see you late summer

While entrusting Shen Xunfeng to investigate the person, Yan Zhiyang began to make up his mind to pursue the person seriously.

He hired a chef to teach him how to cook. From the very beginning, he couldn't distinguish the seasonings, how much oil and salt to put in, and he often fried the pan. After practicing for a while, he finally managed to fry a dish.He looked at himself with big and small cuts and burns, and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Never knew that cooking was so troublesome, did Xia Chenyan suffer so many injuries from every meal he cooked for him before?

Half a month later, Xia Chenyan received a thermos bucket every day at noon, which contained home-cooked food and a bouquet of red roses with fresh dew.

Publicity and enthusiasm, but easy to hurt people's eyes.With just one glance, Xia Chenyan recognized that it was Yan Zhiyang's handwriting - only he could be so high-profile and rampant.

The roses were not lost, Xia Chenyan distributed them to the office colleagues and the little girl at the front desk, all of which were used to add greenery to the company.But he didn't take a bite of the meal, just like how he used to dispose of a table of leftovers when Yan Zhiyang didn't come back for dinner-he dumped them into the trash can without hesitation.Later, the company adopted a stray big orange cat, who didn’t eat cat food but only ate, and all the food went into the cat’s stomach.

Tell Chi Lin all this, Mr. Chi said proudly, the food I cook is ten thousand times better than him, and I know you don't like roses, but purple lisianthus, so I will buy 99 flowers for you to take home tonight.

Xia Chenyan hung up the phone with a smile, without even looking at the rose in the mineral water bottle.

Really, there is no need to forcibly hold back your respect and recall the past.

However, he didn't know about these rumors, and recently became more and more courageous, and began to choose different ways to attack desserts.The man who kept working hard finally made a decent red velvet cake with persistence that he had never experienced in his life. Topped with Xia Chenyan's favorite cranberry sauce, put a few fresh strawberries and cherries, and served in a beautiful box Carefully install it.

Some time ago, I had been giving Xia Chenyan rice, except for calling him at the beginning to ask him not to send it again, and never said such a thing after that.Yan Zhiyang felt that this was his tacit approval of his efforts after seeing his determination to change.

At least it shows that Yanyan still misses his old love for him.Could it be that a little more effort could make him change his mind?The prodigal son turns his head back without changing money, after three years of staying together, how can a new love compare to an old love?

The company is not busy today, so he decided to deliver the cake himself, and bring the surprise he had prepared for a long time to Xia Chenyan.The man in the mirror is well-dressed, with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, sprayed on the perfume that Xia Chenyan bought for him before, it is Yanyan's favorite scent of bitter tea, Yan Zhiyang used to dislike the bad smell, but now he only uses this scent .The aftertaste after the bitterness is very similar to Xia Chenyan's pride.

The phone rang, and when it was connected, there was a warm invitation from former friends: "Mr. Yan, how long has it been since you came out for an event? Today there is a new whiskey and a group of beautiful children, all of which are your taste, old place Waiting for you, brother will leave the cleanest one for you!"

If you don't come, this young master is a good man. "

"Yo!" The person on the other end of the phone was very surprised: "Young Master Yan, are you kidding me? You want to be a good man? How many little boys' hearts will be broken!"

"Who's joking with you?" Yan Zhiyang straightened his tie, "Tell them that Yan Zhiyang won't come to the bar in the future, this young master is serious about chasing his wife now;"

"No matter how good wild flowers are, they don't have the fragrance of home flowers. I think now, my wife is the best."

As soon as he hung up the phone, the assistant knocked on the door and came in, Yan Zhiyang was in a good mood: "Is the matter that I told you done?"

"Okay, you can go anytime."

"Understood, you go out first." Yan Zhiyang [-]% believed that this surprise would definitely move Xia Chenyan, and he was trying to make up for what was lacking.I drove on the road with such a mood, but it came to nothing.

The front desk said that Xia Chenyan was not here, and was taken out for dinner.

"Who did you go with?" The rose in her hand lost some enthusiasm, it wasn't that the love was like fire, it was like bright blood.

"A very handsome man," the little sister at the front desk's gossip eyes blazed, "He comes to pick us up at noon every day, Xia Xia, to have dinner!"

Every noon...

There was a bad premonition in his heart, then, Xia Chenyan could have eaten with Chi Lin for nearly a month's love lunch!

"Can I wait in his office?"

"Yes, yes, I'll take you there." The lady at the front desk led the way enthusiastically, but she saw the person who delivered the food every day for the past month, and they were already familiar.

"Oh, why are you here again? Just put it here, your boss is really persistent."

"No way, the boss ordered it to be delivered." Lin Zhu took the water poured by the young lady, but found that the man standing behind her with a bad face almost choked himself to death with a sip of water: "Yan... President Yan? Why are you here?" here?"

I took the thermos and opened it - Kung Pao chicken, shredded bamboo shoots with minced meat, and a seaweed egg drop soup and Coke chicken wings, which I got up early in the morning to make.

