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After drawing the design drawing, Fu Yue communicated with Chen Xundong again, and after confirming that there was no problem, he asked Yang Ju to send the design drawing over.

This time when she received the task, Yang Ju's brows looked worried, Fu Yue said: "Miss Wu is on a business trip, and she won't be back until a few days later, don't be afraid, go."

Only then did Yang Ju stretch her eyebrows, and hurriedly ran to Chen's house.

Fu Yue stayed in the office, and he didn't leave the office until Yang Ju sent a message saying that it was done.

Not wanting to cook today, Fu Yue casually went into a Chinese fast food restaurant and ate a shredded chicken rice.

After returning home, he received a video call from his parents. Fu Yue washed his face and pressed the answer button.

"Yue Yue." Fu's mother looked at her son, wanting to see from his face whether he was thin or haggard.

"Mom." Seeing Fu's father also leaning over, Fu Yue called out, "Dad."

"Dad received the clothes you bought for Dad. Son, how are you doing recently? Are you still used to it?" Dad Fu said kindly.

"Dad, I'm fine. As long as you like the clothes, I'm not by your side. Remember to take care of yourself. Mom, you too." Fu Yue said.

Mama Fu said to Papa Fu: "You have covered me!" Papa Fu moved his face away aggrievedly, Mama Fu said: "You sent so many delicious food to Mama, did you eat well? Have you finished eating? What did you have for tonight?"

"It's been a long time to eat. I still haven't finished the sauce you made. By the way, I invited my new neighbors to have dinner. I ate shredded chicken tonight." Fu Yue answered Fu one by one. Mom question.

Father Fu unconsciously brought his head closer: "Is shredded chicken as delicious as home-cooked chicken?"

"How is it possible? The shredded chicken made by Dad is the best." The taste at home can't be compared with outside.

Father Fu smiled with satisfaction.

The parents chatted with their son for a long time before hanging up the video call reluctantly.

The next day, Fu Yue got up early in the morning and stretched and ran with Xu Zheng, this time running side by side.

The two were about the same height, and their running pace was almost the same. There was no communication, and each of them plugged in a Bluetooth headset. Xu Zheng ran to the rhythm of the music, and Fu Yue ran to the rhythm of Xu Zheng.

You run your steps, I also run your steps.

Listening to the song, Fu Yue somehow thought of this nonsensical sentence, which was illogical, but he liked it very much.

After the run, they had breakfast together as usual. The Chinese breakfast they had been eating for the past few days, both of them wanted a change. They went to a bakery and dessert shop and each ordered a croissant set meal.

Xu Zheng suddenly said, "Today I invite you."

For no reason, Fu Yue was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Xu Zheng said: "Tomorrow I will go on a business trip to City L, and it will take about a few days. In these few days, you should practice long-distance running by yourself and eat my croissant, so you can't be lazy."

Fu Yue has gotten used to running with Xu Zheng every morning, when he suddenly heard that Xu Zheng was going on a business trip, he felt complicated: "Okay, I hope everything goes well for you."

"Thank you." Xu Zheng took the croissant, "I hope you can make progress when I come back."

Fu Yue said, "I will."

For the next few days, Fu Yue followed the routine every day. He got up in the morning and ran in the morning, then went to Xiangzhu office to work, and came back at night to cook and eat by himself. He learned some new recipes and read a few new books. His life was plain and simple. Every night when I went to the balcony to watch the night view, the room next to me was dark. At this moment, Fu Yue wondered what Xu Zheng was doing in L City.

That night, after Fu Yue had dinner, he went to the balcony to watch the night view as usual, and found that the light on the balcony next door was on. After waiting for a while, Fu Yue saw Xu Zheng come out.

He was about to say hello with a smile, but found a tired look on Xu Zheng's face. He put away the smile and asked with concern: "You look so bad, what's wrong? Is the business trip not going well?"

"I went to see a client yesterday. The client had several lawyers, but he only needed one to help him with the lawsuit. He assessed us and wanted to choose one of us who he thought was the best who could help him win the lawsuit. .” Xu Zheng’s voice was low and cool in the night.

Fu Yue listened quietly, knowing that he hadn't reached the point yet.

Xu Zheng continued: "I didn't participate in his assessment, that client didn't even give me a chance, do you know why?" He looked up at Fu Yue.

Fu Yue hesitated: "...what?"

Xu Zheng smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm: "He said that because I was too young, it was a waste of my time to participate in the assessment. I didn't have enough experience and qualifications, so he didn't consider me at all."

Fu Yue knew.

