When Jian Zhichun returned home, Zhongli was not there.

Koharu's food bowl was filled with small snacks in the morning, and now there was a hole in the side, and it was lying on the floor with a new toy kitten.

Sometimes Jian Zhichun feels strange, this man's will always inexplicably pop up some girlish hearts, for example, he changed Xiaochun to a new pink nest, and a full range of peach supplies, which fell at home, forming a strong contrast with the original deserted decoration style.

Jian Zhichun blamed this on the rebound after being suppressed for too long, and by the way, he expressed his feelings that the president's psychology was too difficult to guess.

Zhongli and Jian Zhichun talked about his evening itinerary, he was going to attend a drinking party, which was attended by many bigwigs, and the general manager of the group of the resort project he received was also among them, of course, he would not have time to come back to cook and leave, so he sent a message very neatly, telling Jian Zhichun to take care of himself for dinner.

Jian Zhichun seemed to see Zhongli's smug eyes from this message, and said mockingly, I don't have anything to eat, it's so miserable.

What a president who has to fight hard.

Without Zhongli at home, she changed the water for Koharu's water bottle and rested for a while, waiting for her part-time job at a hot pot restaurant in the evening.

She wasn't too hungry, but she was afraid she wouldn't be able to eat at night, so she went to the refrigerator and rummaged through it, and saw a lot of food full of food. Her eyes were in a trance, because when she lived alone, the refrigerator was mostly quick-frozen food and water, and what she saw when she first came to Zhongli's house was almost like this, but I don't know when, the refrigerator was full of so many things.

All kinds of things are put in categories, and they look very planned, and from this point of view, Zhongli still maintains the dignity of a former art student. She smoked a box of Zhongli salad and a noodle, the noodles were semi-processed, and it was also convenient for Jian Zhichun to come back part-time to eat at night before, as long as she added some hot water and put it in the microwave for a while.

Jian Zhichun dealt with it briefly, and was ready to deal with the hot pot restaurant that went to work part-time after dealing with it, at this time, the mobile phone placed in the living room sent out a series of message reminders, and the sounds were connected together, which seemed very urgent.

She turned on her phone and found that it was Zhongli's message, except that the first one was absent, and the back was full of exclamation marks.

With so many exclamation marks connected together, it seems that the matter is very serious, could it be that he was robbed on the way to the drinking party, and now he is sneaking around to find a chance to let himself go over to save people?

Jian Zhichun: [Say it directly.] 】

Another exclamation mark came down, and then the other party seemed to be worried that she was annoyed, and felt a few words back to explain now. Soon, Zhong Li explained clearly after three or two sentences, his bracelet fell in the studio today, and now he is in a very bad mood, he is worried that something will happen, so he wants Jian Zhichun to go over and take the bracelet and send it to Zhong Li.

As for why he didn't let his subordinates help, he was worried that the matter of this bracelet would be discovered. Zhongli, who had lost his bracelet, couldn't tell how turbulent his heart was now, but Jian Zhichun couldn't sense his state at the moment.

The drinking party between these bigwigs often leads to a lot of cooperation, maybe after a few words of chat today, next time they will simply cooperate with this feeling. If he gets sick on this occasion, says something he shouldn't say, or does something he shouldn't do, I'm afraid that the development of his studio will be extremely unsmooth.

She turned off the microwave, took a coat, and told the foreman of the hot pot restaurant on the way that she couldn't support herself.

The other party's attitude is not very good, tonight is the time for their store to do activities, so I found a part-time waiter, at this time I said not to go, where did she find someone to replace her. Jian Zhichun apologized again and again, and finally settled the matter.

She didn't know the exact address of Zhongli's studio, but she remembered that when the parking lot incident, his subordinates arrived quickly, so it should not be far from there. But at this time, it was obviously too wasteful to spend time searching, and she was busy sending a message to ask, but there was no reply.

Even after five minutes, there was still no response, and it was time to chat, Zhongli would not look at his phone at this time, and Jian Zhichun was more inclined to Zhongli was unwilling to reply.

The cold winter can already make people feel low, not to mention Zhongli, who suffers from seasonal affective disorder, and in many cases, the impact of this is exponentially multiplied for him. Psychological problems cannot be observed simply by appearances, and sometimes people who may be okay on the surface tend to have the strongest level of negative emotions.

Fortunately, she and Ji Changfeng also added WeChat, and the chat records of the two were empty, only a note from Ji Changfeng when he added friends at the beginning. She made a long story short, Ji Changfeng's ability to receive messages was also very fast, and only a few seconds later, Ji Changfeng had already replied to the specific address.

At this moment, when the lights are on, it is the beginning of the nightlife in Jiangcheng, and there are a few stars hanging high in the sky, sparse, indicating that the weather will be good tomorrow. Jian Zhichun took a taxi, fortunately the location of the studio was not very far from Zhong's home, and she added some money to let the taxi driver arrive at his destination as soon as possible in a safe situation.

Because of the nervousness in his heart, the distance that was not close seemed to be faster, Jian Zhichun got out of the car, closed the door, and then looked for the target building for the first time. She crossed the street and reached the downstairs of the studio, where she could already see the name of Zhongli's studio.

- Far Winter.

At first glance, this name seems to have a deep meaning, but if others really take the time to think about it, I am afraid that they will not be able to think of a reason, but it can be understood more smoothly on a simple level.

Far winter, far winter, far away from winter.

In this way, Zhongli seemed to be a little random when he first chose the name, so he gave such a name to the career benchmark name that might accompany him throughout his life.

What kind of mood did he have at that time?

He coughed twice, a little nervous, but he still tried his best to make himself look not nervous at all, and shirked without any sincerity, "What about work now, what whispers can't you go home and say?, I'm not afraid of being heard by others, I know I'm very handsome, but ......"

Jian Zhichun: "......"

Jian Zhichun interrupted him indifferently, "I'm talking about going with me to scare people, and I'll teach you." ”

Zhongli let out an "oh", a little lost, but he didn't show it with his face, his eyes avoided looking at Jian Zhichun, and his voice was clear: "I, of course I know." ”