I woke up from my sleep in a daze and was stunned when I heard his voice: "What?"

He repeated, "Open the door, I'm here." I almost couldn't believe it, I suddenly lost my sleepiness, I even forgot the pain of the afternoon, stumbled to the door and opened the door, Zhao Yijing, who was dressed in wind and rain, stood in front of me, looking at me lightly.

I rubbed my eyes and pinched my face hard by the way, only to be sure that I was not dreaming, and my voice trembled: "Why are you here?"

He looked at me and the corners of his lips lifted slightly: "If you want to come, you will come." Looking inside: "Still won't let me in?"

I came back to my senses and let go of the door, and he walked in, and when he saw me standing barefoot on the ground, he was shocked, and his eyes were full of tenderness that I had never seen before: "Go and put on your shoes." "The occasional tenderness of a cold man like him tickles his whole heart. I watched him and ran to pull my slippers on.

The coat on his body was a thin layer of water droplets, I hurriedly brought a towel to him, I wanted to hand it to him, but he didn't mean to answer, just took off the coat and handed it to me, I took the towel to him and dusted the water droplets on his clothes, the light in the room was dim and yellow, but there was a warm smell.

I remember seeing the book written before, "Don't let the spring and autumn days pass, the most difficult wind and rain to come." "At that time, when I felt that a person was injured and lost, it was a rare affection and a beautiful artistic conception for a friend to brave the wind and rain to visit him. Now there is really a person who has crossed the north and south of the river, facing the wind and rain to see me, this emotion, whether true or false, right or wrong, makes me not moved? I have never been so cherished, and my eyes can't help but be wet.

"It's raining outside?" I asked, trying to hide my gaffe.

"Well, just walked under the door, it's not big. He replied naturally, and looked at me carefully, "Are you better?"

"How do you know I'm sick?" I was speechless in surprise.

"How can you go to bed at six o'clock?" he hooked his lips and smiled, saying that he had called Lao Deng, no wonder he could find this place so accurately.

"Much better, probably heat stroke. "The dizziness and nausea in the afternoon have improved a lot, but the stomach is empty, and there is some weakness in the body. I turned on my phone and looked at it, it was already two o'clock in the morning: "Have you eaten?"

His lips curled slightly: "No, I said that I would come to you for supper." He looked at the steamed pork ribs at my bedside, which basically didn't move his chopsticks, "Are you hungry?"

I nodded, "Hmm." So saying, he stood up and walked out with him. He draped his coat over me, and I hesitated for a moment to reach his hand, and he looked at me deeply, and held my hand tightly in the palm of his hand with his backhand.

His car was parked outside the guest house, and he was on a friend in Hangzhou. The night was long and silent in the town, and we walked around a few streets, all of which were pitch black, until we finally came to a small shop with lights on in the south of the city. After entering, the store is very clean and tidy, and the layout is a little emotional. The owner, a middle-aged man of nearly fifty years old, looked at us and greeted us warmly: "It's so late, this town is just our family." ”

Simple side dishes, the same green bamboo shoots, small river shrimp, very simple but very fresh, a bowl of light white porridge, eating at the moment with a great appetite. Seeing him sitting across from me eating a simple meal with me filled my heart with warmth. He raised his eyes and saw that I was looking at him, and his lips were hooked back to look at me, which made me a little embarrassed, and I had nothing to say to the shopkeeper: "Why is your family still open in the town?"

"My child is admitted to university, and it is a little bit more to earn more. The shopkeeper said happily, as if he had no end of energy.

My eyes were suddenly very wet, every family has its own difficulties, but also every family's happiness, only love is the driving force of life. I couldn't help but be in a daze.

The table sign on the table is very chic, the front is the table number, the back is the town scenery, and the small two lines on it: "Tonight, see this beloved." My heart slammed into it, although I saw a line of smaller words later, "Produced by Liangren Silk", I knew that it was an advertisement for a silk factory. I took out the paper from the table and played with it repeatedly, asking the shopkeeper, "Can you give us this?"

The shopkeeper said yes happily. After checking out, Zhao Yijing signed a few hundred-yuan bills on the table, I don't know if he felt the difficulty of the shopkeeper or the warmth of the night. But at that moment, in my heart, he was no longer the cold, ruthless and mercenary businessman.

When I walked out after eating, the drizzle outside the door had stopped for some time, a few frogs chirping in the distance, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and flowers, and my mood became refreshed.

"Let's go to Hangzhou. Zhao Yijing suggested that the accommodation conditions in Hangzhou were better, and it would be better to go to the doctor if he felt unwell the next day. I felt much better, but I didn't want to disobey him, so I just followed him obediently.

