crush again

Chapter 24 Mystery 24

"It's too much," Huo Yang spat, "I've worked so hard for so long. I've held meetings all day long, accompanied wine and made investments. How can Ye Lang pay me for three years with a few months of pocket money? What a life!"

Tang Zhi laughed uncontrollably on the other end of the phone.

Huo Yang continued: "I've made up my mind, I'll give that kid some leftovers for a few years, and I'll run away with the money. What else are you doing, what are you learning?"

Tang Zhi smiled and said, "I've already recorded this call, and I must hand it over to Lang Lang, so that I can succeed. Let's torture each other."

"No, no, I will take the initiative to give way." Huo Yang held the phone and stood in the corridor, looking at the fiery red and golden maple forest outside, "Do you want to come back?"

The other side seemed not expecting such a question, and fell silent.

After a farewell that year, the two had no contact for more than half a year.A year ago, when Huo Yang was wandering around Guangzhou alone at night, he ran into Tang Zhi who was taking photos on a tripod by the Pearl River—she had been traveling all over the world.The two have kept in touch since then, until today, when Huo Yang heard that he was going back to live in the original house, his first reaction was Tang Zhi.

After a while, Tang Zhi laughed on the other end of the phone, "I don't know either."

At this time, she was standing on Shiquan Street in Suzhou.The river bank is sparsely populated, the sunlight is mild, and the gates of the deep houses with white walls and black tiles are tightly closed. The lanterns hung during the New Year seem to have been forgotten, and the red dandans are hung by the door, celebrating alone.

There is silence all around, the sound of wind, water, and human beings are all gone.

"I..." she said slowly.

Tang Zhi cast her eyes on the narrow river at her feet, the water was gurgling, and the sparkling light was mottled with dark green. She was in a quiet ancient town like a background painting, and suddenly heard the sound of running water.

The voice seemed to flow from her heart.

In an instant, the sound of wind, water, and people, the whole world came alive, as if this world existed in her heart, but she hadn't noticed it before.

The distant and tactful singing came from someone's radio, piercing through forests and waters, penetrating her.

At this moment, there is nothing outside the sky and the earth.

After hearing her silence for a long time, Huo Yang said shyly, "I may be a little... well, I like working illegally."

Huo Yang: "...can I report you?"

"Don't do it," Tang Zhi's speech speed suddenly became smoother, "You don't know that when I went to Guilin, I had no travel expenses, and I wanted to work in a bed and breakfast there, and do my old job. But people don't understand me education! When I heard about the Butler Academy, I thought I was a cleaning worker, and I was a high-achieving student who would sweep the floor every day..."

Huo Yang spent a long time on the phone in the corridor, but in the end he was arrested by the old professor himself and entered the classroom.

Professor: "Girlfriend?"

Before Huo Yang could deny it, the professor nodded himself and said, "Long-distance relationship, right? Are you in love with a mobile phone?"

"Teacher, I only regard your homework as my girlfriend."

"You're so lonely." The old professor waved his hand to let him in, then took out a cigar from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it, and smoked it slowly at the door of the classroom with extreme arrogance, before entering the classroom and shouting ,"Attend class!"

After Huo Yang sat back in his seat, he couldn't help but took out his phone again.Successful people are efficient in their work. Huo Yang just got out of Ye Qijun's car and before he walked to the classroom, he received such a text message.

“【中国XX银行】您尾号2333的账户于10月15日16时18分完成一笔交易，金额为5,000,000.00，余额5,345,678.90。”

Huo Yang counted the digits again, and put away the phone contentedly, at this moment Xue Yuan pushed the bread back to him silently with one finger.

"Huh?" He looked up, but didn't notice anything wrong, and put the bread back into the table hole.

Xue Yuan waited for a while, but did not wait for him to ask a question.

"Huo Yang." He said.

Huo Yang looked up at him.

Xue Yuan said: "Are you hungry now?"

"What," Huo Yang was puzzled, "I'm not hungry. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Xueba lowered his head, "Listen to the class."

Huo Yang looked at him suspiciously for a long time, then suddenly realized something, took out the bread and took a look.

...It was really short.

