Yesterday is not today

11

"Why are you here?" Yan Chengming needed to accompany Gu Yuan every day, and it was inconvenient to live at home, so he bought an apartment near Xu Shaoling's house to live in, and went to the nursing home with Xu Shaoling to accompany Gu Yuan every day, which counted for more than a year Did not go back to live.

"I..." Ajiu didn't know how to answer, could it be that she wandered here unconsciously?

Some can't speak.

"Ah~ I see, you are here to find my brother?" Yan Chengming made up his mind: "Then hurry up, what are you doing here?"

As she spoke, she took him by the shoulders and led him to the elevator. Ajiu struggled twice but failed to break free from his restraints, so she had to follow him to the elevator.

Yan Chengming completely ignored the dumbfounded security guard, and the front desk staff who turned his smile to a strange side, and led him into the elevator in a loud voice.

"My brother is on the top floor. You go down to the top floor by yourself. The top floor is his studio. You can't make a mistake. I'll go down first." Yan Chengming got off the elevator on the floor below the top floor, leaving Ajiu got off alone.

With a sound of "ding", the top floor has arrived.

Ah Jiu stepped out of the elevator, and saw a huge living room, which looked like a private residence on the first floor. It was a home-like structure, not a company.

The floor is covered with thick soft wool carpets, and the crystal chandelier above the head is huge and exquisite. There are many abstract and colorful portraits on the wall next to the window. In addition, there are sofa coffee tables and floor lamps for receiving guests.

The whole room is very simple, but full of a sense of order.

Pass through the living room, and then go inside, there is only one door, which presumably is Yan Chengli's office.

He approached cautiously and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Mr. He, I believe that after this cooperation, our friendship will last longer."

It was Yan Chengli's voice.

"Haha, yes, Mr. Yan, we have great confidence in your company's capabilities." The voice turned out to be inexplicably familiar.

You come and go inside, he thought for a while, didn't listen any more, but went back to the sofa, sat down and started to daze.

"Ajiu?"

Ajiu turned around blankly.

"It's really Ajiu? Hahaha, long time no see, why are you here? I went to 'Dark Night Walk' looking for you for a long time but couldn't find you. I didn't expect that we are really destined to meet you here today. "The tone is full of surprises.

Ajiu frowned, looked at the person in front of her, and recalled for a moment.

"...Mr. He...?" Ajiu wasn't sure.

"What? You forgot about me so quickly." He Cen reached out and touched Ajiu's head: "I've been thinking about how you are doing."

Only then did Ajiu show an embarrassed smile as if waking up from a dream: "It's really Mr. He, long time no see."

"Just call me He Cen. By the way, why are you here?" He Cen was a little curious as to why Ajiu appeared here.

"Ah..." Ajiu finally realized that He Cen was the "Mr. He" who had just talked to Yan Chengli in his office: "I...I'm here to find someone."

"Looking for someone?" He Cen repeated in doubt, and suddenly realized: "You don't know... the person you're following is Yan Chengli?"

"..." Ajiu acquiesced.

He Cen froze for a moment, then frowned, no, this Yan Chengli is a well-known "clean and self-conscious" person, he never likes to linger in the beauty town, and I heard people say that he should have a sweetheart, how could he? Buy Ajiu?

He Cen took a careful look at Ajiu, and found that Ajiu didn't seem to be doing well, he was obviously thin, and his complexion was very bad, and his whole person also looked listless and melancholy.

He Cen liked Ajiu very much. From a certain point of view, Ajiu was the first boy he fell in love with. Seeing him so haggard, He Cen felt pity and intolerance from the bottom of his heart. He thought for a while and said: "Ajiu, are you unhappy? Why don't you just leave it with me? My parents don't care about me. It's okay to support you."

"Ah?" Ajiu was baffled by his sudden suggestion, and asked stupidly, "What did you say?"

"Ajiu."

"Mr. Yan..." Ah Jiu looked past He Cen who was taller than him, and looked at Yan Chengli behind He Cen.

I don't know how long Yan Chengli has been standing here, with his back to the light, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Ajiu felt sensitively that Yan Chengli was not in a good mood.

"Mr. Yan" Ah Jiu called again, and was about to step over He Cen and walk towards Yan Chengli, but He Cen suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm.

"Ajiu, this is my business card. If you have anything to do, you can contact me." He stuffed a business card into Ajiu's pocket, and added: "Of course, you can come to me when you have nothing to do."

After speaking, he let go of Ah Jiu's arm, and said to Yan Chengli: "Then Mr. Yan, I'll go first, and next time we have a chance, we'll have a good chat about the specifics of the project."

Before Ajiu came to Yan Chengli's side, He Cen left first.

Ajiu is very sensitive, he felt that now is not a good time to approach Yan Chengli, he did not choose to walk over, but stood where he was until Yan Chengli asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah?" Ajiu said honestly, "I was just wandering around. When I was downstairs, I happened to meet Yan Ershao and was brought up."

Yan Chengli asked again: "What's your relationship with He Cen?"

"He is my former client." As for what kind of client it is, there is no need to explain it more clearly.

A strong jealousy and anger arose in Yan Chengli's heart, making him want to abandon his good upbringing and yelling at him, making him want to strip this innocent person in front of him, press him on the sofa, and ruthlessly abuse him .

But his reason told him that this was very wrong, this was very strange.

He suppressed this unbearable anger and desire, and said in a cold voice: "Oh? Are you going to go back to your old business? It seems that you have a lot of regular customers."

Ajiu was hurt a little, and he showed a helpless wry smile: "I didn't know I would meet He Cen either."

He called him He Cen.

"It's really close, it seems that you have a very good relationship." Yan Chengli didn't understand why he asked this question, he obviously didn't want to hear him say it again.

"He is very kind to me," Ajiu explained: "He used to take care of me in the shop..."

"Take care of your business?" Yan Chengli cut off the conversation: "How many times a week do you ask for more? Let you accompany him to do more."

"Why do you say that?" Ah Jiu's eye sockets were a little wet, he raised his head and stared into his eyes with wet eyes: "Why did you say that?" He asked again.

Yan Chengli turned his head away and didn't look into his eyes: "I don't care if you talk about business, your own body is your own decision, but, don't do such dirty things in my territory."

Ajiu's eyes were full of injuries, and it was only then that he truly realized that in Yan Chengli's heart, he only regarded him as a male prostitute who could be sold anywhere.Then he thought, he was just a prostitute who could be sold anywhere, and he has survived to this day, so why should he care what Yan Chengli thinks?

"I won't do it next time, Mr. Yan." Akumu said, the moisture in his eyes has disappeared, and he has regained the indifference and... ...empty, like a puppet that has lost its soul again.

Yan Chengli frowned: "You can get lost."

Ajiu turned around and left, he didn't know why he came here, he wanted to be insulted, maybe apart from the dark night, loneliness is also very suitable for him.

Seeing Ah Jiu's frail body disappear before his eyes, Yan Chengli's irritability not only did not disappear, but intensified instead.

He took a few steps back and forth, took out a cigarette, just put it in his mouth and pulled it out again, squeezed it into a distorted shape in the palm of his hand, threw it on the thick carpet as if venting his anger, turned around and walked back. The studio, closing the door with a bang, completely lost his so-called self-cultivation.