Golden Stage

【VII】

In August, Fu Tingxin's wounds were almost healed, and he was about to grow mushrooms when he was idle at home.Sun Luo saw that he was really bored, and couldn't think of anything. He was afraid that he would get sick. It happened that the group was going to hold a charity dinner at the Red Square at the end of the month. This year, the chairman was abroad, so he was entrusted to attend instead. Sun Luo thought that Fu Tingxin would be idle if he was idle So, he dressed up carefully for him, and led the people to the dinner party to join in the fun.

Fu Tingxin was born in the army, even though he has lost his memory, the habits he has developed in the army for many years have not changed. After wearing a high-end suit, he is imposing and looks more like a boss than Sun Luo.When the two entered the arena side by side, they attracted a lot of attention. After they passed by, the guests gathered together in twos and threes, guessing the identity of this person in private.

In addition to being one of the directors of Taihe Group, Sun Luo also has the huge Sun family standing behind him. Although he has tried his best to keep a low profile, it is difficult to completely avoid intentional clinging.The journey was stumbling, and from time to time someone popped up to greet him, but Fu Tingxin waited patiently for him, seeing Sun Luo frowning impatiently, put his hand on his shoulder and coaxed in a low voice: "Don't be angry, what do you want to eat?" ? Shall I help you get some?"

It's different when someone hurts, Sun Luo's face immediately turned from cloudy to clear, and he turned his head and whispered something to him, probably complaining that people are troublesome, so Fu Tingxin changed positions with him, walked outside by himself, His figure blocked part of his line of sight.The two were about the same height and had a close posture. They just walked into the arena like no one else, and were about to take their seats when they heard a greeting from behind: "Sun Dong?"

The two turned their heads following the sound, and saw a tall young man standing behind the chair with a smile on his face. He was handsome and flamboyant, but he didn't look frivolous, instead he had an unexpected affinity.Sun Luo knew him quite well, and shook hands with him: "Boss Ye."

Ye Zheng broke up with him as soon as he shook hands, his eyes fell on Fu Tingxin who was on the side, and he raised a long eyebrow: "Hey, with this temperament, do you intend to enter the entertainment industry?"

Sun Luo's face suddenly turned ashes, Fu Tingxin didn't care, he stretched out his hand to Ye Zheng, and said with a smile: "Hello, my surname is Fu, a veteran, and now I am Mr. Sun's bodyguard. I used to work in the cooking class. , I have never been a literary soldier."

Ye Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and shook hands with him: "Xihua Entertainment, Ye Zheng."

"He was joking. This is my letter to Fu Ting. He was injured a while ago and hasn't recovered yet. He is recuperating." After introducing Ye Zheng, Sun Luo said to Fu Ting: "This is Xihua's second son. , his sister-in-law Sun Qingning is my cousin, and they are all relatives of my family."

Fu Tingxin nodded, as if he was no stranger to the huge in-law relationship of the Sun family.Ye Zheng cared about his injury again. Hearing that it was the memory impairment caused by the concussion, he slapped the back of the chair immediately: "Coincidentally. So, I will introduce you to someone later, Huo Dong Huo Mingjun from Hengrui, you heard Have you been? His partner, Xie Guan, also lost his memory due to a concussion when he was a child. I heard that he was cured last year. Lao Huo consulted many experts in the brain department. Let’s talk about it later. Maybe it will be helpful for Mr. Fu’s injury. help."

As it was related to Fu Tingxin's condition, Sun Luo didn't dare to miss any chance.When the dinner began, he hurried to the stage to give a brief speech, and then went straight to the lounge after leaving.Coincidentally, Xie Guan was invited to attend tonight, and Huo Mingjun also came along. By the time Sun Luo came in, they had already known each other under Ye Zheng's organization and chatted enthusiastically for a while.

Although Taihe and Hengrui had business competition in the past, they had nothing to do with Sun Luo's major. He had never met Huo Mingjun in real life, but only heard that he was serious and cold, a ruthless character with wrist and courage.But when I saw her today, it wasn't as unkind as I imagined, it might be because of the relationship.

Xie Guan had no airs, and told Fu Tingxin everything he could think of, and finally said: "I was able to retrieve my memory, probably because I fell again later. Although it sounds unreliable, it is said that many people have been hit It’s only when the memory comes back to the head. Don’t worry, it might heal on its own in a few days.”

