Fall in love with the ex Bai Yueguang

Chapter 38 Orion Arm 1*

When Shen Zhichuan came out of the office, it was raining.

In the basement in the morning, Fang Xian stopped his car and stuffed an umbrella through the window.

The black gold-plated umbrella handle and the huge logo of the luxury brand are faintly visible on the umbrella surface with gold lines, and the five characters "for nouveau riche" are clearly written on it.

Shen Zhichuan was very disgusted, he threw it back into Fang Xian's arms, kicked the accelerator and left.

Now Shen Zhichuan was standing at the door of the office building. It had to be said that he still missed that umbrella a little bit.He stared at the rain screen and calculated the total amount of rainfall from the office building to the parking lot with points in his mind, and decided to give up this idea.

He sighed and was about to turn back to the office and wait for the rain to stop when his cell phone rang.

It was followed by Fang Xian's idle voice: "How is it, is it raining?"

The voice smacked triumphantly.

Shen Zhichuan was angry: "Yes, are you happy?"

Of course Fang Xian was very happy: "I'm here to pick you up. It's in the parking lot of your school. Where are you?"

Shen Zhichuan paused for half a second: "The school parking lot does not allow external vehicles to enter, how did you get in?"

Fang Xian chuckled: "I said I'm here to pick up the family."

Shen Zhichuan has also recently realized that his attitude towards Fang Xian is loosening.

It is not easy to reject a person who is always smiling and caring and has no ill intentions for a long time.

What's more, he lives opposite Fang Xian.

He can refuse takeaway and flowers delivered to his house, he can refuse late-night wine movies, or he can refuse Swiss skiing and private hot springs.

But when the faucet in his house burst suddenly at ten o'clock in the evening, spraying water everywhere and he couldn't find the main valve, he couldn't kick Fang Xian out the door who rushed in with his sleeves rolled up.

For things like feelings, it only needs the simplest opportunity to grow up.

The next day Fang Xian knocked on the door of his house with a toolbox, pretending to come to check other faucets in his house.When he left, he still stared at Shen Zhichuan's overly clean kitchen.

On the third day, Fang Xian knocked on the door carrying a shopping bag from the supermarket, holding the bag full of meat and vegetables, very pitifully: "The natural gas stove at home suddenly stopped working, let me borrow it for your kitchen."

While Shen Zhichuan was still hesitating, Fang Xian had already hooked the door open with his feet, and pushed him in with the bag in one hand and slipped in by himself, without seeing anything: "Jianghu Emergency was busy at the company for a day and starved to death. By the way, Please go to my house and get a kitchen knife with a black line on the back, it is on the kitchen counter, the door code is 1904012."

Fang Xian does quantification, and his mentor is engaged in behavioral finance theory.

To put it bluntly, the arbitrage thinking of this group of people is to identify value depressions, scan for mispricing and valuation, and play with probability to take advantage of human nature.

The carelessness he showed is more often just lazy to care about it-the subordinate made a mistake, and the mistake has become meaningless to get angry; the boyfriend he is dating is a digger, and the breakup is over.

Immediate stop loss is the best profit.

But Shen Zhichuan was different.

Shen Zhichuan's stop loss position in his heart was too low, close to nothing.

Even if this person refused his approach countless times, he was like a novice stockholder who was caught in the first time, and he was reluctant to let go no matter what.

Sometimes Fang Xian couldn't understand his obsession.Shen Zhichuan looks like a prime number, a number that can only be divisible by 1 and itself. Carson has already done that 1 first, so Shen Zhichuan obviously doesn't need anyone anymore.

But Fang Xian didn't want to stop the loss this time.He wanted to try to see if there was a possibility of a comeback in the next second.

He was reluctant to give up this person.

It was still April when Fang Xian tossed about moving.

Fang Xian was not very happy when he moved into this apartment from the Riverside Villa.But Tan Ke, the dead Qing Gao who killed thousands of knives, insisted on choosing a high-tech zone when his company was selected.

At the beginning of the year, the Lanbin Bridge began to be repaired, and every morning rush hour was a live performance.

A McLaren with flamboyant color and eye-catching shape moved forward slowly in the traffic flow. I saw the Hermes electric car whizzing past me, and I heard the taxi driver next to me talking on the radio while puffing. Communicate with your peers: "Hey, it's blocked! It's on the bridge! The Ferrari next to it has to be blocked!"

Fang Xian was angry and decided to move.

On the day of the move, the assistant was supposed to help him look after him, but the assistant was paid out for a temporary emergency, so Fang Xian had to leave work early and come back to open the door for the workers.

He hadn't bought a parking space at that time, so he parked his car in the parking lot at the door, and walked into the community by himself.

Several walks ran across the lawn, where a child led a Maltese under a tree.The boy ran happily around the tree, and the dog was forcibly pulled by the neck to follow behind, strangling and rolling its eyes.

There were people passing by on the other side of the trail.Fang Xian watched the man come down from the trail, stepped on the lawn with a frown, and called the little boy who was running wildly to a stop.

Only then did Fang Xian notice the man's face.

He only cast a glance and could not look away.

Fang Xian has seen many beauties.In finance, the face is the first business card.

