The cypress trees on both sides of Beicheng Road began to sprout new buds, and the hard frost on the frozen soil melted, revealing neat green bud tips.

The sky changed from lead ash to a blue sky like water, lingering in the sky above the northern city.

The coldness of winter remains in the air, which can be seen from the fact that people on the road are still wearing down jackets.

In North City, it's still far from summer.

Zhou Shijie took a light apricot sweater in his hand, put it on his head while walking, followed by three dogs behind him, and went downstairs. He washed his hands, reached out to cross Zhou Shixu's shoulder and took a piece of toast, "Second brother, apply blueberries."

“…”

Zhou Shixun took the toast, applied even blueberry sauce and handed it back. Zhou Shike dragged a chair and sat down, "Where is sister?"

"She is resting today. She is going to play golf in the afternoon. Are you going?" Zhou Shixun finished speaking, and gave Yang Xiao a charming look on the other side, "Yang Xiao and I won't go, we have something to do with our company."

Zhou Shike nodded, "Go, I'll go, I'll take the dog with me."

Zhou Shixun was speechless, "Can you not take these three with you anywhere? Last time I went out to play with my dad, and the ball was played, hey, I didn't bring it into the hole, so I just went into the mouth of these three."

"But I really can't bear to put them at home," Zhou Shike stuffed the bread into his mouth, reached out and pinched A Zhou's ear, "Do you think so?"

A Zhou raised his neck and said, "Woo."

Zhou Shixun, "You're so whining."

After breakfast, Zhou Shixun went to the company with Yang Xiao. When he was changing shoes at the door, he looked at Zhou Shike who was lying on the sofa playing with A Zhou and the others, and felt a lot more relaxed.

Wednesday was still the same Wednesday, and he didn't change. Zhou Shixun knew he could get out.

Thinking of the loss of Zhou Shike back in Jiangcheng last autumn, when he took Zhou Shike back, he looked in a mess, and now, Zhou Shike seemed to be back when he left North City.

Xiao ran over and took Zhou Shixun's shoes away, interrupting Zhou Shixun, who was immersed in his sad memories.

"!"

"Zhou Shike, when the hell can you find something to do?"

Zhou Shike glanced lazily and returned the shoes to Zhou Shixun at the age of a young age. He said, "Why am I not doing anything?"

Zhou Shixun was too lazy to talk to him and pulled Yang Xiao away.

There was no one in the living room. Luo Lu and Zhou Jiqing went to grandma's house, so they were left with three aunts at home. In the quiet living room, three dogs ran around chasing the ball. Zhou Shike threw the ball out and they picked it up again.

When I threw it for the last time, I didn’t pay attention to the correctness and threw it on an oil painting that Zhou Shixun just bought yesterday. It was painted by a college student and framed it with a picture frame.

I was quiet when I was young, and I stopped when I saw the ball throwing something wrong.

The eyes of A Zhou and Erge suddenly turned into "I want to fuck him in the cesspool." The two dogs advanced in unison, and their four hooves flew, hitting their heads on the painting. The huge oil painting three meters long and one meter wide slowly fell down, and the glass slammed and shattered the ground.

Zhou Shike was stunned.

Seeing that something was wrong, Jegua stopped.

A Zhou dulled his head in the glass and digged out the ball. He held it in his mouth and was about to look for Zhou Shike to reward him. When he saw that the owner's face was not right, the ball in his mouth fell to the ground.

The living room ushered in a long and strange silence.

Zhou Shike stepped on slippers and broom, carefully picked up the paintings from a pile of glass and spread them onto the dining table.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Shike frowned, "I must be beaten."

If you really fight, Zhou Shike couldn't beat Zhou Shixun. Zhou Shixun was boxing underground when he was in college.

When the two aunts heard the movement, they were also startled by the mess in the living room. Zhou Shike turned his head, smiled, and said, "A Zhou did it, how about eating it tonight?"

A Zhou whined while pulling his neck.

After he finished cleaning, Zhou Shixuan also woke up. She only drank coffee for breakfast. She took the coffee handed over by her aunt, walked slowly to the dining table, looked at the oil painting with no big problems, and nodded, "The hands and feet are very quick, and she should be able to get two less fists at night."

Zhou Shike leaned over and whispered "Sister".

"It's useless to call me. This painting is not mine," she said, and glanced at the boy with a messy hair on the side. "Take my cell phone and call Secretary Zhang and ask her to ask someone to do it."

Zhou Shike immediately responded, "Received! Thank you sister!"

Zhou Shixuan sat on the sofa and watched today's news. At this time, neither Zhou Shixun nor anyone else would come to interrupt her.

but,

Zhou Shike ran down from the stairs behind him, holding up his cell phone, "Is this the case?"

Zhou Shixuan nodded, "Go and fight, don't bother me."

Zhou Shike went there to make a phone call, and the response was quick, saying that someone would come over immediately. He hung up the phone. Before the screen went out, he accidentally saw a new document sent from the company management group.

Before I clicked on it, I only saw the file name.

It was a document about cooperation with Fu, and Zhou Shike's hands tightened slightly.

He returned the phone to Zhou Shixuan. Just as he was about to go back to his room so that Zhou Shixuan could read the news quietly, Zhou Shixuan asked him to sit down and she had something to say.

