It was always quiet in the high-end apartment building. Looking at the dark visitor mailbox, Zheng Yucheng sighed.
"Hey! What are you doing here?"
In Zheng Yucheng's opinion, running away every time he encounters a security guard is not a long-term solution. As he picked up his bag, a way to get the best of both worlds came to mind.
"Hello, uncle! I'm an employee of Ancheng Bank nearby. Oh! You see, what I'm posting is not an ordinary advertisement. I'm talking about projects with your high-end owners on behalf of our bank..."
"No, get out!" the security guard shouted loudly, like a roar. During the fight with the shameless maniac Zheng Yucheng, many onlookers gathered around him.
"Please, uncle. I am like this because I have difficulty making money. Please be accommodating for once."
"If a vendor is found to have been here, I will be fired! So, disappear quickly."
The security guard grabbed Zheng Yucheng's ribbon and walked out, leaving almost no room for explanation. Struggling under the absolutely overwhelming power, Zheng Yucheng's whole body trembled like chaff.
"You are...Senior Zheng Yucheng?!" As if to wake up the dreamer, Zheng Yucheng looked at the woman standing opposite and walking slowly towards him in a daze, with clear eyes, a high bridge of nose, and moist lips. The lips, the slender and delicate swan neck, and the hair as thick as seaweed all reflect her youthful beauty.
"Oh! Who are you, miss?" Zheng Yucheng's thick eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly. When he looked at the future from top to bottom again, a familiar face appeared in his mind, it was the goddess Song Zhuxuan who had been secretly in love with him for ten years. How did she get here? Zheng Yucheng was overly suspicious of his eyes. When he stared intently for the third time, Zheng Yucheng seemed to see the girl with the cherry blossoms in the background standing in the yellow spring light, smiling and waving to him.
"What kind of reaction is this? Have you forgotten me so quickly? I am your junior schoolmate Zhuxuan!"
Their eyes slowly overlapped, and there was a fleeting fragrance in Song Zhuxuan's eyes. Zheng Yucheng's eyes turned red and his face was intoxicated. He began to walk towards her in surprise and surprise, and Song Zhuxuan's cheeks slowly rose with two blushes like dawn. Perhaps in order to establish a good image in front of his crush, Zheng Yucheng took a step back pretending to be a gentleman.
"Um, um, you're Juhyun! I didn't expect that..."
Song Zhuxuan didn't speak. She stared at his face closely, as if she wanted to see through him immediately.
Zheng Yucheng quickly covered his mouth with both hands to stop his happy screams. Song Zhuxuan, on the other hand, tapped the back of his head lightly with his fingers, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, and slightly moved those two peach lips with ulterior motives. Looking at Song Zhuxuan, whose micro-movements expressed beauty, a hot feeling slowly surged up Zheng Yucheng's cheeks along with the surging blood.
From the moment they sat face to face in the Champs Elysee restaurant, Song Zhuxuan seemed to have never seen Zheng Yucheng's eyes, nose and mouth fixed, no matter when he told a joke, his face was as sweet as ice cream. Song Joo-hyun never gets tired of him smiling, or feeling shy when he secretly stares at him from time to time. There was silence for a long time, and the slightly yellow sunlight outside the window had quietly arrived.
"We have only met after so many years, so I should be the one to treat this meal." Zheng Yucheng knew in his heart that his request was too much and too unreasonable for the shaky family. But at this moment, both his brain and body were in a special state similar to the "wind blowing moment".
"Senior, it seems too unfamiliar to say that. By the way, pork chop is the signature of this store. I remember when I was in college, I often saw you, senior, on the carnivore side." Song Zhuxuan stopped at this point. The bright and elegant smile hanging on her lips disappeared in an instant.
"When I didn't have enough to eat from my big portion, I would sneak two pieces away from classmate Pei Kemian. The senior was so naughty back then!" The following words almost blurted out, causing Zheng Yucheng to stare at him in confusion. Xie's eyes looked at her.
"You actually remember this... something that was so embarrassing so long ago. Besides, I don't even know when you..." Zheng Yucheng hesitated.
"That's because senior is a very important person to me, so I keep an eye on your privacy. You don't mind, right?" Song Zhuxuan has always had the mood to tease Zheng Yucheng, and this mentality also It was completely projected on her face. But for Zheng Yucheng, she just doesn't have the shyness of a girl.
"Sorry for making you laugh."
Looking at Zheng Yucheng, whose eyes became more and more crystal clear under the flickering lights, Song Zhuxuan was stunned. But she was still not sure whether the senior would see through her thoughts, so she slightly curled her lips with ulterior motives.
