Me and my Apollo husband

Rows of lanterns were lit on the river bank, and a string of tall and short children followed behind Yingjun, playing with small fireworks in their hands.Zhou Meng is nearsighted, but he suddenly felt that he could see the expression on the handsome face clearly.

Pure and holy.

In the hazy halo, the handsome figure exudes light, like an angel who fell into the world in mythology.

Zhou Meng instantly felt that he was purified.

When Yingjun came back, Zhou Meng had been standing stupidly under the old tree for a long time.

"Why are you standing here?" Yingjun asked aloud.

Zhou Meng didn't speak, stepped forward to hug Yingjun, and rubbed his face against his chest.

"Handsome, do you think I'm petty and vulgar..."

"It's a bit." Handsome said.

Zhou Meng raised his head and stared at him.

Handsome pinched his nose, "But isn't that good?"

"What's so good about it?" Zhou Meng himself despised himself.

Handsome patted him on the back, "That's because you haven't really accepted yourself. When you do this one day, you will be able to live independently and freely without being influenced by anyone."

"Then I don't think I will ever reach that day." Zhou Meng said, "I don't think I can live without you."

The handsome voice is very low: "There will be such a day."

Zhou Meng rubbed against his chest vigorously, "I don't want it, I want to be like this, I want to live by you."

Handsome suddenly laughed.Zhou Meng thumped him, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh that you are becoming more and more self-conscious about being a wife, and you still act like a baby. I remember that at the beginning, you didn't even like me calling you wife."

"Who made you so mentally retarded at the beginning." Zhou Meng was also a little embarrassed, thinking that he thought of handsome as a mentally retarded child at the beginning, but now he feels more and more that handsome is actually a very mature man.In comparison, Zhou Meng himself is sometimes mentally handicapped.Recently, Zhou Meng also clearly felt that he seemed to be a little different from before.Become fragile, become sensitive, become mentally handicapped.Yingjun's explanation for this is that Zhou Meng has not recovered from the previous shock.

"Hey, I've explained this many times." Yingjun said, "I'm just not used to your lifestyle."

"Then are you used to it now?"

"I haven't gotten used to it for so long, I really think I'm mentally retarded."

"You are retarded..."

The two hugged each other, and the handsome man carried Zhou Meng on his back, and ran all the way to the bank of the river with lanterns hanging in the dark night.Zhou Meng smiled on the handsome back, and the river lanterns on both sides of the river backed away quickly in his eyes.

Ju Ziqing sent a WeChat message to Zhou Meng.

He said: I'm sorry Zhou Meng, I didn't mean to slander you.You hold a lot of weight in my heart, besides my parents, you are the person I like the most.I regard you as an older brother, as a brother.So I can't stand you saying that about me. I like Qin Huai and I want to share this joy with you. I didn't expect you to look down on me so much.You think I'm not good enough for him, and that's what hurts me the most.

Zhou Meng originally just wanted to reply that it's okay, but when he saw the last sentence, he also felt that the situation was a bit serious.He immediately called Ju Ziqing, but Ju Ziqing didn't answer after calling twice.

Ju Ziqing is a poor boy who never even went to college.She first came to work in City A, but was tricked into prostitution.He escaped by himself and was chased and killed by the gangsters.Zhou Meng happened to be recruiting male actors at that time, so he suggested that he might as well go to sea to make a film.Anyway, Dabaojian is also a gangster, so he will not be afraid of those who will chase and kill him in the future.Ju Ziqing wanted to make money at that time, so he agreed to Zhou Meng as soon as he got excited, signed a three-year contract, and jumped into the fire pit.Although Ju Ziqing has a poisonous mouth, he is sincere and trusts Zhou Meng sincerely.Although the two often quarrel because of different views on some things, but after all, friendship outweighs rifts.

The more Zhou Meng thought about it, the more he felt guilty. He walked outside the house and kept calling Ju Ziqing.Finally, Ju Ziqing finally connected, and a muffled voice came from the phone, and it sounded like she had been crying.

"Ziqing? You, are you crying?" Zhou Meng was a little nervous.

"No." On the phone, Ju Ziqing blew his nose vigorously.

Zhou Meng paused, "Ziqing, I'm sorry. I don't look down on you, I just... I just want to remind you. Qin Huai, we don't know him well after all, and I didn't say that I wouldn't let you like him, my It means that you should still be more sober. So as not to suffer in the future."

"What can I suffer?" Ju Ziqing said sullenly.

"It's not a disadvantage." Zhou Meng said, "Oh, forget it. I won't take care of your business anymore, so don't be sad, okay?"

"I just don't like your tone of looking down on me, it's so chilling." Ju Ziqing said, "Qin Huai is just someone I like, I like him today, maybe I won't like him tomorrow, but you are different Zhou Meng, do you understand?"

"I understand." Zhou Meng said sincerely, "Since you say that, it means that you are still very rational, so I can rest assured. I don't really look down on you, I am similar to you, why should I look down on you? "

Ju Ziqing didn't speak, but was blowing his nose when he heard the sound.

Zhou Meng said, "Then you should rest early."

"Wait a moment."

"what?"

"...Then can I still tell you about Qin Huai in the future?"

"It's up to you. You can talk if you like." Zhou Meng scratched his cheek and asked, "Why don't you talk now?"

"...I don't want to talk about it now, I will talk about it tomorrow."

"Just be happy with you."

As a result, before Zhou Meng went to sleep, the message on his mobile phone beeped.He picked it up and took a look, hey, good guy, Ju Ziqing took over the screenshots of the chat records with Qin Huai, there were more than ten screenshots.Zhou Meng took a quick look, and it was almost all that Ju Ziqing was talking about.Ju Ziqing said seven or eight sentences, the kind that Qin Huai replied with one.From five o'clock in the afternoon to twelve o'clock in the evening, Qin Huai and Ju Ziqing's reply did not exceed ten sentences.

