Song Guiyan took Zhou Shike to a private restaurant in the city center. The location is very secretive. You need to pass through the most famous night market stall in the North City and drive around the winding mountain road behind. On the right side of the road are densely packed houses. It is stopped by driving to the road, and then walk along the winding stairs. You can see the green iron gate on your waist.

While waiting for the boss to open the door, Zhou Shike turned around and looked down.

The north city has thousands of lights, like a dragon wearing golden armor. The cool breeze is blowing, and the mountain breeze is much colder than the wind in the city.

A "creak" sound.

The door is open.

The proprietress is a very beautiful but gentle woman with her hair combed in braids and tied around her shoulders. The black tight sweater outlines her graceful figure.

Song Guiyan and her obviously knew each other.

The boss's wife first said, "Ye, Xike". When she saw Zhou Shike behind him, she added, "Boyfriend?"

Song Guiyan grabbed Zhou Shike's arm, pulled the person in, and said with a smile: "Boss' younger brother, former junior."

The boss's wife looked at Zhou Shike up and down for a while, curled up the corner of her mouth, "Or it is the old position?"

Song Guiyan nodded and took Zhou Shike to the window.

"It's the best place to see the scenery here." Song Guiyan opened the blinds and saw the dazzling lights of the North City.

Zhou Shike didn't look at the bottom of the mountain for a week and looked around the store. The decoration was very warm, and the tables were different in shape. Each table was hung with soft light lamps, either bright or bright.

Even the ground in the store is uneven, and from time to time you will encounter steps, and the two cats are lying on the cashier, rolling their tails and dozing.

It can be considered quiet and not noisy. There are not many customers in the store, but they don’t speak loudly. Some customers can just click when they drink, and the faint alcohol floats in the air, which is not intoxicating.

Zhou Shike saw enough, lowered his head and fiddled with the napkins and chopsticks, and something flashed in the distance.

Looking up, a cat jumped up and grabbed the moonlight hanging in the air.

The boss came over with a tray. Two ice cream balls of different colors were lying in the milky white porcelain bowl, with nuts sprinkled on them, and the spoon was still in the shape of a cat's claw.

She put the ice cream in front of Zhou Shike.

Zhou Shike paused and looked at Song Guiyan with a confused look on his face.

Song Guiyan put the spoon into his hand, "I don't want to order food here, so you can order whatever you want."

"Then why don't you?"

The proprietress held the tray and said with a smile: "Only children can have ice cream."

Zhou Shike: "..." Your whole family is a child.

Everyone here is like Song Guiyan, polite, elegant, gentle, and will make jokes that are just right and not disgusting, making Mr. Zhou, who has been used to being wild for more than half a year, feel uncomfortable as if he is bound.

"Do you mind telling me about you and Fu Simian?" Song Guiyan held his hands on his knees, and the eyes behind the lens were gentle.

Zhou Shike opened his mouth and was about to say that there was nothing to say, Song Guiyan added: "If fans reveal your previous relationship with Fu Simian in the future, I don't want to fight an unprepared war."

"I've talked about it, but I've divided it." Zhou Shike said concisely.

Song Guiyan looked at him quietly.

“…”

After a while, Zhou Shike picked up the main story and said that Song Guiyan was so smart that a few things were enough for him to add them himself.

It was hard for him to imagine Zhou Shike's perseverance, obedientness and obedience in front of Fu Smien.

The gentle expression on his face almost didn't hold it tight.

Song Guiyan was a child from other people's family since childhood, and no one has ever crossed him. He treats others humblely, has friends all over all walks of life, and can always do whatever he wants. He hasn't tasted jealousy for a long time.

"He came to Beicheng for you, right?"

Zhou Shike bit the spoon and thought for a while, "Maybe it is, but what does it have to do with me?"

The problem went back to that night again.

"You still..."

Zhou Shike directly interrupted Song Guiyan, "I don't like it, I really don't like it."

Song Guiyan felt relieved and gentle, "That's easy to do."

No matter how Fu Simian recovers it, what he would do to save it, as long as Zhou Shike is unmoved, everything will be very simple.

After dinner, the boss's wife gave Zhou Shike another large portion of ice cream and stood at the door to see him and Song Guiyan, but the words were obviously what Zhou Shike said.

"Come often."

Song Guiyan held Zhou Shike's scarf and mask in his hand and chuckled slowly, "She likes you very much."

Zhou Shike uncovered the lid of the ice cream and muttered: "Who doesn't like me?"

