why did he sleep in a foggy way for a day, and at night, the fever subsided, and the person suddenly became particularly hungry, he called out to xiao song twice, but there was no response, he had to force his body to get out of bed, but he did not expect that his legs were weak and he almost fell.
it wasn't until he was almost at the door that komatsu ran in with his saliva in: "brother, i just fell asleep, what do you want?" are you hungry?
he sighed and said softly, "hungry, i still want to go to the toilet." "i'll
help you." komatsu helped ho to the toilet, "i'll go to the kitchen and give you hot food." after
going to the toilet, looking at the pale and haggard man in the mirror, a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart. he has always been a person with good self-control, for time, fame and fortune, for emotions, for gains and losses, he can put himself in a position of ease, but he can meet song juhan alone, he spends ten times his self-control, but he can barely make himself less guilty.
song juhan was simply his debt, and he couldn't pay it off when he hollowed himself out.
why washed his face, and slowly moved back to the bed, waiting for komatsu to bring him food, just climbed on the bed, he heard the opening of the door outside, komatsu called out "brother han".
the nerves immediately tensed up like tight strings. he didn't want to admit it, but last night's song juhan made him afraid.
knowing for so many years, the two people have not quarreled, but none of them have moved their hands, song ju is cold and angry and smashes things, he knows that song juhan is enduring, because he has seen song juhan and others move, the hands are too heavy, but last night's drunken smoked man, that and the face is the opposite of the madness - wild, let him know for the first time how terrible song juhan can be. <
he lay down and covered the quilt, trying to pretend to sleep, but song juhan had already come in, holding hot porridge in his hand and putting it on the edge of the bed.
song juhan sat in a chair, looked at the closed eyes of why, and the tired dark circles at the eyelids, gently bit his lip, and touched he's hair: "open your eyes, i know you are not sleeping."
he slowly opened his eyes, he looked at song juhan, and there was no trace of emotion in his dark eyes.
"i let komatsu go home, he heated the porridge, you get up and eat a little."
why didn't he speak, he wanted to see if song juhan could really be so calm and self-assured.
under such a blunt gaze, song juhan only felt his scalp tingle, and he picked his hair irritably: "last night i drank too much... but, but you lied to me first. why
did he feel a surge of anger in his heart, he sat up, took a bite of the porridge, and then said, "i lied to you, what are you going to do, kill me?"
song juhan's eyes straightened: "you... are you for feng zheng? "it has
nothing to do with feng zheng." in fact, even if song juhan didn't say it, he also planned to completely alienate feng zheng, he was not blind, and feng zheng's obvious provocation last night had already exceeded the boundaries of his friends. but his decision was his decision, if he compromised with song juhan, he would back down the last bit of his bottom line, and for six years, he had retreated again and again, and finally forced himself to a narrow corner, so narrow that there was only one person left in the whole world. if he still had the slightest idea of self-help, he couldn't let song juhan dominate his entire world, otherwise his world would collapse on the day of separation. <
just for this point, he could not retreat.
song juhan clenched his fists: "why, sometimes i really want to rip your head open and see what's stuffed inside!" why
did he look blankly ahead and eat porridge mechanically. song juhan was around, but he didn't feel anything, the anger just reached his throat and receded, he couldn't even lift the strength of anger, except tired, still tired.
song juhan saw why he didn't speak, his chest rose and fell violently a few times, and finally, he suppressed the unhappiness, slowly stretched out his hand, and smoothed his hair: "don't see feng zheng again, okay." the tone was already full of discussion.
"okay." why say plainly.
song juhan probably didn't expect why he would agree so crisply, and after he was stunned, he was suddenly a little happy: "you, you have already obeyed the good, why do you have to provoke me, you know that i have a bad temper..." the more song juhan said, the quieter his voice became.
why put down the bowl and said wearily, "i'm tired." "when you're done, lie down."
