After listening to Zheng Zhuoyao's narration, Situ Ran was silent for a moment and asked softly, "Didn't Brother Ling go to find that girl?"
"Go.
"You just said she was back again," Situ Ran asked Zheng Zhuoyao with his eyes.
Zheng Zhuoyao nodded: "The tickets for that concert were sent by her."
She invited me and Xiaoyi to her concert. ” When Situ Ran heard this, he opened the envelope again and took the ticket in his hand: "Pei Xiaocheng, she is Brother Ling's ex-girlfriend." ” "She's back with a lot of learning.
Not only did he hold a solo concert, but he also sent us tickets to invite us to watch.
I really don't know, what the hell does she want to do" Zheng Zhuoyao frowned slightly, and his tone revealed indifference.
"Then Brother Ling knows about this," Situ Ran raised the ticket for the concert in his hand.
"I already told him in the morning.
I wanted to accompany him to the concert and face Xiaocheng together.
The corner of Zheng Zhuoyao's mouth showed a wry smile again: "However, he escaped." ” "Escaped," Situ Ran's tone was slightly surprised.
"The phone is off.
I can not find him.
Zheng Zhuoyao said and looked at Situ Ran sincerely: "So, I thought of you, I thought, maybe, you can know where Xiaoyi is."
Please, help me find him, and if it doesn't bother you, please accompany him to the concert and help him untie the knot.
How's it going?"
Situ Ran nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr.
Zheng, I will do my best." ” Zheng Zhuoyi stood in the small ring, punching and kicking the sparring staff.
The man holding the defensive target stepped back step by step, and finally, his back rested against the guardrail.
The sparring partner secretly poked his head out from behind the defensive target, and said with a smiling face: "Boss, why are you so brave today, I can't resist it." ” Zheng Zhuoyi ignored the man and slammed a heavy fist into the defensive target.
The target bounced off the man's cheek.
He snorted softly, covered his face and squatted down: "Boss, I can't bear it, let's take a break." ” Zheng Zhuoyi glanced at the man, jumped down from the small ring, walked to the sandbag on the side, and began to hit the sandbag hard.
"What's wrong with the boss today, I'd better stay away."
The man muttered quietly and snuck out of the training room.
Zheng Zhuoyi punched the sandbag like a punch.
Zheng Zhuoyao's series of questions kept echoing in his mind: "You have always stayed in S City and never left, has she ever come back to find you, she has told you that she is going to study abroad, but as a result, she didn't go, where did she go, did she tell you that she didn't come to you, and she didn't let you find her, this is not giving up."
Zheng Zhuoyi threw a punch hard, hitting the edge of the sandbag, hesitated too hard, leaned forward, and the swinging sandbag hit his cheek hard.
He hugged the sandbag, panting, and looked at the ground in front of him with burning eyes: "Yes, why didn't Xiaocheng come to me and let me go to her Why this question that has bothered me for two years, should I ask clearly?"
"How can you practice boxing by yourself, I'll accompany you."
Situ Ran didn't know when he was standing behind Zheng Zhuoyi.
Zheng Zhuoyi glanced at Situ Ran, let go of the sandbag in his arms, and turned to walk towards the door of the training room.
"Hey, you don't practice anymore," Situ Ran asked behind Zheng Zhuoyi.
"Don't practice, I'm hungry, I want to eat."
Zheng Zhuoyi took off his gloves and walked out of the training room.
"It's just right, I haven't eaten yet, let's eat together."
Situ Ran reached out and patted Zheng Zhuoyi's shoulder.
Zheng Zhuoyi sat at the dining table, frowned slightly and looked at Situ Ran who was sitting opposite, and asked angrily, "Hey, Situ Ran, why are we here to eat steak?"
"You've had a rare formal outfit today, just in time for a steak."
Situ Ran gently squeezed the knife and fork and cut the steak on the plate.
Zheng Zhuoyi leaned over and whispered: "Two men, eating steak face to face, don't you feel awkward?"
"I don't think so."
Situ Ran put a piece of steak in his mouth and chewed it slowly: "I negotiate business with people, and I often eat in Western restaurants.
The steak here is delicious, you taste it. ” "Obviously, the food is in Chinese food, what kind of Western food to eat."
Zheng Zhuoyi muttered in a low voice, and his eyes secretly looked around: "I think the people around us look at us strangely." ” "Yes, why don't I think."
Situ Ran looked around disapprerovingly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Everyone else is eating steak with their heads down, how can they have the kung fu to look at the two of us."
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Eat with peace of mind. ” Zheng Zhuoyi pursed his lips and lowered his head to cut the steak on his plate.
Situ Ran looked at Zheng Zhuoyi, raised his glass of water at him, and said softly: "Come, replace wine with water, let's have a drink." ” "What's there to toast toast to."
Zheng Zhuoyi disdained to cater to Situ Ran, and bowed his head to eat steak.
"A toast to your rare formal outfit today."
Situ Ran smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked up and down the clothes on Zheng Zhuoyi's body: "Then again, your clothes look very familiar." ” Zheng Zhuoyi looked down at the suit on his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a wicked smile: "Of course it's familiar, this is your clothes." ” "You wear my clothes" Situ Ran looked at Zheng Zhuoyi with stunned eyes, and asked in a low voice: "You actually entered my bedroom without my consent and rummaged through my wardrobe." ” "Who told you not to send me home last night, you have to drag me to your house."
Zheng Zhuoyi glanced at Situ Ran lightly: "I have to change into a set of clean clothes every morning."
Hey, I said Situ Ran, the clothes in your closet are too monotonous, either a shirt or a suit, the color of the shirt is either white or blue, and the color of the suit is either black or gray.
You dress like this every day, don't you get annoyed?"
"It's good to get used to it."
Situ Ran looked at Zheng Zhuoyi and smiled slightly: "And there is another benefit." ” "What are the benefits," Zheng Zhuoyi raised his eyes and looked at Situ Ran.
"When you wake up in the morning to choose clothes, you never have to choose hard."
Situ Ran's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth revealed uninhibitedness.
Zheng Zhuoyi couldn't help but laugh softly when he heard this: "Yes, it seems to be the same in any one you wear."
Can you mix and match your suit top and pants?
” "It's not all, for example, you can't mix and match with other clothes and pants."
Situ Ran glanced at the suit on Zheng Zhuoyi's body with his eyes.
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