Yan Mingyu came to Zhu Slow to find her before coming to City A to find Song Jinsi.

Zhu was a little tired and walked home from work, and saw a car with a Jiangcheng license plate parked downstairs, and then saw that the person who got off the car was really Yan Mingyu.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Chu knew that he had promised Song Jinsi to come to City A, but he didn't know why he came to her this night.

"My mother has to bring some special products to you, saying that it was inconvenient for you to take the high-speed train back last time, and this time I came by the car to bring it along the way." Yan Mingyu opened the trunk full of special food from Dujiang City.

"Thank you!" Zhu slowly smiled at him sincerely.

"Why are you so polite, come and help me get this," Yan Mingyu handed her two lighter boxes, and went upstairs with a large box full of them.

After they entered the house and put their things away and sat down, Zhu Slow took a look at most of the foods that Zhu Slow liked to eat.

"Oh, grandma told me to give it to you," Yan Mingyu panted and put things away, and then took out a sachet from the inside pocket of his coat and gave it to her.

"This is..."Zhu slowly sniffed, as if there was a faint scent of lavender and small jasmine.

"Grandma said that it could calm her nerves, and she deliberately went to find a famous Chinese medicine doctor.

Zhu slowly opened the sachet and looked at it, in addition to lavender and jasmine, there were also Chinese medicinal materials such as cinnamon and peony to calm the nerves and help sleep. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, the fresh floral and medicinal scents made her feel a little soothed.

"Grandma..."

"You... Will you go back this year? Yan Mingyu's voice was a little obscure.

When Zhu Chu heard his question, her chest was filled with incomprehensible emotions, sadness, resentment, and feelings she didn't want to face......

"Let's see!" She is upset, she can't sort out her emotions and doesn't know what to do?

"Well, if you don't want to go back, forget it"

Yan Mingyu just watched her grandmother always ask with anticipation before going to worship her aunt every Qingming Festival: "Will you come back slowly this year?" When he learned that he didn't come back, he just sighed and said, "Forget it, don't force the children"

He knew that his grandmother wanted Zhu Slow to go to see his late aunt, but because his aunt and uncle had been seriously hurt because of their selfishness, Zhu Slow had never visited his parents except for the first year.

"Well, where are you staying today?" Zhu Slow, this is a one-bedroom house, and he may have to book a hotel to live in.

"I'm going to live with Jinsi, I talked to him about it when I came this time, and it is estimated that it will take a few days to get it done, so I simply go to live with him to deal with the problem." He explained

"Well, that's fine."

"Then you can rest early, I'll go" Yan Mingyu got up and went to the shoe cabinet to change his shoes.

"You drive on the road and pay attention to safety," Zhu said slowly, sending him to the door.

"Well, I know, there are snacks and cooked foods and supplements that you like to eat in the box, you usually eat more" Yan Mingyu felt that she had lost some weight every time he saw her, and his already white skin looked a little sickly, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Well, I will." Zhu said slowly

Yan Mingyu is also used to her answers, and always responds lightly, but it doesn't seem like she will do it obediently.

The elevator came, and after he left, he drove the car in the direction of Song Jinsi's house. Because Song Jinsi and the doorman said that there were visitors, Yan Mingyu drove the car into the high-end community where Song Jinsi now lives smoothly along the navigation.

As soon as Yan Mingyu arrived in front of Song Jinsi's house, the smart door was automatically opened by human control. He walked in and the door closed automatically, and he saw that the design of the room was simple and elegant, with a sense of modern high-tech intelligence. The furniture is all simple colors of black, white and gray, the household appliances are all smart products, and a robot is dormant and charging.

"Sit!" Song Jinsi walked to the white sofa in gray loungewear with two cups of hot coffee.

"Well, your style suits you very well" Yan Mingyu took a cup of coffee and sat down to taste the taste of top coffee, with the aroma of dark chocolate and fruit, which is very good!

"You just came from your cousin?" Song Jinsi knew on the phone on the way to him that he was going to deliver something to Zhu Wan first.

"Yes, my mother said she was too thin to make up for it, so she brought some specialties and supplements for her," Yan Mingyu said

"Well, it's too thin," Song Jinsi took a sip of coffee, probably hadn't eaten dinner after a busy day, and the coffee felt a little bitter, he frowned slightly.

"By the way, what's wrong with that project?" Yan Mingyu remembered the purpose of coming this time.

"Let's go, go to my study" Song Jinsi took him to his study, which was more of a "studio" than a study. Because there is a bookshelf inside, three independent single sofas, and a coffee table. And there are two computers on the table, and on the coffee table in front of him are a bunch of parts that have been dismantled and cannot be seen in their original appearance.

Song Jinsi opened the computer and showed Yan Mingyu the detailed research and development process of the product, and said the defects of the product he was studying. And Yan Mingyu also gave his thoughts, and then decided to go to his company tomorrow to see and determine the solution to the problem. The two of them were very involved in their work, except for ordering a takeout halfway through the discussion, and the discussion did not end until the second half of the night, Song Jinsi arranged for him to go to the guest room, washed up and went to sleep.

The next day, Yan Mingyu got up earlier than usual because he had something to do, and as soon as he arrived in the living room, he saw that Song Jinsi actually got up earlier than him and was energetically exercising on the treadmill. He used to be very energetic and sports-loving, but in the past few years, he often had to stay up late when he was engaged in scientific research and projects, and he gradually had no energy to exercise.