"Big brother," Huo Yang took advantage of his unpreparedness and quickly grabbed his hand, pulling Xue Yuan off guard, "You occupied a seat for me for a year, and you even brought me water, took a courier and asked for a leave of absence to sign in. It's just a French stick .Please do me a favor, may I treat you to a meal?"

Xue Yuan didn't know how to face this kind of stupid and wealthy invitation, he was stunned for a long time, then shook his head sullenly, "No need."

"Tomorrow at eleven o'clock at noon, on the third floor of Orchid Garden Restaurant." Huo Yang glanced at the professor, approached him, and said softly, "If you let me go... I will write 502 on your pen."

Xue Yuan didn't speak any more.

In the next two classes, Huo Yang listened very attentively, and didn't do anything wrong during the period.When get out of class was over, Huo Yang packed his things and heard Xue Yuan ask: "Are you still not going back to the dormitory today?"

"Correct."

In fact he may never go back to live there...

Xue Yuan watched as he stood up, swung his backpack on his back, put one hand in the pocket, and took out the garbage in the table hole with the other. "There is no class tomorrow, so you have to go back to school."

"I live near the school." Huo Yang waved at him casually with the hand holding the yogurt box, "Let's go, see you tomorrow."

He went to the shed to pick up his car, thought about it, went home first, and folded the mountain bike into the trunk of the BMW X5.Then he got into the driver's seat and turned on the navigation.

Huo Yang stepped into the car, entered the destination, started to navigate, then stepped on the accelerator, and whistled to move forward.

He was in a surprisingly good mood, everything he saw was cute, and he noticed many things that he didn't notice.For example, the fat sparrow on the newly planted tree, the manhole cover with the Q version of Spiderman graffitied, the colorful street flower shop... There are many thoughts in his mind, and he can't help but laugh out as he thinks about it. Eager to try, so I drove the car faster.

Finally, Huo Yang arrived at the house where Ye Lang lived before.

The grass and trees in the yard are neat, but the original flowers have withered, and the vegetable garden is also a piece of desolate land.Over the years, no one remembers to maintain the front yard regularly.

Fortunately, the time of neglect was not very long, and the place can be fully revitalized.

Huo Yang opened the door while thinking.

The house was cleaned reasonably clean, the wooden floor was waxed, and the crystal chandelier was polished, but the details were so-so, and it was impossible for Ye Qijun to come and check it himself.Huo Yang casually opened the refrigerator in the kitchen and found some expired food inside.

After looking around, he took out his notebook and jotted down what he probably had to do.There are bills for TV and Internet, water, electricity and heating bills, and bedding and sheets need to be repurchased... Finally, there is the most important and troublesome thing.

After Huo Yang marked the serial number, he flipped through it. He had a lot of work to do this week.

He threw his bag on the sofa and got to work.Go out first and pay the fee that should be paid, so as to save him from having a restless night and buying a bunch of odds and ends.After returning home, Huo Yang wanted to clean the room and looked for sanitary tools everywhere, only to find a dirty shovel and shovel by the flower garden outside.He had no choice but to run out again, and bought a mop, bucket, duster, and a dozen pieces of rags.

The vacuum cleaner at home is not long enough, which makes his back ache.After tidying up in the study room, as soon as he entered the door, he found that the room was very sloppy in tidying up. The thick layers of dust on the bookshelves were natural, without even a finger mark, and it was very complete.

Huo Yang's housewife addiction disappeared in an instant.

The desk was tidy, the Huanglongyu paperweight was very bright, and the alarm clock at the corner of the desk had new batteries.Huo Yang gasped, thumped his waist, and simply threw the things away, falling backwards into the big swivel chair.

Boldly, he straightened his long legs, lazily laid them on the table, and shook them nervously.

"No wonder that kid likes to do his homework here." Huo Yang put his head on the neck pillow, squinted his eyes to look at the collection of books in the room, and said to himself, "It's so fucking emotional."

He cleared his throat, "Where is the president, now I need to sign some documents."

He opened a drawer casually, "I, Murong Buhung, the king of pancakes and fruits, the man who ruled the country's breakfast stalls, recently planned to merge the Xiaolongbao and Tofu Brain businesses, so I have to... Tsk."

