Chapter 16: 16th

After He Zhou left from home. +++ Cartino Novel Network EbookFREE.me
Emotionally angry, there is nowhere to vent, and even at work, he can always find the faults of his subordinates' work. So he began to reprimand everyone who reported to him, and he felt like he had eaten. The company's atmosphere is tense and panic-stricken.
The female secretary lowered her head, tears twirled in her eyes, and choked with sobs, "General Manager, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it. I will give you a new meeting report immediately."
"Go out." He Zhou said blankly.
Empty office.
Sitting on an office chair, He Zhou felt that the temperature of the air conditioner was too high, which made people feel uncomfortable. The shirt and tie were too tight, making it difficult to breathe. The reports of his subordinates were too stupid and made him more annoying.
All this badly made He Zhou unable to stay any longer. He tore off his tie, left the company, and went to the nearest bar.
He Zhou was quite sensible to drink wine.
One glass of wine, two glasses of wine, three glasses of wine, the face (color) has not changed, but the mind is more calm.
Like never getting drunk.
Meng Qikang suddenly appeared at this time somehow.
He sat across from He Zhou.
I poured myself a glass of wine.
"How many bars did Xingwei open in the past two years? I didn't realize that he liked these things."
Shen Xingwei was a friend of He Zhou. During the period when Meng Qikang University taught He Zhou part-time in piano, Shen Xingwei was also familiar with him.
He Zhou did not speak, still drinking in silence.
Meng Qikang put down his glass and looked at He Zhou: "He Zhou, (fa fa) what happened."
He Zhou poured himself another glass of wine and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just want to drink."
Meng Qikang pressed the wine glass in He Zhou's hand and was silent for a while, and said, "You look very sick."
He Zhou did not speak.
Meng Qikang didn't want to see He Zhou drink this way again, and ruin himself.
He turned his head and saw the Steinway vintage wooden piano not far from them.
Meng Qikang went to the piano and sat down, tried a sound, then turned to ask He Zhou: "He Zhou, do you want to play the song with me?"
He Zhou drank the wine from the glass and shook his head.
Meng Qikang's expression was a little lost, but soon recovered.
He closed his eyes, his slender ten fingers touched the black and white keys, and the music of the flowing clouds poured out from his beating fingertips.
His graceful posture and gentle melodious sound attracted many people in the bar to look at him.
Su Zhou suddenly felt a sharp gaze kept staring at Meng Qikang. He subconsciously looked towards that gaze and saw Zhang Yuxuan in the other corner.
And, Qiu Yanzhi staring at Meng Qikang next to Zhang Yuxuan.
He Zhou lowered his eyes, covering his rolling thoughts. He put down the glass in his hand and stood up.
He was overly superior in figure, and took off his coat again. His upper body was only wearing a white (color) shirt, and his legs were longer.
Originally, many people watched him silently. When he stood up, he attracted more eyes. He walked towards the piano, and the black (color) leather shoes stepped on the ground step by step, but it seemed like Stepping on people's hearts makes people unconsciously throb.
He Zhou sat next to Meng Qikang, covered the keys with both hands, and played with Meng Qikang.
The two men's looks and physique are remarkable. They sat side by side and played together, attracting almost all the eyes in the bar.
Zhang Yuxuan even heard someone sigh beside him: "Good match..."
Zhang Yuxuan tightened his mind and took Qiu Yanzhi's cool hand, and whispered: "... Yan Yan, let's go."
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As soon as a piano piece was played, whistling and applause rang in the bar. Meng Qikang hasn't played the piano with He Zhou for a long time. After the song was finished, his mood became happy. He turned his head to prepare to say something to He Zhou, but He Zhou leaned into his ear and whispered to him. ︰"Let's go."
Meng Qikang was slightly startled, and he was held up by He Zhou holding hands.
He Zhou walked to the position, put on his coat, and handed him Meng Qikang's things. His movements were almost meticulous and gentle.
When he left, He Zhou took Meng Qikang's hand again. His palm (dry gan) was dry and warm, with a strong (qiang) momentum that he could not refuse.
Meng Qikang earned a little, but before he broke away, He Zhou left by holding hands.
