It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

Yu Qiu was as considerate as ever, and Si Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

He solemnly said: "Xiaoqiu, thank you."

"You're welcome, I'm going to rest." Yu Qiu pointed to the leftover lunch box and asked with a smile, "Can you help me take the garbage away?"

Si Ting: "Of course."

Then he took the garbage and left.

The purple hyacinths lie quietly on the tea table, the color is rich and deep, and the vigorous blooming momentum is incompatible with the cold house.

but--

No matter how full it blooms, there are times when it withers.

No matter how cold the tone is, it can also become the warmest harbor.

Yu Qiu fiddled with the delicate flower branches, a little lost in interest, suddenly remembered something, and picked up the phone from the corner of the sofa.

No news.

Shen Mingdeng's WeChat avatar is the same as his house, with a simple and indifferent style, just a simple "Shen".

The font is Xingkai, the shape is correct, but the strokes are bold and unrestrained. At first glance, it looks solemn, but inside it implies a chic and awe-inspiring trend.

Yu Qiu watched carefully for a long while, and the ghost almost saved the picture.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Miffy knocked on the door of the office and asked respectfully: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Zhou said that he would like to invite you to dinner tonight. Would you like to see?"

Shen Mingdeng paused with his fingertips, looked away from the computer screen, looked at the phone, and replied lightly: "I have something to do at night, push it for me."

"Okay." Miffy gestured to leave.

"Wait." Shen Mingdeng called to stop him, "All the dinners within a week have been postponed."

"Ok."

Miffy responded with a smile, and when he closed the door, he saw Shen Mingdeng pick up his phone from the corner of his eye.

Something's wrong, what can the boss do, even postpone the dinner for a week?

As soon as Shen Mingdeng clicked on WeChat, he received a message from Yu Qiu: [Are you coming back for dinner tonight? 】

The sharp eyebrows and eyes softened a bit.

He asked: [What do you want to eat? 】

[Yu Qiu: The weather is cold, how about eating hot pot?Buy some ingredients and cook them yourself.If you agree, I'll place an order on my mobile phone to buy groceries. 】

【Shen Mingdeng: Good. 】

After replying, he concentrated on his work, speeded up the process, and left work on time.

Mr. Shen, who has always been a workaholic, left work on time? !

The secretary assistants including Miffy were all shocked.

As another boss of the company, Wen Ce is different from Shen Mingdeng. He has always advocated a balance between work and rest, and leaves work on time every day.

The two met at the elevator entrance.

Wen Ce was so shocked that he almost dropped the car keys: "Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"

"Idioms have improved." Shen Mingdeng stepped into the car, as if thinking of something, and asked, "How is the "Corner" project progressing?"

Wen Ce followed closely behind, sighing: "Fate is too short."

"Speak well." Shen Mingdeng glanced at him.

Wen Ce said seriously: "Some things are still being communicated."

"En." Shen Mingdeng responded in an unclear manner.

The car descended level by level, and when he was approaching the underground garage, he asked casually, "What else has not been negotiated?"

Wen Ce naturally knows everything. He has a good memory and is serious and responsible in his work. All the project materials are printed in his mind and he speaks clearly.

"Fengqiu?" Shen Mingdeng chuckled, "I remember you bought embroidery from this store."

"Yes!" Wen Ce said in surprise, "It's hard for you to remember."

When the elevator arrived at the garage, Shen Mingdeng stepped out of the car, walked a few steps, then turned around and stopped, and said, "This store is unwilling to cooperate?"

"That's not true." Wen Ce shook his head, "Shimmer went to talk to Boss Wei, but Boss Wei said she couldn't make the decision, but she didn't say anything about the person who could make the decision. So far, there is no response, Shimmer They all want to give up.”

"Why don't you give up?" Shen Mingdeng asked.

Wen Ce smiled, and the mixed-race boy's deep eyes shone brightly: "I asked a friend to help me appraise it. The level of that work is very high. I don't want the pearl to be dusted."

Shen Mingdeng raised his glasses and said slowly, "Do you want to make a deal?"

"Based on what I know about you, this deal is definitely not good for me." Wen Ce didn't want to be fooled by him, "But I'm curious, what deal do you want to make with me."

"Time is money. If I can introduce you to the creator of that work as soon as possible, can you transfer the embroidery to me?"

Shen Mingdeng's eyes were determined, "Double the price."

Wen Ce scrutinized him carefully, folded his arms and tilted his head: "Let me think about it..."

