"Buying and selling?" Peng Zhan raised his voice, with a hint of helpless sarcasm in his tone, "If this is a deal, then don't you lose it?" ”

Yan Yan smiled bitterly, it seemed that in the past, she had never had the upper hand in front of him, nor had she taken any advantage of him, and she had been losing ...... Paying for caution, smiling face, time, patience, has become a habit.

It seems that as long as he is there, she will always be the little fool who can ignore any feelings.

"What are you laughing at? I don't think there's anything funny about that. Peng Zhan looked at Yan Yan seriously, and there was still a shadow of Song Qiaoyin between her eyebrows. It's just that she doesn't always keep her head down in front of him like she used to.

Many years ago, Song Qiaoyin was still a fat girl, but maybe she was young, and her fat looked like a kind of porcelain and cuteness. Although he seldom looked at her, in his youth, the neighbor's fat girl was his little maid.

He never asked her to do anything for himself, but she did everything for him.

When she remembered, the two families were friendly and good-neighborly in the eyes of others.

Her family and the Peng family lived in the same building, and later the two families moved at the same time and were still neighbors.

Peng Zhan studied a year late because of his small birthday.

Song Qiaoyin entered the school a year early and became a primary school student because of the birthday of the first month.

The two were in the same class and at the same table. He was two years older than her, but she had been taking care of him all the time.

Carrying a school bag, bringing food, fetching water, making hand-copied newspapers, running to the office to help him hand in his homework, going to the library to buy him the study materials he wants, bringing him an umbrella on rainy days, and having a chilled Sprite on his desk after physical education class......

The classmates laughed that Song Qiaoyin was Peng Zhan's little daughter-in-law. Peng Zhan was noncommittal.

The Peng family's parents like this fat girl who has been taking care of their son like an older sister. When I made delicious food at home, I always asked her to taste it, and often coaxed her to eat more in different ways.

She blushed and said that she wanted to lose weight, but the most objectionable thing was not her parents but the Peng family's parents.

Her father strongly supported her to be friends with Peng Zhan, and her mother did not object at first, anyway, the daughter of the family who knew the bottom would not be angry.

At that time, she really thought that she would be able to marry him when she grew up. This is simply the ultimate dream of her since she was a child.

However, dreams are to be shattered eventually.

Peng Zhan snorted and hated her.

In his heart, Song Qiaoyin is not his dish at all. However, he willingly enjoyed her careful care.

Until his freshman year of high school, he fell in love with a girl, and for the sake of the slender and beautiful class flower, he warned Yan Yan never to follow him in the future. Otherwise, let his dad fire her dad.

At that moment, she realized that there was no equality between the two people.

It's like the long staircase that you have to pass every time you go to his house. He stood at the top of the steps, and she stood at the bottom of the steps. All she could see was his chin raised. So, she always wanted to take a few quick steps and get closer to him.

Later, she had an epiphany that there was no end to the distance between them.

That's when the two of them had a strange relationship.

"You've lost weight and become pretty." Seeing that Yan Yan didn't answer his question, he took the initiative to provoke the topic.

Yan Yan raised her head from the memory, she looked at him and said to herself in her heart, this is just nonsense. She really didn't want to sit here and talk with him.

Reminiscence? She didn't want to talk about the past anymore.

All things in the past, such as death today.

"Mr. Peng, if there is nothing else, I want to go back to work first." She thought about it for a long time before she found an excuse that she could not be dismissed by him.

Peng Zhan looked at her strangely, and his face became gloomy.

"Go to work? Aren't you suspended from your unit? Yan Yan chuckled in her heart, she didn't expect this person to know about her suspension. However, it is also possible. After all, their company and unit have close business dealings. At the beginning, the unit leaders also appointed her to be in charge of the project with CPMC.

Who knows, the world is changeable, and after a few days of hard work, she is hovering on the precipice of unemployment.

In order to hide the embarrassment of being caught lying and being caught, Yan Yan took a sip of the tea in front of her, and was thinking about how to prevaricate the past, when Peng Zhan opened her mouth again and accused: "You found this reason to leave because you hate me, right?" You don't want to talk to me? Are you disgusted with me? You weren't like this before? Qiaoyin, you've really changed. ”

Yan Yan listened to the grievances and questions in his tone, and almost couldn't help but squirt out the tea that had been drunk in her mouth.

She stared at him in surprise as if she didn't know him.

Is this still the arrogant peacock man?

It seems that this aggrieved tone came out of her mouth before.

He has always been commanding and domineering, and he looks disdainful of her.

"What? I was right, you have nothing to say, do you? Peng Zhan kept up his efforts. Ignoring the horror in her eyes.

Peng Zhan didn't want to do that either.

But he couldn't control himself.

After many years, when he saw Song Qiaoyin, who had become a beauty, the unwilling concern buried in the dark corner of his heart sprung up irrepressibly like mushrooms after a rain.

After all, she has accompanied him through childhood and most of his youth.

She disappeared into the first two years of his life, and he was very unaccustomed.

However, he never admitted that sometimes she would fall into his dreams when he dreamed back at midnight.

He finished a basketball game and was very thirsty. She stretched out her chubby little hand, handed him a bottle of cold drink, smiled at him, and reminded him to drink slowly, so as not to hurt his stomach.

Every time he unscrewed the bottle, she would disappear with a loud "bang". He woke up with a strange thirst. Every time he had this dream, he couldn't drink the bottle.

Later, although he fell in love many times, each time it ended in failure. He often doesn't feel comfortable comparing his girlfriend to her. Quarrels are inevitable.

Love is like this, if you quarrel too much, it will disperse. Love can't stand stabbing each other.

He only told his psychiatrist about the dream, and the doctor said that the girl in the dream was the crux of his repeated failed relationships.

So, he decided to come to her.

Although Yan Yan, who has changed her name and surname, does not admit that she is Song Qiaoyin, he still verifies the true identity she wants to hide through various means. When the secretary put all the information in front of him, he finally determined that the current Yan Yan was the bottle of drink that he couldn't drink in his dreams.

At the moment of confirmation, he was relieved and had a sense of happiness that he had regained.

He wants to make up for his past mistakes and the damage done to her.

He was going to protect her like a treasure.

Yes, when he knew that she was married, he had to admit that his heart would be sour. It seems that the cabbage raised by himself was arched by a pig of unknown origin.

This cabbage grows in his own garden.

This cabbage is obviously a delicacy on his own table.

Obviously, he woke up too late.

Annoyance, self-blame, and unwillingness reminded him every day. However, he couldn't put down the shelf and took the initiative to find her. I had to take a detour.

To be honest, on the one hand, he really wanted to step on the stinky Sanba who hurt her into the mud and vent for her. On the other hand, there is some gratitude to her.

If it weren't for her, how could he talk to his cabbage clearly and without losing his identity.

Of course, if she hadn't been suspended, she would have met him at work soon.

He always has a way to get what he wants.