Eight o'clock in the evening.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city is brightly lit up in the dark sky, faintly connected with mottled brilliance.

Meng Yuan played a game on Jiang Xu's side for a day, and the moment he looked up, he was almost not frightened by Jiang Xu.

What a big man, big night, with an apron, wandering around, his eyes are still faint.

There is no sound when walking.

Depend on.

Meng Yuan put away his phone, he didn't have much interest in staying, and while wearing a black leather jacket, he said, "Are you sick?" I didn't eat at night, but now it's okay, I'm going to cook my own food, right? ”

But who the a big man eats and drinks chicken soup at night?

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but say, "You have a very strange taste lately, when did you love this supplement?" Also red dates? It's weird and scary, you honestly, are you here for your aunt? ”

Jiang Xu glanced at him coldly, "Get out." ”

Meng Yuan decided to roll away, "I'll take a plane right away." ”

Jiang Xu didn't have any expression, only glanced at his watch lightly.

Eight o'clock sharp.

Glancing at the phone again.

Eight o'clock sharp.

There is not a single piece of information.

He was about to float back to the kitchen like a ghost, Meng Yuan touched the cigarette, and said without a beginning or an end, "Tang Qian said that he wanted to return your coat, what did you say?" ”

Jiang Xu said expressionlessly, "I don't wear the coat worn by women, you let her throw it away." ”

Meng Yuan's expression stiffened slightly, and his tone softened a little, "No matter what, she has become what she is today, and both of us are responsible." ”

After a pause, he said again, "Tang Qian's mood seems to be much more stable this time, but she still doesn't have the idea of accompanying Mengmeng, and she doesn't have the intention of finding the child's father." ”

Jiang Xu's movement with the spoon froze, "Mengmeng can be raised for a lifetime, but it would be better if there was a mother to accompany us." ”

There was a moment of stillness in the atmosphere.

Meng Yuan asked him again, "Do you really have no feelings for Tang Qian?" ”

Jiang Xu almost didn't hesitate, "No." ”

"And, I'm married." He added.

Meng Yuan sniffed the smell of chicken soup and said bitterly, "The truth is so clearly placed here, why doesn't she understand it?" ”

There was a long silence.

Meng Yuan also knew that Jiang Xuzhen only regarded Tang Qian as his sister, so he simply changed the topic, "Forget it, I will continue to protect her." ”

Jiang Xu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he snorted.

Meng Yuan kicked his hands in his pockets, and was about to go to Tang Qian, when he remembered something, he called him, "I heard that the eldest brother is back, your chicken soup is for him?" ”

Jiang Xu's eyebrows jumped, "No." ”

Meng Yuan felt that Jiang Xu and Jiang Yuan were just half-brothers, and Jiang Xu's mother's death caused a lot of trouble.

The relationship between these two brothers is not very good.

Jiang Xu hadn't made chicken soup for him, how could he make it for Jiang Yuan?

Thinking about it like this, Meng Yuan knew, "Oh, what did you do for that wife?" ”

Jiang Xu didn't deny it, and began to drive people away, "You can go back." ”

Meng Yuan didn't plan to really sit down and drink chicken soup with him calmly, it was disgusting, he didn't say much, and slipped away directly.

The floor was quiet again.

He slowly returned to the kitchen, staring at the thick white chicken soup billowing white smoke, and took out his phone.

The message beep sounded just in time.

The heart was pounding.

He moved his fingers slightly, slicing away.

[Wen]: I'm sorry, I'm stuck in a traffic jam here, it's already past eight o'clock, let's make an appointment again, right?

Jiang Xu exited the chat box in silence.

At the same time, Jiang Yuan's avatar flashed in the circle of friends.

Jiang Xu clicked on it.

He had just updated a story a minute ago.

He posted a photo of a traffic jam, and the text was: The first time I think the traffic jam is not bad.

The small corner that is unbiased in the photo is a pink dessert box.

A girl's hand was faintly photographed at the bottom, and there was a small cinnabar mole on the delicate pink wrist joint.

Jiang Xu stared at the cinnabar mole quietly, and his heart suddenly stopped beating.

Then he fell heavily from the highest point into the abyss.

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I waited for a long time, but the traffic didn't move.

Wen Qingyun had no choice but to send a message to Jiang Xu apologetically to make an appointment for another time.

It's past eight o'clock.

He's probably gone about his business.

There has been no reply to her.

"Waiting for a message from your boyfriend?" Jiang Yuan suddenly spoke.

Wen Qingyun said, "No, I explained to Jiang Xu that I couldn't send him wine tonight, and he said that he was not available after eight o'clock." ”

"Great." Jiang Yuan listened to what she said, and said this.

Wen Qingyun's eyelashes trembled, "? ”

The roadside lights spilled into the car, illuminating her watery almond eyes even more clearly and movingly, her eyelashes were born long and curly, her skin was so white that it glowed, and her hair was long and black, and at first glance, she looked as delicate and lovely as a doll.

has faded away from the hazy young girlish atmosphere of her student days, and she has become a little charming little woman, pure and lustful.

Jiang Yuan laughed.

The straight shirt wrapped around the strong and pumped muscles, and the chest rose and fell slightly.

There is a little more fireworks in the world.

Wen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and heard him speak gently, "Can I invite you to coffee?" ”

Outside the window, it suddenly rained, and the sound of the rain was like a soft piano music, and she bumped into his warm and cold eyebrows.

Reunited again, she clearly did not have the deer of her girlhood.

But inevitably, it was impossible to refuse him.

Or maybe because of him, the type she likes has always been calm and gentle.

The rain is still falling.

The cold raindrops slid through the glass window, and she spoke, her voice a little imperceptibly nervous, "Okay, I happen to have something to tell you about too." ”

On this rainy night, they tacitly concealed the events of the year.

She didn't say it, she was pounding his heart at the time.

He didn't say anything, he didn't say goodbye at the time.

Now they get along as adults.

A phone call suddenly broke the ambiguity that was getting thicker and thicker.

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone." ”

Wen Qingyun nodded.

Looking out the window at the neon lights, she heard his voice floating coldly in the air.

He's talking about some things at work.

After listening for a while, she noticed that his voice seemed to be a little tired, and she couldn't help but look sideways at him, only to realize that there was a faint black and cyan under his eyes.

It seemed to be aware of her gaze.

Jiang Yuan suddenly hung up the phone, and a faint smile flashed between his eyes, "Sorry, it's boring to wait, right?" ”

Wen Qingyun hurriedly said, "No." ”

After a pause, she asked, "Haven't you had a good rest in a long time?" ”

A very shallow surprise flashed between Jiang Yuan's eyebrows, he rubbed his eyebrows, and hummed.

Wen Qingyun asked him again, "Why don't we make an appointment another day?" You take a good rest first, coffee is not important. ”

"Important." In the dark of night, he said.