Want to see you.

The meal was delicious, and after dinner, Shen Ke asked, "Where do you live?"

Lin Jian picked up his jacket and followed him out of the box, saying, "An apartment in an industrial park."

"Okay." Shen Ke says, "I'll walk you."

They walk around several intricately crafted double-sided embroidered screens, one after the other, down the hall to the bar, where Shen Ke pays the bill.

Lin Jian stood next to him and watched Shen Ke pull out his wallet from the pocket of his coat under his arm, and the moment he opened the wallet and drew a card, a cluster of bright colors flashed by, but suddenly pierced Lin Jian's eyes.

Again his heart beat in uncontrolled confusion, and though it was only a brief glimpse, he was sure he could not be mistaken--

Just placed in the inner layer of the wallet, that fleeting flash of color, but it was the year he personally sent out the peace of blessings.

Don't move the shears, don't break the strings--

The five-colored horse seeks to be blessed for a long time.

Lin Jian quickly threw his eyes out of the restaurant, using the sea of neon lights on the street to hide the sudden redness of his eyes.

Perhaps the atmosphere of the second half of the meal was too cozy, or perhaps the details of the people in front of him were too familiar, waiting for Lin Jian to get out of the restaurant and sit in the passenger seat of the car again, the hardness and helplessness that had been growing quietly were all gently soothed.

Shen Ke was able to bring him back to the familiarity and closeness of five years ago in just one dinner.

Lin Jian slightly side-eyed, the rest of his eyes saw Shen Ke fasten the seat belt, ignition, the car slid forward, and his shoulders and back, which had been tense for most of the day from the beginning of the meeting, finally slowly loosened up.

As the car drove towards the park, Lin Jian's eyes inadvertently swept past the time on the center console, only to realize that it was already past nine o'clock.

He suddenly thought of something and turned his head to ask, "Are you going back today?"

The two cities are more than three hours away from each other, so if Shen Ke has to go back tonight, that's too long a delay.

Frustrated, Shen Ke said, "Go back, there's a meeting tomorrow morning that I can't put off."

Lin Jian followed up with, "You drove back by yourself?"

"Uh-huh."

"Where's the driver?"

Shen Ke downplayed the situation by saying, "I didn't keep my driver and secretary waiting."

"Just for a dinner ......" Lin Jian brow a few unnoticeable frown, only after a long time, spit out a sentence: "consumed to such a late night, but also to drive more than three hours of highway by yourself, why do you need to blindly toss this one time I'm not going to be able to do that."

Shen Ke gave him a slightly surprised look at his words, but then, it was replaced by sporadic smiles floating under his eyes; he didn't explain anything, but just laughed gently in the slightly indulgent tone Lin Jian was most familiar with all those years ago, "What silly things to say."

This tone of voice is too natural, as if ...... the one sitting beside him is still the same teenager once.

Never left the general.

"It's you, tomorrow ......" Shen Ke said halfway through his sentence, Lin Jian's cell phone suddenly rang, Shen Ke stopped the words behind, signaling him to answer the phone first.

Lin Jian glanced at the caller ID and picked up, "Team Leader."

Fang Jingwei asked on the other side of the phone, "Still not back? I just knocked on the door of your apartment, but no one opened it."

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian glanced at Shen Ke, who was concentrating on driving next to him, and answered briefly with narrowed eyes, "I met a friend, let's have dinner together, what do you want to see me about?"

Unexpectedly, Fang Jingwei experienced two seconds, and instead of answering the question, smiled and said, "You have friends over here? I didn't hear you mention it before."

Lin Jian had always had a clear delineation of the people around him, and in his opinion, whether as a coworker or a supervisor, Fang Jingwei's question clearly crossed the line. But since Shen Ke was still in the car, he didn't say anything in the end, but just repeated, "Team leader, is there anything else?"

"Nothing." Fang Jingwei did not seem to care about the obvious coldness in his voice, still said with a smile, "Just to let you know, this period of time to catch up with the bidding program hard work, the final results will come out in about a week or so, so from tomorrow until the results are announced during this period of time, as a short vacation for everyone, but the cell phone should be kept open at all times. "

Lin Jian said, "Okay, I got it."

