The winding Huangpu River is like at your feet, and the rushing river water reflects the dark night and the bright lights on the other side. Su Fei held his mobile phone and took pictures of the night scenes on the other side. The last time he came to Zhuo Huan's house, the punk boy also took a lot of photos. Later, without exception, Fucheng saw these photos in his circle of friends.

This time, Su Fei took more than a dozen photos, selected nine of them, edited their circle of friends, and sent them out in a calm and gentle manner.

"It's another lonely night, I can only accompany the barbecue and the night view of Huangpu River." Old Joseph held his phone and read the words on the screen.

Su Fei said angrily: "What are you doing? Old Joseph, I just posted it on WeChat Moments and you go and see it."

Old Joseph laughed: "Aren't you just showing it to people, Fly."

When it comes to pretending, Mr. Zhuo emphasizes overwhelmingly without blind spots. Of course, underage is far inferior. He can only barely pretend to be a slap in maintaining his personality.

After playing for a while, all the meals were placed on the table, and Su Fei began to help everyone barbecue.

Zhuo Huan gave the key to the wine storage room to Old Joseph. Old Joseph ran to the first floor excitedly and picked a bottle of good wine. Facing the cool evening breeze, he looked at the night view of Pudong in the distance, and everyone drank wine while eating barbecue.

Old Joseph talked about his service in the US military when he was young.

Everyone listened curiously.

Zhuo Huan held the wine glass, leaned against the back of the chair, supported his face with one hand, and his expression was hidden in the dim night. Su Fei and Lina's attention was focused on Old Joseph, and only Fucheng kept looking at him thoughtfully.

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhuo Huan tsk, grabbed his hair irritably, and got up and left.

No one noticed his departure, and only thought he wanted to go to the bathroom. Fu Cheng silently, but still got up and followed.

Zhuo Huan poured wine at the bar on the first floor.

Fucheng walked over.

After a brief silence, he asked, "Is there any problem with the phone call downstairs just now?"

Zhuo Huan poured himself wine, and then wanted to pour it for Fucheng. Fucheng pressed the mouth of the glass with his hand: "I don't like drinking."

He does smoke, but he does not like drinking.

Zhuo Huan stopped pouring wine for him. He and Fu Cheng sat side by side in the high chair at the bar. He turned his head and looked at the young man in front of him. His eyes stopped on his pretty eyebrows, and then he nodded lazily: "Robert's phone number."

Fucheng's heart tightened.

Robert Gatsby, a professor of physics at the University of California, San Diego, is also one of the helpers in finding Roger 318 for Zhuo Huan.

"Did Professor Robert say what?"

Zhuo Huan: "The supercomputer calculated all the data three days ago."

Fucheng: "Yes."

Zhuo Huan: "Then they searched for three days but couldn't find it." He looked calm, but he couldn't hide the unhappiness and boredom in his tone.

Fucheng thought: "The final salvage range determined by the supercomputer should be reduced to 500,000 square kilometers. In three days, even if three salvage companies work together, it is impossible to search for 10,000 square kilometers. If they were not found in these three days, it does not mean that they will not be found in the future."

"If I say that before this range is determined, they have finished searching for 60% of the area."

Fucheng suddenly stopped.

Zhuo Huan supported his chin with one hand, staring at Fucheng with his silent eyes.

The two looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs. Lina walked down the stairs and saw them, and smiled and said, "What are you talking about here?"

Zhuo Huan glanced aside and continued to drink.

Fucheng stood up and asked her, "Did you go to get the cake?"

Lina's eyes turned on the two of them, and the blonde smiled slightly: "Yes. The poor courier seemed to be lost in the community and didn't know where to go. Lu, do you want to go with me to help him?"

Fu Cheng was stunned. He didn't expect Lina to invite him: "Of course."

The two went out together.

Lina: "Fu, there is something you want to forgive me, but I'm really curious. Please tell me."

Fucheng looked at her in surprise: "Forgive you? Lina, did you do something that you are sorry for me?" He smiled gently.

Lina blinked: "What if I accidentally checked out a little more when I was looking at your profile because of curiosity?"

Fucheng's eyes tightened.

Lina: "You must forgive my curiosity. I never ask about other people's ** without permission. But your resume has always been perfect, and you have been a top student since childhood. You have only been remembered once in high school... So, I checked this matter."

He suddenly felt relieved, and Fucheng said helplessly: "You are very curious, how could I fight with others?"

Lina reminded him: "To be precise, it's a fight with someone else for the sake of his girlfriend."

Fu Cheng thought about it and smiled at her, "It's not a big deal. I've forgotten almost the past. Children are just too likely to be unable to suppress their temper. If there is any conflict, it should be quite common to fight."

Lina's light blue eyes stared at Fucheng's soft smile for a moment, and she smiled and said, "Well, I just didn't expect you to have impulsive moments."

Fucheng smiled unanimously.

Soon, the elevator arrived at the first floor and the two went out to find the lost courier.

Fucheng can probably see that Lina may have misunderstood. But in fact, nothing big happened.

