It’s a cool October day and it’s three o’clock in the afternoon.

Gu Congli pulled Shi Yin out of the billiards club. The two of them stood at the door of the club. Gu Congli smoked a cigarette, bit it in his mouth, raised his eyes slightly, turned the lighter in his hand, but did not light it, and looked inquiringly.

Hold her.

Shi Yin blinked: "Please order."

Gu Congli lowered his eyes, raised the lighter to his lips, and the flint made a soft sound.

Shi Yin had never seen Gu Congli smoking, and this was the first time he met him face to face.

He is a man whose whole body is filled with a sense of extreme self-discipline and a sense of cleanliness that resembles a mysophobia.

Things like tobacco and alcohol seem to be far away from him, and he seems to be the kind of person who hates such things.

However, he didn't. He smoked and drank, and indulged his desires, but he didn't seem to have any addiction. He never indulged in moderation or indulgence.

The closer I get, the more unfathomable this man seems to me. The more I understand him, the more I feel he is different from what I imagined.

Occasionally, when someone comes in, they will look sideways and take a look at this strange pair of silent men and women who seem to be quarreling.

The woman stood against the marble wall with her hands inserted into her thin trench coat. The man stood diagonally in front of her, leaning slightly to his side, taking care not to let the smoke drift to her side.

When a cigarette was half-burned, he put it out and threw it into a trash can.

Shi Yin watched him walk over and back again.

He looked at her silently with his head lowered, and suddenly said: "Get married."

"..."

Shi Yin raised his head and looked at him with a blank look in his eyes: "Ah?"

"Get married." Gu Congli repeated calmly.

Shi Yin almost choked on his own saliva.

She was so frightened that she unconsciously took a step back. Behind her was the cold marble wall, with no way to retreat. She leaned on it and looked at him in horror: "Editor-in-chief? Please calm down."

Gu Congli lowered his eyes, calmly: "I'm quite calm."

Shi Yin swallowed, slowly recovered from the shock, thought slowly, and spoke with difficulty: "Editor-in-Chief, I know it's your birthday today, you're already thirty -"

"Twenty-nine, one year old." Gu Congli interrupted her and emphasized.

Shi Yin nodded: "Okay, twenty-nine. I know you will be twenty-nine from today, and your family is probably starting to worry about this, but," she reminded him, "we are not even in a relationship."

Gu Congli was very calm and easy to talk to: "Then let's fall in love."

Shi Yin's expression was complicated.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his light brown pupils dark.

Shi Yin could never understand his eyes, expressions and emotions, and she could never figure out what he was thinking.

He said the words about marriage so calmly and took it back so easily, as if to him, such things were not important and could be joked about casually.

Now that I think about it, he really doesn't seem to care about anything.

Six years ago, when overwhelming speculation and malice were directed at him, he acted as if nothing had happened.

Shi Yin looked away, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Editor-in-Chief, to be honest, every time I see you, I think of the past. I am very scared. In fact, I have always been a little bit. I don't know how to face it.

you."

Gu Congli's eyes paused.

She hesitated and continued: "I was scared when we first met. I think you blame me. You probably don't want to see me, and I don't want to either. Every time I come into contact with you, I have to behave

If nothing happens, I still have to control my emotions, keep a proper distance, and not be too unfamiliar. Every time I get along with you, I feel like I'm on a battlefield. It's really tiring."

"I'm under a lot of pressure, and I can't really just pretend that nothing happened. Maybe you think what happened back then was a trivial matter, no big deal, and you think I'm making a fuss out of a molehill, but it was really a blow to me.

I have never encountered such a blow since I was a child, and this incident had a great impact on me..."

She was telling the truth. Every time she saw Gu Congli, the previous embarrassment would be replayed in her mind over and over again. Shi Yin was very scared, and sometimes she would think about what would happen if he left and had a bad life.

No one spoke.

Even the air felt like the pause button had been pressed. Shi Yin didn't even dare to raise his head to look at Gu Congli's expression.

She took a breath, adjusted her emotions, and concluded: "So-"

"So," Gu Congli said calmly, "I'm giving you a chance to atone for your sins now, why don't you take advantage of it?"

Shi Yin raised his head in astonishment.

He took a step forward, placed one hand on the wall beside her ear, and lowered his head.