I thought the call should have ended here, but Fang Jingwei asked again unexpectedly, "So, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

And I don't know if it was because Lin Jian's cell phone was a bit loud, but after this question, he obviously felt Shen Ke, who had been driving the car, inclined his head to look at him.

"No." Lin Jian's brows gradually colored with a hint of impatience, but still calmly replied, "If there is nothing else important, I will probably take a good two days of rest in the apartment."

"Well ...... you've been working almost continuously during this period of time, you really should take a break now." For some reason, this answer seemed to make Fang Jingwei feel a hint of pleasure, and before ending the call he said, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow then."

Until the phone hung up, Lin Jian felt a bit puzzled.

Shen Ke held the steering wheel lightly with one hand, the other hand supported on the corner of his forehead, index finger tapped a few times at the location of his temples, waiting for Lin Jian to put away his cell phone, and suddenly asked, "Your group leader?"

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian said, "The one who led the meeting today."

Shen Ke, however, was silent for some time, and then sighed softly and abruptly asked a question unlike what he would have asked in his previous style, "Has he been so ...... warm to you?"

When Shen Ke said the last two words, there was a very subtle pause, but Lin Jian, since he was a child, had been extremely sensitive to Shen Ke's most subtle senses, and in that short pause, he very keenly caught from the change in Shen Ke's mouth shape that, if he guessed it correctly, Shen Ke did not mean to say "warmly" but "attentively" in the beginning. If his guess was correct, what Shen Ke wanted to say at the beginning was not "warm", but "attentive".

Lin Jian heart suddenly rose a burst of extremely subtle illusion, because he seemed to detect from Shen Ke's tone of voice, a little bit close to no inquiry and ...... despair?

"With a snap, the invisible "mood switch" was once again slapped down by Shen Ke, a realization that was both novel and mind-boggling to Lin Jian, but he looked suspiciously at the person who had just asked the question, and chose to tell the truth: "Not really, he's very smooth and considerate, and he's very nice to any member of the project team."

Shen Ke made no rebuttal to this, but merely raised his eyebrows slightly: saying, "That's right."

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian nodded, then thought about the interruption earlier and asked, "What were you going to say?"

"Oh." Shen Ke seemed to be pondering something, and only remembered it after being reminded, but then said, "Nothing."

"Huh?" Perhaps it was a habit from childhood, no matter how much time had passed, the way he never hid his chirpy streak in front of Shen Ke had accidentally popped up again, "Mung who? You just clearly said the words 'you tomorrow', so what happened to me tomorrow?"

His blunt and obstinate tone was not far from his memory, Shen Ke suddenly shook his head for a moment, and when he looked at it, not only his tone, but also Lin Jian's expression was exactly the same as the teenager who had wrinkled his eyebrows and insisted on asking for an answer for countless times in his memories.

"Tomorrow ......" Shen Ke said this suddenly paused, and when he opened his mouth again he had already brought on a loose smile, "Aren't you going to meet with Team Leader Fang tomorrow?"

Lin Jian didn't believe his bullshit and quickly said, "He just said it off the top of his head, now I'm the one asking you."

It really is ...... exactly the same.

Shen Ke's smile deepened, but he was not Lin Jian, not like him to be completely indifferent to the side with obvious suggestive exchanges, at least to understand those Lin Jian automatically blocked or do not care about the strings outside the voice.

Not to mention that the other side has made it so obvious.

Shen Ke sighed for a long time and suddenly asked, "Is that Fang team leader ...... single?"

Lin Jian was caught off guard by this question, and he immediately froze there, turning his head to stare at Shen Ke with a puzzled and inquisitive gaze for a long time, his mind rapidly circling the reason for his question, as well as ...... the footage of the interactions that had occurred between Fang Jingwei and Shen Ke during the course of the day.

Lin Jian couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment, but as the light-walking scene replayed in his head, his heart sank at an even pace in a very short period of time.

He thought of Fang Jingwei's elegance and suavity, of Shen Ke's reserve, of Fang Jingwei's dashing style, of Shen Ke's elegance.

