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On a snowy day, the sky is also a little white.Fu Chaoji sent the escaped Chen Sha to a taxi and left. On the way, he answered the phone call from Qin Chu, who had been put down by him, and was scolded.After Fu Chaoji hung up the phone, he bought hot milk at the 24-hour convenience store downstairs, wrapped in the wind and snow, and pressed the button on the top floor.

When pushing the door to the roof, he didn't hesitate, thinking that no one would notice him at this time of day and weather.He tucked his chin into his collar, covered his entire face with the hood, and hid everything he could hide, but when he opened the door, there was no such murderous coldness as he imagined, but it warmed him up quickly. .

The roof is protected by semi-curved glass, which keeps out wind, frost, rain and snow, and this is the only place left between heaven and earth, where there is no wind or snow.

Outside the semi-circular sky, there is no sound of flying snow, and the crowds of pedestrians and traffic are shrouded outside, but they are full of the atmosphere of the year, and the hustle and bustle is faint.

Fu Chaoji withdrew his gaze, put on the guardrail and raised his head. The moonlight was half hidden behind the thick clouds, and the light was dyed colorful by the neon lights on the rooftop. Through the glass cover, he looked at his blurred reflection on the top of the sky, and frowned slightly. Mouth.

A building built by Zhuo Mu.

Such a unique building.

In the past five years, he thought that he was not ignorant, otherwise he would not have been able to be one of the few people who were admitted to the inter-professional research institute, but compared with Zhuo Mu's achievements, he is just a good student in the ivory tower.

Fu Chaoji closed his eyes, cutting off the reflection of the glass dome.However, in the silence of the rooftop, the ears caught a soft sound.

He turned around suddenly, and saw the silhouette of a tall building sitting on the ground in the corner of the roof.

This silhouette made Fu Chaoji rave, "Zhuo Mu?"

The man was only wearing a white shirt, and his coat was placed not far from him. He turned his body and looked out. From Fu Chaoji's angle, he could only see the arc outlined by a single stroke of his side face.He rested his index finger on the mouth of the can, his thumb against the body of the can, and his ring finger on the bottom of the can, drinking with his head up.

Fu Chaoji's heart was awe-inspiring, he took half a step back, and slammed half of his body against the half-open door.

The person who was sitting on the steps leaning against the transparent glass looked over from a distance, his eyes met Fu Chaoji's, and they didn't look away for a long time.Fu Chaoji's hand clenched the doorknob, taking half a step back.

He is full of bitterness and has no way to advance or retreat.

"Why are you here?" Fu Chaoji asked in a low voice.

After asking this question I feel a bit silly.Zhuo Mu participated in the design of this building, so there are reasons for coming and going.On the contrary, he, a completely irrelevant person, ran to the rooftop in the middle of the night, and couldn't find any reason other than bad intentions.

"I mean I didn't expect to meet you."

"I've made an appointment with Bai Cheng."

The two said something at the same time, Fu Chaoji was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhuo Mu to respond to his words.

Let's go, let's go, these three words kept making noise in Fu Chaoji's mind.

When he realized that his body had already closed the door, Fu Chaoji walked over and sat down beside Zhuo Mu as if appointed.

He sat three or four palms away from Zhuo Mu.After Fu Chaoji glanced at it, he suddenly wanted to laugh.When I was in elementary school, Zhuo Mu would sit under the porch lamp of his house with a book in his hands to steal the light when the courtyard was cool at night in summer.Fu Chaoji made up his mind to compete with Zhuo Mu, holding the thickest nature book and sitting there with him.At that time, there were three or four slaps between the two of them, as if they had opened up a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Zhuo Mu glanced at him, and put another sip of wine into his mouth, there were still four or five empty soda cans under his feet.Another hole was cut in Fu Chaoji's heart. Seven years of complacency and five years of karmic gains and losses were mixed together. He was like a monk who had broken his precepts, the one who had just stepped into the world of mortals. stop.

He can break the habit of not drinking for seven years for this figure who has been thinking about his heart, but this person is not a rooftop on the [-]th floor that does not need his protection, and he is not a half-curved glass that can block the wind and rain.

"Why do you care about how much I drink if you sneak here and drink on the table?" Fu Chaoji was about to laugh at his self-indulgence, and after being so mean, he knew he had slipped his tongue and sneered and threw out a sentence, "Old classmate, Don't just allow state officials to set fires, but not allow people to light lamps."

Fu Chaoji's sarcasm was like a dagger, it didn't wait for Tuqiong to show it clearly, and then covered it up because Chao Yue was not very clever.

Zhuo Mu generously handed over the can in his hand, and pressed the mouth of the bottle to Fu Chaoji's lips with what he had drunk.The distance of three or four slaps disappeared in the blink of an eye, but five mountains were pressing on him, and his lips were a little dry and touched the cold mouth of the can.The fireworks outside the glass dome light up the slightly whitish sky, blooming in the sky and then shaking off the shattered light.In the flames, Fu Chaoji saw the corners of Zhuo Mu's mouth curved, and the broken light fell straight into his eyes, shining brightly.Fu Chaoji's breath stopped and he took a sip of the wine, pinching the can and didn't know how to continue drinking.

