Specific gravity
Chapter 104
"Going back to school? I'll see you off." Coming out of the nursing home, Xuan Zhao said to Cen Baiyan.
Cen Boyan said, "No, I'll go ahead and wait for the bus."
"There are few cars here," Xuan Zhao said with a smile as he opened the car door, "Come on, I just happen to have some errands to go to school, so drop by."
Xuanzhao seems to have found a way to get along with Cen Baiyan calmly. He smiles politely, with a sense of distance that is just right and not offensive, and is even able to play a little harmless joke with Cen Baiyan: "Hurry up!" Get in the car and stand for a while, my feet can't stand it."
However, the more easily he behaved, the more uncomfortable Cen Baiyan was.
"Okay, thank you."
Cen Baiyan bent down and got into the car, and sat on the other side by the window, leaving Xuan Zhao's seat next to him vacant.
However, Xuanzhao closed the car door, then sat on the co-pilot, buckled up his seat belt and said to the driver, "Go to Harbor University first."
"Thank you." Cen Baiyan said.
The car slowly drove away from the suburbs, and Cen Baiyan turned his head to look out the window. The streets and trees passed by in sight. He had experienced a long winter abroad, and the southern scenery that should be familiar seemed a little strange at the moment.
"What are your future plans?" Xuan Zhao asked him.
"Huh?" Cen Baiyan came back to his senses, and met Xuan Zhaowen's eyes in the rearview mirror. He was stunned for two seconds, and took the lead to look away. I like it too."
"Very good," Xuan Zhao nodded, "If there is anything I can do to help, you can contact me."
Cen Boyan said: "You have helped me enough."
"Actually not," Xuan Zhao smiled slightly, "you don't have to be so polite."
Cen Baiyan also smiled politely, and then the car fell into a long silence.
It's awkward not to speak, it's awkward to speak, anything is awkward.
Cen Baiyan finally had the real feeling that "he and I have completely and officially separated", which was obviously what he had always hoped for, but when this moment really came, he felt that somewhere in his body he was beaten. Like a knot, his throat was so blocked that he couldn't even breathe.
Cen Baiyan closed his eyes irritably, subconsciously reached into his trouser pocket to touch the cigarette, and then remembered that he was in Xuanzhao's car, and his fingers paused again.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Zhao took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, lit it with a lighter, and turned around and handed it to Cen Baiyan: "Here, I don't mind."
Cen Baiyan frowned reflexively: "When did you start smoking this?"
As soon as the words fell, he immediately realized that his questioning tone was very inappropriate, so he took the lit cigarette and said in a slow voice, "You didn't smoke before."
"You also said, that was in the past." Xuan Zhao turned around and shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Businessman, he has a lot of entertainment, so there is nothing he can do."
Cen Baiyan lowered the car window, took a deep breath with his cigarette holder between his lips, and the white mist he exhaled was quickly blown away by the wind.
He found that he couldn't imagine what it would be like for Xuanzhao to smoke a cigarette, and he couldn't imagine Xuanzhao's appearance at the banquet where there was a lot of drinking and drinking, handing cigarettes and toasting to each other with this boss and that one.
To Cen Baiyan, Xuanzhao is like the beautiful and bright southern street scene outside the window, which has become extremely strange before he knows it.
"It's not good for your health," Cen Baiyan said in a deep voice, "You'd better touch it as little as possible."
Xuan Zhao waved his hands indifferently, adjusted the back of the chair, and found a comfortable position to lean on: "My body is just like this, there is nothing wrong with it, and I won't feel bad because I smoked less cigarettes. Live a few more years."
Cen Baiyan frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but swallowed the words again.
The return journey was not short, Xuan Zhao leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.
Cen Baiyan looked at him through the rearview mirror. Compared with the last time we met, he was a little thinner again. The haggard and tiredness in his eyes could not be concealed, and his overall temperament was more mature and stable than before.I don't know if it's because of the light, his face showed an almost transparent paleness, his eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks, and the floating dust flitted from the tip of his nose.
When was the last time you looked at him like that?
It should be in that hospital in the United States. Cen Baiyan fell ill, and Xuan Zhao took care of him personally.
Every night, after Xuan Zhaoshu fell asleep on the sofa, Cen Baiyan would always look at him like this for a long, long time.
Whether it was in those late nights or in the speeding car at this time, Cen Baiyan had to admit that whenever he looked at Xuanzhao, his heart, which was already numb from the pain, would still have a strong reaction, half joyful, half sad Chu, half is love, half is hate, all kinds of extreme emotions are mixed together, which always makes him unable to deal with himself.