"No, no, I just feel honored to be favored by you, Zhuxuan." Seeing the elegant Zhuxuan's expression gradually becoming complicated, Zheng Yucheng felt very tormented in his heart. This feeling is like looking at the goddess's photo to quench my thirst.
"I forgot which book I read it in. She said that growing old begins with missing the past. Maybe it's because I have lived abroad for too long, so I care more about these beautiful moments."
Zheng Yucheng smiled at her, and Song Zhuxuan shrank his neck again, pressing his lips tightly without saying a word. The eyes that revolved around Zheng Yucheng were as alert as a frightened little rabbit.
"Oh, this is for you." Song Zhuxuan put a whole piece of pork chop into the plate in front of Zheng Yucheng. Then the pure and bright smile that belonged to the girl gradually turned back into the charming charm of a woman.
"No, give it all to me, Zhuhyun, and you can eat it too."
"Senior, you should eat more meat. You look very thin and lack of energy. Is it because you are too tired from work?! You can't be like me and deliberately lose weight to maintain your figure."
When Zheng Yucheng was sighing with emotion over the plate full of pork chops in a sad tone, Song Zhuxuan stretched out a motherly and gentle hand and pressed it on Zheng Yucheng's arm. For a moment, tears almost came out of his eyes, just like The snow in my heart melts away quietly like a spring breeze.
"Senior, what's wrong with you?!" Song Zhuxuan looked blankly at Zheng Yucheng, who was devouring his food, laughing and crying. Soon she smiled and pondered for a moment, and when she stared at Zheng Yucheng again, her eyes were full of love and affection.
"It's okay, it's just that no one has taken such careful care of me for a long time." Facing Song Zhuxuan with a questioning look on his face, Zheng Yucheng took a lot of effort to squeeze his heart out through his teeth.
Song Zhuxuan looked at Zheng Yucheng with a helpless expression.
"How could it be?!" Sensing that the expression on Zheng Yucheng's face was obviously more frightened than before, Song Zhuxuan gradually opened a bright smile, and even squeezed Zheng Yucheng's arm while smiling.
"No, no, no, Zhuxuan, please don't misunderstand me. I was joking just now." Zheng Yucheng deliberately pretended not to care, and even raised his head high. However, such a poor performance could not escape Song Zhuxuan's sharp eyes that wanted to swallow him up at any time.
"By the way, are you coming back from abroad temporarily to visit relatives? Or are you not going back again!"
"I will never go back. My father has taken me with him and is ready to take over the company's affairs."
While Zheng Yucheng lowered his head while eating and asking questions, Song Zhuxuan once again raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest. His eyes seemed to be very satisfied with his acting skills just now.
"Is it a family business? That's great. It's much better than a hard-working migrant worker like me." The bright and charming girl passed away from Zheng Yucheng's face like a dancing butterfly again, and finally changed again. Return to that senseless photo. This time, no matter how long Song Zhuxuan called him, Zheng Yucheng just let himself stay in place like a dumbfounded chicken.
"It sounds good. But living in an impersonal home for a long time will make you feel very lonely. But compared with those years when I was wandering alone, I am much happier. When I am overseas, I often miss my relatives and friends. Especially when I'm lying on the bed tossing and turning, that kind of loneliness feels like my whole heart has been hollowed out, and then my body has been exiled to the sky and wandering in the river. Especially when I think of you, senior." Song Zhuxuan's eyes were hot as a galaxy.
"I remember that the first time we met was in the spring when rapeseed flowers were all over the mountains and plains. So every time I saw the rapeseed fields at my neighbor's house, I felt very uncomfortable." As the restaurant door was slowly opened by the waiter, there was a cool and fragrant breeze. Arriving in the breeze. Although there are still deep gaps and regrets in real life, in Zheng Yucheng's blank mind, Song Zhuxuan had already gently put her hands on his face.
"Spring?" Zheng Yucheng's murmur contained hope and a touch of melancholy.
"Have you forgotten, senior? We met in the spring and became close in the scorching summer!" A more familiar and delicate voice rang through my ears. Just as Zheng Yucheng lost consciousness, Song Zhuxuan quietly straightened up. , and then, the smell of her favorite perfume gradually began to fill the surroundings of Zheng Yucheng.
"Well, that's because living abroad makes you feel lonely. I've never been there, so I always think you'd like it more there. I remember you had a lot of good friends when you were in college? I thought you did the same abroad. ..." Zheng Yucheng said a lot of incomprehensible things without thinking, but he didn't seem to notice it.
