Early on Sunday morning, Shen Biyun asked Cen Bowen to accompany Mrs. Cen for a walk in the garden, saying that she would make breakfast for Mrs. Cen herself in the kitchen.

Originally, the Cen Family Garden was just a grass on the left and a tree on the right, but after Cen Shaonan's careful design, Western postmodernist elements were added, and the regular stone paths became non-directional line paths, and the abstract sculptures and mutated street lamps that stood from time to time were very cleverly integrated into the scenery. One of the seven-colored stone paths leading from the white mansion to the pool looks like a brilliant rainbow among the white clouds, full of freshness and magnificence after the rain.

Among the five brothers and sisters of the Cen family, the most headache for Mrs. Cen is this youngest son Cen Shaonan. Not to mention the boss Cen Shaojun, who died young, and Cen Shaoya, who had nothing to do at home after the divorce, one didn't care about things, and the other didn't get in the way; Cen Shaokang and Cen Shaoyi both revolved around the family business in Zhenzhong Group, and they made a little contribution; Cen Shaonan, the smartest and in the prime of life, didn't like the deception in the shopping mall, nor did he get involved in the company's open and secret fighting, and he indulged in his own art world all day long, and he didn't go home, he lived in the studio, painting and carving non-stop. Seeing that the boss is not a small person who is running quickly, his family is wealthy and his appearance is dignified, but there is no one around him who knows cold and hot, and Mrs. Cen is worried about him.

Old Mrs. Cen strolled on the seven-colored stone road with the support of Cen Bowen, and couldn't help but nag up old topics.

"My good grandson Bowen, if your uncle is half as sensible as you, I will go to the field, and I will have an explanation for your grandfather. ”

"Grandma, you are relieved, everyone has everyone's experiences and preferences, Uncle is just too obsessed with art, and he is also very promising, looking at this family through his hands, is it particularly pleasing to your eyes?"

Old Lady Cen patted Cen Bowen's hand lovingly.

"Although you haven't talked much since you were a child, you are the most kind-hearted person for the sake of others, your goodness, grandma understands!"

"If you miss your uncle, I'll let him go home and eat with you today!"

"If you want to call yourself, I don't want to see him, every time you don't find something to get angry with me, he will feel uncomfortable!"

Mrs. Cen said so, the real mind Cen Bowen can feel clearly, the child is the mother's heart, and this "eccentricity" has been unreasonable since ancient times. After settling down and sitting down on the stone chair next to her, Cen Bowen secretly took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Cen Shaonan.

Sister Ping, the maid over there, came to pass the word, saying that the eldest lady had already made breakfast and invited the two of them to the restaurant.

When they returned to the restaurant and sat down, an uninvited guest brought them two plates of fried eggs.

"Grandma Cen, Brother Wen, good morning!"

Seeing the visitor, Cen Bowen originally accompanied Mrs. Cen with the knowing smile and slowly put it away. Old Madam Cen also looked at this strange woman with a little surprise.

Later, Shen Biyun walked to the restaurant with two glasses of milk.

"Mother-in-law, this is Xia Xiaoxiao, the daughter of the Xia family, Bowen's younger sister when she was in college at Laffer, the last time she and her mother came to visit us, it happened that you went back to your hometown, this child is very hearted, I always remember, I got up early today and came to make breakfast with me, saying that I want to honor and honor you!"

"Oh, yes, it's hard work. ”

Observing the woman's words and looking at the woman's sex, Mrs. Cen already knew the intention of the comer, and when she closed Cen Bowen's face, she was thoughtful.

"Come, sit down and eat together. ”

Old Lady Cen politely invited Xia Xiaoxiao to sit down, Shen Biyun instructed Xia Xiaoxiao to sit next to Cen Bowen, and Xia Xiaoxiao sat down obediently with a little shyness.

Cen Bowen's chair was still hot, and he suddenly stood up.

"Grandma, Mom, I suddenly remembered that there was a transatlantic conference call, I'll go back to the room for a meeting first, you guys use it slowly!"

After speaking, without waiting for Mrs. Cen and Shen Biyun to signal, let alone paying attention to Xia Xiaoxiao, Cen Bowen went straight upstairs.

Xia Xiaoxiao bit her lip, and her long nails were almost bleeding in her palms. Soon, she greeted Mrs. Cen and Shen Biyun obediently as if she was fine.

"Grandma Cen, Auntie, you eat while it's hot!" After a pause, she was concerned about Cen Bowen again, "Brother Wen is often so busy, please tell him to pay attention to his body and take care of himself!"

Old Lady Cen smiled and nodded decently, and Shen Biyun thanked her a little embarrassed.

After breakfast, Xia Xiaoxiao did not leave, but excused Mrs. Cen to beat her back and chat, Shen Biyun was accompanied by a word, and her eyes glanced upstairs from time to time.

It was almost noon, Cen Bowen still didn't appear, but Cen Shaonan, who Mrs. Cen "didn't want to see the most", appeared in the living room.

Seeing that there was a guest, and it was a young and beautiful woman, Cen Shaonan didn't recognize her life, and sat down on the sofa on the other side with no one on the other side.

Old Mrs. Cen wanted to pretend to be annoyed, but when she looked at her youngest son and Xia Xiaoxiao, she suddenly introduced the two of them hard.

"Boy, this is Miss Xia, Laffer's top student, and she doesn't take the initiative to say hello to others!"

Before Cen Shaonan could speak, Old Lady Cen turned to Xia Xiaoxiao again.

