I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 57 I'm still with you in the time you don't know (3)
There were not many people, except for a few senior reporters who had a good relationship in the office, they were either trainee reporters like Wen Ge, or interns who didn't even have a salary.

A while ago, Wen Ge followed the news about the sewage discharge of the factory that ran to the teacher, which received widespread attention from the citizens of City A. After a period of follow-up investigation and evidence collection, he ran around the factories and interviewed with the cheek, and has been doing After many sessions, I finally got the attention of the leaders and paid a bonus, which is why I have a treat for the teacher today.

The restaurant where the teacher invited guests is notoriously difficult to get a seat in City A. If you make a reservation a few hours in advance, you have to wait until seven o'clock to get a room.

Probably all the little people are the same, they are not glamorous, but also very ordinary, but each face has its own unique smile, they are working hard for their lives every minute, and their days are full and busy.

Wen Ge propped his chin, squinted his eyes and smiled as everyone let go of the chaotic scene at this moment, raised his hand and rubbed his brows, just about to order some food to fill his stomach, when he saw a colleague who didn't know what to say Suddenly turned to look at himself.

With a twitch between her eyebrows, she fed a vegetable into her mouth calmly, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Ge, tell us about your mixed-race friend! When I asked you last time, you said it was just an ordinary friendship. You see, there are so many single girls here. If you have no idea, can you introduce me?" Sister Ling laughed herself as she said that, and bumped her elbow into the smiling face who was blushing but bright-eyed.

Wen Ge's expression remained unchanged: "He likes babes, the kind with big breasts and big butt."

The girls got together and immediately burst into laughter, and instead of continuing to pursue this topic, they asked, "Then Xiao Ge, how is your relationship status? The sisters have confessed today, and you have to talk about it too. "

Wen Ge was taken aback for a moment, feeling that after drinking, his mind started to get knotted.

She propped her chin and thought for a while, then replied: "I have no relationship situation, and I have never been in a relationship so far. The only person I like ended four years ago." To affirm or convince myself, I repeated: "It ended four years ago."

No one noticed her strangeness, and they laughed together again, and someone shouted loudly: "Hey, single male colleagues, pay attention, our Xiaoge is still single, just like a rabbit, it's not for nothing, it has ideas Hurry up."

Wen Ge also laughed, and when she was tired from laughing, she picked up the barley tea and took a few sips. The tea she had just changed into was cold, and the bitterness made the tip of her tongue a little numb.

The dinner party didn't end until around nine o'clock, and Wen Ge was the most sober one, holding one in his left hand and one in his right, and stuffed them into the taxi one by one at the door, and then he leaned against the wall with some exhaustion to catch his breath.

There were two female colleagues and two male colleagues who did not leave. Including her, there were five people in total. They had a good capacity for alcohol, and they were thinking about going to the KTV to continue drinking.Wen Ge became addicted to alcohol, nodded and agreed to go together, waiting for them to discuss the location.

Not far away was a traffic light. She stared at the changing light for a while, then turned her head and saw Wen Shaoyuan who had just come out of the restaurant and was standing not far away looking at her.

His appearance came without warning, and even against the background of the light and shadow, it was too illusory to be real.

Wen Ge stared at him blankly for a while, looking at the deep and deep eyes as in memory, at the slanted shadow cast by his tall nose bridge on the side of his face, at the slightly displeased him slightly Her pursed lips were trembling, she turned her head, her heart was pounding, and even her breathing became a little short.

The four colleagues discussed the result, called Wen Ge, and waved to her: "Wen Ge, let's go."

Wen Ge didn't turn his head, and looked directly at Wen Shaoyuan who was talking to his companion, hesitating whether to go over to say hello as if nothing had happened, but he had already turned around, gave her a deep look, and walked over.

His handsome face and elegant demeanor became more and more dazzling with the passage of time.

The colleague behind her suddenly fell silent, and the female colleague who was close quietly touched her little finger and asked in a low voice, "Xiaoge, do you know him?"