"Morning!" Song Jinsi saw Yan Mingyu get up, turned off the treadmill and slowly stopped.

"Morning, you still love sports so much!" Yan Mingyu admired him for sleeping at the same time, and he was still so energetic.

"Well, you wash up first, I'll take a shower, and then we'll go to breakfast together." Song Jinsi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

"Okay."

After washing up, Song Jinsi took Yan Mingyu to the store he frequented, ordered some breakfast, and went to the company together.

Yan Mingyu and Song Jinsi's R&D team was busy for several days to find out the crux of the problem, and then found a bunch of materials and did a lot of experiments before coming up with a new plan. In order to reward everyone, Song Jinsi called Lin Ruicheng to leave a place and invited the colleagues of the whole team to relax together.

"You've worked hard lately, you don't have to be restrained if you have fun," Song Jinsi raised his glass and saluted everyone.

He has an innate charisma as a leader, decisive in his decision-making and strong willpower. There is no rich kid at work, and he often advances and retreats with his colleagues.

"Thank you, Mr. Song!" Colleagues happily toasted together. Usually this situation is that all the consumers tonight they pay for Mr. Song, which is very exciting!

They are all talented young people, and everyone is no longer restricted, those who like to sing are singing in the box, and if they like to dance, they go downstairs to play, how to play, how to play.

"Thank you." Song Jinsi and Yan Mingyu touched their glasses.

"Our relationship is out of sight!" Yan Mingyu drank half a cup in one gulp, and sometimes men don't need to say much, and everyone can understand the meaning.

Lin Ruicheng was a little busy today, and only now did he come over, "Brother is not well entertained, I will punish myself with a drink" and then sat down and the three men drank and chatted together.

"You're doing a good business!" Yan Mingyu opened his mouth to praise.

"It's okay, it's all a small fight, and it's a big step worse than Jinsi." Lin Ruicheng laughed and joked with Song Jinsi.

Among several people, it is indeed Song Jinsi who has the best family background, but he is usually relatively low-key. Qiao Shuyi's family background is average, but he is very successful in his field. Yan Mingyu belongs to the rich second generation, but he is very talented in scientific research. As for Lin Ruicheng being a thorough rich boy, in addition to loving to play or playing, he doesn't even want to be the heir of the family group and opens a bar to play out of interest.

"You've made a lot more money this year than my small company." Song Jinsi was in a good mood today, and he also teased Lin Ruicheng.

"That is, if you don't open that year, you will be worth a few years for me" Lin Ruicheng knows their company's profit model, and he has been engaged in research in the early stage, and once it is successful, the price of this thing is not comparable to his bar at all.

"Don't all of you praise each other here, I am the most pitiful and receive a monthly salary" Yan Mingyu couldn't stand it, they blew each other.

"Hahaha! Stop bragging, come and drink! Lin Ruicheng raised his glass.

A few of them looked at each other and smiled and drank happily, and in the end, Lin Ruicheng drank a little better, and asked the two people who drank too much to ask his subordinates to drive back.

Yan Mingyu drank too much and fell asleep, but Song Jinsi didn't sleep as well as him. He dreamed again, he seemed to be drunk and lying in the snow in his dream, and this time there was no one but him, he was very cold...... Woke up and fell asleep in a daze.

Yan Mingyu slept soundly, and suddenly felt weightless, and then there was pain on his body. He opened his eyes and saw that he had fallen out of bed, and his head hurt. A urge to urinate hit, and I had to go to the toilet and hold my bladder again.

"I'm cao! Ouch~" Yan Mingyu, who had just walked to the door and was about to open the door to go out, accidentally tripped and fell under his feet, and also touched the shelf next to the door.

"Mingyu, are you okay?" Song Jinsi, who was sleeping next door, was also awakened by the sudden loud noise, and hurriedly came next door to check.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Mingyu wearing shorts, stumbling over his trousers, falling to the ground, and the shelf next to him also fell to the ground.

"If you don't fall anywhere, can you get up? Song Jinsi went to help him.

Yan Mingyu moved his body for a moment, and he didn't feel any other problems except his buttocks.

"It's okay, it's okay! It's that I usually don't like to sleep in long pants, and I drank too much yesterday and didn't change my pajamas, so I must have taken off my pants in the middle of the night and didn't pay attention to what the situation was, and I tripped over myself while trying to find the toilet. Yan Mingyu was embarrassed to scratch his hair like a chicken nest.

"It's okay," Song Jinsi looked at him, and made sure he was okay, so he went to help up the upside-down shelf.

Yan Mingyu also felt that he had picked up the ornaments and books that had fallen to the ground one by one in the past, and there was a particularly conspicuous masterpiece "Wuthering Heights" mixed with various science and technology magazines.

"You still read this kind of book?" Yan Mingyu took the book and said to Song Jinsi with some curiosity. Because this is a novel, and Song Jinsi never reads novels.

"Not mine." Song Jinsi looked at the book and shook his head.

Sure enough, it wasn't Song Jinsi's, Yan Mingyu opened it and looked at it without writing his name. However, the owner of the book writes quite neatly, and in some places he has made annotations with a yellow pen. The further back he went, the tighter Mingyu's brows wrinkled, and then looked at Song Jinsi suspiciously: "When did you meet Zhu Slow?" ”