personal problem

The starry summer is unavoidably hot and dry. The mobile phone is placed by the pillow, but Fan Jian has not waited for the expected information. Zombie fans are probably on vacation.

A likes B, but B likes C, and C has a crush on A... What a simple and complicated story, but also contains a huge amount of information.

Although there is a good couple around him as an example, Fan Jian never thought that one day he would have a relationship with a man, and it would be Wang Huaijin.

The imaginary enemy that always haunted him, the good student who seldom got angry and always had an inexplicable smile.

Fan Jian smiled wryly, he really didn't think there was anything attractive about him.Skinny is not very pleasing, the economy is still considered independent, and the tongue is thick and thick-skinned. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the type that gays would like.

Incredible.

Fan Jian fell asleep in a daze, and when he got up the next day to check his phone, he found that a zombie fan had left a message for him.

Mobile phone user 13809012010: If there is no drama, how can life be like a drama?

Fluorine6314: Dude, you are so artistic, you just went to work?

Mobile phone user 13809012010: Just got off work and eating breakfast.

Fluorine6314: I'm so busy at work, and it's night shift again?

Fan Jian frowned, it shouldn't be, since it's the night shift, why didn't you reply last night?And what exactly do zombie fans do?

Mobile phone user 13809012010: Well, what happened last night was quite troublesome.What's wrong?What's wrong with you?Make that emotion.

Fluorine6314: What do you think of homosexuality?

After asking Fan Jian, he felt a little regretful. Although words like "jichryuhua" are overwhelming on the Internet, in such an ancient country, same-sex love is still a kind of taboo after all, so don't scare zombie fans.

Mobile phone user 13809012010: I am not familiar with that group. It is said that the reputation is very bad, but I guess that any group should have good and bad.

Fluorine6314: Really prudent, would you discriminate against them?

Mobile phone user 13809012010: No.

Mobile phone user 13809012010: Because...

Fan Jian stared at the screen, his throat felt a little dry, the reason was beyond his imagination.

Mobile phone user 13809012010: I also like men, I guess I have no right to discriminate against them.

Fluorine6314: I like the group of men, or the one I like is a man

Mobile phone user 13809012010: Is there anything bothering you?

Fluorine6314: Well, I found out that some things are contagious.

Fan Jian took a deep breath and hurriedly replied with a few words.

Fluorine6314: I'm in a hurry here, you haven't slept yet, have you?Go to sleep after eating, good night~

After logging off Weibo, Fan Jian hurriedly greeted Dong Xia without eating breakfast, and drove back to the city.

Listening to the roar of the engine becoming more and more distant, Dong Xia sighed to his wife: "It's over, another one fell in."

Taking advantage of the traffic jam, Fan Jian hesitated for a moment and called Jiang Wan: "Hey, are you free today?"

It was Qiu Ming who answered the phone: "I'll go out later, he's free, why, do you need my confidant brother to help you?"

Fan Jian sighed: "I'm almost bored to death, that's all right, if you have something to do, just go and do your work, I'll be there in a while."

Qiu Ming paused, and said gently: "A lot of things don't have to be so clearly thought out, but after thinking it over clearly, you'll find that it's actually not that scary."

"Well," Fan Jian felt his voice was dry, "Got it."

That afternoon, Fan Jian and Jiang Wan talked for several hours, but the content of the conversation was kept secret by both of them. Qiu Ming didn't ask, and Jiang Wan didn't mention it, but judging from the development of the situation afterwards, it seems that the role of that conversation cannot be ignored. .

In the cloudy and cloudy summer, the sun is still shining brightly in the morning, and it rains cats and dogs in the afternoon.

Fan Jian stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette, and felt his stomach throbbing.

Opening Weibo, Fan Jian casually posted: "The life of an advertising man - 18 gastroenteritis, 28 stomach cramps, 38 stomach perforation, 48 stomach bleeding, 58 [candles]."

After sending, he threw the phone aside casually, and Fan Jian lay down on the bed with his head covered and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the doorbell rang. Fan Jian dragged his slippers and opened the door. To his surprise, he found out that it was the courier boy.

"Hello, SF Express, the payment has been made, please sign for receipt."

Fan Jian frowned: "I haven't bought anything recently."

The little brother shrugged, he would meet a few foolish customers every now and then, and he would forget about what he bought the next day, "Please sign it, maybe it's a gift."

After signing and closing the door, Fan Jian opened the package, and was quite surprised to find that it was a pack of stomach medicine, qi stagnation, stomach pain, invigorating the stomach and eliminating food, morphine, dacetaxi...

The only one who knows that his stomach hurts is Mr. Trumpet, who can get the medicine so quickly, and knows that he still lives in the old house... His trumpet only pays attention to each other with the tuba, and he mentioned his dad at the class reunion Number.

Fan Jian stood there in a daze for a while, then took out his cell phone to send a text message.

Recipient: 13809012010.

Move your finger on the frosted interface, and slowly input: "Wang Huaijin, is that you?"

After an unknown amount of time, the phone vibrated slightly.

"kindness."

Fan Jian smiled: "It's not safe to put your mobile phone number on the Internet like this?"

"No one will notice anyway."

The rain gradually stopped, and the sky outside the window was blue.

"Thank you, it's not just this pack of medicine."

The other party was silent for a while, as if thinking about how to reply.

Fan Jian poured himself a glass of boiled water to take medicine, and pressed the last few keys.

"I see that you are free on Saturday, why don't you come out and have a meal."

"it is good."

Like or hate worth mentioning; ambiguous or friends worth mentioning.

The tangled thoughts of youth are washed away in the torrent of time, and what is left in the end is only deep concern and distant memories.

It may not be reunion, but it is true; it may not be joyful, but it is peaceful.This is the adult world.