Outside the door is a lively neighborhood, still in the rush hour after get off work, with people coming and going.
But among the Western faces on the streets, Fu Jingchuan did not see any familiar faces.
Fu Jingchuan's eyebrows were raised in doubt, and he let his eyes search the crowd as he walked, but found nothing.
The search slowly stopped, and Fu Jingchuan stood there without moving, just silently watching the people coming and going on the street, with confusion on his handsome face still hidden at the sudden glance.
Fu Jingchuan wasn't sure if he had seen it wrong, that figure from behind...
He turned slightly and looked at the crowd on the other side, but still saw nothing.
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In the quiet alley, Shiyang was walking alone in the alley, still holding the phone unconsciously in his hand. His palm was slightly wet, his heartbeat was slightly accelerated, and he felt a little inexplicable hesitation and confusion.
She didn't expect to see Fu Jingchuan again, so without warning.
She never thought she would see him again, and even if she accidentally met him like she just did, she should have said hello to him openly instead of running away like she did now.
Shi Yang didn't know why he wanted to avoid it.
The body seems to make a choice before the mind.
She didn't even have the courage to walk back to the office building now. She still couldn't adjust psychologically, so when Susanna called her again and asked how long it would take for her to arrive, she felt guilty and apologized to Susanna and Tang Shaoyu, saying that it was temporary. I encountered something and was delayed, so I had to make an appointment to talk to Tang Shaoyu at another time.
Tang Shaoyu was a generous and attentive boss. After making sure that she only encountered a minor situation and not any danger, he told her to have a good rest and that the work was not urgent, and then hung up the phone.
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Tang Shaoyu went downstairs and saw Fu Jingchuan standing on the side of the road, his black eyes unconsciously scanning the pedestrians passing by. His usually calm handsome face looked a little sleepy, as if he was looking for someone.
Confused, he stepped forward and patted Fu Jingchuan on the shoulder: "What's wrong? Are you looking for someone?"
Fu Jingchuan turned around, his face returned to his familiar calmness: "No."
The person glanced behind him and looked at him: "Are you done?"
Tang Shaoyu shook his head: "I'll make another appointment."
Half-truthfully, he patted Fu Jingchuan on the shoulder and said, "You flew all the way here to find me. I can't let you wait in vain, right?"
Fu Jingchuan pulled his paw off directly: "You don't need to put yourself on the line, just along the way."
The man had already taken out his car keys and walked to the parking lot next door.
Tang Shaoyu followed up with a smile: "If you let me live in a fantasy sometimes, I won't die, so don't be in a hurry to expose me."
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The two went to a Chinese restaurant with Xicheng characteristics that Tang Shaoyu said.
The restaurant is in a shopping mall, not far from the company, just over a thousand meters, and it's just a short drive away.
The store is decorated in a typical Chinese retro style, with lattice screens, small bridges and flowing water. It has distinctive Chinese classical features. Even the waiters are wearing Hanfu.
"The owner of this shop is in the style of Han culture. It also provides rentals of Hanfu, wigs and hair accessories, as well as photo services. Many people like to come here to check in." Tang Shaoyu explained, "Although their services are flashy, they are really attentive. As a caterer, this restaurant’s food is the most authentic Xicheng food I’ve ever tasted.”
Fu Jingchuan glanced at the hall and saw that business was indeed good.
However, because the layout is relatively open, it is not as noisy as the restaurant outside. Instead, it seems quiet and quiet, and the dining experience is indeed good.
Tang Shaoyu was already a regular customer here. After saying hello to the bar, he took Fu Jingchuan to find a seat near the door and sat down. He handed the menu to Fu Jingchuan: "Let's see what we want to eat."
Fu Jingchuan pushed the menu back: "Just order."
Tang Shaoyu made an "OK" gesture and was not polite to Fu Jingchuan. He stretched out his hand to call the waiter.
Fu Jingchuan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for himself and Tang Shaoyu each. He pushed the cup with his fingertips and pushed the tea in front of Tang Shaoyu. He also picked up the tea and took a sip.
When the tea with the strong aroma of tea slipped into his throat, Fu Jingchuan thought of the back figure he had glimpsed under the office building just now, and he paused slightly.
Tang Shaoyu had just finished ordering the meal and had just put down the menu. When he looked up, he saw Fu Jingchuan's pause and loss of concentration. He crossed his hand across the table and pushed his elbow: "What's wrong? There's been something wrong with you since just now."
But as he expected, his curiosity only received a faint glance from Fu Jingchuan and two calm words: "It's okay."
After speaking, he took a slow sip of tea, then put down the tea cup gracefully and slowly, letting his dark eyes calmly look at the restaurant hall, and it seemed that nothing happened.
Tang Shaoyu shook his head helplessly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Fu Jingchuan ignored him and just looked at everything in the restaurant calmly.
At this moment, a small figure opened the door curtain behind Fu Jingchuan and staggered in, carrying a bag in her hand. She didn't know whether she was walking too fast or the threshold was too high. She just climbed over the threshold with difficulty. The man staggered before taking two steps when he fell to the ground with a "pop", and the bag he was carrying accidentally dropped onto Fu Jingchuan's feet.
Fu Jingchuan instinctively lowered his head and was slightly startled when he saw the little girl lying on the ground, looking at him helplessly with her big round eyes.
Tang Shaoyu also glanced at Fu Jingchuan subconsciously, and then at the little girl who fell to the ground.
The little girl looks to be over one year old. She has a typical oriental face. She is wearing a pink and white summer Hanfu skirt. She has two buns on her head and flat bangs that reach her eyebrows. There are small straps tied on the buns. Her facial features It was small and delicate, and looked cute and pretty in pink. It was so rare and beautiful that he couldn't help but be startled when he looked at it.