Fu Tingxin nodded, holding a goblet carelessly, and after thinking for a while, he whispered: "I'm not in a hurry, mainly because of Sun Luo. He's under too much pressure, and this matter is about to cause a heart attack."

Xie Guan was not so perceptive, and immediately sensed something wrong from his words, and asked tentatively, "You and Mr. Sun...?"

"It's not as far as you and Huo Dong." Fu Tingxin said.

This is a lot of information, Xie Guan smiled clearly.Fu Tingxin got up, put the wine glass in his hand on the small bar, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The bathroom in the banquet hall was about to go to the other end of the corridor. Fu Tingxin put one hand in his pocket and walked slowly along the soft carpet, thinking about the conversation with Xie Guan just now.

Xie Guan said that after he fell from the stage, he dreamed about what happened before when he was in a coma.This reminded Fu Tingxin of Nankeyi's dream when he was in a coma—is it really just a dream?

He was lost in thought and spent a little longer washing his hands in front of the sink.Not far away, the compartment door opened, and the man who came out was attracted by the sound of water. When passing by, he glanced in the mirror by chance, walked forward a few steps, stopped suddenly, and said in surprise, "Ting Xin?"

Fu Tingxin turned his head when he heard the sound, and found that it was an unfamiliar face, and he knew that he probably met an old acquaintance.However, he couldn't remember who this person was at all, so he had to bite the bullet, pretend to be surprised and politely ask: "Are you..."

"You don't remember me?" A trace of disappointment flashed across the man's face, and he said, "I'm Qiu Ming. We used to sit at the front and back desks in high school, forgot?"

Fu Tingxin "suddenly realized": "Look at my memory, I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now—you have changed a lot."

Qiu Ming is only 24 or [-] years old now. Although his face can be called fair and delicate, it seems a little uncoordinated in Fu Tingxin's eyes. Stiff, no doubt plastic surgery.So when he said that, Qiu Ming didn't notice anything unusual, and continued to say with a smile: "I was inconspicuous at the time, but I never forgot you. You were a male god in high school, and many of your classmates had a crush on you."

Hearing this, Fu Tingxin felt a little strange, raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? I don't remember it anymore."

"Yeah, it's just that you usually go around Sun Luo and don't go with your classmates." Qiu Ming took another step closer, and the smell of perfume wafted from his body, "You came with him today too? I heard You joined the army after graduation, and you have been in touch with him for so many years, the relationship between you two is really good."

"Well." Fu Tingxin distanced himself from him imperceptibly, and said perfunctorily, "After graduation, everyone went their separate ways, and it was not convenient to communicate with the outside world in the army. Are you developing in the entertainment industry now?"

Qiu Ming smiled unnaturally, and said vaguely, "That's right. Are you... are you on vacation now?"

Fu Tingxin said: "Retired from the army."

Qiu Ming's face became more eager: "Do you plan to do business in the future?"

As he got closer and closer, Fu Tingxin didn't know whether this person was acquainted or had other meanings, so he paused for a moment before answering: "I'm a vagrant, and now I'm being supported by others."

"You have a date?" Qiu Ming was startled, "Male or female? Who is it?"

Fu Tingxin almost choked: "Can it still be a man?"

"That's right," Qiu Ming said, "In order to avoid me, you didn't even go to college to join the army. I thought you liked Sun Luo, but you are really straight."

Fu Tingxin was at a loss.

The footsteps of the people outside the bathroom door stopped suddenly.

【eight】

Sun Luo didn't remember how he quietly walked from the bathroom door to the garden outside the banquet hall. Anyway, when he came back to his senses, the cigarette in his hand was already half smoked.

In the past few months, because Fu Tingxin lived at home, he simply quit smoking.Unexpectedly, it stimulated the big hair, so I couldn't hold back and smoked another one.

Regarding the past, he did not tell the truth to Fu Tingxin.

Sun Luo discovered that she was born gay when she was in the second year of junior high school, but she never told anyone, including her best friend Fu Tingxin.But he couldn't stand the two being together day and night, and Fu Tingxin was really dazzling. Although he tried his best to control his restraint, he still inevitably fell in love with his straight boyfriend, and even did such stupid things as secretly throwing away the love letter that someone else gave Fu Tingxin.

