Zhang Zhe walked to the counter, "Hello, may I ask what the girl in the black dress just saw?" ”

He took the vase handed over by the salesman and looked at it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed Chen Chen's favorite style. Zhang Zhe raised his head and asked the sales lady: "How much is this?" ”

"This forty-five pieces."

"Can you wrap it up for me?"

"Okay, we have a little gift for today," the sales lady pulled out a black clip studded with rhinestones and two small upturned ears on it.

Zhang Zhe took it and put it in his pocket: "Excuse me, I still want to buy the same one, I don't need to wrap it, just put it up." ”

Five minutes later, he picked up the wrapped vase and walked out.

Chen Chen, who returned home, did not solve his depression today, first ate a closed door, and then saw someone who might be his sweetheart when he was embarrassed, Chen Chen felt that today was simply the most unlucky day in her life, she changed her clothes and was still in the washing machine, crying while cleaning up the house. This can be regarded as Chen Chen's special skill, when he is depressed, Chen Chen always continues to complete what he needs to do step by step and carefully, but tears always fall together by the way.

After processing the mangoes bought on the road, Chen Chen nested on the sofa and watched "Basic Deduction" all afternoon, Chen Chen was madly in love with Lucy Liu, and he fell in love with Jonathon Lee Miller, another star of the show. And today's beautiful drama can't solve Chen Chen's discomfort, she stuffed delicious mangoes into her mouth, and watched Watson and Sherlock cooperate with tears while watching the plot of Watson and Sherlock's tacit understanding. She took out her mobile phone and planned to find someone to complain about, but after looking around, she didn't know who to send it to. clicked on the circle of friends, she found a duck emoji and posted a funny joke.

She wasn't going to talk about her downfall, and spitting was a way for her to pretend she didn't care. I don't know how long I will be low, but sadness will always pass, and people who know that they don't want to die will always pass slowly in the process of enduring grief.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Zhe, who had just finished socializing, walked to the parking lot with a full body of alcohol and that enthusiastic colleague, and a boy who didn't look too big sat in the driver's seat and laughed. Sitting in the driver's seat is Zhang Xuan's younger brother Zhang Yuan, who has always had big nerves, reckless and sunny, with round eyes shining brightly, leaning on a cute face to swagger around, pretending to be cute and never missing.

Hearing Zhang Zhe's distrustful questioning, Zhang Yuan looked unhappy, "I got it yesterday" He pouted and looked unhappy with whom do you look down.

"I'll take a taxi back, you can just take your brother" Zhang Zhe's unthinking denial made Zhang Yuan look unhappy. Before he could escape, Zhang Xuan was pulled into the back seat.

Zhang Zhe, who was seated in the back seat, pulled up his seat belt and buckled it on his body.

"Is it possible to start regional discrimination? It's so good to drink, can you not find a supplier in this area in the future? Zhang Xuan clutched the seat belt in his hand, and couldn't get the buckle.

"We're probably the smallest buyer anymore, thank goodness for talking." Zhang Zhe, who had already fastened his seatbelt, leaned back in his chair and kept his head up, not ready to help.

Zhang Yuan intimately leaned out from the front seat to help him buckle his seat belt, and handed each of them a bottle of hangover medicine. The two of them took it in their hands and drank it all.

Zhang Zhe didn't speak all the way, and Zhang Yuan sent him home first. After the car stopped downstairs, Zhang Zhe opened the car door and rushed down, holding on to the railing and vomiting in the green belt. Zhang Yuan patted Zhang Zhe's back and whispered, "Go to our place for the night, I can take care of you." Zhang Zhe waved his hand and began to retort in his heart, 'If it weren't for your driving skills, I don't think I would have spit it out', he didn't say it, just refused. took his water and rinsed his mouth: "It's okay to spit it out, you can take your brother home, he drinks worse than me." Zhang Zhe's voice sounded very clear, Zhang Yuan hesitated, but nodded in agreement, and stared at Zhang Zhe into the hall and got on the elevator with anxiety.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Zhe sat on the floor of the door along the wall. He felt a lot better after spitting it out, but the residual alcohol was still enough to penetrate his brain. After a moment's pause, he struggled to his feet, walked into the room, and threw himself on the bed.

