Schoolboy becomes boyfriend

Chapter 50 Designers

That night, Song Enyu didn't call Jiang Zhixu again and asked him to pick him up back to school. Instead, he lay quietly on the bed with his sister, recalling the moments when he was a child.

Sometimes, nostalgia is to put people in your heart, I will always remember you until I am old.

When Song Enxue fell asleep, Song Enyu covered her with the quilt.Walking into the bathroom by himself, he supported the sink, stood in front of the mirror, and began to cry silently.Because he didn't want to make a sound, his choked throat was pressed by a huge boulder, making it difficult for him to breathe.

There is no one to accompany him, and no one can understand his sadness, only himself in the mirror.

Tears were about to blur all his memories, but the image of his mother in front of him was still unmoved. He really missed him, opened his mouth, and shouted with his lips: "Mom..."

This title turned out to be so unfamiliar, but also so familiar, "Mom, I'm hungry! I want to eat your acacia flower fried rice." "Mom, I didn't do well in the final exam this time, but it's okay. I haven't counted down... "

His optimism was inherited from his mother, and his kindness was also a gift from his mother.It's a pity that all of this has now become a disintegrated relic.

Song Enxue turned sideways, tears also slipped across the bridge of her nose and dripped onto the pillow.

The moon at night was extraordinarily bright, as if silently guarding the poor couple who depended on each other.

When he woke up the next morning, Song Enyu was gone.I bought breakfast for my sister and left a note.

Jiang Zhixu didn't hear from him all night, and tried to make several calls but no one answered.When the connection was made, Song Enyu had already returned to school.

Hearing his deep voice, Jiang Zhixu knew something must have happened: "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your sister?"

Song Enyu smiled: "No." Then there was silence.

Jiang Zhixu waited for a while, then called softly: "Xiao Yu?"

Song Enyu said, "Jiang Zhixu, I think, tell my sister about our affairs."

Jiang Zhixu asked a very realistic question: "What should I do if my sister objects?"

"Nothing to do, I just think she needs to know. Her life is too hard for me. Whether she understands it or not, I hope she knows it." Song Enyu didn't do it on a whim, but thought it through carefully.He didn't want to hide from his sister.

Jiang Zhixu agreed: "Okay. What do I need to do?"

"No, just wait for me at home. I hope she can be like Aunt Xu, and she will still be willing to have dinner with us after she knows it." Song Enyu looked forward to it.

It's just that I have such an idea, but when I really want to say it, Song Enyu doesn't know how to say it.He made a bed in the dormitory, and asked Qi Wuyang, who had the most ideas from ghosts, to help him out.

"You can tell your sister directly. Anyway, it's not always the goal of letting her know." Qi Wuyang answered while browsing the web, looking for papers everywhere.

"Why do I ask you if I can tell you directly?"

Qi Wuyang turned his seat and thought seriously: "Why don't you send WeChat or write a letter, if it's really difficult to speak."

Song Enyu felt that it was too informal to post such a thing on WeChat.

Qi Wuyang scratched his hair: "Master, I think you're asking the wrong person, really, then I'm not the same..." He suddenly "braked" and realized that Song Enyu didn't respond, so he continued, "Ask me how to come out? You It's really better to ask Du Niang."

Song Enyu didn't say anything, but the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.Thinking about taking my sister on a cruise on the Hujiang River at night, I felt even more awkward.He bit the bullet and called his sister, but Song Enxue said that she had already set off with her roommate on the way to Yuling, and she would not come to see him today.

For some reason, Song Enyu was relieved when he heard his sister say this.My mood gradually calmed down, instead of the nervousness of facing an exam just now.

Song Enyu and Qi Wuyang went to the cafeteria to eat and returned to campus life.The most precious thing is to find something lost, and the "rough tea and light food" that was complained by the two of them in the past has become a "delicacy from mountains and seas".

Qi Wuyang took a few casual bites, left to go to the library, and devoted himself to "thesis creation". For Song Enyu, who had published professional academic papers as an undergraduate, it was nothing more than a week of retreat.

He just wanted to call Jiang Zhixu and ask him to go to Hujiang together.Weng Yaxin's phone number was displayed on the screen of the phone, and the two hadn't been in touch for a long time.

After Song Enyu picked it up, it was Weng Yaxin's stammering voice.He smiled and asked, "Ya Xin, is there anything else you can't say to me?"

Weng Yaxin had no choice but to explain: "My uncle has a reception tonight. During the Chinese New Year, he asked me if I had a boyfriend? I didn't want to be urged, so I answered casually, yes. He insisted on taking me to meet him tonight. , I really don’t know who to talk to…”

Song Enyu: "You want me to go?"

