Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

"Little sister-in-law didn't run away?"

After saying this, there was a moment of silence in the air for a few seconds.

A weird atmosphere spread in the living room, even the parrot seemed to have noticed something, retracted its wings, and obediently shrank its neck and said nothing.

Sheng Yuchuan regretted it almost as soon as he said it.

It's true that he and Huo Cheng have been friends since childhood, and their current business cooperation can be regarded as close.Sheng Yuchuan often teases him when he has nothing to do, and dares to complain half-truths, but he has always firmly controlled the appropriate pace.

Because Huo Cheng is different from those who inherit the family business in a smooth manner and have someone to assist and guide him. His status was regained by himself through intrigue, and then stabilized by himself in the wind and rain.

At that time, there were not many people who were willing to help him, but there were quite a few who wanted to harm him. The entire Huo family was glamorous on the outside, but it was rotten inside. Power is all emptied.

Having known each other for many years, Sheng Yuchuan dared to say that he knew this person well, but he really didn't dare to say that he could see through it, let alone provoke him.

So the weird silence right now made him feel particularly uneasy. While lowering his head guiltily, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the man's face.

Unexpectedly, Huo Cheng was not angry at all.

His eyes were calm and unwavering, and he even pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling.

"You're so funny."

Sheng Yuchuan: "..."

Well, he actually felt that he was a little nervous just now.

He has seen all of Su Wenyu's treatment of Huo Cheng in the past few years. He really likes it to the bottom of his heart. It's not enough to take out his heart. How could he just run away for no reason?

Fortunately, Huo Cheng didn't care about his nonsense at all, Sheng Yuchuan also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, laughed and said, "I just said that casually, Wen Yu must have gone out, and will be back in a while."

He wanted to quickly skip this topic, turned his eyes here and there, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "Hey Brother Huo, why doesn't your house have that special smell lately?"

Huo Cheng was casually stroking the cold cufflinks on his cuffs, when he heard this, he stopped and turned his head to look at him: "What's the smell?"

"It's just a... a very comfortable and stress-relieving smell, and it's a bit fragrant." Sheng Yuchuan gestured with his hands, trying to find a way to describe it.

He and Huo Cheng had a lot of business contacts, and they were even more busy together when it came to cooperating on new cases. In addition to holding meetings and discussions in the company, they sometimes brought some highly confidential documents to their homes for processing.

Every time he came here, Sheng Yuchuan always seemed to be able to smell a vague fragrance, which was found in the living room and the study, which made people feel comfortable physically and mentally - but the strange thing was that when Huo Cheng lived alone in the west of the city, he never smelled it. There is no such case.

Later, as the number of times increased, Sheng Yuchuan actually discovered some patterns.

If the project was more urgent and the task was heavier during that time, the smell would be a little stronger, with a faint medicinal fragrance. After smelling it for a long time, I even feel that the fatigue of the day has dissipated a lot.

If it was relatively leisurely at that time, then the aroma would also become lighter, and I always feel calmer when I smell it.

While remembering, he wrinkled his nose and sniffed desperately, and then couldn't help muttering in wonder, "It's strange, I really didn't smell it today."

"It should be flower arrangement or incense." Huo Cheng said.

Su Wenyu always likes to toss some small decorations at home, such as flowers and plants. He has never paid much attention to these, but it seems that he has not been doing it recently.

He didn't take this matter to heart either, and directly pulled out the second edition of the cooperation case and threw it to the young man in front of him: "Look now."

Sheng Yuchuan immediately wailed: "I have to work again, I've already been in a row..."

"This is what Uncle Sheng explained last time."

Huo Cheng was not used to him at all, he blocked all his complaints with one sentence, went to the sofa and sat down, holding a stack of materials and drawing in circles, with a straight back and a dignified and elegant posture.

you are vicious.

Sheng Yuchuan gritted his teeth secretly, he could only swallow his anger and accept his fate.

His old man usually likes to praise Huocheng in front of him the most. With that admiring attitude and faint admiration, it seems that he no longer regards him as a junior at all, but a peer who can keep pace with him.

