The party ended earlier than expected, but the plane was delayed.

Zhou Jinheng took a nap in the waiting room, woke up before boarding the plane, he loosened the tie around his neck, kicked the leg of the table irritably, and asked the accompanying assistant Xiaolin to help him change his booking.

Xiaolin came back from the counter and said tremblingly, "All the planes have been delayed at this point, so it doesn't make much sense to change the booking..."

Zhou Jinheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "What about the high-speed rail?"

Xiaolin flipped through his phone and hesitated even more: "There is a high-speed rail, but I have to take it from South Station. It takes about 6 hours to get to S City. It's better to wait here for the flight..."

Zhou Jinheng interrupted him: "Okay, you can go back, I'll wait by myself."

Xiao Lin felt like being granted amnesty, and against his will, he dropped a sentence, "Call me if you have something to do", and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Zhou Jinheng waited patiently for another hour, and the plane finally took off.

It was still drizzling when arrived in S City, and took a taxi back to the villa in the east of the city. After knocking for a long time, no one came to open the door. Zhou Jinheng vaguely remembered that the only nanny in the family was fired by him not long ago. Zhengxiang.

Angrily, he unlocked the lock with the password, and as soon as he walked into the house, he was stunned by the coldness coming towards him.

Zhou Jinheng didn't return to this home often, but he was very familiar with the taste it should have. The little fool is addicted to sweets, and the refrigerator is full of candies and desserts, not to mention, the sweet smell of food permeates the house, but now the house is empty, as if it was sprayed with a colorless and tasteless purifier, except when he entered the door. Smell of rain and earth, nothing else.

There were no flowers or cakes as expected. After going upstairs to the master bedroom to confirm, Zhou Jinheng had to admit the fact that the little fool was not at home.

The anger that had been suppressed by the delay of the plane exploded instantly. Zhou Jinheng lifted the neatly folded quilt on the bed and threw it on the ground. The Doraemon doll next to the pillow rolled to the ground, facing up on his back, facing Zhou Jinheng stupidly. laugh.

It's the little fool's favorite doll, and he sleeps with it every night.

There was a fire in his heart and nothing was pleasing to the eye. Zhou Jinheng somehow felt that the doll was laughing at him and rushed back all the way to pounce. He kicked it a few meters away, and the doll hit the wall and bounced back. After rolling a few laps Lie on the ground with your butt up.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face and calmed down a bit. Zhou Jinheng took out his new mobile phone and flipped through the address book. He hung his thumb on the phone named "Grey Grey" for a few seconds, but he didn't click on it, and just changed the number: " Hey, I'm back in City S, where will we meet today?"

I thought that the feasting and feasting in the bar could numb the nerves and dilute the mood, but who knew that after a few glasses of wine, watching the friends laughing and laughing, smelling the pungent perfume around, Zhou Jinheng's mood not only did not improve, but Worse.

Someone came over to talk: "What's wrong with Zhou Shao, you don't play with us, is the wine not strong enough, or the girl here is not energetic enough?"

Zhou Jinheng raised his hand and pushed it: "Go away and play with you."

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't go to the good celebration party in the capital, and ran to this smoky place in the middle of the night to suffer.

Everyone is accustomed to Zhou Shao's bad temper, and the person who was pushed away was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "Or, Zhou Shao has a high vision and doesn't look down on these vulgar fans?"

Another person next to them joined their conversation: "That's not true, our wife from a famous family in Zhou Shao's family said that they are used to the taste of noble and elegant, so they can't drink these inferior strong fragrances, right Zhou Shao?"

Although the marriage between the Zhou family and the Yi family is claimed to be kept secret, this kind of thing can't be hidden from the local aristocratic family. It's like no one has ever said it on the bright side, but no one knows that the young master of the Yi family, Yi Hui, has a brain problem. Same.

This person's words contained a bit of ridicule. To put it in normal times, Zhou Jinheng had to lose his temper. At this moment, his mind was not here, so he just ignored it. go up.

"Young Master Zhou is leaving now?" The person who had spoken to Zhou Jinheng at first caught up to hold him back, leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, "It's not like you don't know that guy is mean, so you can't be angry with him."

Zhou Jinheng only felt dizzy, eager to go out to breathe, pinching his brows and saying, "I'm not angry."

The person I chased out is in the local fire fighting equipment business in S City. Recently, he is trying to win over the Zhou family. He is trying to establish a relationship with Zhou Jinheng and then discuss cooperation with the Yi family, who started out as a hotel, so he is very attentive to him: "I'm not angry. That's right, Zhou Shao, you don't know it either, this person is so lazy and lazy, you don't know how jealous you are when you see Master Yi following you, you brought Master Yi here last time, he..."