"Senior, shouldn't this topic be over? What on earth do you want to say!"
"Really? Is it over already? Maybe I'm just too tired and always distracted."
From Zheng Yucheng's vague and flickering tone and eyes, he could actually capture the two completely opposite emotions of ice and fire at the same time. Song Zhuxuan was only stunned for a moment before fully understanding the message hidden in his eyes.
"Let's talk about you, senior. I heard from my friends that your wife is a stunning beauty! People often praise you for being a young and promising fighter!" Song Zhuxuan confirmed again in an aggressive manner, her tone of voice Calm as if it was true.
"What kind of peerless beauty? What about being young and promising? I haven't attended class reunions for several years, and even my friends have blocked them. How come there are still legends about me? I think they must be the same as those who were at Anseong University back then. It’s the same as always, I just want to make you happy.”
"Make me happy?" Looking at the depressed Zheng Yucheng, Song Zhuxuan shook his head as if he was anxious to get rid of the memories, with a faint bitter smile on his face.
"Every time I hear such a joke, I always tell myself not to take it to heart, but as a woman, I am really jealous of her." Song Zhuxuan's voice did not show the slightest regret, but was full of ease and joy.
"Brother Yucheng, you know that I have always liked you, right? In fact, I haven't had a chance to confess to you yet, so I just received a unilateral message of closure from a friend. If it weren't for your best friend Pei Ke Senior Mian has been passing messages in the middle. I think I should have come back to you a long time ago. Although I have complained about you in my heart for many years, I really can't hate you when I face you again." Song Zhuxuan looked at him with a helpless expression. Looking at Zheng Yucheng, across the steaming soup mist, Zheng Yucheng's heart was inexplicably struggling together.
"Hey! Brother Yucheng, call back quickly." Zheng Yucheng splashed cold water on his face twice in the bathroom, hesitated in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally turned around and returned to his office absentmindedly. Seeing him coming back, Zhou Mingyao quickly handed his cell phone, which showed more than a dozen missed calls, into his hand.
"Brother Yucheng, don't worry about answering the phone yet!" When Zheng Yucheng stared at the phone with despair and for a long time, Zhou Mingyao's face was reflected on the dark screen of the phone.
"Hey! Is your machine malfunctioning? Why did it take so long?" Fatigue, together with those choked words when facing Song Zhuxuan, poured into the cup of coffee in front of him, facing a group of customers. He forced a smile, and the coffee was much bitter than usual. Unknowingly, Song Zhuxuan's figure began to loom like a mirage in the dense crowd. Zheng Yucheng pondered for a long time, and suddenly noticed a pair of eyes behind him staring closely at him, so he turned around. I don’t know since when, Shin Zhenghuan’s first love Sun Meiyu was standing behind him and looking at him.
"I'm really sorry. Please come over in the order listed in the call machine. I'm really sorry."
Zhiyuan quickly followed the sound and saw a long queue in front of Zheng Yucheng's counter in the empty bank lobby. She couldn't help but open her mouth.
"I also want to know the conditions for applying for a loan..."
"It's almost four o'clock. I've taken care of everyone except the aunt in front of you." "Why are you so distracted? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to ask the president for a leave?" I heard the whine prompt. After hearing the sound, Zheng Yucheng suddenly calmed down. After clicking on the dialog box of his friend Zhou Mingyao, Zheng Yucheng was lost in a strange feeling again.
"Senior, during the 13 years I have been overseas, I have never stopped thinking about you. If we could go back in time together, I would tell you I love you before you turn red with shame. If only you could be with me back then. Everyone understands my thoughts, so will you choose me or her?"
Ten years ago, when Zheng Yucheng was preparing for his wedding, Pei Kemian asked similar questions. Although he categorically stated that it was impossible, what made him unbelievable was that after such a long time, there were still two women living in his two atriums.
"Hey! Are these the only two qualifications?! Let's do it!"
Zheng Yucheng was printing the document dully, and while he was reading the words even more dully, the anguish in his heart jumped on the paper.
"I don't know, I really don't know. If I had known that the person Zhuxuan liked was me..."
"But what's the use of thinking about this now! If we can't go back, we won't be able to go back to the past..."
Thinking of this, Zheng Yucheng randomly typed on the keyboard at hand. When he frequently looked up at the screen, Song Zhuxuan's face of mixed joy and sorrow flashed in his eyes. Almost at the same moment, a corner deep in his heart was beating crazily. It wasn't until the surroundings slowly returned to calm that Zheng Yucheng stared in realization. His eyes were red.