The analogy is indeed correct.

After a long moment, he slowly turned his body and sat upright again, throwing his eyes from the front glass to the glittering pavement of the Chinese lights, and squeezed out of his throat, "I guess so, that's what everyone says, but ......"

Shen Ke asked, "But what?"

"But although it is not clear exactly how old he is, his colleagues in the design institute are rumored to be over 40 years old, isn't ...... it not quite right?"

Shen Ke students jumped abruptly and subconsciously replied, "Indeed the age difference is a bit big."

Lin Jian glanced at him wordlessly, then restrainedly withdrew his gaze and hooked the corners of his mouth with downcast eyes--like a mute self-deprecation.

Shen Ke is 35 years old this year, and the difference between him and Fang Jingwei, who is over 40, is only six or seven years, but in Shen Ke's opinion, it is already a "big gap".

Therefore, it would not be unusual for himself, who was twelve years and one reincarnation removed from him, to be gently rejected when he confessed to him such shocking thoughts and obsessions in his heart, right?

It's not all of them, but it must be a "few" of them.

So for many years, he thought about the pain of tossing and turning, even if it has been more than five years, even if they meet again by accident, and then the night of this kind of mind rolling difficult to hold on to, the young things of the heart, the once delusional, but he is a word do not dare to mention it again.

Shen Ke ...... Lin Jian slightly raised his eyes, looked at the man next to him with warm and deep eyes, and thought to himself, probably in Shen Ke's place, his own youthful infatuation and inability to get what he wanted have long gone with the wind, and can not be counted, and can not be true.

Now that they are reunited again, they ...... are just old friends.

This night's emotional ups and downs are too volatile, so Lin Jian years of practiced self-control and self-restraint with that "age difference" all disappeared, at this time his intuition precedes the consciousness, in the case of his own has not yet reacted to the situation, already opened his mouth to ask out: "five or six years old, even six or seven years old! Just, there is no difference between most of it ...... or, how old do you think is appropriate?"

"Huh?" Shen Ke didn't react at first, and when he suddenly figured out what he meant by that after a few seconds, there was a rare few seconds of blankness and disconnection in his brain.

So what kind of tricky and treacherous angle of thinking does he have to understand on this level?

For a while, Shen Ke just felt ridiculous.

"...... What are you laughing at?" Lin Jian's tone was laced with a very light hint of irritation.

"You ......" Shen Ke clenched his fists to hide his laughter and lost it, "That's a real train of thought you ...... "

"What?"

Shen Ke sighed and said truthfully, "I didn't mean it that way."

"......" Lin Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, "So what do you mean?"

"You're really ......" Shen Ke There are a few laughs in his tone, and more than that, he is mildly helpless, "A person in his twenties, at least you've lived abroad for so many years, how come you're still so insensitive to other people's gestures of goodwill sensitive?"

This was the case when I was in high school. Several times Ai Jia's calls for favors went to Shen Ke, but when I asked Lin Jian about it, I found out that he didn't have the slightest impression of the girls he had met in the library, the basketball court, or the practical training building.

After a few seconds, it was Lin Jian's turn to be stunned after realizing the meaning of Shen Ke's words.

"I ......" Lin Jian stumbled for a rare moment, "I didn't mean that, Fang ...... he shouldn't have either, it may be that you would have the wrong meaning."

Shen Ke heard him say this, and did not elaborate any further on the living justification, but simply gave him a very light look and said, "Well, it could be."

After all, in Shen Ke's opinion, whether the other party is intentional or not, it is never the best choice for Lin Jian.

But at this moment Lin Jian's state of mind once again set off subtle waves, his fingers resting on the side of the car window curled up slightly, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice, "So when you just said that the age difference was a bit too much, and that it wasn't a good fit, you were referring to me and him, right?"

Shen Ke looked at the road ahead and made no sound.

