his substitute

But Xun Musheng never even thought of giving up.

On that day, Wen Yun's eyes were red, and after saying "it has nothing to do with you" to him, he stopped a taxi and left in a hurry. He could have gone after him, but when he opened the door, his phone suddenly rang.

It's Ran Su.

The hot blood instantly cooled down, his sanity returned, and the night wind howled wildly, like a basin of ice water poured over his head.

Suddenly realized that it was still too hasty - he hadn't broken off with the others; he had pushed Wen Yun too hard.

Ran Su complained obediently, and asked insinuatingly when he could see her husband.Xun Musheng never gave affection to his bed partner, but he was not indifferent. When he parted ways with other lovers in the past, he would let the other party make demands at will.If you are in a good mood, you will patiently coax me a few words.But it was really unfortunate at this time, he was too lazy to say much, and only told the other party that the relationship was over, what compensation he wanted to get, and what request he had to contact his assistant Wang Ke.

Ran Su knew each other and didn't call again.

Hanlu is the most famous club in Zhongcheng, each box can be noisy or quiet, depending on the guests' pleasure.

Xun Mu seldom haunted the hall downstairs on weekdays, but today he was sitting at the bar, with his back turned to the feasting lights and the music, staring at the crystal clear liquid in the wine glass.

"Gouzi, have you ever heard a word." Ye Fenglin played with a lighter, "Luo Hua intends to flow water without mercy."

"Tsk." Xun Musheng gave him a sideways glance, "Am I illiterate?"

"For those of you who are trapped in love, the IQ is generally reduced by 101 percentage points."

Xun Musheng smiled, drank the wine in his glass, and called for another glass, "That's a bit interesting."

"Ok?"

"Luohua intends to be ruthless." Xun Musheng narrowed his eyes, "You want to persuade me—stop chasing me, or else your hot face will be hot on your back."

Ye Fenglin raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say you had a cold ass."

Xun Musheng continued on his own, "But no matter how ruthless the running water is, won't it be entangled by falling flowers?"

The music suddenly rose, and the noise was harsh.

Xun Musheng frowned slightly, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, "The relationship between Luohua and Liushui, isn't Luohua the initiative? Luohua floats on the water, and the running water can shake Luohua? On this journey, Liuhua has to be carried by Liuhua."

Ye Fenglin shook his head: "When the flowing water hits the waves, the fallen flowers will sink to the bottom of the water and rot inside."

"Wouldn't that be better?" Xun Musheng drank another glass, the cold wine slid down his throat and burned in his stomach, "Luohua is rotten in Liushui's heart. From the moment Luohua made up his mind to rush towards Liushui, Liushui will never get rid of Luohua in his life .”

Ye Fenglin was thoughtful, and the bartender put two glasses of wine in front of the two of them.

Xun Musheng picked up a cup, "Go one?"

The rims of the cups collided together, crisp and sweet, Ye Fenglin said: "Forget it, I shouldn't persuade you. You haven't been able to forget him in the past 13 years. Now that you meet him, how could it be so easy because he doesn't remember you?" let go."

Xun Musheng sighed, with a wry smile, "Can you stop emphasizing that he doesn't remember me? I've come here to drink away my worries, and you're still provoking me."

Ye Fenglin changed the subject, "His job is not a good job, he's tired and doesn't make much money. Now that he lives alone, don't you think about arresting him?"

"Arrest?" Xun Musheng seemed to have heard a joke, shaking his wine glass and said, "I'm not a policeman, and I break the law by arresting people casually."

"What are you pretending? You never thought of forcing him to stay by your side?"

Xun Musheng stared at the wine glass, was silent for a moment, and said softly, "I thought about it before. But now, I don't want to treat him that way."

Ye Fenglin was very surprised.

"He's not doing well now, but it's not bad. His job doesn't make a lot of money, but it's enough for him to live comfortably—that's what he wants, and he earned it himself. I don't have the right to take it away at will." Let's go." Xun Musheng said slowly: "He told me back then that he wanted to be a reporter. He was very persistent, and he really entered this line of work after leaving the army."

"Do you remember this?"

"He didn't say much to me at all. I was just remembering and guessing when I had nothing to do in the past few years. How could I forget?"

Ye Fenglin said: "Even if it doesn't affect his work, you can take the initiative again, right?"

"Your initiative probably equals coercion?"

"……Hold!"

Xun Musheng lowered his voice, as if wrapped in a layer of mist: "He is unhappy, and I don't want to make him even more unhappy."

Ye Fenglin thought about it, and tentatively asked, "Is it because we couldn't find the name of that person?"

"Yes." Xun Musheng took out a cigarette, but didn't: "I went to see Uncle Zhou the day before yesterday and talked with him for a long time."

"You actually went to see Uncle Zhou?"

"Why can't I find it? He is an authority in the psychological treatment of the army. Many soldiers with psychological problems have received his treatment. I don't know why Wen Yun chose to change jobs back then, but I checked Wen Yun's medical examination reports in recent years. There is nothing wrong with the body, which means no serious injuries. 22 years old is the golden age of special forces, leaving the barracks at that time, if it is not because of too many injuries, I can only think of one reason."

"Because of that person?"

"Because I can't accept that person's death."

Ye Fenglin took a deep breath.

Xun Musheng saw his abnormality and asked, "What is it?"

"You went to Uncle Zhou to make Wenyun forget about that person?"

Xun Musheng put down his cigarette and took a sip of his wine, "No, I didn't mention Wen Yun to Uncle Zhou."