"wait a minute." song juhan suddenly took out a document bag, "this one sent to you was originally intended to be sent to you on your birthday, but there was a problem with the formalities and it was delayed." "
leave it there." i didn't look at it for any reason.
song juhan frowned, "don't you even ask what it is?" why
did he get into the bed and close his eyes.
song juhan took a deep breath: "the fund i bought for you is enough for you to earn for a lifetime." tthere was
no response.
song ju was so angry that he threw the file bag on the bedside table: why, your is really harder to please than my father. he
heard the words and opened his eyes: "if you want to apologize, just say 'i'm sorry'."
song juhan shook his head, pursed his lips, and whispered, "... i'm sorry.
"i want to sleep."
song juhan was a little flustered in his heart, why had he never been so indifferent to him, he pushed and shoved: "if you are angry, you will hit me, i promise not to fight back."
why looked at him quietly: "does it make sense?"
"you think anyone can hit me." i'll let you punch you in the face, but you can only punch in the face.
"i mean you do this, does it make sense?" is it because of guilt? song juhan will also feel guilty, but it is really rare.
"what is meaningless!" song juhan gritted his teeth, "i apologize, i don't care about feng zheng's matter with you, what else do you want?"
he slowly changed his breath and said in a dumb voice, "i want to sleep." song juhan
simply took off his coat viciously: "well, you want to sleep, i will accompany you."
before it was too late to stop it, song juhan had already kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt and went inside.
he wanted to hide like an electric shock, but was thrown into his arms by song juhan from behind: "... song juhan! ssong juhan
pressed his forehead against he's back and said softly, "your body is so hot."
why there was a kind of trembling that had been licked by the mouth of the beast, his face was extremely ugly, but he could not break free of song juhan's arms.
"don't move." song juhan closed his eyes and sniffed deeply the heat emanating from his skin, "why, i was not normal last night, are you going crazy when i was drunk?" i don't want to hurt you, don't be afraid of me. why
the body is stiff, and the brain is congested and dizzy.
"i can give you whatever you want, as long as you open your mouth, i will be good to you." song juhan kissed he's neck, "can you please... forgot last night?
saying these soft words simply exhausted song juhan's strength to eat ---- milk, and he felt that his face was also burning.
why is it a bit of a dazed. this was the first time that song juhan had bowed his head to him, and such a song juhan was really unusually strange, as strange as the crazy man last night.
if he had changed to before, he would have been touched, but now he was only deeply helpless. he could only close his eyes, hating that he could not close his ears, hoping to erase the oppression that song juhan was around him from his five senses.
he had never had a moment like this, hoping that song juhan would disappear from his side.
sometimes he felt that he might be expecting a breakup, because he couldn't lift the courage to fight his six-year insistence, so he wanted song juhan to give him a crisp and neat relief.
but song juhan just tightened his arms. <
why the bottom of the body is good, the fever quickly recedes, but the spirit has been sluggish.
the boss thought that he was tired for some reason, and his conscience found out that he had temporarily transferred two people to him, so he really couldn't ask for it.
on the third day after that drinking room, he received a call from feng zheng.
feng zheng heard the coldness in why's voice and said apologetically, "why, i'm sorry, i was a little impulsive that day." why
said dullly: "not only are you impulsive, you have crossed the line."
"i was looking at song juhan who was so angry with you, he treated you like something, did he respect you?" the more feng zheng spoke, the more excited he became.
"feng zheng." why did my heart gush with sadness, "i don't want to be a weight for you and song juhan to compete, it seems that time has passed, and we can't go back, because too many things have changed."
"why, i'm really sorry, but i'm really good for you, and you're going to ruin yourself if you go on like this."
