i really like you

Tang Yuan couldn't remember the small town circled on the map two years ago.

Just when he was about to gnaw his index finger knuckles bleeding, his wrist was grabbed, and he said dejectedly, "I tried my best, but I still don't know which town it is."

"Stupid," Pei Wenjin stroked his wrist with his thumb, "Call Song Chao."

The anxiety in Tang Yuan's eyes instantly froze, that's right, since Xiao Chao will arrive tomorrow, he must know the address, so he quickly dialed the phone.

After a few rings, the other end answered, followed by Song Chao's voice, with a slight nasal sound, as if he was sleeping.

Tang Yuan was momentarily confused, "Xiao Chao?"

"Hmm..." Song Chao, "Did Zhang Shuran look for you just now?"

Tang Yuan was even more confused, he knew everything and could still sleep? "I found it. I can't remember which town it is."

Song Chao was not surprised at all that Tang Yuan would forget, but Zhang Shuran had a deep memory and was even obsessed with it. He said the address, "I'll sleep again."

"Wait!" Tang Yuan called people to stop, "Aren't you worried, Xiao Chao?"

"What are you worried about? Now that I don't start school, I'm very free. Even the big bosses who have acquired several companies are willing to waste time. I have nothing to worry about."

Song Chao hung up after saying this, and Tang Yuan called again, "He wants me to go alone, and it will take two days, how about you?"

"It's just the four of us gathering." Song Chao paused, "Xiao Yuan, A Lie is already at his place."

Tang Yuan heard the meaning of these words, they couldn't put Ariel in danger, they had no choice but to follow suit.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuan asked the people around him puzzled, "Zhang Shuran is now known as a successful entrepreneur. He has been reported in the financial newspapers every now and then. He has become a frequent visitor. At his age, there were several acquisitions. They are carried out side by side, and the marriage is stronger and stronger, how many of them can go smoothly? What is he not satisfied with, insisting on being a demon?"

"Maybe it's engagement syndrome." Pei Wenjin said, "It might also be a discordant sex life."

Tang Yuan, "..."

He couldn't laugh or cry, "Brother, don't tease me."

Pei Wenjin squeezed the young man's face, got on the motorcycle and said, "Sit in the back and go back first."

Tang Yuan just wanted to ask, why are you so calm, when you suddenly remembered that he went to Zhang's house at the end of last year.

Then the man was the same as now, only to hold him in the snow, trembling all over.

Silence is the hardest mask in the world.

Tang Yuan sat down slowly and wrapped his arms around the man's waist from behind. His instinct told him that as long as he went to the appointment, his father would come back.

Even if his father's current whereabouts have nothing to do with Zhang Shuran.

Very weird intuition.

"hand."

The voice next to his ear disrupted Tang Yuan's thoughts, and he asked angrily, "What's wrong with your hand?"

There was teasing in Pei Wenjin's deep voice, "Put it up a bit, don't put it so low, I don't want to drive dangerously."

The corner of Tang Yuan's mouth could not stop twitching.

After returning home, Tang Yuan and Pei Wenjin went into the room to discuss.

Pei's mother and Pei's father were sitting in the main room. On the table were boiled corn and washed peaches.

"Is something wrong with the company?"

"Looks like it."

"Going to work is different from going to school. There is no summer vacation, so I shouldn't come back at this time. It's a waste of time."

"My son is homesick, can't you come back and see?"

"It's fine for him to come back by himself, and he brought back the company's little boss. Isn't this a crime?"

Mother Pei patted the cattail fan on the table vigorously, "My son has always done things steadily, if something happened, it must be an accident!"

Father Pei didn't match his words, "Did you see that green jade pendant around his neck?"

Mother Pei didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"Pretend I didn't ask." Father Pei took a peach and went out.

Mother Pei called Zhang Ping, her son's old classmate, but she couldn't get through. She sat in the main room, and after an unknown amount of time, chickens and ducks rushed home one by one, reminding her that it was time to cook dinner.

The day goes by quickly.

The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, so Tang Yuan followed Pei Wenjin back to his hometown all the way. He only stayed for one day and had to rush back before seeing the surrounding scenery. He still had to catch the earliest bus.