But that person was different.Describing him as delicate and handsome would be too simple, but if you say that his face is as beautiful as peaches and plums, it doesn't match his calm and jade-like temperament.

Fang Xian stood there and watched the man pointing at the puppy and talking to the boy. The Maltese was also human, and he tried his best to hug the man.

The man said a few words, then stretched out his hand to untie the rope around the puppy's neck, then dexterously tied a few knots with his fingers, modified the dog rope, put it on the dog again, and smiled.

The sun was still not hot after four o'clock in the afternoon, lazily passing through the shadow of the tree, falling on the side of the man's face, kissing Ruyu's eyebrows.

The sky in April in the world is light and fresh, like the wind from all sides, and the rain sprinkled on the flowers.

Fang Xian suddenly remembered that there was a piece of amber with a butterfly sealed in his father's collection.The butterfly has a pair of bluish mother-of-pearl wings, flapping its wings in the resin as if ready to fly.

Shen Zhichuan hung up the phone, hesitating to go back to the office building.It took Fang Xian 5 minutes to walk from the parking lot to the office building, and it would only go slower when it was raining.

He will switch hands and turn to pull the glass door.

When his fingers touched the cold stainless steel doorknob, he saw through the glass that the vice president was walking out with a tall and thin foreign man.

The man obviously saw him too, suddenly left the vice president behind and hurried towards the door.

Shen Zhichuan didn't feel like his heart was beating wildly after reuniting after a long absence.Instead, he felt he was suffocating because his heart stopped beating.

He subconsciously let go of the doorknob and took several steps back.

The eaves of the office building are narrow, and he is about to step into the rain.

The glass door was pushed open, one hand firmly grabbed Shen Zhichuan's arm, and said eagerly in not-so-fluent Chinese: "Why don't you open an umbrella?"

Fall in love, cheat, break up, meet again.

Shen Zhichuan never imagined that when he met Carson ten years later, the first thing he said was to ask him why he didn't open an umbrella.

Not an apology, not an admission of error.

Shen Zhichuan suddenly calmed down.

He withdrew his hand and looked into Carson's eyes.It was a pair of slightly gray blue eyes.

Carson has hardly changed, and he can almost overlap with the young man who sat across from Shen Zhichuan in the restaurant ten years ago and imagined the future.

Shen Zhichuan thought inappropriately, this person doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, goes to bed early, gets up early and exercises regularly, he lives like a fucking atomic clock, the kind that can only be off by one second in 2000 million years.

But he was getting old himself, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that there were signs of wrinkles in the corners of his eyes.

The vice president also followed: "Oh, Professor Shen."

Shen Zhichuan smiled at the dean: "Dean, it's time for me to get off work, so I'm leaving first."

He pulled out his arm and turned to dive into the rain.

Even if you die in the rain, it's better than standing here and reminiscing about your idiot predecessor.

But Shen Zhichuan was grabbed by someone as soon as he stepped out.

Carson's Chinese is not very good, and he has to speak English when he is in a hurry: "It's raining so hard, where are you going?"

Shen Zhichuan was so irritable that he wanted to curse, he was about to use a ******ing**damn triple combo in front of the vice president.

"Yo, what a coincidence."

Shen Zhichuan's other hand was also grabbed by someone.

Fang Xian stood next to Shen Zhichuan holding the "I am a local tyrant" umbrella that was rejected and returned in the morning.

Shen Zhichuan subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, but Fang Xian held it tightly, and took advantage of his body position to pull it out. Shen Zhichuan was forced to take two steps back, and happened to stand under his umbrella.

Two men stood side by side and held hands under a black umbrella. One was elegant and the other warm, but they also matched each other.

Carson's complexion was not very good immediately, but his upbringing made him politely greet his old friend: "Fang, long time no see."

Fang Xian smiled frankly: "It's been a long time."

He held Shen Zhichuan's hand tightly, tilted the umbrella towards Shen Zhichuan, and said, "But the oven is still on at home, and I'm just here to pick up someone. I'll invite you out for a get-together in a few days and call Shang Tan." .”

After Fang Xian finished speaking, he pulled Shen Zhichuan and left.

Carson stared at the black umbrella in the rain with an ugly face.

It was not until he walked around the corner of the office building that Fang Xian let go of Shen Zhichuan's hand, and said jokingly, "What a coincidence."

Shen Zhichuan didn't even know what to say.He didn't pull down the car window until he got into his car and closed the door, and said to Fang Xian in a very exhausted manner: "I will eat in the school cafeteria from now on."

After Shen Zhichuan finished speaking, he closed the car window, stepped on the accelerator and left. He didn't dare to look in the rearview mirror after driving for a long distance.

When he turned from the school and waited for the red light at the intersection, he stared out the window and suddenly found that there was not a drop of water near the driver's window.

Only then did he remember that when he opened the car window just now, Fang Xian used an umbrella to cover the car window for him, lest the rain would get in.

Shen Zhichuan felt extremely uncomfortable, and that feeling of suffocation surged up again.He felt as if he were on an isolated island, and the sea was rising one after another, and there was no way for him to escape immediately.