Besides, Huo Cheng is a real person, he is still thinking about work at any time, if my sister-in-law really runs away, let's see if you cry or not!

While secretly cursing, Sheng Yuchuan scanned the document up and down, but didn't think about it. Usually, the two of them would go upstairs to the study to discuss, but this time Huo Cheng didn't mention it, and stayed in the living room all the time.He also didn't notice that the man occasionally drifted out of the floor-to-ceiling windows when he was speaking.

Time passed by, and finally there was movement outside the door.

someone is coming.

"Wen Yu must be back!" Sheng Yuchuan immediately jumped up and ran over as if he had been pardoned.

Huo Cheng's attitude was calm, he stood up unhurriedly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, showing the determination that he had already expected the result.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, a blond French man appeared in the sight of the two.

"Mr. Huo." He nodded slightly, and first greeted his boss respectfully.

"It's you." Sheng Yuchuan withdrew his gaze slightly disappointed, and forced a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Sheng." Cuomo has been a personal chef for a long time, so he naturally knows him, so he greeted him politely, and then turned to Huo Cheng: "Mr. Huo, is it still the same tonight?"

"Add more soup, just like last time." Huo Cheng ordered, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he looked at his friend who was listlessly sitting aside, "Let's continue."

"...Okay." I don't know if it was Sheng Yuchuan's illusion, but his tone seemed to be a degree colder than before, which made his back feel cold.

Unexpectedly, Cuomo, who received the instructions, did not start working smoothly as expected, but rummaged through the box for a while.

After a while, some restrained sounds came from the kitchen.

"Hey, why is Mr. Su's small soup pot missing? This soup can only be boiled with this."

Holding the hand of the contract, Huo Cheng unconsciously gave a slight pause.

He still has a little impression of the pot mentioned by Cuomo. The black truffle mushroom soup was cooked in it last time, and the taste is really good.

And at this moment, some unclear image suddenly flashed into the brain, instantly causing a familiar pain in the temple.

He hurriedly raised his hand to press the beating of his forehead, and seemed to remember something in a daze.

That should have been more than two years ago.

When he and Su Wenyu had just moved into Yanjiao New Town.

Su Wenyu packed and tidied up many of the original things, brought them from the other courtyard in the west of the city, and added a lot of necessities to the current house bit by bit.

The process is cumbersome, slow and extremely inefficient.

At that time, Huo Cheng just couldn't understand that old things can be discarded directly, new ones can be purchased by someone, and the remaining housekeepers will also clean up. There is a special person in charge of house design, so why bother to do everything by himself.

Don't waste your energy on things that can be solved with money - this has always been Huo Cheng's life creed.

Besides, he chose to move at the beginning because Yanjiao New City was close to several new expansion spots, and it was just a place to live anyway.West of the city, south of the city, north of the city, no matter where you live, it's the same.

But Su Wenyu didn't know what he was happy about, and his whole body felt abnormally excited.

And there was a lot of talk during that time.

"Huo Cheng, I just searched for a long time, and I almost thought that this pot was lost on the road and I didn't bring it here, so I was shocked."

"Buy a new one when it's gone."

"This one is different. I have used this pot for many years. It is very delicious and delicious. It is delicate and stable, and the nutrients are not easy to lose. I must take it with me wherever I go. What about those soups you like to drink? , without this pot, the stew can’t be done well.”

Before Huo Cheng could react, he heard Cuomo whispering again. The voice was obviously very soft, but it somehow reached his ears.

"And Mr. Su's favorite mixing spoon is also missing."

"Hey, it seems that the particularly useful auxiliary device is not in the original place."

"Strange, did Mr. Su take it together?"

Standing by the side, Sheng Yuchuan only felt his scalp go numb.

He could no longer read any documents, raised his head cautiously, glanced at Huo Cheng's expressionless handsome face, and then swallowed hard.

"Huo, Brother Huo, uh, that is to say, is there anything else in your house gone?"

It's terrible, won't you really be hit by your own crow's mouth?

At this time, Su Wenyu was sitting in a tea restaurant with bright and clean windows, enjoying the aroma of strong tea and desserts with the handsome young man opposite him.