Gritting his teeth word by word, he jumped out: "You come to deliver food every day, did Xia Chenyan come out to get it in person?"

"No, no," Lin Zhu stammered, "Only the first time Mr. Xia came out and told me to take it back, and then he called you and told me to put it here. You don't need to call him when you come directly, just put it down." Just leave..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, Yan Zhiyang's face became darker and darker, he turned to look at the receptionist lady: "Xia Chenyan goes out to eat with that man every day, what about the meals?"

"Xia Xia told us to share the food, or else we'd lose it. Some time ago, the company adopted a big orange, and then gave it to the cat to eat..."

The face of the man in front of him was too ugly, and the two of them could feel the embarrassment and pain emanating from the bottom of their hearts, the sadness and gloom that was so thick that they couldn't wipe it away.

Very angry, I really want to blame him, I want to grab his shoulder and ask viciously, I want to change my mind from the bottom of my heart, you just trample on my intentions so easily?

But he was not qualified, and a familiar scene appeared in the dim eyes.It was him who was once drunk, looking at Xia Chenyan who was sitting in front of the table waiting for him to come home for dinner, and brought a bowl of cold hangover soup, the one who spoke disgustedly took a look: "It's cold, I don't want to drink .”

"I'll heat it up again, you eat first."

"I don't want to eat," Yan Zhiyang waved his hands and said some hurtful words: "You only know how to cook? Can't you do anything else?"

When he woke up the next day, there was nothing in the refrigerator, and the food that he disliked and threw away in the trash can, he still laughed and played with his temper.

Feng Shui turns in turns, one reward for another.To be belittled with sincerity, it turned out to be such a heart-breaking heartbreak.

On the way to his office, there are one or two roses stuck in mineral water bottles in every corner--given by him, some of which have been decayed, covered with cobwebs, and shed a thin layer of dust.

"Wait here, Xia Xia will be back soon."

Yan Zhiyang has never been to Xia Chenyan's office, and it's not like he didn't send him to work when he was in a good relationship, but he never came up, let alone Xia Chenyan now has his own office. When you pay attention, you grow step by step.

Those who thought they were good to him were not good enough; those who thought they knew everything well, they all silently missed it.

The desktop is clean and tidy, there are translated materials, a pile of thick dictionaries, and a notebook full of annotations - he has always been like this, he is serious in everything he does, and goes all out.

There was a photo frame on the table, and Yan Zhiyang clenched his fists—it was the scene of Chi Lin working in the office, it was just a snapshot at first glance, the golden sunset shone on the side of the man's face, focused and charming.

The first thing Xia Chenyan saw when he entered the door was Yan Zhiyang standing in front of his desk in a daze, with red eyes.

"How did you come?"

Yan Zhiyang didn't speak, his eyes fell on the bunch of purple lisianthus in his hand.

"Can you find me?" Yue Guo picked up the vase on the table, changed the water, and inserted fresh purple lisianthus.

"Why don't you eat the food I cooked?"

Yan Zhiyang approached him, pressing harder and harder.

"Why do you give flowers to others?"

"Why throw it away?"

"Why...do you treat me so cruelly?" The beast, who was trapped in a desperate situation, had red eyes and asked with a crying voice.

Unbuttoned and pulled up the sleeves, the scars from the oil scald have not gone away, and there are many fragmentary cuts on the fingers: "This is the injury I got when I was cooking for you, aren't these enough to offset the wrong things I did, Can't you let me have a little pity and change your mind?"

"Xia Chenyan, did you really like me? If you really loved me, how could you be so cruel and willing to treat me like this?"

Xia Chenyan stared at him for a long time and said slowly: "I remember that there was a time last year when you really liked fondant cakes;"

"So for your birthday last year, I specially spared time to learn from the best fondant master in Lan Province for a month;"

"In those dozens of days, I had to practice for more than four hours every day after get off work;"

"Finally I made it, and you promised to come back to celebrate my birthday with me at night;"

"Yan Zhiyang, do you remember where you went?"

"I waited until after twelve o'clock for you to come back, and then you said that you were very tired, that cake that took me a whole month to make, you only tasted it twice, and when it broke, you threw it away. "

Xia Chenyan spoke very calmly, without any complaints or resentment in his tone, as if the other protagonist in the story was not him.

"Do you know that fondant cakes need to adjust the proportions, knead the sugar skin, and repeat those tedious tasks over and over again? Do you know that I have been burned in the oven?"

"You don't know, I didn't mention it once, I didn't tell you how much thought and effort I put in, because at that time, I felt that I love you, so everything I gave for you was out of love, and Not a bargaining chip to measure;”

"To put it bluntly, to love someone is not to remember how much you gave, and then get everything back, or use it as a weight in coercion and negotiation;"

"And you can still openly ask me whether I have ever liked you, why don't I answer it properly;"

"Loved."

It is love, but only loved.

"I said, you don't owe me anything, and I don't owe you anything. Maybe you can find someone who is willing to measure love with you in the future,"

"But it will never be me again."

After a while, footsteps left the office, but the man didn't turn his head to see his dazed back.