Chapter 45 Impulse

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The next day, the two slept happily until about ten o'clock. When they got up, Chen Jiayu received a message from Zhou Qichen asking him to have dinner. He thought about the last time he flew Flight 371 and met Chen Jiayu in the approach channel. After they got off, the two of them failed to make a dinner appointment. On Fang Hao's birthday, the two of them didn't have time to chat, so they took care of it this time.

Chen Jiayu did not refuse this time, and even added: "Lunch? I'll bring Fang Hao with me."

Zhou Qichen actually made an appointment casually. He often took five days off and two days off, and it was rare that he could rest for a whole day without suffering from jet lag. Chen Jiayu knew that he was busier than himself, so seeing that he was finally free, he decided to meet at noon that day.

Fang Hao was still scrolling on his mobile phone in bed, and Chen Jiayu came over with a toothbrush in his mouth and said to him: "If you want to eat something for lunch, your brother Chen will make an appointment."

"I'm asking you, maybe not me." Fang Hao didn't look up and replied, "I didn't even bring any clothes with me."

"Let's go together, I'll find some clothes for you." After Chen Jiayu said that, he didn't give him time to refuse, so he went to the closet to find his own clothes for him - the gray velvet sweatpants he wore yesterday were too embarrassing to wear out.

Fang Hao finally remembered, clicked on Zhou Qichen's profile picture on WeChat, and looked through his circle of friends. He still doesn't like to post photos of himself, but recently he posted a photo of red wine and main dishes from a Western restaurant, in duplicate, with candles lit next to them, and the atmosphere seemed just right. His picture was sandwiched among eight other pictures that he had taken blindly, but Fang Hao, with his sharp eyes, saw it at a glance and showed it to Chen Jiayu: "Look, Brother Chen, is there something going on?"

Chen Jiayu also agreed: "He never eats Western food."

The two looked at each other and smiled. "I bet you ten dollars that it's Lang Feng." Fang Hao said.

"So sure?" Chen Jiayu didn't know what information he had in hand, but he would rather believe it was Lang Feng. To this day, he still felt a little awkward when he thought of Lang Feng. If Fang Hao didn't tell him why he rejected Lang Feng, Chen Jiayu would feel in crisis every day. Therefore, he hoped that Zhou Qichen would quickly take over this popular young man, Mr. Lang Feng, or that Lang Feng would take over Zhou Qichen, so that he wouldn't be alone in front of him.

With this in mind, the two of them went to the appointment. Fang Hao finally wore a pair of casual khaki pants from Chen Jiayu, and a white T-shirt from yesterday, with a warm knitted sweater from Chen Jiayu in dark blue. While looking in the mirror, Fang Hao felt that Chen Jiayu would look good in this dress, but it wouldn't be a bad idea to wear it himself.

After sitting down in the box, Zhou Qichen's first question was as expected: "We came here together." His eyes were smiling and a little teasing.

Fang Hao called him Brother Chen, and then said generously: "Well, it's not easy to go to the city."

"What are you two..." Zhou Qichen started.

Chen Jiayu put his arm behind Fang Hao's chair openly this time, nodded and said, "Well, as you can see."

Zhou Qichen thought to himself that Fang Hao had told him "it's a long story" before, but now... "Together?"

"That's not the case yet." Chen Jiayu said. Fang Hao had nothing to add and smiled at him.

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