The days are like the vast sea, sometimes there is no wind or waves, sometimes the waves are rolling.

In October, the 60 th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, more than 80,000 people from all walks of life in the capital held a gala party in Tiananmen Square on the night of the National Day.

Zhou Jiyou doesn't like to join in the fun, and at the same time, she and Shen Feibai were going around in the Dashilar snack street at the front gate.

Shen Feibai's taste is sweet, and she pulls him to eat donkey rolling, kidney bean rolls, and sugar ears, all of which are old Beijing snacks she remembered when she was a child.

She fed all kinds of snacks into Shen Feibai's mouth, causing his cheeks to bulge, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

The corners of his mouth were inevitably stained with powder, and under the dusk light on the street, the powder also seemed to be rendered with a layer of orange light, which was particularly interesting in Zhou Jiyou's eyes.

She continued to feed, and the two of them stood in front of a braised shop, the smell of meat fragrant, hovering in the air to tickle the appetite of passers-by.

Shen Feibai pulled her to the side and made way for the people who were queuing up to buy the braised fire.

He turned his head laxly, and Zhou Jiyou seized the opportunity to feed a donkey into his mouth and roll.

When he stuffed it in, his fingertips touched his warm lips, and Shen Fei looked at her with white eyes, his dark eyes half helpless and half soft.

He grabbed her by the hand, didn't let her stuff it anymore, didn't overdo it a little, and slowly chewed the food that was bulging in his mouth and couldn't swallow in time.

Zhou Jiyou smiled and squinted, he lowered his head slightly, maybe he was recognized, and his eyes kept shooting from all around, and his ears were red.

She couldn't see it in the dark, she wasn't sure.

She wanted to raise her hand, but unfortunately her wrist was shackled tightly and she couldn't move.

Shen Fei's white eyes turned around, the things in his mouth had been swallowed, and his black eyes stared at her: "Why don't you let me rest." ”

I really can't help her to say this.

"I know, you let go." She turned her wrist.

He paused, and did let go. But in the next second, one of her actions made his face stiffen.

She raised her hand, touched his ear, pinched her fingers back and forth, looked at her eyes carefully, and the corners of her lips curved: "Why are you so easily shy." ”

The tone is leisurely, the eyes are also faint, and they are all teasing.

A person who has been training alone for many years and is steady and self-reliant in the face of various major events, only in the face of her, often produces a little frustration.

"Are you full?"

"I'm full." She took a moment to withdraw her hand, but the look in her eyes still did not hide a smile.

He took her by the hand, returned along the road, lowered his eyes, and said, "Go home." ”

Zhou Jiyou was suddenly pulled forward by him, slightly stunned, until he stared at his red ears in front of a brightly lit shop......

She turned her head to look at his quiet side face: "Shen Feibai." ”

He let out an "um" without squinting.

She tilted her head and looked ahead, as people kept passing by, "My dad also likes sweets." ”

With a slow and low sound, accompanied by the noisy voices around him flying into Shen Feibai's eardrums, he was stunned and stopped.

Zhou Jiyou's sinking thoughts were interrupted, and she also paused, met his calm eyes, and smiled softly: "What's wrong?" ”

He took the lunch box containing the donkey rolling from her other hand, there were still two pieces left side by side in it, his palm was supported at the bottom of the box, and his eyes nodded: "Feed me before leaving." ”

"......" Zhou Jiyou was stunned for a second.

The images and sounds in all directions disappeared from her eyes and ears, she looked at his dark and serious eyes, looking at it, it was clear that the cool summer had gradually drifted away, and even her body and heart were hot.

Is there a tacit understanding that he can see all of you with just a simple sentence.

***

The taxi stopped outside the gate of the community, and Zhou Jiyou took Shen Feibai's hand and walked back leisurely.

Each building has more than 30 floors, and compared with the high-rise buildings, the arbors and flowers in the community are delicate and exquisite.

It's quiet around, with the occasional private car passing by a slowing down.

"Did you get a raise?" She said casually without any purpose, "Since you are no longer a reporter, people are busier than before, and your pockets seem to be bigger than before." ”

Shen Feibai pursed his lips suddenly: "Yes." ”

She glanced at him, "What do you say?" "When did I take the initiative to take a taxi when I traveled before? A taxi that only relies on when they are together in the field and does not know the road.