"You have been home for half a year. Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?" Zhou Shixuan was not urging. She would rather Zhou Shike have been playing so heartlessly. It's just that he liked singing before, and he hasn't heard him mention it in the past six months. She was just a little worried.

"Think about it," Zhou Shike nodded, "singing."

Zhou Shixuan had a smile in her eyes, "Are you still going to Jiangcheng?"

Zhou Shike shook his head quickly, "I won't go."

"That's it," Zhou Shixuan laughed lazily, teasing and joking, "If you don't make money and traffic for yourself, go to work for other people's homes, what about your brain?"

Zhou Shike also laughed. His smile was sincere at the moment. He felt that he was ridiculous at the beginning. He wanted nothing to do with the future, and left all the desperate bets that Fu Simian gave him in Jiangcheng, and finally ended up like that.

So he found it funny, really funny.

When he was in the game, he felt that his behavior could not only move the world, but also move Fu Simian. Once he was separated, you would examine his original self with great clarity.

Every second I look back at myself and see myself for a second, I will gain different insights, and the same is true for a young man.

But he did not thank Fu Simian at all. He never thanked anyone who gave him pain. If he did not revenge, he would be very polite.

Yang Shangchen was wearing a long black down jacket and wool gloves. His hair was shoveled into a buzz cut by his father during the New Year. The tattoo wrapped around his entire ear could not be hidden, so he was beaten.

His car parked at the door of Zhou's house. Looking at the three dogs guarding the door, he threw a stone over and said, "Look at it."

"Bite my butt again, I'll break your teeth. Who bit you last time? How can you recognize it on Wednesday?" Yang Shangchen was waiting for Zhou Shike and Zhou Shixuan at the door. He didn't go in, one because of the dog, and the other because of Zhou Shixuan.

He was not afraid of his father, but his sister in the Zhou family.

Zhou Shixuan's car was driven by a very low-key business car. When the window came down, Zhou Shixuan's cold face was revealed. When Yang Shangchen saw that the car was parked in front of him, he immediately stood up.

"Hello, big sister." He wanted to salute again.

Zhou Shixuan nodded, "You and Zhou Shike are coming from behind."

"Okay, no problem." Yang Shangchen was so happy that he didn't have to ride in the same car with Zhou Shixuan.

Shortly after Zhou Shixuan left, Zhou Shike drove out. He drove a motorcycle with a matte black body and a retro look. It was not as aggressive as the car he used to play with. It was a New Year gift his mother gave him. The car logo at the back told everyone that it was very expensive, very fucking expensive.

However, the speed of this car is not as good as the racing level, and the appearance is beautiful, like a wandering young man, slowly and slowly, with a little arrogant and arrogant.

Just can't bring people.

Yang Shangchen expressed great regret for this, otherwise he would have jumped up and sat down.

Zhou Shike lifted his sunglasses and his hair was exposed, revealing his smooth forehead.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go."

Yang Shangchen jumped into his car, ignited the fire, and waited for the oil to heat up for a while, "Where is your dog, how can your dog go?"

Zhou Shike pointed to his waist and said, "It's tied."

Yang Shangchen: "…"

He looked behind Zhou Shike's car. The three dogs had ropes hanging around their necks, squatting neatly behind, ready to start running at all times.

"Or why do you think I'm driving such a slow car?" Zhou Shike pulled down his sunglasses and threw them into Yang Shangchen's car. He put on his helmet. His exposed eyes flashed with a free and unyielding light. He pressed the lens, loosened the clutch, "Let's go."

A Zhou rushed out immediately. It ran to Zhou Shike's right, and the other two followed the left, running fast. Yang Shangchen was stunned from behind. After a while, he sighed, "Everything has changed, and this is not moral."

He quickly caught up with Zhou Shike and paddled past Zhou Shike like a bolt of lightning, sweeping the leaves on the road into a random way.

Zhou Shike didn't even give a single look, and slowly waved the dog behind him.

When they arrived at the stadium, Zhou Shixuan's secretary said that Mr. Zhou had business to negotiate and asked them to play.

Yang Shangchen smacked his tongue, "You big sister doesn't have a rest?"

Zhou Shike arrived later and felt that it was too boring to play with Yang Shangchen. Yang Shangchen immediately called a few more people, and they were still at home after the New Year. They said that they would arrive in a while.

Zhou Shike changed his clothes and sat on the chair with a club. He didn't wear a hat and sunglasses. His chin was still pointed. The black earrings on his earlobe made him look quite unfashionable and swaying.

He crossed his legs, put his fingers on the handrail, raised the corner of his mouth and hummed something, and was very comfortable.

Yang Shangchen looked at him for a while and felt that he had been away from Beicheng for so long on Wednesday. When he came back, many people still asked him to pounce on him. It was not unreasonable. Just aiming at this face, he had to pounce.

He walked over and pushed the dog squatting away with the pole, "San'er, are you in love?"

Zhou Shike pressed the corner of his mouth and turned his head to look at Yang Shangchen. His eyes behind the black lenses looked blurred.

"You introduce me?" After a long time, he said slowly.

Yang Shangchen was stunned. He thought Zhou Shike would not agree. As the saying goes, how can I forget the previous paragraph? It is to start a new paragraph. Besides, Wednesday is not bad. As for what happened to be single for so long?
To be continued...