in the afternoon, the helicopter landed on the island, which was the first time in so many days that outsiders were seen.
he was able to get out of here soon, but he didn't feel much more relaxed.
song juhan's strength did not retreat, he was not free wherever he went, where could he hide, and why should he hide.
sitting on the helicopter, song juhan took his hand: "you haven't been in a helicopter, have you?" it will be a little shaky, don't be afraid. "i'm not afraid." why very calm.
song juhan did not let go of his hand, but instead wrapped it with both hands and played with his fingers.
why didn't smoke it back a few times, and finally couldn't help it: "i want to go to the toilet." song juhan
smirked, "do you think you can put down the toilet here?" it is
also customary to say that it is a little awkward at this time.
song juhan grabbed his hand and put it to his lips, kissed it lightly, and looked at the look in his eyes, which was a deep affection and longing that even he himself could not imagine.
helicopters took them to cannes, where they then switched to civil aviation.
as soon as he got on the plane, he found that song juhan had wrapped up the entire first class cabin, and he felt a headache when he thought of spending ten hours with song juhan in this place where there was nowhere to avoid.
the stewardess pulled the curtain and isolated the two in a small cabin space.
song juhan half crossed the armrest and leaned on he xun's shoulder.
why ignored him and looked down at the book.
"what are you looking at?"
"popular science."
"shall i sing to you?"
"..."why did he want to refuse, but the words stopped when they reached his lips, and he had a special obsession with song juhan singing to him, as if it was a very precious thing, and he was reluctant to push it away.
maybe it was because his first time, which began on the afternoon when song juhan sang to him, he didn't care about the first time, but the sweet moment he thought he was liked, which was the most beautiful memory of his youth.
song juhan sang softly in his ear, the song was still lazy and magnetic, and it was intoxicating to hear.
why look at the book, unconsciously a little distracted, by the song to hook the thoughts.
after the song was sung, song juhan pressed his ear and said softly, "i want to sing to you every day." why bowed his head and did not speak.
song juhan kissed his neck: "will i chase you again?" this time it was serious, all the things i hadn't given you in those seven years, this time i'm giving it all to you. why
said quietly, "if you just can't stand rejection, i can try to explain you."
"it's not that i can't stand rejection, i just can't stand that you're not with me." can't stand that you don't belong to me, can't stand your eyes looking at others.
"okay, this kind of conversation is repeated eight times a day, aren't you tired?" why did you close the book, "song juhan, i have said many times, i will not turn back, you don't waste time on me, i don't want to say it again, just do it." ssong juhan
grabbed his hand: "well, don't say it, i'll show you." why was there silence.
song juhan said to himself: "i have recently begun to participate in commercial performances again, although there are still many people scolding me, but it is nothing, i am still red." it was only after experiencing this incident that i found that red is not red or something, and i didn't care about it for a long time. when i first entered the show business, i just thought that i sang so well and wrote songs so well that everyone should listen to them. now the award i want to take has been won, the stage i want to stand on has also been stood, what i want to do, it seems to have been realized, the rest, just want to write better songs, but to write better songs, i don't need to be more popular, and i don't need everyone to like me.
he listened quietly, this was the first time he had heard song juhan talk to him about his career, which was indeed very fresh.
song juhan gently squeezed his fingers and kneaded his full fingers: "because not everyone can understand my songs, not everyone loves to listen, and not everyone, i want them to listen." i have not found the enthusiasm and impulse to simply sing to others for a long, long time, and any performance is all about money. as he spoke, he unconsciously fell into the memory, "do you remember the afternoon when we first started dating?" at that time i really wanted to sing it to you, your brain is so good, i definitely remember. why the
heart tightened, and secretly pursed his lips.
"you have been looking at me, your eyes are particularly bright, you are very intoxicated to listen, after singing i let you give advice, ordinary people pretend to evaluate two sentences, but you are too honest, in addition to good listening, you can't say anything else, but i am very happy." 」 ssong juhan whispered in he's ear, "actually, i didn't plan to take you to bed so quickly, but i really wanted to make you mine that day..."
why did i stand up violently: "i went to the bathroom." song juhan
took his hand and looked up at him, his eyes shining like stars: "after all these years, the person who makes me have the urge to sing to him is still only you." why didn't he speak, took his hand away, turned and went to the bathroom.
plugged in the lock, he took a breath and looked at himself in the mirror with deep eyes.
