Sri Lankan people don't treat me

The life assistant who came to take care of Chen Ke was a short little girl who looked very clever, like a lively little sparrow.He can speak an authentic London accent, is diligent in his hands and feet, and cooks delicious food.Chen Ke watched her wearing an apron and fluffy slippers to cook soup in the kitchen that day, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

Her waist doesn't seem to be as thin as Jiang Yuan's.

Sometimes he would suddenly think of Jiang Yuan, because of some very ordinary things.

For example, when you see a gray plaid scarf, you will think of a similar style in Jiang Yuan’s wardrobe. It is very soft and smells of lemon laundry detergent; for example, sometimes when you see a Chinese restaurant, you will think of Jiang Yuan The food cooked by Yuan is not amazing, but the taste is moderate; for example, when a black-haired doctor encounters a medical examination, he will think of Jiang Yuan wearing a white coat and talking to a patient, with downcast eyebrows and hair sliding down from behind the ears.

London and China keep the seasons in sync, and the wind has brought some chills.The weather has been abnormally good recently, and it rarely rains. Chen Ke is too lazy to go to far places, so he gradually develops the habit of taking pictures in his spare time.

There are always all kinds of people on the street.A man running, a woman painting, a couple walking the dog, a child playing roller skating, a teenager playing a guitar, a girl holding a public welfare box and handing out leaflets.

Chen Ke took the SLR and shot whatever he thought of.

He found out with a guilty conscience that taking pictures is really not something that can be done by just one person.He also tried to read some reference books and refer to some tips on the Internet, but the shooting was still uninteresting.Compared with some blurred images in his memory, it was like a parody of a classic by a third-rate painter, jerky and dull, so he simply turned his head and gave the camera to the assistant.

One day when he was about to go back, the assistant girl took a picture of him sitting on a bench drinking coffee, fixed it and posted it on Weibo.Soon some fans heard the news and rushed over, praised him for being handsome, asked him if he was tired from studying in the UK, if he had met any cute young ladies, etc.Chen Ke secretly clicked in with his trumpet, and saw more and more reposts, replies, and likes. He felt that the sunshine today was really good, the air was very fresh, and even the familiar benches became comfortable and fit.

After a while, I saw that there was a reply that was frantically praised to the first place.Chen Ke clicked in, and it was a selfie posted by an account with an English name, wearing a mask and hat, revealing a little bit of soft black hair.The man blocked his eyes with his hands, and he was sitting on a stool with a paper cup in the street behind him.

He knew that hat, Jiang Yuan bought it.

Chen Ke immediately stood up and looked around, and soon found a figure matching the photo on the other side of the street.The boy found that Chen Ke was looking at him, thought about it, and ran over.

He took off his mask with a smile, and it turned out to be a strange Huaguo face, young and full of vigor: "You are Chen Ke, right? My girlfriend likes you very much. If it's not troublesome, can you sign me?" ?”

Chen Ke also took his little notebook with a smile, and asked his girlfriend's name, and wrote, xx, I wish you luck in your life.Chen Ke.The boy happily took it, took another group photo, and left happily.

Chen Ke looked at that figure and thought, it's really boring.

Chen Ke returned to China two months later.

Due to the operation of the previous agent, the fans already knew about his comeback, so they spontaneously organized a pick-up event.When Chen Ke got off the plane, the girls were already huddled together, wearing T-shirts with his Q version of his face printed on them, holding various support objects, like bright and lively fireworks for him. Bloom wantonly.Next to it was a reporter holding a short cannon, sending out fireworks like flashes.

Chen Ke maintained a good manner, thanked, shook hands, signed autographs, and took photos together.The little girls let out one scream after another, trying to wave the light sticks and light signs.The reporter tried to push the microphone to the front and asked him to answer questions, while the manager and assistants struggled to maintain order.

Chen Ke glanced at a tall figure from the back, wearing a white coat, like a doctor's favorite coat.After following around for a while, the man suddenly raised his head, embraced a young man who rushed up, pulled his suitcase and disappeared into the crowd talking and laughing.

He sneaked a look at his phone, flipped through various software, and didn't know what he wanted to see.The manager over there was already urging him to leave quickly, so he put the phone back in his pocket and showed a standard smile.A burst of eager cheers erupted behind him, echoing in the lobby of the airport for a long time, causing passers-by to take out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

How familiar.Familiar makes a little strange.

After returning home, life seemed to be back on track.

At the beginning, Chen Ke would put more effort into acting, but later he gradually realized that he was not very talented in this area, so he was no longer full of expectations as before, and the focus of work slowly shifted back to taking over the family business.Apart from occasionally being invited to participate in some reality shows, most of the time I spend learning how to be a qualified prince.