Wen Ge's palms were wet with sweat, but his expression was pretending to be calm. When he turned around, he saw Fu Xiao, and introduced without extra emotion: "This is my uncle, Wen Shaoyuan."

After saying that, Wen Shaoyuan had already walked behind her. Hearing her introduction, he frowned, noncommittal.

His footsteps stopped a few steps behind her, his slender body blocked the light on the restaurant's signboard, and enveloped him heavily.

Wen Shaoyuan raised his hand to press her shoulder, leaned closer and sniffed lightly, and unsurprisingly smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body.He tightened his fingers slightly, pulled back very naturally, and held Wen Gexu in his arms: "Shall I take you back?"

Wen Ge was taken aback by his familiar movements, and subconsciously shook his head: "I still want to be with my colleagues..."

Before she finished speaking, Wen Shaoyuan looked up at the four colleagues in front of her, with a questioning look in his eyes, the aura made it impossible to refute, and the purpose of deterrence was achieved quietly.

Wen Ge was kindly pushed to Wen Shaoyuan by her colleagues. Seeing their fading figures, she looked back at Wen Shaoyuan who was expressionless, rolled her eyes, and walked in the opposite direction.

Looking at her still somewhat thin figure, Wen Shaoyuan frowned secretly, but didn't make a sound to stop him. After thinking for a while, he followed her silently.

After walking for a while like this, Wen Ge looked at the shadow under his feet, couldn't help sighing, stood still, and turned around.

Wen Shaoyuan also stopped two steps in front of her.

It was only then that Wen Ge noticed that he had also drank a lot of wine, and his eyes were a little drunk, surprisingly bright.

"I didn't drive." He said suddenly, his eyes fell on the taxis hurrying on the street, "Take a taxi to take you back."

The tone was light and peaceful, as if it had crushed the night, with a coolness like water.

Wen Ge's gaze fell on the two-step distance between the two of them, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh—isn't such a slight distance between them the same that they have always maintained?One step further is an obstacle, one step back is obsession.

She seemed to have suddenly found the position between the two of them, and all kinds of thoughts that were originally entangled like lush grass were instantly sorted out.

She took a deep breath and didn't refuse again: "Thank you, uncle."

She is full of smiles, her smile looks standard and friendly, but in fact she is not close at all, as if she is separated by a distance, not far away, but just cannot be touched.

Wen Shaoyuan frowned subconsciously, and just about to say something, she turned around and walked towards the street: "Uncle, I can go back by myself, I will send you a text message when I get home."

She glanced at him while talking, those eyes were as bright as stars under the light: "I heard from An Ran that my great-grandfather has not been in good health these days, when you go back, please say hello to him for me. "

He hasn't been back for a long time.

This sentence came to her mouth, but when she met her bright eyes, she couldn't say it.

In the end, he just nodded and hummed.

Wen Ge was still smiling, as if deliberately maintaining a good image in front of an elder, which made him feel extremely glaring.

After getting into the car, Wen Ge got into the back seat, afraid that he would also sit in, closed the door behind him, and waved to him through the window to say goodbye.Immediately, she leaned slightly, put her hands on the seat and reported the address to the driver, and without looking back at him, the taxi drove away.

Wen Shaoyuan looked at the bright yellow taxi expressionlessly, clenched his hands into fists, and the suppressed emotions burst out in an instant like a blowout, making him look extraordinarily tired.

He walked back a few steps, suddenly reached out and violently tore off the tie, and threw it away.

The sudden cold temperature around him made him look like Shura in hell, gloomy and gloomy, full of murderous aura.

After Wen Ge got home, he took a shower, and then sent Wen Shaoyuan a text message to report his safety, which was as short as two words: Arrived.

After a while, he replied to the text message: Close the doors and windows, sober up before going to bed, and remember to set the alarm clock if you have to go to work tomorrow.

Wen Ge stared at the text message for a long time, then threw the phone beside the bed.

She lay flat on the bed, looked at the soft halo reflected by the light on the ceiling, closed her eyes fiercely, pulled up the quilt and covered her, and went to sleep.