This kind of socializing is Zhang Zhe's most hated activity, and it takes a long time to do psychological construction before going out every time. Zhang Zhe hates socializing, he doesn't understand what's wrong with doing things according to the rules.

But Zhang Zhe learned very early that he should bow to the society, many years ago he also fought against the rules, trying to get the so-called opportunity, but the reality of the whipping has taught him how to learn to be obedient, how to behave calmly in the rules, Zhang Zhe seems to be at ease, but it does not mean that he is calm in his heart; will also feel the decline of the world, and then silently prepare the gifts to be given; Probably so-called maturity, that's it? Or not maturity, just acceptance of the so-called fate.

After lying on the ground for a while, Zhang Zhe took out his mobile phone, and Chen Chen had a message at two o'clock in the afternoon: "Drink a glass of milk before to protect your stomach and prepare some hangover medicine." At that time he had just walked into the box and did not see it. After hesitating for a while, he pressed Chen Chen's phone.

"Zhang Zhe? Are you done? Chen Chen's voice was clear and slow, and Zhang Zhe's somewhat anxious mood began to ease.

"Well, you're at home, and you haven't slept yet?" He asked softly.

"No, it's so early, I'm not going to sleep. What are you doing? Drunk? ”

"Drunk, not much. I just got home and saw you leave me a message. At that time, I just entered the box, and I didn't hear it when I was silent. ”

"Have you ever drunk milk? Drink something good for the stomach and heat it up. ”

"Now I'm ready to drink. I'll call you to make sure we'll make an appointment tomorrow. ”

"Mmmm, you send me the address, I'll be waiting for you downstairs during your lunch break. After drinking for a while, clean up and go to bed early. ”

"Well, don't stay up too late. Good night. ”

"Good night, remember to drink milk."

Putting down the phone, Zhang Zhe kicked off his shoes and tore off the quilt to cover his body. Five minutes later, he suddenly sat up and walked to the kitchen, opened the fridge, poured some milk, and put it in the microwave.

Zhang Zhe stared at the light of the microwave oven, recalling Chen Chen's tone just now, she didn't seem to reply in the daytime state, her tone was very slow, very low, and a little nasal. Zhang Zhe picked up his phone and hesitated for a moment.

In case she doesn't want to say it herself, isn't it cruel to try her best to disguise her strength and debunk it herself.

Zhang Zhe hesitated for a moment and sent the address he had agreed to tomorrow to Chen Chen. It's a euphemism to announce that I'm here, right? Zhang Zhe didn't know what else he could say, so he could only choose to appear. A red dot next to her reminded Zhang Zhe that she had posted a dynamic. Plus so many days, this is her first day of news, Zhang Zhe clicked on it and took a look.

'Poof! Ahem, ahem. The milk choked into Zhang Zhe's trachea, he dragged a tissue to wipe his face, and coughed hard to try to smooth the breath.

On the screen of her mobile phone is the news she posted during the day, which is a photo of a duck with its neck shrunk, and there is a line of words on the picture: You say, am I your little cutie! The accompanying text reads: Two little bees~ Fly to the flowers~ Fly high to fly low, say to those who fly low, you low bee~~

Morning.

When he received the news that she had arrived, Zhang Zhe had just finished his work. He replied that he would go down immediately, and then frowned as he clutched the newly arrived distribution information. Although I am an agent, I need to fight for every new model, and this business is almost sold.

"And what's the reason why this car doesn't give me?"

"The marketing means are low-level, so don't consider it for the time being." Zhang Xuan leaned back in his chair, looking like he was about to die.

"What kind of marketing is called advanced? What is the reason for this? Zhang Zhe was obviously a little angry.

