On this day, Zhong Shidui arrived home very late.

Zou Liwen was worried all day, and when he was done sending off people, he wandered to the bar he often went to, and met Ren Yulan unexpectedly.

Ren Yulan had a party with someone today, drank a little heavily, and when he came out of the bathroom, his brain was still confused, and he was touched by a salty pig's hand. She was immediately furious, raised her leg and kicked it, and as a result, the person who came to relieve the siege was accidentally injured.

Listening to a muffled snort, Ren Yulan noticed that something was wrong, and when he looked over, Zou Liwen was staring at him, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

She suddenly looked up: "Oh, I don't know anything. As he spoke, he moved his feet to the side.

But he was caught in a few steps: "Come back." Zou Liwen didn't look at the salty pig hand, kicked the person aside, and then pulled Ren Yulan to the door, "I have something to ask you." ”

He dragged it very hard, and Ren Yulan couldn't break free at all.

Or maybe you don't want to earn it.

Zou Liwen wanted to seriously discuss the issue of Zhong Shiwan and Song Fei with Ren Yulan, but he didn't know if Ren Yulan had too much alcohol stamina, so he threw him in the driver's seat without saying a few words.

"Can't you talk about me at night?" her eyes widened, and she was more thrilling than usual.

Zou Liwen was speechless all of a sudden, and it could be seen that the face was getting closer and closer, and his hand unconsciously touched her waist, but what he said was: "You...... Are you finally willing to forgive me?"

The almost whispered sigh woke Ren Yulan suddenly. She maintained the posture of throwing him down, her cheeks were still red, but her whole demeanor changed from the lazy one just now.

"Didn't think about it. After a while, she said coldly.

Song Fei knew about Ren Yulan's situation the next day.

"You say, Zou Liwen?" Song Fei really didn't know about her relationship with Zou Liwen, but through the previous exchanges, she vaguely felt that the two should have known each other for a long time.

Ren Yulan took a sip of water: "I broke off my friendship with him at that time." ”

Song Fei was curious: "What do you say?"

Ren Yulan's face was expressionless: "It was he standing on Zhong Shidu's side, I quarreled with him, and then broke up." ”

Okay, that's a very logical and basic step.

Song Fei saw that she just needed someone to listen, and after thinking about it, she didn't go deeper, grabbed another piece of information from her words and asked, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Ren Yulan held the cup and was melancholy: "Yes, Zhong Shidui takes Rong Xin with him wherever he goes, I really can't look past it." ”

Rong Xin: I haven't heard this name for a long time.

Song Fei smiled and didn't mention it, and asked casually: "By the way, what day is December 24th, do you know?"

Ren Yulan was at a loss: "Christmas Eve?"

She looked at it and asked, "What else?"

"What else can I do......" Ren Yulan pulled her hair irritably, forcibly retracting the topic, "Oh, Scarlet, don't you want to talk about me, what do you think I should do?"

Song Fei was silent.

She hadn't even fully figured out her own business, and she was not qualified to give advice to others.

"Take care of it yourself. After a pause, he added, "But ah, we have to be sober before we do it." ”

But Ren Yulan was not convinced: "How can you be sober about feelings?"

Oh, and it's true.

Song Fei thought of the scene that happened after Zhong Shidui came back last night.

At that time, she was watching TV in the living room, and when she heard the sound, she stood up, but the moment she was face to face with Zhong Shidu, she was keenly aware that Zhong Shidui seemed to be drifting her gaze.

"Have you eaten?" she asked.

Zhong Shidui hummed and went back to the room as usual.

Song Fei followed.

He walked a few steps and noticed it, and stopped and looked back: "Anything else?"

Song Fei: "If you don't come back in the future, remember to talk to me." ”

Zhong Shidui: "Aunt Luo knows. ”

She looked at him seriously: "I mean me." ”

Zhong Shidui was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What are you doing?"

The two faced each other, reading the meaning of the sentence from each other's eyes.

Zhong Shidui asked Song Fei to tell herself that between that deep kiss, she felt something and understood something, and now Song Fei just wanted to follow the instinctive emotions at that time.

So, she didn't speak.

Zhong Shidui laughed briefly and shook his head, not knowing whether it was for the extravagant hope of sighing or for the sake of making up for the brain.

Then, he said "good night" and went back to his room.

But Song Fei's brain suddenly blanked in this deep voice, and then he did not hesitate to put the person against the side wall.

