I have nothing to do

When Weng Chi asked for the address, Yan Yu was a little embarrassed, because he lived a little far away. It took four to 10 minutes to get there even if he took the subway. He suggested that Weng Chi put himself at a nearby subway station just fine.

Weng Chi looked at him through the rearview mirror, and Yan Yu immediately lowered his head when he met Weng Chi's probing eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that Weng Chi's gaze was too cold, which frightened him a little.

"There is water here, if you are thirsty, drink it."

Weng Chi didn't pay attention to Yan Yu's words at all, but opened the storage box while waiting for the red light and took out two bottles of water. One bottle was given to Jian Ce and the other bottle was handed back to Yan Yu.

Jian Ce unscrewed the cap of the bottle and started to drink. Yan Yu held the water in a daze for a moment, until Weng Chi frowned and asked him if he needed to unscrew the cap himself, Yan Yu opened the water and drank while shaking his head.

The water was very cold, and Yan Yu drank it very comfortably, and he felt that the temperature on his face seemed to drop a bit.

The subway station had already passed, and Weng Chi didn't stop. Yan Yu held the water bottle and watched the stop sign of the subway station flash past in front of him. He opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

At this time, Weng Chi was chatting with Jian Ce, and Yan Yu didn't want to disturb them, because what Weng Chi asked was what he wanted to know.

Weng Chi asked Jian Ce what he was busy with recently, and Jian Ce lazily replied that he was not busy with anything.

"Didn't join the group?"

"There is an interview tomorrow."

"Who is the director?"

"You don't know either."

Weng Chi stopped talking, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Yan Yu hurriedly turned her head and looked out the window, trying to minimize her presence.

"Didn't you say that you haven't watched many domestic movies, especially... online dramas, so I say you don't know."

"I can find out"

"No need."

Weng Chi didn't speak again.

"Put me down after passing the intersection ahead." Jian Ce said suddenly, "I'm going to the company."

Weng Chi didn't speak, he just followed what Jian Ce said, drove the car across the intersection, and then pulled over in front of a building.

Jian Ce said thank you, and opened the door to get out of the car. After he closed the car door, he seemed to remember something. He opened the car door again, and said goodbye with a smile to Yan Yu who was sitting blankly on the back seat.

When Yan Yu came to his senses, there were only him and Weng Chi who had met for the first time in the car.

Yan Yu felt that she should be under the car and not in the car.

Weng Chi started the car without saying a word, Yan Yu began to regret why he didn't get out of the car with Jian Ce just now.

Although Yan Yu couldn't see Weng Chi's expression, the back of Weng Chi's head looked very difficult to mess with.

"That... the next intersection..."

"Sit quietly."

"It's pretty close to my house..."

"Do you think I can't understand the navigation?" Weng Chi pressed the button on the phone screen, and an electronic female voice sounded in the phone

[Currently 13 kilometers away from the destination]

"Even Bolt wouldn't say that the distance is very close."

Weng Chi drove the car back to the road, and Yan Yu sat in the back relatively silent. Although it was very rude, Yan Yu felt as if he was sitting in an online car-hailing car, and the driver kept quiet just like the reminder to get on the car.

Once they reach their destination, they will never meet again.

"Are you Jian Ce's classmate? Is today a class reunion?"

The driver actually spoke.

"Yes."

"College classmate?"

"high school……"

"Oh, yes, I forgot that Jian Ce University is a film school."

What's the meaning……

"Are you Jian Ce's friend?"

Yan Yu thought how could I be worthy of being Jian Ce's friend, so he could only honestly answer that he was just a classmate.

"Student... If Jian Ce still cares about you so much, then he is quite enthusiastic."

In fact, Yan Yu also felt flattered today. The time he spent with Jian Ce today was probably more than three years in high school. He didn't know why Jian Ce suddenly became enthusiastic about him.

Maybe, maybe not to myself.

Maybe Jian Ce was originally an enthusiastic person.

Yes, Jian Ce is an enthusiastic person. Yan Yu remembered that in high school, Jian Ce was a sunny and enthusiastic person.

So if it wasn't me today, but another classmate, Jian Ce would be so enthusiastic.

"I see that your face is always red, do you need me to pull over and buy you some hangover medicine?"

When Yan Yu heard this, he raised his head and saw Weng Chi looking at him in the front rearview mirror.

Weng Chi's eyes are beautiful, long, with narrow but obvious double eyelids. I don't know if the eyebrows have been trimmed. They are very neat, but not feminine.

Although his eyes were cold and his voice was cold, he talked a lot, not as cold as his face appeared.

Yan Yu shook his head slowly, he said no need, he didn't feel uncomfortable, his blush was just because he would get on his face when he drank, even a little bit.

"Then you must tell me when you feel uncomfortable."

"Okay." Yan Yu agreed, feeling a little warm in his heart.

"Otherwise you'll be in trouble if you vomit in the car."

"it is good……"

The little flame in Yan Yu's heart was extinguished in an instant.

For the rest of the journey, the two of them didn't talk until Weng Chi drove outside Yan Yu's neighborhood, and when Yan Yu got off the car, he solemnly thanked Weng Chi.

Weng Chi just nodded, waved to him and drove away.

Yan Yu watched Weng Chi's car drive away before turning around and leaving. With his hands in his coat pockets, he walked slowly towards home. After walking a few steps, he always felt that something was wrong.

A gust of wind blew, Yan Yu shrank his neck from the cold, and he remembered that his scarf was missing.

But where the scarf is missing, Yan Yu has no memory at all.

He only remembered that he wore a scarf when he left the company, and he also wore it when he got on the old car, but he was not sure about it later.

Is it lost in the old car, or is it a class reunion?

Or, in Weng Chi's car?

Yan Yu thought about it carefully, but alcohol played its role precisely at this time. As long as Yan Yu thought about it, his brain hurt. He tried hard a few times, but still gave up.

Go to sleep, hurry home and sleep, maybe you will remember where you are when you wake up, Yan Yu comforted herself like this, and quickened the pace of going home.

Besides, the scarf wasn't worth much. It was a cheap item he bought in a fast-moving brand store in the year he started working. Just throw it away. It doesn't seem worthwhile to spend a lot of time looking for this scarf.

Yan Yu felt that he was very lucky today, so it was only natural that something less lucky happened.

For Yan Yu, luck is an extra gift from God.

We must cherish and be content.

Thinking like this, Yan Yu fell into her own bed.

He thought that if he could be more lucky, then he hoped that today, he could have a beautiful dream.

Gorgeous, charming, ambiguous dream.