Fortunately, it was summer, and the sky appeared early, otherwise it would be a smear on the road.

Pei's father and Pei's mother didn't sleep much at night, and the two elders were busy in their own room, busy packing things for their son to take away tomorrow.

There are dried beans, dried bamboo shoots, dried plums, soybeans, mung beans, peanuts, sesame seeds, as well as fresh corn, peas, and hundreds of native eggs, packed in large white buckets, with a thick layer of dry straw underneath.

Except for the local eggs, everything is packed in a separate bag, and the mouth of the bag is tightly tied with a red rope, and they are neatly placed together.

In the morning, Tang Yuan stared at those big and small bags, and was stunned. After a while, he turned his head to look at his old Pei.

Pei Wenjin caught envy from the young man's eyes, and he lowered his voice very low, with a hint of pampering, "It's all yours."

"You said it." Tang Yuan pursed his lips and said with the same volume, "I haven't stayed enough. This year you will bring me back for the New Year, and my dad."

Pei Wenjin straightened the unfinished clothes behind the boy, "Well, I said so."

Father Pei who came out of the house happened to see this scene, his brows were wrinkled, he didn't go over, but turned back to the house, sat on the small bamboo chair, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

Mother Pei was sitting on the bedside preparing a red envelope, and she scolded him when she saw him smoking, "Smoking early in the morning is a life-threatening thing, isn't it? What's the matter with your health?"

Father Pei smoked in muffled puffs, ignoring him.

Mother Pei scolded a few words, but got no response at all. She put the red envelope in her pocket, "Wen Jin didn't come back for Chinese New Year last year, but he will definitely come back this year. The solar calendar is in June, and the lunar calendar is more than April. Time passes quickly. Once half a year is over, the second half will be even faster."

"Who cares for him to come back." Father Pei coughed several times, and his complexion changed a lot. "It's better if he doesn't come back for the New Year, so that you won't be surrounded by him as soon as he comes back, and I'll be a fart."

Mother Pei stepped forward and kicked his wife, "What's your rivalry with your son?"

"I'm still struggling, how can I have him without me?" Father Pei turned his body to face the window, and gave her the back of his head, "Hurry up and get out, don't hang around in front of me, it's annoying."

Mother Pei was so angry that she said, "Then why don't you go out with me before your son leaves, and the two of us will talk about it in front of him, the days are running out, let's break up!"

Father Pei turned his head abruptly and stared at him.

Mother Pei also stared at him.

The old couple stared at each other for 2 minutes, then both went to the hall.

Pei's mother took her son and gave them instructions. For example, when it's hot, remember to cook mung bean soup, cook at home if you have time, eat outside unhygienic, and go to the hospital for an examination if your heart feels uncomfortable. Be sure to take it with you, no matter how much money you earn, your health is not important...

When Pei Wenjin was listening, Tang Yuan was standing beside him.

Father Pei glanced back and forth between the two of them, taking the last few puffs of his cigarette, "It's almost done, just talk on the phone if you have anything to say."

The implication is more phone calls.

Most of the things were carried by Pei Wenjin, so Tang Yuan carried a backpack and dragged a small black suitcase.

Pei's father sent them to the door, and Pei's mother followed them all the way to the town, waiting for the bus with them.

Pei's mother looked at her son, looked at the child next to him, and said kindly, "Xiao Yuan, come here with Wen Jin next time, don't come in summer, it's too hot, there are many mosquitoes, spring and autumn are good, the weather is bad Whether it is cold or not, it can be more comfortable."

Tang Yuan smiled and hummed.

Mother Pei took out the hot red envelope from her pants pocket, "Keep this one away."

Tang Yuan was a little surprised, "Auntie, I..."

"Take it." Mother Pei interrupted him, "It's not much money, it's just a little kindness from my uncle and aunt."

Tang Yuan peeked at Pei Wenjin, saw him nod his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to receive the red envelope.

After a while, the bus to the city came.

Tang Yuan and Pei Wenjin got into the car. Their luck was pretty good, and they sat in the middle front seat.

