Deep Longing

Chapter 1 "Xie Qichen he's back home." The night was low, and a white moon hung in the sky, drenched in ink. The villa was bustling with people. As the moon fell, Tammo quietly stepped up the last flight of steps to the door of his room on the second floor. Look in at the light of the gallery. In the room, a man stood leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window. The other man was slender, his sharp side profile lit by the light, his nose high and straight, his brow bones superior in line, and a cigarette clutched in his fingertips in a white haze. Tammo walked in. The other turned his eyes to glance at her and pressed out his cigarette, the neon outside the window like a sea of gentle fire, reflecting into his chaotic dark black eyes. Walking in front of her, the two of them stood extremely close to each other, she raised her eyes to him, and before she could speak, the man's hand suddenly straddled her waist. She was pressed against the landing. Surrounded by the ambiguous smell of alcohol mixed with tobacco. Her long eyelashes trembled, and the next moment, a hot touch fell and sealed her lips. The tip of the tongue probed. Hooked up to the intermingling of breaths. He looked like he was drunk and was venting about something. Tanmu's heartbeat was like a drum, glutinous sound overflowed from her lips, "Thank you Kishen ......" The man's eyes reddened at the ends and his breath rose and fell intensely as he stared straight at her, "Mmm." The sounds of friends drinking and talking outside came from time to time, as if they would intrude at any moment, tickling the heart into a whirlwind. In no man's land, Tammie's chin was hooked and the man kissed again. - Rolling over, Tammie came back to reality from her dream world. Opening his eyes, the man accompanied by raging emotions had long since dissipated, leaving only his cheeks still burning. Tammo looked around the empty room and wrinkled his nose in shame. Why are you dreaming about him again ...... Tammie buried her face in the covers, her mind couldn't help but go back to the same night as the dream. She snuffed out the memories and sat up. When she had calmed down, looking at the wall clock, it was past eleven noon. Tammie got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The nightgown on the girl's body was slightly wrinkled, her black hair was scattered, covering her snow-white shoulders and neck, her small face was glistening and translucent, and her eyes were like clear spring water. Obviously a senior in college, he has a boyish look about him. Spiritual and bright. Stepping into the bathroom barefoot, she set her cell phone down on the edge of the sink, tied up her hair, and began to wash. Her cell phone vibrated in the middle of the day, and she bit down on her toothbrush and looked down to check it: [I'm free at 2:00 p.m., at the Thousand Hills Water Club, and I'll only give you twenty minutes.] Information comes from the employees of TOC Drone Technologies. The tone was extraordinarily noble. When Tammo saw this message, the fire in his heart flared up again. Next semester, the University of F will usher in the grand 60th anniversary of the school celebration, in which the school celebration party is an extremely important part, as the Computer Science Department, with excellent grades, deep teacher's favorite Tanmu, even after becoming a senior sister, but also hard to escape the fate of being pulled into the party planning team. At last week's meeting, the school decided that a drone show would be arranged for the evening, and the task given to Tammo was to talk to this TOC about cooperation. TOC, as a foreign drone brand, is a leader in the field and has high visibility. Tanya wanted to ask them to talk. However, the other party didn't care about this small order of hers, and let her off the hook twice without the slightest hint of an apology. And on the school's side, she was ordered to negotiate a partnership without fail. Today the other party took the unprecedented initiative to ask her out, as if to say, "I gave you a chance to see me, so why don't you come to me on your a*s? Oh, big companies are amazing. Figure out who Daddy is, OK! Tammu huffed and puffed and picked up her cell phone, instantly changing to another face: [Okay, okay, I'll see you this afternoon then! For the sake of the school festival, she endured one more hand. If she's not going to do it again today, she's not going to be able to serve the gods! Tammie put down her cell phone, suppressed her annoyance at interrupting a beautiful weekend, and grabbed a quick wash. - Although he was not happy about it, after all, he was going to talk about something big, Tammo didn't dawdle, and quickly packed up and walked downstairs to the apartment. She hasn't been living in a dorm lately because, as a food blogger who loves to cook and has to use the kitchen a lot, she moved out there. In the late afternoon, the daylight grew. Late October in Lycée is in the middle of fall, and it's not too hot. Tanmu is holding a parasol, a long dress in white with light green, the neckline reveals the slim shoulders and neck, a small curry brown mole dotted on the snow-white collarbone, such as a small jasmine in full bloom. When she got into the cab, she pulled out the toast she'd brought to pad her stomach. As she was eating, she casually clicked on her cell phone and saw someone in a group say, [Is there anyone out for afternoon tea? I've just heard about a big event! It's absolutely shocking! The girls in this group are all the Lycheng upper class circle of the golden girls, usually together-to buy buy