Meng Qikang felt a little weird in his heart. When he was about to leave the bar, he glanced back.
Seeing Qiu Yanzhi in the corner, his face was flushed, his eyes flushed, and his nose flushed.
Out of the bar.
He Zhou released Meng Qikang's hand.
Meng Qikang glanced down at his hand, which had just been gripped too tightly, and some red and white (color) finger impressions appeared on his hand.
"He Zhou."
Meng Qikang looked up at He Zhou, and his tone was calm, "Are you just using me."
He Zhou froze for a moment: "...what?"
Meng Qikang seemed to try his best to stay calm, but his mouth continued to fluctuate: "I said, you just came over to play piano with me, joined my ear to talk, handed me something, took my hand away, all for the sake of Do you show Qiu Yanzhi to play? What do you think of me? Is it a tool that makes Qiu Yanzhi jealous and angry?"
He Zhou finally reacted to what he had just done subconsciously, and his expression was blue and white, and after a while, he whispered: "...Sorry."
Meng Qikang looked at He Zhou and suddenly asked, "He Zhou, that bell, do you remember when and where I gave it to you?"
I don’t know if he just drank too much wine, He Zhou began to feel that his head became a bit painful. He pressed his temple and tried hard to think about it, but only had a rather vague memory.
He raised his head blankly: "Brother Qi Kang... I'm sorry, I might be a little drunk... I can't remember."
Meng Qikang pursed his lips, left me with a sentence, and left.
The silver bell has been left for many years, there is a lot of wear and tear, even the sound can't be made out, and it is quite small, so He Zhou has been carrying it with him for so many years.
After Meng Qikang left, He Zhou prepared to take the bell out of his pocket, but he could not find it anyway.
He just remembered that he hadn't seen the bell in days.
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Zhang Yuxuan watched He Zhou and Meng Qikang leave the dogs and men from their sights. They were so irritated that they couldn't breathe easily and squeezed their fists.
When Zhang Yuxuan thought that his friend liked He Zhou so much, He Zhou was like a ghost. He felt not only worthless for Qiu Yanzhi, but also distressed for Qiu Yanzhi.
The thought of Qiu Yanzhi had just seen the scene, he must be heartbroken, Zhang Yuxuan even felt that he would not dare to see Qiu Yanzhi's eyes, it would make him feel uncomfortable.
In the end, he turned around and said to Qiu Yanzhi: "Speak, listen to me, don't feel sad standing here, let's go."
Qiu Yanzhi didn't respond.
"Words?"
Qiu Yanzhi turned his head and looked at Zhang Yuxuan blankly: "Baby Yu, I like that."
Zhang Yuxuan turned his head and saw that Qiu Yanzhi was referring to a small ornament hanging on the wall in front of the bar.
But why did Qiu Yanzhi be so red and behave so...not right?
Zhang Yuxuan looked at the table.
Frowned.
Wait, when did Qiu Yan finish all two cocktails on the table? !
Zhang Yuxuan carefully asked him: "...did you just see him?"
"What?" Qiu Yan asked him dullly.
"I mean... have you seen He Zhou?"
Qiu Yanzhi frowned, as if thinking about it for a while, crooked his head, and looked tangled: "It seems to be seen, then I don't remember..."
Just don’t remember, just don’t remember.
Zhang Yuxuan said silently in his heart.
He took Qiu Yanzhi ready to go back, but Qiu Yanzhi stood at the door and did not go anyway. His eyes kept staring at the small metal crown on the head of the small metal tiger hanging on the wall.
Zhang Yuxuan said that can't be wanted.
Qiu Yanzhi flattened his mouth and said that he wouldn't need it, but he still kept staring at him, his face full of reluctance.
Zhang Yuxuan originally felt that Qiu Yanzhi was pitiful and distressing. Looking at his appearance, he couldn't bear to make him sad anymore, so he discussed with his boss if he could buy the small jewelry.
Fortunately, the owner of this store is Shen Xingwei. After knowing the whole story, he walked over with some humor, took the small crown down and handed it to Qiu Yanzhi: "Then take it away and give you away."
After Qiu Yanzhi received it, he squeezed the crown tightly in his hand and blushed and said thank you.
