On the wedding day, he was taken away by his scumbag ex

two years ago.

The high-speed rail rushed into the tunnel, and the signal was blatantly hidden.

Huo Qing threw the phone into his pocket, unscrewed the bottle cap, drank it all in one gulp and screwed it back on again. When playing back, he was unstable, and the empty bottle flew out dangling and rolled forward.

Putting away the table, before he could get up, a hand was crossed in front of him, holding the bottle he was going to pick up: "Is it yours?"

Huo Qing was slightly stunned, followed the bottle, and slowly raised his eyelids.

The fingers pinched on the bottle are skinny and slender, connecting to the well-defined wrist, winding all the way up, and tucked into the neckline of the white T-shirt, clean and distinct.

The line of sight continued to extend upwards, and then stopped slowly.

The short hair is curled up in a shallow arc, and it is not messed up. Under the full forehead, there are a pair of deep eyes. At first glance, it looks like a mixed race, and the thick eyelashes cast a row of shadows under the eyes.

At this moment, the eyes are bent down, and the corners of the mouth are raised high, showing kindness and cheerfulness in all directions.

Huo Qing took the bottle: "It's mine, thank you."

"You're welcome." The man didn't turn around immediately, but poked his head out of the back of the chair, trying to chat, "Are you going to City N too?"

The business class car is sparsely populated, there are only two kittens, and they won't disturb anyone when they talk.

Because of the "bottle" friendship, Huo Qing had a good impression of this person, so he nodded: "Are you too?"

"I was studying abroad, and within a few days after I came back, I went to see a friend in City A, and now I'm going home."

Two strangers, nothing to talk about.

Talking about chatting means rambling, but Huo Qing has always had a way of communicating, and the other party is also cheerful and decent, and the chat is quite speculative.

The car slowly decelerated, and the broadcast reminded passengers of their arrival.

Huo Qing glanced at the time and said, "It's the stop."

"So soon?" The other party seemed to be very regretful, wrinkled his nose, and said reluctantly, "Then, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

City N in July is like a giant furnace, with every cubic meter of air seeping fire out.

Huo Qing, who got out of the station, was dizzy and dizzy from the heat. He got into the car and took a breath before ordering the driver to drive.

He stopped again, lowered his car window and poked his head out, asking, "Where are you going?"

After driving for more than half an hour, the car stopped in front of the Four Seasons Hotel.

When the people got out of the car and left, the uncle driver finally found a chance to speak and asked, "Young master, don't you know that gentleman?"

"We chatted a few words on the high-speed rail."

"Master, you are so kind." The driver uncle gave Huo Qing a disapproving look from the rearview mirror, "It is necessary to be defensive."

"Uncle Zhou, it's okay, I won't see you again in the future."

"It's like that, you have to be careful outside."

Huo Qing smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, I know, pay attention next time."

The next day, Huo Qing was invited to a friend's birthday party, and unexpectedly met Tang Shengnian.

The Huo family and the Tang family have known each other for a long time. He and Tang Shengnian grew up together and were like brothers.

After some conversation, Tang Shengnian changed his voice and said, "Yao Wei has been transferred to a foreign hospital."

"Is it serious?"

"It's not optimistic. It's very likely that you won't wake up for the rest of your life."

Huo Qing took a sip of wine in silence and sighed deeply.

After the meal, Huo Qing didn't ask the driver to pick him up, and walked slowly along the road.

In the scorching heat of the city, N City is full of violence, wishing to burn people to the next layer of skin, only to show a moment of tenderness after nightfall, and has given birth to many "night owls" who are nocturnal.

He weaved among the crowds on the road, and the image of Yao Wei appeared in his mind.

Yao Wei was his senior when he was in college. He was a few years older than him. He had pursued him for a while, but he didn't bother with him after being rejected.

More than a month ago, Yao Wei had an accident, which was said to be very serious, and he almost met Hades.

Huo Qing didn't like Yao Wei, but he felt uncomfortable when he heard that he had become like this, and his footsteps were a little heavy.

Suddenly, a burst of sharp cries pierced the sky, Huo Qing raised his eyes blankly, and looked along.

It was a little girl lying on the side of the road, as if she had fallen and was crying loudly.

He paused, and stepped forward faster.

At this time, a figure suddenly rushed over, rushed in front of him, hugged the little girl up, and coaxed the little girl helplessly: "Don't cry, don't cry, alas, look, crying is not good!"

The little girl froze for a few seconds, then let out a groan, becoming more hysterical.

"..."

Huo Qing couldn't help laughing, turned his head and coughed softly. When the person saw him, he stretched out his hands and bent down, put the little girl on the chair by the roadside, and squatted down: "Where does it hurt?"

The little girl choked up and pointed to her knees: "Jie, Jieli..."

"Here - no bleeding, don't be afraid." Huo Qing touched the girl's head, his voice became more gentle, "Where are your parents?"

"Mom, &*%#￥@..."

The person next to him was stunned: "What did she say?"

"she says……"

"Baby, baby, why are you here?" A gust of wind blew by, and the anxious young mother pushed Huo Qing away fiercely, and hugged her daughter into her arms, "Who are you?"

Before Huo Qing opened his mouth, the other person was not happy, half blocked in front of Huo Qing, and looked at him coldly: "Your daughter fell and cried, and he is coaxing, can't you see?"