Fu Tingxin is rebellious and independent. Although his grades are poor, he is good-looking and has a good personality. He is especially kind to Sun Luo, and he is more considerate than the young couples in the class.There were always people making fun of them in the class. Sun Luo remembered that Qiu Ming sat at Fu Tingxin's back table at that time, and often said to him in a sour tone: "Brother Fu treats you so well."

He should have seen the clues earlier, but at that time he hadn't analyzed his own feelings thoroughly, and he was not in the mood to talk to Qiu Ming.Until the second half of the third year of high school, the secret love was like a raging fire that kept scorching the heart. No matter how rational Sun Luo was, it was compared to his peers. A short letter was sandwiched in Fu Tingxin's notebook.

In the evening of the next day, Sun Luo went to the gymnasium to look for Fu Tingxin after class as usual. He walked outside the locker room and was about to knock on the door when he heard a boy say, "...you really decided? I heard that being a soldier is hard. Yes, no matter how bad you are, you are better than enlisting in the army."

"Put it down, what else can I do if I don't leave? He wants to pick on me, even if I go to junior college, he can chase after me to that school," Fu Tingxin replied irritably, "Can't you hide from me if you can't provoke me?"

Then there was the sound of paper being torn from the room, and Fu Tingxin kicked the trash can angrily, and swears in a rare way: "What a few things, fuck!"

Like a thunderbolt exploding in the ear, before a bouquet of heart flowers had time to bloom, it was completely covered by the sudden squall and rain.

Half a minute later, Sun Luo quietly turned and left the gym without waiting for Fu Tingxin to leave.He returned home in a daze, thinking all the way about the phrase "what else can I do if I don't leave",

He suddenly realized that for so many years, Fu Tingxin was the only close friend by his side, and sometimes he even regarded him as his own private property and refused to share it with others.The two went to the same kindergarten, the same elementary school, and junior high school. Fu Tingxin's grades were originally not enough for key high schools. It was because Sun Luo planned to go to the same school. Fu Tingxin was afraid of delaying him, so he moved. Because of the relationship at home, he was forced into the same class as him.

Fu Tingxin may have noticed these paranoid possessiveness, but he never complained, and even poured his attention on him without hesitation.It is also because of his connivance that Sun Luo has an unrealistic love.

Before today, Fu Tingxin had never mentioned to him about joining the army, not a single word.

Sun Luo asked himself, let go of everything and follow Fu Tingxin to take the college entrance examination. He can do this kind of thing.

It turned out that he had pushed Fu Tingxin to this point before he knew it.

I can't wait to fly away and stay away from him.

Not long after, Fu Tingxin passed the medical examination. Before enlisting in the army, he took a group of people to drink at the food stall and chatted lively until late at night. In the end, only Sun Luo, who was about to take the college entrance examination, was still awake and stared at him in the taxi All the way, he did nothing in the end and sent Fu Tingxin home safely.

After graduating from high school, Sun Luo changed his contact information and address, and deliberately avoided all news about Fu Tingxin. The two were separated by thousands of miles and never communicated again.

He has been paranoid for more than ten years, and finally learned to let go that night.

But in his heart, why did he let go of that person one day?

The unforgettable love and despair have not been worn away by time, but have become deeper and deeper with the passage of time.Sun Luo has never met a person who can make him fall in love again. How good Fu Tingxin was to him before, how painful it is to be separated, the memory has been repeatedly traced, every stroke and every painting grows together with flesh and blood, and it is impossible to forget Can not forget.

By coincidence, Fu Tingxin came back to him again. He lost his memory, but his personality remained the same, and he spoke to Sun Luo in the same familiar tone as before.This is like an opportunity that fell from the world. Fu Tingxin's memory is just a blank sheet of paper, which can be smeared as he, an insider, can do.

However, Sun Luo didn't dare to bring up any topic about "homosexuality" in front of him, and he didn't even dare to reveal the clues—maybe because the feeling of being woken up from a dream with a stick was too painful, and he didn't want to suffer a second time up.

