Your Most Faithful Companion

It takes only half an hour to drive from the restaurant to Xinggang International, but due to the surge in traffic on Christmas Eve, this half an hour has been doubled.

In the restaurant, Ji Mingshu and Cen Yang talked about childhood fun. When they entered the sea of ​​lights and cars, the two seemed to have entered the adult world and asked each other about real life.

There is nothing new in Ji Mingshu's real life to repeat, but it follows the growth trajectory that can be seen when he was young, and he hasn't deviated in recent years.

It was Cen Yang, who was originally the only proud son of the Jingjian Cen family. Once there was a sudden change, although he would not fall into the soil from the clouds, but from the moment his identity changed, he was destined to be high in his childhood. , Is the end of his life that he can't reach anymore. The rest of his life that the Cen family prince will experience is also a journey he will never have the opportunity to set foot on again.

It may be that the family relationship is shallow. Ji Mingshu has been more able to empathize with Cen Yang's situation since he learned the truth at the second grade.

I always feel that a certain crown prince suddenly told her that she was their long-lost daughter, and she would happily move over to be the noble little princess;

But if a couple from a slum in a small town on the eighteenth line came to lead people, she might faint on the spot, holding the column on the porch of Ji's house and refused to leave.

Hearing Ji Mingshu euphemistically talk about his point of view, Cen Yang just smiled.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he took out the box of chewing gum from the locker on the side, while unpacking it, looking at the wine-green light in the distance, his voice was calm, "It's not as unacceptable as you think, I have been fine these years."

Ji Mingshu tilted his head to look at him.

"Actually, it wasn't very good at first, but after getting used to it, it's fine."

Stopped in front of the red light, Cen Yang handed her a piece of chewing gum. She recalled very calmly, "Really, it may be because it has been too long, and I can't remember many things. I just remember that I just came from South. When the bridge alley moved out, I suffered from insomnia for half a month, maybe... At that time, I couldn't sleep all night and all night, I missed my grandparents, my parents, and I wanted to comfort them."

He glanced at Ji Mingshu, "Of course, and your little one. I used to think that you little girl is really noisy, but it's not accustomed to run home without you."

Ji Mingshu pursed his lips, but did not answer.

Cen Yang said: "It is unrealistic to say that I have no grievances or hatreds. Am I not a venture capitalist? When I first started working, I was under a lot of pressure. I always wondered if I was Cen Yang from the Cen family. It takes as hard as it is now."

He paused for a while, then chuckled softly, "I don't want to talk about it, it's really been a long time, now everyone is fine, everyone belongs to you, where is not life."

"Where is not life" is easy to say, but it is really difficult to experience.

——A little canary who has been away from home for several months knows this.

She wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know where to start, so she nodded and changed the subject, "Then you are... twenty-seven this year, do you have a girlfriend?"

Cen Yang squinted his eyes and recalled, “After I went to college, I have made a few friends one after another, but it was not suitable. They were all divided. I have been busy with work for the past few years and I have no time to make a girlfriend.”

The traffic lights changed, and the car moved forward slowly. He remembered something and asked: "I just came from Star City. Hearing An Ning said, have you been to Star City with him some time ago?"

"Well, I went for a meal. Anning and...Are Aunt Aunt okay?"

Cen Yang replied without hesitation: "Very good. I originally wanted to wait for the settlement to take them to the Imperial Capital to live together, but they said they couldn't get used to it, so they didn't come."

Seeing Cen Yang's expression on his face when he said this, Ji Mingshu couldn't help but wonder: Didn't Chen Biqing say that Cen Yang had a bad relationship with them, and didn't contact them much? How do you feel that Cen Yang is not so repulsive to them? strange.

But having said that, through the few words mentioned by Chen Biqing, the Cen Yang she imagined should be an indifferent and gloomy appearance that she could not let go of because of the transformation of her life experience, but the Cen Yang I saw today is positive and upbeat, generous, and seems to be about the past. I didn't care much anymore.

——Obviously this is the best result after God’s will make people, but Ji Mingshu always feels that it is not true.

After arriving at Xinggang International, Cen Yang stopped and walked around to the co-driver to open the car door for Ji Mingshu. Seeing that Ji Mingshu was still in a trance, he leaned in again to help her untie the seat belt.

Ji Mingshu reacted in time and reached out to block it, "No, I will do it myself."

She unfastened her seat belt and hurried out of the car with her bag.

It's snowing outside, and it's snowing more than it was on the road.

Cen Yang raised his head and glanced, and asked, "Is this the first snowfall in the Imperial Capital this year?"

Ji Mingshu nodded and reached out to pick it up. "The weather forecast has been saying some time ago, I didn't expect it to be released today."

When she said this, an imperceptible loneliness flashed in her eyes.

In fact, she really wants to watch Chuxue with Cen Sen, and she really wants to spend Christmas Eve with Cen Sen.

But Cen Sen never contacted her again after the show, only Zhou Jiaheng gave out his clothes...as if someone is very rare for his torn clothes.

But even contact is useless. Cen Sen, a capital machine that can devote himself to work but has no emotions, shouldn't have the romantic interest of spending Christmas Eve and Christmas with his wife in this life.

After thinking about it this way, it's not that lost.

"...Xiao Shu?" Cen Yang shouted again after shouting without responding.