Mother Pei followed the bus for a while, and didn't stop until the bus was out of sight.

Tang Yuan took that scene into his eyes, and a corner of his heart was touched. He thought of his mother, either frozen in a beautiful photo frame, or active on the big stage in the video.

Only not in his memory.

Before he could remember, she left this world in a hurry.

Pei Wenjin saw the boy's thoughts, "Missing mother?"

"Well," Tang Yuan's nose was sour, "Why did your mother give me a red envelope?"

Pei Wenjin closed his eyelids, "Meeting ceremony."

Tang Yuan adjusted his sitting posture and became more comfortable, "Is it a custom here? You bring others to your house, and this is also the case?"

"No," Pei Wenjin said, "You have it."

So Tang Yuan was overjoyed, and ran to his face uncontrollably. He opened the red envelope and looked at it, and found that there were one thousand and eight. He couldn't help being a little surprised, "So much?"

Pei Wenjin lifted his eyelids and turned his head.

"Why, you don't think my family has money, so you think eighteen thousand is not much?" Tang Yuan put the money back into the red envelope solemnly, "I think six hundred, or eight hundred, you know there are so many , I won’t accept it.”

Pei Wenjin closed his eyelids again, his thin lips curled slightly, "The old couple are not short of money."

Tang Yuan said that those were two different things, and after he finished speaking, he fell silent and turned his head to look at the constantly receding street scene outside the car window.

Come here nervously, go back nervously, with two emotions of irritability and depression attached, what the hell is this?Sorry.

There was a voice in my ear, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

The voice seemed to have magical powers, Tang Yuan's eyelids began to sink uncontrollably when he heard it, and it didn't take long for them to stick together.

Pei Wenjin, who was closing his eyes, opened them.

He took out his mobile phone to scan something, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering what was under his eyes.

When the bus was replaced by a train, Tang Yuan lost his sleepiness, and the seeds of anxiety in his heart were racing against time to germinate and grow. He strolled back and forth on the aisle, with outstanding appearance and abnormal behavior, attracting the attention of passengers on both sides from time to time.

Pei Wenjin bought a financial newspaper and a weekly gossip magazine at the station, and he sat on his seat and flipped through them. The aura of elites spread around, and no one read them in a fair and honest manner.

When Tang Yuan looked around like this, Pei Wenjin's aura was the most impressive.

It seems that nothing can make him panic, and everything is under his control.

Tang Yuan looked at it, and his heart was not so irritable. He went to wash his face and put his face back on it, "Give me something to see."

Pei Wenjin gave him the Gossip Weekly.

Tang Yuan flipped through it, and there was an engagement report of Zhang Zhou's family, which took up the most space, and every photo was very clear. It seems that a group of media reporters were invited on the day of the engagement.

The male protagonist is tall and handsome, and the female protagonist is dignified and elegant. Doden is right. Everyone who has read the report will probably think so.

Tang Yuan turned from the beginning to the end, the marriage of a wealthy family is a necessary process, similar with minor differences.

How the previous generation came here, this generation will come here. The times are different, but we are following the old path.

Born in a wealthy family, you have to live like that.

It can be special, but it depends on whether you can bear the huge price.

It is a normal phenomenon for two people to form a husband and wife because of family interests, formal marriage, contract marriage, and finally a series of jokes, which lasts for a year or two, or they do not communicate with each other until they die together.

Marriage first and then love, people who happen to be right for each other, happy and happy from then on, love for a lifetime, that is not normal, it is asking God to open the back door and hit the big luck.

The most common thing is to respect each other and not interfere with each other, which is already considered very good.

Tang Yuan didn't know where Zhang Shuran and Zhou Jia would go. From the photos, Zhou's family was very satisfied with him, and the two families were happy.

From a reasonable point of view, Zhang Shuran has such a good hole card in his hand, he will not lose no matter how he plays in the future, and it is impossible to go crazy.

After Tang Yuan finished reading the weekly magazine, Pei Wenjin gave him the newspaper and asked him to continue reading.

