How's your day

Chapter 69

Manager Wang was a little dissatisfied with Cheng Fei's return to the company empty-handed, but seeing as Cheng Fei's first day of employment today, he didn't make it too difficult for him, and waved him to do other things.

When it was almost time to get off work, a courier brother suddenly came to the door of the company and asked if there was a courier named Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei went to sign for it in a daze, and after opening it, he found that it was the contract he asked for at AYA in the afternoon.

After handing over the contract to Manager Wang, he sat back in his seat, wondering if he should send Song Yu a text message or make a phone call.

But...is Song Yu's cell phone number still the same after all these years?

And could it be that he was being self-indulgent? The contract matter was about to be advanced, and it wasn't because of him that the efficiency became faster.

As soon as he thought of the four words of being self-confident and passionate, the little fire that was about to ignite in Cheng Fei's heart was extinguished again.

Due to the smooth arrival of the contract, Manager Wang waved his hand happily and announced that Cheng Fei would not have to work overtime today and could go home on time.Under the envious eyes of others, Cheng Fei walked out of the company calmly.

Walking out of the company gate, he felt a sense of emptiness again, not knowing what to do.

The house was empty and unpopular, and he didn't want to go back.

Another home...not to mention.

Cheng Fei wants to find a friend to have a meal and drink, but he seems to have no friends now except Shen Ran.However, Shen Ran went to London to see his girlfriend these two days and didn't have time to have dinner with him.

After Cheng Fei finished screening a round of candidates in his mind, he took out his mobile phone and called Gao Quan.

In the end, Cheng Fei, Gao Quan, and Zhang Jiehong sat at the barbecue stand, and on the table were slowly grilled skewers and too much beer.

"By the way, I forgot to ask when I was just teasing you at the last meeting." Gao Quan took a bite of the beef, "Where's Lin Xueba? Didn't come back with you?"

When Lin Xuan's name was mentioned, Cheng Fei paused and said, "Well, he stayed abroad to continue his studies."

"Wow." Gao Quan sighed earnestly, "As expected of a top student, he has continued his studies after he has finished his master's degree. He really wants to be a postdoctoral fellow."

"Even if you are studying for further studies, you still have time off. Why doesn't he go back to China for a while?" Zhang Jiehong said.

"Maybe he's busy." Cheng Fei picked up the bottle and took a sip of wine.

"You two are really good. One didn't come back once in three years, and the other came back occasionally, but it seems that you don't plan to come back in the future." Gao Quan said.

"Is it because you have a foreign girlfriend and are reluctant to come back?" Zhang Jiehong looked gossip.

Cheng Fei picked up a few skewers of beef and stuffed them into his hands, "Eat more, talk less."

Zhang Jiehong rolled off the beef skewers in a few mouthfuls, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed, "Brother Cheng, tell us how you have lived these past few years, have you had a girlfriend?"

"Why do you keep your mouth shut and never leave your girlfriend?" Cheng Fei was helpless.

"I always mention what I lack. I'm in my 20s, and I haven't talked about it once. Ah, I really want to fall in love." Zhang Jiehong said expectantly.

"I didn't talk about it." Cheng Fei said.

"It shouldn't be." Gao Quan shouted exaggeratedly, "Even if you go abroad for your looks, there shouldn't be no market, and even if Europe and the United States can't appreciate it, then there are still Asians, and no one will chase you. of?"

"No." Cheng Fei said.

Gao Quan didn't believe it at all, "Just talk nonsense, there must be someone who likes you, but you don't like him."

Cheng Fei shrugged noncommittally.

"Why don't you talk about it? Isn't there anything good to see?" Zhang Jiehong asked.

Cheng Fei sighed indiscriminately, and said from the bottom of his heart: "What's the point of falling in love? It's not."

Gao Quan: "Tsk, a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry, this is you."

Cheng Fei didn't answer his words, and raised his head to take another sip of wine.

Gao Quan couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't just drink and eat, you will be drunk later and no one will take you back." He took a few skewers in front of Cheng Fei and said, "Is it the first day of work today? Not going well? How do you see that your mood is not right. "

Cheng Fei shook his head, "I'm just a little tired."

"I'm a little tired when I first go to work, but I'll get used to it after a while." Gao Quan said, "Although I have only worked for more than a year, I can be regarded as your predecessor in this respect."

Zhang Jiehong shot a sneer at the side, "You have worked for more than a year and your salary is not as high as that of Brother Cheng when you first started working."

Gao Quan hesitated, "You can't say that, can money buy experience?"

Cheng Fei put down the bottle, and suddenly asked Gao Quan seriously, "Have you been to Oolong in recent years?"

"Oolong?" Gao Quan responded for a moment, before saying after a few seconds, "Which one did you go to when you were in college?"

"En." Cheng Fei nodded.

"I haven't been there. Didn't Brother Song stop singing there long ago? He hasn't been there since he was gone." Gao Quan said, "By the way, I haven't seen Brother Song for a long time. You are still with him now." Is there a connection?"

