When Shen Yigong woke up, his throat was dry. He raised his hand and muttered, "...... Water. ”

The other person on the side of the bed impatiently raised his hand and pushed him: "Pour yourself." ”

He only realized what had happened after he came out of the Xianli Ballroom last night. In the past few years, there have been a lot of entertainments, and it is indispensable to drink on the scene, and Shen Yigong has not been drunk, but it is the first time that he wants to develop all the way like this thing last night without his control. When he is drunk, his memory and language functions are not affected by alcohol, and at most his steps are vague and drowsy, so although he is "drunk", he still retains his memory for what he has done and said.

Now I want to come...... It's not a good thing.

Shen Yi turned his head sideways, glanced at the other person who was sleeping next to the bed, his upper body was naked, and his hands and feet were wide open to occupy most of the bed. It was slightly cold in the twilight autumn, and he wrapped most of the quilt away. Half of his face was buried in the pillow, his hair was messy and upturned after a night of suppression, his eyes were closed and he frowned impatiently, as if he was complaining that the other person had made a noise to him.

Shen Yigong put on his shirt and got up to pour water, and when he walked back to the bedside, he sniffed the collar and smelled the choking smell of tobacco and alcohol on it.

After sipping his saliva and moistening his throat, he sat on the edge of the bed again and looked at the man who was still sleeping: "Don't you have to go back?" ”

Still lying on the bed, the man turned over irritably, and pulled the quilt high to cover his head. Shen Yigong rubbed the corners of his forehead helplessly, and put another cup on his bedside: "Do you want me to help you call a car later?" ”

A pillow flew directly behind his head, and Huo Zuo's voice came out muffled from under the quilt: "You-can't you just shut up, even for a minute?" ”

Shen Yigong sighed. He pulled out the belt of his trousers from the mess of clothes and put it on, hung up his tie, and reached for the corner of the quilt, but one hand quickly reached out and grabbed him by the wrist and dragged the man by the wrist. Shen Yigong hurriedly put his knee on the mattress, and after turning over, his arm turned hard and pressed the person under him.

The quilt was tossed by them like this and kicked under the bed. Shen Yigong didn't move, pressed the person under him, and carefully avoided his arm. Huo Zuo had already opened his eyes at this time, glaring at him unhappily, and raised his leg to kick people away. This kick really landed on Shen Yi's bowed leg, but the man didn't move, just looked at him suspiciously: "Speaking of which, I actually wanted to ask yesterday......"

"How?"

Seeing that he didn't break free, Huo Zuo didn't give him a good look.

"Is it because you've been getting older lately, so you're not exhausted or what? Feel...... It seems to be a step back from the past few years. ”

"That's how you talk to your elders, Shen Yigong?"

Shen Yigong let go of his hand and fell into the remaining empty part of the bed, grabbed Huo Zuo's fist, and wrapped the person into his arms and firmly held him: "I and ordinary elders don't do those things last night. Or rather...... Which elder would do that with his apprentice? ”

"Oh, what about me." Huo Zuo saw that he had fallen again, his eyes sank, and he yawned and let go of the strength on his arm, "You reminded me right, I should also hurry up and accept another closed disciple to come in." ”

"You won't take in any more apprentices. How troublesome, isn't it trouble that you hate the most. As he spoke, he let go of his hand, and a meter of sunlight shone in through the gap in the curtains, like how peaceful and peaceful the atmosphere here is. Shen Yigong wiped the secretions from the corners of Huo Zuo's eyes and said in a low voice, "I heard some rumors that the consumption of cigarette paste in your house has been getting bigger and bigger in the past few years. ”

"Last night, Yiman told me that you have grown your skills, and you are also qualified to have cards to talk about business in Xianli." Huo Zuo straightened up from his arms and looked at him with contempt, "But you're not qualified enough to climb to my level and point fingers at me." ”

"You're smoking a lot."

Huo Zuo didn't look over his head and didn't answer.

Shen Yigong also sat up, and said with a serious expression: "You and I were drunk last night, and we only talked about Fengyue and didn't talk about him, but now that we are all awake, I still have to say what I should ask." Otherwise, I don't know when I will see you next time. ”

"Your name is getting louder and louder, 'King of Domestic Products', listen to it! Next time we're on an equal footing, you'll be able to come and talk to me. ”

After Huo Zuoyan finished speaking, he didn't sleep anymore, and he sat up and took his clothes to wear, who wanted Shen Yigong to hug the person directly from behind him, and put his forehead against his back and said: "Huo Zuo...... I don't want to say anything else. It's just a big smoke......"

Huo Zuo interrupted him: "Mr. Shen, our friendship is not to that point yet." ”

Seeing that the man refused to let go for a while, he had to hang his shoulders, take out a cigarette from the clothes scattered at his feet, light it, and sit on the edge of the bed with his bare feet, and his eyes fell on the floating sunlight.

Shen Yigong heard him say this, and he couldn't do anything about him. Where the friendship between the two people has come - in fact, it is a little difficult to say. Friend? Not like; Master and apprentice? It was cut in two early; Lover? How can anyone turn their faces into such lovers at any time.