There was also a report about Zhang Shuran in the newspaper, and it was an interview about him. Tang Yuan read it word by word in his heart. Those contents outlined a young and wise general who had just embarked on a journey, full of fighting spirit, ambitious, and at the same time he had a heart for the world. .

So Zhang Shuran would not do anything that would destroy his future.

Tang Yuan understood Pei Wenjin's intentions, and he folded the newspaper in half, "We went back and discussed it yesterday, and I know it well."

Pei Wenjin glanced at him, "Really?"

Tang Yuan rubbed his face and became more energetic, "It really is."

Since it has nothing to do with the career line, if nothing else happens, it has something to do with the relationship line. No matter what trick Zhang Shuran makes, he can answer it.

If you can catch it, if you can't catch it, you have to catch it, and you won't escape.

There was an elderly couple sitting opposite, the old lady got motion sickness, and the grandfather didn't nagging in her ear, but kept holding her hand and patting her gently, like coaxing a child.

Tang Yuan glanced at it, and was even more moved. He is not yet 19 years old, and his life has just begun, so he can't wait to learn the eight words "hold your hand, and you will grow old" all over again.

I don't know if it's good or not.

Pei Wenjin grabbed two jujubes from the bag, opened his palms to the boy, "washed, let's eat."

Tang Yuan reached out and took one to his mouth, bit it down, it was crunchy, he finished one in a few bites, it doesn't matter if he is good or not, he can't be wrong if he follows his heart emotionally.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still nearly two and a half hours before the arrival at the station, Tang Yuan received a text message from Song Chao, just three words - I'm here.

He replied to the text message, typed it out and deleted it, typed it out and deleted it, and repeated it several times. Angrily, he gave Pei Wenjin his phone and asked the other party to reply one for him.

Pei Wenjin replied with fewer words, only one word "good".

After getting off the train, Tang Yuan and Pei Wenjin went to the company and held meetings until night.

Tang Yuan slept in the company, and it was the next day when he opened his eyes. Not to mention insomnia at night, he didn't even urinate.

This is all thanks to Secretary Pei.

Tang Yuan took the plane with Pei's exclusive seal, and went to the small town alone to meet Song Chao and the others.

When he arrived at the destination, there was light rain in the sky, and his luggage was prepared by Pei Wenjin, suitable for the temperature here, including the white sports jacket he brought, which he wore over his T-shirt when he left the airport.

A voice sounded from the front left, and it was in Chinese, and it was still his name, so I couldn’t ignore it.

So he stood there and watched Zhang Shuran walk towards him step by step.

Zhang Shuran stopped in front of Tang Yuan, took the suitcase from him naturally, and looked at him with gentle eyes, as if there was no conflict between them, and it was still the same as before.

Tang Yuan zipped up his coat, put both hands in his pockets, and looked at Zhang Shuran without saying a word.

After staring at each other for 2 minutes, Zhang Shuran looked away, "Let's go."

Tang Yuan said without emotion, "Where are Xiao Chao and A Lie?"

Zhang Shuran asked instead, "Didn't you already talk to Xiao Chao on the phone?"

Tang Yuan's footsteps stopped for a while, and he glanced at Zhang Shuran from the corner of his eye. The place where he was bitten by Chen Lie a few months ago has not been repaired. There is a sunken scar there, which has not grown flat, which adds a bit of hostility to people. , especially when frowning and not speaking.

"Zhang Shuran, are you sure you're not digging your own grave?"

Zhang Shuran didn't seem to hear, "The airport is still some distance from the town, and it takes more than half an hour to drive."

The other party didn't respond directly, Tang Yuan continued to talk about him, "You just got engaged for a few days, and you left your fiancée at home and went abroad alone, aren't you afraid of making news?"

Zhang Shuran didn't look at Tang Yuan, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc when he spoke, "If it's news about you, I'd love it."

Tang Yuan also bent his lips and smiled, "Interesting?"

"It's boring." Zhang Shuran kept walking forward, her figure unconsciously changed from leisurely to hasty, but her tone didn't change much, "The company is very busy recently, and everyone is working overtime collectively, but I can't sit down. Invite the three of you to come here for a few drinks and chat."