Sun Luo has had very little contact with his high school classmates over the years, and has long forgotten that Qiu Ming, a small character, appeared in his life, but today he was caught off guard by a statement that was very different from the situation back then.

How could Fu Tingxin join the army because of Qiu Ming?

【Nine】

On the night of the Red Square dinner, Fu Tingxin picked up Sun Luo who was bitten by mosquitoes from the small garden.Neither of the two mentioned the chance meeting in the bathroom, Fu Tingxin didn't take it to heart, and Sun Luo was too preoccupied.After that, everything was as usual, and the situation was calm, but gradually, Fu Tingxin found that Sun Luo was a little strange.

Of course, not the bad kind of "strange".

When he was first injured, Sun Luo treated him meticulously, but he was always measured, as if there was an insurmountable "[-]th line" between the two.But ever since they came back, their body movements have become more and more sticky. Sun Luo's patience seems to have been accumulated for many years, pouring on him unreservedly, accompanying him to seek medical advice, exercise and recover, like a closed door that has always been closed. The clam shell timidly opened a slit.The gentle precious light sprinkled all over the room.

Fu Tingxin is not Liu Xiahui who is pure-hearted and ascetic, it is impossible to be unaware of his thoughts, let alone be indifferent.

After a few more days, Sun Luo finally made up his mind and asked his old classmates out for dinner.

The high school classmates hadn't been in touch for a long time, and some of the few who had the best relationship with Fu Tingxin went abroad, and some settled down in other places.It took Sun Luo a few days of work, but in the end the only person he contacted was a rich second generation who started a company in the capital.The other party's company was in another urban area, and Sun Luo deliberately drove over there despite the heavy traffic jam at noon to show his sincerity.

He came out during his lunch break, and when he arrived downstairs at his old classmate's company, it was already past meal time, and the two of them didn't have a serious meal, so they found a coffee shop to sit down and talk about things.

The old classmate is quite enthusiastic about him, presumably because of Fu Tingxin's face: "Old Fu is doing well recently? If you don't contact me, I don't even know that he is hospitalized. Find a time to visit him later."

"The trauma has healed." Sun Luo raised his hand and pointed at his temple, "It's just that the blood here hasn't been absorbed, and I can't remember the past."

The old classmate reassured: "Don't worry, this disease has to be taken care of slowly, maybe one day it will be cured by itself."

Sun Luo nodded and said, "I came to you to inquire about something. You had a good relationship with him back then. Do you know why he joined the army?"

"The one who has the best relationship with him is you. We just play ball together and just fool around. I haven't heard him explain why," the old classmate said, "Can you give me some hints?"

Sun Luo: "Do you still remember Qiu Ming?"

"Qiu Ming? Who?" The old classmate racked his brains to recall for a long time, "...Oh, I remembered the little boy sitting behind you two."

"Isn't Qiu Ming's father Qiu Yongshan, the "retail tycoon" who boasted so much in [-]? Otherwise, Qiu Ming would not have been able to enter our school. But it seems that he went bankrupt later, and he left his wife and children and fled to the United States to hide his debts." I went. Last year, I was on the Lao Lai list."

"You said I still have a little impression of him. One of my buddies said that Qiu Ming chased after the old man. It was quite obvious. He often brought him water and things. He was almost crazy if he liked it. It is said that he even broke into the teacher secretly. The office looked through the volunteer form and wanted to apply to the same university as him, but I don’t know if it’s true or not. Didn’t Lao Fu tell you?”

Sun Luo squeezed the handle of the cup tightly and shook her head.

"That's right. Old Fu only had you in his heart back then. I didn't tell you. I was probably afraid that these shitty things would affect your college entrance examination." He saw it, and later when others gave him things, he quietly dealt with them behind your back. At that time, our entire basketball team tore love letters and ate chocolate for him every day hahahaha..."

Sun Luo: "!!!"

Old classmate: "He really didn't say anything to you. We used to smoke next to the trash can behind the gymnasium. You haven't seen him. He smokes like a thief. He never dares to wear a coat. After smoking Blow it in the air for 10 minutes, I'm afraid you will smell it."

Sun Luo was caught off guard, and these few words hit the secret wound in his heart. He was lost in a daze for a while, and the old classmate was still feeling emotional: "It's been so many years in a flash, thanks to your busy work to take care of him, old Fu I didn't love you in vain before. It's good, it's not easy to be a brother for so many years."

