alternate performance

In fact, with Xu Chenhe on his back, Gu Congran didn't use much force in that kick in order to stabilize his figure.However, Tang Sui, who was confined to a limited space, did not hide, and forcibly accepted all the force from Gu Congran's kick, and a continuous and intense dull pain spread from his abdomen to his whole body.

He took a sip of wine, and with a slightly drunken tone, he called out to Gu Congran who stepped out of the door: "This buddy, Xu Chenhe lives in the public rental apartment 803 on Shirao Street, don't send it by mistake."

The familiar house number made Gu Congran's body stiff, and he turned his back to the private room and said, "Thank you."

While waiting for the elevator, Gu Congran contacted the doorman to explain a few words, and walked out of the hotel lobby with Xu Chenhe on his back. The car just stopped under the steps.

Together with the doorman, they moved Xu Chenhe into the back seat of the car, Gu Congran got into the driver's seat, and lowered the windows on both sides of the front seat.

The cool wind that poured into the car along the way blew away the pungent smell of alcohol, Gu Congran followed the navigation and parked downstairs in the public rental housing, went around to the back seat and put the dazed Xu Chenhe on his back again.

Xu Chenhe was restless, wrapped his arms around his neck and called different people's names in turn: "Tang Sui, tattoo my shoulder."

"Xiong, keep drinking."

"Mianmian, buy me two boxes of butter."

"Brother Zhu, Yu'er is making trouble in the living room again."

"Fang Rui, this sparkling water has expired."

Gu Congran was strangled to the point of suffocation by him, and he didn't find the elevator after looking around.He weighed Xu Chenhe up, and carried the weight of the two of them up the stairs: "Why didn't you mention my name?"

Xu Chenhe leaned on his shoulder but ignored him, Gu Congran said to himself: "Is it because you subconsciously don't want to remember me?"

People who are used to taking elevators are not used to climbing such high-rise stairs for a while, Gu Congran only feels more tired than exercising, and the back touching Xu Chenhe's chest is wet with sweat.Finally reached the eighth floor, Gu Congran exhaled, took out the key from Xu Chenhe's trouser pocket and pointed it at the keyhole: "When you wake up tomorrow, remember who carried you up, you know?"

After entering the house, Gu Congran put Xu Chenhe down from behind to let him sit on the low stool in the entrance, then locked the door, took the slippers and put them in front of Xu Chenhe.

Squatting|/Holding up the opponent's ankle, Xu Chenhe just took off his shoes, looked down at him, and suddenly called his name: "Gu Congran."

Gu Congran paused, his eyes fixed on the tattoo on the opponent's ankle.

There are six stars of different sizes, scattered around the wrist bones, just like the temporary chain he bought for Xu Chenhe.The anklet was still left in Fujinyuan's bedroom by Xu Chenhe. Gu Congran couldn't tell whether the tattoo was a coincidence or a commemoration for a while, and he was distracted for a moment before realizing that Xu Chenhe was calling him, and quickly raised his head to meet the other person's eyes.

The drunken Xu Chenhe's eyes always had a cold look, but at this moment Gu Congran looked at him from an upward angle, and the feeling was even worse under the half-occlusion of the shadow.

Worried that Xu Chenhe might have misunderstood something, Gu Congran helped him put on his slippers, and explained: "I'll leave after I settle you down, don't worry."

The palm was empty, Xu Chenhe pulled out his foot and kicked him softly on the shoulder, and the slippers fell off: "You are so annoying."

There was a shoe print on the light-colored shirt, Gu Congran swayed, and supported the ground with one hand in time.

One sentence was not enough for Xu Chenhe, and he said the second sentence in a hoarse voice: "I regret meeting you so much."

The expression on his face when he said these two sentences was not really gnashing his teeth, it could even be said to be very calm, but Gu Congran felt in his heart, as if he was being weighed down by a heavy weight, and it was difficult to breathe.Xu Chenhe is different from him. Xu Chenhe's life was laid out prematurely and independently, and every step may lead to his own back road.And he, Gu Congran, never stopped cutting off Xu Chenhe's retreat during those two years.