Tang Yuan's footsteps slowed down little by little. He looked at the back of Zhang Shuran's head and recalled what Pei Wenjin said and did before leaving.

Pei Wenjin's character is taciturn, and his words are always terse. Last night, he didn't mention anything related to this trip, but just stamped his attention. The level of concentration made him a little unbearable.

From going out to the airport this morning, I said a total of four sentences along the way.

"There will be no problems in the company."

"The change of clothes is in the box, enough for you to wear."

"When you come back, don't rush to the company, go home and rest first, Uncle Zhong and the others miss you very much."

The last sentence was said close to his ear, which is the three words "I love you" that are common but full of powerful power and can make people unable to control themselves anytime and anywhere.

Tang Yuan always felt that every word of that man seemed to have something in it, revealing countless profound meanings.

That's really not something that ordinary people can master.

In fact, when he heard the second sentence, Tang Yuan murmured in his heart, wanting to lose his temper with that man Pei Wenjin.

What are you doing for him to prepare a change of clothes, knowing that he can't go and come back quickly, and he wants to stay for a few days?

What about the prophet?

Zhang Shuran in front stopped, and Tang Yuan barely stopped the car when he was two inches away from his back.

Zhang Shuran put down the suitcase, took the mobile phone and went to the side to answer the call, and occasionally looked back at Tang Yuan, as if to make sure that he was in place and not running around.

Tang Yuan looked around. The air was unfamiliar to him in a foreign country. He looked up at the sky. It was four o'clock in the morning in China. I don't know what the weather was. The man must have gone to bed early.

Just thinking about this, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. Tang Yuan took it out and looked, his eyes widened. He walked into the airport and raised the mobile phone to his ear. Before the sound came out, a smile appeared on his face. "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Pei Wenjin Qingming's voice sounded, "Waiting for you to get off the plane."

Tang Yuan's brows and eyes were frowned with a smile, he was overjoyed, "Thanks for your hard work."

Pei Wenjin leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes fell on the photo frame of the bedside table, and there was a young man with picturesque features inside, "It should."

Both sides fell silent in unison. Although no one spoke, the atmosphere did not feel stiff and dull at all, but rather unspeakably soft.

Tang Yuan sighed, "The marks on my body probably won't go away in a week."

"It won't work for a week," Pei Wenjin pinched the cigarette from his mouth, flicked it into the ashtray, "It will take ten and a half months."

Tang Yuan was dumbfounded, and cursed for a while, "It's amazing."

There was a shameless response from the other end, "It's okay."

"..."

Tang Yuan subconsciously rubbed the toes of his shoes on the ground, looked down, and saw that he was wearing the shoes that this man bought for him not long ago. They were royal blue and very eye-catching, "Just think I'm on a business trip, what should you do Why, do you know?"

"Don't smoke while I'm not around. My intuition is very good. I can tell whether you smoke without looking or smelling."

His volume was raised in vain, "Now you are smoking!"

Pei Wenjin twitched his forehead uselessly, then moved his fingers, crushing the cigarette.

Through the glass, Tang Yuan saw that Zhang Shuran had hung up the phone and was looking for him everywhere. He squinted his eyes, "Be good, I'll bring you local specialties when I go back, hang up."

Pei Wenjin breathed out, "No special products, just bring my little boyfriend back to me."

Tang Yuan felt that the man's voice was more magnetic than usual. His entire neck seemed to have an electric current passing through him, and his breath was a little disordered. He gasped and said, "That's okay, I promise to take him with him, beard and tail. In front of you, hang up, go to sleep, you worked hard last night for most of the night, and you have stayed up until now tonight, don't do this, your body can't take it, good night."

As soon as the voice fell, he hung up the phone and walked out of the airport as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Shuran was talking to a few men in suits, and his face was terrified. Hearing a familiar voice from behind, the gloominess between his brows froze, and then he waved a few bodyguards to go down.

Tang Yuan stretched his waist, lazily met Zhang Shuran's angry eyes.

"If you are unfamiliar with the place, don't run around."

"I have no problem with language communication, and I can't go anywhere..."

