I Was Once a Legend

The time has passed.

Dong Zheng returned to China with a dual degree in finance and management. After six years, the teenager who had gone to study in a foreign country alone had really grown into a man.

He started a business with the help of his father, and he had a good improvement in just two years, but the price was unimaginably busy. Overtime to early morning became a commonplace meal, but fortunately, he has a good foundation and can still work hard.

When the situation stabilizes, you don't have to work so hard. The yellow light at the crossroad ahead turned into a red light, Dong Zheng thought this, stepped on the brakes, and waited patiently.

It’s not yet time for most people to work, there is not much traffic on the road, there are many tall buildings, the top is blurred in the sky, and the red light in front is counting down, Dong Zheng is thinking about which partners to meet today, and the whole car suddenly shocked The impact force made him almost not on the steering wheel.

He was startled, and then realized that it was rear-end. Dong Zheng turned his head to look around, and behind it was a black Volkswagen. The owner was rushing out of the driver's seat.

Dong Zheng also got out of the car, judging from the impact strength, the damage should not be too serious. This is an ordinary rear-end collision, but no matter what happens, no one wants to be involved in an accident. The green light is on, except for the two cars, the other cars at the intersection are restarted, driving past them.

The Volkswagen owner is a boy in his early twenties. He is looking at the damage of the two cars. The bumper of Volkswagen is cracked, and the rear-end car-he saw the Audi e-tron logo, and his heart was half cold- — The left side of the car's headlight was bumped into a piece, which is a little scratched, but a good car is a good car, and besides that, there is no other damage.

But this car light... has to lose a lot of money.

"I'm really sorry." The young man apparently suffered such a thing for the first time. His ears were ashamed and red, and thin sweat beads also appeared on the tip of his nose. "I paid you the original price."

Dong Zheng just glanced at the damage to the car. He paid more attention to the young man in front of him. He was only a mere eighteen meters away. The black jacket contained a white shirt and an electronic bracelet. In addition, there are no other decorations on the body, the forehead hangs obediently to cover the forehead, but the two sides are shaved very short, giving a gentle but lively feeling, those black eyes, now pretending to be Tension and guilt, looking at him, waiting for a response.

Dong Zheng is very sure that the two have never seen them before, but he feels very familiar to him.

Come with familiarity... There is also a wonderful feeling that is indescribable. Dong Zheng frowned slightly and staggered his eyes with the youth for two seconds, then lowered his eyes and pretended to look at the broken lights: "No, I bought insurance."

"That won't work, or I'll pay you. Insurance is another matter. If I were not too careful, there would be more trouble now." The youth obviously made up his mind. Flicking with him on the side of the road, the two took a photo of the damaged part of the car to take out insurance, and went to the nearest 4s store one after the other.

After such a delay, the time to work has passed, but Dong Zheng is his own boss. It does not matter if he is late, and the youth seems to be going to work. I don’t know if I have asked the boss for leave.

Volkswagen is very convenient to repair, just replace it with a bumper, but because Dong Zheng’s Audi imported from Germany, parts replacement is very expensive, plus it needs to be repainted after being scratched, the cost of these two needs is amazing enough, see By the time of the quotation, the young people who insisted on compensating all froze.

He knew that the famous car was expensive to repair, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive. The 4s shop must come to kill people! ! !

Seeing that he was about to speak and stop with a complicated expression mixed with flesh pain, Dong Zheng couldn't help but laugh. He took the quotation from the other party and pulled out the credit card from his wallet, saying: "I'll pay."

The youth recognized at a glance that this was a gold card of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. To apply for this card, it was necessary to meet the requirement that the average daily assets in three months should be not less than RMB 200,000.

youth:…………………………

Evil capitalism... This line of words popped out of his mind automatically, but the line of numbers on the repair order really made him extremely painful, and he could only feel guilty: "Okay, then I have time to invite you for a meal Right."

"Good." Dong Zheng admitted that he promised to have a great selfishness. With the increase in communication, the feelings brought to him by the people in front of him not only did not disappear, but intensified. Dong Zheng couldn't help but think that he was first in college. When I was in a relationship for the second time-that was probably not a relationship, to be precise. His ex-boyfriend had given him a similar feeling, but it was not as strong as it is now.

The two exchanged WeChat. The young man’s avatar is an anime rabbit looking out on the screen. In the remarks, Dong Zheng asked: "Your surname?"

"My surname is Cui, Cui Zuojing, left and right, thorn of thorns." Cui Zuojing looked at Dong Zheng's screen to make sure the words were correct, "What about you?"

"Dong Zheng, the levy of the journey."

Cui Zuojing entered his name in the remarks column, and it took a while to change the bumper and spray paint. The two decided to take a taxi to do their own thing.

"Where do you work?" Dong Zheng asked.

Cui Zuojing said the name of a company, Dong Zheng was surprised, that is the city's famous electronic equipment manufacturing company, but also has a special identity, Dong Zheng's father's company.

"I was there as a technician, responsible for the development of communications technology, and I only joined this year."

"That's exactly the way, we can hit a car." Dong Zheng stopped a taxi and said, "Let's go together."

With such enthusiasm, Cui Zuojing had to respect rather than obey his orders. Dong Zheng first went to the back row. Cui Zuojing hesitated and did not go to the co-pilot and sat with Dong Zheng behind.