Sun Luo nodded subconsciously. The old classmate saw that he was absent-minded, so he tapped the cup with a spoon to bring him back to his senses: "Mr. Sun, you came all the way to find me, what do you want to ask? I made a special trip to recall Time flies between you two?"

"I'm done asking." Sun Luo coughed dryly and apologized a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry for taking you so long."

The old classmate stared at him inexplicably for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing: "All right. You just know what you have in mind."

The two said goodbye at the door. The old classmate watched Sun Luo turn around and drive into the main road. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and thought of something. The look in the eyes is wrong, and the old Fu still doesn't believe it, this time it's time to make people angry, it should be."

【pickup】

Except for Fu Tingxin, maybe no one can give him the exact answer to what happened in that conversation back then, but that is not important anymore.Years of grievances and stones on my heart suddenly lost their force and weight, and my whole heart seemed to be so light that it was about to float.

Now he just wants to go home quickly and hug the person who was pushed away by his own hands.

Sun Luo drove back to the villa as if being chased all the way. Fu Tingxin was not found in the living room. He searched upstairs and downstairs, and finally found him in the audio-visual room, leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.The light and shadow on the screen changed, the movie was put to the end, and the singing gradually rose with the subtitles——

"People in dreams, familiar faces

You are the tenderness that I wait for..."

"The familiar touch between you and me

Love is about to wake up..."

"In the sad and happy years, only love is an eternal myth,

No one has forgotten the old ancient vows,

Your tears turn into colorful butterflies flying all over the sky

Love is the wind under the wings, two hearts fly freely together..."*

This is a movie more than ten years ago. When it was released, the two went to the cinema to watch it. It was popular in the streets and alleys. It is a youthful memory of a generation. When the prelude to the ending song is played, Sun Luo can sing along.

He stood in the dim audio-visual room, and after listening to the whole song, his boiling mood gradually calmed down.Sun Luo could understand Fu Tingxin's reason for revisiting this movie. Although this person kept laughing and joking, who really wanted to be a ghost in another world who had nowhere to go?

He sighed silently in his heart, picked up the blanket beside him, and covered Fu Tingxin carefully.

His movements were almost silent, but Fu Tingxin woke up from the moment he came in, and had been pretending to be asleep. Seeing him approaching him now, he suddenly felt bad, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Sun Luo's wrist. He stumbled, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into his arms.

Sun Luo was hanging on the back of the sofa, almost scaring him to death: "Nonsense! What if I hit you!"

Fu Tingxin laughed triumphantly, raised his hand and patted his back lightly indifferently: "It's strong, it won't be broken."

"That's not okay, your fracture just happened..."

His words were gradually silenced under Fu Tingxin's smiling gaze. The heat from the palm of his palm permeated the skin through the thin shirt and traveled along the nerves and muscles. Half of his body was numb from the heat, but countless thoughts arose in his chest against the wind. Xinyuan and Yima ran wild everywhere, like opening a zoo.

As soon as Fu Tingxin looked up, he could see his drooping and slender eyelashes, glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his beautifully shaped eyes were blocked behind the glasses.For some unknown reason, he reached out and took off Sun Luo's glasses. The two breathed and smelled each other, their noses were about to touch each other, and their posture was a bit too intimate.

The dry and rough fingertips lightly brushed the corners of his eyes, and the eyelashes immediately fluttered like frightened butterflies at his fingertips.Fu Tingxin's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help pressing down on him, and pecked on his tightly pressed thin lips.

That touch was very light, like the force of a feather sweeping, but Sun Luo seemed to have been scalded by a branding iron, and suddenly bounced off him, staggered a few steps back, almost falling onto the carpet.

The warmth in Fu Tingxin's eyes froze.

He was stunned for a moment, then blinked slowly, and asked as calmly as possible: "...Hate me?"

Sun Luo was completely stupefied. He heard Fu Tingxin's question and shook his head subconsciously without thinking about it.Fu Tingxin said again: "Then you..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Luo asked with a trembling voice and hoarsely: "Don't you hate me...?"