"Huh?" Ji Mingshu returned to his senses and looked at Cen Yang apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just think I can meet you again. It feels good."

Cen Yang smiled lightly, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth. His figure was tall and slender, standing in the snow in the winter night, looking especially moist and warm.

Ji Mingshu couldn't help but smile, the smile stopped at the corner of his mouth for a long time before it faded slightly.

She looked at Cen Yang and said with emotion: "It doesn't seem to be particularly appropriate to call you Brother Cen Yang when you grow up. I don't seem to have a stand to stand on your side and be angry with the enemy... But no matter what, what will happen in the future, I sincerely hope that you can live happily. I also sincerely hope that you can always be as warm and sunny as I remember."

Cen Yang also looked at her, with a faint smile on his lips, and suddenly stepped forward to hug her.

A black Maybach parked in the distance.

Cen Yang looked at the distant and fuzzy driver's seat, his eyes quiet and straight, and he never spoke.

——Xiaoshu, sorry, I have not been the brother Cen Yang in your memory since a long time ago.

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After returning to the apartment, Ji Mingshu removed her makeup and rinsed as usual. The house is quiet, Gu Kaiyang on Christmas Eve, still struggling to work overtime without a raise, and he doesn't know when he can return.

Ji Mingshu glanced at the phone after putting on the mask. Cen Sen, the pig, didn't even send her a punctuation mark. It was suffocating.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out.

Isn't he also studying at a university abroad? Don't pay much attention to Christmas Eve and Christmas? Why did he go to Harvard if he doesn't adore foreigners so much? Will Clockwork MerryChristmas' stock price plummet by 30%? Is it a human? How did he marry a wife?

Ji Mingshu was trapped in the feeling of not being greeted on Christmas Eve and couldn't extricate himself from it. Fortunately, Jiang Chun didn't die at this time and hit the gun to show his affection.

Jiang Chun: [Picture 1]

Jiang Chun: [Picture 2]

Jiang Chun: [The ring Tang Zhizhou gave me, it looks so good! 】

Ji Mingshu: [...]

Ji Mingshu: [I taught you how to use your fingers? Haven't you practiced it in a day? It's not as short and thick as my toes look good. You are embarrassed to wear a ring. Don't tell me that you have posted to Moments, so if you have to send Moments to Moments, just take it off and take a box photo. Don't be embarrassed. 】

Jiang Chun: 【……】

Jiang Chun: [Posted. 】

Jiang Chun was accustomed to being stunned. If Ji Mingshu praised her, she would still be uncomfortable. He always felt that Ji Mingshu was brewing some big tricks, and Qing waited for her to be so beautiful that she would blow her down.

At this moment, after receiving Ji Mingshu's regular reply, Jiang Chun acted like a baby with Tang Zhizhou with confidence and boldness.

She puffed up her face, raised her chubby hand and asked, "Shu Shu said that my hands are short and fat and don't look good with rings. What do you think?"

Tang Zhizhou rubbed her head, "You look good anyway."

Jiang Chun nodded and sent another message to Ji Mingshu.

Jiang Chun: [Tang Zhizhou said I look good in everything, hehe. 】

Jiang Chun: [Satisfied.jpg]

Fortunately, she still knows how to measure. Before Ji Mingshu officially entered the attack state, she promptly provided the latest intelligence that distracted.

Jiang Chun: [That's right, Tang Zhizhou and I were watching a movie at Jiufang Department Store today, and we met Li Xiaolian. 】

Ji Mingshu: [Li Xiaolian? Who? 】

Jiang Chun: [...Li Wenyin! Can you maintain some basic respect for your rivals! 】

Ji Mingshu: [...]

Ji Mingshu: [Who did she watch the movie with? 】

Jiang Chun: [A man, quite tall, but there were too many people in the cinema tonight, I didn’t see the face, and didn’t all come in at that moment, the cinema was so dark, come out Did not see them either. 】

Ji Mingshu thought of Cen Sen subconsciously, feeling a little irritable.

Jiang Chun: [But it's definitely not your Cen Sen. At first glance, you don't have the domineering temperament of "I can earn 100 million a minute when I stand." 】

Ji Mingshu: [...]

Ji Mingshu: [Please pay attention to the correct way of sentence segmentation next time you speak, otherwise, stop speaking. Thank you. 】

Jiang Chun: [...? 】

Jiang Chun: [What did I do wrong again? 】

Jiang Chun couldn't help telling his grievance that he had not been praised but was bombarded when he notified the news in time. Ji Mingshu was too lazy to watch her push him, and was about to put down his phone to wash the mask, but Gu Kaiyang suddenly called.

She pressed to answer, Gu Kaiyang on the other end of the phone seemed to be chased by a chainsaw murderer, out of breath, without a second sentence, "You know, do you know what I saw? I'm back. , I was in the elevator, I saw Cen Sen, and a man, downstairs..."

Ji Mingshu crashed for a second, "Kissing?"

"...?"

"Not what you think? Just two men, no, one man..."

Ji Mingshu suddenly remembered something, and ran to the window to open the curtains without wearing any shoes.

Cen Yang's white Mercedes did not sprint away, but drove across the road and stopped by a Maybach.

The two men stood in the middle of the two cars with their hands in their pockets, raised their heads together, looking at-her?