Zhong Shidui was caught off guard, and she was really resisted.

Song Fei propped his hands on his side and looked fixedly, his eyes flashing, revealing a little curiosity and expectation.

"You kissed me, don't you want to explain?"

And now that she thinks back, she should be what Ren Yulan said, "not sober".

Song Fei touched her hot face and tried to drive Zhong Shidui out of her head.

There is still half a month to go before the design competition, and she has to speed up.

However, just when Song Fei was rushing to the manuscript in the dark, Zhong Shiwei asked her to accompany her to a drinking party.

If it had been placed in the past, Song Fei might have pushed it off, but when he saw the bright word "Shiguang" on the invitation to the reception, a memory that seemed to have been a long time ago suddenly jumped out.

"This is the drinking party you are going to attend with Rong Xin?"

That's the cocktail party that finally designed into the hands of Ni Jielin?

Zhong Shidui could always understand the meaning of her words, and nodded when he heard the words: "It doesn't have to be you......"

But before the words were finished, Song Fei had already beaten the chicken blood: "No, I'll go." ”

Just kidding, whether it's Rong Xin or Ni Jielin, she doesn't want to bow her head easily, okay!

So, on the day of the reception, Song Fei and Rong Xin met on a narrow road.

can be said to be a narrow road encounter, but it is the definition given by Song Fei himself.

She entered with Zhong Shidu, and the clear-eyed people would only focus on the Zhong couple, and as for Rong Xin, she could only retreat behind Zou Liwen.

Rong Xin was naturally unwilling, but Zou Liwen beside him watched it closely, and he couldn't find time to be alone with Zhong Shidui for a while.

As for Song Fei, after walking around with Zhong Shidu, he felt very boring.

Commercial touting, especially the unilateral commercial touting of Zhong Shidu, is really not interesting to life.

Thinking so, she went to talk to the others at dusk, and looked around idly, only to suddenly spot a somewhat familiar figure. And the figure turned to see her, and seemed stunned, and then walked briskly, with a warm smile on his face.

Oh, it's Tang Sihan, the editor-in-chief of "Mishang".

Song Fei hadn't talked to Tang Sihan since he added him, and he felt a little embarrassed, but Tang Sihan was still so familiar: "Mrs. Zhong, what a coincidence." ”

Song Fei smiled: "Are you there too?"

This is not a fashion zone.

Tang Sihan was strange: "JeN cooperated with Shiguang to hold a design competition, don't you know?"

Song Fei really didn't know that Shiguang was also involved, and he was stunned when he heard this.

Tang Sihan keenly found out, and hurriedly started haha, it happened that the dance floor was about to start the second show, so he simply invited Song Fei to go over. Song Fei wanted to say something more, so she happily agreed.

But the two didn't take a few steps, and suddenly a hand suddenly reached out in the oblique ground and directly took Song Fei into his arms.

"Tang Choo, my wife's dance has to be left to me. The voice drifted to his ears, smiling lightly.

This dance is a bright and fierce tango.

Song Fei was driven by Zhong Shidu, or driven by his own mood, and his feet were in harmony with the beat, and there was a tendency to press step by step.

Approaching a certain beat, she was brought forward so violently that she just happened to touch the tip of the other's nose.

For a moment, the breath was entangled.

"Familiar with Tang Sihan?" Song Fei's eyes were full of Zhong Shidu's gaze, and when he was about to open his lips, his body actually flew out like a kite, and then was brought back by his arm.

On the waist, there is another force that makes people's hearts palpitate.

Song Fei was angry, and he didn't know where the inspiration came from, so he climbed on his shoulder without thinking, and seemed to be hugging, but in fact he slapped him hard.

Zhong Shidui smiled even more, turned sideways, and the two of them had long legs staggered.

Song Fei gritted his teeth: "Zhong Shidui, what do you want to say?"

It's not that she didn't notice Zhong Shidu's little emotions, but if she really wanted to worry about the flowers, she was also very unhappy in her heart now.

Zhong Shidui pressed in her ear: "I just don't like you being so close to other men." ”

As she spoke, it was the end of the dance music, Song Fei was on her back, squinted by the light above her head, and behind her waist, a powerful arm was horizontal.

She finally looked at her dance partner.

Zhong Shidui lowered his head, and the bridge of his nose was heavily shadowed, and even the light of his eyes looked obscure.

Time stood almost still, until it was broken by her slightly cold voice: "Oh, then what is your cooperation with Ni Jielin?"