don't worry

Wen Jujing was meeting with a few classmates in the postgraduate class. During the meeting, someone mentioned the senior who asked him to help deliver the passport last time.

"Hey, Tong Qiuzhi called me and asked me to deliver it for him. Damn, I'm going to Shanghai, so I won't deliver it for him."

"Called me too." Another classmate raised his hand, Wen Jujing listened quietly and said nothing, "I said I didn't have time so I didn't send it to him."

"If you want me to say that Tong Qiuzhi's work is terrible, he is very unreliable. He asked me to make his graduation thesis at the time. No wonder no one gave him a passport."

"No, didn't Wen Jujing send it to him?" The college roommate sitting next to him interjected.

Wen Jujing just smiled.

The other three looked at him in surprise, "You are so easy to talk to."

"Then did he give you money?"

"Not yet." "I'll ask him later." Wen Jujing said.

"If you don't ask him, he won't give it to you." There was a smile on the corner of the student's mouth, as if watching the excitement.

The group discussed again, saying that Tong Qiuzhi was unreliable in every line, and there were a few words about Wen Jujing being stupid.

Wen Jujing couldn't bear everyone's gaze and discussion, so she smiled and turned her gaze to the side without saying a word.

A pair of pedestrians were approaching in the distance, Wen Jujing squinted his eyes and looked over, it was indeed Zheng Yan, followed by a young man with a cigarette in his hand.If Wen Jujing remembers correctly, that young man seems to be the one he met with Xiao Ji last time.

They walked into the store with a smile, and walked towards Wen Jujing. Through a screen, Zheng Yan turned his head to talk to that person again, but he didn't see Wen Jujing.

Are you getting too close?

It seems really a little too close.

"Hey, I rely on big gossip, do you want to listen!" Halfway through the meal, Liu Deng, who was opposite, went to the bathroom and yelled when he came back.

"I saw Zheng Yan just now."

"Who? Zheng Yan? Just that teacher?"

"That's right, didn't we have a teacher when we were graduate students? Wen Jujing, do you remember? It's your professional teacher."

Wen Jujing smiled and nodded to express her memory.

"What's the matter, you'll see it when you see it."

"No, didn't you just say that he was gay at the time? I didn't believe it at the time, Mom, just now I saw him kissing a man, it scared me."

Wen Jujing's heart turned cold, and he asked with trembling lips, "Where did you see it?"

"It's just behind a screen not far from the toilet. They probably thought there were not enough seats there, so they just did what they wanted." Liu Deng's words were obscene.

A group of people laughed ambiguously.

Wen Jujing barely stood up with the help of the table, lowered her head and said, "I'm going to use the bathroom."

He stood behind the screen and looked at the two people. In fact, they didn't make any intimate gestures, but Zheng Yan would smile and listen when the young man spoke, but the young man would play with Zheng Yan's mobile phone.

Wen Jujing's heart plummeted to the bottom.

In fact, I have heard a lot of rumors recently. Although they have always kept a low profile, some people still know about their relationship.No wonder people have been insinuating and telling him to keep an eye on Zheng Yan recently.It's just that he trusted Zheng Yan, and felt that no matter how despicable he was, he would never do something so vague as to step on two boats, but he didn't expect it to be true after seeing it today.He suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at himself for not seeing this person clearly for so many years, laughing at himself liking this kind of scumbag for so many years, laughing at himself for turning a deaf ear to other people's advice, but in the end it turned out that he was too naive and too much madness!

Zheng Yan, everyone else says I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I feel bad but I don't care, but you can't, you can't treat me as a stupid person, you can't turn me into a stupid person!

He bowed his head and smiled, turned around and sent a text message to his classmates saying that he had to leave beforehand, and went home directly with the desire to vomit.

When Zheng Yan came home, Wen Jujing was smoking a cigarette and standing beside the window thoughtfully.

"Not asleep yet?" Zheng Yan took off his clothes and threw them on the sofa.

Wen Jujing held a cigarette in his hand and hummed.

"Why are you smoking here? It smells like smoke." Zheng Yan frowned and took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, only to find that there were no food or drinks in the refrigerator.

Wen Jujing turned around and looked at him with a smile, "No more." He turned around and went back to the coffee table, crushed out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray.

"Is the food almost finished? I shouldn't work overtime tomorrow. Let's go to the supermarket together tonight." Zheng Yan closed the refrigerator.

Wen Jujing said grace, and Zheng Yan seemed to hear him smile slightly.

Wen Jujing, who was still a young boy, was sitting on the football field, covering his face and hugging his legs.

"What's wrong?" Someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Wen Jujing's shoulders twitched, and he couldn't speak after opening his mouth several times.

"Didn't your team win? Why are you crying? Little man." There was a gentle smile in the voice of the person next to him.

"I, I lost the ball." Wen Jujing raised her head and looked at the person opposite, her immature face was full of tears.

"Well, it's normal, it's fine if you win." The teenage boy leaned back comfortably and said casually.

"The coach scolded me." Wen Jujing's tone was aggrieved.

"You scold him back."

Wen Jujing stared at him with wide eyes, and muttered, "How can it be."

The person opposite smiled, reached out and handed him a bottle of water, "Of course not, brat."

Wen Jujing reached out to take the water bottle and said thank you.

"Little devil, your brother asked me to tell you that he has something to do and won't go home with you." The boy said as he stood up and patted his pants.

Wen Jujing looked at him and hummed, "Do you know my brother?"

"Yes, I'm your brother's classmate." "Let's go." After speaking, the boy turned around and walked away whistling.

Wen Jujing sat on the spot and watched him gradually walk away.

Hey, bro, why did you lose today?

Who made the opponent too good at fighting.Wait until tomorrow Zheng Yan will see if they will be killed.

Who is Zheng Yan?

It was the one in black who came out of the toilet.

. . .

Brother, why haven't I seen your classmate recently?

Which?

It's that Zheng Yan.

You went abroad, why did you ask him, what do you need him for?

No, just ask.

Zheng Yan, that kid who can do well, heard that he was hired as a professor at Z University as soon as he returned to China.

I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination of Z University.

You and Teacher Zheng?

Yes, it is the kind of relationship you think.

I told him we were friends with benefits.

Yeah.

He hugged the man tremblingly, and said in a low voice, "Don't leave me behind."

Wen Jujing had a long dream, and when he woke up, he found his face was completely wet.

He stared blankly at the ceiling in the dark and tried to recall, but he only remembered the beginning of the dream, and couldn't remember the ending.

There seemed to be dust or souls floating in the darkness, and his thoughts wandered along with him, aimlessly thinking about many things in these years. After a while, he raised his hand to turn on the light, and the people beside him raised their hands to cover their eyes uncomfortably. Closing his eyes, he suddenly asked: "What are you doing?" His tone was very vague, probably a subconscious question while he was half asleep and half awake.

October Wenfeng quietly settled in the room, as if holding his breath waiting for an ending.Wen Jujing got up a little bit and looked down at the face that he had loved for many years and was very familiar with. After a while, he said softly, "I won't pester you again in the future."

will give up on you.

will let you go.

Don't worry anymore.

The people beside him breathed evenly.

For a long time, there was no other sound in the house.

Wen Jujing watched silently the corner of the mouth of the sleeping dreamer, then lowered her head and kissed gently.