Long Street

After moving to Jin Fubai's house, the season officially turned into autumn.

For two people, this model of getting along under the same roof is very fresh, and it feels like "home".

After living together, Xiang Yu realized that Jin Fubai was still a little different from what she imagined.

He doesn't spend time in feasting and feasting every day, nor is he keen on wine.

Perhaps the only bad hobby is smoking.

Jin Fubai’s house is far away from Xiangyu Company. He gets up every morning and takes her to the breakfast shop outside the community for breakfast.

Sometimes it was obvious that he was not used to getting up early, eating one or two wontons sleepily, and drinking a few spoonfuls of soup. Before eating too much taro, he sat on the opposite side of the table with a cigarette and waited quietly for her to finish eating.

But even if he can't get enough energy, he still sends Yu to work every day.

One day, Xiang Yu was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, squinting his eyes and looking at Jin Fubai's profile in the cool autumn morning, suddenly thinking:

If he gets a family, he will be a good father.

Probably he would pick up the child to school every day, as patient as he would treat her, even if he was stuck in the annoying morning rush hour of Emperor City, he would just light a cigarette and never complain.

It’s just that you can’t smoke if you have children?

Is secondhand smoke bad for children?

She had just drunk a whole cup of hot red date soy milk, nestled in the car comfortably and lazily. The song on the radio was "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" which had just become popular a few years ago—

"I would rather keep all the pain in my heart,

I don't want to forget your eyes. "

The car windows cut off the congested traffic outside, only the sound of music was knocking on the ear drums, the car was filled with a faint fragrance, and there was a smell of detergent left after the car was washed.

Perhaps this time was too quiet and beautiful, and gave her a chance to dream briefly.

When he got downstairs in the company, he opened the car door and felt the cool air again. Xiang Yu woke up again and smiled at Jin Fubai when he looked back.

At this time, he would stretch out his hand to wrap her neck and kiss her: "Go, pick you up from get off work."

In the company meeting before the 11th Golden Week, Xiang Yu was promoted to Zhou Lie's chief assistant.

This year, Zhou Lie's small broken company went smoothly, and even the company area expanded. It used to account for one-third of the office building, but now it simply covers the entire floor.

This development trend can be regarded as an industry miracle.

In the era when public accounts and various short videos were rapidly propelled, many large paper media companies were shaky, and the number of newsstands at various street corners gradually decreased, and some were replaced by mobile stations for beverage ice cream.

In such an environment, Zhou Lie's company unexpectedly obtained a cooperation with a certain TV station, exclusively publishing all the interviews and articles of the TV station's cooperative TV series and movies.

Even those artists and presenters who are difficult to invite all write forewords for the magazine.

Zhou Lie already has three assistants, but he found Xiang Yu: "Xiang Yu, you can be the chief assistant."

"No, I like the front desk."

"The chief assistant has a high salary."

"I want to be a full-time front desk."

"...Salaries and year-end bonuses are twice those of the front desk."

"It feels good at the front desk."

Zhou Lie pushed his glasses helplessly: "What is your obsession with the front desk?"

"The front desk is free and I can secretly play on my mobile phone."

"The general assistant can do it too, more relaxed than at the front desk."

This was Zhou Lie's promise according to his temple, so Xiang Yu became the company's chief assistant and raised his salary.

On the day when the salary for the new position was first issued, Xiang Yu took an envelope and said to Zhou Lie that, in fact, you don’t have to offer me this way. Just sitting at the front desk, your company can also go smoothly.

She knows it all.

I know why Zhou Lie originally intended to spend a lot of money to raise an idler who would be a greedy snake at his work station, and I also know why the company can operate so smoothly.

Zhou Lie smiled, nothing.

When Xiang Yu got into Jin Fu's white car with his salary, he slammed the envelope and said, "What do you want to eat, I'm paid!"

Jin Fubai glanced at the thickness of the envelope, his Adam's apple was slippery, and smiled: "Isn't it going up?"

She was silent for a few seconds before smiling and saying, "Following tens of millions to make millions, isn't it because of following you."

During the Golden Week of November, Xiangyu's parents failed to return to China. They only came back once in July, had a meal with Xiangyu, and then went abroad in a hurry.

During the meal, I told my father that the market has been very good recently, and I am cooperating with the branch of a hundred powerful companies.