It may be that tonight's "emotional induction" switch frequently to the point of vaguely out of control, or it may be precipitation solidified five years of intense emotions in the reunion of the day of the resurgence of eruption like leakage, or habit, in the face of Shen Ke, Lin Jian has never been able to control his words and actions, he suddenly opened his mouth! He asked, "Then you think, what kind of talent is suitable, or ...... how many years difference is considered the upper limit?"

The words came out of his mouth in the moment when he was not in control of his thoughts, but it was only after he had asked them that Lin Jian realized that he had wanted to ask the same question five years ago.

What kind of talent, do you think?

How far do I have to close the gap between me and him before it is acceptable?

If five or six isn't possible, and seven or eight isn't appropriate, then what about twelve? Does that seem to you to be an insurmountable barrier?

Shen Ke's grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly, but for a long time, there was no answer.

A corner of his heart slightly collapsed, Shen Ke calmly and silently completed the self-repair.

After a long time can not be answered, Lin Jian look did not see much loss, he calmly breathed a sigh of relief, slowly turned back to look at the front glass of the stream of light on the shadow of the lamp for a moment, and then gently laughed.

"Is it a hard question to answer?"

Shen Ke moved his lips, and before he could make a sound, he heard him laugh again, "I ...... how to say ...... am also considered to be the one you watched grow up, so even if you are standing in the perspective of the elders, you don't have any better advice to give me? "

"You ......" Shen Ke deliberated for a moment, as if thinking of something, and also curved the corners of his mouth very gently, and said "If I had to have one, I'd like the other person to be a strong-minded person. "

Lin Jian's eyes flicked up and looked at him askingly, "How do you define it?"

Shen Ke was silent for a moment, and his tone became a little quiet and solemn as he said, "Lin Jian, I hope you will always be firmly chosen."

Your single-mindedness deserves to be rivaled by a purer heart without distractions, and if the other person chooses you, then I hope he has no extra reason to do so, simply because, well, you're just you.

Just as a bee must draw nectar from a flower, is a butterfly must break out of its cocoon, and the sun must rise in the east and set in the west, this child he had watched grow up must be the reason for being chosen itself.

After a long time, Lin Jian slowly turned back, narrowed his eyes and wondered what he was thinking, and then, after a long time, moved his eyes out of the car window and let out a soft "oh".

When the words came to this point, the two fell silent once again, and if they wanted to say more, I was afraid that they would have crossed the line.

After all, Lin Jian's reasons for leaving were clear to both of them, and in Lin Jian's case, Shen Ke should be regarded as a person with a "previous record".

Although five years is enough time to change anyone and everything, or time to teach people to grow up, this time sitting next to the young people have long been asked Shen Ke "really not possible" of the stubborn pale teenager, looking back at the past, may suddenly realize that the past all kinds of obsession is just a juvenile nature of the nature, and now look back! When you look back at the past, you may suddenly realize that all the past obsessions were just the result of your youthful nature, and when you look back now, it was just a momentary confusion, which has long been dismissed as worthless.

But Shen Ke still reminds himself - it took five years for him to see someone again anyway, so he'd better be careful with his words, and there are some things that are inappropriate to say, both lightly and deeply.

He did not want to accidentally touch the other side of the "scales", and if he ran away for five years with no news, where else would he find someone?

So, both of them tacitly agreed to go around that once "forbidden zone", no one dared to cross the minefield half a step.

The car pulls into the lower road and Lin Jian warns, "Turn left up ahead and you'll be there."

"Good."

There is no gated community on this side of the industrial park, so Shen Ke drove straight into the park, and when she was about to arrive at the apartment building, Lin Jian said, "That's fine, I'll just get off here."

Shen Ke slowed down but didn't stop and asked, "Why don't you go over to the apartment building."

Lin Jian thought about it and replied, "The coworkers went to a gathering and have already returned, so it would be inappropriate for anyone to see me and you ......."

Shen Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, "...... inappropriate?"

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian looks down and unbuckles his seatbelt without much explanation.

Shen Ke parked the Barbos in a vacant lot on the side not far from the apartment building, and Lin Jian suddenly thought of something as he got out of the car, gave a start to his hand on the car door, and then turned around and asked with rare delight, "By the way, how's the skinny egg?"