Cheng Fei hesitated for a moment, "I guess so."

"What does it mean? You two had such a good relationship at the beginning. If you had nothing to do, you would go to Brother Song's house all day long, and you would stay at Song Ge's house for a month. Have you not been in touch in the past few years since you went abroad?"

Cheng Fei didn't speak.

Looking at his expression, Gao Quan felt a little strange, so he didn't ask any more questions, and changed the subject, "When Lin Xueba comes back someday, let's get together."

Well, his art of speaking is accurate when stepping on thunder.

Cheng Fei's mood dropped visibly with the naked eye, and in the end he just drank without saying a word, and then, as Gao Quan expected, he got drunk smoothly.

Gao Quan and Zhang Jiehong looked at Cheng Fei who was drunk, not knowing what to do with him, and they didn't know where Cheng Fei lived.

In the end, when the barbecue stall was about to be closed, the two of them got together and prepared to throw Cheng Fei to the nearby hotel and pull him down.

After setting up Cheng Fei, Gao Quan didn't forget to take out Cheng Fei's mobile phone to help him set the alarm clock for tomorrow morning before leaving - tomorrow is a working day and he has to go to work.

After everything was settled, Gao Quan and Zhang Jiehong also dragged their tired bodies and left the hotel.

Cheng Fei, who was safely placed in the hotel, was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night. He didn't know whether it was Gao Quan or Zhang Jiehong. Maybe it was the two of them together. Catching a cold, he closed all the windows of the hotel and turned on the air conditioner before leaving.

With so many measures to keep warm, Cheng Fei finally lived up to his expectations and was woken up by the heat.

He woke up drenched in sweat, closed his eyes and kicked the quilt off his body vigorously, raised his hand to take off his clothes, and then lay comfortably on the bed naked.

Then he continued to grope on the bed with his eyes closed, until he found his mobile phone before opening his eyes slightly.

Without any hesitation, he turned on his cell phone and dialed Song Yu's number.

The phone rang twice before being connected, and Song Yu's surprised voice came from the receiver: "Cheng Fei?"

Cheng Fei hummed to the phone, and then asked, "Where are you? Why haven't you come home yet?"

"Ah?" Song Yu looked at her body sitting on the sofa and the wool lying in his arms, and said blankly, "I'm right at home."

"Then why didn't I see you?" Cheng Fei asked.

"..." Song Yu said, "Are you drunk?"

"I haven't." Cheng Fei said.

Song Yu was sure that Cheng Fei was drunk, because his voice was full of drunkenness, and he would not speak like this when he was sober.

Song Yu asked: "Are you at home or outside?"

Cheng Fei repeated: "I'm not drunk, you go home quickly, I'll be waiting for you at home."

Song Yu was silent for a while, and asked, "Where are you now?"

"Home." Cheng Fei said naturally.

"Which family?" Song Yu asked.

"And your home." Cheng Fei got impatient when asked, "Hurry up and come back!"

Song Yu couldn't tell what it was like now, a little uncomfortable and sad, he said softly to Cheng Fei: "I'm at home, I haven't left all this time."

Cheng Fei opened his eyes and looked around, then pursed his lips, "Then why can't I see you?"

He sat up and checked again, but there was still no sign of Song Yu, "I can't see you, are you hiding?"

Song Yu didn't know how to answer him.

A sudden grievance welled up in Cheng Fei's heart, and he questioned Song Yu: "Why are you hiding? I can't find you, come out quickly."

Then he woke up.

Cheng Fei looked at the thick quilt covering his body, the tightly closed windows on the wall, and the hot wind blowing slowly above his head. He stayed there for a long time before reaching out to lift the quilt off his body. He was drenched in sweat , looked very embarrassed.

The dream just now was too real, so real that he couldn't come back to God for a long time.

In his dream, he seemed to have never experienced the three years of separation, firmly and persistently thinking that Song Yu was still by his side, and they had never been separated.

Because he was too sure that he and Song Yu hadn't separated, before he could savor the dream carefully after waking up, the fact of "we have separated" directly hit him dizzy and nearly collapsed.

The familiar feeling of suffocation that had tormented him for countless days and nights in the past three years once again swept through his body, making him unable to breathe.

It's just that this time the feeling of suffocation was much stronger than usual, which reminded him of the suffocation in the car.

that night.

Yes, if he was asked to describe that day, he would talk about the night in the car instead of the night he broke up with Song Yu—maybe it would make him feel better, but he wasn't sure, because it didn't feel any better.

He just didn't want to mention the word breakup and separation.

Whenever he hears or thinks of similar words, Song Yu's decisive and indifferent face will appear in front of his eyes, and then he will hear Song Yu's voice in the next second, speaking in his usual tone.

"Let's separate."

"Let's let each other go."

These two sentences were like a nightmare, haunting him all the time, so that he could never forget them for a day.