The other party's eyes widened in surprise, and Huo Qing also looked at him in surprise.

The little girl leaning on her mother's arms sobbed and said, "Thank you, thank you Susu."

"..."

The girl's mother thanked her and left. Huo Qing was sweating all over his body and his mouth was dry. He went to a roadside convenience store to buy two bottles of water.

The man drank half a bottle of water with him, and said with a smile: "We are destined."

Huo Qing was noncommittal, he never believed in these things.

"I didn't have time to thank you yesterday."

"Hands up."

"Thanks too, by the way, do you know where the best nearby hotel is?"

Only then did Huo Qing discover the backpack he was carrying, and couldn't help being curious: "Did you live in Four Seasons?"

"The quilt is not good, I don't like it."

"..." Huo Qing took a while to regain his senses, and asked slowly, "How long do you plan to live here?"

"I grew up here, and now my family is abroad. I used to live at a friend's house, which is not convenient."

He hung his neck in worry, "It's better to find an apartment, but I don't know that well."

Huo Qing thought for a while, and announced a name: "The location is very good, and the conditions are also good. If you need it, I can find someone to help."

The other party nodded again and again: "Yes, thank you."

The apartment is the Huo family's property, but Huo Qing didn't intend to tell him: "You're welcome."

"Thank you—by the way, I don't know your name yet?"

Huo Qing frowned slightly, looking at him with a half-smile.

The man blinked and suddenly realized: "My name is Shu Yicheng, the 'cheng' of 'honest'."

"Huo Qing."

The Huo family has many properties under their name, but Huo Qing's father, Huo Feng, has just passed half a century, and his enthusiasm for his career is still burning. A free-spirited dude.

However, human nature is always full of a little bit of degrading factors. When you are busy, you want to sleep, and if you have too much leisure time, you feel that your limbs have no place to rest, and your whole body is not right.

Huo Qing didn't want to "look up to the sky and feel ashamed of himself". It just so happened that the operation director of a friend's company changed jobs, and there was no suitable successor for a long time.

On the first day of employment, a friend insisted on a treat.

As soon as the food was on the table, my friend received a call. There was an urgent matter at home and he needed to go back to deal with it. As a last resort, he ran away.

Looking at the table of dishes, Huo Qing couldn't laugh or cry, so he might as well pack them up and take them home.

"Huo Qing?"

Huo Qing raised his eyes and was taken aback when he saw Shu Yicheng.

Shu Yicheng was wearing a white shirt, and his slightly curly short hair was well-groomed. Compared with the casual one before, he was a bit more serious and dignified.

But also an unexpected fit.

In fact, it's not a dazzling dress, but because of his excellent appearance and figure, he stepped on the gray floor to give it the texture of a catwalk.

A few young men at the nearby table glanced at him and then again, whispering while pressing their necks.

Huo Qing laughed and asked, "Come to eat?"

"My friend can't come due to something, so I'm going to leave."

Huo Qing glanced at the dishes in front of him, and took the initiative to invite: "If you don't mind, let's eat together."

"Then your friend..."

"Let's go, I can't eat alone."

Shu Yicheng didn't hesitate and sat down happily.

The age difference of two years is not enough to form a generation gap. They are all good at chatting, and they know how to keep the scene warm and the atmosphere at the table is excellent.

Shu Yicheng: "I'll invite you tomorrow."

"you are welcome."

"I've been back to China not long ago, so I'm not familiar with this place, and I don't have any friends." Shu Yicheng lowered his eyelids, a little depressed, "It doesn't matter if you're busy."

Huo Qing had no choice but to change his words and said, "I have an appointment with a client tomorrow, so I don't have time."

"Then the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."

After a short pause, Shu Yicheng suddenly raised his eyes and asked seriously, "Am I annoying?"

Huo Qing couldn't laugh or cry.

This person is only two years younger than him, so he looks like a child who hasn't grown up. Not only is he sensitive, but he also knows how to use this "vulnerability" as a weapon.

But he doesn't hate Shu Yicheng, and is willing to make friends with him.

So he nodded.

Shu Yicheng immediately became happy again, went to the parking lot with him, and offered to drive him off.

On the way, Tang Shengnian called, the two chatted for a while, after hanging up, Shu Yicheng asked, "Girlfriend?"

"It's a man."

"That's the boyfriend?"

Huo Qing restrained his expression: "Our relationship is not suitable for talking about this."

Shu Yicheng quickly glanced at him: "I'm sorry, I crossed the line."

Huo Qing turned his head and closed his eyes for a nap.

The air in the compartment stopped circulating and froze slightly.

Along the way, neither of them spoke again.

The car passed through the traffic and crowds, and stopped at its fixed position.

Huo Qing opened his eyes and said, "Thank you."

Shu Yicheng sat on the steering wheel and secretly looked at him from the corner of his eye.

All the anger that Huo Qing saw was gone, and he was about to open his mouth to make some jokes.

The "little young man" next to him suddenly leaned over, leaned closer to his ear, and suppressed his voice into a thin one, only the two parties could hear: "I'm sorry, don't be angry with me."

Just a short sentence, full of low-pitched grievances, like a thin needle, suddenly pierced Huo Qing's ear.

His head went numb, and half of his face burned.