It looks very happy.
Zhang Yuxuan felt a little speechless: he was so worried about Qiu Yanzhi just now, how could this child get drunk without heart and lungs.
As everyone knows, Qiu Yanzhi, even if he is not drunk, is heartless.
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When Zhang Yuxuan helped Qiu Yanzhi out, he saw He Zhou.
He Zhou stood alone not far from the door of the bar.
His brows were tight and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Zhang Yuxuan was a little panicked, afraid that Qiu Yanzhi would think of He Zhou again when he felt sad, and as a result Qiu Yanzhi flicked his hand away and walked towards He Zhou.
Zhang Yuxuan hurriedly followed.
"He Zhou!" Qiu Yanzhi walked over drunkenly and asked him with a smile, "Why are you here!"
When Qiu Yanzhi's hand was about to touch He Zhou's sleeves, He Zhou raised his hand, avoided Qiu Yanzhi, and took a step back.
He frowned, and his face was full of disgust.
Qiu Yanzhi threw himself into a vacancy, a stagger, almost fell to the ground, fortunately, Zhang Yuxuan beside him was quickly held by his hand.
Zhang Yuxuan looked at He Zhou's movements and expressions and was a little angry.
Zhang Yuxuan supported Qiu Yanzhi in his arms while looking at He Zhou and asked: "He, Qiu Yanzhi is your legal partner anyway. Why do you always treat him so harshly?!"
He Zhou chuckled: "How did I treat him?"
"You neglected him, ignored him, didn't care about him, didn't love him, and you were carrying... cheating on him!"
He Zhou looked up at Zhang Yuxuan, with a mocking arc on his lips: "If he is sober, I can still derail in his face."
He Zhou is too much!
He knew that He Zhou was angry now because words deceived him, but if he was good at words from the beginning, where could words be at the risk of his life to make such a round? !
But now he not only ridicules his words, but also wants to be derailed in the face of words, this is not deliberately wanting to humiliate words!
Zhang Yuxuan clenched his fists. If it weren’t for Qiu Yanzhi who would collapse on the ground with a loose hand in his arms, he must hit He Zhou with a punch!
Qiu Yanzhi in his arms is getting softer and softer. He can’t stand upright, his head hanging down, and he seems to be sleeping (Shui Shui). Zhang Yuxuan can’t help him, and his movements are very difficult. Standing still, He Zhou didn't mean to hold his hand at all, but just watched indifferently.
Zhang Yuxuan and Qiu Yanzhi did not drive to the bar this time, so they had to take a taxi when they left.
Zhang Yuxuan helped Qiu Yanzhi take two steps, it was really unable to drag, so he had to carry him on his back and walked tremblingly to the side of the road before gasping and putting Qiu Yanzhi back on the ground.
This is not a good taxi ride, Zhang Yuxuan stretched his neck and looked at it for a long time, but did not see a rental car.
At this moment, a black (color) car stopped in front of them, the driver leaned his head out, and said hello to He Zhou.
He Zhou opened the car door and sat in.
The driver saw sharply drunk Qiu Yanzhi, who was held by Zhang Yuxuan next to him, and he hurriedly got out of the car to help Mrs. He up. As soon as he unfastened his seat belt, he heard He Zhou say: "Go Right."
The driver froze for a moment, then looked at Qiu Yanzhi, who was squirming, and Zhang Yuxuan, who was increasingly angry, and finally put on his seat belt again and drove away.
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Zhang Yuxuan waited until his legs were numb before he hit the taxi.
Seeing the state of He Zhou, Zhang Yuxuan originally wanted to take Qiu Yanzhi back to his home (sleeping Shui). As a result, Qiu Yanzhi was awake in the car and shouted to go home.
Zhang Yuxuan really couldn't hold back and asked Qiu Yanzhi: "What is the good thing in He Zhou? Why are you the only one?"
Qiu Yanzhi behaved a bit dazed, repeating dumbly: "Hezhou?"
Qiu Yanzhi stayed again for a while, and suddenly had a childish smile on his face. He leaned into Zhang Yuxuan's ear and whispered, "Baby Yu, I will tell you a secret."