Young people have the advantages of being young, but being young is always accompanied by recklessness, impulsiveness, recklessness and recklessness, and these are labeled as unstable. This is the first impression that the public gives young people, unreliable Untrustworthy, perhaps stereotyped, but representative.

But this definitely does not include Xu Zheng. Although Fu Yue has not known him for a long time, he can clearly feel the characteristics of Xu Zheng.

Self-discipline, rigorous, independent, and calm in doing things, such a person has a high level of professionalism. Fu Yue appreciates this kind of person.

Fu Yue walked back to the living room, brought out two glasses of red wine after a while, and asked Xu Zheng, "Drink?"

Xu Zheng walked to the balcony, took the red wine handed over by Fu Yue, and took a sip.

Fu Yue said: "Xu Zheng, that man is blind to gold and jade, so don't feel sorry for him."

"I'm not sad." Xu Zheng shook his red wine glass, "I just... I don't know either."

Fu Yue said with a smile: "For some people, no one is good. Young people are half-hearted and arrogant; middle-aged people are sophisticated and care about every detail; old people are pedantic and stubborn." He paused , Continued: "But in my opinion, the elderly are mature and experienced; the middle-aged are aggressive and have accumulated a lot; "

Xu Zheng was silent for a long time, and the neon lights were flickering in the distance, thousands of layers of overlapping colors, extremely magnificent.

Finally I heard him say, "Fu Yue, thank you."

"Come on, let's have a drink." Fu Yue said, "Cheers to the young people!"

Xu Zheng clinked glasses with Fu Yue: "Cheers to the young people!"

They drank it all in one gulp, leaving a few drops of red wine in the goblet. It was neither noble, glamorous, nor pure, like this imperfect life.

They talked for a long time.

Finally, Xu Zheng handed the goblet back to Xu Zheng: "Okay, go to bed early, and don't forget about the morning run tomorrow."

Fu Yue took the goblet: "Okay, good night."

Xu Zheng said, "Good night."

The two left the balcony one after another. Fu Yue suddenly thought that he fell in love with the design of the balcony. If he and Xu Zheng only maintained this kind of relationship, they would be friends for morning jogs, friends for meals, and friends for talking on the balcony for the rest of their lives. Not bad, very good.

Xu Zheng was like a strict mentor, at least when he took Fu Yue for a run.

He has been away on business for a few days, and his physical fitness has not declined at all. I don't know if he still maintains the habit of running in the morning in L City.While running, Fu Yue glanced at Xu Zheng beside him.

After a few glances like this, Xu Zheng noticed it, took off the Bluetooth headset, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Fu Yue asked the question in his heart: "Do you also run in the morning in L City?"

"No." Fu Yue's eyes widened slightly, and then he heard Xu Zheng say: "I run at night."

"...Oh." Fu Yue created an entry in his heart, #许郑，自律#, he usually doesn't want to move when he is on a business trip, either physically or mentally, or even physically and mentally exhausted. It's a common thing, how can I have the energy to keep exercising.

Xu Zheng seemed to see what Fu Yue was thinking, and said, "When you're tired, rhythm is more important, and so is running."

Fu Yue was taught: "Yes, I think so too."

When the two finished today's distance and stopped to wipe off their sweat, Xu Zheng said, "Starting tomorrow, we will add eight kilometers."

Fu Yue panted, the words of protest stuck in his throat, his eyes softened, and he silently expressed his tiredness, hoping that Mr. Xu Zheng would "take back his life".

Master Xu Zheng understood the look in his eyes and said, "Are you acquiescing? Well, that's the decision."

After a few seconds, "Forget it." Xu Zheng was very kind, and Fu Yue's eyes lit up.

He smiled: "Increase five kilometers in the next two days, and start eight kilometers the day after tomorrow."

This is a physical delayed execution, and it is a psychological decision.Fu Yue silently accepted this decision, looking at death with righteousness on his face, Xu Zheng looked at him ready to die generously, and comforted him kindly: "It may be a little tired in the first few days, but it will be fine after a few days."

"The time from quantitative change to qualitative change is too...short...Dad? Mom?" Fu Yue looked behind Xu Zheng.

Dad?Xu Zheng was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around following Fu Yue's gaze, and saw a middle-aged couple, the man was pulling a suitcase, the woman was carrying a backpack, both smiling and looking at Fu Yue.The man's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Fu Yue's, and Xu Zheng immediately knew who the couple were.

Father Fu said, "Son!"