When Yang Qiao came to find Wen Ge, she had just stayed up all night to revise the press release, and was urged by Teacher Xiang to lie down on the table to sleep for a while, but she was woken up by Sister Ling when she fell asleep, saying that a handsome friend was looking for her.

Wen Ge walked out sleepily. Seeing that it was Yang Qiao, she couldn't keep up her spirits. Like a wilted eggplant, she randomly found a place to sit down and slid down. She nestled in the chair without any image and continued to close her eyes. Rest: "Say what you have to say, I'll listen."

In the past few years, Yang Qiao had never seen her look so lifeless. She was secretly surprised, and touched her forehead with her hand, but she didn't expect that just as her fingertip touched her, she was snapped by Wen Ge.

She looked around vigilantly, and pretended to give him a hard look: "Speak well, why do you move?"

Yang Qiao knew her tricks like a paper tiger very well, so she was not frightened at all, and reached out to touch her face again, and she pulled her finger off without any surprise: "You are still addicted to sports, aren't you?" ?”

Yang Qiao's fingertips hurt from being twisted by her, and she yelled twice: "It's done! Quickly let me go, let go..."

"You don't have to drink a toast." Wen Ge muttered, and then let go of his hand, "What do you want from me? They all came to work."

"A new batch of jade bracelets has arrived. I took a look. These batches are of good quality. Some of them are relatively good. When will I come and have a look?"

When he mentioned this, Wen Ge remembered that when she had just returned to China, she had been with Xu Liqing day and night, and when she saw that her wrists were empty and she was not wearing anything, she paid attention to it for a while.Later, when she was shopping, she went shopping with Xu Liqing to the jewelry store and saw that Xu Liqing seemed to like jade bracelets, so she had the idea of ​​giving Xu Liqing jade bracelets.

Coincidentally, Yang Qiao's cousin owns a jewelry store, so Wen Ge asked Yang Qiao to have a look together. If there was nothing he particularly liked, he waited for his cousin to say, "The next batch of goods will be of better quality".

As a result, as soon as there were too many things, this matter was left behind by her.If Yang Qiao hadn't mentioned it, unless Wen Ge passed by the jewelry store one day, she would never have remembered it.

Thinking of this, she immediately made a decision: "Just tonight."

Cousin Yang Qiao's jewelry store is in the newly built commercial street, just one street away from the old street, very close.

After Wen Ge and Yang Qiao had dinner, they walked north along the old street, passed through the dim alleys hung with tile lamps, and walked slowly on the wet bluestone slabs after the rain.

The old houses on both sides exude a light fragrance of wood, and the air is filled with damp water vapor.

Some street shops set up small tents outside, a narrow wooden board was erected at the window, and several high stools were placed.

Several young people were sitting on high stools, talking softly.

The hot and spicy soup exudes a strong five-scent, which makes people's index fingers move.

Wen Ge sniffed his mouth, and when he saw something he liked, he rushed in to get two skewers, and then patted Yang Qiao on the shoulder heroically: "The living expenses are over, I'm counting on you."

Yang Qiao rolled her eyes, and went to pay her with a handful of change in her hand.

After eating all the way to Xinjie, Wen Ge patted his round stomach with satisfaction, and didn't spend any extra time shopping, and followed Yang Qiao directly to the jewelry store.

Yang Qiao's cousin is a very business-minded person. I heard that he started the jewelry business more than ten years ago. Not only in City A, he has signed exclusive agents in many places, but I heard that he is not very keen on doing it. Big business, otherwise, after more than ten years of business, it would not be a problem to open a jewelry company by myself.

This is the second time Wen Ge has come with Yang Qiao, and he is already familiar with the shop assistants here. The shop manager standing outside the counter welcomes them in: "The boss has some distinguished guests, you two sit here for a while."

Wen Ge looked around for a while, waved his hands, smiled, and was very talkative: "It's okay, Yang Qiao and I are waiting here, you go and do your work."

Yang Qiao turned her head to look at her, and took the lead to sit down on the mahogany chair: "I'm going to die in the morning, but now I'm energetic again?"

