pushed Xiang Tingzhou away and said, "Should you go get ready?"

"I'm going." Xiang Tingzhou restrained his joking expression, and told Jian Qingli to come to the afterparty, because he had something important to share.

Jian Qingli felt that he was being funny, and stared at him suspiciously, but Xiang Tingzhou was very excited, and stopped talking a few times, and finally couldn't hold back, and whispered the news that he was going to be an actor.

Jian Qingli let out an "ah" in surprise, Xiang Tingzhou winked triumphantly, and ran to the backstage with a smile.

Twenty to ten minutes before the opening, the show was already overcrowded, the lights dimmed, and only the catwalk was dazzling.Jian Qingli's camera was equipped with a 10-70mm telephoto lens, the shutter speed was adjusted to 200/1, and the aperture was adjusted to f200, waiting nervously.

The music played, and the well-dressed models came out in a file. They were all handsome men and beautiful women. They all had expressionless faces, their chins were slightly raised, and their long legs were calmly stepping on the drums.

Jian Qingli hunched her shoulders, squinted one eye and focused on shooting.The colors of Jiuhe this season are mostly grass green and light brown, which seems to be a metaphor for the soil to breed vegetation.Their women's clothing has always been fresh and pleasant, and the men's clothing launched this year is also eye-catching. The overall style is casual and sports, but some metal designs have been added to the corners and details, giving it a cold sci-fi feel.

Jian Qingli saw Xiang Tingzhou from the camera. The man with his head held high and heroic was completely different from his impression. He became aloof and strange, and looked quite stylish.In particular, the deep red jacket, decorated with irregular black stripes and embroidered waist drum patterns on the cuffs, shines brilliantly in a series of simple and fresh designs, looking weird and mysterious.

As expected, Wen Jiuhe, the chief designer of Jiuhe, did not disappoint the public. The audience in the stands whispered and commented restrainedly and in a low voice.

On the second row of seats on the south side, Lu Yong bumped the person next to him with his elbow, and asked with a smile, "How is it? It's worth it."

"boring."

"Let me tell you, don't be so disappointing." Lu Yong pointed to the stage with a strong tone, "Which model do you like tell your brother, I'll help you match."

After not getting a response for a long time, he turned his head and found that the other party's eyes were not on the catwalk at all, and sighed helplessly: "No, Fang Mingzhan, where are you looking?"

Following the man's gaze, he saw a figure from the back, a photographer, tall and thin, with hair tied up in a bun, wearing an avocado green sweater, with a hollowed-out skull on the back waist, sewn with black lace, Flesh can be vaguely seen.

"Hey, this girl is quite sexy," Lu Yong said halfway, the photographer turned his face to talk to the assistant next to him, his facial features were exposed in his field of vision, he was struck by lightning, and he stammered and sighed for a while, "Then that is Jian Qingli?!"

Fang Mingzhan let out a low "um", but his face was calm.

Lu Yong cleared his throat, and looked back at the models coming and going on the runway, but he had long since lost his appreciation, just to cover up his gaffe.He looked at Fang Mingzhan out of the corner of his eye, and really couldn't figure out what this brother was thinking, so he tentatively asked, "Apart from that day at the bar, did you guys see him later?"

Fang Mingzhan nodded.Not only have I seen it, but I have slept with it.Also fell asleep more than once.

"Then you are... getting back together?" Lu Yong asked cautiously.

Fang Mingzhan was noncommittal and said, "Let's watch the show, don't you want to invest in the fashion industry?"

Lu Yong spread his hands: "Okay, okay, don't ask. You two can continue to entangle."

In fact, he really didn't know the inside story of the two breaking up, it was all hearsay.At the beginning, Lu Yong was studying in a university in other places, and graduated a week later than Fang Mingzhan. After returning to Cangshi, he invited a few buddies to dinner as usual, but Fang Mingzhan told him that he was in England.

What are you doing in England?He was surprised.Fang Mingzhan said to go to graduate school.What about Jian Qingli?Lu Yong still remembers teasing him with the jealous tone of a single dog, you two are willing to separate!

Fang Mingzhan was silent for a while, and said, we broke up.

Lu Yong was shocked, he was at a loss for words, and wanted to ask why, but Fang Mingzhan didn't want to talk more, so he hung up the phone.

Later, when Lu Yong was having dinner with Luo Zixu, he heard some gossip and rumors, so he had some guesses about the reason why Fang Mingzhan left for England.Luo Zixu was very nervous and never saw the relationship between Fang Mingzhan and Jian Qingli, but his school was opposite Jian Qingli's University of Finance and Economics, so he was well informed.He mysteriously told Lu Yong that Jian Qingli might be gay, because he had seen Jian Qingli wandering around the university town with Song Jingyou from the law school several times.

Alarm bells rang in Lu Yong's heart. He knew Jian Qingli was gay a long time ago, because he and Fang Mingzhan were a couple!Reminiscent of Fang Mingzhan's secrecy about the reasons for the breakup, Lu Yong was enlightened, and sent a message to Fang Mingzhan the same day, asking if Jian Qingli had cheated.

At that time, Fang Mingzhan only replied: "Just leave it alone."

Afterwards, Lu Yong thought about it, and it was really hard to believe that this was true. When the three of them got together last time, Fang Mingzhan and Jian Qingli were still tired of each other. As a result, the relationship between childhood sweethearts for so many years suddenly broke up.

But after all, it has nothing to do with him, and he was too busy to touch the ground when he first entered the society, so Lu Yong quickly forgot about it.Unexpectedly, after four years, these two people have a resurgent posture again.