"Can finally remember it." Shen Ke heard him ask this question, the bottom of his eyes unconsciously rippled with laughter and said, "It's so good, it eats a big bowl of food and sleeps for most of the day, and every time it goes to the vet hospital for a physical examination, the doctor tells it to go on a diet to reduce its weight."

"...... Impossible." Lin Jian boarded up his face, incredulous, not accepting that his dog had actually gone astray, and directly dumped it, "It ...... that's a Border Collie, how was it raised by you like this?"

"No way." Shen Ke glanced at him and smiled meaningfully, "Can't help it."

Lin Jian looked at his light and familiar smile and fell into deep suspicion.

"You less cheat ......" Lin Jian just want to retort, the eye light inadvertently swept, happened to see from the apartment door walked out of the figure, the words all of a sudden a beat, followed by the backhand pull open the door, leaned over and said, "then you Driving carefully" to the apartment side to go.

Shen Ke followed his line of sight and of course saw the man.

It's Fang Jingwei.

Looking at Lin Jian's back as he quickly left without looking back, Shen Ke's fingers on the steering wheel idly tapping stopped and gently raised an eyebrow and let out a "tsk".

What's the rush?

Not even a goodbye.

Lin Jian's legs were long and tall, and it didn't take long for him to reach the front door of the apartment. Fang Jingwei, who was looking down at his cell phone, raised his head when he heard the footsteps, and couldn't help but smile when he saw the person who came to see him clearly: "Coming back so late, did you have a good time chatting with your friends?"

"Fine." Lin Jian resumed his usual cool tone, but in the back of his mind, he hoped that Shen Ke had already driven away; after all, he really didn't want Fang Jingwei to know that he and Shen Ke were acquainted with each other.

Fang Jingwei Businessman thinking, smooth and shrewd, if he knew that he actually had a former friend with Shen's big boss, he would certainly not hesitate to seize this thread and make an attempt or action.

This makes bidding for the project a less pure affair, one that Lin Jian already resents with a passion and, more importantly, one that he knows Shen Ke doesn't like either.

"It's hard to get a taxi here, how did you get back?" Fang Jingwei makes seemingly unintentional small talk.

"It's okay." Lin Jian said, "It's a lot easier to hail a cab on line than in Port City."

"That's true," Fang Jingwei said. Fang Jingwei said, glancing behind Lin Jian, who turned his head as he did so, but saw only the taillights of the Barbossa as it roared away into the night.

"...... didn't expect ......" Fang Jingwei face amazed, "The mainland's online car is at this level ......"

What kind of economic and social development is going on when you're driving an $8 million Barbos around?

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian mentally breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his gaze, nodded and said in a faint voice, "It's rumored that there are still people who drive phantoms to take orders, so next time let's see if we have any good luck encountering them."

"......"

"I'll go upstairs first." Lin Jian raised his feet and headed for the apartment building's front door.

"Lin Jian." Fang Jingwei called out from behind him, watching Lin Jian stop and asking with a smile, "The evening breeze is very comfortable tonight, are you interested in taking a walk together?"

"...... can't." Thinking of the oolong conversation with Shen Ke in the car, Lin Jian frowned slightly and simply refused, "I'm prone to migraines when I blow in the night air, so make yourself at home." After saying that, he went straight into the door.

"......"

The Park Life Apartments are not fingerprint unlocked. Lin Jian stands in front of the door and opens the room door with the key, enters the room and turns on the overhead light in the foyer to change her shoes.

The layout of the apartment is a typical one-bedroom, one-living-room, one-kitchen, one-bathroom structure. Lin Jian changed his shoes and went straight to the bedroom, took out the bathrobe from the suitcase, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up.

This habit is still young and Shen Ke together with the life developed, regardless of spring, summer, fall and winter, as long as the outside back, into the house the first thing is to take a shower, as if this process, outside the door of the home of the mundane things can be washed away by the hot water, and from the bathroom out of the home is the home, and the door outside the flurry of disturbances have no relationship.

It was once just the two of them in their comfort zone.

When he returned to the living room after his shower, his cell phone on the coffee table kept vibrating.