song juhan's --- tempering skills were exercised from the age of ten and in countless people, and he must maintain twelve points of sobriety.
maybe song juhan really wanted to take him seriously this time, at least now, but he couldn't trust this person anymore.
the future is so long, he will not take song juhan's whim seriously.
he could firmly act as amorous for seven years, and he could also firmly walk away from song juhan's life step by step. as long as he buries his love for someone in the bottom of his heart from a distance, and then lives a free and easy life, it is enough, he will never roll himself into the bottomless pit again.
adjusted his mood a bit and returned to the cabin.
song juhan's eyes chased him all the way until he sat in his seat.
he took one look at him and continued to pick up the book to read.
song juhan's big hand pressed on the page: "is this book better than mine?"
"looks good." wwhy pushed his hand away, "the plane has been flying for so long, i always have to find something to do." "
then talk to me."
"we... nothing to talk about. "the background, life and circle are far apart, so that there is not much common language between them, his personality is stuffy, and song juhan usually comes to him, not to chat.
"of course there is, we have been together for seven years, how can there be no talking?"
"we've been together for seven years, and when you come to me, most of them are just --- love." why didn't he raise his head, "what are you talking about?" discuss the bed - technique.
song juhan's face was a little ugly: "i went to you because i like to stay with you..." the more he said, the quieter his voice became.
"well, i believe." song juhan should really like to sleep with him, at least the two of them are very compatible in this regard.
"but that doesn't mean we don't have a common language, i know your business."
"such as?"
"your family, your career, your social circle."
why smiled: "yes, what is the reason for my parents' emotional discord?" what is my position at nanchuang? who are the friends i usually contact?
song juhan froze.
why shook his head: "i am qualified to say, 'i know your business', but i have never been interested in my business, so you will not ask, even if i say it, you can't remember." song juhan's
eyes flashed with anxiety: "i will remember, from now on, i will remember whatever you say." ""
why bother?" why did you turn your head and look at him, "you were not such a person, but now you are forcing yourself to accommodate me, please me, and force yourself not to sleep with others, are you uncomfortable?" ju han, i know how painful it is to change myself for the sake of others, because i have experienced it, so i advise you not to do it. be yourself, and i will be myself, so that everyone is happy.
song juhan gritted his teeth: "are you fucking unable to understand people's words, i want you, everything else is secondary." you don't have to reason with me in a serious way, let me give up, i song juhan has never flinched in this life. he was fed up with why he calmly and rationally analyzed everything between them, as if his feelings could be quantified, measured, and manipulated, and he had become completely unsightly like himself for some reason, and he did not feel regret it, but why did he have to advise him to "get lost"? what the fuck is this.
why treat him for what?
why shrug your shoulders and stop talking.
song juhan stared at why for half a day, but finally he lowered his head weakly, and his dim eyes were full of sadness and disappointment.
why was he so close to him, but he couldn't hug him as much as he wanted.
he thought of the one who smiled at him, treated him well, and looked at him with a concentration that seemed unique in the world. i thought about it so much that i was going crazy.
how could he have lost such a reason. <
back in china, it was still daylight, why did i sleep on the plane, but i was still tired.
after getting off the plane, he was directly stuffed into song juhan's car, he insisted on going home, song juhan was reluctant, but obviously there were other things to be busy, temporarily unable to take care of him, he said: "you can go home, but the mobile phone should be 24 hours unblocked, don't forget that your documents are all here with me, don't run around." he said
coldly: "song juhan, i have not broken the law, why should i run, you don't force people too much." "i
don't mean that." song juhan turned his head and kissed him lightly, "i was too uncomfortable during the time you left, i am afraid that you will leave silently, where do you want to go, at least let me know, at least let me find."
why don't go over your face.
song juhan's eyes darkened, pinched his chin, forcibly turned his head, and kissed the soft lips heavily.
why did he push him hard: "do you want to be bitten again?" song juhan
touched the flap of his lips with his fingers, which were still warm: "i will go to you." the
driver sent he xun downstairs, and he was glad that he had brought the key with him when he was abducted by song juhan, otherwise he would not have anything on him, and he would not even be able to enter the house.
he went upstairs, opened the door, and returned to his home, which had been separated for three months, as if he were in another life. <
what happened in these three months completely changed something from the inside of his body, and he did not dare to say that he had completely shaken off the shadow of song juhan, after all, it was seven years of bloody footprints step by step, but he could already face it and resist it.
next, it was time for him to think about his life after that.
he called his mother and said that he had returned home and that he could go with susu when the time came, and his mother was very happy, and asked him how he was playing.
all he could say was good.
after hanging up the phone, he called gu qingpei again.
he listened nervously to the beep, and at the moment of connection, he was very nervous.