He seldom thought of Jiang Yuan.After all, it has been deserted for many years, and the turbulent waves of coming and going in the mall have exhausted his energy enough. There is no more time to allocate to a person whose image is blurred in his memory, let alone this person will only make him feel tired. Thinking about it makes me feel very unhappy.

His father is very satisfied with this, and often praises him that he has cleared his mind a lot after going abroad.In the second year, he gave 2% of the shares directly as his birthday present on his birthday, which shocked everyone.

And his worrying mother began to devote herself to blind dates for him. When she was bored, she got a lot of information about men and women to study carefully, and told him to start a career first and start a family first.Chen Ke protested that the struggle was futile, and in the end he could only settle for the next best thing, asking his mother to change the candidate list to all women.But I went on a blind date several times, and the girl on the other side expressed surprise and surprise, I didn't expect it was really you, can you sign a group photo?Chen Ke's face was very calm, but he was actually very happy in his heart. He patiently accompanied the girls in various poses, took pictures of various stickers, and by the way, gave her circle of friends likes.Then gain more admiration and admiration.

Chen Ke didn't have the idea of ​​settling down for the time being, and the blind dates ended up being names whose faces couldn't be distinguished in the communication column.But looking at those little girls with happy faces, he thought, even without the halo of stardom, he is still the dazzling himself.

How good.

The recovery of memory is also very sudden, as natural as drinking a glass of water.

That day, Chen Ke went to another place to attend a meeting, and on the way back to the hotel, he suddenly wanted to eat ice cream on a whim.The secretary couldn't survive him, so he had to get out of the car to buy it for him.

It was still a little cold in early spring, and when the ice cream arrived in his hands after traveling thousands of miles, it only melted a little.Seeing that the sunset was very beautiful, he simply wrapped his scarf and got out of the car, sat on a bench by the roadside and ate slowly while enjoying the wind.

A lady walking the dog walked past him with a big golden retriever with a shiny coat.The dog should have been well-educated by the owner. When he saw the ice cream showing a pitiful and greedy expression, he licked his tongue and turned to look at his mistress, but he only got a forbidden shake of his head.

Chen Ke usually doesn't like dogs very much, but this time he couldn't help it. After getting the hostess' permission, he stroked the big head of the golden retriever in a funny way.

"Don't be greedy for it, be careful that rhubarb spills your saliva on your ice cream!"

The man put down the camera, the corners of his smiling eyes wrinkled.The setting sun sprinkled on his hair and eyebrows, rippling a warm tea-gold color.He came over and stretched out his hand to pull Chen up: "It's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

His hands were a little cold, his fingers were slender and dry, and they were evenly manicured without any nails.

He asked, "Is it cold?"

Chen Ke heard himself say in a cheerful voice: "If I say it's cold, what will you do?"

The man thought for a while, took off his gray plaid scarf and wrapped it around his neck.And he grabbed the man's hand and wrapped the scarves around the necks of the two of them. Their foreheads touched, and there was a thin white mist intertwined between their lips. After a while, they both laughed.He himself laughed very loudly and silly, like the young boy he played in the first love.

The man smiled and said, "Go home and make you a fragrant pot. I bought some bottom ingredients from the store we used to eat before, and I will use you as an experiment today."

He put his head on the man's shoulder, and secretly kissed his ears that were a little red from the cold: "Even if what you cook is dark food, I promise to finish it all."

After a pause, he kissed again: "Jiang Yuan, I really like you. Why are you so nice?"

"Little Mr. Chen? Little Mr. Chen? What's wrong with you?" The secretary's nervous voice blurred the man's gentle smile, "Little Mr. Chen! Are you okay?"

Chen Ke stared blankly at the half-melted ice cream in his hand.

The secretary carefully took the ice cream from his hand, threw it into the trash can next to it, and then took out a few napkins from his pocket and stuffed them into his hand.She hesitated for a while, carefully considering her own words: "You seem a little out of shape, do you need to call your family doctor? Or do you want to take a rest?"

Chen Ke looked around in a daze.It’s still the early spring weather, the orange-red sunset, the gluttonous golden retriever, and the sweet ice cream, but there is no scarf, no camera, no that person.

The lost time set off a storm in his memory, like an opened Pandora's box, which opened its teeth and claws to bring endless nightmares, but only locked the faltering hope.

He sat in a daze for a while, and asked her to help cancel the itinerary for the next three days. When he got in the car, he said, I want to go home.

The secretary asked a little strangely: "Do you mean to go back to the hotel?"

Chen Ke was silent for a while, looked at the setting sun outside the window and said, "Go back to my parents' house. Let's book a ticket."

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