Arriving at an intersection, the car stopped at the last second of the green light, Xuan Zhao opened his eyes without warning, and met Cen Baiyan's gaze in the mirror before he could look back.
Caught off guard by the staring at each other, Cen Baiyan turned his head in embarrassment, and looked out the window trying to cover up.
Xuan Zhao didn't respond or speak.
After the 1-minute red light passed, the car started again. Cen Baiyan let out a breath and looked at the rearview mirror uncontrollably. Xuanzhao closed his eyes with an extremely calm expression.
All of a sudden, a feeling of anger and resentment welled up in his head, Cen Baiyan thought why you can always deal with it calmly?
It's you who said you love me, and it's you who said you don't love me. Is it because I'm the only one who is disturbed from the beginning to the end?
It was you who said you wanted to be nice to me and stalk me to get me back, and now you are rational and calm as if nothing had happened.
Cen Boyan shook his head vigorously, warning himself not to think like that again, he was the one who pushed Xuan Zhao away, so it doesn't make sense to blame Xuan Zhao for his alienation now.
The points are all separated, and this is the best now, don't give him any more vain fantasies.
After Cen Baiyan got out of the car, Xuan Zhao pressed the window and said goodbye to him politely.
"Next time we have a chance to have dinner together." Xuan Zhao said with a smile.
Cen Baiyan was not used to this so-called formulaic speech in the mall, so he nodded uncomfortably: "Okay, next time."
Obviously we all know each other, there will be no next time.
The car window was slowly lifted, and just as it was about to close, a hand came in suddenly——
Xuan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he saw Cen Baiyan standing bent over outside the window.
At this moment, Cen Baiyan keenly caught the panic that he hadn't had time to hide from Xuan Zhao's eyes, and this discovery even made him a little complacent.
"Is there anything else?" Xuan Zhao lowered the window again.
"Auntie said that you stopped when you were seven years old, and you often act like a seven-year-old child," Cen Baiyan said in a low voice, "Then are you doing this now to make yourself look like an adult, Mr. Xuan?"
Smoking, drinking, socializing, talking nonsense and perfunctory, living like an emotionless log, is this how you escape the misfortune that befell you at the age of seven?
He suddenly extended his arms and came in, Xuan Zhao subconsciously dodged sideways, Cen Baiyan took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket with two fingers.
Xuan Zhao was a little annoyed by this offensive behavior, frowned and said, "Give it back to me."
"If you are not in good health, don't smoke this." Cen Baiyan shook the cigarette case, "A few more days is a few days."
"Thank you for your concern." Xuan Zhao bent the corners of his lips, "Goodbye."
The black Bentley turned his head and gradually disappeared from sight. Cen Baiyan stood where he was, remembering the last words he had spoken to him before leaving——
"I hope that Xiao Zhao's life will be long and long, and I don't want him to live a boring life like this. Bo Yan, do you have any good ideas?"
I don't know what to do, Cen Baiyan looked at the high-end cigarette in his hand, smiled wryly and thought about it, forget it.
He and Xuan Zhao already have a relationship of "long time no see" and "see you next time".
In the car, the driver asked, "Boss, are you going to your school?"
Xuan Zhao shook his head: "Go back to the company."
The driver turns the steering wheel and turns again.
Xuan Zhao, who had been closing his eyes just now, was extremely sober at the moment. He stared blankly at the rearview mirror. After a while, Xuan Zhao said, "He's doing well now, what do you think?"
The driver wasn't sure if the boss was talking to him, but there was no one else in the car except him, so he couldn't ignore the boss, so he nodded: "Very good."
"That's fine, as long as it's fine." Xuan Zhao suddenly lowered his head and smiled, putting his hands into his coat pockets.
Just now Cen Baiyan reached out to take his cigarette, as if Cen Baiyan was holding his hand.
After arriving at the company, Xuan Zhaocai got out of the car and bumped into Uncle Gong who hurried out of the elevator.
Uncle Gong has followed Xuan Boyuan since he was young, and he has experienced all kinds of storms, and it is rare for him to be so panic-stricken.
"Uncle," Xuan Zhao stopped him, and asked with frowned eyebrows, "what happened?"
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao." As if he had found a backbone, Uncle Gong grabbed Xuan Zhao's arm, "Qiaoqiao something happened!"
Xuan Zhao froze, immediately helped Uncle Gong into the car, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Qiaoqiao? What happened to her?"
Uncle Gong took a deep breath: "People's Hospital."