Zhou Jinheng figured out something from the first half of the sentence, and before he could finish speaking, he tilted his head and narrowed his eyes to look at him: "You also think that I am the one who climbed high?"

The man froze all over: "How can you! You and the young master of the Yi family are talented and handsome, a match made in heaven!"

Knowing that he was bragging about flattery, Zhou Jinheng felt a lot more at ease after hearing this. He didn't stay outside after coming out of the bar, and went straight back to the Chengdong villa.

When he got home, he fell asleep. When he woke up, he vaguely saw the bright sky outside the window. Zhou Jinheng subconsciously reached out to touch him, but he didn't touch anyone. at home.

Walking into the bathroom, Zhou Jinheng touched the cartoon towel hanging on the shelf. It was dry and seemed to have not been used for many days.

While brushing his teeth, Zhou Jinheng deliberately knocked down the cartoon toothbrush standing in the corner, raised his eyebrows and thought to see how long you can last this time.

Zhou and Yi were married by agreement. Since Zhou Jinheng was not of legal age for marriage at the time of the agreement, the two only held the wedding in a low-key manner, and sent the two to this marriage room.

Because of work, Zhou Jinheng has stayed here for less than two months in the past two years, and the old things in the family have threatened to stop the credit card or take back the sports car. Now that Zhou Jinheng's acting career is on the right track, he has a source of income, and the pressure of elders is becoming less and less effective for him. Since the beginning of this spring, he can count on one hand the number of times he has stayed at this home.

Only that idiot, Yi Hui, really regarded this place as his home. He arranged it carefully, waited patiently, and tried his best to call him home every day. Even staying here occasionally is to get angry, thinking that Zhou Jinheng will worry about him and come back to see him, but Zhou Jinheng has seen through his careful thoughts long ago.

Why don't you just run away from home? Little kid tricks. The Yi family has several properties in S City, most of which were earned by Yi Hui's mother for him during his lifetime, all of which are written in Yi Hui's name, and he has a place to go.

No matter how bad it is, he still has a half-brother. Last year, Yi Hui did something like buying a plane ticket and going to the capital to defect to his brother.

So Zhou Jinheng is not worried at all. If something really happened, the cheap uncle called him early to teach him a lesson. How could he be at ease for so many days?

Thinking of this, Zhou Jinheng became irritable again, not knowing how long this shackled life would last.

After washing, he took out half a bag of frozen toast from the refrigerator and swallowed cold water. Zhou Jinheng frowned while chewing, thinking that it would be good for a little fool to stay at home, at least the hot water for coffee would not break for 24 hours. , reach for a drink.

Back in the room, he caught a glimpse of the doll lying on the ground in the corner again, Zhou Jinheng thought for a moment, then went to pick it up, dusted it, and put it back on the bed.

To save the little fool from crying when he sees it, his nose is red and his eyes are red and ugly as soon as he cries, and when others see it, he will say that he is bullying.

It was still inconvenient to have no nanny at home. He threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine. Zhou Jinheng casually took a set of casual clothes from the closet and put them on, when suddenly he heard the phone ring.

After fumbling for a long time, he took out the phone from the jacket that was thrown into the washing machine, and when he saw the word "old thing", Zhou Jinheng's face darkened and he was a little disappointed.

The attitude of answering the phone is not polite: "Hello, what's the matter."

"Change numbers?"

Zhou Jinheng's pants were halfway up, and he couldn't tie the belt with one hand, so he turned and leaned on the washing machine: "Well, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you."

Since the other end found out his new number, he won't talk nonsense with him on this matter: "Take Xiaohui home on Sunday."

"Family reunion again?" Zhou Jinheng sneered, "You guys really, have this spare time to enhance your business ability, isn't it bad to do more business in an upright manner? Or is there some conspiracy to marry my sister to exchange money? "

"You bastard!" the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone angrily said, "You stinky boy, who agreed to marry the Yi family in exchange for personal freedom?

"Do you mean your so-called personal freedom to call to check the post every three days? I have never seen a father-in-law so concerned about the marriage life of his son and daughter-in-law."

After he finished speaking, he was breathing heavily in the microphone. Seeing that the old man was about to get angry, Zhou Jinheng changed the topic: "Is it Sunday, I have to ask him if he has time first, the National People's Congress painter is also busy, you can dispatch me as you like. , is it inappropriate to dispatch him?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jinheng let out a sigh of relief and put on his clothes. When he went downstairs, he passed the room on the corner of the second floor. He paused in his footsteps, and after a moment of hesitation, he pushed open the half-closed door.

