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It was still dark when Zheng Yuming woke up.

He hadn't woken up so early for a long time, and this strange feeling made him lie on the bed with his eyes wide open and his head empty for more than ten minutes before slowly getting up.At some point, a glass of water was placed on the bedside table, and he took two sips, which relieved the dryness of his throat.

He sat on the bed for a while, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went out of the bedroom, only to find that the door of the guest bedroom was open and the bed was empty.

Liu Qijun left?He thought it was impossible, looked around suspiciously, and finally found someone on the balcony.

He walked over and saw a tall man lying on a wooden chair with his arms folded, wearing thin pajamas, covered with a cashmere blanket that was too small for him.His feet were exposed outside the cashmere blanket, his brows were frowning, and his expression was not good.

Zheng Yuming reached out and touched his instep, it was icy cold.

He was about to wake him up and go back to sleep in the room, but he hesitated the moment he stretched out his hand. After a moment of hesitation, he withdrew his hand, went to the room and took another larger cashmere quilt to cover him.

Liu Qijun didn't know when he fell asleep, his arms and feet had been removed, and he still slept soundly on the recliner.

Zheng Yuming went back to the kitchen to make a pot of hot coffee, poured himself a cup, put on a coat again, and stood at the balcony with the hot coffee to look at the distant sky.

It was just after 4 o'clock in the morning, the sky began to turn white, and the sun was about to rise.

His eyes extended from the tall buildings nearby, looking at the alternation of light and darkness at the end.Like a dream that has been intoxicated all night is about to go away, and the unknown world is about to come.The sun is shining wantonly, as if I don't remember the loneliness I once had.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen the sunrise.

So involuntarily, he lowered his head to look at the sleeping man.

This is the first person to spend the night in his house, even if only on a simple deck chair on the balcony.

When Liu Qijun fell asleep, his eyebrows and eyes were much duller than usual. Once his smiling eyes were closed, the thick eyebrows and tight lips showed the man's fierce majesty, which was more in line with his appearance.It's just that Zheng Yuming recalled it for a long time, and the other party's smiling appearance was still in his mind, with a little frivolous intimacy, and lingering temptation and tolerance.

He was a little dazed.

What happened in the past few months flashed through his mind, and they were all small fragments. From the beginning, the relationship between them was smooth and smooth, knowing, contacting, testing, getting along, contacting, getting close... I have been walking along the established route of all the parties who have a good impression after meeting each other.

Is this what a blind date looks like?He had some strange associations. He heard people in the office complain about the wonderful men and women they met during blind dates. These lively gossips seemed to last for three days and three nights. They would encounter many embarrassing, funny, angry, and vomiting blood. , it seems that it is not normal for a blind date to not meet a top quality.

However, Liu Qijun is not like this.

He was well-dressed that day, he spoke and acted well, he was not rude, his expressions and smiles were not hypocritical, and he did not feel embarrassed or impatient because of the different occasions of the blind date—if he hadn’t met himself, I believe many people would She had a good impression of him, and fell in love with him.

He is really a person who can easily be trusted by others.

At that time, what was the reason why he had no idea about this blind date?Oh, it seems to be about work.

Liu Qijun has no big pursuits. He follows the golden mean that Chinese people love most. He is not dereliction of duty and is not active. He is a more realistic person. He does not have any dreams. He just wants to live his life in an ordinary way.

This kind of person is the kind of person he doesn't like very much.

Zheng Yuming knows his own shortcomings, he is too serious and not smooth enough, he believes in dreams and pursuits, and enriches himself through continuous learning, realizing the value of life and improving himself at the same time.He is not keen on interpersonal communication, although he is not very rude, but it is difficult to have any close and caring friends.

Liu Qijun is the most special one.

Although they met each other on a blind date, they seem to be closer to his life than others, understand his hobbies, tolerate his shortcomings, be closer than friends, and love him more than family members.

If this is the meaning of being a couple, he felt that he was not so stupid when he stepped into the door of the dating agency with embarrassment and shame.

The sun rose slowly, and the warm sunlight began to cover the city. The humid air in the morning dissipated the coldness of the night and began to become warmer.Zheng Yuming's face also became much gentler in the sunshine.

He had already finished the coffee in his hand. He looked down at the man with unfurled brows, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned and went back to the kitchen. He cooked a pot of ginger soup before starting to prepare breakfast.

The movement in the kitchen was not too loud, and Liu Qijun hadn't woken up.

Zheng Yuming didn't rush to wake him up, but went to wash and take care of himself. After getting dressed and came out, he found that Liu Qijun had woken up, holding the folded quilt and asking him: "You got up so early?"

Zheng Yuming nodded, didn't say anything about standing next to him for two hours, and took the quilt from his hand: "Let me put it away, you drink the ginger soup in the pot first, and then come to have breakfast."