He was silent for a moment: "Wait a little longer." ”

The voice was too soft, and she didn't hear clearly: "What? ”

Approaching the apartment building, the two turned together.

"Wait for me—" The voice stopped abruptly. He looked ahead, Zhou Jiyou held his arm with both hands, and suddenly noticed a momentary tension in his arm muscles.

She slowly turned her head back and parked beside a black sedan downstairs in the apartment, where a familiar figure stood with his trouser pockets in his pockets, sharp eyes thrown between their affectionate arms.

Zhou Jiyou frowned almost immediately. She pulled Shen Feibai and wanted to go to the apartment, but she couldn't move.

His eyes were calm, and there seemed to be a hint of reassurance, and she didn't know what to say, her lips squirmed, and she opened her eyes and let him be.

She was led by him to take two steps forward, and heard his polite and detached tone: "Is there something wrong with Uncle finding here?" ”

There was no response, as if he was speaking into the air.

Zhou Jiyou's eyebrows twisted deeper and deeper, raised his head, and collided with Shen Ke's cold gaze.

The crease between his eyebrows was no shallower than hers, and he was even sneering, as if ice was crumpled in his eyes.

Zhou Jiyou thought he had something to say to her, but he didn't, he said to Shen Feibai in a closed-door gesture: "Thank you for sending Xiaoyou back, I have a personal matter to talk about with her, so I won't send you." ”

Shen Feibai looked at him silently.

Zhou Jiyou held his right hand, and his left hand was on the back of her hand, and after a pause, he asked, "Do you want to talk?" ”

It was Zhou Jiyou who asked.

She was slightly stunned, his quiet eyes were as plain as water, as if he was really asking for her opinion.

She saw Shen Ke's red eyes in an instant, and her heart turned slightly: "You go back first." ”

There were ripples in the water waves, and he controlled the feelings, patted her lightly on the back of her hand, and said, "You talk slowly, I'll go up first." ”

"Hmm." She let go of him and watched as he turned and walked towards the apartment with a hug.

Shen Ke also watched, his thin lips pursed. Especially when Shen Fei entered the password and opened the door in a familiar way, he stretched straight from the side of his face to his neck.

"What do you mean?" He looked at him mockingly, "Not going to explain? ”

"Don't be too funny, I need to explain something to you." Zhou Jiyou didn't have any expression, "Find me something, say it." ”

She folded her arms, not impatient, but not too serious.

Shen Ke stared at her, suddenly sneered, and shook his head with absurd eyes: "When did it start?" ”

Zhou Jiyou was cold: "It's none of your business." ”

"I'll ask you when!" He raised his voice and roared, his eyes narrow.

Suddenly, she was frightened, very inexplicable: "Neurotic." ”

She was about to walk.

"Aren't you going to break away from the Shen family, he is also a member of the Shen family, you are not slapping yourself with him."

The question that was as cold as an ice pool sounded behind him, Zhou Jiyou stopped, turned around, and said in the same cold voice: "I know very well what I am doing, and it is not your turn to point fingers." ”

"You know?" Shen Ke seemed to hear a big joke, pointed to the sky, and seemed to point upstairs, "Do you know who he is, you know!" Do you know that he is now a lackey of the old man, you know! I've been deceived by him, you know! ”

Zhou Jiyou had a buzz in his head: "What did you say?" ”

***

Shen Feibai pushed open the fire door, reflexively reached out to touch the key, and touched it, but he stopped outside the security door, as if he had been pointed, and suddenly remained motionless.

Shen Ke's appearance was like a boulder smashing on his heart, very heavy, from his body to his soul, it was falling little by little.

Shen Guoan doesn't need him to do much in the group, he is already the biggest disadvantage to Shen Ke in front of all the directors, not to mention, he was also given three percent of the group's shares, and Shen Ke's sense of crisis will only be heavier.

Shen Feibai's fists clenched slowly, knowing that he couldn't let them talk alone, but he still asked her: Do you want to talk.

You go back first......

Let's go back first......

He regretted it, he must have been crazy to give her the choice.