Qiu Mingyue secretly blew the wind on the balcony.
The night was like water, and she stood where Zhou Su stood last week. From a distance, she could see the lights of thousands of houses on the other side. But up close, she couldn't actually see the faces of the people on the bridge very clearly.
Slowly and slowly, until a pair of flirting men and women in the corner began to rub each other's necks, Qiu Mingyue shrank her neck and went back. After staying outside for a while, when I went inside, it was like an ice cave. There was a cold wind in my pocket, and I felt calmer inside.
The bartender was talking to Zhou about something, but when he saw her coming, he stopped talking and went to greet other customers. As soon as he got closer to Zhou Su, Qiu Mingyue's calm heart began to ripple again. She was speechless for a moment and picked up the wine she had not finished drinking to cover up.
"I've reached an agreement." Zhou Su said suddenly.
"What?"
"You can also get a discount next time you come and tell me your name."
Qiu Mingyue was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Zhou Xing was serious, she found it funny for some reason. She suppressed her smile and said, "Have you told the boss?"
"Um."
Qiu Mingyue asked curiously: "The boss is here?"
Following Zhou Xing's gaze, he saw the bartender with pigtails, and the wine bottle in his hand was doing tricks.
"Isn't it?" Qiu Mingyue turned her head and asked Zhou Su in surprise.
Zhou Su chuckled: "Isn't it so unlikeable?"
Qiu Mingyue put away her surprised expression and said, "No, it's just... a little surprising."
"The boss said that if you only come to drink, he will treat you."
"Ah?" How embarrassing is this? Qiu Mingyue waved her hand and refused, "No, no, no."
"It's okay, you can't even drink a few glasses of wine."
Qiu Mingyue was a little embarrassed when she heard Zhou Su's words. She suddenly remembered that she pretended to be drunk during the team building two weeks ago. She had almost forgotten it. However, she was so drunk that she fell asleep in someone else's car. How could she not be impressed? Qiu Mingyue told herself with tears. Don't drink too much or too little later and show your weakness.
"What if I come with my friends? If there are several people."
"He didn't invite me."
Qiu Mingyue still couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, director, but this doesn't seem like something you would say."
Zhou Su lowered his eyes, then raised them again: "What words are like what I would say?"
Amidst the noise of voices and music, the sound was like wine with ice, intoxicatingly clear. He leaned on the bar with his elbows and tilted his head to look at her and ask questions, all in a drunken and lazy manner.
When their eyes met, Qiu Mingyue was unconsciously stunned and swallowed, "Just... haha," she laughed dryly, "It's nothing."
"Mingyue." He called her.
Qiu Mingyue responded nervously and quietly, her heart already trembling from the whisper that sounded like a lover.
There is a villain who is beating and screaming like crazy, regretting, regretting so much, she should have continued recording, but it's a pity that her career collapsed. It's really nice to listen to.
"Try calling my name again."
Qiu Mingyue stuttered: "What, what's wrong? Why?"
"Practice, next time you want a discount."
A joke that only happens after drinking too much.
It even gave Qiu Mingyue the illusion that she and Zhou Su had a good relationship, since they could only talk to each other in a week.
Qiu Mingyue opened her mouth, and her voice was about to come out several times, but she only sucked in air and was completely stuck. He just shouted his name, struggled for a long time, "...Zhou," the sound was like a mosquito, and the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth was retracted, but he still couldn't say, "Director Zhou."
Zhou Su's unabashed chuckle made Qiu Mingyue blush.
"Mingyue," Zhou complained, "I always feel that you are afraid of me."
Qiu Mingyue's heartbeat was wrong, and she was completely misunderstood, but it still made her feel panicked.
Without waiting for an explanation, Zhou Su quirked his lips at her again: "Just kidding, don't be nervous."
Qiu Mingyue was about to cry but had no tears: "...No."
With his tie loosened and his cuffs rolled up, Qiu Mingyue found that every time she and Zhou Su were alone, he seemed to be in a more relaxed state, and then the casual and romantic style he inadvertently revealed, coupled with his voice, couldn't help but let her Wishful thinking.
If he had to describe it, the word that came to Qiu Mingyue's mind as he held the wine glass was "lust" - he was fully aware of his sexual temptation, suppressed it with reason on weekdays, and began to radiate charm when he met the target of his attack. seduce.
The first half is objective judgment, the second half is subjective conjecture.