Lin Jian rubbed his hair and walked over to see the transatlantic number on the caller's screen.

He picked up the phone, and a gentle female voice flowed out of the receiver as Brianna asked in not-so-skilled Chinese, "Lin Jian?"

"Brianna, hi."

After confirming that it was me who answered, Brianna's next exchange switched freely to English, "It's been a long time, how have you been?"

"Not bad." Lin Jian sat down on the couch, thought for a moment, then added, "I'm back on the mainland."

"Whoa? Not working in Port City anymore?" Brianna wondered.

"No, it's just that I came back because of work, and I might have to go back to Hong Kong City soon." When Lin Jian communicated with Brianna, there was an inexplicable calmness, and her tone was much more soothing, no longer so cold and detached.

After all, the psychiatrist who had psychologized himself for four long years was someone he could trust and confide in, and one of the few people in the forest who could be unguarded on the inside.

"That's right." Brianna smiled over the phone, making casual yet professional small talk with him, "So have you been feeling okay lately, feeling stressed with the new environment?"

"It's okay." Lin Jian answered truthfully, "I don't feel any pressure, after all, it doesn't make any difference to me where I am."

They are all like floating duckweed, letting things go.

"No, honey." Brianna said warmly, "You're still a little pessimistic."

Lin Jian leaned his head back on the back of the couch and laughed softly.

"How's the sleep?" Brianna asked again.

"It's pretty stable." Lin Jian said, "There was no increase in the dosage, it's still in the same state."

Only there's no reduction in volume either right.

"Okay, so what about mood?" Brianna asked again, "Do you still go to the airport, and is the frequency still regular?"

Brianna asked this question, but did not hear Lin Jian's answer for a long time.

When Brianna wanted to ask another question after what the psychiatrist thought was the timeframe for an answer, Lin Jian suddenly said, "No."

Two short words, but Brianna was greatly surprised and her tone took on a more serious tone, "Why, can you tell me what's wrong?"

"I ......" Lin Jian's voice trailed off, swallowing the ripple that appeared for a moment before saying, "...... I saw him It was, just today."

"...... What?" Brianna said in surprise, "You mean you ...... are in today?"

"Yes, five hours ago to be exact." Lin Jian puts down the towel in her hand and looks up at the overhead light and closes her eyes, then opens them again before saying, "Brianna, I thought at first that it was just another one of my dreams, but then I realized that it wasn't, that it was all real."

Brianna's tone became a little suspicious, "Are you so sure? Why?"

"Yes, I am so sure." Lin Jian said, "because I saw him carrying around the gift I gave him."

"That peace blessing?"

"Right." Lin Jian said, a little smile gradually surfacing under his eyes, "That's when I knew it wasn't a dream, I actually saw him for real."

"...... Why?"

"Because ......" Lin Jian's voice suddenly became soft, "he actually carries around the things I gave him, and in his dreams ...... it's not even such a good thing."

"......"

Later in the day, Lin Jian talked with Brianna and set up a time for the next online video therapy session, including Brianna telling him that she might be coming to China soon to participate in an academic exchange, and that they could set up a time to meet then.

Lin Jian thought about it and said yes.

Hanging up the phone is very late, Lin Jian took the cell phone back to the bedroom, charged it and went to the suitcase to find the pill box, swallowed half of the white pill with warm water, and then went to bed very consciously.

Maybe it was because he met the person who had been on his mind all the time in the past five years, this sleep Lin Jian actually slept very deeply, and could even be said to be dark and sweet.

The next morning, he was awakened by a group chat alert on his cell phone that continued to vibrate.

Lin Jian lying sideways on the bed, looking at the project group in the chat record has been heartless brush to 99 +, thought it was the project in addition to what happened, suddenly awake.

And after he roughly climbed the stairs to look at the content and found that it was all about his colleagues in the project team discussing where they were going to make waves today, and already where they were going to make waves tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he coldly put on a cold face and didn't hesitate to set up an undisturbed setting for the group chat.

After waking up, washing up, eating breakfast, etc., Lin Jian did not join his colleagues, but walked to the bus station outside the park by himself, took the bus to the heart of the city, and walked to the site of the project that was about to start.