"then you……"

"I asked Uncle Zhou if he had ever treated similar soldiers. The most important people—partners, relatives, and partners sacrificed, and he still couldn't get out." Xun Musheng said: "It doesn't matter whether he forgets or not. Get to know him better and try to make him happy in the future."

Ye Fenglin was surprised: "Aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous, why aren't you jealous?" Xun Musheng chuckled, "I'm so jealous. If my dad let me enlist in the army at the age of 18, and I would go all out to join the special forces, then I would be the one with him , there is no one else's share."

"But you..."

"One step later, that is, 13 years later. No matter how powerful I am, I can't compare with a dead person, right? Besides, I guess, the relationship between this person and Wenyun should not only be..." Xun Musheng paused, Reluctant to say those two words, but couldn't find a suitable substitute, a shadow suddenly appeared between his brows.

Ye Feng understood, without mentioning those two words, he sighed: "They may still be partners."

The sound of the music was raised again, and the drums were like pointed heels, poking hard at the heart.

"Wen Yun can't forget him, forget it." Xun Musheng said, "But even if you can't forget him, don't you have to live? From now on, I will be with him, and it doesn't matter if I can't replace that person. He has lived alone for so many years, It's not a bad thing to have someone take care of you. I went to see Uncle Zhou to learn more about his mentality. You know, I have a bad temper and have never taken care of anyone. Both you and Brother Qiao think I will force him. "

Ye Fenglin was a little embarrassed.

"I'm also worried that I won't be able to control my emotions and hurt him. There is also a reason for looking for Uncle Zhou in advance." Xun Musheng paused, and said slowly: "I want to accompany him well. He can't accept me now, so he can only Take your time. I said something I shouldn't have said a few days ago and hurt him..."

Ye Fenglin didn't know what to say.They are a group of people who play wild, and there are groups of lovers and bed partners. There are not no people who give their hearts, but they are pitifully few.Xun Musheng suddenly said something heartfelt to him, and he felt a lot for a moment, and finally he could only pat him on the shoulder wordlessly.

The mobile phone on the bar rang, Xun Musheng picked it up, looked at it, got up and said, "I'm going back."

"So early?" Ye Fenglin looked at the time, "It's not even 9 o'clock."

"Yeah." Xun Musheng shook his phone, "Xu Cheng has a message, I have to go to bed early today."

Ye Fenglin was at a loss, "What news? Wait, don't leave, you drove here by yourself, right? I'll take you back, and I brought the driver."

On the way, Xun Musheng opened the window to let the wind blow. Ye Fenglin took the phone and said in surprise, "What is this? You have signed up for the parent-child basketball game?"

Xun Musheng smiled: "Well, I have to participate in the parent-child basketball game tomorrow."

"Did you take the wrong medicine? You and your dad?"

"Me and Wen Yun."

"what?"

Xun Musheng took back his mobile phone, "Wen Yun and the others organized an autumn appreciation event, and this week there is a parent-child basketball game."

Ye Fenglin suddenly realized, "So you asked Xu Cheng to sign up for you."

"At first, I just asked him to help me find out which line Wen Yun was in charge of. After he found out, he told me that Wen Yun picked up something that everyone didn't want to go to. Parent-child activities are too troublesome and thankless. If there is a problem, it will be a big problem." problem, no one wants to take responsibility for it.”

"So you signed up? To be a helper?"

"Go and see him." Xun Musheng laughed at himself, "He doesn't want to stay with me outside of work, but at work, he has no reason to drive me away."

On Saturday, Wen Yun got up at 5:[-], put on a thick sports suit, and stuffed a basketball uniform in his backpack, just in case.

He is not good at dealing with children. When the special brigade undertook a disaster relief mission for the first time, he dutifully moved 4 children to a safe place. Just as he was about to give them water, one of them burst into tears, and the other three followed suit. cry.He has no experience in coaxing children, his hands and feet are stiff, and he doesn't know what to do.Later, the more I listened, the more upset I became, and I was eager to save more people, but I couldn't leave the crying child alone. Unknowingly, my face became more and more ugly.

The four children were frightened by him and cried even harder.

It was Chi Yu who rushed to the rescue, squatting on the hand and coaxing for half a minute, the children burst into tears and laughed, and took the mineral water and drank it.

"Go, I'm here." Chi Yu turned her head and smiled at him, her eyes were bloodshot, and only her teeth were white on her smudged face - she obviously looked fierce and rascal, if she didn't wear a military uniform, Duodu is a local ruffian, but he has a weird affinity, and can make children who are scared to cry by him laugh.

Wen Yun shook his head, chasing away the memories of the past, went to the unit to pick up the field vehicle after dawn, and arrived at the event venue in the new urban area before 8 o'clock.

But there were already people on several courts, and many young fathers took their children to learn how to shoot, surrounded by immature screams and cries.

Wen Yun's head got dizzy when he heard it.

If there were no other routes to choose from, he would definitely not choose this one.

Today is a tough day, he thought.

Xun Musheng arrived earlier, the low-key Audi parked in the most inconspicuous corner of the parking lot, wearing a basketball uniform under a light gray sports suit, and wearing a pair of rather old-looking wristbands on both wrists.

Don't expect Wen Yun to still remember the pair of wristbands. Wearing them on his hands is just pursuing a ridiculous sense of ritual.

Near 8 o'clock, he saw Wen Yun in the stands.The game didn't start until 10 o'clock. Wen Yun was holding a folder and shuttled around various venues, talking to many people, probably checking the number of people and confirming the details.

When Wen Yun was finally able to breathe, walked to the sidelines and took out a bottle of water from his bag, Xun Musheng walked down from the stands.