After a blind date with the big iceberg

It's not the mood that spring is like spring, except for Shen Yu and Jiang Jiang.

At the end of the author exchange meeting in the afternoon, Jiang Jiang successfully made an appointment with Chen Shujun, and brought him to the place where he made an appointment in advance.

If Chen Shujun had only guessed Jiang Jiang's feelings for him before, now the answer has become yes.The other guests in the restaurant were all in pairs, and he reasonably suspected that this was a restaurant for couples.

Before the meal was finished, before Jiang Jiang opened his mouth, Chen Shujun had already scolded himself a hundred times as a "bastard" in his heart, how could he be so blind!

Fortunately, I am still a writer, so I can't even see such obvious intentions.

It's all right now, my nephew was angry and went abroad, and he was about to lose an excellent fan boy.For the first time, Chen Shujun discovered that he was a potential scumbag.

Looking at Jiang Jiang who couldn't hide his nervousness and excitement, Chen Shujun was worried, how should he refuse to reduce the harm to him.

Seeing that Chen Shujun ate very little, Jiang Jiang asked nervously, "Is it not to your liking?"

Chen Shujun shook his head. The gentle and elegant man in the past met his opponent. He struggled and asked, "Do you have anything to say today?"

Jiang Jiang's heart skipped a beat, his thoughts were discovered, and his ears quickly turned crimson.

He nervously picked up the red wine to quench his thirst, but because he drank too quickly, he choked and coughed continuously.

Chen Shujun handed over the napkin, feeling mixed feelings.

Jiang Jiang's shy and nervous appearance is very similar to the characters in the best-selling books he once published. His well-behaved and sensible personality will always lose the chain at critical moments.

Jiang Jiang was already nervous, and with the faux pas just now, he was a little embarrassed and a little apprehensive.

He feels that it is not suitable to confess now, but his mind has been discovered, and it is useless to run away at this time.

Jiang Jiang took another sip of the red wine, straightened his clothes again, and spoke again.

He started to read Chen Shujun's book a long time ago, and then he had the opportunity to go to the signing event, and saw his idol for the first time, and he was naturally attracted by his outstanding appearance while he was happy.

Over the years, this attraction has developed into another kind of emotion under the catalysis of countless heart-pounding moments.

Most of the process from quantitative change to qualitative change happened after university.

Because of Chen Jie, he and Chen Shujun broke their identities as idols and book fans, and have a real connection.

After Jiang Jiang University, he made his debut in the online literature circle. Idols are no longer untouchable and distant existences. This budding relationship began to grow wildly.

And because of Chen Shujun, he got on the high-speed train and was out of control.

Two years ago, Chen Shujun found photo albums in Chen Jie's villa, and Jiang Jiang was the only protagonist in each book. He immediately realized his nephew's feelings for Jiang Jiang.

At that time, the relationship between the two had dropped to a freezing point for no reason. Chen Shujun was eager to ease the relationship between the two. Out of a bad plan, he started to contact Jiang Jiang.

And despicably thought that if the two were together, he could hitch a ride and repair the broken relationship.

But a year later, Chen Shujun found that his nephew had made no progress, and he had the idea of ​​assisting again.

Often after making appointments with Jiang Jiang and Chen Jie, the final result is that the three of them act together.

Chen Jie hides very well in front of Jiang Jiang, even if he has complicated emotions towards Chen Shujun, he can still behave calmly, talking and laughing in front of Jiang Jiang.

This made Chen Shujun think that his strategy was correct, and began to use this tactic tirelessly, which aroused Chen Jie's disgust. Later, even when Jiang Jiang was present, he never appeared again.

Now that all the doubts are solved, and the perspectives of the two are connected, Chen Shujun can naturally think of Chen Jie's third perspective. Not being beaten to the ground is probably Chen Jie's last kindness to himself.

Jiang Jiang, who had finished speaking, clutched the corner of his clothes, his nervous heart pounding. The last time he was so nervous was when he was looking at the results of the college entrance examination.

