MTL - The Seeing Eye Dog-Chapter 51

After Lu Chengye's legs were well, Zhang Hang resumed his original life. He wakes up early every morning and will exercise in a familiar environment. Lu Chengye has confirmed that Zhang Hang's body is better than five years ago. He belongs to a thin, fleshy body, and looks like a graceful body. China is full of power. However, during this period of time, because the meat on the wound was a little soft, and the muscle mass tended to become fat, he also followed Zhang Hang to exercise.

There is a fitness room in the basement of Lu Chengye's house. Fitness is safer than going to the gym or outside. There is absolutely no collision. Zhang Hang has to exercise in the gym for more than an hour sooner or later. When Lu Chengye finds that his physical strength is not as good as Zhang Hang, he no longer exercises with Zhang Hang. Instead, he waits for Zhang Hang to go out during the day and then secretly exercises. It is going to be a big hit someday, and compete with Zhang Hang.

And Zhang Hang's life is gradually becoming regular. If the company is okay, he usually reads at home in the morning. Of course, Zhang Hang used to "read" books by himself, but now Lu Chengye reads them to him. Most of the books Zhang Zhang reads during the day are finance, law, and other professional subjects, and at night he reads some literary books. .

In the afternoon, Zhang Hang will go to a German class in Beijing to learn German. He is fluent in English and has a comprehensive grasp of professional terms such as financial law. However, Zhang Hang believes that learning should be diversified and not just satisfied with one language. German, French, Japanese, Korean, and many other languages ​​he wants to master. The more he learns, the better. Zhang Hang is a real person who will live until he learns, and according to his current study plan, his life is probably not enough.

In the evening, Zhang Hang maintained the habit of going to the bar twice a week for bartending. Before taking care of Lu Chengye for a long time, he did not go to the bar. Zhang Hang recently changed the frequency to four times a week. He was often away from home at night.

Lu Chengye wanted to follow Zhang Hang to the bar, but was stopped by Zhang Hang.

"Don't have too many people in the bar, you go ..." He smiled petulantly, and squeezed Lu Chengye's face, "I don't care about your troubles, but I'm afraid the security guard can't help you. After all, The bar is not my own. There are many bartenders who need to rely on the work of the bar for their livelihood. If the bar is too poor and has to close, I will feel sorry for them. "

Lu Chengye: "..."

I feel deeply disgusted, but if I really go to the bar and see so many people have a bad heart for Hang Hang, Hang Hang still chats with them with a gentle smile, I ’m afraid I ca n’t help but hit the scene .

Still out of sight ... but I really want the bar to close!

Fortunately, Lu Chengye is a very calm adult, he just held back this uncomfortable mood, knowing that Zhang Hang must go to the bar, after all, the selling point of black is not drunk or dreamy, and there are no messy attractive projects. Compared with the same industry Competitiveness is a bit low. Many people go to the mysterious boss who is black. If Zhang Hang always does not go, the performance of the bar will indeed decline. Zhang Hang also has branches in the opening and maritime markets. He will also visit these branches once a month or two.

After Lu Chengye completely handed over the company to the new general manager, what he thought was to help the general manager handle the shareholders' affairs for a month, and travel around the world when there was nothing. Now that his legs are fine, of course he hopes to go shopping with Zhang Hang. By the way, find a romantic place to round out his many years of love. It is too bad to always sleep on a bed and hold hands. He is not Liu Xiahui. But he used to be so calm before. His physical contact with Zhang Hang was particularly natural. Naturally, after Zhang Hang touched Lu Chengye, it would take a long time for Lu Chengye to react, eh? Did Hang Hang make a very intimate move with me just now? Why didn't I get it closer in the first place? ? !! !!

Sure enough, Hang Hang still doesn't understand anything? After all, I haven't seen it ... Lu Chengye analyzes Zhang Hang's current attitude. He even feels that Zhang Hang's like is not love. Zhang Hang likes him, which is beyond doubt, but does Hang Hang really understand what love is? Is there really that passionate urge? Is it possible that Zhang Hang chose to stay with him just because of the close-knit relationship in the past five years? After all, except for himself, Zhang Hang probably won't live with anyone forever.

It doesn't matter if this is the case! Lu Chengye clenched his fists. If it wasn't for love, it would become love. After all, he is the only person who can walk into Zhang Hang's heart. How to write the feelings in Zhang Hang's heart is at his disposal!

However, Zhang Hang was really worried at the bar alone, let people stare.

Lu Chengye picked up the phone and wanted to contact Lu Xincheng or Bai Xiyu. Suddenly thought that Zhang Hang had seen them. If the two of them squat at the bar every day, they would be seen by Zhang Hang. Hang Hang certainly wouldn't blame him, but Lu Chengye didn't want any contradiction between Zhang Hang and himself.