Zhang Yuxuan opened his eyes, he subconsciously felt that he seemed to want to know a big inside story, so he also lowered the volume and whispered: "What secret?"
Qiu Yanzhi's voice is getting smaller and smaller, so small that people can hardly hear: "He Zhou... looks like..."
Zhang Yuxuan struggled to stretch his ears and didn't understand what he was talking about, so he asked again, "What is it like?"
Qiu Yanzhi: "I tell you, don't tell others."
"I don't tell others, I swear..."
Qiu Yanzhi moved closer, almost to Zhang Yuxuan's ear, and whispered in a very small tone: "Like little garbage."
Zhang Yuxuan: "..."
Zhang Yuxuan sighed in disappointment: "Okay, I know he is rubbish."
Qiu Yanzhi shook his head and corrected it quite seriously: "He is not garbage, he is like little garbage..."
Zhang Yuxuan said in a perfunctory manner: "Well, like small garbage like small garbage, He Zhou is simply garbage..."
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Zhang Yuxuan sent Qiu Yanzhi to his door, Qiu Yanzhi drunk and Zhang Yuxuan waved: "Baby Yu, goodbye!"
Zhang Yuxuan was a little worried: "...Shall I send you in?"
Qiu Yanzhi shook his head and said with a smirk: "I can go by myself."
Zhang Yuxuan stood at the door and saw Qiu Yanzhi enter the password and opened the door to enter. Then he took a taxi back and left.
Qiu Yanzhi fell to the ground as soon as he entered the door.
He Zhou, who was sitting on the sofa, heard the movement, without raising his eyelids, and lowered his head to continue looking at his tablet and documents.
Five minutes, ten minutes.
Qiu Yanzhi was lying on the ground, did not want to get up at all, and even made a sweet snoring sound.
Perhaps it felt that the person lying on the ground was too noisy. He Zhou frowned and took things and went to the study.
From the beginning to the end, Qiu Yan didn't give alms to the ground.
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Qiu Yanzhi was sleeping on the cold floor (sleeping Shui), and felt cold and shivering in the middle of the night.
The confused man stood up again and walked to the room.
He stumbled, and finally walked to his house, then dragged to his coat, put the little crown in his hand, put it in the closet, and then lay on (bed chuang).
As a result, just lying on the bed (chuang), his entire face was wrinkled.
...The bed is so hard and cold.
He stumbled (touching Mo) and found that there was no mattress or quilt on his (bed chuang), which was a bare plank bed.
He thought about it for a long time with his drunk and sleepy brain, only to remember that He Zhou had people pick up his things, because he said he would be together (sleep Shui).
Qiu Yanzhi came down from (bed chuang), walked out of the house with closed eyes, opened the door of Hezhou's bedroom, (touched Mo) to the bed, then opened the quilt and lay in.
He lay on the floor of the living room for most of the day, and it was really cold. He vaguely felt that there was something warm in the quilt, so he involuntarily moved closer and hugged the hot thing.
He Zhou also drank a lot of wine today. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep (sleeping Shui).
In the middle of the night he suddenly had a strange dream.
He dreamed that there was a cold snow ball that kept leaning on him, and said that he would let him hug him.
He said to the snow dumplings: "I hold you, you will change."
Snowballs don't care, they must be held.
He Zhou was preparing to refuse again, but found that the snowball had a face of Qiu Yanzhi.
He Zhou in the dream seemed to hate Qiu Yanzhi.
So he hugged the snow fiercely.
It must be turned away.
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When He Zhou woke up the next morning, the dream was still echoing in his head. He frowned, not knowing why he was doing that kind of sand sculpture and mentally retarded dream.
The result opened his eyes.
He saw Qiu Yanzhi held tightly in his arms.
Qiu Yanzhi also woke up, he frowned and muttered: "...you hold so tightly, I can't breathe anymore, you like me so much."
He Zhou: "..."
He Zhou: If I said I wanted to hold you (kill sha), do you believe it?
He Zhou let go of Qiu Yanzhi and said with a cold face, "Get out."
Why did he hug someone for one night.
Even the three words of getting out are a bit lacking in momentum and confidence.