Xiang Yu skewered a small piece of beef, was silent for half a second, and answered with a smile, that's great, come on Dad.

You don’t need to think about it yourself, everyone around you is also reminding her of a fact:

She and Jin Fubai are people in two worlds after all.

Even if she wanted to be a salted fish anymore, she still got his benefits without realizing it.

But this kind of uneasy mood just flashed past, staying beside Jin Fubai, she couldn't help but love him.

She feels his meticulous love every day.

Just like this morning, on the first day of the 7-day holiday, Xiang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to play tennis on a whim.

As soon as she sat up, Jin Fubai beside her opened his eyes and frowned: "There will be no holidays during the eleventh period? You have to work overtime?"

Jin Fubai didn't have the slightest impatience in his tone. He was completely questioning. While speaking, he sat up, grabbed a nightgown and put it on: "I will send you."

There was unresolved sleepiness in his eyes, and the smoke was already in his lips.

Xiang Yu moved over to remove his cigarette and looked at him softly: "It's not at work, I want to play tennis, don't send me away."

"I'm all up."

"Then are you going to play tennis with me?"

Jin Fubai stared at the cigarette in her hand for a few seconds, made sure she didn't mean to return it to him, and smiled helplessly: "Let's go, go with you."

Since the tennis court went to Yuu, there have been more young customers. It is said that they have been inspired by Xiang Yu.

After Jin Fubai returned to China, some people told Xiang Yu very fascinated that she had special wrists and was very good at hooking people. This caused Jin Fubai to abandon her for half a year and couldn't help but go to the tennis court to find her.

I told two people about this matter.

One is Tang Yuchi and the other is Jin Fubai.

After living together, Jin Fubai often talked with Xiangyu without hiding, and would tell Xiangyu about some things in their circles.

That day, he leaned on the balcony to hang up Li Qi's phone, and smiled and asked Xiang Yu, I heard that you are a woman with special means?

Xiang Yu raised his eyes in confusion.

He leaned over, peeled off her nightgown, and asked her ambiguously: "Where is it special? Huh? Let me see?"

During that time, Xiang Yu knew that through Jin Fubai, he knew a lot of people in the circle.

For example, why did she never meet Xiao Xingyan again when she came to the tennis court during this time.

She heard that Mr. Qu of Xiao Xingyan had more than one little girl around her, and it was common to change when she got tired.

Xiang Yu still remembered that Xiao Xing had a bright smile with his eyes, and stretched out his wrist. The diamond bracelet was shining in the sun.

She said with red ears that she was very nice, and she bought me a bracelet today.

the man!

Not a good thing!

She hit the tennis fiercely, probably because she was absent-minded, injured Yu Guangrong, got her foot, and could only sit on a chair next to the court and soak up the sun.

Jin Fubai was in another venue. While he was not there, she hopped on one leg to buy two ice cream cones, ate one, and put the other on her ankle. It was chilled and swollen.

When he noticed someone on the chair beside him, Ansui had been sitting next to her for a while.

Xiang Yu didn't expect to meet Ansui again.

But it's not a surprise, she said earlier that this circle is really not that big.

Xiang Yu was not ready to speak, but just glanced at Ansui lightly.

But Ansui smiled lightly at her: "Xiang Yu, let's talk."

"What are you talking about?"

Ansui tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Tang Yuchi is okay now?"

"Okay, can't he still play without you?"

Xiang Yu took a bite of ice cream, raised his eyebrows, and asked in a funny way, "But, does he have anything to do with you?"

Ansui has a pair of clever and clear deer eyes. When she quietly looked at Xiang Yu, she reminded Xiang Yu uncontrollably of the past.

At that time, it was already a sophomore in high school. Tang Yuchi wanted to be a bad **** boy. He lied to make up classes at night and ran out of the house to drink with some boys.

He drank too much and didn't dare to be discovered by Xiangyu's godfather and godmother. The next day, he lay down in the morning self-study classroom like a dead fish, and sent a message to Ansui, saying that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and the hangover was so uncomfortable.

Xiang Yu, the salted fish, didn't have any job for three years in high school. Only the same table who was doing her belly exercise that day carried a "life-long" armband to check the hygiene.

As a result, I saw Anho on the wall behind the school building.

An Sui was riding on the wall, her deer eyes dimmed with water vapor, her calves trembled, and she whispered: "Xiang Yu... come and save me."