He had no choice but to let go of his hand and lean against the head of the bed, thinking that it was still a little unpleasant before, but after a long time, it seemed to be numb, and he had nothing to say. Shen Yigong asked Huo Zuo for a cigarette and said, "Then there is always a friendship for a cigarette, right?" ”

Huo Zuo handed him one and said, "Well, there is a friendship with a cigarette." ”

At the end, he was given a lighter. The two of them sat in a corner of the bed, smoking a smoky cigarette to themselves, and neither of them spoke first. After a while, Huo Zuo asked first.

"Who got up first and headed to the hotel last night?"

"Not me, anyway." Shen Yigong replied.

"You've been in the ballroom, not you?"

"I got up, you said change places. Then you can refuse me. ”

"I said you would leave, you have a little bit of interest?"

"I'll come with you, but what about you?"

The two of them each rolled their eyes.

Shen Yigong said: "...... Forget it, I admit it. ”

Huo Zuo was also not angry: "I'm happy to listen to you?" ”

"Don't say it, I was quite happy to hear you shouting last night."

As soon as the words fell, Huo Zuo turned his head and flicked the cigarette ash at him, still carrying Martianzi. Shen Yigong hurriedly avoided and shouted, "What are you doing here?" Children are not so angry. This dress is worth a little money in New York! ”

Huo Zuo bit his cigarette and laughed at him: "Aren't you the 'king of domestic products'?" Why do you still wear New York goods, and if you want to wear them, you should first set an example to wear domestic goods, right? ”

"What about teasing me? I also want to wear a suit made of domestic products, but I can go to business, and I can't wear New York goods to be more convincing? ”

"Phew, pretend."

Shen Yigong smoked a cigarette and said to him, no matter how much the man scolded, he was not angry, but when he finished speaking, he finally squeezed Huo Zuo's hand on the edge of the bed and said, "The matter of big smoke...... I still want to persuade you. ”

Huo Zuo originally had a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, but his face sank when he heard his words, and he withdrew his hand from under the other party's palm.

Shen Yigong continued: "I asked Sister Yiman, and she said it was because of coughing. If you cough, we can find a prescription for treatment, you don't have to ......"

"If you want to go, hurry up, your market is so idle that the boss has disappeared all night and no one has been looking for you?"

“…… Okay. Shen Yigong pressed the cigarette into the ashtray and tied his tie as well," when I didn't say it. ”

Before leaving, Huo Zuo was still sitting there and did not move. Shen Yigong stopped and turned his head: "You could obviously help Xu Ruonong back then, but now you are just helping yourself." ”

"Don't be sentimental, why do you think I'm unhappy like this?"

Huo Zuo's words made Shen Yigong completely speechless. He stood by the door with his blazer and suddenly smiled.

"Yes, I'm being sentimental." Shen Yigong opened the door, "I wish you good health and a long life." ”

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and I don't have anything good to say when I see it. When Shen Yigong walked out of the hotel, he still couldn't figure out what was going on with his subtle out-of-control emotions just now. I have been in charge for many years, and I have seen the hypocrisy and deception of you coming and going in the mall, and I have long been accustomed to hiding my true emotions in the bottom of my heart. Anger and dissatisfaction are not what adults should always put on their faces, but as long as they bump into Huo Zuo, Shen Yigong always feels that he will inexplicably degenerate back to when he was a teenager.

To be honest, it didn't make him feel too good.

These days are too busy to know Mr. Huo for a long time, and the last time I saw his name was when the Politburo of the Central Committee publicly announced his appointment letter in the newspaper. Over the years, high-ranking officials and political dignitaries, warlord bosses have come and gone, coming and going on the gorgeous political stage of Shanghai Tang, only Huo Zuo, Ma Weisan and You Yiman are standing on this isolated island. The only people know about these three underground emperors, the uncrowned kings who deserve to be deserved.

Shen Yigong has always admired Huo Zuo for this, needless to say about him, how many people in Shanghai don't admire? In the past two years, Huo Zuo has also invested in a lot of industrial factories, some of which he usually contacts to purchase, Shen Yigong knows from the bottom of his heart that if Huo Zuo did not secretly help him in private, his domestic market would not have gone so smoothly.

But to say thank you? He still couldn't speak.

What kind of relationship is it, and what should be done?

Hard.

It's just a chance meeting, and there is a little opportunity to be unscrupulous, but the two of them still can't control themselves after all. At that time, even if there were no guarantees, words didn't matter, as if they could touch the other person. What exactly is this emotion? Shen Yigong is no longer the hairy boy of six or seven years ago, he has loved what he should love, and he has been stupid when he should be stupid. Now that he has his own foundation and the heart of struggle, he is still in love.

He is twenty-five, but he still can't tell the difference.

Shen Yigong left alone, and Huo Zuo was still sitting at the head of the bed smoking. The young can't tell the difference, but the older ones must figure it out? The man frowned and snuffed out his cigarette impatiently, muttering to himself, "I don't have a long memory!" It's really not a long memory! ”

Not to mention that some things in twenty-five can't be controlled, and the same is true for thirty-seven.

People are indispensable to the obstacles.