love too early

My consciousness was hazy, I didn't think much about why Fu Zhiheng's tone was so strange, I glanced at the time and turned off the phone.

Suddenly remembered something, I said: "There is porridge in the kitchen..."

"Understood." Fu Zhiheng stroked my hair, "Go to sleep."

This sleep was extraordinarily heavy. When I woke up in the morning, I found that the bed beside me was still warm. I sat up and reacted for a few seconds before I remembered that Fu Zhiheng seemed to be back last night.

Woke up and went to the living room and saw him standing in the kitchen in his pajamas making coffee.

"Are you up?" Hearing the voice, Fu Zhiheng turned his head with a smile on his face.

"Well," I was still not sober, I yawned and said, "Why are you so early."

"I still have to go to the company in the morning." He sighed helplessly, "I may be very busy during this time."

"Oh."

I lazily walked over with my slippers on, Fu Zhiheng naturally took my shoulders and asked, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Whatever, I'm not too hungry," I said, "Didn't you skip breakfast?"

Fu Zhiheng likes to sleep in late, and he usually doesn't have the habit of eating breakfast. Even if he is forced to get up early, he usually gets by with a cup of coffee.

"Isn't it because of you." He started running the train with his mouth full again, "I don't care if I eat or not, I can't wrong you."

He was inexplicably so attentive, and my intuition was activated again, but after thinking about it, I felt that he should not have time to cause any trouble recently.

"Okay, go wash up," Fu Zhiheng pushed me into the bathroom, "I'll take you to the company after breakfast."

Just now he said that today is very busy, and now he is free to take me to the company... I shook my head, not quite understanding him.

The sky outside was gloomy, the road started to rain lightly, and the temperature also dropped.

Fu Zhiheng was driving, and I was sitting in the co-pilot watching the news on my mobile phone. As I was watching, a rabbit message popped up on the screen:

"When it's raining, remember to bring an umbrella."

"I forgot to bring my umbrella today. I was caught in the rain on the way to school. It was so cold."

Then there is an emoji of a rabbit trembling.

I clicked on the dialog box and replied: "Be careful of catching a cold."

The rabbit replied quickly: "Don't worry, I seldom get sick."

After an autumn rain and a cold day, Fu Zhiheng parked the car downstairs in the company and opened the door. Although he was prepared, the cold and humid air made me shiver unconsciously.

"Wait baby." Fu Zhiheng also got out of the car, took out a checked cashmere scarf from the back seat, tied it around my neck, and said, "Be careful of catching a cold."

The scarf was soft and warm, with the faint fragrance of the cologne that Fu Zhiheng often used on it, I looked down and said, "Thank you."

Fu Zhiheng snorted: "Thank you for telling me something, let's go."

"Well, then I'm leaving."

I walked straight into the company gate with an umbrella in hand, not noticing the figure standing behind the glass wall.

"Mr. Shi." A gentle voice came from my ear, I stopped my hand to close the umbrella, turned my head and saw Shen Nanyu standing not far away.

He was wearing a gray knitted sweater today, and he looked much softer. I was stunned for a second, and suddenly remembered that Fu Zhiheng was outside just now. I don't know if Shen Nanyu saw it.Looking back, the plants outside the company are lush and green, no wonder I didn't see him just now.

"Why..." I said uncertainly.

"Did you forget?" Shen Nanyu smiled slightly, "Yesterday I said I would send the invitation letter today."

His tone was calm, and his expression was normal, he didn't look like he had seen Fu Zhiheng before. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and I didn't know what I was nervous about.

"I... Didn't I come at the wrong time?" Shen Nanyu seemed ashamed to notice that I was in a daze, "I forgot to say hello in advance, I'm sorry."

"Ah, no." I came back to my senses and asked, "Would you like to go in and sit down?"

Shen Nanyu's eyes were very clean, meeting his gaze, I felt more and more that I was thinking too much.

He looked at me with a faint smile, "Well, good."

Compared with the office, my office is more like a living room plus a study room. Shen Nanyu came in and sat on the sofa, took out an invitation letter from his schoolbag, and said, "This is for you."

As soon as the words were finished, the assistant knocked on the door and came in, holding two documents for me to sign. After speaking, he saw Shen Nanyu on the sofa, and he was obviously stunned for a moment, hesitant to speak.

"Anything else?" I signed the document and handed it to him.

The assistant looked away, hesitated for a moment and said, "No, there is a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon, and I will remind you in advance."

"okay."

After the assistant left, I took the invitation letter and opened it. On it was Shen Nanyu's clear pen writing.

"The words are beautiful." I said.

"Thank you." Shen Nanyu was still very reserved.