buy, shopping fashion week, when it is girlfriend Ji Shu-casually pulls her in, just she never bubbles in the group. When these words came out, people in the group smelled the flavor of gossip and ventured: [Say it now, what's the big deal? Don't be appetizing! The man was pursued by all parties and finally revealed the mystery: [You know Xie Qichen, the son of the Xie family, don't you?] [I heard he's back in the country.] The message was too caught off guard, the name that hadn't been seen for a long time suddenly surfaced in front of her eyes, Tanmu looked at the group message, the hand holding the cell phone trembled, and her watery eyes fluctuated violently for an instant. In the group, a lot of diving to hear this information have jumped out, who can not know the name of Xie Qichen, have marveled surprised: Xie Qichen? He's back in the country?! [Oh my god, he's back, I have a feeling that the Avantron Group is going to change recently, Xie Qichen may be coming back to take over Avantron.] [With his strength, the entire business community of Lycheng is probably not enough for him to play with, this man's city is too deep.] Not to mention business, with Xie Qichen's good looks, aren't women just as easy to play with? [......] Tammo didn't look down at the girls chatting any further, locking his phone screen and tossing it aside, dropping his eyes, his gaze out of focus. I just dreamed about him this morning and I can't believe he's back in the country ...... Don't be so coincidental. That charming dream resurfaced in his mind, and Tammo took a bite of toast, hung his head and chewed, calming his unsteady heartbeat. It's nothing to do with her. Get over it. Tammo hurriedly took out the planner and re-lived the content related to the afternoon's cooperation, quickly leaving the rest behind. Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the Thousand Hills Water Clubhouse. Tammie got out of the car and walked through the front door. The attendant stepped forward respectfully and led her inside, through the vermilion arched cloisters, to another part of the world. Rockery courtyard, pavilions and lakes, open Chinese courtyard design as a private mansion, elegant and secluded, as one of the most upscale clubs in Lycheng, the upper class people often come here to talk about things, quiet and private. Tammie chose a place to sit under a tree with a tea table and wooden chairs and ordered a tea and cheesecake. The sunlight is soft and the breeze is gentle, so it's like sitting here to cool off and have fun. Tammo waited for a few moments, but was slow to come. Looking at the clock, it was ten minutes overdue. Did the TOC's try to stand her up again? Tammo was so angry that he wanted to pull out his opponent's head hair. She was about to call and ask when a suspicious male voice dropped in, "You're that student from F University?" Tammu looked up and saw a man carrying a briefcase, she suppressed her emotions and got up with a smile and nodded, "Yes, I'm Tammu, you're Director Cui of TOC?" "Right." Tammie asked him to sit down, and the man sized her up, teasing, "That's the kind of boyish college student your school sends to talk things over." Tammie froze and curled her smile, "I apologize, I hope talking to me won't be too condescending for you yet." The man's eyebrows floated for an instant, sipped his tea and casually complained, "Recently I just came back from New York, there are more things to do, and just now on the way here the car was almost cut off with someone, and was pestered for half a day, and I found that the quality of Chinese people is still not as good as that of foreigners." He glanced at his watch, "Since I had an impromptu meeting at the office, I turned in on the way and can only give you five minutes." ...... He meow, five minutes is not enough to play a game of landlord. Tammo still kept his smile, "Please go through our plan first, I know that TOC has provided drone performances for some major occasions before, I've seen the video and it's particularly stunning." "Our TOC's quality and technology are guaranteed, those second-rate drones from China are no match for us." The man's tone was contemptuous, Tammo kept his smile and resisted the urge to dislike him, "Then you see how much the budget will be when we design this program?" "Eight hundred S5 Generation, three minutes long ......" After Director Cui flipped down their preliminary pattern design, his words stopped at his mouth while he spun around, "Let's make it a million and one." Tammo was shocked, "But I've inquired about the price on the official website before, didn't it say that the price point is usually between 800,000 and 900,000 dollars?" "Little girl, you think you're playing with paper airplanes? You guys have such complicated patterns, this is already the lowest price." "But as far as I understand, the other college you planned before didn't charge so much when it was thirty seconds longer than ours, may I ask what is the basis for your asking price of one million and one hundred thousand dollars?" His face changed slightly and he snorted, "What do you know? Transportation costs, accidental wear and tear and so on need to be taken into account, if you think it's too expensive you can go and order a domestic one, a penny for a penny, anyway, domestic drones are just that crap quality." Director Cui originally thought that the little girl was good at fooling around and wanted to sit on the ground a little bit, but he didn't expect her to be more human than he thought. Tangmu smiled suddenly at his words, "It seems that Director Cui has indeed spent a lot of time abroad