"Time waits for no one, only 1 minute." Shen Mingdeng firmly grasped the initiative.

"Do you really know that master?" Wen Ce was a little shaken in his heart.

Although he is reluctant to part with his works, the charm of the master is even greater. As long as he gets acquainted with the master, is he afraid that he will not see good works!

He is not indecisive, after analyzing the pros and cons, he immediately decided: "Deal!"

Shen Mingdeng didn't know why he proposed this deal, maybe it was just a sudden thought, and he did it without thinking too much.

Of course, this matter is related to Yu Qiu, so he must ask Yu Qiu's meaning.

When I got home, Yu Qiu was adjusting the bottom of the pot in the kitchen. The room was filled with the fresh smell of hot pot bottom ingredients. A documentary was playing on the TV in the living room. The narrator’s voice was gorgeous and mellow. The house is full of warm smell.

Shen Mingdeng untied his tie, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and walked to the kitchen.

Yu Qiu was frightened last time in Yu's villa, but this time he deliberately stepped harder.

Yu Qiu turned around when he heard the movement: "I'll be fine soon."

Shen Mingdeng's eyes fell on his feet.

"It's much better today." Yu Qiu clicked on the vegetables on the cooking table, "There's still a little left, wash it and eat it."

"I come."

Shen Mingdeng put on a pink apron. He was tall and had to stoop heavily to wash the vegetables. He was extremely cramped and embarrassed in front of the cooking sink.

"Do you think it's a waste of time?" Yu Qiu asked.

He develops the habit in his dreams and enjoys the sense of accomplishment of cooking, but for a workaholic like Shen Mingdeng, it may feel like a waste of time.

This kind of speech is not beneficial in communication, but will expose the speaker's inferiority and sensitivity.

Yu Qiu understood this truth, but still wanted to ask.

Shen Mingdeng paused his fingers, and asked back: "The speed of machine production is much higher than that of handwork. Do you think hand embroidery is a waste of time?"

Yu Qiu was stunned, and then his expression relaxed, with a smile on his brow.

"You said Brother Ting last night?"

"Ah."

"Thank you."

Shen Mingdeng straightened up and looked at him, "This was originally his negligence."

Yu Qiu braved the rain to pick up people because of his loyalty, and the injury was purely accidental. There is no right or wrong in this matter.But his family is in pain, and Shen Mingdeng doesn't want such an accident to happen again because of "the phone is broken".

Si Ting was not wronged.

His studio has just started, and Meng Pingjiang is the seedling they focus on cultivating, but they don't even have a high-performance mobile phone, which is indeed their studio's dereliction of duty.

The corners of Yu Qiu's lips were lightly raised, and a small pear dimple was embedded on the side of her cheeks, which was sweet, like a glass of honey water in the morning, moist and sweet.

His fingers were slightly stiff, and he accidentally tore the vegetable leaf.

Shen Mingdeng looked away, and lowered his head to face the cooking pool, his thick eyelashes covered the inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

"I'm going out first." Yu Qiu didn't notice, turned and left the kitchen.

After washing the dishes, the two sat down to eat.

Yu Qiu had a leg injury, so the bottom of the pot was not spicy, but he still ate heartily.

Through the hot steam, a little sweat broke out from the tip of the young man's straight nose, and his fair face was smudged crimson, like a snow-colored satin floor stained with haze.

Shen Mingdeng took a fixed look, then looked away.

He didn't pay attention to Yu Qiu's appearance before, perhaps because he cleared up the misunderstanding and gained a little understanding, or maybe he took it under his wings and covered it with a filter. The young man in front of him seemed to have changed from black and white ink painting to Intense watercolor.

Extraordinarily shocking and dazzling.

Thinking of Wen Ce's admiration for that embroidery, Shen Mingdeng had a smile in his eyes, and asked casually, "Did you release your own work in Fengqiu before?"

Yu Qiu raised her eyes, but this time she asked directly.

He smiled: "Yes."

The pupils of the young people are clear and transparent, and under the mist, they are just like treasures in the fog, dazzling.

Shen Mingdeng's expression became more and more gentle.

He picked up the aging fat beef roll, put it in Yu Qiu's bowl naturally, and asked, "Do you know who bought it?"

"According to the shopping guide in the store, he is a very young handsome guy." Yu Qiu's eyes were a little relieved, "I didn't expect young people to like these things these days."

Shen Mingdeng frowned slightly.

young?handsome guy?

Suddenly remembered that Si Ting had told him that the person in front of him liked men.