"Ah?" Fu Tingxin asked inexplicably, "Why do I hate you?"

The pair of beautiful eyes that had not been covered suddenly turned red. He seemed to have cut out his heart again, and held it up with both hands humbly, for people to step on, and said with difficulty: "I am... gay."

"Nonsense," Fu Tingxin really convinced his brain circuit, "I am too, otherwise what do you think I just did?"

"..."

Fu Tingxin stood up from the sofa and wanted to go over to coax him, but seeing Sun Luo with his head down and his shirt cuffs trembling slightly, as if he was flustered by stimulation, he thought it was better to forget it: "Calm down first, don't turn your head. Let's talk when you think about it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to go out, but Sun Luo suddenly rushed up from behind and hugged him tightly like catching a thief: "Don't go!"

If it was someone else, Fu Tingxin would have been thrown out by him long ago, but when Sun Luo rushed over, he just froze, and then stopped in place: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Sun Luo is a few centimeters taller than him, and his lips are exactly where his ears are.A warm, trembling kiss fell behind Fu Tingxin's ear without warning: "I don't have to think... I like you, I have liked you for many years..."

Fu Tingxin's heart jumped wildly, but he said, "Really? Then you still say we are friends."

"I dare not tell you the truth," Sun Luo buried her head on his shoulders and neck, clasped her hands on his chest, and murmured, "I thought you hated homosexuality."

Fu Tingxin sighed, pulled out an arm, put it around the back of his hand, turned his head and asked, "Did you misunderstand what I did before?"

Sun Luomo said nothing, and gave a small "hmm".

Fu Tingxin heard a sense of grievance from this monosyllable, a little helpless, and felt soft-hearted and helpless.His personality is that he is too lazy to explain and loves to do whatever he wants, but Sun Luo is not someone else, so he had to think about it and choose his words carefully: "I don't remember the past, but if it's you, I don't understand whether it's because of you or not." I understand, I definitely won't hate you."

It seemed that the long sword that was hanging high finally fell, but it didn't hurt anyone, but fell into the scabbard with a clang and a soft whistling.

Sun Luo was completely in the left ear and out the right ear. He didn't care what Fu Tingxin said, as long as there was a response, it was enough.He was immersed in the sudden warmth and satisfaction for a while, and when he was in a daze, he suddenly thought: Why didn't he go to Fu Tingxin for verification back then?

Why don't you listen to his answer with your own ears, even if it is a refusal, it is better than seven years of self-righteous suffering and long parting.

Why can't he believe that this person is so good and never hurt him.

"Kiss again," he turned Fu Tingxin's face to himself, eager to find the tender comfort between his lips and teeth, and said again: "I like you. I have liked you for a long time."

"Coincidentally," Fu Tingxin met his lips, "I have liked you for a long time too."

"Ok?"

"From the previous life."

【end】

Fu Tingxin is a person who can't stay idle. After several months of recuperation, he successfully bent himself. He felt that his physical and mental health had returned to a healthy state, so he began to plan to find something for himself to do.

After hearing a lot of unconstrained plans, Sun Luo finally said softly, "Why don't you come to work in my company."

Fu Tingxin: "I only have a high school diploma, and I can't do anything. I can only be your driver."

Sun Luo agreed: "Yes, no problem, you can be the secretary if you want."

"I really misread you," Fu Tingxin sighed, "Do you still want to close the door of the office..."

Sun Luo rushed forward and blocked his mouth.

From this day on, Sun Dong lived a happy life with a driver driving every morning, having a driver deliver meals at noon, and having a driver warm his bed at night.

Unfortunately, within a few days, Fu Tingxin quit.

Sun Luo lay on his lap and asked angrily, "Why? Do you think the boss is not handsome enough or the salary is not high enough!"

"Have you ever seen a boss who insisted on kissing the driver before getting out of the car?" Fu Tingxin sneered, "Mr. Sun, you call it sexual harassment in the workplace."

Fu Tingxin's memory is not like that of Xie Guan, who will come back all at once.He remembered it slowly, fragment by fragment. Although it was a bit confusing at the beginning, after a few years, he was basically no different from a normal person.

