A letter from a strange man

After a few rounds of drinking, although Zhang Hui's capacity for alcohol was good, he drank very restrained, because he still had business matters to discuss with Chen Xunian.

When Zhang Hui was standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus, he felt a little drunk. Maybe it was because he had just recalled too many scenes that seemed to appear in a dream, but things were different.

He knew that he didn't love Meng Lixun anymore, this is an established fact, so the thing that caused him some headaches was probably not the old lover's marriage and the bridegroom, but the passing of time, you and I are no longer young .

It's really hypocritical, he rubbed his forehead.

Looking at the endless traffic on the road and the sea of ​​people, he felt a little dazed.

In this city where he had been away for nearly ten years, he felt so strange, as if he was floating in the air with no place to stay, and his hanging heart could never be stable.

Zhang Hui smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe it was really because of his age, he thought he was not an insecure person, this feeling of loneliness came so suddenly, could it be that he really has reached the age where he needs to start a family?

He felt that someone was looking at him again, which was a little different from the usual attention.

It's extremely focused, it's extremely intense.

He turned his face to the side, and it was the man at the wedding again.

The stature of a normal male is a bit too thin.

His body seemed to be unable to support the suit he was wearing, and his skin was a little too pale, making his hair extremely black, and his facial features were a little unclear, but Zhang Hui reconfirmed that he did not know him.

Is there something to look for him?Otherwise, why would you keep looking at him.

But the moment Zhang Hui turned to him, the man turned his head to the other side, with some intention of concealing it.

Zhang Hui guessed that he might be nervous?Otherwise why his fingers are tightly gripping the trouser line.

At this moment, a car honking interrupted his thoughts.

He saw a car parked in front of him, and the window of the co-pilot came down, revealing Lin Xiyi's hippie smiling face, and he shouted back to Zhang: "Get in the car, Zhang Shuai, Xishan will take you for a drive! With your Sao Sao to accompany you!"

Zhang Hui felt relaxed immediately when he saw them, and pulled his tie regretfully: "It's a pity that I can't go out for a drive with the two handsome guys. Xiao Zhang will go to see the boss later and is busy earning money to support his family."

"Tch, you're making it sound like you're not the boss, and you're already a man of this size, so why not be coquettish!" Lin Xiyi pretended to shake his goosebumps: "You're still young, oldman!"

"Haha, well, go for a drive. I called a car and sent me a message saying that I have arrived. I will come out for a drink another day."

"Wait for you~"

When Zhang Hui turned around again, the pale and thin man had disappeared.

Some strange people.

After Zhang Hui got into the car, he lowered the window, letting the evening wind mess up his hair, blow over his face and clothes.

In the week since he came back, he hasn't had time to re-recognize this place with every inch of his flesh and blood. He just mechanically tidied up the state of his new life, just like he did every time he went to a new place.

But when he met the old people and recalled the past, he felt that he didn't need to know this place again, because his soul took root here, and this is a fact that will never change.

He arrived at the bar where Chen Zi made an appointment, and when he went in, he found that it was a bar, not only a bar, but he found that there was not even a single woman in a few miles around, and the body dancing close to the body on the dance floor seemed to be overflowing with male hormones , he immediately understood that this was a gay room.

All the girlfriends he had had before were doubts about his sexuality.

When I was studying in Europe, the atmosphere was very free and open, and occasionally I would go to gay bars with my classmates for a drink.

He was also taken to a parade by the gay Chen Zinian, with a rainbow flag on his face, and he was standing in a car on the most bustling avenue with champagne. Thinking about those days, it was crazy.

He saw Chen Zinian, paralyzed like a snake, shaking his wine glass in the booth, and wanted to pick him up and beat him up, to see what was going on in his head, to discuss business in this kind of place ?

Before he came in, he said that he took off his suit jacket and hung it on his arm, his tie was also pulled off, two buttons were loosely unbuttoned at the neckline, and the sleeves were naturally rolled up to the joints.

Zhang Hui's appearance is very delicate and handsome, coupled with his outstanding temperament, he is the dream lover of many women, and many little zeros also like him very much, and regard him as a heavenly dish.

He struggled to push away from the crowd and blocked the dishonest hands touching him, but he still frowned helplessly in front of Chen Zinian.

He helped Chen Zinian, who was already a little dizzy from drinking, put him down, and asked him: "Didn't you agree to talk about business, why are you drinking like this?"

"Oh, I'm happy~ The cooperation project with the Municipal Design Institute has been negotiated, and Deputy Mayor Wang has decided to use your drawings!"

Many of Zhang Hui’s drawings have been published in the most famous magazines in his circle. He led a group to do several projects in Europe and won some awards, even if he is well-known in the domestic architectural field.

So when he just returned to China, he was able to get the city's six-year-planned project to build the largest art center in the northern region.

Zhang Hui poured a glass of wine into his own cup, touched it with Chen Cannian, and drank it down in one gulp.

The man's Adam's apple looked extraordinarily sexy under the dizzy and intoxicating light, and a seductive little goblin in sexy clothes had already stepped forward to sit beside him, holding a wine glass in one hand, and dishonestly drawing circles on Zhang Hui's firm chest with the other. , gently blowing in Zhang Hui's ear: "Handsome guy, do you want to have a heart-to-heart talk with me~" The words and actions are full of temptation and seduction.