Then Ju Ziqing also sent a message asking Zhou Meng: Do you think he is interested in me?

Zhou Meng rolled his eyes fiercely, resisting the urge to bombard him with a vicious tongue.After all, Ju Ziqing's heart is extremely fragile tonight: the revolution is still far away, and comrades still need to work hard.

"Why are you still not sleeping?" Handsome came into the room after taking a shower.

"Sleep right away, sleep right away." Zhou Meng replied to Ju Ziqing to have a good night's sleep, and then turned off the phone and left it aside.

Early the next morning, before his sister Zhou Mei and Tang Tang came back, Zhou Meng and Yingjun returned to City C.During the period, Zhou Meng sorted out the handsome information again.

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, Zhou Meng and Mr. Li made an appointment to meet in advance. Zhou Meng asked Mr. Li to introduce the master who won the photography award to help Yingjun take a photo.Originally Yingjun was going to go with Zhou Meng, but Yingjun ate too much seafood the night before and had a stomachache all night, and now he finally fell asleep.Zhou Meng went alone.

"Xiao Zhou, you are waiting at the gate of your community. I will send a car to pick you up." As expected of Mr. Li, he is rich.Zhou Meng sighed in his heart, and got into the black luxury car.Speaking of which, in fact, Zhou Meng didn't know Mr. Li very well.

Zhou Meng's memory flashed back four years ago, when he first met Mr. Li.

The two got acquainted at the mahjong table.It was the time when Zhou Meng lent money to his mother for medical treatment. He originally wanted to try his luck at the gambling table, thinking of winning money to treat his mother.

It was in a high-end club, and everyone had a lot of fun.Zhou Meng entrusted a friend, and they let him in.Because there are rich people here and they play a lot, Zhou Meng thought that he could win enough money quickly.

As a result, after winning nearly 3 yuan in a row, he was handcuffed and suspected of cheating.Zhou Meng didn't cheat, but he was too nervous and nervous, and it was normal for others to suspect him.

Sitting opposite him is Mr. Li.At that time, Zhou Meng won the most money from him. Zhou Meng thought that he would be sent to the police station. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li stood up and said to everyone: "He didn't pay a thousand dollars, I can guarantee it." Zhou Meng remembered At that time, he heard a middle-aged man's voice speaking forcefully and steadily.

Others said one after another: "Since Mr. Li guarantees, he must be innocent."

At that time, Zhou Meng was handcuffed and squatted on the ground. He shrank, not daring to look up.

"Let him go." The middle-aged man came to his side and said to the policeman behind him.

The handcuffs on Zhou Meng's wrists were removed, and he never dared to look up.He was taken outside and told to go back.But Zhou Meng didn't leave.

"I, I didn't make money." Zhou Meng stood at the door of the high-end club hall, holding his T-shirt nervously, and raised his head slightly.A pair of black eyes hidden under the messy bangs stared stubbornly.

"I didn't go out, why did you drive me away?"

Everyone looked at him.Most of the people who can play here are either rich or expensive.Zhou Meng stood there, people looked at him as if they were watching a joke.

Zhou Meng wanted to escape.

At this time, Mr. Li spoke, lit a cigar, and asked him, "Little baby, are you still studying?"

Zhou Meng didn't speak, just stared at him.

Mr. Li was amused by him, greeted the people around him, stood up and walked to Zhou Meng's side.Pulling Zhou Meng to the corridor outside, the others burst into laughter when they saw it.What are you talking about, another young man who has lost his way.

"Come on, tell uncle, what are you doing here?" President Li asked him kindly.

Ignoring the teasing in his tone, Zhou Meng said simply: "I'll win the money."

"Oh? Win money?" Mr. Li handed the cigar to the bodyguard at the side, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You ignorant little doll, you win money all the time, who dares to play cards with you?"

"I..." Zhou Meng blushed anxiously. He said, "I won't win all the time. I only want 10 yuan."

"What do you want so much money for?"

"..." Zhou Meng lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "Treat my mother."

President Li laughed.

Zhou Meng was already in extreme embarrassment and anger, he raised his head and stared at him, "Forget it if you don't believe it, what are you laughing at!"

"Oh, you have a big temper." President Li didn't mind his recklessness at all, and said, "Okay, okay, I believe you. How about this, I will give you 10 yuan, and you can use it Bar."

Zhou Meng still stared at him, this time he was shocked, and then quickly turned into angrier.

"I'm not for sale." Zhou Meng frowned, blushing.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" President Li smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't listen to nonsense, I lent you the 10 yuan, and you have to pay it back to me."

"Are you a usurer?" Zhou Meng looked at him even more suspiciously.

Mr. Li was laughing like crazy, "You young man, why are you thinking so much? I don't want any interest. I just see that you are a good match for me. I want to get acquainted with you. Do you want it or not? Don't forget it."

When Zhou Meng was escorted to the hospital by Mr. Li's special car with 10 yuan in cash, Zhou Meng was still in a daze.He was afraid that Mr. Li would be some kind of bad guy, so he quickly collected the money with his sister and returned it back.

Later, Mr. Li often asked him to play mahjong together. Over time, Mr. Zhou also regarded Mr. Li as a rich man who had nothing to do to have fun, and Mr. Li also regarded Mr. Zhou as a young man with good card skills and good character. .But the friendship between the two doesn't stop there.

Thinking of this, Zhou Meng couldn't help showing a smile, and missed his stunned years.In a flash, four or five years have passed.

At this time the car stopped, and the driver said, "Mr. Zhou, we're here."