Huo Yang frowned, pulled out a pile of garbage bags from the drawer, and simply pulled out the entire drawer and dumped it on the ground, "What kind of housekeeping did you hire? This president will take care of that brother Fa Ge sooner or later."

He pulled out the drawers one by one again, and dumped out a lot of garbage.After bending down to open the last drawer, Huo Yang saw a corner of yellow paper, pulled it out, and found that it was a very thick file bag stacked in two or three.

It should have fallen when Ye Lang was packing up.Huo Yang put the file bag back into the drawer, and was just about to close it, but his hands stopped.

"... Interesting," he thought.

He took it out for another look.The style of the file bag is very ordinary, the outer skin is complete, the opening is wound, and there is no seal, so it can be retracted quietly.

Huo Yang guessed that this kind of document placed at the bottom of the desk should not be very important, even if it was a family scandal group secret, he could do nothing after reading it.The whole file bag has an incomparably alluring meaning under the light, just like a big box caught by fishing, and every corner is marked with "Come, come, come, open me and see".

As long as it is a human being, it cannot resist this kind of human weakness.Huo Yang opened the top file bag, and saw from the opening that it was full of files, each of which was neat and complete.

……

At noon the next day, on the third floor of the Lanyuan restaurant, Xue Yuan ate without raising his head. He wiped his mouth and planned to drink tea. After a break, he saw that the barbecue on Huo Yang's plate was not moving, and he was slowly eating. Biting a piece of roasted canola.

"You don't eat?"

Huo Yang shook his head, "Not hungry, just sleepy."

He was so sleepy that he stuck his head on the barbecue grill and probably wouldn't wake up.

Xue Yuan sandwiched a tofu roll, "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah..." He yawned, "Yesterday I pulled out the quilt and everything to dry, and made do with the night on the sofa."

Xue Yuan felt very strange, "What about your family, do they all sleep on the sofa?"

Huo Yang rubbed his eyes listlessly, "No, I usually don't live with them."

Xue Yuan was silent for a long time, feeling that he couldn't understand Huo Yang's life, and finally commented: "The cunning rabbit has three caves."

"Get out," Huo Yang laughed, "how do you talk? This is called being rich, and the rabbit has only three caves."

Xue Yuan smiled, "Haotu, go back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep in the afternoon."

Huo Yang looked at him, "Don't sleep, study. Are you going to the library later?"

"Yeah." Xue Yuan raised his bowl and drank the soup in one gulp.Huo Yang waited for him to finish eating and went to pay the bill, and when he came back he dragged him to the library.

He took a few excellent interior design examples from the architectural bookshelf, several big books with color pages like bricks, buried his head in reading, and went to the copy shop after reading each book.When I came the next day, I changed the bookshelf and went to see the material science.I didn't come on the third day, it is said that I went to IKEA.

Xue Yuan really felt that he didn't understand the rabbit's mind, so he simply ignored it, occupying a seat in class, whether love will come or not.

In the evening, after Huo Yang cleaned Ye Lang's room, he sat cross-legged on the bed, hugged the computer, and started modeling with CAD.First complete the whole room of Ye Lang, then Huo Yang will modify the decoration of this room little by little according to his own ideas these days.He has been dissatisfied with the decoration of this room for a long time. This cold style makes him unable to live in it. Huo Yang firmly believes that a children's room should look like a children's room, with Spiderman hanging above his head and flying around his feet. Batman, the painting on the window is only a catwoman... no, it should be near the desk, after all, the boy in his family...

Then I don't know when I fell asleep.In the dream, Anne Hathaway also stole his computer, sat on the window sill, waved and blew kisses, "Wow."

It was Saturday, and he didn't set the alarm clock, but was woken up by the noise outside the door.There are a lot of random footsteps, voices, and the sound of something bumping and heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Do thieves get up so early?" Huo Yang got up in a daze, sat for a while, and then opened the door and went out.He stretched while yawning, lying half dead on the railing on the second floor.

Through his hazy vision, he saw a person standing in the empty living room downstairs.Hearing the noise upstairs, the man raised his head and looked at his position.