Shen Mingdeng doesn't care about other people's sexual orientation, but when he thinks that Yu Qiu will marry a man one day...

There was a vague sense of suffocation.

Probably because I don't want to see a good cabbage being hogged by a pig.

He couldn't help showing his elder brother's majesty: "You are still young, so you focus more on your studies."

Yu Qiu misunderstood what he meant, pursed her lips and said, "I won't delay my studies."

He is now doing creation in his spare time.

Shen Mingdeng: "...don't be so anxious."

Yu Qiu felt baffled: "I'm not in a hurry, but there are some things that can be planned first."

"..."

"You just asked me if I knew who bought the work, do you know?" Yu Qiu looked curious.

Shen Mingdeng would not really interfere in Yu Qiu's private affairs, he waved away the inexplicable displeasure in his heart, and said sternly, "Wen Ce bought it."

Yu Qiu's eyes widened, and fish balls were still bulging on his cheeks.

"The company cooperates with Weiguang Studio and plans to shoot a documentary. Wen Ce is now in charge of this project. I want Feng Qiu to appear in the film. Would you like to?"

Shimmer?What a coincidence!

Yu Qiufei chewed a few times quickly, swallowed the fish balls, and asked in surprise, "Your company invests in documentaries?"

I always feel that the wind and the horse are irrelevant.

"Do my friend a favor," Shen Mingden paused, "Besides, I'm also quite interested in this project."

Otherwise, you can just invest money directly, and there is no need to pay attention to follow-up.

"What do you mean by appearance?" Yu Qiu hesitated.

Shen Mingdeng said: "It should involve an interview. Of course, if you don't want to, you can refuse."

He thought Yu Qiu was not used to the camera.

"I am willing." Yu Qiu replied quite decisively.

His eyes were clear, without the slightest sign of being coerced by human feelings.

Shen Mingdeng saw that he sincerely agreed, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

The bottom of the pot was bubbling, Yu Qiu picked up a few slices of lettuce and pressed it down, regaining his composure.

After eating a hot pot meal, Yu Qiu was sweating profusely, but his heart was very happy.

He touched his chubby belly and sighed in a fake way: "I'm going to gain weight again."

It's a pity that he has a foot injury and can't exercise.

When Shen Mingdeng heard the words, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help asking: "Last time I saw you exercising, what did you practice?"

Yu Qiu: "..."

How to overturn history again?

He pretended to be calm, but the blush on his face deepened a shade, and he didn't know whether it was from heat or embarrassment.

"It's the downward dog pose in yoga."

"Well," Shen Mingdeng said subconsciously, "it's quite soft."

Yu Qiu:? ? ?

"I mean," Shen Mingdeng changed the word, "flexible."

Yu Qiu: "..."

He lowered his head and got up and said, "I'm full, eat slowly."

Pretend to go back to the room.

"Wait." Shen Mingdeng stopped him, "When will the medicine be changed?"

"what?"

"The doctor said, change the medicine for your injury once a day."

"Oh, change after taking a shower."

Shen Mingdeng nodded: "Call me then."

"Ok?"

"I'll change it for you."

Yu Qiu shook his head quickly: "No need—"

The phone ringing interrupted him, Shen Mingdeng glanced at him apologetically, picked up the phone to answer the call, did not say a few words, his expression suddenly became serious, and strode into the study.

Yu Qiu sighed lightly.

Forget it, I guess Shen Mingdeng just said it casually, according to the situation, he shouldn't have the time to change his medicine.

Back in the room, he read a book for a while, then boarded the game again.

Lu Gao was online, and immediately sent a message: [How is the injury? 】

In the game, he is much more talkative than the three-dimensional one.

[Wu Huohuo: A small matter, a blessing in disguise, no need for military training. 】

[Gao Dashuai: Okay, how about a game? 】

Come on.

One game wasn't enough, Yu Qiu led Lu Gao, and they went all the way, creating a winning streak.

[Gao Dashuai: That's amazing!How on earth did you play?Why do I always react so slowly? 】

[Wu Huohuo: Talent. 】

[Gao Dashuai: ...]

Yu Qiu smiled, he seldom boasted about himself like that, probably Lu Gao was disillusioned.

[Gao Dashuai: You are very different from what I imagined. 】

[Wu Huohuo:? 】

[Gao Dashuai: Yes, I was quite modest before. 】

It sounds like humility, but it sounds like low self-esteem.

Yu Qiu was stunned, dimples looming on his lips.