The tenderness in Song Guiyan's eyes spread, but unfortunately Zhou Shike lowered his head and didn't see it, nor did he care.

Song Guiyan drove down the mountain and said, "Your car is still in the company, are you going to drive now?"

"Yes." Zhou Shike nodded, focusing on the ice cream.

It's really delicious.

Song Guiyan disagrees with his greed, "Eating like this hurts the stomach."

"Oh." Zhou Shike was unmoved, but his speed slowed down significantly.

He remembered that when he was with Fu Simian before, Fu Simian would buy him all kinds of delicious food, but almost always to make Zhou Shike happy. Fu Simian was a person who could do his best to save face. He would be like Song Guiyan and would not allow him to eat more of these things.

The ice cream in my hand gradually lost its taste and was so fucked.

Song Guiyan occasionally glanced at the boy in the passenger seat during the driving period.

There was heating in the car, so his coat took off and put it on his legs. His sweater was loose, his collarbone was as beautiful as a work of art. His superior jaw angle showed his arrogant and untouched posture in his movements.

Thinking of Zhou Shike who was so inaccessible, he had always pleased people in every way. Song Guiyan's expression was tightened. When he looked at the dark road conditions, his eyes were as dark as the night sky.

"What should I call you more appropriately in the future?" Song Guiyan's voice rang in the car.

The car drove into the city road, and the traffic gradually became crowded. The lights outside flashed into the car, and the noise also came into my ears.

This way it feels like it's not just a single person for two people.

Zhou Shike felt that he was not that bored.

"Everything is OK." Zhou Shike replied, it was just a title anyway.

Song Guiyan's fingers buckled lightly on the steering wheel. After a few seconds, he asked, "I'm calling you A Ke, can you?"

His tone was too gentle, and he also had careful temptation, which made Zhou Shike's words of rejection blocked his throat and could not go down, but he could not say it.

Calling Zhousan or Saner is not suitable for both of them.

"I think it's too unfamiliar to call you Daming." Song Guiyan said slowly, "If you don't like it..."

"No, just yell if you want." Zhou Shike said helplessly. He spoke reluctantly, and even with anger.

Song Guiyan chuckled and stopped messing with him again.

Now that it has been several hours of get off work, there are only a few lighting lamps left in the building. A huge incandescent lamp stands on the top floor, illuminating the entire parking lot, making it look extremely spacious.

The wind blows from far to near without any obstruction.

Zhou Shike was about to walk to the parking place where he parked. After realizing it, he remembered that he had thrown his coat into Song Guiyan's car.

Just as he was about to turn his head to pick it up, he saw the figure of a young man standing next to his car.

The other party obviously saw Zhou Shike and bent his lips and smiled.

The smile was a little inexplicably and a little creepy.

After a while, a slight weight appeared on his shoulders.

It was Song Guiyan, who brought his coat over.

Zhou Shike stuffed his hand into his sleeve, and Song Guiyan leaned over and helped him pull the zipper with his own hands.

Fu Simian walked towards them stepping.

There was an unspeakable sense of suffocation in the air, and Zhou Shike frowned unwell.

Before Fu Simian could speak, Song Guiyan pulled Zhou Shike aside, as if in a protective posture.

"Since Mr. Fu has broken up with A Ke, why bother to get involved?" Song Guiyan said in a gentle and confusing tone. He was a few years older than Fu Smien, and had seen people and ghosts. He knew what words could sting people's hearts.

However, Zhou Shike and Song Guiyan stood together, and they were already killing Fu Simian's heart.

Fu Simian looked at Zhou Shike standing beside Song Guiyan, his eyes quenched with ice. He repeated: "A Ke?"

"You asked him to call you A Ke?" Fu Simian asked coldly.

Song Guiyan's appearance gave Fu Simian a blow, which was even more unsettling than the existence of Jiang Ye and Wang Xiaoxun.

Natural creatures have an instinctive reaction to natural enemies. For example, Fu Simian takes Jiang Ye seriously and Wang Xiaoxun seriously because he understands Zhou Shike, and Zhou Shike will not have substantial relationships with these people.

Zhou Shike denied A Ke's existence, so Fu Simien stopped calling him, but why could Song Guiyan call him A Ke? What qualifications does Song Guiyan have to call him like that?

Fu Simian's face had a nearly transparent pale face in the dark night, and frost covered his eyes.

He looked at Zhou Shike. He stood beside Song Guiyan, looking so obedient and obedient, not talking or looking at himself. Song Guiyan should have been standing beside A Ke.
To be continued...