Her brain started producing yellow waste again, Qiu Mingyue lamented inwardly.
Men are not innocent, and it is possible to be clean and self-sufficient, but Zhou Xing is not ignorant of Xue Yue Feng Hua. Qiu Mingyue is very confused. Does he really have no idea how powerful his lethality is?
Stop making fun of me, damn it!
She obviously wanted to drink less, but unknowingly she got a little drunk. She wanted to order another drink, but was dissuaded by Zhou Xing. Thinking of the bug she had planted, Qiu Mingyue had to compromise and drink ice lemon water.
However, Zhou Su answered a phone call later. After he left, Ye Songyuan turned around and appeared. Pretending to be mysterious, he arranged a row of shots and placed them in front of her. He winked and said, "Have a drink. You can ask me a question about Zhou Su."
Oh, it's just a continuation of the previous topic.
Just now, Qiu Mingyue learned from Zhou Su that Ye Songyuan's family was in the hotel and catering business, and that he had a sister who was in charge of the family business. He himself had been starting a business since he was in college, and finally opened this store based on his heart. I came here to mix drinks when I had nothing to do, and paid a private visit incognito to inspect the business conditions of the store.
Qiu Mingyue asked: "Can I ask any questions?"
Ye Songyuan affirmed: "Any question is acceptable."
"So does Director Zhou have any secrets?"
Ye Songyuan was choked, unable to tell whether this girl was really innocent or pretending to be stupid. Qiu Mingyue almost got in the way and said, "Hey, this is not a problem. You haven't drank the wine yet."
Qiu Mingyue felt cheated. She had many questions to ask Zhou Xing, but she was really unsure about the ones she could ask Ye Songyuan and that Ye Songyuan could answer. However, I wanted to have a good time when I went out to drink as much as I wanted. I didn't think about the problem clearly, so I drank two glasses of wine first.
Sure enough, he had a good impression of Brother Zhou. Ye Songyuan judged this while watching Qiu Mingyue sip a glass of wine and secretly thinking about her drinking capacity.
Questions about family and private life must not be asked, only indirect gossip. With the third cup in hand, Qiu Mingyue thought about the question: "How do you know each other?"
What a problem this is. Ye Songyuan was very disappointed: "When I was preparing to open this store, I asked a senior to help me. When the store opened, Brother Zhou came to support me and I met him."
Qiu Mingyue nodded, but before she could ask the second question, a hand suddenly took away the wine glass in her hand - Zhou Su looked at her like a child whose parents caught her secretly drinking. Let Qiu Mingyue swallow her excuses.
Ye Songyuan stopped talking about it: "It doesn't have much alcohol content, it's a drink, really."
Zhou Su returned the wine glass to Qiu Mingyue and said calmly: "Don't drink too much."
After a long time, Qiu Mingyue answered in a low voice with a blushing face.
After getting tipsy from the drink, Qiu Mingyue and Ye Songyuan added friends before leaving, but they didn't know when they would get the chance to get back the remaining question.
She and Zhou Su went out from the backyard and walked forward into the wind to reach the river embankment, where lovers cuddled and children played.
Qiu Mingyue was half a step behind Zhou Xing, but Zhou Xing seemed to notice this, slowed down slightly, and walked side by side, looking no different from the couple walking towards them.
They just look like a couple, but if you look closely, no real couple will interlock their fingers or embrace each other intimately no matter how hot they are. The girl's hair blew through the boy's arms in the wind, and there was a gap between her and Zhou Su. One punch goes far.
It was like military training, she thought inappropriately, almost laughing.
Qiu Mingyue didn't know where Zhou Su was taking her. Maybe she just wanted to walk along the river beach to wake up the bar. She just followed quietly, her eyes falling on the toes of the two of them walking together, and suddenly she heard Zhou Su ask: "You Do you like flowers?"
"Flower?" Qiu Mingyue looked at Zhou Su after hearing this, "I like it."
Then he saw him stop, and then Qiu Mingyue saw the flower stall.
"What flowers do you like?"
Qiu Mingyue's brain was at a loss. The old woman selling flowers recommended in Mandarin with an accent: "My flowers are all very good. Girl, look at them. They have lilies and roses."
"Pick a bunch." Zhou said.
As soon as they stopped, real lovers also came to buy flowers. Qiu Mingyue wanted to jump into the river and chose a bouquet of chamomile in confusion, with pink petals and yellow core. Zhou Xing paid the money, and the old lady thanked her warmly. Qiu Mingyue held the flowers and felt extremely embarrassed. Zhou Xing seemed to understand and explained: "Take care of the old man's business."
