Chapter 8 Blowing

the Wind Shen Boyan and Cheng Wenjun seemed to have some signs of a cold war.

It's called the Cold War, but it doesn't really count. Cheng Wenjun still communicated with Shen Boyan as usual, but his tone sounded strange to Shen Boyan's ears.

Shen Boyan didn't know how to describe that weird feeling, so he didn't want to talk to Cheng Wenjun even more.

According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible for Cheng Wenjun to change the core. But subconsciously, Shen Boyan couldn't help but tend to his own inexplicable guesses.

After Qu Yuhuai left, Shen Boyan asked Zhao Yixun to change all the password locks in the laboratory. Zhao Yixun, who was assigned a new job, acted very relaxed. When Shen Boyan bumped into him in the corridor, he saw him wearing headphones and humming.

Shen Boyan is busy with work. He has just returned to China a few months ago, and the research team has just been put together. There is a lot to do. Coupled with the miscellaneous trivial matters in the college, he only stayed in the office and went to meetings every day, which was a complete circle.

He and Cheng Wenjun would only exchange a few words when they had dinner together occasionally in the evening. Cheng Wenjun's attitude was still as good as ever, but Shen Boyan always felt uncomfortable every time he chatted with him.

One night they sat at opposite ends of the table again.

"Xiaoyan." As he was eating, Cheng Wenjun suddenly called Shen Boyan, "This weekend, Linsheng Group's father Han's father will celebrate his 80th birthday. Will you attend with me?"

Shen Boyan actually wanted to go to school on the weekend. . But Cheng Wenjun may not be able to evade the matter easily, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

"Put on the clothes I bought for you earlier." Cheng Wenjun's tone was gentle, but sounded a bit tough, "After all, there are many people at the banquet. Looking at it with both eyes.

"...Yeah." Shen Boyan paused while picking up the food and responded.

Cheng Wenjun didn't seem very satisfied with Shen Boyan's mild reaction, and his smile became a little shallower.

Shen Boyan ignored him, put away the dishes and returned to the room.

On the day of departure, Shen Boyan took out the suit that had been left for a long time from the cloakroom and got into Cheng Wenjun's car.

Cheng Wenjun changed to a car that looked more low-key. In the darkness of the night, Shen Boyan couldn't see the sign clearly.

But in short, it is more low-key and luxurious than that Porsche. It seems that Cheng Wenjun still cares about this birthday party.

"When you get to the banquet hall, remember to follow me closely." Cheng Wenjun warned, "Xiaoyan, there are a lot of people here this time. Be careful and don't tell others everything."

"I know." Shen Boyan didn't know how to answer. , and nodded.

When they arrived, there were already many people in the banquet hall. Shen Boyan's breath was mixed with the smell of various perfumes and food. He didn't like this environment very much, and he hadn't been here much before.

So he hid behind Cheng Wenjun, took the champagne from the waiter, and became a silent mute.

Cheng Wenjun's expression seemed very natural, and he skillfully greeted the people who came. Shen Boyan didn't hear what he said clearly. He only saw those people coming and going, and each one left without saying a few words.

While chatting, suddenly, Fang Shengyun appeared in Shen Boyan's field of vision.

Fang Shengyun held the wine glass and walked straight towards the two of them as Shen Boyan expected.

"Hi," he waved casually to Cheng Wenjun, then turned his eyes to Shen Boyan, "Oh, you're a rare visitor."

Fang Shengyun still felt familiar.

Shen Boyan said: "There is no need to come here normally."

"Then I know you, Professor Shen." Fang Shengyun smiled, "I thought you were studying black holes in country A."

"Not to the extent of studying that... "Shen Boyan complained.

"You don't understand." Fang Shengyun shrugged and suddenly changed the topic, "Where's your sister, why didn't you come this time?"

"She was on a business trip." Shen Boyan explained.

Fang Shengyun narrowed his eyes and looked a little disappointed: "Well, I didn't treat you to a meal after you returned home. I said, Cheng Wenjun, why don't you take the initiative and bring Shen Boyan with you, so we can have a chat together? "

Shen Boyan looked at Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun raised his eyebrows: "I haven't found any opportunities. I'll come when I have time."

"You haven't been free since Shen Boyan returned to China." Fang Shengyun mocked him, "I know you're busy, so let's do it!"

Cheng Wenjun smiled and did not answer.