After Chen Shujun was silent, he said, "I'm sorry, I never considered you as a love object."

On the verge of jumping out, Jiang Jiang's heart obediently returned to its original position when it encountered a huge barrier.

He quickly adjusted his mentality: "I didn't think about it before, but I can think about it in the future. If I don't do well, you tell me, and I can change it."

Chen Shujun shook his head again: "You are fine, it's my problem. I made some actions that misunderstood you, I'm sorry."

Jiang Jiang's nose was sour, and he asked stubbornly: "Is it impossible in the future?"

"We won't have results, but that's not your problem, it's all mine."

"Because I'm a boy?"

"No."

"Can you tell me why?"

"Sorry, I'm not qualified to tell you now."

The sweet atmosphere in the restaurant circulated around, blocked by the silence around the two of them.

With a tick, huge tears fell on the table, and a clear tear stain appeared on Jiang Jiang's cheek.

Jiang Jiang wiped it casually with his sleeve, picked up his coat and left in a daze.

The joy of these days was nothing but joy in the end. He thought that Chen Shujun had at least a little affection for him, but in the end he was really self-indulgent.

He was rejected.

This is a situation he has considered, so he can bravely accept it.

However, he was unilaterally told that he had lost the opportunity to work hard without knowing the reason for the rejection.

Jiang Jiang began to wonder, is he that bad?

So bad that you don't even have the right to know the reason for rejection?

After Jiang Jiang escaped, he quickly took a taxi home. His tears had dried up due to the hot weather. He took a shower and changed into pajamas.

Hide yourself under the quilt.

You won't want to cry when you fall asleep, he thought.

Chen Shujun, who stayed in the restaurant, was limited by his guilt, his limbs could not be controlled, and he stood upright on the chair like a sculpture.

It wasn't until the waiter in the restaurant found something strange that he came over to inquire, and his flying consciousness returned to its place. When he paid the bill, he found that Jiang Jiang, who fled in a panic, had already bought it.

The sense of guilt increased by [-]%.

Chen Shujun returned home in a daze, drank alone, fell asleep at some point, and woke up in a daze at nearly two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

With a splitting headache, he took out his phone again and sent Jiang Jiang an apology message.

His finger stayed on Chen Jie's chat interface, and there were still more than a dozen messages on it that had not received a reply.

"He confessed to me today, but I have already refused."

"I never considered him as a love object, let alone meddling in your feelings, I just want to repair the relationship with you."

"I'm sorry, I used the wrong method. I'm sorry for the harm I caused to you and Jiang Jiang."

"I won't pester you again in the future, nor will I beg your forgiveness. If possible, you can beat me up when you return home."

Chen Shujun gradually lost control of his emotions, and unilaterally sent many messages to Chen Jie, but did not get a single reply.Due to the time difference, it may not have been seen yet.

He withdrew the message he just sent, leaving only countless sentences of "I'm sorry", and the first message that cannot be retracted after more than 2 minutes.

Still explaining it now, it's too despicable.

Chen Jie had to go to the hospital in the morning, so he got up early.

Information kept coming in, and he wondered who was so persistent, after all, there were almost no one in his circle of friends who could get up so early.

Seeing the first message, Chen Jie fell silent, and then several messages kept popping into his eyes.

He read all the content verbatim, and witnessed the whole process of being withdrawn.

After losing consciousness for a few minutes, he was brought back to his senses by a phone call from the doctor.

Hang up the phone, pick up the keys at home, put on your coat, and leave behind closed doors.

Chen Jie tried his best not to let himself think too much, going abroad was the final decision he made, and he had no room for regret.

He didn't dare to give himself any more illusions.

He was afraid that the evil in his heart would rise up, so he gloated.

He was afraid of going back to China uncontrollably, so he sneaked in despicably.

He's just a coward, he admits.

All karma ends here, no matter what happens in the future, he is an outsider.

Chen Jie hinted to himself repeatedly, as if nothing happened, he went to the hospital on foot.