I retorted in my heart, but I couldn't say it. Brother, I'm a little depressed now, don't bother me, I need time to recover. Zhang Xuan looked like he was going to close his eyes and meditate.

Seeing his attitude, Zhang Zhe stood up and walked over and pulled him up from the chair. Zhang Xuan wanted to resist, but was directly pressed on the table by Zhang Zhe.

"Don't you just want me to call and communicate? It was me last time, and this time it's your turn. Zhang Zhe didn't intend to let him go, and pressed his chest and didn't let go.

"Brother, aren't you my brother, you can go." Zhang Xuan cried with a sad face.

"I'm not going, the seat you booked for me to save money when I was on a business trip, I sat all the way, and my legs were numb when I got off the plane, and I couldn't stretch it out at all. You still want me to come out, I'm not going. You go. Zhang Zhe let go of him with a smile: "I have an appointment at noon, so I will go down first." After speaking, Zhang Zhe was ready to leave.

Zhang Xuan was still immersed in the depressing atmosphere and didn't pay attention to him.

Through the glass curtain wall, Zhang Zhe saw Chen Chen sitting on a bench with his back to the door. She leaned back against the armrest, lazy again. Although he complained that the seat Zhang Xuan had reserved for him was uncomfortable just now, he was a little glad to let Zhang Xuan give him a seat when he saw Chen Chen, after all, if he sat elsewhere, he probably wouldn't have met such an interesting person.

"Mr. Zhang, can I ask for leave tomorrow?" A voice behind him stopped his hand as he tried to open the door. Zhang Zhe turned his head, and the girl in the salesman's suit stood behind her, looking a little nervous.

"You've taken a leave of absence for the fourth time this month, can you explain why?" Zhang Zhe's expression was serious, as if someone else owed him money, which made the girl who asked for leave nervous.

"I—" she was nervous, "I have some personal matters..." Everyone knows that Zhang Zhe doesn't like to talk, and he usually likes to keep a straight face, so he tries to find Zhang Xuan when he has something; But when Zhang Xuan walked in today, he kept telling him that he had a headache and asked everyone not to look for him today if they had something. She was also forced to tell Zhang Zhe. But Zhang Zhe's serious appearance made her dare not go on.

"What private matter can make you ask for four days in a row? Counting the day off each week, you haven't been to work for five days, but it's only the 10th of the month. Zhang Zhe's attitude is still cold and indifferent, and he doesn't know whether he is angry or not.

"I... My boyfriend came to see me... We are in a different place, and we will not see each other for a long time. I don't know what Zhang Zhe's attitude is, she told the truth nervously.

"So you need to delay work to accompany him?" Zhang Zhe answered coldly.

Zhang Zhe's attitude was not very affectionate, and the little girl didn't know how to continue to explain, so she could only keep her head down and not speak.

"Leave, but if your boyfriend respects you, he will respect your job. You can take a leave of absence, and you will be fired if you don't meet the performance standards. It's okay to be prepared yourself. “

Zhang Zhe still had the same iceberg face, and he didn't feel that he embarrassed her by saying this. Turned around and walked out.

Several female employees gathered around and persuaded the little girl who was already crying.

When he walked out, Chen Chen was still sitting on a bench on the side of the street waiting for him. She wore a long red dress, a black silk blouse, and her half-length hair was curled into large curls, with dark red lipstick and the color of the long skirt, and the whole person was a lot more dazzling. The long skirt was scattered casually on the ground, and she leaned over and dragged her cheeks, quiet as if it didn't exist.

Zhang Zhe suddenly thought of her news last night, and couldn't help but smile. The slightly lazy girl in front of her, it's hard to imagine that she will also be naughty. The unpredictable appearance made Zhang Zhe look forward to the next time before he finished this date.