So he didn't tell anyone about it, contacted a private detective he was familiar with, and asked him to stare at the bar these few nights when Zhang Hang went out. The WeChat video is on all the way, and he wants to see Zhang Hang at all times.

This requirement is actually quite abnormal, it is simply a tracking fanatic. However, private detectives are also used to this kind of people in the industry, but they agreed to Lu Chengye's request quite happily.

But the video from the first night made Lu Chengye crazy, Zhang Hang didn't go to the bar.

No ... why not? Lu Chengye went round and round in the room and waited for Zhang Hang to return at 1pm. He had a faint scent of wine, which made him smell very comfortable.

Where have you been The bar doesn't have you. Lu Chengye opened his mouth and finally didn't say this sentence, but he made the bed as before, and hugged him from the back after Zhang Hang took a bath, and kissed his neck gently to confirm that this person belonged to himself of.

"What's wrong?" The blind person's perception of emotions is more sensitive than others, and Zhang Hang suddenly noticed that Lu Chengye wasn't right, and turned to hold him back.

"It's all right." Lu Chengye shook his head.

Zhang Hang went out the night after a day, and as soon as he left, Lu Chengye drove to follow him. He wanted to find a private detective, but after much thought, he decided to confirm it with his own eyes. He could find someone to peep through the air like a idiot, but he could not let the private detective investigate him. Where exactly did Zhang Hang go, he wanted to confirm with his own eyes.

Zhang Hang went to see a woman, she could only say that she was handsome, but her voice was very nice. The woman held Zhang Hang's arm, and the two walked into the hotel in a very intimate manner. Lu Chengye looked outside the hotel.

The autumn night was a bit cold. He opened the car window. The cold wind did not calm him down. Lu Chengye went to buy a pack of cigarettes and smoked by car in the night breeze.

He closed his eyes, remembering the past with Zhang Hang. Can such a voyage lie to him?

Probably yes. Lu Chengye crushed the cigarette **** and drove away.

In the hotel room, Zhang Hang used his laptop and headphones to look up the information, while the woman was sitting on the bed boringly painting her nails in various colors, washing them off, and then applying a layer.

The cell phone rang, and the woman quickly picked up the phone. Nail polish spilled on the sheets.

"Hey ... oh, so ..." She got up, handed the phone to Zhang Hang, covered her microphone with her hand, and whispered in his ear, "Boss, find you."

Zhang Hang took the call, talked to the other party, and then put down the phone.

"Hooked?" The woman's expression looked forward.

"Um." Zhang Hang nodded.

"That's great!" The woman breathed out. "But I don't need to stare at you like this in the hotel. Do you know that my boyfriend has suspected that I've been derailed recently, you are too wicked, why not find Meng Meng, she likes you, she is more beautiful than me, and more capable than me. "

"Because of these three points, I did not choose Zhao Mengxin." Zhang Hang analyzed calmly. "First, I am blind, and the length is not important to me. If I want to like someone, I will contact first. It must be his voice. Although your appearance is not as good as her, it sounds good. Secondly, the most important thing about acting is that the fake drama is really done. I do n’t want to have anything to do with her, so I ca n’t talk to her. Act as a couple; third, because she has the ability and the means, it is easy to follow the show to achieve her purpose. In order to prevent some people from being wise and wrong, I cannot choose her. "

"Hello indifferent," Shen Mingfei took a nap, "Meng Meng loves you so much, and for you who have not responded at all, you and your family are about to break. Your eyes are a genetic disease and have a certain probability of being passed on One generation, Mengmeng's family did not agree with her to stay with you, she moved out long ago. "

"Others like me, should I like him?" Zhang Hang still asked with no emotion. "Others hate me, should I hate him too? Then, should I live for the feelings of others?"

"I didn't mean it, just ..." Shen Mingfei thought for a while and said, "Is there someone who likes you so much, haven't you been moved at all?"

"No." Zhang Hang said simply, "I have learned not to care about other people's feelings for many years, too much and too tired."

He used to care about his mother and father, and he was sad because of his grandmother's attitude, but now it doesn't matter. He has learned to shield all the feelings imposed on him by others, whether it is malicious or well-intentioned, it does not matter to him.

He couldn't see their eyes anyway; he couldn't see their actions; he couldn't see their thoughts.

What he can "see" is always that crisp "Wang".

It was the only one that could go into his heart among the countless feelings in the past. It was not sympathy, not exploitation and malice, but the simplest promise.

Lifetime is a promise to accompany you throughout your life.

All he can accept is this one. 2k novel reading network