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In the early morning of the second watch, it is estimated that it will be in the middle of the night, everyone can come and see it tomorrow morning!
Cen Boyan said, "No, I'll go ahead and wait for the bus."
"There are few cars here," Xuan Zhao said with a smile as he opened the car door, "Come on, I just happen to have some errands to go to school, so drop by."
Xuanzhao seems to have found a way to get along with Cen Baiyan calmly. He smiles politely, with a sense of distance that is just right and not offensive, and is even able to play a little harmless joke with Cen Baiyan: "Hurry up!" Get in the car and stand for a while, my feet can't stand it."
However, the more easily he behaved, the more uncomfortable Cen Baiyan was.
"Okay, thank you."
Cen Baiyan bent down and got into the car, and sat on the other side by the window, leaving Xuan Zhao's seat next to him vacant.
However, Xuanzhao closed the car door, then sat on the co-pilot, buckled up his seat belt and said to the driver, "Go to Harbor University first."
"Thank you." Cen Baiyan said.
The car slowly drove away from the suburbs, and Cen Baiyan turned his head to look out the window. The streets and trees passed by in sight. He had experienced a long winter abroad, and the southern scenery that should be familiar seemed a little strange at the moment.
"What are your future plans?" Xuan Zhao asked him.
"Huh?" Cen Baiyan came back to his senses, and met Xuan Zhaowen's eyes in the rearview mirror. He was stunned for two seconds, and took the lead to look away. I like it too."
"Very good," Xuan Zhao nodded, "If there is anything I can do to help, you can contact me."
Cen Boyan said: "You have helped me enough."
"Actually not," Xuan Zhao smiled slightly, "you don't have to be so polite."
Cen Baiyan also smiled politely, and then the car fell into a long silence.
It's awkward not to speak, it's awkward to speak, anything is awkward.
Cen Baiyan finally had the real feeling that "he and I have completely and officially separated", which was obviously what he had always hoped for, but when this moment really came, he felt that somewhere in his body he was beaten. Like a knot, his throat was so blocked that he couldn't even breathe.
Cen Baiyan closed his eyes irritably, subconsciously reached into his trouser pocket to touch the cigarette, and then remembered that he was in Xuanzhao's car, and his fingers paused again.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Zhao took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, lit it with a lighter, and turned around and handed it to Cen Baiyan: "Here, I don't mind."
Cen Baiyan frowned reflexively: "When did you start smoking this?"
As soon as the words fell, he immediately realized that his questioning tone was very inappropriate, so he took the lit cigarette and said in a slow voice, "You didn't smoke before."
"You also said, that was in the past." Xuan Zhao turned around and shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Businessman, he has a lot of entertainment, so there is nothing he can do."
Cen Baiyan lowered the car window, took a deep breath with his cigarette holder between his lips, and the white mist he exhaled was quickly blown away by the wind.
He found that he couldn't imagine what it would be like for Xuanzhao to smoke a cigarette, and he couldn't imagine Xuanzhao's appearance at the banquet where there was a lot of drinking and drinking, handing cigarettes and toasting to each other with this boss and that one.
To Cen Baiyan, Xuanzhao is like the beautiful and bright southern street scene outside the window, which has become extremely strange before he knows it.
"It's not good for your health," Cen Baiyan said in a deep voice, "You'd better touch it as little as possible."
Xuan Zhao waved his hands indifferently, adjusted the back of the chair, and found a comfortable position to lean on: "My body is just like this, there is nothing wrong with it, and I won't feel bad because I smoked less cigarettes. Live a few more years."
Cen Baiyan frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but swallowed the words again.
The return journey was not short, Xuan Zhao leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.
Cen Baiyan looked at him through the rearview mirror. Compared with the last time we met, he was a little thinner again. The haggard and tiredness in his eyes could not be concealed, and his overall temperament was more mature and stable than before.I don't know if it's because of the light, his face showed an almost transparent paleness, his eyelashes cast shadows on his cheeks, and the floating dust flitted from the tip of his nose.
When was the last time you looked at him like that?
It should be in that hospital in the United States. Cen Baiyan fell ill, and Xuan Zhao took care of him personally.
Every night, after Xuan Zhaoshu fell asleep on the sofa, Cen Baiyan would always look at him like this for a long, long time.
Whether it was in those late nights or in the speeding car at this time, Cen Baiyan had to admit that whenever he looked at Xuanzhao, his heart, which was already numb from the pain, would still have a strong reaction, half joyful, half sad Chu, half is love, half is hate, all kinds of extreme emotions are mixed together, which always makes him unable to deal with himself.