The weather has been cloudy and rainy, and the weather has gradually cleared up these two days. Country Y already has the charm of late autumn.

When going out, the windbreaker has become standard equipment.

Sometimes when walking on the street, looking around, there are all passers-by wearing similar clothes with minor differences. When Chen Jie first arrived, he was very uncomfortable.

After a long time, he began to enjoy the fun of hiding among the crowd.

No one knows you and can live exactly as you want.

No one will compare you, you don't have to meet people's expectations, and you don't have to wear a mask to hide secrets.

This kind of life seems to be good.

Everyone's life, no matter what state they are in, will move forward at their own pace.

The most comfortable life recently is Shen Yu.

Qin Hao had a remote meeting to be held temporarily, and Shen Yu watched TV and pretended not to care.

When the person left his sight, he sneaked to the door of the study, saw that the person had entered the meeting state, and went back to the living room lightly.

When I came to the snack cabinet, I was a little nervous.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist, and pushed aside the puffed food that covered the top layer one by one, and found the deepest box.

Close your eyes and open them, and open one eye to see.

The things he bought with all his money disappeared, and Shen Yu didn't dare to think about its whereabouts.

Guiltyly put all the things back to their original places, returned to the sofa and hugged the pillow to continue to heat up.

Shen Yu couldn't help but excuse herself: "It shouldn't be considered completely unprepared."

Fortunately, my boyfriend didn't see it, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

When the heat on his face dissipated, the variety show became boring, the TV was not good at all, and only a quarter of an hour had passed since Qin Hao's meeting.

Shen Yu was in the house, looked left and right, and finally appeared at the door of the study from the heart.

Putting a head in, getting permission from Qin Hao's eyes, quietly entered, and began to study the books on the bookshelf.

Most of them are economics, mathematics and some academic professional books, very in the style of Qin Hao.

Shen Yu flipped through the book, and soon lost interest, pretending to casually move to the desk, opposite to Qin Hao.

He was like a puppy that was ignored, lying weakly on the desk, how "boring" he was.

Shen Yu took out a pen from the pen holder, and casually took a notebook from the side, silently obtained permission, and began to create.

He had studied painting for a year when he was a child, so he had a little foundation, and Qin Hao started to write while watching Qin Hao at work.

Unruffled black hair, a tall and three-dimensional nose, deep eyes like ink, sexy and tangible lips, home clothes without a trace of wrinkle.

Shen Yu writes with spirit, as if he has been favored by the god of painting, and draws one stroke at a time.

After completing the work, Shen Yu appreciated it with satisfaction. If she had this talent when she was a child, she might be a well-known painter now.

Creation is addictive. Shen Yu felt that only the characters were too monotonous, so he left a message in the blank space on the left.

"This peerless handsome is my target, envy (satisfied)"

"When will you finish work and spend some time with your boring boyfriend (wronged)"

"Boyfriend deserted to see me, Mr. Qin was not paying attention (reward for blowing kisses)"

"The handsome guy is done with work, and my happiness is back (celebrating the flowers)"

Qin Hao closed the computer, stood up and watched Shen Yu's masterpiece, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and he reached out to ruffle Shen Yu's hair: "Isn't the TV good?"

"How can there be a boyfriend on TV?"

Qin Hao sat back in his seat, took the pen from Shen Yu's hand and started to move.

Shen Yu stretched out his head and found that Qin Hao's operation was similar to his own just now, even better than his own skills.

He maintained the posture he had just been lying on the table, showing eight big white teeth, and was a qualified model.

A smile as warm as the sun overflowed on her fair face, and there was a clear spring hidden in those peach eyes, sparkling.

Qin Hao closed his pen, and placed the stick figures of the two people on the left and right sides.

Because of Shen Yu's message, the two paintings merged into one and became a whole.

Shen Yu marked the date at the footer, signed it, and added two cautions.

Ask Qin Hao to write his name on the back to complete the finishing work for this temporary painting.

From then on, the painting was surnamed Qin and named Shen, and became the joint property of the two.