As the distance got closer, his voice was low and emotionless, but somehow made people feel a lingering flavor: "Since you feel scared and feel sorry for me, then you should try your best to make up for me now, shouldn't that be the case?"

The man's breath was strong, with a strong sense of oppression, and the warm air flowed over his ears. Shi Yin felt as if his ears were about to burn, with a numb and itchy feeling.

She shrank her neck, placed her palms against the cold marble wall, and looked away: "How...how..."

The words were not spoken yet.

Gu Congli tilted his head slightly, and his soft and cold lips fell on the hot tip of his ear.

Shi Yin trembled, his whole body froze in place, as if he was going to explode, and his scalp was numb.

Every word is like rolling around on the ice sheet, then being put out of the frying pan, drilling into the brain along the eardrums, and exploding with crackling sounds.

Feeling her stiffness, he put his lips against her ear and nibbled it gently as if to comfort him: "This way," a soft and long, ambiguous ending, "this way to compensate..."

The birthday boy took the girl and disappeared. A group of extremely bored men finally couldn't bear their fiery hearts. They rushed together like hungry wolves and started gossiping wildly: "What's going on? You can control it half the time."

I can’t live any longer.”

The man who whistled at the beginning leaned to the side with the club and gestured vividly: "Just now, the sister took the club and leaned down on the table - I'm so fucked, how can I control this."

"Boss Gu has a very high vision. No wonder Three Million Years of Mortals is unmoved and likes goblins."

Lu Jiaheng did not participate in their conversation and was talking to Chu Zhi on the sofa.

Halfway through, I looked up and saw that the gambling games were on over there.

The relationship between Gambling Shiyin and Gu Congli.

The Whistling Man is very experienced and sighed and analyzed: "I didn't even say she was my girlfriend, so I brought her here. It's really hard to tell. Maybe my sister hasn't let go yet. I'm looking after the boss and I can't help but take care of her baby."

, when the hell have I ever seen him talk to someone so gently, with that look in his eyes, like the big bad wolf looking at Little Red Riding Hood."

Lu Jiaheng expressed his appreciation, and it was not a big deal to watch the fun: "Just a reminder, Mr. Gu has been thinking about this girl since she was seventeen."

The whistling man jumped: "Damn, what a beast, I want to miss one too."

Ten minutes later, Gu Congli, who didn't know that he had been scorned and called a beast, came back.

Alone, no one behind me.

The whistling man said "Hey".

Chu Zhi scratched the back of the sofa and said "Hey" in disappointment: "Where's the little fairy? I like her, and I thought we could have dinner together in the evening."

"I don't know," Lu Jiaheng gloated. He was the happiest person in the room. "Maybe he was scared away by someone."

Gu Congli pursed his lips into a straight line and ignored him. He came over and sat on the sofa, lowering his head and thinking quietly.

He never thought that what happened at that time caused her so much trouble.

He really didn't think it was a big deal, and he didn't resign because of those gossips. He just resigned because he found it troublesome.

Now it seems that he made a mistake, she has a heart problem, and this is why she has been deliberately alienating him.

Then it would be useless for him to swallow it warm, so he would have to find another way.

Shi Yin was indeed frightened.

This feeling was completely different from the soft, almost imperceptible kiss that fell on her forehead before. She could clearly feel his breath buried in her neck, the wet touch on the tips of her ears, and the slight tingling sensation of the cartilage being nibbled.

When she came to her senses, she sat in the back of the taxi, holding her ear with one hand, and sent a WeChat message to Fang Shu: [ZiZi, Gu Congli just bit my ear.]

[It seems like he even licked it.]

[Fang Shu:......]

[Fang Shu: You are even so horny that you start having erotic dreams. 】

"..."

Shi Yin sighed and collapsed in the back seat of the car.

Shi Yin has always kept silent about what happened in the past.

If possible, she even wanted to pretend that she had lost her memory. It would be good to just keep escaping like this. She wouldn't have to face it and wouldn't be afraid of embarrassment.

But after this period of time, she had no choice but to talk to him.

Shi Yin still remembered Gu Congli's expression at that time, and now she began to believe that Gu Congli might really like her.

Otherwise, according to his character, how could he reach this level? He should not even bother to look at her, just like he did in high school.

On Sunday, Shi Yin got up early. When he opened his eyes, it was still dark and it was not yet seven o'clock.
To be continued...