"feng zheng, you used to be my best friend, let me keep a little thought." why did his nose sour, before his voice changed tone, hung up the phone, and neatly pulled feng zheng's phone into the blacklist.
that's it, that feng zheng with a bright smile and a little bit of the young master's little temper has long ceased to exist, and he would rather that person live in the memory of his youth. <
in fact, feng zheng did nothing wrong, he went too far and too deep, and he couldn't turn back.
since that day, song juhan would appear at his house every three to five minutes, saying that he was busy preparing for the concert, but he might suddenly touch the bed at two o'clock in the middle of the night and sleep with him in his arms.
why is it that he is also too busy to stick to the construction site, and when he goes home, he takes a bath and sleeps, and there is no time to think about song juhan, or rather, he avoids thinking. so song juhan appeared at his house six times in two weeks, but the two did not say a few words.
one day, why did i rarely go home early, cooked a bowl of noodles for myself, and was eating it, and song juhan also came.
during this time, they were meeting each other for the first time when it was not yet dark, and they were a little overwhelmed by each other.
song juhan sat down at the table and said, "i haven't eaten either." why
put down the chopsticks and got up to go to the kitchen to cook noodles.
song juhan stared at he gu's back, pursed his lips, stood up, hugged he gu's waist from behind, and rubbed his shoulder socket: "i like to eat what you make."
why didn't he speak, intently cutting the green pepper.
"my concert is scheduled for new year's day, and i have prepared the best place for you."
why paused: "i have a new real estate ribbon cut on new year's day." song juhan
frowned: "the new real estate ribbon cutting your boss can go, what can you do if you don't go." ""that's
my project."
"the ribbon cutting is also during the day, and my concert is at night."
"the real estate is in tang city, and i can't come back." why sadly think that once song juhan's concert, he will not miss a single one, and now...
song juhan was annoyed and let go of his hand: "why, you mean it."
he turned his head and said word for word, "i really can't come back." "why
?" song juhan roared angrily, "have you had enough trouble during this time?" i apologized to you, i am still willing to compensate you, and then i said that you lied to me first, if it weren't for the fact that you had been with me for so many years, i would have changed to someone else... early...... what else do you want? what
do you think? why is he so confused about this question, what does he think?
maybe, he wants to go back to the past, but how long ago? was it the past when he and song juhan were "mutually beneficial" and had nothing to do with each other, or was he once in love with his blood and deep affection, or was he only allowing the perfect shining teenager to live in his beautiful memories before he was with song juhan? going back to the past, whether to know song juhan or not, this is really a century of problems.
"say, what the hell do you want?!" if you dare to say it, i dare to promise you! song juhan pointed out why, his eyes were a little congested with anger.
for a moment, why would you like to say, do you dare to talk to me seriously about a relationship, but he can't say it. wwhen he thought so six years ago, song juhan gave him ridicule in return, using the funniest and cruelest way to smash that wishful liking, and now he is more mature and transparent than then, how can he humiliate himself again.
he knew that song juhan was because of some guilt, plus there were so many people coming and going around, and he had never been as troublesome as he was, so he had some nostalgia for him, after all, people would be loyal to habits, and if he took it seriously, the more he lived and went back.
he paused and said expressionlessly, "that ribbon cutting is very important." song juhan
kicked the trash can and turned and strode out the door.
why closed his eyes, feeling a little weak, not physical.
song juhan disappeared for several days, why on the one hand, he felt less stressed, but on the other hand, he couldn't sleep every night, he forced himself to adapt to life without song juhan, but found that every day he would think about it countless times.
this can not all blame him, song juhan concert publicity is everywhere, as if the whole world is shouting in his ear: song juhan, song juhan, song juhan!
for the first time in his life, he had a sense of loneliness that wanted someone to accompany him, so he called gu qingpei.
gu qingpei happily agreed to his invitation.
the two of them were about in a quiet little bar, and when they met, they found that they were not in a good state, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"why, what's wrong with you, too busy?"
he nodded, "there are two projects to be delivered this month." what about mr. gu? ii look tired too. gu qingpei was always full of spirit in his impression, and it was rare to show a tired face like this.
"hey, it's all a company thing, i can't say it clearly." gu qingpei shook his wine glass and smiled lightly, "i also made it myself, i don't do a good leisure work, i have to come to practice, sometimes i think i feel sick."