No problem, just do one good deed every day.
In the end, Zhou Su didn't ask for a driver and took a taxi back. Qiu Mingyue got into the back seat first and found that Zhou Su wanted to sit in the back seat as well, so she quickly moved in.
The two of them sat quietly, Qiu Mingyue put the flowers on her lap, and pursed her lips unconsciously when she was not talking.
Quiet and calm, Zhou Su has always known that the new girl in the planning post has a more introverted personality. He completely understands Qiu Mingyue's sense of distance from him, but after @ saw something he shouldn't know , he saw a side of her that was as unknown as him.
It was like he had opened Pandora's box, and the temptation made him become the most despicable and filthy person. The more he saw Qiu Mingyue's chin and lowered eyebrows, the more he wanted to pry into what she was really thinking.
"Director, do you grow flowers?" Qiu Mingyue found a topic to ask him.
"No," Zhou Su came back to his senses, "My parents grow flowers, and I just have a few potted plants at home."
"Me too. My parents grow flowers and vegetables. I used to buy flowers, but then I seldom bought them."
"too busy?"
"No," Qiu Mingyue said slightly, "It takes a lot of energy to raise flowers, but I have raised chrysanthemums before, and they are relatively easy to raise."
She gently fiddled with the petals.
"So you chose this?"
"It's good-looking and cheap, and it's also very beautiful after it's driven out." She paused, "I can take pictures for you then."
The passing light turned Qiu Mingyue into a painting, and Zhou Su smelled the faint sweetness of apples.
"Okay." He made a mental note.
This time the car stopped at the gate of the community. Qiu Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief and got out of the car seemingly calmly to say goodbye to Zhou Xing.
With the car window half-lowered, Qiu Mingyue naturally thought of the night two weeks ago, as if they had had a similar moment of stillness. Zhou Su looked at herself, as if she was the only one in his eyes.
When the tide comes in, you can't help but hold your breath, your thoughts are empty, but your chest slowly fills up. The sound seemed to come from a very far away place, mistaking it for the quiet sound of the waves, until the waves crashed all over the ground, rustling lightly across the beach, leaving wet traces.
"Goodbye, director."
"goodbye."
The taxi stopped where it was and didn't start again until Qiu Mingyue was no longer visible.
Zhou Su laughed at himself for being narcissistic, but if Qiu Mingyue really invited him upstairs just now, what would he do?
Sobering tea...heh.
When I first saw the script, the background was the boss and subordinates after team building, and I naturally thought of Qiu Mingyue who fell asleep in his car. The naked words directly arouse instinctive desires. It was not until I read the book once that I realized that I had involved people in the whole process - what is even more frightening is that there is no sense of violation.
"...Director, do you want to come up and sit down?"
"...Do you know how you usually look at me?"
The look in his eyes...
He had noticed Qiu Mingyue's occasional shyness, as well as other people's. It seemed a bit arrogant to say he was used to it, but he really didn't mind it. It was just that he had such a face. It had nothing to do with him personally, but if it was an extension When it comes to physical desires, how much is true love?
Because "stars" are associated with the moon, Zhou Su felt that such baseless speculation was ridiculous, but then he received a new script:
On a rainy day, there were only two people in the warehouse, the familiar dialogue at the beginning, licking the wound on the ankle, and rushing into the car in the rain while protecting the person in his arms. The car bumped and undulated like a small boat in the heavy rain.
There are too many specific indicators, which lock the suspect like evidence. Contrasts and coincidences are superimposed, and there are many unexpected things.
Zhou Su read the two scripts and the account content of "Lemon Yellow Star" carefully too many times. She once wrote an otome fanfic of a certain male anime character. Zhou Su doesn't watch anime very much, so she thought it was the same as Qiu Mingyue's WeChat avatar. It's the same person. I looked it up and found out it wasn't, but after careful comparison, I found it was the same voice actor.
I went to find some anime clips to listen to, and then looked through her script again.
It suddenly dawned on me that it was probably a feeling similar to this.
It was novel, no matter who he was, she only liked his voice.
A kind of "only" value. As for those sweet names and true confessions, they are just plot settings based on higher pleasure.
When I got home, I poured myself a glass of cold water as always, sat on the sofa, and looked out the window at the bustling night scene. After a while, his closed eyes opened.