Arriving at an intersection, the car stopped at the last second of the green light, Xuan Zhao opened his eyes without warning, and met Cen Baiyan's gaze in the mirror before he could look back.
Caught off guard by the staring at each other, Cen Baiyan turned his head in embarrassment, and looked out the window trying to cover up.
Xuan Zhao didn't respond or speak.
After the 1-minute red light passed, the car started again. Cen Baiyan let out a breath and looked at the rearview mirror uncontrollably. Xuanzhao closed his eyes with an extremely calm expression.
All of a sudden, a feeling of anger and resentment welled up in his head, Cen Baiyan thought why you can always deal with it calmly?
It's you who said you love me, and it's you who said you don't love me. Is it because I'm the only one who is disturbed from the beginning to the end?
It was you who said you wanted to be nice to me and stalk me to get me back, and now you are rational and calm as if nothing had happened.
Cen Boyan shook his head vigorously, warning himself not to think like that again, he was the one who pushed Xuan Zhao away, so it doesn't make sense to blame Xuan Zhao for his alienation now.
The points are all separated, and this is the best now, don't give him any more vain fantasies.
After Cen Baiyan got out of the car, Xuan Zhao pressed the window and said goodbye to him politely.
"Next time we have a chance to have dinner together." Xuan Zhao said with a smile.
Cen Baiyan was not used to this so-called formulaic speech in the mall, so he nodded uncomfortably: "Okay, next time."
Obviously we all know each other, there will be no next time.
The car window was slowly lifted, and just as it was about to close, a hand came in suddenly——
Xuan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he saw Cen Baiyan standing bent over outside the window.
At this moment, Cen Baiyan keenly caught the panic that he hadn't had time to hide from Xuan Zhao's eyes, and this discovery even made him a little complacent.
"Is there anything else?" Xuan Zhao lowered the window again.
"Auntie said that you stopped when you were seven years old, and you often act like a seven-year-old child," Cen Baiyan said in a low voice, "Then are you doing this now to make yourself look like an adult, Mr. Xuan?"
Smoking, drinking, socializing, talking nonsense and perfunctory, living like an emotionless log, is this how you escape the misfortune that befell you at the age of seven?
He suddenly extended his arms and came in, Xuan Zhao subconsciously dodged sideways, Cen Baiyan took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket with two fingers.
Xuan Zhao was a little annoyed by this offensive behavior, frowned and said, "Give it back to me."
"If you are not in good health, don't smoke this." Cen Baiyan shook the cigarette case, "A few more days is a few days."
"Thank you for your concern." Xuan Zhao bent the corners of his lips, "Goodbye."
The black Bentley turned his head and gradually disappeared from sight. Cen Baiyan stood where he was, remembering the last words he had spoken to him before leaving——
"I hope that Xiao Zhao's life will be long and long, and I don't want him to live a boring life like this. Bo Yan, do you have any good ideas?"
I don't know what to do, Cen Baiyan looked at the high-end cigarette in his hand, smiled wryly and thought about it, forget it.
He and Xuan Zhao already have a relationship of "long time no see" and "see you next time".
In the car, the driver asked, "Boss, are you going to your school?"
Xuan Zhao shook his head: "Go back to the company."
The driver turns the steering wheel and turns again.
Xuan Zhao, who had been closing his eyes just now, was extremely sober at the moment. He stared blankly at the rearview mirror. After a while, Xuan Zhao said, "He's doing well now, what do you think?"
The driver wasn't sure if the boss was talking to him, but there was no one else in the car except him, so he couldn't ignore the boss, so he nodded: "Very good."
"That's fine, as long as it's fine." Xuan Zhao suddenly lowered his head and smiled, putting his hands into his coat pockets.
Just now Cen Baiyan reached out to take his cigarette, as if Cen Baiyan was holding his hand.
After arriving at the company, Xuan Zhaocai got out of the car and bumped into Uncle Gong who hurried out of the elevator.
Uncle Gong has followed Xuan Boyuan since he was young, and he has experienced all kinds of storms, and it is rare for him to be so panic-stricken.
"Uncle," Xuan Zhao stopped him, and asked with frowned eyebrows, "what happened?"
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao." As if he had found a backbone, Uncle Gong grabbed Xuan Zhao's arm, "Qiaoqiao something happened!"
Xuan Zhao froze, immediately helped Uncle Gong into the car, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Qiaoqiao? What happened to her?"
Uncle Gong took a deep breath: "People's Hospital."
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In the early morning of the second watch, it is estimated that it will be in the middle of the night, everyone can come and see it tomorrow morning!
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