"What are you doing on the wall?"

Ansui held a plastic bag tightly in his hand. Inside it was a small ravioli that was widely acclaimed outside the school. The transparent plastic sealed box was full of steam and it was hot.

She blushed: "Tang Yuchi said he didn't eat breakfast..."

The school cafeteria does not sell goods during class. An Sui, a good student, just piled a few bricks on the wall and went out to buy it.

When I came back, I found out sadly that the bricks had been cleared away on duty and couldn't go down anymore.

To help Ansui get down that day, the two girls almost fell down. Ansui barely stood firm while holding the wontons, and his feet were still weak.

Because of this incident, Tang Yu Chixia was called out to Yu and scolded when he was studying at home.

Ansui hopped on one leg to persuade Xiang Yu: "Xiang Yu, Xiang Yu, I'm fine. The teacher in the infirmary said that I don't want to exercise vigorously, so don't be angry."

Maybe it's because they also had friendship, and Xiang Yu didn't want to see Ansui at this time.

She took a deep breath, retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes, put the eaten ice cream stick on the table next to her, and put on her sunglasses.

But Ansui didn’t know why and wanted to chat with her very much: “Xiang Yu, I know you look down on me, but I can’t help it. What’s the use of studying well? What’s the use of getting into a good university? It’s not that much money to work."

She smiled miserably, "The conditions in my family are not like you and Tang Yuchi. I also have a younger brother, waiting for me to get married and receive a gift so that I can buy him a wedding house."

Xiang Yu closed his eyes.

"My mother fell ill when I graduated, and I need money, but I dare not tell Tang Yuchi. He is just my boyfriend, and told him, I'm afraid he will look down on me, I can't speak, really. Method."

Ansui's eyes may be red, and his voice trembled.

She said that it was okay at school, I was at least a good student, and when I left school, I was just an ordinary employee of the company.

Xiang Yu closed her eyes and interrupted her suddenly: "Talking to those men is the way you found?"

"You people born in a honeypot..."

An Sui laughed, "I don't understand."

Xiang Yu frowned and wanted to ask her, why bother?

No matter what kind of life is so bad, there is always an open and honest way to go.

But he didn't speak to Taro.

Perhaps in the eyes of Ansui, she is also a woman with a sugar daddy. What qualifications does she have to say about others?

It was also at this time that Jin Fubai came over from the next court with a racket and saw Xiang Yu's slightly swollen ankle at a glance.

He stood under the big sun and raised his jaw: "What happened to the foot?"

"I accidentally slapped it."

Jin Fubai came over and squatted in front of her, carefully holding up her calf, frowning and checking: "I'll call the doctor."

"Don't don't don't."

Xiang Yu was really afraid of his fuss. Every time she had dysmenorrhea, Jin Fubai would toss the old professor.

This time, it was just a foot, and it was a little bit swollen. I don't know if this person will have convulsions and call the head of orthopedics.

She shook her head and said, "I won't play tennis these days, just raise it."

Jin Fubai glanced at the ice cream stick on the table: "Well, just eat ice cream. Eat more and you won't have dysmenorrhea."

Turning his head to Yu Yu guilty.

The interaction between the two fell in Ansui's eyes. She was surprised and puzzled:

Isn't Xiang Yu Jin Fubai's lover?

Why does it seem that their relationship is not as simple as that of a lover?

Jin Fubai helped Yu take the racket and bag: "Don't change your clothes, go home."

"Then lunch..."

"Do you want to eat lunch with your feet like this?"

Jin Fubai chuckled, "Say in advance what you want to eat. I will let the cook come and cook it at home."

He turned his back to the taro, squatted down halfway, and hooked his palm: "Come up."

Jumped onto Jin Fubai's back on one leg to Yu, and he held it firmly on his back.

"Xiang Yu."

An Sui yelled behind him, but he didn't expect Jin Fubai and Xiang Yu to turn their heads at the same time and look over.

A long time later, Xiang Yu recalled Ansui's expression, which resembled a puppet cat raised by the elderly in her family when she was a child.

When a cat commits a crime, it will rub its paws secretly, trying to scratch you, but if someone finds it, he can only put away the sharp paws to reveal the soft pads, and yell at you softly, meow.

An Sui met Jin Fubai's indifferent gaze, paused, and put on a smile again.

She said to Xiang Yu: "Get well soon."