"why, you went back to china?" gu qingpei's voice sounded very peaceful.
why was he secretly relieved: "gu zong, i'm back, how are you?"
"oh, i changed to a friend's company, and it's okay." gu qingpei obviously avoided the heavy and light.
after all, those photos have spread throughout the business circle, and they have offended yuan lijiang, and there is almost no foothold in the capital, but gu qingpei is not so easy to defeat, and he is also relieved to hear that he seems to be fine now. he said, "well, when will you have time to meet?"
gu qingpei paused, "you can do it tonight, i also want to talk to you."
"well, see you in the evening." <
he packed up and wrote an email to the housekeeper in paris, asking him to send his luggage back, and then, he wrote another letter to zhou heyi.
in his letter, he apologized to zhou heyi and thanked him for his company during this time, and he deliberately spoke politely, just so that he could alienate the relationship between them.
during this time, he often thought of this warm and cheerful young man, and the warm and beautiful experience that he brought during that time, although this was only a sexual encounter during the journey, it also had a special meaning for him, just like it symbolized his farewell to the past, and the era called "song juhan".
if he had never met song juhan, he might have liked someone like he yi last week, living a simple and happy life, but he had exhausted all his love abilities, and there was nothing more to share with others.
after repairing it, he drove to find gu qingpei.
the two of them were still in the quiet little bar they often went to, and as soon as he entered the house, gu qingpei was still sitting on the sofa in the corner, as if nothing had changed, but gu qingpei's eyebrows had obviously become deep, and he had already said a lot.
he sighed in his heart, he didn't know when he would see that spirited gu qingpei again, he admired, admired, and liked that kind of gu qingpei.
"why?" gu qingpei smiled and waved at him.
"mr. gu, i haven't seen you for a long time." he sat down across from him and pretended to be relaxed and said, "you look pretty good."
gu qingpei smiled: "ah, there is no shortage of food and clothing, if you want to open, there is nothing."
"it is worthy of gu zong." wwhy really admire his calm and calm.
"what about you? how to play in europe, but it is tanned.
he smiled and said, "after running many countries, i was too tired to play, so i came back." "if
you go out for too long, you will find out that it is still good at home."
"exactly." why nodded, "you said on the phone, you went to your friend's company?" "
well, kinda real estate."
"oh? wang jin's company. qingda real estate is quite famous in the industry, and he has also dealt with it, and he is very happy for gu qingpei, "that's very good, gu zong is worthy of gu zong."
gu qingpei smiled lightly: "in fact, i originally wanted to start a business, but now the state is not quite right, just wang jin needs my help in some things, i will go, it is also very good, first precipitate for a period of time and then say."
"that's the best way to do it." he raised his glass, "congratulations to mr. gu."
"thank you." gu qingpei raised a glass and said, "i see that you are also newly born, so this cup of wine, toast the two of us." "
respect for the two of us."
the two of them drank it all.
why looked at gu qingpei's somewhat tired eyes: "gu zong is quite busy at work, pay attention to the body."
"rest assured, now that the work is a little more intense, i am getting up."
he paused: "you and... hara, how's it going?
gu qingpei froze for a moment, and then smiled indifferently, "divided." he nodded
"okay." "a great young master born with a golden spoon, where to understand the hardships of others is not easy." gu qingpei shook his head, "there are too many obstacles between us that we can't pass, but we are still relaxed."
"i understand." he couldn't have understood better.
"it's easy..." gu qingpei whispered, not knowing who he was talking to.
he looked at gu qingpei's somewhat confused expression, and his heart was very unpleasant.
gu qingpei quickly returned to his usual appearance, and he gently shook his wine glass: "why, what are you going to do next?"
"i haven't thought about it yet, but i plan to leave the capital." it was difficult for him to find a job that suited his heart here, and he didn't want to be too close to song juhan. especially after hanging out for a while, he found that he could overcome the fear of entering an unfamiliar environment, so maybe it was really time for him to try it.
"leave?" gu qingpei looked directly at him, "so, do you want to go to singapore with me?