"No." Wen Ge was looking at the delicately carved window railing curiously - the last time I came here, I didn't sit in this VIP seat because the jade bracelet didn't suit my liking, but today I saw it, it's really original.

Influenced by Sui Anran, she is particularly fond of things with a sense of history.

The store manager came again to deliver tea. The celadon teacup had a somewhat lustrous texture, and the ups and downs of tea in the cup highlighted the elegance of the teacup.

She leaned on the armrest and sat down, took a sip of tea, and then slowly finished the sentence just now: "Aren't I full? I will rest tomorrow, and thinking about this will make me refreshed."

"That place doesn't have much future." Yang Qiao muttered, her dark brown eyes glistening under the light, as if water was flowing, "Why don't you change your job and become a housewife?"

Before Wen Ge had time to despise him, the bead curtain diagonally opposite was lifted by a pair of delicate hands, a woman poked her head out and looked over with a faint smile: "Xiao Qiao and friends are here?"

Yang Qiao stood up and called out "cousin".

Wen Ge's tongue was tied up for a moment, but he didn't think of a suitable address, and seeing Yang Qiao's cousin looking over quietly, she also called "cousin".

As soon as she finished calling, she was a little dumbfounded.

The cousin replied crisply, and walked out from behind the bead curtain, followed by Wen Ge who was so familiar with Wen Ge - Wen Shaoyuan.

When the bead curtain fell, there was a crisp crashing sound.

The cousin looked back at Wen Shaoyuan, and asked softly, "Is it an old friend?"

Wen Shaoyuan narrowed his eyes that didn't have much emotion, and when he looked up at Wen Ge again, his eyes were a little more shallow, gentle, and a little colder, and he hummed as a response.

The cuffs of the white shirt were folded at the wrist by him, revealing a perfectly lined wrist bone.The collar of the shirt was undone with two buttons, and it was slightly open.The faint coldness between his brows and eyes made it impossible to discern his emotions at the moment.

Wen Ge was stunned for a moment, then laughed, walked up to him a few steps, took his arm and introduced to Yang Qiao, "Yang Qiao, this is my uncle."

Wen Shaoyuan's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head to look at her hand that was vainly clasping his arm. It was so alienated, reflecting her expression without a hint of embarrassment, an unknown fire burst into his heart, and his face sank again unconsciously. down.

As for Yang Qiao, who is not on the right track, he sized him up and asked curiously: "Wen Ge, do you still have uncle? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Wen Ge raised his head and glanced at Wen Shaoyuan, and quickly let go of the hand that was only held in vain: "Because my relationship with my uncle is not very good. Uncle, right?"

In the latter sentence, she asked Wen Shaoyuan directly, and her tone was full of mischievousness. No one would think that she was really asking him. Only Wen Shaoyuan could hear the hidden thorns in her words.

He frowned, and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, seeing her still smiling but indifferent expression, he immediately dismissed the idea, turned around and walked into the inner room first: "Come in. "

Wen Ge curled his lips quietly and shrugged towards Yang Qiao.

Seeing her little gesture, Yang Qiao's cousin thought she was naughty, smiled and looked at Yang Qiao, beckoning the two of them to come in together.

Yang Qiao's cousin was sitting on the sofa, and when he saw Wen Ge following Yang Qiao, he smiled and said, "I've already gone to get you a jade bracelet."

Wen Ge glanced at Yang Qiao, scratched his head, and followed Yang Qiao bitterly and called out, "Cousin."

Wen Shaoyuan's eyebrows twitched, and his gloomy eyes glanced at her with a bit of displeasure, but he didn't say anything, he lowered his head and played with a jade wrench in his hand, but his face was livid no matter what he looked at.

Not long after, Yang Qiao's cousin brought over some jade bracelets, all of which were of good quality.Wen Ge mentioned the approximate price before, and she was not worried that the price of these jade bracelets was too high for her to bear.

Looking around, but couldn't see anything famous, Wen Ge subconsciously leaned back in the chair, and handed the jade bracelet in his hand to Yang Qiao: "Help me see which one looks good."

(End of this chapter)