"Is it ok? If not, I, I'll think of another excuse." Weng Yaxin doesn't have any other friends of the opposite sex.

Song Enyu explained for her: "You can prevaricate this time, but you won't be able to prevaricate the next time. It's better to solve it once. It's not that I don't want to, it's your mother who knows about me, and it's embarrassing to meet me."

"My mother has gone abroad recently and is not here. You are responsible for showing up, and I will tell the rest."

Song Enyu no longer had this concern, so he agreed.In the afternoon, Weng Yaxin took Song Enyu to buy a well-fitting gown. For the evening reception, her evening gown was custom-made, just pick it up at the store.

Song Enyu's body shape is very good, coupled with his physique of eating a lot and not gaining weight, every time he wears formal clothes, his temperament is more suitable.

The reception was held at the private villa in Yuling Resort, which was also a tourism project developed by Uncle Weng Yaxin.When the two of them arrived, there were already a lot of guests.Song Enyu didn't like this kind of atmosphere very much. Even in the past four years in Shanghai, he didn't feel that his class had risen to the upper class, even though he didn't care about it when he made friends.

The two of them were welcomed into the main hall as soon as they got off the car, and Song Enyu was forced to "meet the parents". As Weng Yaxin said, he only needs to show his face, and she can handle the rest.When asked about Song Enyu's name, he shook hands with Tian Haoshan and replied, "Qi Wuyang, I met Yaxin University."

Weng Yaxin blushed suddenly, and she gently pushed Song Enyu with her elbow, which was another intimacy between lovers in the eyes of outsiders.

Anyway, Qi Wuyang has always wanted to be the son-in-law of the deputy mayor, so it's okay to name him!Song Enyu thought so.

Weng Yaxin accompanied him out of the main hall, and the two of them took the champagne from the sommelier and walked towards the back garden.She asked in a low voice, "Why do you say Qi Wuyang?"

"It's not true anyway, so what does it matter who you say? Is it possible that your uncle will investigate him?" Song Enyu walked through the crowd holding a goblet.

Weng Yaxin blushed: "Just because, because of this?"

"Yes! Otherwise?" Song Enyu looked sideways at the blush on Weng Yaxin's face that couldn't be concealed by makeup, and he suddenly had an "unknown" premonition, "You, why are you blushing? No, no, I really have a relationship with Dayang. what..."

Weng Yaxin was asked this question, turned her head and whispered: "You are too gossip." After finishing speaking, she evaded, "I went to find someone else, you can visit it yourself."

During the five years that Song Enyu and Weng Yaxin have been together, he understands her best, with a pure heart, and all emotions will be written on his face.Sometimes heartbeat may be a secretive thing, but a blush can show everything.

If that's the case, it doesn't seem too bad.Song Enyu has already started blessing a couple of "couples".

This place is full of people he doesn't know, and every word they say is tens of thousands of business, and any handshake or greeting is a return from overseas.Although he usually didn't care about these things, he was somewhat lonely and melancholy to be thrown into such an incompatible atmosphere.

He was walking in front, and there was a discussion behind him who deliberately raised his voice: "Isn't this Jiang Zhixu's boyfriend?"

The other person deliberately suddenly realized: "Oh! I said that I have seen it before. Some people are really lucky. While crawling on the president's bed, they are going to be the son-in-law of the deputy mayor at the same time. I don't know about this. Does Mayor Weng know? "

Song Enyu lowered his head and smiled, not intending to pay attention.But Weng Yaxin's voice came from behind: "What are you two talking about?"

There was anger between her brows and eyes.Weng Yaxin's maintenance and concern for her friends can be said to be a level of unconditional trust. When she walked in front of these two people, she would continue to argue.Song Enyu turned around and pulled her away: "Ya Xin, forget it."

Weng Yaxin frowned: "How can I forget it? They said it so badly, I need to apologize to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a person walked by, folded his hands behind his back, and said slowly as he walked: "Cheng Hui, your luck is not bad! Back then, for 20 yuan, you knelt by my bed and gave me a gift. At that time, which way is the tail wagging?"

As soon as these words came out, several people were shocked.Cheng Hui's face turned pale in an instant, and he smiled awkwardly and greeted Qin Hongfei: "Boss Qin, I, I"

Qin Hongfei smiled and said: "Your good fortune is something other people would not envy. If you don't believe me, ask someone around you. Did you ask someone to hand over your resume back then. It's just too ugly, and I really can't get used to it."