As Xu Shenhe said, his love for him is just lingering on his last breath.

Gu Congran stood up lukewarmly, and stretched out his hand under Xu Chenhe's eyes: "Go to bed and lie down first."

Xu Chenhe buried his head and didn't move, Gu Congran lowered his body and hugged him horizontally, walked to the bedroom with his leaden legs and laid him down on the bed. Jian traced its smooth lines: "Tell me, you hate me, you don't want to see me again, your liking for me has disappeared, and you can only be happy when you are with others... Let's see if I will give up."

Xu Chenhe wanted to turn over, but was thrown back by Gu Congran: "If you don't tell me, I can only continue pestering you."

He resisted the urge to kiss each other, and found a T-shirt in the closet to help Xu Chenhe change into it.Noticing the small tattoos on the back of Xu Chenhe's neck and waist, and then thinking of Tang Sui's occupation, Gu Congran understood what Tang Sui was deliberately trying to annoy him.

The sleeping Xu Chenhe rolled up the quilt and turned to the middle of the bed. Gu Congran turned off the light in the bedroom, leaving only a small night light beside the bed, and kissed the back of Xu Chenhe's neck in the soft halo.

After the great heat, the temperature climbed to the peak, Xu Chenhe lay comfortably in the air-conditioned room until the sun was three feet high, and was awakened by the vibration of the incoming call.

Mianmian yelled at the other end: "Brother, aren't you going to work today? What should I do if there are not many desserts in the refrigerator?"

Feeling dizzy and aching in the back of his head after a hangover, Xu Chenhe barely opened his eyes to see the time, and lay down on the bed weakly: "Tell the guests that there will be no dessert today, and you will get one free for every drink you buy."

"It's a shame." Mianmian said.

The sun was shining directly on the head of the bed, Xu Chenhe stood up and closed the curtains: "Don't worry, I won't be in arrears with your wages."

After blowing on the air conditioner all night, Xu Chenhe found the remote control to turn off the air conditioner, broke into the bathroom with his mobile phone to drain the water, and called Tang Sui at the same time.

It took a long time for the other person to pick up, Tang Sui's voice was as lazy as when he just got up: "I just got up, Xiongzi said you didn't start work today."

"Be lazy, it's terrible to go to work normally after a hangover." Xu Chenhe pulled up his pants, "Thank you last night, I will treat you to dinner another day."

Tang Sui turned over while clutching his stomach, hummed and said, "If you really want to thank me, come and see me."

Not long after, Xu Chenhe rang the doorbell of his house, Tang Sui opened the door for him, and lay down on the sofa nearby: "What are you carrying?"

"Dumplings, I cooked you a portion." Xu Chenhe closed the door, and sat down beside the tea table with the insulated box, "What's the matter with you, you're weak."

"Look." Tang Sui lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing a large area of ​​bruise on his abdomen.

Xu Chenhe's eyes widened, and he recalled the scene after being drunk last night. Except for the sporadic fragments of being carried home, the rest of the memory was swallowed by alcohol: "Did I get too noisy after being drunk? Or was it when you carried me up the stairs?" fell?"

"Are you forgetting things so badly?" Tang Sui pulled up his clothes and went to the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks. "I don't remember who brought you home last night? How could that person be so gentlemanly to you?"

A numbness passed over the back of his neck, and Xu Chenhe vaguely had an answer: "He hit you?"

Tang Suimao was wrong: "Mr. Gu's pointed leather shoes are not ordinary."

Xu Chenhe took the chopsticks from Tang Sui's hand, sat over and lifted the other's clothes again: "Does it hurt? Have you applied any medicine?"

He didn't smell the medicine, so he ran to the utility room to bring the medicine box over, took out the stasis-removing aerosol and sprayed it on Tang Sui: "How did you meet the one above? There was a conflict? Because of me?"

Tang Sui pushed away Xu Chenhe's hand that was about to help him rub the medicine, sat up and wiped the medicine away: "He followed us all the way last night, so he left us for dinner in the private room next door. We were too intimate, and he couldn't get angry. I kicked it."