The location Pei Jinwen posted at that time was actually a place he was relatively familiar with, but the specific storefront was a name he had never heard of before.

And after arriving at the agreed place, the completely unfamiliar restaurant and brand-new decoration basically proved his guess. It seems that the signboard has just been changed and it has not been open for a long time.

As Party A, Pei Jinwen gave Su Wenyu a very similar feeling to the previous editor-in-chief Jiang. The opinions he put forward were reasonable and pertinent. There were not many things to be revised in the draft, and the communication was smooth, so the two quickly concluded their discussions and finalized the plan. specific plan.

Now that the matter was settled, Su Wenyu was naturally about to leave, but before he could say that he wanted to leave, Pei Jinwen stopped him.

"Wen Yu, the butter millet here is a must, you must try it."

The familiarity in the tone was completely undisguised, and those who didn't know it thought the two were friends for many years-God knows that they actually met for the third time.

And Su Wenyu obviously didn't hit him like old friends at first sight. After losing Huo Cheng's relationship, he only regarded this person as a kind partner for cooperation, and naturally shook his head.

"Thank you, but I ate too much at noon, and I haven't digested it yet." He replied with a smile.

In fact, he was really hungry at the moment. After all, he went to the cemetery today to talk to grandma for so long, and he forgot the time in the middle, which delayed his lunch.

Pei Jinwen was politely rejected, but she didn't feel embarrassed, her face was still warm, but there seemed to be a little apology flashing in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I'm too enthusiastic, which troubled you, right?"

Su Wenyu's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, he really didn't expect this person to speak so directly.

The sky is big and the earth is big, Party A is the biggest, the corner of his mouth is slightly curled up, he is noncommittal to this statement, he just said in twos and twos: "It's also because I'm slow, after all, we just met."

"What did you just meet?" Pei Jinwen laughed as soon as he heard it, his crooked eyes gleamed, and he couldn't see the look clearly: "It's my fault too, in fact, I should have said earlier, you are in Rotston's School of Design, We communicated for three months, didn't we?"

"I went abroad to study, and I also studied in this school, so I have seen your works a long time ago. It can be said that I have been in touch with you for a long time." He leaned forward slightly as he said, seeming a little eager.

It's an alumni?Is it really such a coincidence?

Su Wenyu glanced at him calmly, and then smiled.

If it was him in the past, he might feel delighted, and he would quickly let go of his guard and accept the other party's hospitality above the average.

But now... there will be no pies in the sky, Huo Cheng has already personally made him understand this truth.

"Thank you, but my works at that time were still too immature, I can only say that I was just getting started." His attitude was gentle and polite, but he retreated a little without showing any trace.

"You're too modest." Pei Jinwen lowered his eyes halfway, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and lowered his head to take a sip of scented tea.

It really is oily and salty.

So only that person can, and others can't?

But why does a person like Huo Cheng have such good luck.

And at this moment, Su Wenyu's phone rang suddenly.

Afraid of disturbing the diners around, he hurriedly rang the ringer, but then he had a flash of inspiration, so he simply used this as an excuse to say goodbye to Pei Jinwen while holding the phone.

As a result, when he walked out of the tea restaurant, he saw that the caller was actually Huo Cheng.

Shouldn't this person be so busy that his feet don't touch the ground?

Why are you calling at this time?

To be honest, Su Wenyu was a little surprised.

Originally, according to his plan, with Huo Cheng's inattentiveness and his busy state of frequent business trips recently, it would take at least a few days to find him, but he didn't expect to come to Xingshi so soon to question him.

"Where have you been?"

As soon as the phone was answered, it was as if the scene had reappeared, with a familiar questioning tone again, no different from the one a few days ago.

Where did you go?When are you coming back?Why not send a message?

Because if you think you won't go, you can always take it for granted.

It's funny, why are you?

Su Wenyu didn't hesitate, and said directly: "This has nothing to do with you now."

Without waiting for the other side to continue to ask, he directly threw a sentence in the past——

"Huo Cheng, we're done."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket: 1 Sibuge;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Guji;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 55 bottles of Qi Muye; 233310 bottles of waking up with a smile on the bed;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!