On the way to Hangzhou, a few rows of street lamps, a few green trees, a shallow stream around a few households, and occasionally a small bridge across the river, reflecting the lights and flowing water, like a flowing ink.

Sometimes you really don't need words, just sit quietly and your heartbeat can be consistent. The most beautiful feeling may be that without saying a word, you can also experience the peace and happiness around him.

That night of him, lingering emotion, that night of me, charming, I don't want to think too much, just want to release myself in his arms, when he stepped forward the moment, I heard the sound of my heart trembling and dissolving, all the reason at that moment abandoned the armor and dragged the soldiers, I couldn't escape.

The next morning, Lao Deng called me and said that he had a friend to visit, and I could go back to Beijing first. The smart old Deng must have known that Zhao Yijing had arrived, so I didn't refuse, and returned to Beijing with Zhao Yijing.

When I came back from Zhejiang, my relationship with Zhao Yijing was a little delicate, I couldn't define what it was, and I understood that my role was disgraceful and had no future. But in the face of his invitation, I couldn't refuse. Even if I don't do anything, just eat quietly, it will give me extra peace of mind.

He didn't ask me again if I wanted to follow him, and there were some things that might make people shy away from it. It's just that when he's tired, when he's worried, or when he wants to see me, we'll be quiet. If I don't want to put aside the troubles of reality, being with him is a moment of wholehearted joy for me. No other man has ever given me such joy.

Lao Deng's inspection result was that there was basically no possibility of the price increase of raw silk, but Lao Luo was a little shaken in the face of frequent inquiries. In the middle of the month, I still couldn't hold back, and I entered another 500,000 tons to replenish the warehouse, and I didn't notify Lao Deng, and when Lao Deng knew, the raw silk was already on the way.

In early August, the purchase of summer cocoons began, and the feedback from the field was that the summer cocoons were harvested, and the purchase price was lower than in previous years. Lao Luo began to be dumbfounded, the purchase price of silkworm cocoons is low, which means that the price of raw silk may fall. Buying at a high price and selling at a low price will make Xiya lose money, but it is too late to regret it at this moment, and I can only hope that the autumn cocoon acquisition will raise the price soon.

But in the two months from August when the summer cocoon was listed to mid-October when the autumn cocoon was launched, Xiya's business was simply unable to carry out. And the Silk Road orders, the payment time was signed until the end of the year. As a result, Xiya's cash flow was crushed, and the company became a dead fish for a while.

Lao Deng frowned, and the mood to contact the business was gone, so he discussed with me: "Can you let Mr. Zhao pay the full amount of the last batch of raw silk?"

Since the last time it was signed was to supply in installments, in order to reduce storage costs, Silk Zhiheng asked Xiya to supply raw silk in six months, and in this case, it is natural that the inspection will be completed after each batch arrives, and the payment will be paid. At present, the payment for a ton of raw silk is only two months. It stands to reason that such things are done according to the contract, and there is nothing to say, but in this critical situation, I can only lick my face and try it.

In all fairness, I was not willing to exchange my not-so-deep relationship with Zhao Yijing for such a deal, but Lao Deng's sorrow also determined my job, so I had to reluctantly call Zhao Yijing: "Do you have time to eat together at night?"

I rarely took the initiative to call him, and his voice was deep and gentle: "Yes." "I loved to hear him say yes to me, like a butterfly flying over and finding a docked rose.

I made an appointment with a Jiangsu-Zhejiang restaurant on the shore of Houhai, which is not luxurious, but very stylish. I booked a private room by the window, flanked by soft sofa chairs. Not long after I went in, he arrived. Seeing me leaning against the window and looking at the lake, his eyes were warm, and instead of sitting opposite, he sat next to me and took my hand: "What are you looking at?"

I was a little embarrassed and pulled my hand out, "Nothing. "But the heart is like honey.

chatted casually until I was half-hearted, and I was not too embarrassed to speak, I really didn't want to spoil such a lakeside love for the moon.

"Absent-minded today?" he asked, suddenly looking at me deeply.

I paused, gritted my teeth, and said, "I'm looking for you to say something." As I expected, his face began to sink when he heard this. Zhao Yijing seems to be particularly disgusted that I talk to him about business, I have already understood it after coming and going, but I have to wipe this face. It is true that people cannot live without vulgarity, and the person who does not want to ask for the most has become the only person who can help you.

Zhao Yijing leaned back in his seat and squinted at me, like a leopard peeking into his heart. I was a little uncomfortable with him, and I couldn't help but say, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not a spy." ”

The corners of his lips curled, and he took a sip of tea and said quietly: "Except for you, I will not meet a woman with a mind like you." ”

I froze there, unable to say the rest of the word.