Fu Yue took a few steps forward, helped Mama Fu carry the backpack, and asked, "Dad, Mom, why are you here?"

Fu's mother took Fu's father's hand: "Your father, I miss you every day. I don't know how you are doing here, so I just want to see you and give you a surprise. Oh, I can't persuade him .”

Father Fu chuckled: "Fucking mother, do you dare to say that you don't want to come? Son, let me tell you, your mother advised me not to disturb you on the surface, but in fact, I was secretly looking at the ticket, but I found out How about it, mom and dad came to see you suddenly, are you surprised or frightened?"

Fu Yue didn't need to answer, the smile on his face had completely exposed his mood.

Mother Fu saw Xu Zheng and said, "Yueyue, is this your new friend? Aren't you going to introduce it to your parents?"

Fu Yue slapped his head, his action was one step ahead of his thoughts, he ran over and grabbed Xu Zheng's wrist, brought him over, and said, "Come on, let me introduce you, these are my parents."

Xu Zheng took a quick look at Fu Yue holding his hand, bent slightly and said, "Uncle, Auntie, hello."

Fu Yue cleared his throat, and introduced with a little grandeur: "This is my new neighbor, and also a good friend, a very good person, Xu Zheng."

Xu Zheng was a little embarrassed, and pulled Fu Yue's clothes with the back of his hands.

Fu Yue smiled at Xu Zheng and indicated with his eyes that he was fine.

Mama Fu looked at Xu Zheng: "Xiao Zheng, hello, nice to meet you."

"It seems to be the first time I've heard my son praise a friend for being outstanding." Father Fu stretched out his hand, "It must be really excellent, Xiaozheng, hello."

Xu Zheng stretched out his hand to hold Papa Fu, a little cautiously.

Fu Yue asked: "Dad, Mom, have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet. I just took a taxi from the airport. I wanted to go up to find you, but I saw you here." Fu's mother said.

Fu Yue led Fu's parents: "There is a breakfast shop in front, you go and have breakfast, I'll take your luggage up, Xu Zheng, help me take it together, okay?"

Father Fu said: "How can I let Xiaozheng take it? I'll come and have breakfast together later."

"No, no, you guys eat, Xu Zheng doesn't mind, right?" Fu Yue looked at Xu Zheng.

Xu Zheng said: "Yes, uncle and aunt, I'll just help you with your luggage. You should be tired after flying here."

Fu Yue pulled the suitcase, Xu Zheng carried two bags, placed Fu's parents and Fu's mother in the breakfast shop, and they went upstairs.

Xu Zheng said, "Thank you."

Fu Yue laughed: "Thank you? My parents will like you very much." It was strange to say this, so he quickly added: "Actually, you don't have to be cautious, my parents are very good to my friends Just now he was afraid that Xu Zheng would feel embarrassed when his parents invited Xu Zheng to have breakfast together, so he made an excuse to bring Xu Zheng back first.

"Really?" Xu Zheng said, "From your tone, you should have quite a lot of friends."

Fu Yue thought about it seriously: "In fact, there are not many, good friends are those few, and the ones I introduced to my parents are also those few."

Xu Zheng hummed: "Here we are." It's the sixteenth floor.

They moved the luggage into Fu Yue's house, and Fu Yue asked, "Thank you, would you like to have breakfast with me, a siew toast with fruit milk, how about it?"

"Your parents are still downstairs, why don't you go with them first?"

"It's okay, they won't mind, give them a little time together, I might also be a light bulb when I go now." Fu Yue replied generously.

Xu Zheng sat on the sofa and said, "Okay, I'll just sit here and wait."

Fu Yue moved quickly, and after a few minutes, he came out with two plates of toasts, with various fruits randomly placed on them, as expected of a student of architectural design, a simple breakfast, and the presentation of the plates is very aesthetically pleasing, depending on the color and position Feeling very comfortable, he brought out two more cups of hot milk, turned on the TV to watch the news broadcast, and said, "Eat."

Xu Zheng watched TV for a while and asked, "Fu Yue, are you free this weekend?"

Without hesitation, Fu Yue said, "Yes, is there any good activity?"

"My friend gave me two limited-time exhibition tickets to the museum, the British exhibition from the seventeenth to the nineteenth centuries, are you interested?"

"Yes, do you want to go together?" Fu Yue likes to see exhibitions, both Chinese and Western, ancient and modern. He has seen many exhibitions in these years, and he still has infinite enthusiasm every time he goes there. He never tires of it.

Xu Zheng: "Saturday?"

Fu Yue finished his last mouthful of cider and said, "Okay."