He really wanted to see Chen Chen. Starting from the glass of milk that he drank unconsciously obediently last night, Zhang Zhe suddenly realized that something began to sprout in his heart, some of the little joy and fulfillment, and even rummaged through the wardrobe when he got up in the morning, he felt for the first time that he had very few clothes, not enough for him to dress up to meet her. None of them seemed to be good enough, Zhang Zhe chose his favorite black checked suit, and even the vest was put on together.

Seeing Zhang Zhe standing at the door looking at himself, Chen Chen stood up and walked towards Zhang Zhe, tilting his head to match Zhang Zhe's slightly demented expression, Zhang Zhe came back to his senses, hooked the corners of his mouth at Chen Chen and began to smile.

"I drank yesterday, and I'm worried that you didn't sober up today, how do you feel? Hangovers are hard to bear. Chen Chen asked softly.

"It's okay, it's not so uncomfortable, maybe the milk you told me to drink last night saved me." Zhang Zhe rubbed his temples. Yesterday's hangover was still a bit of a remnant, raging in his body, and Zhang Zhe tried to make himself sober and not affected by the hangover.

Chen Chen pulled Zhang Zhe to sit on the bench, lowered his head, rummaged through the small bag a few times, and found a small bottle of oral liquid. After she pierced it hard, she took out two more pills and put them in Zhang Zhe's hand: "The medicine is to protect the liver, and the oral liquid is to relieve hangover." The total entertainment should be prepared. ”

"Did you buy it for me?" Zhang Zhe didn't swallow it immediately, looked at the white pill lying in his hand, and asked in a low voice.

"Uh-huh, I don't have any friends here, and I don't go out for drinks. I'll go to your company and put you there, and I'll carry it first. ”

Zhang Zhe didn't answer, put the pill in his mouth, and drank the oral liquid.

After a pause, Zhang Zhe pulled her up and walked towards the restaurant.

"I ordered a red velvet cake, what would you like to eat?" Zhang Zhe handed the menu to Chen Chen.

"I'm in for a treat, you can have some."

"Two more burritos. Are you enough? Zhang Zhe asked Chen Chen.

"Well, I'm enough."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Zhe didn't seem to believe it, confirmed it, and smiled with an unknown meaning on his face.

Chen Chen suddenly remembered that he had asked for bread on the plane, and his face turned red: "I was hungry that day, but I didn't have it today." ”

There was only one cake, and Chen Chen stared at him with a small plate, embarrassed to eat. Seeing that she seemed a little stunned, Zhang Zhe handed her the fork: "I don't like sweets very much, just eat them." ”

Having said that, Chen Chen still dug a bite of the cake and handed it to Zhang Zhe, who shook his head. Chen Chen stuffed the cake into his mouth, and saw Zhang Zhe biting the burrito seriously, the sauce rubbed against the corners of his mouth with his movements, Zhang Zhe didn't pay attention, and still took a big bite of the burrito. I didn't have time to eat in the morning. Chen Chen stretched out his index finger, touched the corner of Zhang Zhe's mouth to wipe off the sauce, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

The next second, the two men crashed as if they were pausing in this action. Zhang Zhe held a burrito in his hand, looking at Chen Chen with his fingers in his mouth at a loss, and suddenly didn't know how to alleviate the scene. Seeing Zhang Zhe's embarrassed and tangled look, Chen Chen forced himself to smile: "I'm sorry, I just had a brain crash. Chen Chen dug a mouthful of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, lowered his head and rolled his eyes timidly to peek at Zhang Zhe, Zhang Zhe still looked motionless, she thought about it, raised her head to look at Zhang Zhe, and pretended to laugh happily: "Oh, don't be so serious, tease you, come, the little fairy feeds you a spoonful of cake" Saying that, Chen Chen dug up a spoonful of cake and handed it to Zhang Zhe, Zhang Zhe, who was still in shock, ate it obediently. After taking it into their mouths, both of them were a little stunned.

A moment later, both of them were red.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Chen Chen, who was overly forced, began to hold a memorial service in his heart for this ambiguous period that lasted less than two months, and even chose the accompanying mourning music.