Xu Chenhe looked at the other person rubbing the medicine while having nothing to do with himself, and then remembered that he was pushed on the piano corner by Gu Congran. Sure enough, that person's temperament has not changed at all after so long.He got up quickly: "I'll go to him and ask him to apologize to you."

The attitude of the other party made Tang Sui stunned for a while, and his actions preceded his thoughts to drag Xu Chenhe back: "You don't care about him sending you home, why do you care about me?"

"Otherwise, I still want to stand on the unreasonable side?" Xu Chenhe wanted to get up again, but was pushed back by Tang Sui: "Okay, your attitude is enough."

He started to fill a bowl of dumplings for Xu Chenhe, Tang Sui put the bowl in front of him: "I can see it, he is very nervous about you, and you can't let him go, why don't you try to start over?"

As if being poked at the center, Xu Chenhe retorted sensitively: "Which eye of yours sees it, I still can't let him go?"

"You called him by his name when you were drunk." Tang Sui, with a clear look, put a dumpling to cover Xu Chenhe's mouth. He thought about him again, but it was still the same suffering."

"Stop," Xu Chenhe patted Tang Sui's knee, "Eat dumplings if your mouth itches, don't tell me these things."

After dinner, I accompanied him to watch the show at Tang Sui's house. In the afternoon, Tang Sui insisted on going to the store, saying that he had made an appointment with an important client.Taking Xu Chenhe to the downstairs of the public rental house, Tang Sui took the front of the car and asked, "Xu Chenhe, how much do you value me?"

"I still asked this profound question." Xu Chenhe returned the helmet, "I can't tell how much trust I have, probably because I wouldn't dare to get drunk without you by my side."

The scorching sun was scorching, Tang Sui was reluctant to allow Shen He to spend too long in the sun, and when he got a satisfactory answer, he urged him to go upstairs quickly.Xu Chenhe said goodbye to him, turned around and ran upstairs, poked his head out of the corridor window on the seventh floor, and waved his arms at Tang Sui who was still downstairs.

Returning to the eighth floor with an empty thermos, Xu Chenhe's smile, which had not yet been suppressed, froze when he saw the man poking at the window.

Gu Congran still remembered the scene of Tang Sui trying to kiss Xu Chenhe last night, and now he saw Tang Sui sending Xu Chenhe back with his own eyes. He took an awl and punched a hole in his chest.

Meeting Xu Chenhe's distrustful eyes, Gu Congran pondered and said, "I didn't find you in the store, so I came here to see how you are doing."

Xu Chenhe didn't look sideways, and took out the key to open the door by himself. Before he opened the keyhole, Gu Congran grabbed his wrist eagerly: "Why are you still so tired of him?"

The moment the skin touched Xu Chenhe shook off Gu Congran's hand: "Do you want to be tired of being with Mr. Gu?"

The two words that Xu Chenhe stabbed in his heart after he was drunk last night still occupied Gu Congran's mind. The coldness in the eyes of the other party stepped on the knife edge. Seeing that the other party touched the key without waiting for him to answer, Gu Congran Cong Ran shook Xu Chenhe's hand again: "He treated you like that last night—"

"It's reasonable for you to follow us? He's my friend. Did you worry about my feelings when you kicked him out of selfishness?" Xu Chenhe's voice didn't have a trace of gunpowder, and he was so peaceful that he couldn't hear sullenness, but his eyes were full His disappointment was enough to make Gu Congran doubt his own judgment: "Do you really think he regards you as a friend?"

"Are you insisting that I have an impure relationship with everyone I have come into contact with?" Xu Chenhe laughed angrily, "Mr. Gu, in my 29 years of life, only the contractual relationship between me and you has been ruled by me." It is considered the most impure relationship, and I still feel that I was touched by you... very dirty."

The bird's sharp beak pecked at Gu Congran's body mercilessly, he seemed to see his own blood gurgling away, and the hand holding Xu Chenhe fell down as if he had lost strength.

He used to tease the docile bird like that, but when he finally wanted to hold it in his arms, the bird resolutely pecked him.

"Xu Chenhe," Gu Congran looked down at the other person's side face, "tell me directly how much you hate me."