"Xiaoxiao, this is the youngest son of my family, what kind of art do you preference, the garden at home is what he does to make it nondescript, let him take you to see it later, you can criticize and criticize him. ”

Shen Biyun was on the side, her eyes widened when she heard it, and it was not easy to attack: This grandson's daughter-in-law still wants to snatch it for her son?

This old lady Cen really drove Cen Shaonan and the reluctant Xia Xiaoxiao to the garden in a hurry. Cen Bowen, who was hiding on the balcony of the room on the third floor and reading a book, looked at the backs of the two of them, and couldn't help but manually like the wise and lovely grandmother.

Taking advantage of Xia Xiaoxiao being dragged in the garden, Cen Bowen changed into a suit indiscriminately, and hurriedly ran from the workers' stairs to the garage with one foot on the accelerator.

On Sunday, Mrs. Cen did not need to use the car, and Zhuo Jiali was at home to accompany Zhuo Laosan, who was on vacation.

When Zhuo Laosan was busy in the kitchen with the last dish, Zhuo Jiali's mobile phone rang, and there were three big words "Cen Bowen" on the screen, Zhuo Jiali hurriedly picked up the mobile phone and went back to the room to close the door.

"Come out now, I'm at your doorstep. ”

Without waiting for Zhuo Jiali to spit out the words, Cen Bowen hung up the phone. Zhuo Jiali's heart was pounding, and she suddenly came to the door of the house without saying anything in advance, what is the matter? And Dad is still at home!

However, it is not an option to keep him waiting at the door. Helpless and with a little expectation, Zhuo Jiali didn't have time to put on makeup, so she casually smeared lipstick and went out with a canvas bag.

"Dad, I'm in a bit of a hurry to go out, you eat by yourself first. ”

"Hey, let's eat and leave!"

Zhuo Laosan chased out of the kitchen, and the door was already closed.

Cen Bowen's cool sports car was parked in front of the door, and the three aunts and six women next door were particularly free on the weekend, so they came out to watch the excitement.

Zhuo Jiali covered her forehead with her hand slightly, lowered her head and quickly opened the door to get into the car, the whole process took less than three seconds.

After waiting for a while before the car started, Zhuo Jiali couldn't help but be a little anxious, turned her head and shouted, "Let's go!"

It's okay not to turn her head, as soon as she turned her head to meet Cen Bowen's smiling eyes, and leaned over to herself, Zhuo Jiali couldn't help but lean her back against the back of the chair, desperately trying to suppress her rapid breathing.

Cen Bowen ignored the hunched kitten who was about to go crazy, leaned forward and continued to lean forward, his face was almost touching her face, and his hand was stretched out to wrap around her waist, and Zhuo Jiali grabbed his arm.

"What are you going to do?"

Cen Bowen used his strength, took Zhuo Jiali's hand and stretched forward again, and by the way, pulled the seat belt in her position over and buckled it on the safety buckle.

Zhuo Jiali still grabbed Cen Bowen's hand because of nervousness, Cen Bowen smiled evilly, and put her hand on his thigh.

"You want to cling to me so much, just as you want. ”

Immediately, the car sped out, catching up with Zhuo Jiali's heartbeat.

The car eventually stopped at the lake in their middle school. Zhuo Jiali got out of the car in surprise, and was soon filled with an unknown sense of nostalgia.

I guess I haven't been back for 6 years since I graduated. Originally, Zhuo Jiali thought that she and this school and the people in it belonged to two worlds, and there would be no attachment, but in fact, as soon as she stepped on this land, many dusty memories naturally came to her heart with the smell of dampness.

The man next to him seems to have had the only wonderful contact by this lake, but he shouldn't have any impression at all, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized her as a classmate when he first came to the company, and he made her so miserable.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jiali glared at Cen Bowen faintly, Cen Bowen was inexplicably attacked by this look, and looked at the middle of the lake a little aggrieved and meaningful. How familiar this scene is, just like the young man by the lake back then, Zhuo Jiali didn't feel a little stupid.

"Ouch!"

Zhuo Jiali touched the forehead that was bulleted.

"Why are you hitting me?"

"I'm afraid I'm too handsome, and I'll make you crazy!"

Cen Bowen laughed, completely lacking the seriousness of the usual domineering president.

"Don't look at you ugly, but you want to be beautiful!"

Zhuo Jiali replied to him not to be outdone, Cen Bowen didn't turn the corner for a while, and only reacted two seconds later, and was about to tickle Zhuo Jiali "angrily". The two fought and chased to the lawn.

Zhuo Jiali was a little tired, and lay down directly on the grass, stretched out her hands and compared a photo frame with four fingers, facing the blue sky, and then facing the tall Cen Bowen's face.

Cen Bowen's heart moved, and suddenly his feet were lying down in the opposite direction, his face almost against Zhuo Jiali's face, looking at her affectionately. Zhuo Jiali's hand slowly lowered, and her face turned to Cen Bowen.

In the quiet campus with no one in the afternoon, the blue sky is cloudless, and on the green grass, a man in a black suit and a woman in a white shirt and blue denim shorts collide strongly but there is no sense of disobedience. The two lay on opposite sides, staring deeply, the breeze mixed with the moisture of the lake brushing their faces, but they were already unaware, in their eyes, there was no sky, no earth, no sun, no green grass, only each other.

At this time, there is nothing more important than completing something with a full sense of ceremony. Cen Bowen leaned over and finally kissed Zhuo Jiali on the lips.