"You made ginger soup?" Liu Qijun was surprised.

"Now in early winter, you slept on the balcony all night, be careful of catching a cold." After Zheng Yuming finished speaking, he turned his head and put the quilt away.

Liu Qijun hates the taste of ginger very much. Aunt Liu would rather give him three bags of banlangen when he catches a cold than cook ginger soup for him, since he doesn't know how to drink it anyway.This time because Zheng Yuming cooked it, he had no choice but to hold his nose and drank two bowls. There was a spicy taste in his mouth, which made him stick out his tongue all the time.

Zheng Yuming had already sat down at the dining table and started eating. When he saw him coming out, he said, "Go to the pharmacy later on the way to work and buy some medicine to prevent colds."

"No need, I'm in good health." Liu Qijun felt the taste in his mouth was strange and awkward, so he said, "You eat first, I'll go brush your teeth."

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I found toothbrush cups and towels placed in pairs, and I grinned, feeling a secret joy.It's a pity that his toothbrush is still disposable. After opening the bag, he started to brush his teeth, and finally got rid of the taste in his mouth.

After washing up, he didn't think about going back to his room to change clothes. After he finished tossing and coming out, Zheng Yuming had already eaten, and was sitting on the sofa with a stack of newspapers to read.

Liu Qijun looked at the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, steamed buns, cold potato shreds, and a plate of cantaloupe on the table, and found that his treatment was good. After all, Zheng Yuming used to go to the company for breakfast in the past, so it is good to be willing to cook by himself today.

He asked while eating: "Any news?"

Zheng Yuming flipped through the pages and said, "The recent stock market has been fluctuating a lot. The newspaper used two pages for analysis, which is not interesting. A chain restaurant brand in this city went public yesterday, and the news is introducing the founder and the development process of the brand. Others Nothing interesting."

"Do you read the economic newspaper?"

"Ah."

Liu Qijun did hear that the stock market has been miserable recently, and how many people lost their fortunes, so he quickly asked, "Do you invest in stocks?"

Zheng Yuming shook his head: "Me? I don't play stocks, and I don't know much about the market."

Liu Qijun thought that he would find a financial consultant to help him manage his assets, but he was a little surprised when he said this: "Then what do you use your usual savings for? Don't you do financial management?"

"I do, but I leave it to my parents' financial consultants. That American seems to specialize in foreign financial products, and he doesn't have much contact with domestic ones." Zheng Yuming thought for a while, and then said, "My usual salary is about [-] yuan. Not bad, enough for my daily expenses.”

Zheng Yuming has a house and a car, no burdens in life, and a high commission for project design. He is also a well-known designer, and the design fee is more expensive than others, so in terms of daily expenses, he has not been saving.

Liu Qijun glanced at the home furnishings and drank the porridge silently. It seemed that he was not someone who was short of money.

Zheng Yuming thought he was worried about his own life, so he put down the newspaper and explained: "I have enough money to support two people, no problem."

"..." Liu Qijun raised his head, "What does it mean to support two people?"

Zheng Yuming looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and said: "What I mean is, you don't need to have any pressure to earn money to support your family. I have no demands on you in terms of money."

"..."

Liu Qijun held his chopsticks and thought for a long time, but he didn't understand what he meant, and looked at him blankly.

Zheng Yuming also found that he didn't speak clearly, so he put down the newspaper and came over, sat opposite him, and said seriously: "Well... It seems that among many couples, one party has the habit of spending money for the other party, or taking responsibility The pressure to buy a house and car, I mean, I don't lack these, and I hope you don't feel pressured, don't treat me as that kind of person..."

Seeing Liu Qijun's expression changed, he stopped talking.

Liu Qijun reasoned, and finally figured out what he meant.

Nowadays, couples buy gifts, clothes, and bags for their lovers. It seems that they cannot express their love without buying something. If it is more realistic, all kinds of luxury goods such as houses and cars have become sharp weapons to please each other. Love and marriage, ideals and reality are mixed together, making it hard to tell what is real.

And Zheng Yuming has everything, house, car, luxury goods, ideals, career, everything is perfect.

He doesn't need Liu Qijun to buy anything for him, he doesn't need him to worry about the house and car, he doesn't even need him to worry about these realities, even if he loses his job one day, he can still support two people.

This is a kind of tolerance that is almost indulgent. Even if the other party didn't think that it would hurt his self-esteem a little bit, it still made him feel warm for the jerky care and consideration in it.

So he smiled, stretched out his hand to hold Zheng Yuming's hand, and slowly teased: "You will make me feel that you want to support me. I know you don't lack these, but I am also an adult and have my own career And ideas, and want to do something for you. I think we are in a good state of letting nature take its course now, don't think so much."

Zheng Yuming wanted to say something more, but in the end he just nodded and didn't say much.