whose house collapsed

The Wenluo Tea Room is very empty, and there is no one in the private rooms behind the Japanese-style sliding doors.Sheng Yuchen stepped on the walnut-colored composite floor, and the spiral staircase seemed unforgettable from the bottom.

"...Squeak." There was a friction sound from the sliding door, but Fu Yun didn't turn his head to look.

Sheng Yuchen took off his shoes and stepped up the steps. He threw the file bag on the low table casually, moaning.

Fu Yun was obsessed with the movements of his hands, a pot of tea was boiling on the small stove, and the white smoke was very thick and hot, wafting out in curls and piles.

"What tea room are you looking for? The one at the door is quiet, one bottle of Corona per person and we're done."

Sheng Yuchen clicked his tongue, his face gradually showing impatience.He sat cross-legged on the cotton and linen cushion, with nowhere to rest his legs and feet, and it was awkward to adjust.Coupled with the fact that his back was empty and he could not lean back, he became more and more irritable.

"Let's drink tea. Once the wine is down, it's easy to lose your mind."

Fu Yun picked one from the tea tray, held the hanging pot in his hand, poured it into the justice cup, and fiddled with it for a while before the tea dripped into the bottom of the cup.

Sheng Yuchen glanced down, then picked it up.He didn't know how to taste tea at all, so he poured it all down with his head raised.At the end, he slapped the table fiercely.

"Don't make a fool of yourself. We are all ordinary people. No matter how elegantly we wrap up together, no matter how calm the appearance is, there will only be two stinky money left in our hearts."

Sheng Yuchen propped his hands on the ground, with a lot of sarcasm between his eyebrows, he stretched out his thumb to wipe the corner of his mouth, and then arched his eyes at Fu Yun.

Fu Yun didn't take it.

He crossed his fingers on the table and looked at Sheng Yuchen with rather obscure eyes, as if nostalgic and paranoid.

How could Sheng Yuchen not understand.

"How long have we known each other?"

Sheng Yuchen rolled his eyes, and his brows could not help but tighten. After a moment of silence, he smiled perfunctorily: "I really don't remember."

Fu Yun seemed to have expected this outcome, and he curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner: "Ten years."

Sheng Yuchen responded with a long voice, and began to caress the rim of the cup intentionally or unconsciously with his fingertips.

"Fu Yun, what I promised to you is here. It's the friendship of these years. Everything will end one day, and there is no feast that never ends."

After walking around with his fingertips, Sheng Yuchen stopped his hand.He picked up the teacup and returned it to the tray, then let go, ready to get up and leave.

"What love? What love between us?"

As soon as Sheng Yuchen turned around, he was stopped again.He tightened his grip on the jacket, then let it go quickly.

"Naturally a friend." Sheng Yuchen stared at him leisurely, the corner of his mouth still smirking, but it didn't reach his eyes.

Fu Yun was expressionless at first, but at the end of the sentence, his frozen face loosened strangely.He silently laughed along.

"For ten years, I have emptied my whole body, and I have given it to Shengshi, and to you."

"...If you say no, then don't you?"

Fu Yun was still sitting on the mat, perhaps his knees had no strength at all, so he had to rely on this to support him.The respect he has always deliberately maintained is finally on the verge of separation.

Sheng Yuchen finally had to look at him. After years of absence, Fu Yun put all trust and everything in his hands.

"...I was too conceited to grasp it."

Sheng Yuchen's eyes were also covered with shame, but there was nothing he could do.

"What's your relationship with him?"

Fu Yun lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

Sheng Yuchen didn't want to say any more, and the lengthy silence and evasive answers were more like a sharp knife, cutting his heart hanging on the cliff again and again.

"Sheng Yuchen..."

"Fu Yun, the love between us can only go so far. I will give you everything I can. I have nothing left."

Sheng Yuchen interrupted a little abruptly, trying his best to reject what the other party was about to say.He didn't want to deal with it, and he couldn't deal with it.

Another Bangu tea flowed out from the mouth of the hanging pot, the tea is yellow in color and fragrant, it should be a good product.

There was silence behind him for a while, Sheng Yuchen lowered his eyes, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his heart, but he quickly covered it up.Not all words should be spoken, and sometimes tacit understanding should be used to keep silent.

The Japanese-style sliding door sounded again, and a figure disappeared behind the thin white paper window.

The oncoming cold wind outside the door caused Sheng Yuchen to curl up his neck unbearably.He pulled his coat tighter and turned to look to the left.

Suddenly, a burst of yellow light came to me from far and near, and flickered a few times before stopping.

Sheng Yuchen didn't get into the car, he reached out and knocked on the window, and the window moved down gradually, revealing half of Bai Qiuchi's face.

Sheng Yuchen pouted at him: "Come down, go sit there."

Bai Qiuchi took off his seat belt and got out of the car. When he walked back to Sheng Yuchen's side, he first shook Sheng Yuchen's hand, and then loosened his shoulders.

"It's not freezing, is it?"

Sheng Yuchen shook his head indifferently, hooked his backhand around Bai Qiuchi's neck, and leaned on him affectionately.

"Go, go have a drink."

Bai Qiuchi was startled, and said hesitantly, "...but I'm driving."

Sheng Yuchen clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and tightened his grip on his neck.

"Looking for a substitute driver, what's the matter?"

Bai Qiuchi couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't want to lose his interest.He simply put the key in the bag.

"Let's go then."

The bar opposite was lit, and a neon sign greeted them.Open the door and enter, but the inside is full of people.

Bai Qiuchi rarely came to such a place.He looked around, the surroundings were dim, and there was a candle flickering on each round table.

"What are you looking at?" His hand was grasped suddenly, and Bai Qiuchi came back to his senses.He gripped Sheng Yuchen tightly, and followed him through the narrow gaps between several tables.

The clerk led the two to a low sofa in a corner.As soon as Sheng Yuchen sat down, the sofa was dented, occupying more than half of the seat.There are only a few narrow spaces in Baiqiu Pond.

Sheng Yuchen was flipping through the wine list casually, when he sensed Bai Qiuchi's approach, he immediately reached out and hugged his shoulders, pulling him into his arms.

"...Sheng Yuchen!" Bai Qiuchi was surrounded by Sheng Yuchen's chest, his back was sticky tightly, and he could vaguely smell the smell on his skin.

Bai Qiuchi's skin was thin, and his cheeks and neck flushed suddenly. He wanted to get up, but was held tighter by Sheng Yuchen.

"Don't move."

"Two cups of black squares." The menu was closed domineeringly, and Sheng Yuchen had the attitude of a nouveau riche.

"...Is there any drink..." Bai Qiuchi hesitated to ask, Sheng Yuchen gave him a hard look, and said with a snort, "Do you want AD calcium milk? I'll buy you another toothbrush."

Bai Qiuchi had no choice but to keep silent, he arched his shoulders again, trying to lean forward.Sheng Yuchen pressed his chin against Bai Qiuchi, and his voice was threatening: "...Don't be embarrassed, this is gay."

Bai Qiuchi raised his head suddenly, the ambiguity hidden in the darkness was everywhere, and he was helping to conceal it by lighting candles.

After Bai Qiuchi looked around, he was about to look back, when he poked out a corner of his eyes, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

About two tables away, a man was sitting on the sofa, drunk as if unconscious, resting on another man's lap, his peaked cap nearly fell off.

"... Qiao Xiao."