Fucheng has long forgotten his first love girlfriend. In his vague memory, he only remembers that he was a girl who loves to laugh, with two small dimples on his lips, and he always wears a white long skirt. In that youth with long hair and waist, she was like a fragrant gardenia, and all the boys in the school were fascinated by her. Naturally, she was the school beauty.

Fucheng met her in her second year of high school, and the two were assigned to the same class.

When he was young, Fucheng had no idea about love, and had only heard of the legendary school beauties, but had never paid attention to it. However, the girl noticed him and soon began a crazy pursuit of him.

Lina didn't know what she said, and she smiled and curled her eyes. Everyone in UAAG knew that Lina looked very outstanding. In fact, she had tens of millions of fans on Twitter, not only because she is Miss Mai Fei and the heir to the Comte family, but also because of her superior education and personal abilities, and more, her beautiful appearance.

Fu Cheng could not remember the appearance of his first love girlfriend, but he vaguely remembered that the girl had big eyes and smiled like Lina, sweet and gentle.

After all, he was just a high school student. If a beautiful and cheerful girl pursued him, he would naturally have a good impression of him. When the girl confessed to him and was rejected, she finally couldn't help crying. Somehow, Fucheng was soft-hearted and agreed. Then, they fell in love.

The love of middle school students is basically about holding hands and kissing the cheek at most.

As for the fight that Lina misunderstood...

Fucheng looked down at the ground, put his hands in his pockets, and continued to walk forward calmly.

That fight was more memorable than the girl himself.

The reason must be different from Lina's misunderstanding. It's just that the girl's family is poor. I don't know who reported that she made money as a prostitute outside the school, so she could afford a big-name mobile phone and a good-looking skirt. At that time, the gangsters in the school had a crush on the girl for a long time, but the girl ignored him, so the gangsters found a group of people to humiliate the girl and spread everywhere that she was a prostitute.

As a boyfriend, Fucheng certainly couldn't sit idly by, so he fought with these people.

But shortly after this incident, the college entrance examination ended and he broke up with the girl.

She did not really work as a prostitute, but she had other boyfriends outside of school, who gave her many gifts.

I didn't say that this was not because I felt embarrassed. I was in love for the only time in so many years and was cuckolded by others. Fucheng just didn't like to talk about a girl's character behind her back, and so many years have passed. A few years ago, he seemed to see in the high school group that the girl married a rich man and lived a very happy life.

"Do you think Old Joseph would like the rum flavor?" Lina asked with a smile.

Fucheng suddenly came to his senses and laughed: "He has been looking forward to this cake for a long time. In fact, since we tasted it once two months ago, all of us are looking forward to it. If Old Joseph knew that you not only ordered the cake for him, but also specially selected the rum flavor, he would be even more moved."

The two soon found the lost courier and went back.

Unpack the cake and insert candles for old Joseph.

Su Fei cheered and said, "Make a wish! Blow the candle quickly, we want to eat the cake."

Old Joseph smiled, crossed his hands, closed his eyes and made a wish.

Su Fei asked curiously: "What wish did you make?"

Lina raised her slender eyebrows: "Su Fei, your wishes cannot be expressed, and it will not work if you say them."

Old Joseph waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm not from your Comte family, I don't pay attention to this rule. I just made a wish, hoping that everyone I know and I will be healthy! Hey, underage, don't take advantage of the good atmosphere and everyone is happy. Just drink secretly and put down my wine glass!"

Su Fei: "Tsk!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

After playing until ten o'clock in the evening, everyone finally decided to end.

Zhuo Huan leaned against the door, hugged his arms with his hands, staring at the group of people who made their home mess and now they are finally clamoring to get out.

Fucheng was the last one to go out. He bent down to change his shoes. Before he could lift his body up, he felt that his back was gently poked.

Stand up, Fucheng turned his head and looked at the man.

Old Joseph and Su Fei were telling a joke, and Lina was amused by them and laughed.

Zhuo Huan leaned against the door frame and looked at Fucheng with a smile, his lips curled up: "Come to my house tomorrow."

Fucheng's lips twitched. He vaguely said "um" and followed Old Joseph and others into the elevator and left.

the next day.

Fucheng is still in the time difference.

The noise-like cell phone ringing was ringing wildly in the room. Fucheng was awakened in a daze. He buried his face in the pillow, stretched out his hand to get the cell phone, and said softly: "Hey..."

"Fucheng, you're not bad."

A cold and handsome face flashed in his mind instantly, and Fu Cheng said in a hoarse voice: "Hmm? Zhuo Huan..."

The young man's hoarse and sexy voice was a hint of softness that he had never seen before, as if he was acting coquettish. In an instant, the phone fell into silence. After a few seconds, Zhuo Huan tickled in dissatisfaction: "Let you come to my house today."

Fucheng suddenly woke up. He slowly opened his eyes, lay on the bed, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and said lightly: "Isn't it only eleven o'clock in the afternoon now?"
To be continued...