Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

When Cheng Du woke up, he was in a mess.

He yesterday, what did he do yesterday?

He gave Mr. Yan who sent him home yesterday to—

No, it's impossible, there must be something wrong, he is a standard non-romantic asexual, he shouldn't have feelings for men or women.

But yesterday, Yan Qiting sent him home, helped him take off his coat, fed him warm water, stayed by his bed, and called his name softly.

By mistake, Cheng Du pinned him on the quilt.

Then--

Then what happened?

Cheng Du recalled it in disbelief, but the memory of last night seemed to stay at that moment infinitely, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember the details behind it.

Cheng Du looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were completely messed up.

Is this real or is it just a dream?

If it was true, how would I face Yan Qiting today?

If it was a dream, why did you dream of this alone?

Cheng Du collapsed and leaned his head against the mirror, and involuntarily had a terrible guess in his heart——

Could it be that I...to Mr. Yan?

Have strange feelings?

……How to do?

When the collapsed Special Assistant Cheng stood at the door of the CEO's office, the anxiety index in his heart almost exploded.

After sorting out his mood for a long time, he still decided to go back to the office next door to calm down before coming here.

Just as he was about to walk out, he suddenly heard a deep voice from inside: "Mr. Cheng? Come in."

Cheng Du's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around stiffly.

Fortunately, Yan Qiting didn't notice his abnormality. Seeing him coming in, he took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then turned the notebook on the desk towards him: "Mr. Cheng, take a look at this."

Seeing that Yan Qiting was fine, Cheng Du felt at ease, pushed his glasses, stared at the content of the email, with a slightly surprised expression: "...is this?"

Yan Qiting turned the pen in his hand and said with a smile, "That's right."

What Yan Qiting showed him was the evidence of Han Wei's use of power for personal gain over the years, including the time, place, and quantity of evidence.

Cheng Du leaned on the table and stared at the mail, rolled down and then frowned.

If Yan Qiting did this, they and Han Wei would completely quarrel, and judging from yesterday's situation, Cheng Du didn't think there was any need for them to quarrel with Han Wei.

Why do you want to do this?Obviously the conversation was pretty good yesterday - at least, before he was completely drunk, Yan Qiting and Han Wei had a good conversation, didn't they?

Cheng Tezhu, who regained his composure, let go of the mouse, and said to Yan Qiting: "Mr. Yan, the matter hasn't come to this point yet, don't rush to draw conclusions, let me make a call." After speaking, he took his mobile phone and walked out .

"Wait." Yan Qiting said suddenly.

Before Cheng Du reached the door, he was a little surprised when he heard the sound, so he stopped and said, "Is there anything else you want to order? Mr. Yan."

Yan Qiting looked at Cheng Du hesitantly for a while, and said: "There are many solutions to this matter, Mr. Cheng can figure it out for himself, don't lose the big because of small things."

Cheng Du couldn't figure out the meaning behind the words for a while, so he nodded to Yan Qiting and walked out of the office.

As soon as the phone was connected, Han Wei's enthusiastic and somewhat hypocritical voice came: "Mr. Cheng, you left very early last night, are you feeling better now?"

Last night, he and another companion kept pouring Cheng Du wine, Cheng Du couldn't figure it out.He smiled calmly: "It's much better, Han Ke is really huge, and Cheng feels ashamed."

Han Wei was even more polite: "Where is it, Mr. Yan is the most powerful, and I have to fight with him next time."

"That's okay, why don't I play a game on Saturday?" Cheng Du wanted to try to get to the bottom of it. They had a good conversation yesterday, but today Yan Qiting started to find another way. There must be no waves without wind.

If Han Wei can't make an appointment, then there must be some variables here.

"My brother is right, but I happen to have something to do on Saturday, let's try another day." Han Wei still smiled.

Hearing the words "Let's change another day", Cheng Du knew that there was an article in it, and asked tentatively, "What about Sunday?"

Han Wei said with a chuckle: "It seems that there are also arrangements for Sunday, another day, another day."

They only said another day, but didn't mention the specific date, so Cheng Du could probably confirm it, so he exchanged some polite words with the other party before hanging up the phone.

But what Cheng Du didn't understand was that the conversation was going well yesterday, why did something suddenly change?

Cheng Du thought about Han Wei's respectful attitude towards Fang Zhimo at the banquet yesterday, and suddenly felt that the key to this matter had to be with Fang Zhimo.

Fang Zhimo knew that Cheng Du would come to find him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Not long after he arrived at the office, he received a call from Cheng Du.

Fang Zhimo stared at the screen for a while, his face felt a little hot.He took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it, took a puff, and slowly exhaled. Feeling calmer, he hurriedly connected before hanging up: "...Cheng Du."