Dong Zheng reported the destination of the two, and when he heard Dong Zheng’s work place, Cui Zuojing gave a sigh in his heart, and wanted to see the other party’s economic background, at least it must be a supervisor level, then it must be The backbone of the new company.

"Listen to you, not a local."

"Yes, I am from Shandong, a university from Shanghai, and I will stay here after graduation."

The two had a great conversation along the way, so that when Cui Zuojing reached his destination, the first reaction was how quickly time passed.

"Then I'll go first." Cui Zuojing took the computer bag and said to Dong Zheng again, "Although a meal will certainly not be worth the money for your car repair, give me a face."

Dong Zheng laughed: "Yes, as long as time does not conflict, I will go."

"Okay, see you next time."

The door was closed and the taxi restarted. Dong Zheng leaned on the back of the chair and stared at the front. The smile on the face gradually faded and he fell into contemplation.

After just one hour of contact, he can be sure that Cui Zuojing is exactly the type he likes. When talking to the youth, he will even have some tension that he cannot even notice.

Is it true that love at first sight is like this?

I just don't know... what the other person's orientation is, if he is a straight man, then he can only refrain.

After all, Dong Zheng wouldn't do such an unruly thing as breaking straight men.

Cui Zuojing quickly contacted Dong Zheng again, and the two arranged an appointment for dinner together. The place was booked by Dong Zheng. He chose a restaurant with a relatively good price. Cui Zuojing worked for the first year after graduation. Even though Dong Zheng knew that his father’s technician’s salary was very good, he also bought a car and went to rent. It is estimated that not much money can be saved.

Of course, Cui Zuojing understands Dong Zheng's good intentions. They met a lot more than the first time they met this time. No matter what topic they talked to, the other party could pick up. There is no need to worry about the embarrassment of the cold field. Both sides of the rear-end accident are more like friends who have known each other for a while.

"Have we met before?" Cui Zuojing asked questions that had been crushed in his heart since the first meeting. He drank some wine, only to a slight degree, under the influence of alcohol, he was particularly energetic. When he talked, his eyes seemed to reflect light. It was a young man full of vigor and vitality, with longing and expectation for the future. Light.

The former Dong Zheng was probably the same, but now he has experienced several beatings in the society, which is more realistic.

Although the two are of the same age, Dong Zheng's social experience is far from comparable to that of Cui Zuojing, who has not just been out of school.

"I feel the same way." Dong Zheng was a little surprised. He felt that he might be familiar with himself because he had other thoughts, but Cui Zuojing even thought he was familiar. Now he really has to doubt whether they are true. I've seen it by accident.

Cui Zuojing couldn't think of where the two might have met. After all, Dong Zheng went to high school abroad, and he didn't go out of the province much before he went to college. He could only say: "Maybe it's fate."

After three hours of this meal, both Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing were very happy.

"Is it a taxi?"

Cui Zuojing gave a cry.

Dong Zheng nodded: "Then I will send you back."

Cui Zuojing hurriedly waved his hand when he invited his guests to dinner and said, "I don't have to be so troublesome, I live far away."

"It's okay, and I have no other arrangements at night." Dong Zheng did not intend to give him room to refuse, "Wait for me, I will drive."

Cui Zuojing had no choice but to watch Dong Zheng walk into the underground parking lot, looking at the back of the man. He raised his hand and rubbed his nose. Somehow in his heart, he gave birth to an inexplicable throb.

It's as if something is frozen in the deepest part of memory, trying to break through the shackles, but can't break free.

That kind of inauthenticity has been staged again. Since the 16th birthday, Cui Zuojing has experienced this kind of situation frequently. He can't figure out what went wrong. Fortunately, it does not affect normal life.

Both of the cars are still in the 4s store. Today Dong Zheng changed a Cayenne. When the cool-looking SUV was opened, Cui Zuojing once again issued a sigh of evil capitalism.

He took the co-driver of Cayenne, fastened his seat belt, and told Dong Zheng the address of his residence. The SUV merged into the traffic, and the lights were submerged in the flooded river.

On the way, Cui Zuojing went to bed unconsciously, the car stopped downstairs, Dong Zheng did not rush to wake him up, he stared at Cui Zuojing's sleeping face, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, thinking about the familiar feeling and why Come.

A variety of thoughts came out secretly, but he couldn't be caught by him. Like a whale briefly surfaced, it quickly sank to the bottom of the sea, and everything returned to peace.

The minute hand turned half a circle, Dong Zheng raised his hand and squeezed his eyebrows, and finally lifted his hand and gently pushed the young man's shoulder.

Cui Zuojing murmured, opened his eyes, and saw the familiar scene. He woke up suddenly, sitting upright, and unfastened his seat belt, while smiling at Dong Zheng, "Thank you very much."

"What are you doing so politely among friends." Dong Zheng paused and said, "Now should we be friends?"

"Of course." Cui Zuojing got out of the car, closed the door, and said to Dong Zheng from the window: "There is time to get together again."

"it is good."

Watching Cui Zuojing's back disappear into the corridor, Dong Zheng looked upstairs and waited a minute, he heard the sound of opening and closing the door, and then the window of a resident on the third floor lit up.

He blew his horn, pulled up the handbrake, reversed his car, and left the community.

The chance to meet again next time should not be too far.