This is Yi Hui's studio. Although the area is small, the inside is neat and tidy. There is a half-painted figure painting on the drawing board. There are two chairs, one high and one short, which reminds Zhou Jinheng that Yi Hui sometimes sits with a cat. Waist, sometimes kneeling on one foot on the ground, holding a paint board to find a clumsy look at the right height.

City S is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The characteristic of humid air is especially obvious in the shaded room. The corners of the drawing papers stacked on the corner cabinets are slightly raised, and the paper surface is also uneven. No wonder he complained before that "painting The paintings that come out have become unsightly.”

The sound of the little fool's grievance suddenly echoed in his ears, and Zhou Jinheng's heart suddenly softened, thinking that there are no guests coming, why don't you use the second bedroom upstairs as a studio, where the sun is shining, drawing paper doesn't absorb moisture so easily .

Go back and buy him a few more chairs of the right height, the little fool is clumsy, in case he falls at home...

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone in his pocket rang again. Zhou Jinheng didn't even look at it and just pressed the connection: "What other orders do you have to give?"

The other end was silent for two seconds and said, "Jin Heng, Fang Youqing is back."

Zhou Jinheng took off his phone and glanced at the caller's name, and smiled: "Yang Chengxuan, I will send you the new number as soon as possible, not for you to call me for a joke. You also saw what happened last time."

"This time it's true. I checked the flight information. It flew from country M and arrived at the Capital Airport five hours later."

The smile on his face froze, but his eyes lit up. Zhou Jinheng didn't even bother to put on his coat. He changed his shoes and walked out while dialing Xiaolin. After connecting, he said very quickly, "Help me book a flight from S city to the capital, in an hour, hurry up."

On the other side of the same time, in a remote southern town, Yi Hui was having a headache changing his train ticket to the capital.

Jiang Yimang was very excited: "Don't you want to go to the tutor in advance? Go two days earlier. Anyway, I have already asked for my leave, and I can leave at any time."

Yi Hui looked at the screen and screened for shifts with suitable time and seats: "But mom has a job, so the time should be arranged reasonably."

Jiang Yimang laughed.

Yi Hui turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

"I think you've been the same for the last day, and you've changed a lot." Jiang Yimang showed a relieved expression, "I was talking about 'eating meals' and 'taking a bath' a few days ago, but today I know 'reasonable time arrangements'. "

Yi Hui was stunned, thinking that he had revealed the secret: "I, I, I heard what my mother said."

"I just said casually, why are you nervous. Dr. Liu said that it is not surprising that you have changed at this stage. Let me and my mother take care of your emotions."

Yi Hui breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, oh, thank you."

Jiang Yimang laughed so hard: "Why didn't I find you so cute before?"

Yi Hui thought for a while, and judged this sentence as a sincere compliment. His face turned red, and Jiang Yimang burst into laughter.

Because Yi Hui played a huge role in persuading Jiang Xuemei to bring her little daughter to the capital, and perhaps it was also related to having her hair cut, the relationship between siblings has grown by leaps and bounds in the past two days. There are good things know to share with brother.

After finally getting the ticket, Jiang Yimang stopped Yi Hui: "Hey, don't go yet, look at this."

She closed the door mysteriously and took out a camera from her bag.

Yi Hui asked, "Bought a new one?"

"How can I have so much money? I borrowed it from my classmates." Jiang Yimang rubbed his camera and couldn't put it down. "When the time comes, you will receive the award, and I will take pictures of you below."

Yi Hui smiled shyly: "You may not be able to win the prize."

Jiang Yimang pouted: "Aren't you very good at drawing, can't you be a little more confident?"

Yi Hui didn't want to spoil her happiness: "Okay, I'll try my best."

"However, you'd better pray that the race time doesn't collide with the meeting time. If it does, I'll definitely choose Heng Heng."

Yi Hui blinked: "Heng...what?"

"Zhou Jinheng, our family is Hengheng." Jiang Yimang took out a stack of hand banners from his schoolbag, "You won't even forget the star I like? If it wasn't for him, why would I follow you to the capital? "

Hearing those three words, Yi Hui's ears buzzed, and his body trembled.

He hoped that he had heard it wrong, and lowered his eyes to look at the things in Jiang Yimang's hands. The three "Zhou Jinheng" broke into his eyes without warning, and together with the face that could not be erased from his mind, he was very far away from him. So close, yet so far away.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yimang pushed Yi Hui: "What is your reaction, isn't my family Hengheng good-looking?"

Yi Hui stared at the familiar name in a daze, listening to it hovering over and over in his ears, biting his blood-fading lips a few times, raising his head, pulling the corners of his mouth to squeeze out a forced smile: "Good-looking, he , he looks the best."