Looking at his handwriting, I asked casually: "Can you draw?"——Generally speaking, calligraphy and painting have the same origin, and people with good-looking calligraphy can draw well.

"No." Shen Nanyu smiled embarrassedly, "I have never learned to draw."

"Sorry, I have an occupational disease." I also smiled, "What would you like to drink?"

"All good," he said.

I went to the bar to pour two glasses of juice, and turned around to see Shen Nanyu looking intently at the paintings hanging on the wall.

——That was drawn by Fu Zhiheng when he was in high school.

"Do you like this painting?" I asked.

Shen Nanyu withdrew his gaze, and answered irrelevantly, "It's very beautiful."

I was keenly aware that he didn't seem to finish his words. Sure enough, he thought for a while and then continued: "But I always feel that the painter seems very young."

I became interested, raised my eyebrows lightly: "Oh?"

"Although the painting is a quiet night scene, I don't know why. When I look at it, I can't calm down. It seems that there is something restless hidden in it, so I guess the artist is not very old or has a calm personality." Shen Nanyu Thinking about it, he said, "But this is just my intuition, please don't mind if I guess wrong."

After listening carefully, I nodded and said, "The painter is indeed very young, you guessed it right."

Shen Nanyu rarely showed a slightly sly smile, as if he suddenly had the youthfulness that he should have at his age, "Then let me guess again, are you familiar with the painter?"

"Why do you say that?" I asked calmly.

"Because there is no signature on the painting." Shen Nanyu looked at me and said, "You own many galleries, but you hang a painting of a young man without a signature in your office."

"Then... why don't you guess that I am the artist himself?" I continued to ask.

Shen Nanyu leaned on the sofa, looked at me carefully for a long time, shook his head and said, "It's not like that."

I didn't speak, and asked silently with my eyes.

"Can't tell. Maybe it's because you don't have that floating thing on you," he said.

These words seemed to be talking about me, and seemed to belittle Fu Zhiheng accidentally.I wasn't going to tell Shen Nanyu who the painter was, so I changed the subject and said, "It was indeed drawn by a friend of mine. How about you, do you have a rehearsal today?"

"Well, I have to rehearse in the afternoon, so I'm here to disturb you so early." Shen Nanyu said.

I looked down at the invitation letter again, thought for a while and asked, "During the school celebration... can I bring my friends?"

Almost reflexively, Shen Nanyu frowned and asked, "Do you want to bring friends?"

I saw that he seemed reluctant, so I didn't finish my sentence, "I don't have such a plan for the time being. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to find a way by then."

"Don't worry." Shen Nanyu's expression relaxed, "With me around, you won't be able to find your way."

He loves to ignore Fu Zhiheng, but he is easy-going towards me. I suddenly felt an inexplicable guilt and concealed the relationship with Fu Zhiheng for myself.

But this little bit of guilt quickly dissipated, and there were so many people coming and going around Fu Zhiheng, I couldn't care less.

Shen Nanyu was about to say goodbye after delivering the invitation letter. I was embarrassed to ask him to make a special trip. I just remembered the tickets I received recently and asked, "Do you like concerts?"

Some partners and friends send me tickets for a large number of performances and exhibitions every year, and the most recent one that interested me a little bit was a tour of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra.

"I like it. But there are very few opportunities." Shen Nanyu said.

"wait for me."

I went to the desk drawer to find the tickets for the concert. There were two tickets in the middle of the pool area. It would be a pity not to go.

"You can ask your friends to listen to the concert next weekend." I handed the ticket to Shen Nanyu, "Just take it as a thank you for inviting me to watch your school celebration."

Shen Nanyu hesitated for a while, looked at the ticket and then at me, and asked, "Aren't you going?"

"I don't necessarily have the time. And I'm not particularly musical," I confessed.

"Okay..." He thought for a while, took the ticket, "Thank you."

Before leaving, Shen Nanyu suddenly stopped, turned to look at me, and asked in silence for a moment: "If you have time then, can I invite you to come with me?"

I met his gaze, but I couldn't refuse, "Well, if I have time."

After he left, I remembered that there was still some work to be done, so I went out to ask my subordinates to order something.When he came back and passed by the tea room, he met the assistant. He looked in the direction of the office and asked, "Is that classmate gone?"

Recalling his strange gaze when he saw Shen Nanyu just now, I asked, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know..." the assistant showed hesitation, "I just met a few times."

Seeing him hesitating, he seemed to have something to say, but he was afraid to say something.I asked: "What's wrong?"

The assistant sighed and said, "My family lives on Wanfeng Road, and I met him a few times there."

Night Wind Road...?I remembered that the design institute where Fu Zhiheng worked was there.