Zhuo Mu's hands were clasped on his knees, his back was straight, Fu Chaoji rubbed the body of the can with his fingers, thinking that he had lost weight.

"I heard from Chen Sha that you are working in Shenyuan." Fu Chaoji said indifferently.He struggled to pick out the most peaceful one from a bunch of topics.

"Well, it's a long way to go after graduation."

"Why do you want to do architecture?" Probably because of the first sentence, the second sentence seemed much easier. He stumbled and turned the topic to his own selfishness. He wanted to ask him why he didn't choose mathematics, and he still wanted to know why of leaving without saying goodbye.

"We just caught up with Changzhou City Construction, and it will be easier to do construction with the help of City Construction."

Because it will be easier, do it, even if you don't study math.

Up to now, the changes visible to the naked eye have left Fu Chaoji speechless.

He used to think that Zhuo Mu was different.Zhuo Mu was different from Fu Chaoji when he was in the compound, Zhuo Mu always knew what he wanted, but he still couldn't figure out what he wanted after more than 20 years.Zhuo Mu is his lighthouse, he lacks sense of direction and often gets lost, and Zhuo Mu has been there since the day they met, day and night.

In a daze, he suddenly realized five years later that if he lost his way this time, he would not be able to get back.

He pursed his lips, and looked out at the night view of Changzhou through the glass window, but in just ten short years, the world has been turned upside down, and he relaxed and praised, "The rooftop is very beautiful."

Zhuo Mu turned his head to look at him, Fu Chaoji raised his hand and took off his hood, took out hot milk from his pocket and handed it to Zhuo Mu.Zhuo Mu reached out to take it, he looked at the banana-flavored hot milk, the corner of his mouth curled up.

This is a little secret that no one will break through, and the two of them are silent.At the time when Fu Chaoji refused to grow taller, Fu's mother forced him to drink milk in a different way, so that he wanted to run away when he smelled the milk.Fu Chaoji carried two boxes every day, and forced one to Zhuo Mu, brazenly saying that he had made an appointment to share joys and sorrows.Pure milk became fruity when he drank it until he vomited. Only the banana-flavored milk remained on the job for more than a year. As a result, until now, he still habitually buys banana-flavored hot milk at convenience stores.

Fu Chaoji suddenly touched his nose uncomfortably, and explained more and more blackly, "After trying so many flavors, I still think this taste is better."

Zhuo Mu unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, the familiar aroma of milk rushing into Fu Chaoji's nostrils, Zhuo Mu hummed softly as an answer.

At this moment, someone opened the door and came in, Fu Chaoji saw clearly the person standing at the door.Bai Cheng was wearing a long black overcoat with a pair of short black boots on his feet, his peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of white mist due to the cold.Bai Cheng has a icy and cold personality, but he has a pair of attractive peach blossom eyes that don't fit his personality. His eyes are slightly narrowed because of the harsh light, but his eyes are like a flexible tongue snake that wraps around and strangles people. .

The elite temperament in him made Fu Chaoji understand how far he was from Zhuo Mu before.

Seeing Fu Chaoji stunned for a moment, Bai Cheng quickly regained his composure and began to size him up as well.When they met after many years, the childishness on Fu Chaoji's face was gone, and the sharpness on his body was restrained.

Bai Cheng raised his eyebrows, took a meaningful look at Zhuo Mu, and said to Fu Chaoji, "Fu Chaoji? Long time no see."

Zhuo Mu looked up at Bai Cheng, but didn't speak.

"Long time no see, Senior Bai." Fu Chaoji looked at Zhuo Mu beside him, and couldn't help but speculate about the relationship between Zhuo Mu and Bai Cheng in his heart. During his five years of absence, Bai Cheng was always there.Fu Chaoji envied Bai Cheng's long-term companion, envied that Bai Cheng was chosen by Zhuo Mu.

"Bai Cheng, wait for me." Zhuo Mu stood up and took the materials from under his coat.

"No rush." ​​Bai Cheng replied, and asked again, "How are you going to get there later? It's snowing heavily outside, so I drove here."

Fu Chaoji got up and was about to decline politely, Zhuo Mu handed the information to Bai Cheng first and said, "Go back. I'll just send him back."

Bai Cheng nodded, tilted his head and nodded towards Fu Chaoji, and left without saying a word.

I'll just go back by myself.

This sentence rolled up and down in his throat but he couldn't say it.Fu Chaoji wished that the year would be over soon, but he wanted to escape but was thwarted by his disappointment.

The two walked to the parking lot, Zhuo Mu opened the car door and got into the co-pilot.

Fu Chaoji was taken aback, and knocked on the car window, which came down to reveal Zhuo Mu's face, "What do you mean?"

"You drive, I'm drinking." Zhuo Mu threw out a sentence as a matter of course, and the car window quickly went up, and Fu Chaoji saw his own face reflected in the car window, with obvious connivance on the loose brows.

Fu Chaoji clearly sensed Zhuo Mu's change, and seemed to start talking more.Fu Chaoji thought of the cans all over the roof, and thought helplessly that the person sitting inside was a drunkard.An alcoholic who tastes pretty good.