Unexpectedly, the sound of these two words broke as soon as he uttered them. Fang Zhimo frowned and took a breath of the cigarette, put it in the ashtray and pressed it out.

Cheng Du's voice came from over there: "Well, it's me. I left without telling you yesterday, I'm sorry."

Hearing this voice, Fang Zhimo's throat tightened a little.He closed his eyes, cleared his throat, and made his voice sound calmer: "...It doesn't matter what happened yesterday. When you have time, come out and have a drink."

"It doesn't matter to me. I've been working on the land recently, and I don't have much entertainment. You can do it anytime."

Cheng Du's voice sounded so normal, it was so normal that Fang Zhimo was angry.

That's what happened last night, right?

Dare I just tease someone for nothing?

Or is this a method you have always used, Xueba?

Thinking of this, Fang Zhimo became a little angry, but there was no reason to post it directly.He had no choice but to maintain a cool and steady voice as much as possible, and said, "That's fine, or tonight, we are both old classmates, don't be too formal, a bar will do."

When Fang Zhimo said "both of us", he paused for a moment, thought about his choice of words, and decided that "old classmate" was more appropriate.

Cheng Du didn't hear his entanglement, and said, "Okay, just find a bar close to your side. My time here is more flexible."

Fang Zhimo thought for a while: "It's okay, I know there is a Qing bar in District A, it's quite famous, it's called Qiye, let's go there."

The Seven Leaf Bar is indeed quite famous. It is similar to a landmark in District A, and it is very convenient for the two of them to go there.

"Okay, see you that night."

"See you tonight."

Fang Zhimo hung up the phone, recalled the message he received last night, took out his address book and sent Fang Ruohan a text message: [Not going tonight. ]

I didn't return there for half a day.It wasn't until the lunch break that Fang Ruohan replied: [? ]

Fang Zhimo: [Didn't you mean to drink at night?I have something to do not go. ]

Fang Ruohan: [I didn't ask you to drink. I'm in the army these days and I just got my phone. ]

Fang Zhimo: […]

Fang Ruohan: [? ]

Fang Zhimo: [It's okay, I sent it to the wrong person. ]

Fang Ruohan: [...Damn, where did I pick up this mentally handicapped brother. - Convex]

Fang Zhimo didn't return, he straightened up and squinted his eyes and looked out the window.

Winter in City B is always accompanied by smog. The gray sky in the distance makes it impossible to see through at a glance. Even at the brightest noon, the sun cannot penetrate the thick haze to reach the ground.

Fingers rubbing the screen of the phone through the fabric, this is Fang Zhimo's habitual action when thinking.

——Having been friends for more than ten years, this is the first time that Bu Xun lied to him.

why?

How to deal with it?

Fang Zhimo stood there for a long time, then dialed Bu Xun's phone number.

"Hello? Fang Xiaomo?" Bu Xun's voice came from the receiver, seemingly surprised, "What can you do to me at this point?"

"It's nothing, just to tell you that I have other things to do at night, so I won't go drinking, you three have fun." Fang Zhimo said.

Bu Xun didn't speak for a long time, as if he was considering his words.

Fang Zhimo neither hung up nor urged, just quietly waiting for the reaction from there.

After a long time, Bu Xun said, "Okay, I understand."

Fang Zhimo was not surprised: "Well, then I'll hang up."

"OK, bye."

"Goodbye."

Fang Zhimo hung up the phone, took out a cigarette from the drawer again, lit it slowly, took a deep breath, and frowned.

Bu Xun is not stupid.

On the contrary, he is also very smart.

He knew that some words could not be said clearly, and when he said it, he cut it off.

Fang Zhimo thought of these years, every time when marriage was mentioned, Bu Xun always smiled and said, "When you get married, I will too. I want to marry you."

Fang Zhimo remembered that when Bu Xun said this, he would always point to his own nose, and then point to Fang Zhimo's nose, with a high expression and a smile on his lips.

Fang Zhimo is not a fool, even if he is, after so many years, he should be able to see the good intentions.

It's a pity that in his life, he never thought about anyone else except Cheng Du.

Fang Zhimo sighed inwardly, and closed the window.

The choking smell of smoke came from the tip of his nose, Fang Zhimo came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and felt the smoke sticking to the lung lobes, wrapping around every cell, and then pulling away, leaving evidence of crime General mild bitterness.

The author has something to say:

Bu Xun, this little goblin, really can't escape the piercing eyes of everyone who comes with a demon mirror, and it's about to show up... Ha ha ha ha ha hiccup_(:з」∠)_