Zhang Hui smiled without losing his demeanor, the curvature of his mouth made him more charming, but his hand took his hand away without a doubt, without saying a word, just this action alone made the goblin's breathing a little difficult.

At this moment, Chen Xunnian raised his raised eyes, and said to the little goblin earnestly with a face like a lady in the palace: "My sister really doesn't treat her like a human being, she seduces my husband while I'm still here~"

The little goblin looked Chen Cannian up and down, then glared at him and walked away resentfully. Before leaving, she still tucked her business card into Zhang Hui's belt, "Handsome guy, remember to contact me when you break up with this old man! My name is Able~" and blows a kiss.

Zhang Hui first glanced at Chen Xun Nian approvingly, then pulled out his business card and put it aside, watching Chen Xun Nian smile with a mean face and then a face of helplessness.

"Haha, let me tell you Charles, don't you really want to try to bend, you see how much we gays like you!"

This is true. When he was studying in London, several foreign boys confessed to him.

Zhang Hui shook the wine glass, the brown liquid was shining brightly under the light, reflected in Zhang Hui's eyes, and gave a trace of charm to the man's face, Zhang Hui seemed careless: "If I meet that person who makes me desperate People, gender shouldn't be an issue."

But if you really want to meet that person, gender doesn't really seem to be a problem.

Chen Zunnian clicked his tongue, "I've known you for almost ten years, and you haven't even dedicated your life to me, let alone being selfless. It seems that I can't wait any longer, hey!"

Zhang Hui drank the rest of the wine in the glass, he squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Xunian: "Xunian, you know what you really want, you don't love me."

Chen Xunnian took a rare moment of seriousness, he looked at the wine glass and blinked: "They all call me Arno, only you call me Chen Xunnian."

But in an instant, he returned to his idle look, and pointed to the bar not far away: "Hmph, I don't have time to play with you, remember to go to the company's induction meeting tomorrow, and I'm going to hunt for beauty, I've been observing that lovely person over there for a long time. "

Zhang Hui looked in the direction he pointed, was it him?

The man who had been watching Meng Lixun at his wedding.

It was a coincidence that I met him again here.

It's a little strange to say that his face is so blurry in the daylight, but in this dim and confused nightclub, Zhang Hui can see his facial features clearly. It just so happens that a beam of white light hits his mouth and neck. He could even see the shadow of his slender eyelashes and a mole on his cheek, on his pale skin.

He sat there by himself and the surroundings were clear and cold, as if he was out of tune with everything here, like a quiet and cold water lily in the mud, with an unrealistic halo like a dream around him. -

Because the whole person is full of unspoken and high-altitude flower temperament, there are almost no people who go to strike up a conversation.

But Chen Xunian is different when it comes to novelty, the more difficult it is, the more courageous he is to challenge.

Zhang Hui stopped Chen Xunian, who was eager to try and obviously harbored malicious intentions: "Wait a minute, I'll be with you."

Chen Zinian: "???"

Then he didn't explain: "Brother, I'm looking for someone to spend the night with, what are you going to do with me?"

"I know him." After talking, Zhang Hui had already walked towards the cold young man, leaving behind Chen Xunian with a face like eating shit: "Zhang Hui, aren't you fucking straight?"

"This one with a cut-up?" Zhang Hui completely ignored what Chen Cannian said behind him, and walked straight towards the man.

Jing Ling was intoxicated in her own world and completely ignored her surroundings. He knew he was drunk, but tonight he needed this kind of drunk.

If he was drunk, would he be able to alleviate the throbbing of everything after seeing that person in the daytime, and the sadness that the person still has no impression of him.

Suddenly his eyes darkened, someone stood in front of him, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and his physical reactions also slowed down, but he insisted on raising his head with his last strength and pretending to be sober and said: "No about."

But when he saw the person clearly, there was a "boom", as if he heard something shattered, it should be the mask he had propped up.

Then he heard his violent heartbeat, "Bang bang bang..."

It was so clear again and again, the surrounding noise instantly became a world in front of his eyes, just like those four years, only he and Zhang Hui were in his world.

He must be drunk, or dreaming.

Otherwise, why did the person in the dream appear in front of him intact like this, and was still watching him? It was too unreal.

It must not be real, Jing Ling thought.

Zhang Hui saw the dilated pupils of the young man in front of him. Although his face was expressionless, his tightly closed corners of his mouth and stiff muscles seemed to be holding back some unspoken emotions.

Zhang recalled his wording, and said gently but tentatively, "What a coincidence."

Jing Ling felt that all the senses in her body were sealed off, cold sweat broke out from his back, he couldn't hear any sound in the closed world, it was the first time that the man who had appeared in the dream said such words to him for the first time, just as he had always wanted to say to him. as he said.

He wants to talk to him a lot, and also wants to ask him: "Do you remember me?" Or: "Do you know me?"

You know how much I want to be right by your side, how much I want to tell you how much I miss you, how much I want to just hug you.

But before his consciousness disappeared, he heard a word, and he pretended to be calm and trembled.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

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Here comes the duck! (Secretly: I still hope that someone will like this story, I feel a bit pretentious and long-winded before, but I believe it will look good later!)