He replied: [Before, I got into a dead end, but now I understand it. 】

[Gao Dashuai: Is it related to the person who picked you up yesterday? 】

[Wu Huohuo:? 】

Yu Qiu wondered, how did Lu Gao come to this conclusion?

[Gao Dashuai: I have no intention of prying into your privacy. You said before that your home is in Huajing, but you were injured yesterday. Whether it was Meng Pingjiang or you, the first thing you thought about was not your parents. Is it the one who sent you here the day you signed up? 】

Yes, on the day of registration, Lu Gao met Shen Mingdeng.

Ignoring is ignoring, but Shen Mingdeng is handsome and has such a high sense of presence, it is difficult to really ignore.

[Wu Huohuo: So? 】

[Gao Dashuai: It suits you quite well. 】

[Wu Huohuo: ...he's just the brother of my parents' friend's family. 】

[Gao Dashuai: That's it, then I think your wish to get out of the single as soon as possible may come to nothing. 】

Yu Qiu replied blankly: [Don't curse me. 】

[Gao Dashuai: He looks like that, do you think other people are interested? 】

[Wu Huohuo: Inner beauty is more important. 】

[Gao Dashuai: Inner beauty... Doesn't he have it? 】

Yu Qiu was discouraged all of a sudden, and threw the phone aside, out of sight.

After thinking about it, she was still angry, so she typed and replied: [I must have left the order earlier than you! 】

After speaking, he limped and went to take a shower.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when Shen Mingdeng finished his work.

He cleared the dining table, came to Yu Qiu's door, and knocked.

Yu Qiu was sitting by the bed, hunched over to change his dressing, and it was inconvenient to open the door, so he responded casually, "Please come in."

Shen Mingdeng pushed the door open and entered.

The light from the chandelier poured down, covering the slender young man on the bed. He bent over and stretched his legs, his thin back was facing the door obliquely, and the spine was clearly printed. The beige pajamas moved up, revealing a small piece of white .

Shen Mingdeng looked slightly startled.

"Brother Shen?" Yu Qiu asked with a cotton swab, raised his face and tilted his head.

The man came back to his senses suddenly, looked into his clear eyes, suddenly felt embarrassed and guilty, this feeling was only for a moment, extremely light, but it made people feel at a loss.

He coughed lightly and collected himself, "I'll help you with the medicine."

"No need," Yu Qiu picked up the gauze to wrap it up, "I've done it all."

"I was delayed at work." Shen Mingdeng apologized.

Yu Qiu laughed, and the dimples were full of obedience, "You are busy with work, I can do it myself. It's late, you should go to bed early."

"it is good."

Shen Mingdeng gently closed the door, stood quietly outside the door for a while, and sighed slowly.

Probably bewildered by the tricky work just now.

Yu Qiu recovered from his foot injury, the military training also ended, and the school had two days off.

"You can train at ease, I'm fine." Yu Qiu rejected Meng Pingjiang's proposal to come to visit, jokingly said, "I heard from your boss that you are very talented in acting, and the company has accepted a drama for you. "

"Well, I joined the group after the National Day, and I don't have many scenes." Meng Pingjiang said it very easily, but in fact it was not easy at all.

The conflict between studies and work forced him to squeeze his energy desperately and split himself into two people.

But he never complained of suffering or tiredness.

Yu Qiu still admired him quite a lot.

"I will bring a recording pen to class, and I will lend it to you when the time comes."

Yu Qiu chatted with the mobile phone in one hand, and opened the courtyard door with the key in the other.

"Thank you." Meng Pingjiang thanked him solemnly, with a hint of exhaustion in his voice.

Yu Qiu has always been keen, so he shouldn't be able to hear it, but now his mind is all captured by the small garden in the yard, and he didn't notice it at all.

"Pingjiang, I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

The garden was completed yesterday, Shen Mingdeng returned the key to him, and Yu Qiu couldn't wait to see it.

It is not the flowering period now, and the wisteria has no other colors except for the bare flower racks and vines, but the transplanted roses are beautiful and full of vitality, including pure white, ivory white, lemon yellow, golden yellow, orange red, fiery red, blue purple And other colors, the round and solid succulents are all reduced to supporting roles.

Yu Qiu likes such clusters of flowers.

The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the autumn sky is blue and quiet. Standing in the courtyard, Yu Qiu can only see one side of the sky when he looks up, but he can see all the colors of the sky when he bows his head.

Satisfied, he took many photos in succession, picked out the most textured ones, and posted the pictures with the text: [Beautiful colors in the forest, beautiful flowers in the garden. 】

The Qijue, taken from the poet Zhang Shuo, may not be so appropriate, but he can't think of a better one.