"i believe gu's decisions were well thought out."
gu qingpei smiled, "that's true, but the pressure has been a bit big lately... it's a coincidence that you asked me out, i'm going to hangshi on a business trip tomorrow.
"oh, it wouldn't be an early flight, would it?"
"no, drink it."
"by the way, last time my friend invited me to drink on this street, along with the son of your chairman."
gu qingpei's hand paused and narrowed his eyes: "who?" "let's
call it hara."
gu qingpei's expression was a little uncomfortable: "what day?" "mid-last
month, saturday."
"oh." gu qingpei snorted softly, "that gongzi brother is not easy to get along with."
"yeah, don't take care of people very much, gu zong has contacted him?"
gu qingpei sighed, as if hesitating about something, and finally said, "not much." as he was speaking, his phone suddenly rang, and he shook his phone, "zhuang jieyu." "finished answering the phone. <
the two of them muttered two sentences, and gu qingpei said, "i'm on a bar street, which shop are you in?" i'm in the green bricks, and somehow i'm there, well, come on. after hanging up the phone, he smiled and said, "it's a coincidence that he's here too, and he's trying to ask me out." the
thought of zhuang jieyu was uncomfortable for a while, but he couldn't show anything.
after a while, zhuang jieyu came, alone. he came up and rubbed gu qingpei's neck affectionately, "brother, what have you been busy with lately, i can't move you."
"work, nine to five, where as comfortable as you actors."
"what is free, free means that there is no money to earn." zhuang jieyu sat down next to gu qingpei, his two legs on the low table, looking at he gu and saying, "hey, i haven't seen you for a long time." he nodded
, which was a greeting.
"you're in a good momentum right now, aren't you taking on a new play?"
"i don't know if i can get on it, but the other actor has a gold lord, and i don't have anyone to hold." zhuang jieyu pretended to suck his nose, "brother, you wrap me."
gu qingpei smirked, "i can't afford it."
zhuang jieyu smiled and said, "you handsome, give you a 50% discount."
gu qingpei, who was a little uncomfortable with such a gentleman, could only drink wine in disguise.
at this time, gu qingpei's phone rang again, and he looked down and sighed: "boss." "then took the phone and went out. <
as soon as gu qingpei left, zhuang jieyu's pair of dripping deer eyes stared at he gu fiercely.
why frowned and ignored him.
zhuang jieyu stood up and sat down next to him instead: "hey, my movie is on, did you go to contribute to the box office?" "nothing
."
"well, we also know, you can't even give up a few tens of dollars, really cut."
"i don't watch movies."
"well, there are people who don't watch movies."
why didn't i answer the phone.
"hey, it's all because of you, song juhan doesn't care about me, my new play is difficult, i could definitely win this role by relying on him."
why not salty and not lightly said: "it has nothing to do with me." "it's
up to you." zhuang jieyu bumped his shoulder, "or, will you compensate me?"
why tilted his head and looked at him: "did you forget what i said to you last time?"
"i remember, but then i thought about it, you are really shy, on the surface of a serious book, in fact, it is very easy to be shy, so it is a little cute to think." 」 zhuang jieyu smiled, "hey, i'm really curious about you, people say that the more stuffy people are, the stronger that aspect, do you want to try with me?" if you don't want to do 1, i can do 1.
why was he a little angry and wanted to smoke him, he had never seen zhuang jieyu such a cheeky person, he took a step back and the other party could take three steps, so that he had no way at all, and he couldn't really do it because he was teased by a child for two sentences. he said stiffly, "you don't have to go anywhere.
"people live a lifetime, they can take what they want, they can get the ability to calculate, they can't get the fortune telling, how can this be called inching forward?" zhuang jieyu approached him and said mysteriously, "i just want to know what it is like for you to be such a mature and forbidden man- desire--sullen man in bed." why
stared at him, zhuang jieyu showed a beautiful and cute smile, and blinked his eyes.