and has some misconceptions about the Chinese drone field, I'm particularly curious to ask the Director a question." "What?" "May I ask if your parents are Chinese?" Manager Cui's eyebrows frowned slightly in confusion, "...... Yeah, what's wrong?" Tammo guffawed, "So what kind of quality domestic are you?" "Eh, how do you talk?!" "Why, since you look down on China so much, how come you didn't see you dislike TOC when it was listed in China and made money from Chinese people? Do you wear a foreign hat to seem more honorable than the Chinese?" The man didn't expect the pastlooking soft and cute Tammo to dare to dislike people, "How do you talk? Really what kind of university teaches what kind of students!" Tanmu innocently blinked her watery eyes, "Indeed, before I came here, I purposely learned that your high school entrance examination score that year should not have been enough for our school, our school can't teach someone as outstanding as you." "......" Director Cui's face turned into a pig's liver color in anger: "With an attitude like yours, don't even think about working with us!" "There's only one TOC in the world?We don't have any other choice? I believe there are many good drone companies in China as well, and with the future domestic technology, we will definitely not lose to you." The man gritted his teeth and stood up, "Fine, just wait until you regret it!" Tammo sipped his tea and lazily piggybacked on a sentence, "Take care, don't see me off." The other man was so angry that he turned away. With her ears finally clear, Tammie leaned back in her chair and stretched her brow, feeling instantly refreshed. It's been too long to put up with it, and it's just too hard not to dislike it. The point is that she can't hear people open their mouths to dislike their own country, even if they don't look favorably on the domestic ones, it's not so detrimental, it's too unseemly. Tammo sipped his tea and slowed down, his cell phone rang just in time, picking it up to see that it was his best friend Ji Shu. She turned on the speakerphone and set it aside on the table, Jishu sounded anxious, "What are you doing, why don't you answer my messages?!" "Nothing for nothing, just blew off a collaboration for the school talk." "Huh?!" Tammo told her what happened, Jishu was speechless, "No shame, you made someone's face green, didn't you?" Tammie sighed, "More than green, it should be red and black." Jishu laughed, Tammo stopped talking, "Okay, what message did you just send me?" Jishu remembered the business, "There's something big to tell you! Something big!" "...... You tell me instead." "I just got the news, you know you know, Xie Qichen he he he-" Tammo: "He's back home, I know." Kishu:? "How did this get around so fast?!" Jishu saw that she was calm, "But why didn't you react at all? When you ......" Kishu wanted to say something, and Tammo narrowed his eyes, mumbling as he ate his cake: "What reaction do I need." It's not like she had anything to do with his return. "...Alas, anyway, those Lycheng celebrity girls are thrilled, and I guess each of them wants to climb into a relationship with him. But I heard that Xie Qichen seems to be single now? There's no scandal for so many years, his private life is so clean." Jishu can't figure it out, "What do you think is wrong with this man, handsome and gold, wanting a woman is not lacking at all, so not close to women's colors?" Tammo stirred his teacup and softly murmured, "What's there to think about, not just two reasons." "Hmm?" "Not close to women, maybe close to 'men'." "Pfft, you mean he likes guys?!" "Yes, or he may have a problem in some way," Tanmu biting the cake, his face showed regret, "I can understand, after all, everyone has an inferiority complex and do not want to let people touch the place Well, he is probably hiding, do not dare to fall in love." Jishu was drinking water and laughed so hard that he sprayed it out, "How dare you say that, not afraid of people hitting you?" "Why, what's wrong with saying something about him, he can't hear it anyway ......" She was in the middle of a joke when a deep, cold, mature male voice came from behind her: "Tammo." The sound pounded heavily in the eardrums. Her name was called by this familiar and unfamiliar voice, and she whipped her head around in shock, only to realize that behind her, at some point, someone had appeared - The sunlight falls through the golden maple forest, dropping dappled light and shadows. Autumn winds rolled up the leaves and fell, and the man stood in front of the ancient moon-cave door in front of him. He is tall and straight, a black suit, white shirt buttoned meticulously, two legs wrapped under the suit pants straight and slender, single in the pocket, the cuffs reveal half of the silver dial, high nose with a pair of thin rimmed glasses, temperament of the gentleman ascetic. Further up. The mature, reserved face completely set off the memories in his brain. Beams of light like mist hit the dust floating in the air. Xie Qichen half leaned against the door, his gaze quietly falling on her. For a moment, the air froze. Tammie was called by name by the high-mouthed party and was scared straight out of her wits, freezing and swallowing her cake: "...... Hmm?" Xie Qichen's eyebrows darkened as he opened his mouth. "I can hear you." The man lazily lifted up his eyelids, his peach blossom eyes' vision passing through the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses, and slightly related his voice, adding the second half of his sentence in a very light tone: "You're louder." "I can hear it from outer space." Tammo: "......"