Yun Piaopiao looked at Zheng Zhuoyi's departing figure, reached out to pick up a doughnut, looked at Pei Xiaocheng and asked, "Do you like to eat doughnuts?"
Pei Xiaocheng nodded lightly: "I have been very fond of round foods since I was a child, such as steamed buns, Lantern Festival, and all kinds of meatballs, all of which are my favorites."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yun Piaopiao's mouth, and her tone revealed meaning: "Donuts mean different things to us, you are because of the shape, I am because of the fun, and some people are because of someone." ” Pei Xiaocheng looked at Yun Piaopiao inexplicably: "Interesting, this donut is an interesting story for you?"
Yun Piaopiao smiled without saying a word, put the doughnut in his mouth and chewed it.
For dinner, the three of them ate their own thoughts.
Yun Piaopiao was the first to put down the cutlery in her hand, and she wiped her mouth with a napkin: "I'm sorry, I have to go to work tomorrow, I want to go back early."
Eat slowly.
She said as she stood up and was about to leave.
"I'm done eating, I'll give it to you."
Zheng Zhuoyi said and stood up.
"No need."
Yun Piaopiao looked at Pei Xiaocheng with his eyes, and said urgently: "You are friends who haven't seen you for many years, you must have a lot to say, I'll just go back by myself." ” "No, I picked you up, and of course I want to send you back."
Zheng Zhuoyi insisted.
"I'm not a child, so I don't need to borrow it and send it around."
Yun Piaopiao still declined.
"Let's go together, I'll eat too."
Pei Xiaocheng also stood up and looked at the two who were arguing with a smile.
Yun Piaopiao looked at the steak on Pei Xiaocheng's plate, and an apologetic look appeared on her face: "Miss Pei, I'm sorry, I only cared about myself going home, and I didn't take you into account."
Actually, I'm not in a hurry, you eat slowly. ” Pei Xiaocheng shook his head slightly: "Actually, my stomach is not good, and the concert is long, so I ate some things first."
So, I'm not hungry that much.
I've really eaten, let's go together. ” The three of them walked to the door of the restaurant, Yun Piaopiao looked at the misty drizzle, turned his head to Zheng Zhuoyi and said, "You send Miss Pei back."
I took a taxi back by myself. ” "Why" Zheng Zhuoyi looked at Yun Piaopiao puzzled: "I can send her first, and then send you home." ” "No need, it's too much trouble, I want to go home now."
Yun Piaopiao looked up and looked for a taxi.
"Actually, I don't need you to send it."
Pei Xiaocheng stretched out his hand and pointed to a car not far from the side of the road: "The car that picked me up is already waiting for me over there." ” Zheng Zhuoyi and Yun Piaopiao followed the sound and looked at the cars parked on the side of the road.
I saw that the glass window of the car slowly opened, revealing a gap.
There was a person sitting inside, who was playing Phoenix with Pei Xiaocheng at the concert, the man who was drumming.
"Orange Orange."
The man waved his arm at Pei Xiaocheng.
Pei Xiaocheng also waved at the man, and then turned his head to look at Zheng Zhuoyi: "Can you please send me over?"
Zheng Zhuoyi nodded lightly, opened the umbrella in his hand, and turned his head to look at Yun Piaopiao: "You wait for me here, I'll be back immediately."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Pei Xiaocheng's shoulder, and the two walked towards the car on the side of the road with umbrellas.
Yun Piaopiao looked at the two figures leaning against each other under an umbrella, and a trace of soreness appeared in her heart.
Zheng Zhuoyi sent Pei Xiaocheng to the car, opened the car door, and waited for her to sit down slowly.
Then he closed the car door and turned to leave, but his arm was gently grabbed.
"Table, I'll stay in S City for a week, find a time, I want to have a good talk with you."
Pei Xiaocheng handed a business card to Zheng Zhuoyi's hand: "There is my mobile phone number on it, you can call me when you are free." ” Zheng Zhuoyi took the business card and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, he nodded politely at Pei Xiaocheng: "Goodbye."
With that, he turned around and walked back.
"Orange Orange, he is your former boyfriend" The man sitting in the driver's seat looked at Pei Xiaocheng and asked softly.
"When I came back this time, I saw him again and found that he had changed a lot."
Pei Xiaocheng's eyes were still staring at Zheng Zhuoyi's back through the glass window covered with rain.
"People change more or less over time.
You've changed a lot in recent years, haven't you?"
the man's soft voice sounded again.
Pei Xiaocheng turned his head to look at the man and smiled slightly: "Amon, you shouldn't be my assistant, you should be a psychiatrist."
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You know what, you always soothe my depressed mood. ” "Whether it's an assistant or a psychiatrist, as long as I can be by your side, I don't care what I do."
The man known as Amon gently started the car.
"Thank you, Amon, for the past two years, but fortunately you have been by my side."
Pei Xiaocheng leaned back in the chair and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Amon turned his head to look at Pei Xiaocheng, who was slightly tired, and said with concern: "For the sake of this concert, you didn't have a good rest yesterday."
Close your eyes and rest for a while, and when you get to the place, I'll call you. ” "Hmm."
Pei Xiaocheng nodded lightly and slowly closed his eyes.
Amon looked at Pei Xiaocheng sideways, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Zheng Zhuoyi turned around and walked back to the door of the restaurant, but he didn't see Yun Piaopiao's figure.
He looked around: "Piao Piao, Piao Piao."
He saw a familiar figure on the path next to the restaurant, and he hurried after it.
Yun Piaopiao's eyes looked straight at the ground, walking in the fine rain.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm and held an umbrella above his head.
"What are you running around, didn't you make you wait for me," Zheng Zhuoyi complained with some annoyance.
"I have to go to work tomorrow, and I'm in a hurry to get home."
Yun Piaopiao lowered his head and continued to walk forward.
Zheng Zhuoyi grabbed Yun Piaopiao's arm again: "It's raining so hard, are you going to go home in the rain?"
"I don't brave the rain to go home, what's your business" Yun Piaopiao shook off Zheng Zhuoyi's arm vigorously.
"Are you angry, what's wrong," Zheng Zhuoyi said, and reached out to pull Yun Piao's arm.
Yun Piaopiao threw away Zheng Zhuoyi's arm again: "You don't care about me, I can go home by myself." ” "Going home is the way to go."
Zheng Zhuoyi looked sideways in the direction behind him, and then said: "Aren't you in a hurry to go home, you can walk faster than I can drive" "Me" "Why is it raining so heavily for me, you just don't feel happy in your heart, let's go back to the car first."
Zheng Zhuoyi reached out and put his hand on Yun Piaopiao's shoulder, hugged her tightly in his arms, and turned around and walked in the direction of his car.
"I'll go on my own, you let me go."
Yun Piaopiao twisted her body while involuntarily following Zheng Zhuoyi forward.
"Don't let go.
As soon as I let go, I'm afraid you'll run away again.
Zheng Zhuoyi stubbornly hugged the person in his arms.
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