"I told you not to run around!"

Zhang Shuran suppressed the interruption of his voice, his jaw line was tense, his brows were tightly frowned, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.

Tang Yuan turned his head and looked to the side. Compared with the gentle and restrained past, Zhang Shuran's emotions are exposed now, which seems more real.

In the past, I was really short-tempered, very gentle with everyone, and never lost my temper.

Not long after, Tang Yuan and Zhang Shuran left the airport by car.

Tang Yuan was in the back seat, and Zhang Shuran was also there. The former was looking at the scenery, while the latter was doing business with his laptop. The two were not next to each other, and there was still a person sitting in the middle.

The driver is a local, a handsome middle-aged uncle who does not make noise.

The back seat was quiet for about ten minutes before Tang Yuan said, "Do you want to buy the Song family's company?"

Zhang Shuran kept typing on the keyboard, "There is that plan."

"And then?" Tang Yuan's tone sounded like he was chatting about the weather, "It's my turn?"

Zhang Shuran tapped the space bar, typed with downcast eyes, and didn't speak, which was the default.

Tang Yuan leaned back a little and leaned on the back of the chair, his long legs raised up, "Then should I show an expression of honor? You put my family at the end, the finale."

Zhang Shuran's hand on the keyboard froze, he pinched the bridge of his nose, "Xiao Yuan, don't keep talking to me in such a sarcastic tone."

Tang Yuan shrugged, "The things you did are only worthy of this kind of tone."

Zhang Shuran smiled bitterly before continuing to type, and said softly, "I don't want to quarrel with you, I just want to drink and chat with you."

Tang Yuan folded his arms and looked out the window.

The atmosphere in the car was bad, but the middle-aged man in the driver's seat didn't look sideways. He was not an ordinary driver, he had received professional training, and looked like a thug.

Many things floated through Tang Yuan's mind. He thought of the dark Jiang family, Zhang Yang, Zhang Ping, Pei Wenjin's parents, my dirt roads in the countryside, sweet and big peaches... …

Thinking about everything, no idea.

A voice suddenly sounded from the right, "I know you are sleepy, why don't you sleep?"

Tang Yuan turned his head sideways.

Zhang Shuran looked at him and said, "Xiaoyuan, are you afraid of me?"

Tang Yuan was really sleepy, and he was really sleepless. The person sitting next to him turned out to be Fa Xiao, big brother, and now he could no longer gain his trust, and he couldn't sleep, "No, how strong are you? Ah, in just one month, I bought three companies, including my brother's, which ruined my brother's family, dare I not be afraid?"

Zhang Shuran's gaze on Tang Yuan's face was inseparable, and he asked calmly, "Then why did you come here?"

"You don't know the reason?" Tang Yuan said slowly, "The biggest weakness of me is that I put too much emphasis on friendship. That weakness has been stepped on by you. Do you want to lift your foot to have a look? It's all rotten."

Veins popped up on Zhang Shuran's neck, and his facial expression was extremely terrifying.

Tang Yuan didn't suspect at all that Zhang Shuran wanted to kill him.

Just when he was about to ask the driver to stop the car, Zhang Shuran spoke before him, with a broken voice, "Stop!"

The ear-piercing sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground made Tang Yuan's nerve endings tremble. He saw Zhang Shuran almost trembling and opened the car door and ran out, and he didn't look back.

It was several minutes before Zhang Shuran returned to the car, as if nothing happened, he asked the driver to continue driving, and said to drive faster.

Afterwards, Tang Yuan and Zhang Shuran returned to the original state, one was watching the scenery, the other was busy with work, and they were silent all the way.

After more than 20 minutes, the car stopped.

Zhang Shuran closed the computer and put it aside, "It's here."

Tang Yuan got out of the car, and what greeted him was the endless sea and the cruise ship docked on the shore, Ariel and Xiao Chao were on it.

Without urging, Zhang Shuran stood beside Tang Yuan, blowing the sea breeze with him.

"The four of us agreed to go out to sea together."

Tang Yuan's head hurt a little, he took a few deep breaths, and took a step forward.