He stayed in the center for a long time, treading the ground and at the same time could not help but look forward to it - if the bidding for this project was finally successful, then on this nearly 1,000 acres of land, there would be a city's central park with his participation in designing and leading the completion of the project.

To fantasize about every concept and bring it to life in person is the dream of every landscape designer, and Lin Jian is no exception.

Due to the long delay, lunch was simply a simple meal out.

By the time another bus ride back to the park apartments, it was after 3pm.

Lin Jian went into the house to take a shower as usual, and then came into the living room to find an old movie to pass the time.

And the TV had just been turned on when the cell phone rang.

Lin Jian followed the sound and in the next second, his eyes froze.

I can't believe it's ...... Shen Ke.

Yesterday in the private kitchen, Lin Jian only put his current phone number into Shen Ke's cell phone, because Shen Ke said he had not changed his number, so Lin Jian did not ask too many questions.

After all, the eleven-digit string ending in "1111" was something he had never forgotten.

And now, only ten hours after the meeting, Shen Ke reaches out to him?

Lin Jian felt his heart beating a little unsteadily again, he took a deep breath, picked up his cell phone and answered it.

Shen Ke's voice, still grainy and nice, asked over the phone, "In the apartment?"

Lin Jian unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone, "Yes."

Shen Ke just smiled and asked him, "Can you come downstairs?"

"Now?"

"Yes."

Lin Jian was dumbfounded for a few seconds and abruptly got up from the sofa, took a few steps to the window and looked down but didn't see the person on the phone, he asked, "Where are you?"

"In the same spot where we parked yesterday." Shen Ke laughed softly as if he knew what he was doing now, "Don't look, the windows of the apartment building don't look out here."

"...... Oh, good." Lin Jian had already returned to the bedroom as he spoke, opening the suitcase with one hand and finding the clothes, "Then wait for me." After a pause, he instructed, "Or it doesn't matter if you walk a little farther, I'll be right downstairs."

"......" Shen Ke, once again implied to "not be seen by anyone," was quiet for two seconds before saying, "Okay, you're in no hurry. "

Lin Jian is in a hurry.

Changing his clothes, he took the elevator straight downstairs, and when he got to the door of his apartment, he practically ran to the empty lot where he had gotten out of the car yesterday.

From afar, I saw an upright figure standing in the unseasonably hot sunlight of early fall, handsome and tall like many years ago.

Shen Ke looked up at the sound of footsteps, and in the next instant, smiled at the man not far away, while a release in his hand--

Lin Jian was caught off guard, and before he could stop, he was hit by a group of people running far away from him!

A hot, fluffy, but clearly overweight border collie slammed into his arms, and Lin Jian was so unprepared that he stumbled backward a couple of steps before he was able to get to his feet.

As soon as he looked down, he saw PiYan's big, black and bright eyes shining with excitement, his two front paws resting on his shoulders, and his head flopping into his arms for a good rub!

Lin Jian, wrapped in a hug by Piebald, finally reacted slowly, and then suddenly wrapped his arms around Piebald's body and tried to pick him up, only to--

One ...... actually ...... didn't hold it.

"......"

"...... Still recognize me?" Lin Jian squatted down and breathlessly rubbed Pi Egg's head, his eyes smiling with surprise, "You've had a good time these past few years, ah ......"

So the replacement came to Pee Wee for an intimate S'har wild posting.

It was only when the footsteps stopped in front of him that Lin Jian took his eyes off of the pièce de résistance and tilted his head slightly to look at the person he had seen only a dozen or so hours ago, and who had now appeared in front of him again.

"How did you ......" Lin Jian stuck for a moment before asking in full, "Why did you come over again?"

Shen Ke stood in the orange sunlight, his body seemed to be full of brightly beating points of light, his eyes reflecting the warmth of the early fall sun and the face of the person in front of him, smiled and "hmm".

"Didn't you not believe me yesterday when I said it had gained weight?" Shen Ke replied with a smile, "That's why I brought it here today, to show you."

Would love to see you again too.