The circle of friends just posted, and soon received a wave of likes and comments.

[Wen Ce: Unclear. 】

[Aunt Xiang: It's so beautiful! [Rose][Rose][Rose]]

[Shen Yingshan: Not bad. 】

[Liu He: Is this something I can watch without paying! 】

[Lu Gao: Very good. 】

Wen Ce chatted with him privately again: [Where is this?on vacation?We didn't get together last time it rained. Are you free tonight? 】

Yu Qiu: [OK, send me the time and place. 】

Wen Ce: [Give me a location when the time comes, and I'll pick you up. 】

Yu Qiu had no need to refuse, and sent the location of the villa.

His visit to the garden today is one thing, and there is another thing to do.

Just after the meeting, Shen Mingdeng strode into the office and was about to close the door when he stretched out a hand.

"Shen, with a word from a gentleman, it's hard to chase after a horse. It's been several days since you promised to introduce the master for me!" Wen Ce came in with him.

After the documents were placed on the table, Shen Mingdeng sat down and looked up at him: "That's tonight."

Before Yu Qiu's foot was inconvenient, he delayed it for a few days.

"Tonight?" Wen Ce hesitated, "But I have an appointment tonight!"

Shen Mingdeng leaned back in the chair and folded his hands.

"An appointment? I remember that you don't need to see clients tonight, and you don't have many friends in Huajing."

"I have an appointment with Yu!" Wen Ce said excitedly, "Last time I missed the appointment because of the rain, if I miss it again this time, I will lose this friend!"

Shen Mingdeng: "..."

"Master, can you change the time?" Wen Ce was entangled.

It is really difficult to choose between a friend on the one hand and a master whom he has been friends with for a long time.

"I've already made an appointment with the master. If I miss the appointment, how will I lose my reputation?" Shen Mingdeng's thin lenses flashed a sharpness.

"In this way, without double the price, I will transfer the original price to you, okay?" Wen Ce looked expectant.

Shen Mingdeng said coldly, "For nothing."

Wen Ce: "..."

He gritted his teeth, but had to bow his head: "Shen, you are really cunning! Deal!"

Shen Mingdeng nodded: "I can help you make reasonable arrangements, and the meeting tonight will not conflict."

"That's it." Wen Ce's eyes lit up, "What time is the Master's appointment?"

If the time is later, he can treat Yu to dinner first, and then go to see the master.

Shen Mingdeng asked, "What time do you want?"

"Can I decide for myself?" Wen Ce's eyes widened.

Shen Mingdeng's expression was firm: "I have some personal friendship with Master, so it's not troublesome to intercede for you to change the time, but I haven't got dinner tonight yet."

"I'll reimburse you for your meals!" Wen Ce's gratitude was beyond words.

Shen Mingdeng: "It's boring to be alone."

"Then...shall I discuss it with Yu?" Wen Ce asked hesitantly.

"No need." Shen Mingdeng looked solemn, but his eyes were full of complacency.

Wen Ce: "Huh?"

"I ask myself."

Wen Ce looked at him with strange eyes.

"I've been wondering for a long time. Why didn't you mention Yu to me when you were abroad?"

Shen Mingdeng choked, for a moment he didn't know how to reply.

"Shen, you are too stingy, you should have introduced Yu to me earlier."

Shen Mingdeng smiled.

"Do you know what is called 'Shi Zhen Treasure'?"

"what?"

"Wrap up the treasure layer by layer, and hide it carefully." Shen Mingdeng's eyes darkened slightly, "It's like you enshrine the master's work as Hebi Suizhu, and you are not willing to let outsiders peep."

Wen Ce suddenly realized: "So it is! You cherish Yu just like I cherish my baby!"

Before Shen Mingdeng could answer, he was surprised again: "So Yu is your treasure!"

Shen Mingdeng: "...he is just my younger brother."

"I also have a younger brother, but I just want to see him across the sea." Wen Ce shook his head and sighed, "But if he can be as cute as Yu, maybe I will be willing to give him a hug."

Shen Mingdeng didn't want to listen to his digressions, and reminded emphatically: "Remember the agreement between us, when you see the master, that work belongs to me."

"It's a deal." Wen Ce nodded.

After getting acquainted with the master, he may ask the master to customize an embroidery for him.

"Also, I'll pick him up tonight."

Wen Ce: "..."

It's amazing to have a cute and cute brother

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