Fang Shengyun chatted for a few more words and then left.

Cheng Wenjun was still socializing. Shen Boyan felt bored after staying for a long time, so he found an opportunity and said to Cheng Wenjun: "I'm going to go out for some fresh air."

Under the steaming heat, the side of Cheng Wenjun's face began to turn red, and the whole person looked drifting, as if Soon they will fly away together with this lavish banquet.

"Go." He said to Shen Boyan casually.

Shen Boyan put down his wine glass and left.

He left the hall and turned into the stairwell where the windows were open to let in the breeze. The cold wind blew in, saving his brain from being dizzy from the messy smell.

From the window, you can see a large area of ​​downtown lights. Shen Boyan raised his wrist, but belatedly realized that what he was wearing today was not his usual Apple watch, but the very expensive Vacheron Constantin watch.

The dial is gorgeous and exquisite. He struggled to identify it through the dim light of the corridor, and then confirmed that it was only half past eight.

It's still a long time, and judging from Cheng Wenjun's behavior, it may not be over for a while.

Shen Boyan became annoyed. He didn't want to go back to the banquet hall, so he took out his mobile phone and scrolled through his circle of friends.

He doesn't have many friends, most of them are former classmates and teachers. Their relaxed and joyful lives passed by Shen Boyan's eyes frame by frame. Some were traveling, some had children, some were watching movies with their partners, some were negotiating on some projects... They were all diverse, and it made Shen stop to watch them. Yan was dazzled.

In fact, his memory when it comes to interpersonal relationships is not very good. He only remembers the names of many people here, and has long forgotten everything about them.

People he is familiar with rarely seem to post on Moments.

Shen Poxuan is extremely busy; Fang Shengyun occasionally posts photos of himself eating; and Fang Youhan opened a self-media account where he shares his daily life. Where is Cheng Wenjun?

Shen Boyan clearly remembers that Cheng Wenjun often posted on WeChat Moments in recent years.

Across the Pacific Ocean, he peered into Cheng Wenjun's life on the other side of the ocean through electrical signals.

Cheng Wenjun’s life is colorful. He has a lot of friends and a lot of things to do, so fulfilling that it makes no difference if he has one more person or one less person.

But recently, I don't know if it's Shen Boyan's misunderstanding, but he doesn't seem to be posting much.

Another piece of evidence that Cheng Wenjun has "changed as a person". Thinking of this, Shen Boyan suddenly felt bored.

He didn't want to check the Moments anymore, so he turned around and wanted to stay somewhere else.

But he was not aware of the situation around him for a while. The moment he turned around, he bumped into someone in the narrow corridor.

Before Shen Boyan could react, he let go of his phone, drew a short arc, and fell to the ground. Um? ?

Shen Boyan hurriedly wanted to fish it out. But the man reacted quickly and grabbed the phone neatly before Shen Boyan reached out.

"I'm sorry." The man said apologetically, "Here, the phone."

Shen Boyan was a little embarrassed and hurriedly took it and said "thank you."

"Fortunately, the phone is fine." The man laughed.

Shen Boyan raised his head and saw a somewhat unfamiliar face.

It doesn't seem that strange.

The man had rosy eyes, sharp brows, and clean facial lines. But the eyes looking down at him didn't seem as aggressive as they looked. Instead, they had a different kind of temperament that matched his facial features.

I always feel like I’ve seen it somewhere.

Shen Boyan thought hard for a while, and even thought the voice was familiar, but he really couldn't remember anything.

But the man didn't say anything about this unexpected encounter. He just looked at Shen Boyan and said, "I won't disturb you. I'll leave first."

Shen Boyan narrowed his eyes, and before he could say anything, the man gave him a hand. Suddenly he turned around and walked upstairs.

Soon, the figure disappeared from the stairs. who is he?

Until the end of the banquet, Shen Boyan was still thinking about this issue.

When he saw Cheng Wenjun, Shen Boyan was still a little absent-minded. It was not until he waited for several minutes that he belatedly realized that the car had not started yet, and he saw Cheng Wenjun half lying on the driver's seat, looking at the dim parking lot in front of him with an unpredictable expression.

Shen Boyan didn't know what happened to Cheng Wenjun. But as a marriage partner, he hesitated and asked, "Are you okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sigh.

"Nothing." Cheng Wenjun said.

"Just a little tired."