In their second year together, Fu Tingxin got in touch with several retired comrades in arms and opened a hot pot restaurant together.Their past training base was in the northwest, and they had a deep affection for this place, so after the inspection, they signed a purchase contract with the local herdsmen, and the grassland beef and mutton were directly supplied to the capital.Later, the business of the hot pot restaurant gradually expanded, and the chain branch even opened opposite Taihe Group.

The opening day of the new store happened to be Sun Luo's birthday. He didn't remember it himself, but in order to cheer Fu Tingxin, he specially invited a group of executive friends to eat hot pot.

On the way, Fu Tingxin knocked on the door of the private room, and several waiters came in one after another, holding luxurious fruit plates and cakes, singing "Happy Birthday to You".

Everyone immediately burst into laughter.

Fu Tingxin was dressed in a white shirt, suit and trousers, with a tall and straight figure and a heroic spirit. He walked over generously, put his arms around Sun Luo and kissed him, saying, "Happy birthday."

It had long been a semi-open secret that the two of them were together, but they had never been so blatant in front of outsiders.Sun Luo was a little embarrassed, her ears were slightly red, but her eyes were filled with an uncontrollable smile: "...Thank you, let's have fun together."

The waiter began to distribute the cut birthday cakes to everyone. Sun Luo also had a dish in his hand. On it was a butter flower that was not in good condition but was still intact. Fu Tingxin smiled and said, "Try it? This is the pastry bag I just used Squeeze it by hand."

As soon as this remark came out, not to mention the poor appearance, even if the flower was made of plastic foam, Sun Luo could chew it without changing his face. Chew it, swallow it——

"Ok?"

His teeth were broken by what was hidden in the egg roll.

Fu Tingxin kindly handed over a napkin, Sun Luo covered her mouth and turned away, a shiny ring fell into the napkin on his palm.

Sun Luo: "!!!"

The group of well-dressed elites in the box were all shameless, and started applauding wildly, shouting and whistling: "Promise him! Promise him! Promise him!"

Fu Tingxin took out a tissue to wipe the ring clean, and grabbed Sun Luo's slightly trembling left hand, but instead of following the routine, he looked at him and asked with a smile, "What do you want to tell me?" ?"

The moment they looked at each other, Sun Luo suddenly understood what he meant, and a long-lost promise naturally slipped to his lips.

It is like blessing to the soul, and it is like water coming naturally.

"I love you--"

"In this life, life after life, I only love you with all my heart."

The ring was neither loose nor tight, it was firmly pushed to the root of his finger.

This time, the broken red thread was finally re-wound into a knot, binding the missed fate, and never let go, never separated for the rest of this life.

= end of episode =

postscript

The original inspiration for this story came from a picture that flashed in my mind: a general in red knelt in front of the majestic palace gate, and treacherous ministers held umbrellas for him beside (...)

Later, I kneaded and kneaded the ancient stories that I wanted to write before, and processed them into "Golden Terrace".

The Golden Terrace is a metaphor. My original intention was not to write a history with a beginning and an end, but to write a "turning point", a turning point in Fu Shen's personal destiny and a turning point in his political life. However, due to the limited level, the second half may collapse. I don’t know what kind of feeling this article finally conveys to the readers. I hope that I can try my best to save it when editing the article.

Where will this imperial court go in the end? I don't have a definite answer. I just put the right time, place and people together so that the protagonists can seize this fleeting moment. As for this event, it will eventually become a memorable history. Time is still the beginning of failure. Things cannot be predicted after thousands of years. We are in the present and cannot see so far.

If I don't watch the plot and only eat candy, I will be very happy.Mr. Yan is probably the most loving hero I have ever written. How precious is a treacherous minister who is full of worries and brave enough to love!Every honest Zhongliang should own one!I remember someone commented that General Fu didn't love Xiao Yan that much, how could that be?Xiao Yan is so good, who would not love him (no

(Actually, General Fu just kept his mouth shut. After marrying Yan Xiaohan, he was so happy that he couldn't sleep at night, really.)

So far, the main text and extra episodes are over, and there is still a bit of extra extra, because it may be thunderous, so I will not post it here, but post it on Weibo (@维吴宾白), and welcome everyone to watch it over there.

Thank you for your company, encouragement and support. I am very happy to meet you!Finally, please post the author's collection, and we will see you in the next article~