Song Enyu approached Weng Yaxin and whispered something to her, the other party and Qin Hongfei nodded and left.These words were too foul language, he didn't want Weng Yaxin to stand here in embarrassment.

After Weng Yaxin left, he ignored Qin Hongfei, turned around and found a place with few people, and sat down.

Qin Hongfei was standing up for him, he didn't care about those words, but for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable now.It may be because in that sentence, a lover and a friend are people who do not match their own class. No matter how close they are, they are clinging in the eyes of outsiders.

Qin Hongfei quickly finished and sat beside him.Deliberately moved the chair close to Song Enyu and sat down.Song Enyu moved out uncomfortably.

Qin Hongfei didn't speak, just supported the table, put his hand on his chin and kept looking at Song Enyu.

Song Enyu deliberately looked elsewhere, drinking champagne to ease the awkward atmosphere of silence.Finally, after Qin Hongfei watched him for more than ten minutes, Song Enyu couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Why do you keep looking at me? Do you need me to thank you for what happened just now? Thank you then!"

Qin Hongfei smiled and replied: "Of course it's because you look good! I don't know if you are blessed, but Jiang Zhixu is definitely the most blessed person in the world."

Song Enyu gave him a blank look, and said in a low voice: "I'm sick!" As he was about to get up and leave, Qin Hongfei suddenly grabbed his wrist and stopped him, "Hey, it's okay, I won't tease you anymore, Sit down, I have something to discuss with you."

Song Enyu shook off his grasp, and sat down again: "Speak up. If you still talk about selling paintings, please don't open your mouth, I won't sell them."

Qin Hongfei shook his head: "It's good not to take people away, I know that." There was a bit of a pun in his words, but Song Enyu didn't notice it. He asked, "If that's the case, then there's nothing to say. Unless If you want to see me for medical treatment, I may be of some use to you."

"Smart teeth, does Jiang Zhixu like your mouth?" Qin Hongfei asked with a smile.

"Can you talk about business? Mr. Qin."

Qin Hongfei put away his joking smile: "Okay. Speaking of business, I want to discuss a business with you. To be precise, I really want to buy something from you, your inspiration, creativity, and design."

Song Enyu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"It means, I want to hire you as my designer to produce design drafts for my new project. It's as simple as that, and the price is easy to negotiate. This project is my plan to build the largest escape room in Shanghai, but now I got the approval, but I haven’t started work for a long time, and I have been waiting for a suitable designer. Until I saw your work in Yanzhi that day, I thought, probably this suitable designer appeared.” What Qin Hongfei said is the truth .

Song Enyu laughed, and replied seriously: "But I think you are the most suitable designer. I have been to Hongfei Happy World, and that kind of design is novel and bold enough to make the same things unusual. Really As for me, my major is medicine, art is just a hobby, and I don’t know anything about design. It’s just that there are some inspirations that can’t be called inspirations, and creations that can’t be called creations. Compared with your works, I am indeed a bit overconfident gone."

Qin Hongfei didn't know that he would have such a high opinion of himself.Sometimes, an appreciation that words may be indescribable, can be communicated through the soul of art.He looked into his eyes, knew that he was not complimenting himself, every word was true,

He suddenly smiled wryly: "Hongfei Happy World was my design when I was in college, but it was only after I started my business that I realized it. After I got rich, my inspiration was almost exhausted, because I had to cater to the market, as if In the art of flower arrangement, I have to fold and cut those flowers into the shape that can maximize the benefits, because I want to make money. But invisibly, my design began to be limited. To be honest, I haven’t drawn a decent one for a long time. Painted. You can see me in any nightclub in Shanghai, in any presidential suite, but you will never see me in the studio, this is the status quo.”

Song Enyu understands this feeling. Once an interest becomes a profession, he will always lose his original intention. This is why he did not turn literature, history, or art into a major. Unrealistic fame and fortune.He said: "I can try it, but I can't guarantee that it will agree with you. It is possible that the few works in the exhibition are just accidental. You know, art and creation are an accidental process."

Seeing him let go, Qin Hongfei was very happy: "It's okay, you don't need to have any psychological burden. This is not a favor, nor is it a favor. As I said just now, this is a business. We have to follow the formal process and the reward is not cheap. You can go back Discuss with Zhixu whether you want to cooperate."

Song Enyu took a sip of wine and shook his head: "No need to discuss, I can still be my own master. What style and theme do you plan to design?"

"Here, I want to hear what you mean. Escape room, but I don't want to be the same as the market."